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The Second Bridgerton And I: Part 8

Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

Summary: Y/n Clearwater is named the “Sparkling Diamond” by Queen Charlotte herself, but she doesn’t know what to do with all this attention. Of course she has her family, but sometimes that doesn’t seem enough. But what happens when she encounters a specific Bridgerton, which changes the course of her season.

Author’s Note: This chapter includes scenes from season 3 episode 5 of Bridgerton. Down below is the link to the part 7. I hope you enjoy!

Dearest Reader,

While most seasons of our fair marriage mart follow a predictable pattern, this author likes it most when there is a surprise. It is said that surprise is one part secrecy and one part speed. And last night, an announcement came with great speed indeed. It may come to a surprise to all that Mr. Bridgerton’s rumored assistance in helping Miss Featherington find a husband has, instead led the two of them finding each other. Regardless of how it happened it is surely a wonderful time for the happy couple.

Adeline finished reading the Lady Whistledown pamphlet that was released this morning and to say that I was surprised was an understatement. I know that Penelope and Colin recently shared a kiss with one another, but I did not except them to become engaged, and especially with such haste. They did not even court one another!

However, although I was surprised I was also quite elated for my dear friend. I know how long she had harbored feelings for Colin and it is about time that Colin saw what a remarkable woman she is.

“Oh that is wonderful news!” I exclaimed from the couch in our drawing room.

“Their betrothal is definitely a surprise.” Noah said as he plucked a biscuit into his mouth from the plate that was on top of the nearby table.

“Did you know about this Carina?” Alex asked me.

I shook my head in response

“No. I knew that they shared some sort of affection for one another, but I had no idea that they would get married, especially since they never began to court one another, and definitely not so soon.”

“Well no matter how quick or surprising this news may be, Penelope is a lovely young girl and it is nice that she has found someone who appreciates her for who she is. They will make a handsome couple.” My mama said.

I nodded in agreement.

“Can I visit Penelope Mama?”

“I know you would like to visit Penelope and congratulate her, but I would wait Y/n. Her family is probably celebrating at the moment, so I would wait a few days before doing so.”

“I guess you are right.” I said disappointedly.

“But you can still send something if you would like. We can go shopping for a gift this afternoon. How does that sound?”

“That sounds lovely mama thank you.”

My mama gave me a smile and returned to the book she was currently reading and I returned to the embroidery I was working on.

I was stitching blue cornflowers with a few baby’s breaths scattered around. I am not the best at embroidery, but this one did not seem to be turning out so bad. Seeing the needle go up and down, as it poked holes within the cloth, was soothing and I found myself enjoying myself.

I heard Adeline playing the piano forte in the background. It was nice melody and I soon found myself humming along as I stitched.

“What has got you in such a pleasant mood sister?” Alex asked.

I looked up to where Alex was sitting, across from Noah, at the table.

“Hhmm?” I asked.

“What has you in such a pleasant mood?”

“Yeah. You are in a chippier mood than you have been of late.” Noah added.

Mama did not look my way, but I can tell that she was intently listening for my next words.

“I do not know. The weather is lovely, Adeline’s playing is excellent, my best friend is engaged. What more can I ask for?”

“Being married yourself perhaps.” Noah said.

“Well…Maxwell is returning this week, so we shall see what happens.”

Noah seemed satisfied with my answer, but Alex looked at me unconvinced, but said nothing nonetheless with a knowing smile. He knew me so well that he could tell when I was lying.

I was not lying though. They were all real reasons why I was happy, but the main

reason I was in such a good mood was, because of me and Benedict. We finally resolved the misunderstanding between us and he graced me with his presence this morning. Well sort of. He waved at me from the street below while I was in my bedroom. He is lucky that my basket of thread was near my window because he would have been waving at nothingness if I had not seen him.

Of course I could not voice that Benedict was the reason for my unexpected happiness, so I kept quiet and hoped that my family (except maybe Alex) would believe my answer.

When thinking about Benedict, I couldn’t help, but reimagine a certain series of certain events that happened at last night’s ball.

When his lips came into contact with my own, it was as if I was reborn. The woman I once was completely gone and I was left with someone who was fresh and enlightened. Benedict made me feel things that I did not know was even possible.

Our first kiss was beautiful and gentle. As if he was afraid I would break if he attempted the kiss otherwise. But this kiss was hot and heavy. It was as if Benedict was demanding me to kiss him. His left hand found itself at the side of my face, but his right hand wandered lower.

