#period drama fic

[lex-the-flex]

Bridgeron Masterlist

Anthony Bridgerton

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[elephantlovemedleys]

when the heart would cease, ours never knew peace

The moon was bright, the breeze of the wind breathing against the back of Robert’s neck, even from his spot in the shade. He craved to go back inside his chambers, as the sun had set and supper had been done but Elizabeth liked it out there, so he would stay. It was a comfortable silence, and he couldn’t stop staring at the way she looked so alive in nature. Her eyes were brighter, her skin warmer, her hair shinier. It was dizzying how irresistible she looked.  That’s the only way he thought to describe it. Beautiful. She was lost in her own thoughts, back resting against the trunk of the tree they were both sitting under. Robert was always wondering how even words on a page could not describe how she had made him feel, but it didn’t matter how many times he’d attempt to explain it, to properly formulate them into words, he never understood. He wished he could lose his focus on reality easily, but the only thing that ever came close was her. It felt wrong, but he could stare at Elizabeth for hours and never get bored of it. Sunlight made her stand out and moonlight made her shine; Nothing will take away your brilliance. He wanted to tell her….So badly. He wanted to say so many things—but something always stopped him. It almost tasted like fear. She’d have invaded his thoughts for days, and all he could think about was his hand brushing against hers, or the curve of her lips whenever she’d grin back at him. It was addicting. But he couldn’t tell her. Not yet. Not in the midst of chaos and despair. He would know when the moment was right.

[delicatebarness]

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Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Romanoff!Reader. Lord James Barnes x Lady Romanoff Reader.

Warnings: Arranged Marriage.

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[frost-queen]

Travel fevers (Reader x Colin Bridgerton)

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Summary: Colin and reader meet on his travels to Spain. Your father having brought you along to his travels so many times when you were young. Colin and you started to bond more, falling deeply in love. When you return to Mayfair, he introduces you to his family with the intention to make you his.

“Those barrels go in the back.” – you said pointing with your pencil in the direction. Scribbling down on the paper you were holding as the man pushed the barrel further up the ship. Another man came up the plank from the port with a barrel. – “Spices Senorita.” – he said tipping his head at you. You nodded writing down on your paper, redirecting him to a corner of the ship.

Turning slightly around to the deck of the ship, you started counting to make sure your calculations were correct. – “That’s three barrels of salt.” – you said out loud to one of the workmen by your side. – “Four barrels of pickled fish. Two with peppers and twelve boxes of oranges.” – you finished looking at him if you were correct.

“Ay senorita.” – he answered taking his hat off to you. – “Wonderful. Go take a bottle of rum, Miguel.”  - you patted him on the bac. Miguel bowed at you before taking his leave. Another one of the worker approached you, needing a signature from you. You happily signed it, gaze falling down on a man standing to stare below on the port.

“Seeing anything you like?” – you called out, catching him off guard. – “I’m… I’m sorry but did you just…” – he began running up the plank, grabbing onto the railing to get closer to you. – “Is this your ship?” – he questioned making sure he didn’t violate your property by remaining on the plank. – “Yes.” – you replied seeing him gape with curiosity at you. – “Never seen a woman own anything?” – you asked moving your hands to your hip.

The man quickly shook his head. – “No, no I didn’t mean it like that.” – he corrected himself. – “It is just admiring.” – he spoke. – “A woman doing business?” – you teased, quirking your eyebrow up. The man chuckled amusingly. – “A woman traveling the world.” – he answered making you laugh loud.

He dropped to a bow, introducing himself. – “Lord Colin Bridgerton.” – he addressed himself. You dropped into a curtsy. – “Countess Y/n Y/l/n.” – you introduced yourself. – “Would my lord be interested in the invitation of welcoming on my ship?” – you asked, gesturing behind you. – “I will gladly accept, your ladyship.”

You moved aside for Colin to step on the deck. Guiding him to a spot on the deck near the masts. Using barrels as seating. Miguel approached, placing two glasses down. – “Apologies that it is not as comfortable as you are used to, my lord.” – you said while Miguel poured the drinks. Colin smiled politely. – “Part of the experience.” – he answered making you smile. Colin and you rose your glass before drinking.

You set your glass down, admiring the man for a moment. – “What brings you to Spain?” – you asked curious what an English lord was doing so far from home. – “The culture.” – he answered, setting his glass down as well. – “I needed to spread my wings a bit before returning home.” – he added. – “I see. The women must be interesting then.” – you responded making him nearly choke on his drink.

“I…I…” – he started, trying to hide his laugh, waving his hand across. – “Oh goodness did I make you blush?” – you teased looking mischievous at him. Colin set his glass back down, clearing his throat. Throwing you flirtatious glance back. – “Is there a lord Y/l/n?” – he wanted to know, being very curious.

You shook your head. Colin looked all smug, gleaming with your response. Placing his hand on the barrel in front of him, he was intrigued to know more about you. – “What makes a countess like yourself travel so far from England as well?” – he said. You leaned your elbows on the barrel, chin resting on your hands. – “My father used to bring me along to his travels ever since I was a young child.” – you told him. – “Travelling is in my blood.” – you finished.

“My father cared so much to be present with the imports. My mother died when I was very young, so he had no other choice than to take me along. He’d rather travel the world with me around then return after so long and having missed seeing me grow up.” – you explained, leaning back to gaze at the horizon for a moment.

“Your father sounds like a remarkable man.” – Colin answered. – “He is.” – you sighed out. – “Is he…?” – Colin was curious. – “Gods no.” – you called out half in shock. – “He is simply enjoying retirement. The longs trips take a toll on his body. He is back at home managing from afar.”

