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It’s not like Mary planned on following the oar into the water, it’s just that once the motion was in motion as it were, it was incredibly difficult to stop oneself.
There was a garbled noise, somewhere between a sorry and a scream, and the illusion of solid ground from the row boat disappeared from beneath her.Mary loves the water. Unfortunately that doesn’t translate into being able to actually swim.
An AU of the boat scene in episode 8.
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Mary knows those footsteps, has listened for the sound they make coming up the stairs of the Gardiners' London house every day for the past three months.
The sound of those footsteps only means one thing. Mr Hayward is home.
(mary moves to london three years earlier au)
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Mary Bennett knew what was to happen on her wedding night. Or, more accurately, she sort of knew what was to happen on her wedding night. There were many books hidden under her bed, both in childhood and adulthood, that briefly mentioned the logistics of the activities that would occur, but only in the briefest, most clinical sense.
To be completely frank, she was unsure what the appeal was. Besides, it is not as if she thought she would ever have the opportunity to experience said activities. The only additional information she was provided had come from her sisters, and they all had different ideas of whether or not wifely duties were… pleasurable. And even Lizzie, who had expressed how wonderful her wedding night had been, never went into great detail about what had made it so wonderful.
Now, only a day before her wedding, Mary was more confused than she had ever been. For the first time ever, she had the realization that she would be acting out the intimate details she had read about, not just reading them.-
Or: I thought it would be nice if Mary learned the appeal of intimacy with her husband while he reads a particularly... spicy poem aloud to her.
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Mary is a 20-something, living with her aunt and uncle while she finishes study in London. Finally, she relents and allows them to set her up on a blind date with her uncle's young colleague. This is not Regency England and dating is a warzone of ghosting and situationships, could this guy really be as wonderful as her aunt and uncle say he is?