His kisses trailed down from my mouth and to the nape of my neck, which caused noises of pleasure to escape my mouth. Benedict brought his mouth back on to my mouth to silence me and separated from me enough for him to say,

“You do not want us to get caught right?”

I nodded.

“Then keep quiet.” He whispered in my ear, which sent shivers down my spine.

I nodded again and he continued to where he left off.

Eventually, he lifted up my leg to his waist and he slowly inched his hand under my skirts. I quickly pulled away and stopped his hand from going any further.

“What are you doing?” I asked as I brought my leg down.

Well I did know what he was doing I was not stupid. My mama made sure I knew everything I needed to know a few years ago, but I was surprised that he would do such things in a public setting. Even though we were alone, someone could easily walk to the very balcony we were at for some air. And then we would be caught and it would all go downhill from there.

“Do you trust me?” He asked.

“Yes.”

I did not even need to think. I did trust him.

“Then you do not have to worry about what I am doing.”

“That is not what I meant. I know what you are doing?”

Benedict looked at me shocked, but said nothing.

“I just…do you think it is a good idea to do such things here where someone can easily find us?” I asked.

He took a step back to think about my words.

“No I do not think it is a good idea. I think it is an excellent idea.”

I looked at him puzzled. Benedict stepped towards me and cupped my face.

“I love you and you love me and that’s all that matters.” He said.

I was shocked. I did not expect him to say that. He loved me. I could not believe it. Benedict loved me. I was happy. No I was more than happy. I was overjoyed. What I was once wishing for was actually reality. He loved me. I did not know how much I yearned for him to say those three words until he did.

“You love me?” I asked.

“Of course I do. You are kind.”

He kissed the back of my hand.

“Compassionate.”

He kissed my ear.

“Strong willed.”

He kissed my cheek.

“Insanely beautiful.”

He kissed my nose.

“And the woman I want to be with.

He kissed my lips.

“Any man would be stupid to not fall in love with you.”

He looked into my eyes. His blue eyes met my e/c eyes and I knew I was a goner. I was probably gone a long time ago, but it was not until now I realized the true depth of my situation.

“How do you know I love you.” I said teasingly.

“Well you are here. With me. Alone. And you have no objections when I do this.”

His lips found his way to my mouth again and I got lost in his touch. Benedict bit on my bottom lip lightly, which caused me to to leave a small opening for Benedict’s tongue to have complete access to my mouth.

Without breaking a sweat Benedict gently pushed me up against the wall, so that we can be concealed better. My hand found its way into his hair. His touch set me on fire, but it felt familiar at the same time. I could be like this forever in Benedict’s arms. Doing this, or simply holding hands while promenading. It did not matter what we were doing just as long as it was with him. I wanted to do everything with Benedict.

I slowly pulled away and we both took a moment to catch our breath. Then I uttered the three words that he said to me earlier.

“I love you.”

A smile broke across Benedict’s face and his hand pulled a stray hair out my face. He grabbed my back securely holding me up straight. I wrapped my arms around his neck and re-connected his face to mine.

His hand slowly bright my leg to where it once was and his hand went—

I had to stop.

I was currently daydreaming about what occurred between me and Benedict when the rest of my family was still in the room. I had to get out of here, before my family noticed I was acting off.

“I am going to see if I have green thread in my room for my embroidery. Maybe a different blue as well.” I said.

I grabbed the blue thread I was currently using and stood up from the couch.

“Are you alright dearest?” Mama said, “you look a little pale.”

“I’m fine I assure you.” I said.

I walked out of the drawing room before the rest of my family could say anything, with my blue yarn in hand, and made my way to my bedroom. The walk to my bedroom gave me some time to steady my breathing and calm down from my daydreaming. Benedict could still affect me even when he wasn’t present.

What a discovery!

I entered my room and went towards the basket of yarn that sat beside my vanity on the floor. I found a green thread that I thought might match the blue I had already used and another blue thread I quite liked. When I rose from the ground, I noticed the hancherchief that Benedict had given me still on my vanity.

I looked down at the threads in my hands and then back at the handkerchief. An idea suddenly popped into my head.

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Benedict

I quickly walked up the stairs to enter my home. Anthony and Kate were supposed to return from their extended honeymoon today and I wish not to be late. Before I entered the main entrance of the house I heard a voice that sounded like Anthony’s.

“I could get used to such long journeys if every return was like this.” Anthony joked.

They must have just arrived. I entered to see my family welcoming back Anthony and Kate.

“Brother.” Anthony said as he grabbed Colin’s arm.