Colin hummed loud. He rose his glass once more. – “To your father.” – he said to toast. You brought your glass up as well, letting it touch with his. – “To travelling.” – you replied before taking a sip. – “What is your next destination?” – Colin asked pointing at the last barrels that were loaded on deck. – “Portugal.” – you told him. –“Then it is a trip back home.” – finishing. Colin glanced teasingly your way.

You leaned closer to him. – “Care to join or does my lord have other obligations?” – you flashed your gaze down to his lips before locking them on his eyes once more. Colin came leaning in as well, arm resting on the barrel. – “I have no other obligations my ladyship than to come with you.” – he answered, eyeing your lips as well.

If he were still in England, he didn’t know if he would be so bold. But something about being away from the ton and restrictions made him act more freely. Perhaps it was also the culture not being so stiff as England that he adored.

You poured him another glass, chatting a bit more till it was time to leave the port. Taking the long journey to Portugal. Colin has been on a ship before, yet this one felt special. You had invited him that night to dine with him. Something instantly clicking. Colin and you kept throwing glances at each other from across the table. His head spinning as he felt himself go feral for you. The way you were teasing him by just being present.

The ladies in Spain were pleasant, but you were on a different level. Perhaps it was the wine or the rockiness of the waves that made him act so out of control. Colin got up going round the table to you. You blinked surprised when he pressed his hands against your cheeks. Guiding you upwards as you rose from your seat. Eyes locked on each other with the most lovable expression.

“Forgive me your ladyship.” – he breathed against your skin before smacking his lips to yours. You felt the deepness of his kiss, holding him. Retrieving your lips, you turned round, swiping your hands over the table to clear the way. Colin smirked as you hopped onto the table. Grabbing him by his shirt, you pulled him close, wanting his lips on yours once more.

It took around a month to arrive at the harbour of Portugal. Colin and you deeply falling in love with each other. You were arranging the supplies as Colin was watching you from afar. Smiling admirable at you. Feeling himself lucky that he found you on his travels. Your gaze locked briefly on him, smiling. Colin walked over, feeling as if it was his cue to come closer to you. He approached you, taking your hand to kiss it.

It made you chuckle, giving him a playful shove. – “It is nice to see husband and wife travelling together.” – a worker said with a thick accent as he helped some crates board the ship. – “Oh we aren’t…” – You told him, waving your hand across. – “Not yet.” – Colin interrupted, making you gape at him. He took your hand once more, smiling.

“For I intend to make you mine once we return home, Y/n.” – he said leaving another kiss on your hand. It made you bashful. – “I’ll be holding you onto that dearest Colin.” – you replied giving him a playful shove. Colin assisted you in the business, recounting the supplies to be extra certain. You finished up the paperwork, paying the dockworkers from Portugal.

They were preparing the ship to sail out as you stood by the railing. Colin came over, moving his arms around your waist. – “Now another month of sailing before we are on English soil.” – you informed him as he left a kiss on your shoulder. – “The only reason I am looking forward to getting back home is to make you my wife.” – he breathed out leaving another kiss on your shoulder.

It tickled making you move your shoulder up. – “What will your family say?” – you turned around in his embrace to face him. – “Leaving to travel Europe and return with a girl whom you wish to marry.” – you said teasingly. Colin smiled keeping his hands against your cheeks. – “Not just any girl. My beautiful, beautiful Y/n.” – he responded before kissing you. A month passed as the ship was on English ground. The shipment send out to other businesses as you received payment for them.

Colin and you got into a carriage, riding for him home. You were very nervous as you wondered what his family might think. Colin holding your hand gave you some comfort. The trip was long with several stops, but you were glad to make it to the mainland. Mayfair. The hometown of Colin Bridgerton. The carriage came to a stop before the house. Colin getting out, holding his hand out to you. You accepted it, getting out as well.

The doorman opened the door. Colin held his finger up to you, wanting you to wait just a moment. He entered the drawing room as you heard lots of loud voices and screams of happiness. Stroking any last wrinkles out of your dress, you prepared yourself to meet his family. Colin reappeared, holding his hand out to you. You took it as he lead you into the drawing room. – “Mother, brothers, sisters I want you to meet my betrothed Countess Y/n Y/l/n.” – Colin introduced you as you curtsied deep for them.

Violet looked with surprise at her son. – “Countess?” – Anthony said to Benedict, surprised that his brother had aimed so high. – “It is a pleasure meeting you, Viscountess Bridgerton.” – you said, curtsying once more. – “She’s pretty.” – Hyacinth said to Francesca.

Violet smiled delightful, coming over to give you a hug. – “Oh look at you.” – she said holding her hand under your chin. Smiling, she held her hand, looking back at her own children. That was their cue as Hyacinth rushed over to you. She wrapped her arms around you, hugging you tight.

“I have a new sister.” – she said squeezing you in her embrace. Colin tapped her on the shoulder, to let go. – “I have brought gifts for you all from my travels.” – you told them. You handed Hyacinth her gift as she gasped loud. You then gave everyone else their gift as they were obsessed with how wonderful it was. Colin smiled back at you, kissing your hand.

Proud that his family had accepted you and seen just how wonderful you are. Colin and you waited till the appropriate time after the social season to get married. Forever binding to each other. Travelling Europe together for business whenever it was needed. A life Colin couldn’t say goodbye to anymore.

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[magicpiano]

I have seen a few DCxMarvel dimension travel fics, and quite a few of them are of them are Peter Parker post-blip. Which gives me a crack fic idea: everyone who got snapped ended up in the DC universe. Yes, all of them.

