#ship: rosvolio

[rosalinesbenvolio]

Happy To Be Here (I’m Happy To Know You)

Rosaline catches on immediately, though the happy flush of a morning spent with her favorite person doesn’t quite sour. “Not 1028 West Walnut, Liv,” Rosaline groans, drawing her elbow free of her sister’s so she can smack her in the shoulder out of sisterly ire. “You know what dad says, that—”

“—‘that you can’t just go searching for your soulmate, you have to come across them naturally’, I know.” Livia finishes their father’s romantic mantra overtop Rosaline saying it, voices nearly in-sync after hearing it parroted to them so often as children.

Growing up with a soulmark that reads —body paint? Well I happen to be quite talented in all artistic mediums. has been a bit of a struggle. Thanks, Benvolio.

Read the rest on ao3 here!

[bonneibennett]

You look happy. We were.

[mejcinta]

The love triangle trope is overdone.

What happened to the days when a pairing was the Romeo/Juliet or an Author/Gwen or a Clark/Lois? When two souls and hearts were tied in everlasting love, care and sensitivity for each other---forsaking all others and family, if need be, to be happy forever?

Remember the days when the worst thing to happen was if a TV couple argued, mistrusted each other's abilities to make key decisions, broke an oath, had to part ways as destiny demands, were from two different worlds, had different world views and dreams...and that caused them to separate (not a love triangle scenario)?

It's almost like there's many, many reasons to make a ship interesting without throwing in a love triangle, eh?

[savingssc]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Still Star-Crossed (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Benvolio Montague/Rosaline Capulet, Romeo Montague/Juliet Capulet, Rosaline Capulet & Livia Capulet, Benvolio Montague & Romeo Montague & Mercutio Characters: Rosaline Capulet, Benvolio Montague, Mercutio, Romeo Montague, Livia Capulet, Juliet Capulet, Damiano Montague Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, ben's uncle is an asshole, Swearing, Banter, their banter gives me life tbh, Hurt/Comfort, Whump Summary:

Modern!AU. The Capulets and the Montagues end up staying at the same hotel, on the same floor, for summer vacation, and though that wasn't their decision, what happened over the next few months was entirely of their own making.

[shortcrust]

The fact that Benvolio said ‘Escalus is the one you love, he is the one you trust’ and Rosaline picked up not on love but on the trust, and gave that part back to him, because she has been treated like a burden or an object, passed around and robbed of agency again and again, and in saying ‘I trust you’ she says ‘you have never once looked at me like that and that has been a rarity in my life’ and ‘we are partners’ and ‘I could see myself building something with you’ and ‘Escalus loves me but he wants to possess me and I do not choose that for myself’ and well to cut a long story short it makes me want to claw my face off

[alleyskywalker]

montacrew confession time

This was spawned from a conversation with @team-mom-wannabe about how Romeo and Mercutio would go about telling each other they’re dating Juliet and Tybalt respectively in a modern AU setting. And I was like “yea and THEN they’d be like, ‘oh shit, now we have to tell Benvolio too.’” And then I wrote about how they tell Benvolio lol. (Fluffy, silly and a tad sappy - just wanted to let them all be happy for a sec.)

“We need to tell you something.”

Benvolio put his book aside and looked up at his friends who were standing shoulder-to-shoulder in front of him, looking some version of both guilty and nervous, but also oddly excited. “Alright,” Benvolio said, folding his arms and preparing for the worst. “What did the two of you do this time and how illegal is it?”

Romeo laughed nervously. “It’s not illegal. Promise.” He glanced over at Mercutio, looking like he might actually have a heart attack. Mercutio reached over and took his hand.

Benvolio’s eyes went wide. “Oh my god. Are you fucking serious? How long has this been going on?”

Romeo shrugged. “Like five months by now.”

“I don’t know really. Because it was just like sex at first. And then kind of on-and-off and then that whole thing happened but then a couple of months ago we decided that we just as might make a real go at it?” Mercutio paused. “Wait, but how did you even know?”

Benvolio was still staring at them. “I didn’t until now. I guess looking back it makes sense.”

“Wait, but we haven’t even told you anything…” Romeo’s look of wariness was now melting into confusion.

Benvolio rolled his eyes. “I mean, I’m not that stupid.” He nodded at their joined hands. “I always kind of wondered if you two were in love with one another.”