“Brother. Good day.” I said as I pulled him into an embrace.

“And from where have you returned?” Anthony asked.

“Just out for a morning stroll.”

I did go out for a morning stroll. And it was to see a particular Clearwater through her bedroom window. Good thing when I waved to her window she noticed me because then I would have look like a mad man. Well I guess I did look like a mad man to the general public. Who knows what I looked like to them when I was waving at someone who was not in front of me.

But I did not care. I was living in my wildest dreams ever since last night and I did not have any plans of leaving my dreams. Then I remembered a little piece of information I heard in Whistledown’s issue this morning.

I looked Colin dead in the eyes and said,

“I read a curious piece of news in Whistledown this morning.”

“Mm-hmm.” Colin responded.

The rest of my family showed knowing grins while Anthony and Kate looked confused.

“Oh. What is it?” Kate asked.

“Brother you must tell them.” Hyacinth said excitedly to Colin, but before Colin could say anything she said.

“You delay so I shall. Colin is engaged to Penelope Featherington!”

Kate looked in complete shock, but seemed overjoyed for Colin, while Anthony, well I could not read his expression, but he did not seem overjoyed.

“Hyacinth must be the most excited of us all.” Mother said.

“Congratulations.” I said.

“Thank you.” Colin replied.

“Ah. Well what wonderful news.” Kate said to Anthony mostly. I think she was trying to get him to be happy for Colin.

“Of course.” Anthony replied.

“Thank you. I am in high spirits.” Colin responded.

“It seems…” Anthony said as he broke away from Kate to meet with Colin and I, “…we brothers have much to catch up on, indeed.”

The three of us decided to go to a local bar where we could discuss Colin’s engagement with an afternoon drink. We found ourselves a table and Anthony went to go grab our drinks.

“Devin was very well, but…we have bigger fish to fry.” Anthony said, “First…” Anthony took a seat beside me before saying, “…explain!”

Anthony and I looked at Colin waiting for his answer. Our seating arrangements were like an interrogation. Rather comical if you ask me, but Anthony and I wanted answers.

“No furtive looks necessary.” Colin said.

“Come now, you must admit, its’s all rather sudden.” Anthony said and I had to agree with Anthony on this one.

“What was sudden was my last betrothal.” I had to agree with Colin on that one. His betrothal with Marina was much more shocking and sudden compared to his betrothal with Penelope.

“So I cannot blame either of you if you are prone to think me foolish.” Colin continued. “My feelings for Penelope are not a thunderbolt from the sky. I have known her for a very long time, and perhaps I have always felt something for her. My only foolishness this time was not realizing it sooner.”

I sighed at Colin’s words. He really did care for Penelope and he was serious. I can see the vast difference compared to his last betrothal with Marina. Penelope was a perfect fit for Colin.

“Have you said these words to her?” Anthony asked.

Colin tensed up. I guess he never told her these words.

“The final part, the betrothal, it…it did all happen rather swiftly.”

Swift indeed Colin. Swift indeed. Colin’s words made me think about what happened between Y/n and I last night. The feeling of having her so close was ecstasy and I only had a taste of her. I simply could not get enough. I wanted to discover more about her and I could not wait to do so.

I wonder if she enjoyed it as much as I did. I would think so since she greeted me rather warmly this morning through the window.

“Ah, it’s swift because—“

“Are you going to duel with your own brother, or…” I interrupted Anthony.

He looked at me with a look of annoyance, that I was right, and understanding.

“Well you are marrying her, and for all the right reasons, it seems. That’s all that matters. But tell her.” Anthony continued.

Anthony and I both looked at Colin expectedly.

“Very well. Perhaps I shall go see Penelope now.”

Colin stood up from his chair, but before he could leave, I raised my glass and said,

“First…to your wives,”

Anthony raised his glass and so did Colin.

“Congratulations.” Anthony said.

“Thank you.” Colin said.

We all drank.

Colin then quickly left the room without another word.

“Can you believe that.” I said “I did not know that.”

Anthony looked amused.

“What about you brother?” He asked.

“What about me?”

“What about your wife? I’m married. Colin is engaged. Is there a special someone that caught your eye?”

My mind immediately went to Y/n. I would like to court her, show everyone in society that we were betrothed to one another. But I know she was currently courting Maxwell. But maybe after last night…My thoughts probably showed on my face because Anthony said.

“There is someone!”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“Do not lie to your brother.”

“I am not.”

Anthony seemed to realize that I was not going to change my answer.

