“I want to be the only thing touching him. I want to be the only thing that ever touches him again. I will be envious of every shirt he ever wears, the cuffs of his coats, the trousers going soft with wear where they rub his inner thighs. Every snowflake that ever falls upon his lips, every piece of bread upon his tongue. I want to breathe him, feel him fill up my chest until my ribs strain and I break open like ripe fruit beneath a paring knife. I would be raw. I would freckle and blister in the sun. I would teach my body to regrow my heart each time I gave it to him, over and over and over again. Heart after heart after heart—every one of them his.”
— The Gentleman’s Guide to Getting Lucky, Mackenzi Lee.
read all of the montague siblings books, had a breakdown, had to quickly sketch out the monty/percy reunion at the end of nobleman's guide that we didn't get to see.
also on ao3!
This goddamn path, Monty thinks, is somehow much more winding and treacherous than he remembers.
Has he been gone that long? It has felt like an age to him, of course — even five hours without being in Percy’s presence does, much less going on five months — but surely, in reality, it couldn’t have been so long that he’s forgotten his own walk home. Granted, going on five months ago, he hadn’t a bad leg and a cane to be negotiated against cobblestones, nor had he the infuriating tendency to become winded after short distances that only returning from the brink of death can bring. Nor had he regarded his younger brother as anything more than a relic from a past to be neglected, or settled into the shoes of what being a sibling means for the second time.
He’d told Adrian that journeys can change a person, that one returns a man different than the one he’d used to be.
Funny, he’d assumed himself too old for such drastic shifts in his own life. Then again, there is the whole bit regarding what happens when one assumes.
God, that’s not how he’d like to think about an ass. If he’s thinking about asses, there’s only one that he would like on his mind.
Speak of the devil —
As he rounds the corner, the small garden that Percy had insisted upon cultivating in front of their home comes into view, along with the man himself — and Monty’s entire world. For the moment, he has his back turned, absorbed in whatever one does with flowers; God knows Monty hasn’t the slightest inkling. It’s always been fascinating to watch him work, though, whether on this, or evaluating a piece of music, or even the damn numbers. There’s beauty in everything Percy does, but there’s especially beauty in this, in the way he can be so lovingly absorbed in even something so mundane.
Despite their separation, despite how his heart jumps into his throat and his breath catches there, despite how every inch of him is screaming for him to move as quickly as he’s able so that he can finally feel the touch of Percy’s skin upon his own once more, Monty doesn’t have the heart to interrupt him. Not yet. He can stand here for a few moments more, painting the sight before him into his mind should he ever need it again (he hopes not; he hopes he never has to be apart from Percy for more than a few hours at a time for the rest of their lives, but just in case, he’d like more in his mental arsenal).
He steps closer, just a little, for a better look — but then Percy tenses, lifts his head from the flowers he’s inspecting, and turns, eyes widening. Inwardly, Monty curses himself for the disturbance, for ruining what he’s had weeks to plan as the perfect reunion.
Then again, he supposes the days of quiet steps and sneaking up on people are officially behind him.
And what does it matter, anyway, when Percy has dropped everything to run straight for him, his long legs carrying him there in no time at all? What does it matter when the two of them collide with a force that almost knocks him off his feet, when strong arms wrap around him and prevent that from ever happening, and he clutches tightly in return? What does it matter when all he can hear out of his one good ear is the sound of Percy’s heartbeat, all he can feel is the rise and fall of his chest, and all he knows is Percy?
It doesn’t, Mony thinks. Nothing else goddamn matters.
“Darling,” Percy finally finds his voice. “Don’t ever do that to me again.”
“Never.” It’s said in a breath almost more than an actual word, this fierce resolve. This vow; the word sticks in his mind, burning like a brand. Maybe one day, he’ll be more receptive to such things being exchanged between them, but for now, pulling back a small distance, just enough so that they can look at one another: “You can’t imagine how difficult it was to be apart from your ass for so many months. Zounds, Perce, so many.” He heaves a sigh, only in part for dramatic effect. “It was so painful that I was lying awake at night, willing the masturbation demon to come for me. Can you imagine how bloody awful it’d be to have to toss off with a demon? All prickly, and not in the good way —”
“My ass?” Percy cuts off the thought, presumably before Monty can further careen down that runaway line of thought. Probably for the best; out of the two of them, Percy has always been closer to knowing it. They may have avoided at least half their sodding struggles on this… adventure had he accompanied them, but there’s nothing that can be done about that now. And Monty would rather not think of it, in any case, not when the corners of Percy’s mouth are turned up in the most enchanting hint of a smile. “You only missed me for my ass?”
“In my defense,” Monty lifts one shoulder in a casual shrug, a smirk beginning to tug on his own lips, “It is quite a notable part of you to miss.” For emphasis, the hand not clutching the top of his cane snakes around Percy’s waist, clumsily grabbing a finger-full of trousers.
Percy, in turn, lifts exactly one brow, just as he’s done well more than a thousand times, and in an instant, they both laugh. It’s easy; everything with Percy has always been easy, when it’s really mattered. Nothing could take that away — not time, not distance.
