yes i read romance novels

i’m just… so tired of reading posts complaining about problems that only exist because people won’t read romance novels… it is a huge genre there are books about werewolf dukes, there are books about black revolutionary war soldiers, there are books about south asian doms who care about enthusiastic consent, there are books about shape-shifting cowboys who turn into bears, there are books about lady scientists learning how to trust that their boundaries will be respected, there are books about alien barbarian warriors, there are books about genies, there are books about women of color in victorian london, there are books about polyamorous earls, there are fake marriages and marriages of convenience and basically every fanfic trope that people lose it for exists as a book with original characters but some of the same people who complain about how books no longer satisfy them turn a blind eye to a whole genre because it never occurs to them to read a ~bodice-ripper~ when they could read romantic fanfic of a more respectable genre instead

The Moon’s Embrace


One minute there was no one, and the next, standing in a pool of moonlight there she was, leaning against a wall with her eyes downcast at is deep in thought. The shadow of her bangs hid her mask perfectly, but the uniform was unmistakable. She raised an eyebrow, one eye focusing on the girl she knew would be in the room.

“Imagine finding you here…” she remarked casually, her weight shifting as she pushed off the wall with her shoulder, face rising until it caught the light.

“Full noon takes too long to get to us, doesn’t it. But the wait was worth it just to see you again.”

So I’m reading a Harlequin Romance written circa 1978...

And here are some descriptions of the hero:

“He seemed to work in a dramatically elegant confusion. And it suited him. A heavy lock of black hair fell forward over a broad forehead above black brows and hawkishly handsome features.”

“As he swiveled his chair around and swung elegantly shod feet up on the desk with a thump, the long, supple lines of his thighs tightened against charcoal-grey wool trousers. In spite of his lazy, lounging attitude the whole room was pervaded by the force of his dark masculinity. No one could ever ignore this man.”

“He suddenly looked up and she found herself staring into cold, very blue eyes made even more stunning by a fringe of thick black lashes.”

“His eyes were as magnetic as lodestones, drawing her against her own volition. He picked up a pen and began twisting it reflectively in long fingers.”

“The lean,narrow-hipped figure had a charismatic air of distinction that was in no way diminished by the unruly lock of coal-black hair which still flopped over his brow.”

Sigh. For some reason (can’t imagine why!) this character has captured my full attention!

  • Me: So apparently my fanfics can be found on goodreads now, so that's weird.
  • Mother in Law: Now are these your Harry Potter stories?
  • Me: Yes.
  • Mother in Law: That ones I'm not allowed to read?
  • Me: Yes.
  • Mother in Law: Because they're dirty?
  • Me: Yes.
  • Mother in Law: You know, I DO read romance novels.
  • Me: Not like this.
  • Mother in Law: I read sex scenes. Plenty of the books I read have sex scenes.
  • Me: Fine. You look in all of your Nora Roberts books for the filthiest sex scene imaginable. Then I will read it and will let you know whether or not you're adequately prepared to read my fanfic.