The current world population is around eight billion, so half of that would be 4 billion... Yeah that would cause so so so many problems. But the DC universe is used to crazy shit.

Obviously there would be a sudden influx of "new" heroes and villains but with absolutely no context it is hard to figure out who is who.

Batman immediately trying to make contingency plans for all these new heroes and villains as well as figure out their civilian identities but this is very difficult because literally no records exist yet.

Magic users from both worlds team up, but I think they were still unable to fix it, the infinity stones were just too powerful. Also I think Dr. Strange and Constantine can't stand each other.

While I am at it, Wonder Woman and Loki would probably hate each other too. DC is more Greek but it has had their own version of Norse mythology, so maybe they are the same and have beef?

They would struggle to feed and house that many new people, but getting them jobs and integrating them into society would be hard too. And good luck proving anything anyone says. "You swear you have a law degree from Harvard? Okay I guess."

Do doubles exist? Yeah a lot of people probably don't have an alternate universe double, but it stands to reason some do. How do you deal with having a new kind-of twin? Or a dead friend or relative coming back, but different? Or even someone you never knew/doesn't exist in this world insisting they are family.

Some au double ideas I have seen people toss around are: Dick Grayson as Richard Parker, Kara Danvers as Carol Danvers, Steve Trevor as Steve Rogers, and Slade Wilson as/being somehow related to Wade Wilson, but I am sure there are other fun ideas out there too.

The snap didn't just affect humans/earth! So other planets are having the same problems.

Then randomly, five years later, just when people were getting used to the change, they all disappear again without warning. This causes as many problems as the original appearance did.

[softsnzstuff]

THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN!!!

And lucky for you I’ve been working on it for months and it’s like allllmost done so stay tuned 😜

[dont-offend-the-bees]

i was tagged in 'wip wunday' by me ol' buddy ol' pal @williamvapespeare - cheers m'dears!

Many of my WIPS are in absolute STATES at the moment. Lonely Bones isn't really fit to be looked at and many of my other current ones are uh, ones for the side account 👀 So for now here's another snippet of the Charles & Cat King casefic, PLEASE motivate me to work on it I KNOW it's gonna be a banger one day...

Charles' eyes widened and he bounced to his feet. “Shit, is he alright?” The characteristic mother henning over Edwin wasn't weird. What was weird was the hand he held down, as if to help Thomas up off of the floor. Thomas eyed it, wary, and gracefully ascended on his own. “He's fine,” he said, speaking it softly but firmly into existence. “He's got tricks up his sleeve, a map and your little psychic friend, I'm sure he's sitting pretty.” Charles blinked. “Our what?” Thomas groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Memory spells, my favourite.” He raised his hands. He clicked his fingers to summon Charles’ attention, then waggled two of them. “Watch the bunny.” Charles furrowed his brows, but he didn't even fight him – just looked at his fingers with confused obedience. When Thomas let a seeking orb of purple magic flare at his fingertips the light fell on open, attentive eyes. And Thomas was not crazy about what he found in them. “Okay, yep, that is locked in,” Thomas sighed, dismissing the magic with another snap. “No way we're lifting that one without time to kill and preferably a truckload of reagents. Looks like it's gonna have to wait.” Charles blinked, dazed and squinting, like he'd caught himself staring at the sun. “Woah. You a wizard or something?” Thomas smiled wryly. “Or something.” “And you're… helping us solve this case? Whatever it is?” “That's pretty much the situation in a nutshell.” “Mate…” Charles… smiled at him. “That is brills!”

Thank you, friend! I'm tagging @tw0-ravens @dear-monday @laiqualaurelote @theflirtmeister @badassindistress @cosmicoceanfic and anyone else who feels like sharing something, consider yourself tagged by me! ^_^

[bbraeweek24]

Beast Boy and Raven are across from each other in an interrogation room. Beast Boy is sitting in the chair with his arms crossed and Raven is standing across the table from him, also with her arm crossed.

BB: ...

Raven: ...

BB: starts to sweat

Raven: ...

BB: starts to sweat more

Raven: ...

BB: I'M NOT WEARING THE SUIT!!!!

Raven: You'll wear the suit.

BB: IT'S ITCHY!!

Raven: It's just a cravat and a waistcoat, it's not like you'll be wearing a corset.

BBRae Week is this month!!! October 20th - 26th! Day 2 is Regency/Historical/Period Drama AU.

BB: Why is the neck SO HIGH?!?!

Raven walks around the table, leans down and whispers in Beast Boy's ear.

Raven: I like you in a suit. her breath ghosts over his ear And trust me, we'll have fun.

BB: blushes incandescently ... ok ...

[eltaninbubba]

There were few things that Harry knew with any certainty, but he knew without a doubt that Lord Draco Malfoy, fifth Earl of Wiltshire, would be the death of him.

[violets-emotionalbreakdown]

Something important for us all to remember is that we've had 3 years to make these characters our own, to internalize them. Fanon is not canon. My Vi is not your Vi is not my mutual's Vi. My Caitlyn is not your Caitlyn. My Jinx is not your Jinx.

We've had 3 years for them to grow and change, to identify with them and project on them, to mold them into what we need them to be.

We've had 3 years with an amazing starting point where we could veer off in so many different directions, not constrained by knowing what comes next.

We're about to know what comes next. All those possibilities, those dreams for what we wanted, are going to be unequivocally canon divergent (except for every fic writer who called Vi being a street/pit fighter, they get to be smug as hell).

There is only one canon.

I've fallen prey to this before, where after a long gap and making a character mine, she didn't react in the new canon to things like my version of her would have. That's ok. It doesn't make it bad storytelling on the actual writer's part. That doesn't make it out of character.

