How Can A Fic Be So Sad And Hot At The Same Time?! This Was Written So Beautifully, And I Cant Believe

How can a fic be so sad and hot at the same time?!😭 This was written so beautifully, and I can’t believe this is your first time writing historical fiction!!! It really hurt to see how desperate and heartbroken the two characters were, and how they sought out eachother to forget even for awhile. And THE SMUT??? I just have no words!!! 🥵 This whole fic was so unexpected and so, so beautiful. Thank you so much for this! ❤️

Wanderers: Orestes x reader

Summary: friends to lovers / hurt + comfort but make it Roman, I guess?

Author’s note: this will make more sense if you’ve seen the film, but it’s not essential. This is my first time writing for Orestes (or ever writing historical fiction) so please be kind! And PLEASE tell me if you liked it, loved it, or hated it so I know whether to ever put myself through this again. (This was fun but it took 1000x longer due to Googling a new question about the Romans every 30 seconds. But damn, I learned so much!) Also, I made some definite choices with Orestes’ characterisation and we may not love it, so let me know!

Word count: Why is this 9.5k? I hate myself. 

Warnings: 18+only. Unrequited love, explicit smut  inc. oral sex, handjob, massage, penetration, fingering, grinding, unprotected sex (wrap it up irl!), cumshot. Language. One mention of period blood. Outdated notions of virginity (one reference). Romans had slaves- this isn’t a key theme. Major historical inaccuracies, probably. Typos, definitely. Slight film spoilers?

Song inspo: Oh wanderer, I’ve been wondering / If your brown eyes still have color, could I see? / That night, that night with those hands, those hands (Wanderers, Cat Power)

Tagging: (PLEASE ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+ REGARDLESS OF TAGS!) @darksideofclarke @damndamer0n @veuliee2​ @yougottakeeponkeepinon @himbopoes​ @phoenixhalliwell​ @lostgirlheather​ @justrunamok​ @aellynera​ @damerondjarin​ @blushingwueen​ @iamthe-shadow-on-the-wall​ @holybatflapexpert​ @arabellathorne​ @yourbucky084​ @mandoplease​ @mylifeliterally​ @arkofblake​ @multifandomlife22​

“News of it has reached you, then?” Orestes addresses you glumly as you enter the room, looking up at you from where he languishes in the warmth of his bath, soothing away his sorrows. Bright and delicate notes from a lyre resound around the room, the dappled light streaming in from the courtyard seeming to dance and glint in response across the surface of the water. The air is balmy and the room tinged gold as the desert sun sulks towards its dormitory.

You flinch. Of course you’d heard. The whole city had heard tell of Hypatia’s scathing rebuttal of his profession of love. You had come as quickly as you could in order to console the man.

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his bliss, my death.

This is too cute!!! 🥰 I can totally imagine Frankie being a good dad!

world’s greatest dad | Frankie ‘Catfish’ Morales x Reader

A/N: I wanted to write this when I did that dumb ‘Telling Pedro characters you’re pregnant’ thing lol

Rating: T

Warning: Accidental pregnancy. Naughty words. Little sexual references.

Word count: 1,560, apparently!!

Summary: You’re pregnant, but you and Frankie weren’t trying and you’re terrified to tell him.

GIF credit: @damerondjarin​

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You wondered if the little box under the sink was expired or something.

You’d bought them a couple years ago, two and a half months after moving in with Frankie when you realized your period was off; he sat next to you on the edge of the tub, chewing on his thumb nail as you waited the three minutes and sighing happily when there was only one line on the stick, and these tests must’ve been expired by now, right?

You looked at the box eight times now and each time it was printed on there that they were a year out from no longer working properly, which meant the two little lines on the stick on the counter were accurate.

You were pregnant.

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