Not even the darkness that Monty will never quite be able to banish from his own mind.
There will have to be conversations, he knows; some will be more difficult than others, and some will be quite gravely serious. Just the mere thought of one in particular has his heart racing wildly in his chest for completely different reasons — but all will be had in time, without him running away from them. This he can solemnly promise.
For now, though, Monty is quite fine to simply be here, watching as the last rays of the setting sun seem to bring out the freckles under Percy’s eyes, seemingly making them dance. Every part of him has always been beautiful, of course, because anything that is Percy’s would have to be, but those, perhaps, take the ultimate prize.
Light-soaked days. His own words come to him again in this moment, settling over him like a cup of hot tea on a frigid evening, spreading warmth to the tips of him in a feeling that he can name without any difficulty at all. Contentment. Peace.
Whether or not he could possibly ever hope to deserve it, he wants to wrap himself in it for the rest of his days.
“Let’s go inside, my love.” After a time, Percy’s hand gives one last gentle squeeze before withdrawing. “I’ll put on a kettle, and you can —” His eyes drift down to the cane, widening as if he’s just now noticed it (and maybe he has, for all that they’ve been wrapped up in one another), and back up again. “You can tell me what in God’s name happened to your leg, for a start.”
“Oh, that?” There’s a light laugh tossed in with the question, deflection also as easy as breathing. “That was my dear sister. By which I mean that if we hadn’t found said dear sister….” He waves his free hand, vaguely, then clears his throat. “Can we save that story for after a shag? It’s all terribly gruesome, and, frankly, I’d rather not let anything get between me, you, and a bed. Bed optional.”
Percy nudges him in the shoulder, so lightly as not to knock him off balance; he’s careful to the last. “You cad.”
“Calling me a cad when I know you, Percy Newton.” The scoff, the big show of pretending to be affronted, is easy, too. “I know what filthy thoughts are lurking behind those beautiful brown eyes of yours.”
It’s Percy’s turn to shrug, to let the smile that’s been tugging at his mouth fully blossom. The setting sun is sparkling in his eyes now, and it’s all in all the most goddamn gorgeous sight that Monty has ever seen. He’s practically traveled half the world over at this point, he thinks, through one misadventure or another, and he’s seen sunsets over the sea and all sorts of things someone much more skilled than him would wax poetic about, but none of it, absolutely none of it has ever, or will ever, compare to the greatest man that this world has ever had the privilege of allowing to live in it.
The man that he has somehow been dealt a lucky enough hand to call his beloved — a hand that, by some miracle, he has somehow managed not to mess up.
No matter who may see, Monty is far from strong enough to resist rising on his toes and giving a kiss to Percy’s cheek, as he murmurs, “Let’s go inside.”
Monty's hair is getting quite long. Percy offers to cut it for him, but then inadvertently shows Monty some of the... benefits of keeping his longer locks.
Wrote a non-aftg fic for the first time in over a year 🥰
My Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue peeps- enjoy some silly M-rated Mercy fun 💦: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48609295
From the lovely universe of this beloved (by us at least) fic which was collab between myself and @em-gray: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29264643/chapters/71863671
Mackenzi Lee's Montague Siblings Series
A Gentleman's Guide To Vice and Virtue
A Lady's Guide to Petticoats and Piracy
A Nobleman's Guide to Scandal and Shipwrecks
Alright so, I just finished The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue and I am not myself if I don't hyperfixate on things! Sooo since there is indeed a fandom.. what are the chances people rp this series??
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Monkey D. Luffy/Roronoa Zoro (One Piece)
Kyojuro Rengoku/Akaza (Demon Slayer)
Mikhail”Misha” [Heavy]/Dr. Ludwig [Medic] (Team Fortress 2)
Dave Strider/Karkat Vantas (Homestuck)
Chu Shuzhi/Guo Changcheng (Guardian, 2018)
Oliver Marks/James Farrow (If We Were Villains)
David Starsky/Kenneth "Hutch" Hutchinson (Starsky & Hutch)
Tinn/Gun (My School President)
Loki Odinson/Mobius M. Mobius (Loki)
Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen (DC Comics)
Levi Schmitt/Nico Kim (Grey's Anatomy)
Ren Amamiya or Akira Kurusu/Goro Akechi (Persona 5)
Wallace Price/ Hugo Freeman (Under the Whispering Door)
Daffy Duck/Bugs Bunny (Looney Toons)
Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan (Guardian, 2018)
Isak Valtersen/Even Bech Næsheim (SKAM)
Henry "Monty" Montague/Percy Newton (Montague Siblings)
Nico di Angelo/Will Solace (Camp Half-Blood Chronicles)
Argos/Mr. Plant (The World of Mr. Plant)
Richard St Vier/Alec Campion (Swordspoint Universe)
Klaus Hargreeves/Dave Katz (The Umbrella Academy)
Woody/Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story)
Victor Lawson/Hap (In the Lives of Puppets
Charlie/Babe (Pit Babe The Series)
Fred/Shaggy (Scooby-Doo)
Simon Snow/Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Grimm-Pitch (Carry On)
Gaius Octavius/Jedediah Smith (Night at the Museum)
Sound/Win (My School President)
Pat/Pran (Bad Buddy)
Mike Wazowski/James "Sulley" P. Sullivan (Monsters, Inc.)