You get me? It doesn't make it bad or ooc if the characters in the new season aren't the way you predicted or want them to be. You will have time afterward to incorporate the new information, possibly re-evaluate your view of them, and make them your own again. (For good this time, bc it's the last season.)

So just watch and let things play out and let them settle before you get upset, ok?

[softcenteregg]

// the sea that carries you home //

Manifesting my deep fondness for some period drama, in this case, the 1700s

[suffarustuffaru]

i need to share my very horrible idea to combine the reinhard/julius/otto/subaru boy drama into one julius-centric fic

ok so a little while ago ive made all kinds of ottojuli and reinjuli posts and while i havent finished all my major julisuba posts Yet i am quite fond of julisuba also and i think itd be incredibly funny if you just dumped all of these ships into one story. just go ALL IN on that boy drama!!!! go big or go home amirite!!!! the worlds WORST love trapezoid youve ever seen!!!!

this post is just me rambling fic ideas bc i sadly dont have time for Every Fic Idea and also i just. i just think itd be funny putting multiple ships with the same person in them into one fic. on a serious level its like mimicking real life relationships where sometimes people come and go and you have different dynamics with each person!! on another level i just think this is also very funny so!! here we go. under the cut:

anyway so my idea for this is that you know, julius of course meets reinhard when hes ten and reinhard is eight and then it alters julius's brain chemistry. at first he's in complete awe of reinhard. and then over time the shame starts setting in. that julius isnt as strong as reinhard. and the jealousy sets in a bit too, so julius's got this chip in his shoulder trying to carry his family's legacy and trying to carry the weight of knighthood to be as perfect as possible. to be as close to reinhard as he can. they meet again in their teens and julius shows reinhard the ropes of like basic knight stuff bc reinhard just joined the knights. and of course reinjuli become friends but julius has spent his whole life quietly watching reinhard from afar and now julius still has that distance with reinhard even as theyre supposedly friends now. reinhard is a God, you know? his powers and his leash from the kingdom and his family keep him distant and the two of them are ignoring that. classic homoerotic "do i want him or want to be him" friendship where both of you are too scared to get any closer for various reasons with a Twist (reinhard's very real monster complex that keeps getting validated bc Everyone Around Him thinks hes a monster).

anyway but then julius remembers that you know, shit between reinhard and him wont work out for many reasons, like reinhards family deciding to torment julius at various points in his life (heinkel, whos julius's boss, and reid, who went from julius's childhood idol to. you know.), and also reinhard needs to have kids because hes the sword saint, and also homophobia exists in rezero. and also even if those werent all obstacles julius still has his Complexes connected to reinhard and they got that distance between them so. no go. (repression gets in the way of relationships :((( )

also quick side note is that ex 4 happens and julius reinhard ferris go to vollachia and julius interrupts a meeting with vincent vollachia himself to go "I UNDERSTOOD THAT LITERARY REFERENCE YOU JUST MADE. THATS A REALLY GOOD REFERENCE I LIKED IT A LOT" bc hes a massive nerd and ig this is slightly-more-of-a-disaster-gay julius au so julius is like ............................. vincent was kinda cool for that.

AND THEN SUBARU CRASHES INTO JULIUS'S LIFE and julius is like seeing this guy who's also got a chip in his shoulder and then he insults the knights and says the knights are all depending on their dads (nepotism) and julius is like .......the chip in my shoulder was bad enough and also youre kinda like me fr. and you are clearly a fucking misguided kid so now i have to save your ass. i cant NOT save your ass. and reinhards like "julius and subaru nooo you dont have to do this :((((" and julius cant admit atm that hes also doing this to save subarus life so julius is just like "he disrespected the knights >:(((("

but yes we all know what happened there. julius saves subarus life. julius has to slice subarus throat in that one failed loop. they become friends across several timelines. they also homoerotically share souls, you know, typical bromance things, rivals to lovers except subarus the one going YOURE MY RIVAL and julius is like he is SUCH an upstart. hes really grown on me like a fungus but thats the appeal. and julius i think sees subaru as like a kindred spirit (or at least thats how i interpret julisuba) except subaru is like way more freer than julius is. same desire to prove yourself but subarus not restraining himself constantly like julius. its sometimes to the point of recklessness and general stupidity and what have you, but his boldness and bravery and determination and heart really is admirable.........................

yeah so anyway julius falls for ANOTHER guy again, you know how it is sometimes. the heart wants what it wants and julius is cursed to always have the worst meetings with his closest friends. and of course julius gets heartbroken bc wtf i have to kill my new friend :((( noo!!!! but in the finished loop its like. oh subaru...... hes really improved himself. hes grown so much already. hes kind of. inspirational really. idk how he does it. except subarus you know got that Mystery to him the same way reinhard does (theyre traumatized and Cant Take About It Normally so they just randomly lore drop what they can) and also subarus SUPER into emilia. and julius is like .................... well. subarus taken. haha. and reinhards. taken. fuck me. fuck. and like somethings going on with subaru and rem and emilia right. fuck. and subarus got his whole toxic masculinity / gender crisis..... and he doesnt know hes Bisexual yet...... man. what a loss for julius amirite haha.

and also subarus busy after arc 3........... and julius has no idea whats happening there but that seems Real serious :(( and julius's got other things to attend to so he hopes subaru reaches out to him eventually..... or that they cross paths again since subarus in the emilia camp and julius is in ana camp (and of course reinhard is in felt camp and like that was a whole debacle bc wtf. reinhard, u do know thatd be a big deal to our mutual friend felix?). so. julius pines from afar ONCE AGAIN HAHA.

