Anne was tenderness itself, and she had the full worth of it in Captain Wentworth’s affection. His profession was all that could ever make her friends wish that tenderness less, the dread of a future war all that could dim her sunshine. She gloried in being a sailor’s wife, but she must pay the tax of quick alarm for belonging to that profession which is, if possible, more distinguished in its domestic virtues than in its national importance.
my favorite kind of fanfics are “canon divergence” because it’s always like handing back a reviewed essay with comments like “I enjoyed the strong beginning but here is where you lost me, I’ve made some notes”
“tv marrieds” here narrowed down for me by the stipulation that they were committed & together already when the series began rather than falling in love throughout the course of the series
p.s. in the interest of honesty i must profess that my true favorite tv marrieds are alec and janet king from road to avonlea, but i know no one else would vote for them because they’re too niche! kingrents, you will always be famous (to me)!
