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Champagne Problems
Count Alexei Vronsky x gn!reader
Summary: When your courtship fails, Vronsky is quick to save you and provide his service.
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: honestly none
@loonfull-sonnetzz Hi love! Thank you for requesting <3 I hope you like this! I'm sorry it's so late but it was on my mind for a while and I was trying to do it justice lol
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You're anxious.
You despise that your mother insists you attend these dances, and almost worse, you resent that you always end up going, regardless of your own opinions on the matter.
Just like a dutiful child should, as your mother often reminds you.
But you're no longer a child, and you feel utterly out of place, standing to the side as people swirl around in their fancy suits and dresses. Their movements are graceful and fluid while you stand in silence, watching as the man you've been courting dances with another.
To his defense, he had granted you the first dance, his calloused hands entwined with yours as you attempted to follow his lead. However, you've never been very coordinated, and you ended up stepping on his shoes more than once.
Understandably, the gentleman became visibly annoyed with you, and as soon as your dance concluded, he scurried away to find another partner without so much as a second glance in your direction.
Your heart constricts in your chest at the memory, hot tears stinging your eyes. You recall the disdainful look he had given you, and you can't entirely blame him.
You catch your Mother's disappointed expression as she turns to you, and you can't bear the humiliation.
So, instead of another confrontation, you pivot and walk to the nearest balcony you can find. The cool air hits your skin, and you grip the railing with such force and pain that you feel your muscles tense.
"Good evening," a smooth voice suddenly interrupts your thoughts, and your eyes snap upwards toward the sound.
Of course, the most handsome man you've ever seen is standing next to you, his hip casually leaning against the balcony as he pulls a cigarette away from his pink lips and smirks.
You turn, fully recognizing him now, and your breath catches. "Count Vronsky," you whisper.
Count Alexei Vronsky's eyes sparkle with amusement, their light blue hue contrasting against the night sky as he revels in your surprise.
He isn't entirely surprised by your reaction, considering that everyone who is anyone around here knows him. His smirk takes on a devilish quality.
"Ah, it seems you've found an escape from the chaos of the ballroom."
You offer him a small smile, grateful for the distraction from your embarrassment, as he seems completely harmless. "It can be overwhelming in there," you say, gazing out at the dark sky and the brightly sparkling stars.
Vronsky nods in understanding and then looks out as well. He exhales smoke from his mouth and tilts his head. "Yet, despite all this chaos, there has always been a certain allure to it, wouldn't you agree? The spectacle of it all," he pauses, "it's almost like a dance of its own."
You turn to him, your expression contorted. "I suppose so. But alas, I seem to lack the skill to truly join in," you admit, forcing a small smile. "I seem to have been born with two left feet," you chuckle, though genuine embarrassment lingers beneath the sound.
Count Vronsky extinguishes the cigarette on the tray in front of him and crosses his arms, turning to you. "Ah, but skill can be learned. I wouldn't mind teaching you, if you'd like?"
You blink in surprise. "You would want to do that?"
Vronsky's blue eyes shine, and he offers one of his charming smiles. "Of course. I know better than anyone how dull these events can be if you don't find the right dance partner."
You're aware of his reputation. How could you not be? It feels like a mistake to accept, as if you'd be damning yourself and throwing yourself to the wolves. Yet, there's a mixture of excitement and nervousness simmering inside you as you accept his offer.
Vronsky takes your hand with uncharacteristic gentleness and undeniable confidence. He places his hand on your waist, guiding yours to his shoulder. You inhale, staring at him as his closeness feels overwhelming.
While you're acutely aware of your initial clumsiness, you find yourself slowly improving under his guidance, his encouraging words spurring you on as he looks down at your shoes and explains the steps.
"There, just like that," he whispers, his cheek close to yours as he observes your feet and movements. You stumble, but Vronsky's grip on your waist remains firm, and when you look up, expecting to see disdain on his handsome face, you find him grinning and chuckling.
"Careful," he murmurs, guiding you again and humming the music, creating a comfortable rhythm as the cold night air dances around your bodies and the stars twinkle overhead in silent applause.
"I'm sorry," you mutter as you accidentally step on his shoes.
Vronsky's lips brush against your cheek. "Sorry admits defeat, darling," he says, twirling you around and executing a fancy motion with his hand, which you dutifully copy, earning another whispered praise. "You're a natural," Vronsky adds, his grip tightening on your waist.
He pulls you close. You're chest to chest now, both breathing heavily as you gaze into each other's eyes. Warmth floods through you, and you wonder if the feeling is mutual as Vronsky's cheeks take on a faint pink hue.