(also of course subarus still attracted to reinhard here. its um. well julisuba can bond now over pining over reinhard but thats for later also!!)

anyway of course during arc 3 julius briefly runs into some gray haired merchant twink thats being dragged around by subaru bc ana camp rescued this guy from a cave somewhere??? and this new guy and subaru made a deal or whatever so he was just helping out in the background of the fight against sloth??

and whaddya know................ julius goes to drink at a bar bc you know he probably tastes wine for fun in his free time (hes definitely Fond of wine anyway iirc) and now hes Sad over the Ones That Got Away so. bar it is. and gray haired merchant twink is there!! no way. they start talking a bit casually while drinking you know and julius's taste is Unfortunately either the graceful ones (anastasia, because julius has great taste in women) or the cringe fail ones (all the twinks - except for felix - that julius keeps having the wildest first meetings with, because julius has slightly shit taste in men) so julius is like huh this otto guys kinda funny lol. endearing in a weird way!! and -

oops they both end up being a little. they make a little bit of a move on each other. bc they were drinking and got a Bit tipsy. ottos Also not over the one that got away (subaru) (again) and hey. the finest knight truly is. Fine. objectively fine. totally. so you know. things get a little out of hand, maybe they do a bit of cringe fail flirting hidden underneath five million layers of repression and the Horrors of Being Known but ultimately they both embarrass themselves somehow (read: how far they went with each other while under the influence is up to you) and agree to Never Speak of This Again bc oopsies they were both technically each other's first time being Straightforwardly Not Straight with another man. oops. anyway julius has to go back to his camp and otto fucking bolts but he bolts right into subaru and gets his ass dragged into sanctuary drama.

julius is totally not a little bit envious about that.................... about otto getting to accompany subaru to sanctuary... but dont worry julius!! youll get to make up for it later!! bc eventually arc 5 stuff happens. and julius is Glad to see reinhard and subaru again. even with all the Baggage. and subaru is of course Weird about julius but eventually subaru reassures julius after they both confide in each other about the astrea drama (theyre honorary astreas via being dragged into the astrea family mess). and subarus reassuring to julius in a whole new way okay. subaru, whos unrestrained and incapable of being on the down low about anything, and julius, whos always holding himself back with a gazillion layers of repression, starts learning to let go a bit...

but also juliotto meet again. its terribly awkward and they both agreed to never speak of their awkward encounters again. subaru is going ??? and reinhard is clueless. otto then also goes to save reinhard and felt from heinkel trying to take felt hostage, which was also terribly awkward but reinhard and felt are grateful about it (but lbr if reinhard and otto knew each other deeper reinhard would maybe be a little. Apprehensive. around otto while otto would be sympathetic with reinhard bc hes like male emilia). but then while otto manages not to get erased by gluttony....... julius gets erased. of course. which you know results in being forgotten by reinhard in julius's THIRD first meeting ever with reinhard. and subarus the only one who remembers him of course.

then arc 6 happens :,))))) and julius of course has to confront his ideas of knighthood, his identity, his self esteem, and who he is outside of His Name. and also julius gets his ass beat by reid. his childhood idol. who reinhard KNEW was a shitty person but never ever told julius (whether this is because reinhard wanted to spare julius's hero worship or because reinhard never got the chance to tell julius is hard to say lajdsf). but julius does get to triumphantly win in the end!! grow as a person!!! learn to undo a bit of that repression and not hold himself to impossible standards all the time!! hes growing still!!! hes finally solidified his friendships with people like subaru and emilia!! hes remaking his relationship with anastasia!! hes asserted himself, hes planning on going to meet reinhard again one day and duel him!! things are looking up even if its still bittersweet that he doesnt have his name back yet!! does this mean?? perhaps?? a HAPPY ENDING?? julius can have the two men (reinhard and subaru) he admires the most in his life?????? as friends???? or as boyfriends?????? slowburn mutual pining????????????????????????????????????????

and then comes. arc 8 otto. that piece of shit.

julius is very much someone who has to grapple with the weight of the expectations that people throw at him. and also reinhard is someone who May envy julius a bit, but there's also you know, joshua and subaru with the Explicit Envy and (past) resentment because theyre placing heavy expectations on julius!! theyre pointing blame at julius!! julius is trying to find himself outside of stuff like that, especially after arc 6, but he's still got stuff to work on you know? he still has duties to fulfill!! loyalty that he has to act on bc hes gotta help subaru and co in arc 8!! and then in comes otto.

otto is also someone with expectation placed on him, but its Different. ottos mostly a nobody and when hes Not a nobody, his reputation tends to be Derogatory. hes a menace. hes a bad luck charm. hes grappling with the fact that he has to keep being left behind - post-arc 5 bc he was injured, but also repeatedly during arcs 7 and 8 because hes too physically weak to be on the same playing field as emilia or garfiel or subaru on the battlefield. he feels Useless after placing his identity on the expectation that hes Dependable and Useful.

julius is a bit more on even ground with otto now that julius is. also mostly a nobody bc his name is still gone. and also julius had to deal with having that part of his identity crushed. julius tried to be useful over and over in arc 6 only to get his ass repeatedly curb stomped by reid in the beginning. he was a nobody. he wasnt dependable anymore. and also otto is that one guy he had a Passing Fling with over having The Ones Who Got Away and julius was still vaguely hopeful about maybe being pals at least but ottos brushed him off a bit since arc 5. theyre like each others secrets you know? and now otto doesnt know that shit - julius is the only one who Knows - and otto also hates julius's fucking guts now. over SUBARU. and julius has been through this whole rodeo clown circus with arc 3 subaru so this is an absolutely terrible ride through memory lane.

