Donnatartt Stories

SMUT WARNING just a smutty boreo fic with some angst and fluff

These bitches are my mental health support- and I thought it would be cool to make a one shot book-

boris and theo, post returning their most prized possession. the little bird that kept them each connected to both good, and bad- and each other.

It will be 2 years since in have discovered the goldfinch next march jesus christ

[ TW - alcohol/drugs, violence implied ] "On nights like this, I could only hope to give him at least half of the calmness he brought me." Or, the tables are turned for a change as Theo takes care of Boris.

Here is the first chapter of my first novel ever. Inspired by the Dark Academia aesthetic and Donna Tartt's works, this work revolves around five students, artists-to-be in Belle Epoque Poland. Pawel arrives in Krakow from a village nearby to study at the prestigious Jagiellonian University where he will meet new friends but also his share of danger.

"For what it's worth, Henry, you have nothing to prove to me." "And when it all falls apart?" "I'll be there."

Marcella, a girl eager to escape from her mother's grasp and the imprisonment of her hometown seeks a college far enough away but still allows her to stay in touch with her life long friend and mentor. Hampden college in Hampden Vermont. She discovers at this college they have a greek class she's keen on joining. Was it fate? The more you know, the more you realize you don't know. -Aristotle · · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · · This is a story based off of Donna Tartt's 'The Secret History, I am fully aware these characters do not belong to me besides ones not originally in the book. This is in no way serious and just a silly thing i like to do sometimes and it probably sucks LOL! (also I have no idea if I want Marcella to have a set love interest, I am seeing how it plays out 🤫🤫)

" The museum building was large and elegant. It jutted out of the ground like some grand hindrance in a hero's journey. The pillars loomed large and white against the background of dark clouds and the wide marble steps spread intimidatingly up into the building like the tongue of a hungry predator. It was all together haughty and self-assured that once I entered the immaculate doors that I might not ever leave."

Short story I wrote two or three years ago. Somehow i still like it. Henry Winter and an OC.

Louisa Evanston is the daughter of a foreign dignitary who has spent the majority of her life moving from place to place until one day when her parents send her off to Irvine College, a private school in Birchfield, Maine, where she befriends and grows close to four other students, Charlotte McAlister, Benjamin Flockhart, Vivian Ortiz and Noah Woods. When something sinister happens on campus, the fates of these five friends, all youths destined for bright futures, becomes uncertain.

a satisfying collection of quotes and short poems by me. words. they change lives. status : ongoing

A series of imagines/one shots based on The Secret History, mostly involving Henry Winter. To Indeed Be A God A drowsy morning at the country house with Henry involves a row around the lake, a breakfast picnic, and falling asleep in the boat. No Such Thing As Ghosts An affair with Henry Winter culminates in a secret meeting in a graveyard during the first snow of winter - with an unwanted guest. Ut Pulvis Omnia Reditus (Everything Returns To Dust) What happened directly after the tragic end of a core member of the Greek class? See it all from the eyes of an important observer - the partner of Mr Henry Winter.

just a bunch of remarkable quotes from one of my all time favourite books.

The chronicles of Theo and Boris: a neverending story! Starts off with some unexpected romantic moments they shared as druggie teens, then cuts to the aftermath of salvaging The Goldfinch and what that looks for their relationship as they journey through adulthood. Rated M for drug use, underage drinking, and sex. I'm not going to make it too too smutty or graphic. (Based on movie) HOMOPHOBIA IS NOT PERMITTED AND WILL NOT BE TOLERATED IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM!!! This is a safe space ^_^ <3

boris pavlikovsky x female reader

Henry Winter had always been an imposing, emotionless figure. But all is bound to change when a girl who reminds him of a lost sheep transfers into his precious Ancient Greek class. Will he pause his plans for her or will his murderous urges be too strong?

I've look for you in every which way, outside of me, behind me, in front of me... inside me.

"You'll be the ruin of me, won't you?" "Yes. Does that frighten you?" "It excites me" In which a young glamorous aspiring politician who goes by her infamous nickname "Dionysus" for her reckless behavior catches the eyes and heart of Henry Winter Henry Winter x oc