"Thank you, Count Vronsky," you say formally.
"Please," Vronsky's hand tightens even more as he smiles, "call me Alexei."
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alltoowsll · 9 months
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Oh, God! Oh, forgive me! It's the end of everything. I've got nothing left now except you, remember that.
Anna Karenina (2012) dir. Joe Wright.
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fatherforgivethem · 5 months
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“If you have any thought for me you will give me back my peace!”
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“There can be no peace for us, only misery, and the greatest happiness.”
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greengableslover · 11 months
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ANNA KARENINA (2012) dir. Joe Wright
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lady-arryn · 11 months
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I have no right to inquire into your feelings. They concern only your conscience. ANNA KARENINA (2012) dir. Joe Wright
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peachyspaceslvt · 1 year
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Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Count Vronsky
ANNA KARENINA (2012) dir. Joe Wright
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daughter-rhaenyra · 10 months
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ANNA KARENINA (2012) Dir. Joe Wright
↳ KEIRA KNIGHTLEY as ANNA KARENINA
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rosaliehale · 5 months
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wedding gowns in period dramas [1/?]
adelaide kane as mary stuart in reign alicia vikander as ekaterina "kitty" shcherbatskaya in anna karenina (2012) charlotte hope as catherine of aragon in the spanish princess lily james as ella in cinderella (2015)
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didanagy · 7 days
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ANNA KARENINA (2012)
dir. joe wright
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Soothing Touch
Fandom: Anna Karenina
Pairing: Count Alexei Vronsky/GN!Reader (the two of them are married)
Summary: You had a bad day mentally and when your husband finds you, he helps you through it by just being with you.
Reader’s gender is not specified.
Notes: this was written in response to Flufftober’s Day 28 Prompt: Soothing Touch. @flufftober
I do not own Anna Karenina or Vronsky
Also, I should note this is my first time trying to write Vronsky.
I do not give permission to anyone to repost or translate any of my stories. I also do not give anyone permission to feed my stories through AI or to be posted to any third party website or app. If anyone sees any of my work posted anywhere but here or my AO3 (simplyreflected), then it has been posted without permission.
Read on AO3 here.
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You didn’t know what was wrong, but today you just couldn’t focus. It was a bad day for you. You really wished your husband would come home soon. He always made you feel better, no matter what was going on in your head. He hated that you had days like this, but always loved being close to you and that’s what you needed.
You heard one of the doors close, but you didn’t get up or move from where you were sitting on the floor. It wasn’t long before you felt someone help you stand and helped you over to your bed. When you looked up, your day brightened immensely because looking down at you was your husband, Count Alexei Vronsky.
You smiled as you lifted your hand to his face. “You’re home,” you whispered.
“Of course, my love,” he replied softly. “I would never leave you long. I love you so much.”
He sat on the bed against the wall and asked, “will you join me?”
You moved up to him, before kissing him and sitting in between his legs. He held you to him with one arm around your waist and ran his fingers through your hair in a soothing way. It made you hum as you closed your eyes.
“I’m happy you’re home,” you told him. “I was having a bad day. You being here makes me feel better.”
“I’m happy to be able to make you feel better, my love,” he responded before kissing the top of your head.
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Tagging: @vanessavampiaives
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i-am-just-a-girli · 1 month
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Some period pieces that I've come to enjoy 📜
Any more recommendations?
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pretty-little-mind33 · 4 months
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My Sunshine
Count Alexei Vronsky x wife!reader
Summary: When Alexei brought you a kitten, he didn't think you would spend your entire time with her.
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: mild jealousy
i hope you like it <3 @vanessavampiaives
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Count Alexei Vronsky doesn't usually have any reason to be jealous. 
He's devilishly handsome and incredibly wealthy, and more importantly, he has you. 
His lovely wife, whom he loves dearly and who he knows loves him just as much. Since you met him, he'd fallen for you hard and you remain the sun he revolves around. 
So, when he comes back home one evening with a small basket and calls your name, he's expecting you to greet him like you usually would: with a hug. 
Instead, just as you prepare to rush up and wrap your arms around his shoulders, you make a small squeal and cover your mouth as you see the basket. "Alexei, what is this?" you whisper as he chuckles and holds out the basket for you. 
You peer inside and when you pull up the blankets and see a small soft bundle of white fur, your heart almost explodes. You look up at your husband, a wide smile curling your lips. "Oh! Is that for me?" 
Alexei smiles. He kneels down to put the basket on the floor. You mimic him and watch happily as he gently picks up the kitten in his hands and lifts her out of the cushions in the basket. The kitten yawns, scrunching her little pink nose, and looks up, blinking with her blue eyes as she looks at you. 