Romeo and Mercutio looked down and, as though realizing something, instantly let go of each other. Their eyes met and they burst out laughing.

Benvolio, now even more confused, said, “What? What did I say?”

“Man, you thought we were dating?” Romeo was laughing so hard he had to sit down on the floor.

“You’re not?”

“Hey, I make an excellent boyfriend, so excuse you,” Mercutio said, still laughing, and sat down as well.

“Wait, shut up. If you’re not dating each other…then what did you want to tell me?”

Romeo and Mercutio stopped laughing immediately and their nervous expressions returned.

Benvolio rolled his eyes. “Just tell me, guys.” He slid off the couch to sit on the floor with them.

Romeo and Mercutio glanced at each other a blurted out their respective confessions at the exact same time, so all Benvolio heard was, “I’m dating jutylietbalcatpulet.” Benvolio rolled his eyes and said slowly, as though speaking to little children, “One at a time please?”

Romeo took a deep breath. “I’m dating Juliet Capulet.”

There was a moment of silence in which Benvolio blinked at him, processing the information. “Like, Tybalt’s cousin? The pretty one?”

Romeo nodded. “I know, I know what you’re going to say, especially after….the thing.” He bit his lip and instinctively moved a couple of inches closer to Mercutio as he always did when the confrontation with Tybalt that ended in Mercutio’s month-long hospitalization came up. “But she had nothing to do with that! She was actually really upset when she heard that Tybalt tried to pick a fight and stuff. She’s super sweet and you’ll love her, Ben, if you just give her a chance.”

Benvolio glanced over at Mercutio as though to assess his thoughts on the whole thing, then nodded seriously. “I guess. Damn, Romeo, even your choice of girlfriend is angsty and complicated.”

Romeo smiled sheepishly.

“Well, that’s hardly the wort thing you could have told me. Though I’m concerned that your parents will flip out if they ever find out.”

“They probably will.’

“They definitely will,” Mercutio put in.

Romeo glared at him. “Your turn,” he said, in a tone that sounded a lot like, revenge for that comment, asshole.

Mercutio tried to put on a grin, but it came out looking nervous and uncomfortable. “Close proximity to our dear Romeo has clearly infected me with his brand of stupidity because…I’m dating Tybalt. Capulet.”

Benvolio’s eyes went so wide they looked like they were going to pop out of his head at any moment. “Tybalt? As in…the Tybalt that tried to kill you?”

“Well technically he tried to kill Romeo.”

“The Tybalt that tried to kill Romeo?”

Mercutio rolled his eyes. “That’s the exact reaction Romeo had. How are you two so clearly related?”

Romeo shrugged.

“Look, man,” Mercutio said, a little sheepish. “He’s hot and…he’s not really that bad when you get to know him. Like yea, ok, he’s a poser and an asshole but he’s really loyal to people he cares about—”

“—and murders the ones he doesn’t.” Benvolio cut in.

“He snuck into the hospital to see me when you guys weren’t there and like… I don’t really have an explanation for it like Romeo does, ok? But I like him a lot and I think it could maybe work. I’d like to try, anyway.”

“I did point out to him,” Romeo said, “that Tybalt hates us.”

“And as I told Romeo, I told Tybalt that we can’t be together if he doesn’t learn to respect my friends. He said he would work on it. I’d like to think I can expect the same from you.” Notes of defensiveness were slipping into Mercutio’s voice, but his expression was still vulnerable.

Benvolio scooted closer to them so that the three of them were now sitting in a tight circle with their knees touching. “When did you guys tell each other?” Benvolio asked, feeling just a little miffed that they came to each other first, and only then to him.

“Right before we went to tell you. It’s not personal, Ben. It’s just that we already have the place together and you’re only moving in next month….So it kind of just happened.” Romeo looked acceptably apologetic.

Benvolio shook his head. “No, I get it—”

“Also, you’re more judgement,” Mercutio said with a grin, the tension having mostly drained out of him.

Benvolio scoffed and gave him a small shove. “I’m like a million times less judgmental than you.” They all grinned at each other. “But seriously, as long as you guys are happy, I’m happy too.” There was a moment of silence in which Benvolio nudged Mercutio and gave him an inquiring look to which Mercutio nodded.

“What?” Romeo asked, looking between them.

