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Favorite behind-the-scenes photos from The Alienist.

Sources all over the web but most of these originated from the cast members' socials and @TheAlienistTNT Instagram. Edits are mine.

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[noforkingclue]

Hello! Here’s my request: Reader is Lazslo’s student. She is smart and has potential to be an alienist too, but because she’s a woman, no university will take her. So he takes her in as her mentor and trains her himself. And she and Marcus develops feelings for each other, and later get into a relationship. But they keep it a secret, so it doesn’t complicate their investigations, but everyone knows they have feelings for each other.

Note: requests are currently closed

Of course anon. Hope you like it :D

Title: Keeping it Quiet

Warnings: period typical sexism

You sighed as you sorted through the latest paperwork that Laszlo had given you. You sighed as you read through the reports. You knew that this was a necessary part of your training but still, you had to admit that it wasn’t the most exciting part of the job. Laszlo had warned you when you first started that there would be a lot of routine elements like this. But still, you wanted this too much to let it go.

You knew you had potential but society would never allow you the chance. You could never go to university due to the fact that you were a woman. However, it seemed that luck was on your side. Laszlo saw the potential that most other people overlooked. He was willing to take that risk and train you personally. In hindsight, you shouldn’t have been surprised. Laszlo wasn’t exactly the most conventional of men. Of course he’d be the type of person to take a risk on a female Alienist.

You rubbed your eyes as you put the reports to the side. You enjoyed working with Laszlo, John and Sara on these crimes but admittedly they could get a bit much at times. Especially, as John was often keen to remind you, you were younger than them and therefore not as experienced.

You stood up from your desk and headed over to the kitchen. A break and a well deserved cup of tea was needed. Maybe if you took some time away from those reports they’d-

“I was wondering when you’d leave.”

Ah. Then there was the other reason why you liked working on the cases.

You smiled up at Marcus as he pulled you into the kitchen. He pressed you gently against the wall, hands on your hips. You looked nervously at the door but quickly looked back at him.

“What happened to being careful,” you whispered teasingly, “I thought you wanted to keep this quiet.”

“I do but sometimes I can’t help myself.”

You and Marcus had been seeing each other for the past couple of months. Of course there was an initial attraction but Laszlo had heavily implied that you should be focusing on your studies first. However, at the end of the day the attraction was too great.

You rested your head against Marcus’s chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

“You free tonight?” he whispered

“You know I’m not.”

“Not even for an hour?”

“It’s a murder case. You know that as well as anyone.”

“I know.”

Marcus rested his chin on top of your head and you closed your eyes and leant against his chest, listening to his heart beat.

“Not even half an hour?” he asked

“Maybe. We’ll have to see.”

At that moment the door to the kitchen door opened and you and Marcus jumped apart. To your faint relief it was John standing there and not Laszlo. You felt your cheeks get hot as he smirked between the two of you and said,

“Not interrupting anything am I?”

Embarrassed, you quickly left the kitchen. All thoughts of the once longed for tea were now gone. You sat back at your desk and turned your attention back to the reports. You could hear Laszlo come back into the room. You didn’t need to see his face but you could feel the disapproval in his gaze.

Fuck.

So much for keeping this quiet.

[redex-writes]

This was the show, right?

[touchtheinvisiblestars]

"Y/N it's not proper. What does it look like to everyone who sees you gallivanting all day with those amateurs."

"James, you of all people know I'm at work."

"We've spoken about that too. But don't change the topic. When will you see sense and stop acting like some common tart."

"If that's the way you see me following a passion. Maybe we don't know each other as well as we thought."

"Come off it Y/N. Your passion isn't exactly a woman's foray. Don't try and pull the wool over my eyes. I know you've probably just been his three penny upright."

"Fuck you James." You seethed, tears threatening to spill over.

You took off your beautiful engagement ring, and slammed it down onto the table in the hall. Storming over to the front door, you ripped it open and disappeared into the night.

***

Marcus wasn't expecting any visitors, especially not this late. His surprise was evident on his face when he gently unlatched the locks and opened the door to find you. Shivering and teary.

"Y/N how did you get here?" He asked ushering you into the warm hallway.

"Walked. From my place." You chattered out as he grabbed a blanket from next to the fireplace and wrapped you in it.

He guided you to sit in his armchair in front of the slowly dying fire. Kneeling down in front of you.

"Why? You shouldn't be out at this hour. What happened?"

"I'm done with James. He pretty much accused me of being with you behind his back. What did he call me, oh yeah, your 'three penny upright'."

"He what?" Marcus asked incredulously.

"How dare he speak to me like that. Who does he think he is?"