“Very well then, but I would like to meet her. Or at least know who she is.”

“Maybe.” I replied.

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“One chocolate and two vanilla please.” Maxwell said.

“Oh you do not have to pay for mine dear.” My mama said.

“No it is alright. It is the least I could do since you let me take Y/n out for an outing today.”

Mama looked at Maxwell with acceptance and gratitude. He definitely received some brownie points from my mama today.

The worker took our order and then told us to sit in the corner near the display of treats. Maxwell and I sat at one table and my mama sat at the table next to ours.

“I used to love coming here as a kid.” I said.

“Yeah? Why so?” Maxwell asked.

“Well doesn’t every child love to go to the ice cream parlor?”

“Well…yes.” Maxwell laughed.

“Well me as a child obviously loved coming here for the ice cream, but I also loved coming here with my family. I have the fondest memories here. I remember one time Alex threw a spoonful of ice cream on my dress and I had a fit. I was furious back then, but now I remember the memory with fondness. I guess that’s what happens as you get older. Maybe it’s because you want to go back to when times were simpler. When all you had to worry about was an ice cream stain on your dress.”

“That definitely makes sense.”

The waiter arrived with our glasses of ice cream.

“I bet it is nice having siblings. Being able to grow up along with the same group of people.” Maxwell said.

“You are an only child right?”

Maxwell nodded.

“Being an only child is probably vastly different from growing up with siblings.” I said.

“It is indeed.”

“Is it lonely?”

“Sometimes. But sometimes I quite enjoy the solitude. Allows me time to think.”

“I cannot remember the last time I had some quiet to hear my own thoughts.”

“I can see how that can be a problem.” Maxwell said with a laugh.

“You do not have any cousins?” I asked.

“I am not that close with them.”

I could not help but feel sorry for Maxwell. I could never imagine not growing up with siblings or not being close with my non-instant family. I then realized how different Maxwell and I are.

I for one have three siblings, Maxwell has none, and although they drive me insane, I would not trade them for the world. Secondly, I am quite close with my cousins, while Maxwell is not close with his at all. I guess we are what people call “opposites attract”. Right?

“Well this conversation took a sad turn.” Maxwell said.

I lightly laughed in response.

“Now enough about me. I know you said nothing happened much while I was away, but I want to know everything. Even details that you might think are boring.” Maxwell said.

I instantly thought about what happened yesterday with Benedict, but I absolutely could never mention this to Maxwell because he would immediately call off this courtship.

“I already told you. Nothing eventful happened. Plus I wrote you letters, while I was gone. Although one thing that recently occurred, that you might know about already, is that my friend Penelope Featherington recently became engaged to Colin Bridgerton.”

“I in fact have heard about it. I did not realize you two were friends with one another.”

“Oh yes! We have always been friendly with one another, but it was not until the end of last season that we became friends.”

“Ah I see.”

We continued to talk as we continued to eat our ice cream. I had just finished laughing at a joke Maxwell said and he continued to say,

“I really enjoy spending time with you Y/n. If being married to you is anything like this, I will be the happiest man alive.”

My smile slowly fell from my face as I heard his words. His words were simple, but to me they carried so much weight.

“Are you alright?” Maxwell said.

I cleared my throat and said, “Um…yes I’m fine. I just had some ice cream stuck in my throat.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes I’m sure.”

I smiled at Maxwell and he seemed to think that I was alright.

“Okay then, but if you are feeling upset you can tell me.”

I nodded.

“Good. Now I am going to go pay for the ice cream. I will be right back.”

“Alright.”

Maxwell left our table to go pay for our ice cream and I was left alone with my thoughts. If I were to be honest I felt guilty.

Guilty for cheating on Maxwell with Benedict. Well maybe not necessarily cheating. Me and Maxwell are not married, but we are courting. That is two steps down from marriage, so my actions do carry some significance. Maxwell does not deserve such treatment, but I could not help but think about Benedict and—

“Y/n are you alright?”

I turned around to see my mama looking at me concerned.

“Yes. Why do you ask?”

“You were simply sitting still at the table. I wanted to make sure you were alive.” She joked.

“Oh…I was simply thinking.”

“About?”

“Maxwell.”

Which was not a lie.

“He is a fine young man isn’t he.”

I nodded.

“You found a good one Y/n.”

“I did didn’t I.”

My statement was true, but I was not happy about it like I should be.

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“Miss Y/n there is a letter for you Alexandra stated.