Nicholas “Nick” Bell/ Seth Gray (The Extraordinaries)
Evan 'Buck' Buckley/Edmundo 'Eddie' Diaz (9-1-1)
Sean/White (Not Me: The Series)
Vegas Theerapanyakun/Pete Saengtham (Kinnporsche: The Series)
Runaan/Ethari (The Dragon Prince)
Larry Daley/Ahkmenrah (Night at the Museum)
Tintin/Captain Archibald Haddock (Tintin comics)
Bai Lang/Jin Xun An (My Tooth Your Love)
Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin (The Man from U.N.C.L.E)
Wario/Waluigi (Mario franchise)
Peter Parker/Miguel O'Hará (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse)
Steve Rogers/Anthony "Tony" Stark (Marvel Comics)
Dave Miller/Jack "Old sport" Kennedy (Dayshift at Freddy's)
Boston/Nick (Only Friends)
Kinn Theerapanyakun/Porsche Kittisawasd (Kinnporsche: The Series)
Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto (Jujutsu Kaisen)
Craig Cuttlefish/Octavio Takowasa (Splatoon)
Tulio/Miguel (The Road to El Dorado)
Sun Wukong/Neptune Vasilias (RWBY)
Zachary Ezra Rawlins/Dorian (The Starless Sea)
Fox Mulder/Alex Krycek (The X-Files)
Thomas/Newt (The Maze Runner)
Fulgrim/Ferrus Manus (Warhammer 40k)
Kim Theerapanyakun/Porchay Kittisawasd (Kinnporsche: The Series)
Alec Lightwood/Magnus Bane (The Mortal Instruments)
Ok so Sage has always been talking about The Gentleman’s guide to Vice and Virtue and I finally got around to reading it and to say the least… I LOVED IT, every part of it! Whilst reading this fantastical tale, I just COULD NOT stop thinking of the Jekyon parallels to Monty and Percy… Just AGRGHHH they are all such big, lovable, queer Victorian idiots! Anyway If you couldn’t tell by the title of this post, I slam-dunked that book into my favorites pile and hastily made another AU. (also,,, SPOILERS! I am warning you. But what are you doing? Go read this book already!)
In short I’ve basically taken The Characters from TGS and dumped them into the storyline/plot of TGGTVAV, In saying that neither Jekyll or Lanyon are strictly Percy or Monty, if that makes sense? I contemplated this over and over and I just couldn’t cram Jekyll or Lanyon’s characters into Monty or Percy’s. as an example; Lanyon’s personality is a lot more similar to Monty’s than Percy but Lanyon isn’t bisexual (a big aspect of Monty’s character) Yet at the same time both Lanyon and Percy play the Violin, both have dreamy freckles etc. But he just doesn’t fit into either of them, same goes with Jekyll; Jekyll and Monty both share similarities but are both very different, yet not different enough to take the role of Percy. So with all of that confusing explanation, Jekyll and Lanyon remain themselves with a few extra ~touches~:
Jekyll is going to be sent to the mental asylum in Holland due to the existence of Hyde. Lanyon finds out about Hyde when he involuntarily transforms in Marseilles.
Lanyon still plays the Violin and brings it on the Tour with him (for the reasons of plot accuracy and me pushing the Violin-Lanyon propaganda)
Lanyon takes Monty’s position of power (as in his father is an Earl, and sends them on Tour) although Lanyon is rich, racism still very much exists and isn’t a terminated theme.
Before I continue and as a side note: Felicity Does not exist. As much as I wanted to work her into this, I just couldn’t without complicating a bunch of things, and as I said this is an Au, my au and I can do what I want - I do love Felicity but She just wasn’t going to work here.
Frankenstein (still a woman) takes the role of Mateu Robles because I thought it would be fun to play on the idea that Frankenstien created life and that Mateu’s panacea can heal people. After researching and experimenting, Frankestein tried the potion on Elizabeth but it stopped her heart, similar to how Frankenstein's original creation (the creature) ended up killing her love. I thought it would be interesting, that because Frankenstein kind of killed her wife, she created Helena and Dante the same way she made the creature, although they technically aren’t human, Helena and Dante still look and act like humans, and they believe Elizabeth equally as their mother as they do with Frankenstein. (Don’t ask me how a WLW relationship would work in the 1800’s ,,, everyone just thinks that Frankie is a guy {kind of like in TGS} )
Queen Lucy is Scipio because a.) We need more female badasses and b.) take ONE LOOK at her character design and Tell me she DOESN’T Look like a pirate queen- I also just think Lucy is a super fun character that I wanted to incorporate here.
Those are about all the added things/changes - the rest basically just follows the same points of the plot :0
If I’m completely honest, I probably won’t do much with this I just had an idea and wanted to share it :))
Here’s a little image of them - Also I gave them both slightly longer hair because I looked at fanart of Percy and fell in love.
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