and this is julius's THIRD twink that hates him for terribly unfair reasons. julius is very tired and a bit heartbroken in this au trying to pretend it doesnt bother him. on one level it doesnt. bc ottos pathetic and clearly Overcompensating for Something. on another level it kinda does bc julius had a Thing going with otto. and otto is the complete opposite of julius. like hes different from the other guys julius has liked.

julisuba is about complimentary opposites - they appear Extremely Different at first glance but theyre very similar. theyre people who try to look and act bigger than they are, people who keep reaching to be The Best, to be Perfect, because theyre overcompensating. theyre worried their entire identity is only built off of trying to be bigger than the shadow that other people in their lives (like their families) cast. but they cant reach perfection. and julius is like subaru but if subaru tried to really make himself "refined" - if he tried to stop putting his heart on his sleeve all the time. reinsuba are very similar too. theyre very refined knights who try to keep themselves in check at all times while the weight of the world is on their shoulders. they cant have a hair out of place. except julius is like the "smaller" version of reinhard. julius is less powerful. its like comparing a human and a "god" - reinhard, whos untouchable. but its a double edged sword, because julius gets to be a normal person, because half the expectation placed on him is also purely from himself, while reinhard isnt. reinhard isnt Free. hes on a leash by the kingdom and his family. julius even gets his kind of "celebrity" status stolen from him via the loss of his name. hes truly kind of Normal now - julius is like if reinhard didnt have his crazy abilities and had a little more of a chance to be free.

otto? yeah otto is. very very far from all of that. hes so obviously imperfect that most of his reputation, when its brought up, is just him being known as a mess who's caused various forms of chaos everywhere he goes. either that or hes just. There. Invisible. very very average. and otto is someone who wants a nice comfortable life, someone who wants to fit in - julius and subaru arent Exactly like that, and while reinhard also wants to be normal, ottos the one who has more of an opportunity. but he doesnt. because otto Dooms Himself by being recklessly cutthroat. otto is like if subaru was just. More of an asshole, so ottojuli would just be a rather Extreme Challenge for julius to have to deal with HAH. and normally otto is someone who repays how people treat him - a very "you treat me like this, i'll treat you the same way in turn" kind of deal, except ottos developed a vendetta against julius and its basically like if subaru never let go of his arc 3 julius vendetta.

yes so anyway. etc etc stuff probably happens but i ran out of ideas lajdlfjasdf i just think combining ALL the boy drama and recontextualizing + adding to canon would be. batshit crazy. and terribly entertaining. im so sorry julius but i want to see you crack a bit under the pressure. reinjuli as a ship is like tragic gay yearning that never goes anywhere past being friends with quiet homoerotic tension, then julisuba is. you know. extreme rivals to lovers, starts out Rough but then ends up being super super sweet and theyre Trying their best underneath the self esteem issues. and then ottojuli is. toxic yaoi at its finest (pun intended). you get Every flavor of mlm possible!!

ok so you may be asking "ok what would you even name this fic then" and to that i say that this would be called To All the Boys I've Loved Before.

anyway i really wanna write this idea someday ill inform you guys (if youre reading this and are Interested) if it ever happens :< so. in conclusion this is just julius the entire time throughout all of these events:

[elephantlovemedleys]

A breeze offers them a chance to intertwine, space between them almost non-existent. Back pressed against his chest, his left arm is wrapped around her body, the fingers skimming down the length of her arm. She doesn’t know where he begins and she ends.

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In short: Elizabeth and Robert share a quiet, intimate moment waking up next to each other.

Tagging: @theladyelizabeth for encouraging me to post this silly little thing ❤️

[delicatebarness]

winters widow | chapter ix

Summary: In the aftermath of the devastating attack on Winter's Reach, The White Wolf awakes.

Warning: Mentions of previous Sexual Assault. Violence. Murder. Trauma and Revenge.

Word Count: 1752

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A/N: You know I love a good Bucky-centered chapter now and then. - Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as mine. - B

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Winter’s Reach was left strained in the aftermath of the attack. The once grand halls echoed the grim task of assessing the damage and planning its repairs. Lord James paced back and forth inside the council room, his face a mask of determination. The Reach’s advisors gathered around the long table, his father at the head as they gathered around the long table. Their voices were hushed as they discussed the damaged and necessary steps to recovery.

“The eastern walls are breached,” an advisor reported, his voice weary. “We lost a significant portion of our defenses. Rebuilding will take weeks– if not months.” 

Lord James’ mind was elsewhere, barely registering the advisor's words. His heart ached for you, the sight of you broken and terrified still haunted him. He had been by your side every moment since, trying to comfort you, but he was helpless against the darkness that claimed your spirit. 

Another advisor spoke up, his voice hesitant. “My lord, we must also address the matter of the attacker who… who violated Lady Romanoff.” 

The gravity of the words hung heavy in the air as the room fell silent. Lord James stopped pacing, his eyes darkened with a dangerous fury. Turning on his heel, he faced the advisor, fist clenching at his sides. 

His fists slammed down on the table, the sound echoing through the chamber. “I will not rest until they pay for what they’ve done.” Lord James spat, his voice trembling with rage. 

Uneasy glances were exchanged between the advisors, unsure of how to respond to Lord James’ outburst. Lord Barnes, James’ father, and more seasoned commander cleared his throat and spoke carefully.

“James, we understand your pain and anger. But, we must remain focused on rebuilding and ensuring the safety of Winter’s Reach. Vengeance, while justified, cannot cloud your judgment or priorities.” 