"Clearly a very jealous man. He's lucky I wasn't there."

"I'm not even sad about it. I'm just really angry. I don't have anything to feel guilty about. We haven't done anything!"

"Of course. You-" Marcus was interrupted by a thumping on the door.

You both froze staring at each other. If that was James and he found you here. You may not be guilty, but it sure would look it.

"Y/N are you in there?" James yelled, slurring drunkenly.

"I'll tell him to go away." You whispered as you placed down your teacup and moved to stand up.

Marcus stood up and blocked your path, "wait, he's been drinking. If you answer that and he's in the mood I think he's in, I'll have to get involved and then it's a police matter. I know you care for him and I don't want to risk him doing something he'll regret."

The banging on the door continued. James continued to yell for you.

"I've got your ring. You need to come get it." James laughed, making you feel uneasy.

"But he's going to wake up the whole street."

"Okay, umm, go upstairs to my room and wait until he's gone. If he comes upstairs, lock yourself in the bathroom.

"Okay, what are you going to do?"

"Tell him to piss off really. It's midnight and I have work in the morning."

Shrugging the blanket off you, and quietly making your way upstairs. Trying to make as little noise with your shoes. You waited just outside Marcus' room. Trying to listen. Marcus let out a sigh before approaching the door.

"Where is she?" James spat.

"Where is who Mr. Thompson?"

"Y/N I know she's come here."

"I suggest you try looking for your fiancée in more obvious places. Why would she be here?"

"Don't play coy with me boy. I know what you think of her. Just waiting for the chance to jump on her. She's in here isn't she."

You heard a light scuffle, presumably as James tried to get into the house.

"I'm going to warn you once. Do not try and force yourself into my house. You don't have the authority or the permission to do so."

"I know people Isaacson. Don't think just because you get paid to carry a gun you're safe."

"Don't threaten me Mr Thompson. Go home."

"I know she's in there. Tell her to watch her back."

A few seconds later the door closed, and Marcus sighed from the hallway. You made your way back down the stairs, sitting down a few steps from the bottom.

"That went well. He tried to get in didn't he?"

"Yeah, he's not dealing well with it. But you're safe here. Don't listen to him."

"He does know a lot of people. I'm sorry to drag you into this."

"You don't need to apologise. Let me get you some tea."

"Thank you. I'm so sorry Marcus. I just turned up here. I won't do this again. I promise."

He brushed you off with a smile and disappeared into the kitchen. You took yourself back the the living room in front of the fire. A short while later he returned with two steaming cups of tea. Handing you one. He perched himself on the footstool in front of you.

"You're too kind."

"The spare room is yours if you want it." He offered, taking a sip of tea.

"Thank you. I'd really appreciate it."

"I'm not having you go back to him. He doesn't deserve you."

"He doesn't have me anymore." You held up your now empty ring finger. "I'm done."

[begonefoulthing]

Reading The Angel of Darkness by Caleb Carr rn and honestly John Moore is the definition of a drama queen and so far I LOVE it. I say so far bc I haven’t finished the book (I finished the first two days ago), but as of how far I’ve read, he really is. But I seriously can’t blame him when every character in the book is like “not know, John!” Or “you’ll see” or “we don’t have time!” Whenever he asks wtf is going on like bitch I’d be the same in your shoes honestly skdkskdk

[kreizler-pupil]

OKAY I AM SO HAPPY

I started reading The Angel of Darkness yesterday and IT HAS A MAP (that would have been so useful in the first book). Problem is that it's almost impossible to read, so I looked it up on Google.

AND I FOUND A WEBSITE DEDICATED TO "THE ALIENIST". It has tons of stuff I can't stop going over; News on Caleb Carr, analysis, sumaries, information, EVEN MAPS with the locations of the places mentioned in the books.

It's not official but it's SO GOOD. And here it is!

Actual footage of me after spending an hour on reading everything in there:

(Only thing: I'm having problems subscribing to it, but still can check it though)

[amalias-whatsoever]

what the hell was the second season of the alienist?

first of all this killed marcus? MARCUS? MY FAVORITE CHARACTER? why?

and lucius was left fucking alone? no. just no. they were so precious. just DON'T TOUCH THE SIBLINGS, anyone but them.

I'm in tears.

also John and Sara? why this ending? violet could have had a great character development but no let's solve this triangle (there was no triangle to being with tbh) in an absurd way.

Laszlo is happy. I'm happy. even though I would have liked to see him more during the season. but I really loved that he finally acknowledged that he needs to think about himself and his happiness too.

how the actual plot ended was actually pretty great so I'm not gonna complain.