Pantalone's…greatest interest
── ୨୧:pantalone x reader
୨୧﹑synopsis :: pantalone finds his interest in things he cannot have rather than in what falls at his feet and begs. he suddenly understands what it feels like to beg.
୨୧﹑genre :: mild angst
୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, reader is implied to be the owner of a legal brothel, they're referred to as madam in that context because it sounds classier than pimp 💀, pantalone is a simp, like really a simp to the point of being a bit obsessive
୨୧﹑words :: 600
so long story I was gonna post days ago some Scaramouche fluff in honour of getting him just before his banner ended but then stuff happened and I end up here. I burnt myself again 😭
the way Pantalone loves is…possessive, jealous and if money can buy it he'll have it, a true face of greed. he wants most what money cannot buy. the affections of the madam of a brothel he is loyal to only for its owner. he can buy any of the people there he wants and rent them out for a night and of course the one he wants most is only the manager of this establishment.
he tries his hand at gifts, all of which you have little desire and much less a need for. a banker speaks in money but how is he to bargain with someone who doesn't benefit from his full pockets in the way a common citizen would. dabbling in the unmentionable does have its own luxuries. what do you want-- no, need from him? what can he walk to the ends of the world to get for you that will make you turn around and fall in love with him like he knows he can make you.
you are a greedy little thing just like he is. materialism is like breathing to you. something in your eyes tells him you like watching him chase, letting Pantalone run about trying to appease you, to scrounge and beg for your permission to worship you. he has never been presented with something he cannot buy as even life itself has a price and if it doesn't seem to he can give it one. you seem to enjoy resisting that philosophy, stubborn thing you are.
he wants you, but does he want you because he sees something in you that he believes you let only him see or simply because he cannot have you? how far would he go to have you? in his mind he wouldn't do anything to jeopardise his own pride, but he knows that he can become weak when you want something. how much can you want out of him? he wonders if you'd be able to make him lick your boots and swear his loyalties to you above even the Tsaritsa herself. maybe.
he likes it when you act that way to him, click your tongue and spoil him in your own little way. sometimes you bruise him well. madam he calls you like the title attached to your role. it cheapens him in a way he didn't expect to enjoy but for you, who he grovels for, he'll allow it.
he revels in you finally beginning to play along with him, acting cordially and tolerating him like a common pest who has invaded your life and latched onto you. that or…maybe a little more like a house cat who comes and goes, at least with time. his impression of you changes and your tolerance turns to more spoiling, more rewards. you reward him so well for his efforts in chasing. equally so you punish him for getting in the way of business, or just annoying you.
your rewards always vary, but your punishments are always painful. he drinks every kind you give him in, burning, tingling, throbbing that are always swirling together with an electricity that settles in his body with the help of the vision attached to your hip. normally he would never allow such a thing but for you he would give anything as he finds you to be something he believes only he should be able to treasure, stringing him along in this little game you made just for him.
he was right to think that materialism was like breathing to you, he just so happens to be your highest bidder.
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⭐ important asoue quotes 📖
have you ever wanted a list of quotes from A Series of Unfortunate Events about subjects like --
-beatrice!
-the baudelaire parents!
-the opera!
-the sugar bowl!
-individual vfd character details!
-lemony’s life!
-stuff about violet, klaus, and sunny!
-general vfd shenanigans!
-narrative and character beats i myself thought were interesting, such as the appearances of ‘what can i do’ before olaf himself says it and the baudelaires feeling like they’re becoming villains!
that list exists now!! compiled from quotes i flagged during my last read of the series, this is a 66-page googledoc of (fully cited and organized!!) book quotes for hopefully your every need.
this is just from the thirteen books of a series of unfortunate events, this does not include the unauthorized autobiography or all the wrong questions. this now includes unauthorized autobiography quotes! (no atwq quotes yet, though.) i have done my best but it is very likely i have missed things!! if you find something you think should be in a section, feel free to let me know.
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Favorite Books Read in January 2023
Since I thought it might be fun to turn this blog into a space to talk about books I've read, here's a roundup of books I particularly liked this month! There may be spoilers for each so feel free to skip between the titles if you like.
The Heir and the Spare - Kate Stradling (personal rating: 4/5)
This was, in fact, the very first book I read this year, a straggler that I started on NYE but put aside so I could read it more at my leisure after my previous challenge was fulfilled, and I'm so glad I did! I SNAPPED this book up. I can't tell you a great deal of what it's about because I kind of liked going into it essentially blind, actually, but it is not a retelling (I somehow thought it was a Prince and the Pauper retelling which it clearly is not but I think that was purely based on the title and not, you know, facts) and it's at my perfect intersection of fantasy, which is the kind of low-stakes sword-and-sorcery tales that I generally tend to write myself.
I believe what I enjoyed and got out of this book most was that it forced me to confront my own relationship with suffering, much like Thorn did two years ago; tw for the main character going through some fairly intense emotional abuse, but for me as a reader, I found it more cathartic and able to make me understand myself more closely, and thus well worth the read for me in particular. I also LOVED the choice to have a second lead who is essentially antagonistic from the start, much in the vein of QoA which I am always weak for. I would say this is low on themes, but high on character work, so if you're looking for an introspective read this is a lovely choice!