“Very well, Father,” Lord James’ said, his voice firm but laced with pain. “We will rebuild, strengthen our defenses. Winter’s Reach needs us now more than ever.” 

The advisors and his father nodded in agreement, their resolve matched that of their young lord. Together, they turned their focus back to the tasks at hand, determined to store Winter’s Reach. 

However, Lord James had his own plan simmering in his mind. As the council continued to discuss logistics and strategy, he excused himself, claiming he needed a moment to clear his mind. Understanding the weight of the situation, the advisors and his father did not question his departure. 

Once outside the council chambers, Lord James made his way down to the kennels. Fierce and loyal, the wolves sensed his approach and stirred restlessly. His heart was heavy but resolute as he selected the strongest, most capable among them. With his wolves at his side, he ascended the stairs to your chambers. 

He paused at the threshold, the scent of fear lingered in the air, and memories of the last time he entered flooded his mind as his heart ached. Sensing their master’s turmoil, the wolves whined softly. Steeling himself, Lord James entered the room, guiding the wolves to the torn nightgown and the blood-stained sheets. He waited for them to pick up the scent, their keen noses twitching as they locked onto the trail. 

Leading them out of the Reach and into the night, he was satisfied that they had the scent. Hanging high in the sky, the full moon cast an eerie glow over the landscape. Lord James rode Alpine with purpose, the wolves beside him, their eyes glowing with a predatory gleam. 

As they made their way through the forest, the scent grew stronger, leading them closer to the one who had brought such pain and devastation. Lord James’ resolve hardened with every step Alpine took. 

The soft padding of the wolves’ paws and the rustle of leaves under hooves, were the only sounds against the night. He felt a cold, fierce determination settling over him, he would avenge you, and he would bring the attacker to justice. 

The wolves moved deeper into the first as the scent grew stronger. Their keen senses led them unerringly toward their quarry. Soon, Lord James’ came upon a small clearing where a campfire flickered weakly. Eerie shadows cast across the surrounding trees.

Hunched over and muttering to himself, was the man who had shattered the peace of Winter’s Reach. Looking up, his eyes widened with fear as he sensed the presence of the wolves, a moment before he saw Lord James. 

“You stole something from me,” Lord James spoke, his voice a low, dangerous growl under his mouth guard. 

Panic flickered across the man’s face as he scrambled to his feet. “I don’t even know who the fuck you are.” 

Dismounting Alpine, Lord James took a step forward, his gaze cold and unyielding as he removed the mouth guard. “The White Wolf.” 

Fear dawned in the attacker’s eyes as recognition flickered within them. But, it was too late. The Lord raised a hand to his lips and let out a sharp, piercing whistle. Eyes glinting in the moonlight, the wolves sprang into action. 

With no time to react, the wolves were upon the man, their teeth bared and growls ferocious. He screamed, the sound of pure terror, as the wolves dragged him to the ground. Lord James watched, a smirk etched across his lips as his face contoured into a mask of grim satisfaction. 

He approached the writhing figure on the ground, watching as the wolves tore into the man, their fury matched Lord James’ own. The sound of his screams echoed throughout the forest, yet there was no one to hear them, no one to come save the man from the retribution of the White Wolf and his pack. 

Standing over the scene, Lord James’ heart was heavy but resolute. He had vowed to you that he would protect you, to avenge you, and now he had taken the first step toward fulfilling his promise. 

With a final commanding whistle, Lord James called the wolves off as the attacker’s screams eventually began to face. The wolves obediently retreated, their muzzles stained with blood, and their eyes glinting with the same predatory gleam. 

Looking down at the motionless figure on the forest ground, the wolves stood watch, their breaths visible in the cold midnight air. They maintained a protective circle around their master. 

His mind was a tumult of rage and sorrow, and he stared down at the attacker– The man who had stolen from the one person he loved most. For that, he deserved no mercy.

Lord James knelt beside the man with a cold determination. His hand gripped the hilt of his sword, and he unsheathed it with a steely resolve. The blade reflected the light of the moon, illuminating the unyielding resolve in Lord James’ eyes. 

“This is for the pain you caused,” he whispered, carrying a weight of his anger and grief. “For the innocence you stole, for the fear you instilled, and for the life you shattered.” 

Barely conscious, the man looked up at the lord with terror-filled eyes. Lord James raised his sword as the man tried to speak, to plead, but no words came. His blade was poised to strike.

“For Winter’s Reach,” he murmured, his voice unwavering. “For my lady.” 

With a swift, decisive motion, James brought his sword down. Cutting cleanly, the blade served the attacker’s head from his body. 

The forest fell silent. The only sound remaining was the faint rustle of leaves in the breeze.

His breath came in ragged gasps as the reality of what he had done settled over him, as he stood. He had exacted his revenge, taking a life, and in doing so, had upheld the honor of Winter’s Reach. Yet, his victory felt hollow, his actions pressing heavily on his soul. 

Nuzzling him in silent support, the wolves came to Lord James’ side as they sensed the shift in his demeanor. Sheathing his sword, Lord James’ gaze lingered on the lifeless body for a moment long before turning away. Nodding down at the eldest of the wolves. 

“Home,” he said softly to the wolves, his voice heavy as he mounted Alpine once more that night. 

The lord’s thoughts were consumed with you as he made his way back to the Reach. He thought of the pain you had endured and the healing that still lay ahead. He knew the journey was far from over, but for now, he had done what he needed to do. 

As he approached Winter’s Reach, the sight brought a sense of bittersweet relief. He had avenged you, but now he faced the challenge of helping you head, the rebuilding of trust and security that had been so brutally taken from you. 