I looked and noticed that she had an envelope in her hand. I grabbed the letter and replied with a thank you before noticing that it was from Penelope.

I quickly opened the envelope to see what she had written.

“Dear Y/nn,

Thank you so much for the blue silk coin pouch. The embroidery on the pouch is exquisite. I can tell it was done by you (you have always been better at embroidery than me). Thank you for giving me a blue one instead of a family color. You know how much I distaste those colors. I am sorry I have not been able to see you recently. Ever since my engagement things have been hectic. We must spend time with each other soon. Perhaps a promenade around the park? I do hope to see you this weekend though. In the envelope I included an invitation to my engagement party. Your entire family is invited as well. I would love for you and your family to be able to attend. I hope you have been doing well and I cannot wait to see you again.

Sincerely,

Your dear friend Pen

I smiled at Penelope’s letter. I am glad she enjoyed my gift for her and I did in fact work hard on the embroidery. I figured I should give her a blue coin purse because a) she hates her family colors, and b) she will become a Bridgerton soon.

I looked into the envelope and found the invitation Penelope was taking about and I knew I had to show this to mama. Suddenly my mama entered the room.

“The menu is set?” My mama asked.

“Yes ma’am.” Our head maid Mary replied.

“Tea?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“The children?”

“Two out of four are ready ma’am.”

“Only two?!

Mama turned to see that only Alex and I were currently present.

“Where are the others? The Bridgertons are about to arrive any minute!”

Before Mary could reply I interjected.

“Relax mama. Everything shall be perfect. There is no need to be so formal.”

“Y/n is right mother.” Alex said. “It is not like the Queen is coming over for dinner. It is only the Bridgertons.”

Our words seemed to calm her down.

“You both are right. It is only the Bridgertons.”

It seemed like my mama finally came to her senses.

“Very well then. Mary, see where Adeline and Noah are. Y/n and Alex go up to the drawing room. There is no need for you two to be down here. I am going to make sure that a few things are in order.”

Our mama left before we could say anything.

“Oh Mary before you go. Make sure that my mama reads this eventually. It is an invitation to Penelope and Colin’s engagement party. And can you bring this letter to my room?” I asked.

“I will have her read it before the Bridgertons arrive.”

“Thank you.”

Mary took the invitation and my letter from Penelope and went wherever my mama went.

“Mama’s mind gets so frazzled sometimes.” I said as Alex and I began to walk upstairs to the drawing room.

“I know.” Alex said, “At least we know where Adeline gets it from.”

We both broke into laughter.

“Are you looking forward to seeing a certain special someone?” Alex asked.

“I do not think Maxwell is attending dinner tonight.”

But I had a feeling that Maxwell was not the “special someone” Alex was talking about.

“I am not talking about Maxwell. I am talking about a certain Bridgerton. The second one to be exact.”

And it appears that I was correct.

“Benedict? Well of course! He is a great friend. As is Francesca. The whole Bridgerton family really.”

“As a friend? Really? Is that why you decided to wear the dress you are wearing? The same exact dress you wore in order to impress Maxwell at a ball not too long ago.”

I suddenly had a loss for words. I looked down and realized that I was in fact wearing the same exact dress that I have worn to impress Maxwell. I completely forgot I told Alex such information. The one time I regret doing so.

I did not intentionally mean to wear this dress, but maybe I did subconsciously. Benedict has been on my mind for quite some time now and that may be why it influenced my wardrobe choice. Was I trying to impress Benedict? I did not know. I did want him to think I looked presentable.

Alex must have noticed my overthinking because he grabbed my shoulders and said,

“Hey I am sorry for saying such things. I was only teasing. I know you are courting Maxwell and you are happy about it. You are happy aren’t you?”

I nodded. That was not a lie. Maxwell did make me happy.

“Then forget I ever said anything. Can you forgive me?”

“There is nothing to be forgiven.” I said with a smile. “And like you said, you were only teasing.”

Alex smiled back at me.

“Now come on. They will be arriving any minute now.” I said.

As we walked to the drawing room I could not help, but feel nervous. Benedict will be arriving shortly and this shall be the first time that I will see him since the event that occurred three days ago. I hope we both can act civilized and not draw any attention to ourselves that would reveal anything to our families.

When Alex and I entered, Noah and Adeline were already seated in the drawing room.

“Were you two here this entire time?” I asked.

“Of course!” Noah said, “It was stupid to think to even listen to mother and wait for the Bridgertons at the entrance of the house.”

“You could have said that more nicely.” Adeline said. “There was no need to drag mama.”