"He's adorable," you say, moving your dress so you can fully sit on the floor. 
"She is all yours, my love," Alexei passes the kitten to you, joining you on the floor as he crosses his legs. "Do you like her?" he asks expectantly, leaning in and smoothing his knuckle under the kitten's chin. The small kitten meows, and you don't know if it is a sound of disapproval or enjoyment. 
You caress her carefully. She's so tiny in your arms. "I love her," you whisper, looking into your husband's eyes and sending him a sweet smile.
"What did I do to receive such a sweet present?" 
Alexei chuckles and stands up. He dusts his uniform and leans down, resting his hand under your chin to pull your head up to him. He kisses your forehead gently. "Do I need a reason to spoil my darling?" he teases, smirking a little before he adds, "I listen to you, you know. I know you've been wanting a cat for a while and I couldn't resist when I saw this precious little thing."
You cradle the kitten in your arms, eyes lighting up as you feel the small animal start to purr against your hands. "She's lovely, thank you," you say sincerely and Alexei's heart swells seeing the pretty smile that gracious your lips. He tucks some hair behind your ear and hums warmly. 
His happiness is short-lived considering all you talk about for the next week is Princess. He's convinced you've spent more of your time petting that cat than talking with him.
It's a Sunday morning and you're sitting on the couch with Princess curled up in your lap as you scratch behind her ears. You're humming softly, whispering praises as she purrs. 
Alexei walks in, adjusting the cuffs of his suit and his eyes narrow when he sees you. He sighs and leans against the wall, crossing his arms. "You know you don't have to be with her all the time," he states, his voice a little strained.
Your expression twists into concern and you look up at your husband. "What do you mean?" you ask quietly, continuing to caress Princess's fur. 
Alexei sighs again, this time walking over and sitting next to you. "I mean you're always with her. Always. She sleeps in between us in our bed goddamnit!" he runs a hand through his blond curls, seeming exhausted and his curse earns him a frown. "And it would all be okay, but it's been days. And I miss you."
You catch on to his tone and smirk. "Honey, please tell me you aren't jealous of a kitten, are you?"
Alexei's cheeks turn crimson and he coughs. "Of course, I'm not, that would be ridiculous."
"Seems like you are," you giggle, scratching Princess's ear one last time before picking her up and placing her down at your feet. Completely unbothered by the change, Princess starts to lick and clean her leg.
You turn to Alexei, gently ruffling his hair. "All you had to say was that you wanted some pets too and I would have happily given you some," you joke with a smile.
He pushes your hand away, still embarrassed. However, his chest feels full as he enjoys your attention. He's like a starved man and he'll take whatever he can have. "Don't laugh at me, love."
You look up at him, running your finger across his jaw. "You're cute when you're jealous."
Alexei rolls his eyes and leans down to capture your lips in his. He kisses you deeply and then mumbles against your lips, "I love you. I absolutely adore you. I worship you, my dear."
You feel your cheeks becoming warm at this and you kiss him back. "I love you too, you silly man," you say after a moment, pulling away. Your words are interrupted by Princess jumping onto Alexei's lap. He looks down at the small animal, unsure what to do as she curls up into a small ball. Your smile widens. "She likes you," the happiness in your voice fills Alexei with warmth. 
He brings his large hand over Princess's head and starts to pet her. "I will admit, she's very cute," he whispers and then looks at you from the corner of his eye, smirking, "Although, not cute enough to warrant ignoring your husband."
You swat his arm, frowning, "Oh shush," you stare up at him fondly, "You must know I love you more than a cat, right?”
Alexei leans over, careful not to disturb Princess, and kisses your lips. "Mmm, if you say so, my lovely," he says, smiling against your lips. 
You pull away, that adorable frown Alexei guiltily loves appearing in between your eyebrows. "I mean it," your voice is like velvet and Alexei's hand finds your cheek. His thumb caresses your skin and you subconsciously move into his touch.
"I know you do love," he murmurs, "I'm just teasing you."
You smile at him, your eyes shining. Just like the sun, he thinks, and for a moment he feels blinded by your beauty and then kisses you again.
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alltoowsll · 9 months
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So, this is love. This.
Anna Karenina (2012) dir. Joe Wright.
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perioddramapolls · 2 months
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Period dramas dresses tournament: Grey/Silver dresses Round 1- Group A: Milady De Winter, The three musketeers (pics set) vs Anna Karenina, Anna Karenina (pics set)
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peachyspaceslvt · 11 months
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Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Count Vronsky
ANNA KARENINA (2012) dir. Joe Wright
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