The Stolen Heir - Holly Black (personal rating: 4.5/5)
Holly basically OWNS me at this point. There's a high likelihood just based on this book alone that this duology will capture me in its clutches even MORE than Folk of the Air could, simply based on the fact that I love the two leads (and Wren in particular) like there's no tomorrow. For one thing, I think it's such an interesting and quite frankly beautiful and touching change to have both the leads be so downright kind people to their core, as opposed to the chaos gremlins (affectionate) of the previous trilogy. But for another thing, the particular theme that my dash is sucking me into loving this year is that of shared history of love of all along between people, and I looove that is very present here! FotA was very much about learning to love but I'm pretty badly invested in how much this story leans on how to trust even when the love was already there.
The reality also of Wren being this bleeding heart being who will undo bonds and chains and ties simply because it's the right thing to do is something that makes me feel insane! Everything about Oak coming from a family he can never abandon or leave behind because he cherishes them so deeply makes me sob! The entire theme that lingers from it all being "I have never had the true luxury of being free in any way that matters to me so I have the compulsion to save every person I possibly can even if it is at great personal cost" is something that can be so personal and dear to me and I LOVE it so much.
(Also I had a great time wailing at Wren every time she talks about Jude to be like "JUDE WAS SORRY FOR YOU WREEEN SHE FREED YOU ON PURPOSE BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T LIKE PEOPLE BEING BOUND EITHER" and whilst I have no doubt there will be angry Jude in the next book I love that there's this tie of fae-nurtured human and raised-by-humans fae between the protagonist of both the series! There's so much richness of kindness in that dichotomy and I'm so intrigued about where she'll take it.)
Thirst - Mary Oliver (personal rating: 5/5)
I'm always on the hunt for more Mary books to read, and this one is a stirringly beautiful example of her work. Very few things have made me cry like the titular poem does.
Part of the reason why I glommed onto this book so much is because, at its heart, it is a book about grief; from what I can tell, this was Mary's first book she wrote after the death of her partner, and because of that it is so deeply infused through and through with love and light and sorrow and tenderness that it seems almost impossible that I, at least, could not love it. But perhaps more than anything, the reason why it struck me so much is because it filled me with that which I am most on the search for in my life right now, wonder.
Mary's work makes me see the stars, the sun and the moon and the sky, all whilst I'm tucked away in my house, in my reading chair at one in the morning without moving a muscle. It makes me glad to live, but more than that it gives me reason to live, that most tricky part of staying alive and being glad for it. She always finds a way to lead me back to the emotion I am best at and struggle most with, that of gratitude of being here and being well with what I am given, that even when the tossing and turning of life tears at my soul I can always say a prayer in thanks for it and find my way back to something simple and still and true, and that-- is always worth the effort for me.
And while that is me talking about her work at large, I will simply say, this book made me see the stars at night and the rosebuds in late spring and the shadows of the geese making their way across the fragile sky, and for that alone I love it dearly. Also The Messenger is only the poem I have in full pasted on my wall which to me is the biggest peer-review test of all.
Station Eleven - Emily St. John Mandel (personal rating: 4/5)
A read that I embarked on because a dearly loved friend (hi Lu!!) adores this book, so I wanted to take a peek because the themes appealed to me. I'm a big lover of post-apocalyptic media that focuses in on what relationships look like between people in the aftermath and how often it is love, in the end. While this is not my favorite example of that particular genre, it is an extremely competent entry, and a good introduction if you're never dipped into the genre before.
Beautiful, dark, and luminous, Station Eleven is what I would call a slow amble through the book's contents. It neither tumbles you along with the impetus of its own story and pace (as a YA book does), nor does it urge you forward with the hastening steps of its plot that grow louder and louder over time (as speculative fiction often wants to do) but it is quiet, self-contained and self-possessed. From what I can gather, this is the kind of book that either resonates with you deeply, or doesn't whatsoever, but for me in particular I found it scattered with such moments of gentle beauty that made me have to close my eyes and hold them close to myself that I found it worth the read, despite the fact that it is also littered with enough violence and sorrow that it's not truly as comforting as I had expected it to be.
In its heart, this book is very simply about a girl who is part of a wandering troupe of actors in the world after an apocalyptic event whose life is shown in tandem and parallel to an actor who she worked with as a child; but it is also deeply about kindness, friendship, love and loss and the search for beauty when the surface of the earth has been so ravaged that it seems almost impossible that it could still be there. More than anything, Station Eleven is a book about care-- it's about Kirsten's care for her work, for her friends and the rare moments of beauty she carries about, it's about what goodness we can save and spare when all else is lost, it's about me weeping over the joy of electricity casting its light on the sky when that seems impossible. The longer I sit with it, the more I can find to love in it, because what lingers from this story is the love that stays within it through and through.
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