“So…I have a confession too,” Benvolio said slowly. “Mercutio already kind of knows but I wasn’t sure how to tell you, Romeo, since I didn’t know about your new girlfriend…” He hesitated for another moment, waiting for Romeo to nod in encouragement. “I asked Rosaline out and she said yes.”

For a moment Romeo just blinked at him, then groaned dramatically and hid his face in his hands. “You just had to choose my former crush, didn’t you?”

Mercutio cackled gleefully and threw an arm over Romeo’s shoulders. “I’m going to enjoy this so much.”

Romeo, his face still in his hands even as his ears turned bright read, said, “Well, you’re both ace, so at least there’s that.”

They ended the evening with pizza, cheap vodka, Xbox and far too many of Mercutio’s dick jokes. Something as silly as who was dating whom was not about the split up the Montacrew.

[queenofchildren]

Don't get caught up in caution when love exists - Chapter 1

I should probably make a post announcing this fic, even if I’ve only written a little bit of it, so here goes.

What happens when, just before the most important day of your life, you get on a plane with an insufferable stranger only for that plane to crash over the wilderness?

What happens when the one person you have to rely on to survive makes you question everything you thought you knew about yourself?

Brienne and Jaime are about to find out.

(Loosely inspired by the movie "The Mountain Between Us".)

[on ao3]

[openmouthwideeye]

@jaimebrienneonline I feel like this is information every JB writer needs. For etymological reasons

@isolacaramella Maybe all those blue dresses in Brienne’s closet are the cause of your writer’s block?

[thesimoneashley]

Benvolio and Rosaline being pretty and flirty together. Still Star-Crossed, 1.03 “All the world’s a stage”. <3 Image Credit: Wade-Briggs.org

[bonneibennett]

SSC 1.04 | You know the truth, and you’re all I have.

[kateknowsdramas]

Shoutout to everyone using their OTP ship names as passwords.

[savingssc]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Still Star-Crossed (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Benvolio Montague/Rosaline Characters: Benvolio Montague, Rosaline Additional Tags: Sharing a Bed Summary:

Set during 1x05. True to his word, Benvolio sleeps on the floor. Rosaline starts to feel guilty.

[vigilantewives]

You’re innocent... and kind... and a good friend.

I trust you.

Rosaline Capulet is my friend. I will never lie to her. That is why she trusts me.

You’re all I have. You know the truth and you’re all I have.

I need you.

We trust each other.

I feel responsible for you.

All the ways to say I love you, without saying the actual words.

[goblin-gardens]

my “do i ship it” test:

i imagine the characters clasping each others faces in the rain like they’re on the cover a damn nicholas sparks novel 

do i simultaneously swoon because of the ~romance~ and vibrate with rage because fuck sparks he doesn’t deserve them?

if yes, i ship it

[kalena-henden]

benvolio. rosaline, please. | inspired by @gentlesleaze

[queenofchildren]

Maybe It's All Gone Black But You're All I See - Chapter 12

It’s marrying time! (This chapter took me FOREVER to finish and edit, jsyk.)

Rosaline Capulet married Benvolio Montague, not by royal decree but by choice - and that was not the only thing in which their wedding differed from the way it had been thought up by the leading men of Verona.

For one thing, there was no one present save for the Abbot and one of the monks to bear witness, whereas originally the plan had been for them to declare their love (fake though it was) before all of Verona. Rosaline would have been clad in some resplendent gown, with flowers and jewels to adorn her, and show off the wealth of House Capulet. Now, she wore the same dusty dress she had travelled in all day, and her flowers were simple poppies and cornflowers, plucked by a peasant girl from the side of the road. Benvolio had spotted the little girl and convinced her to part with her treasure, and now the humble bouquet served as Rosaline's sole adornment. They were the only flowers present in the church, instead of the magnificent bouquets her uncle might have ordered for the Duomo on their wedding day in Verona. And instead of a sea of candles like the one Juliet and Rosaline had painstakingly lit for her cousin's clandestine wedding, there were only the same humble white candles the monks made do with for their own services.

In short, nothing was as she, or rather, Livia, had pictured it in an attempt to cheer up her sister (the logic being that if Rosaline did not like her husband, at the very least she might enjoy the lavish wedding), and Rosaline could not be happier about this fact: Their wedding was about her and Benvolio and no one else, and certainly not about Verona.

[on ao3]