Entering the grounds, the wolves still at his side, he guided them back to the kennels and settled Alpine back in her stable. He made his way to his chambers, pausing outside the door, steadying his breath before stepping inside. 

Sitting by the window, your gaze distant and haunted. You turned to see him standing there, and a flicker of understanding crossed your face. Suspicion of what he had done, the justice he had sought in the darkness of the forest Yet, you chose not to comment, the silent acknowledgment passing between you. 

Lord James moved to be by your side, his voice gentle and reassuring. “You should get some rest, my love,” he softly urged, his eyes full of concern and love.

The weight of exhaustion lay heavily on your shoulders as you nodded. You moved slowly to the bed and settled in. Lord James watched you for a moment, as he respected your space, he longed with the desire to comfort you, to hold you close. He knew you needed time, and rest to begin healing. 

The flickering flames of the fireplace cast a warm glow over the room as he sat in the nearby chair. He kept watch, his eyes never straying far from you as you lay in bed, drifting into an uneasy sleep. 

The night had been long and harrowing, but in the quiet of his chambers, there was a sense of fragile peace. Lord James vowed silently to himself that he would ensure that the future held nothing but light and love for both of you. He would stand by you, and protect you, and as the dawn broke over Winter’s Reach, he promised a new beginning, a glimmer of hope in the wake of the darkness that had passed.

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[hollowed-theory-hall]

Do you think gay marriage is legalized in the WW (at least in Harry’s time in the 90s)? I lean towards no as I don’t really see the WW being that anymore progressive (most likely less) than we are when it comes to sexuality (Also I don’t think it helps that they are a culture that highly values continuing the magical bloodlines). What’s your take?

I agree with you here. I don't think it's likely that they legalized same-sex marriages.

In Hogwarts Legacy, there are Nora and Priya Tradwell who are two women who were married to each other in 1890. That being said, I don't really consider HL 100% canon since other aspects of it contradict the books (the castle is gorgeous but why is the potions classroom not in the dungeons?!). So, I'm kinda picking and choosing what's canon when it comes to the video games.

But in the books, we don't see any indication that it's legal or treated any differently than in the muggle world at the time.

The only real reference I could recall from the books to anything gay (explicitly) is Dudley taunting Harry about being gay (because this happened):

“What d’you mean, I’m not brave in bed?” said Harry, completely nonplussed. “What — am I supposed to be frightened of pillows or something?” “I heard you last night,” said Dudley breathlessly. ���Talking in your sleep. Moaning.” “What d’you mean?” Harry said again, but there was a cold, plunging sensation in his stomach. He had revisited the graveyard last night in his dreams. Dudley gave a harsh bark of laughter then adopted a high-pitched, whimpering voice. “ ‘Don’t kill Cedric! Don’t kill Cedric!’ Who’s Cedric — your boyfriend?” “I — you’re lying —” said Harry automatically. But his mouth had gone dry. He knew Dudley wasn’t lying — how else would he know about Cedric? “ ‘Dad! Help me, Dad! He’s going to kill me, Dad! Boo-hoo!’ ” “Shut up,” said Harry quietly. “Shut up, Dudley, I’m warning you!” “ ‘Come and help me, Dad! Mum, come and help me! He’s killed Cedric! Dad, help me! He’s going to —’ Don’t you point that thing at me!” Dudley backed into the alley wall. Harry was pointing the wand directly at Dudley’s heart. Harry could feel fourteen years’ hatred of Dudley pounding in his veins — what wouldn’t he give to strike now, to jinx Dudley so thoroughly he’d have to crawl home like an insect, struck dumb, sprouting feelers — “Don’t ever talk about that again,” Harry snarled. “D’you understand me?”

(OotP, 15)

I can't say much more than Harry is bothered, whether it is about the assumption that Cedric is his boyfriend or that Dudley makes fun of Cedric's death is up to guesswork (I think it's probably a bit of both). But it doesn't appear other sexualities are any more accepted or openly talked about in the WW compared to the muggle one. I'd say even less in all likelihood.

I also agree with you on how important having children and continuing the family line is for pure-bloods (which is at least 50% of their population), I doubt they encourage gay marriage. Honestly, the more accepting pure-bloods probably treat it like: "Sleep with whoever you want in your free time, but get married and give us an heir", while other families are probably worse.

That being said, we do see on the family tapestry that both Alphard Black and Cassiopia Black didn't get married or have kids, so if you have enough siblings to carry the family line for you, you could get away with not getting married and having children. But with how Andromeda was disowned for marrying a muggleborn, it's likely anything less than the perfect pure-blood marriage would have had to stay fairly hidden for you to not get disowned.

I also agree that with how archaic many aspects of their culture are (from quills to their education standards, to candles, to the fact canning students was practiced at Hogwarts when Molly and Arthur Weasley were students, etc...), it's highly unlikely they're more progressive than muggles when it comes to, well, anything. Like, indoor plumbing supposedly came to Hogwarts in the 18th century alongside the muggle advancements in this field, but it was noted in Pottermore that wizards rarely copy from muggles to such a degree. So, I don't think wizards would be pioneering gay rights or anything like that.

So, yeah, I agree, I don't think same-sex couples could legally get married in the Wizarding World as there is no indication they can, but I don't think they're getting executed either (as was the case in the UK in the late 19th century), so, there's at least that. I think it's treated like a dirty secret that'll cause a scandal in some circles, but it's not illegal to be gay in the WW.

[funakounasoul]

I drew a pic...for the fic.

I can't believe I did it, though lmao

(I was tempted to add a sleepy Nomoto imagining this in the corner but decided to make a fully romantic piece)