“I am being honest.”

“A little too honest.” I added.

I decided to take my seat at the piano forte. I hovered my hands above the keys before I began to play a simple familiar

tune. I let my muscle memory take me and fell into a trance as I played a song that I knew since childhood.

I didn’t realized I had an audience until I heard applause at the end of the song.

I turned and noticed that the Bridgerton family were standing near the couches watching me. I wonder how long they have been here. I quickly rose from the piano stool to greet them.

“That was lovely piano forte playing Y/n.” Violet said as she brought me into an embrace.

“Thank you. It has been a while though, so I was a little rusty.”

“Nonsense! You are as good as me. Maybe even better.” Francesca said as she hugged me as well.

“Have you met Anthony and Kate dear?” Violet asked.

“No I do not believe so. I believe they were on their honeymoon when we last had dinner.” I said.

“Oh! That is right. Well here is my eldest son Anthony and his wife Kate.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you both.” I said as I slightly curtsied.

“Oh you do not need to be so formal.” Kate said. “The pleasure is mine to meet you as well.”

Kate seemed nice and her smile was warm and welcoming. I turned to Anthony and he gave me a kind smile and I returned the favor.

“Am I chop liver over here.” I turned to see Benedict on the other side of Violet and I instantly blushed.

“Oh my goodness! I am so sorry Benedict I did not see you there.”

“It is alright. I am used to it by now. Being second best. Who can compare to the Anthony Bridgerton.” He joked.

“What…that was not my—“

“Quit hogging her Benedict!” Gregory said and I was grateful for the little boy for freeing me from further embarrassment. I knew that Benedict was joking, but I was too nervous to say anything in his presence.

Hyacinth grabbed my arm and added, “We are going to go play cards with Y/n.”

And before I could protest I was dragged over to the table where a game of cards was already set up for three.

“How did you know where to find the playing cards?” I asked.

Hyacinth shrugged and I shook my head. I played a few rounds of cards, with Gregory and Hyacinth, until I got bored and decided to join Francesca at the couches, along with her mama, my mama, and Kate.

“I hope you all will come to Colin and Penelope’s engagement party this weekend. I am sorry that Colin could not attend tonight. He had some matters he had to attend to.” Violet said from Francesca’s right as I sat next to Francesca.

Francesca gave me a sweet smile and I returned it.

“Oh Y/n! I am glad you can join us. Your mama was telling me that Penelope sent you an invitation to the engagement party this weekend.” Violet said.

“Yes she did and I cannot wait to attend.”

I answered.

“Yes you can expect all of us to be there.” My mama said across from Violet.

“Wonderful! I do not think there should be much people in attendance from our side, but I am not sure how much people will be there from Penelope’s side. I hope there is not much people. I recall Lady Featherington mentioning a long list of people, but I hope it is not true.” Violet said.

“If there is a lot of people attending, I hope I prepare enough food for everyone.” Kate said worried.

“I am sure you will dear.” Violet said. She placed her hand on Kate’s shoulder for support.

“Y/n it is so great to meet you. The whole family told Anthony and I so much about you.”

“All good things I hope.” I replied.

“Oh you have no idea.” Kate said, “You were praised by everyone and especially Benedict.”

My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Benedict.

“I was only speaking the truth.” Violet added. “You are a very lovely young lady Y/n.”

“Thank you.” I replied with a blush. I never took compliments well, but it was nice to think that I am thought of so highly by the Bridgertons. And “especially Benedict” did not go undetected by me and the comment made my blush even deeper. But I was saved by the bell, literally, when Mary walked in to announce that dinner was ready.

“Finally!” Alex said, “I am starving!”

I rolled my eyes at his comment.

As I rose up from the couch Francesca asked me.

“Shall we walk together?”

“Of course!”

We linked arms and joined our families to dinner.

“I have some wonderful news Y/nn.” Francesca said. “Can I call you Y/nn?”

“You most certainly can. But do tell this wonderful news.”

“Well do you remember, not too long ago, when you and I and our mama’s went shopping together?”

“I do recall.”

“And we ran into Lord Kilmartin and he left rather abruptly?”

“Yes.”

“Well he left… because he went to go get the sheet music, that the musician was playing on the street, and he had it arranged to the way I would have liked that piece of music to be! Can you believe it! I could not even believe it! I have been learning and playing it non stop and now I have it memorized.”

This is the most excited I have ever seen Francesca. Her feelings for Lord Kilmartin seemed much stronger compared to her feelings for Lord Samadani, if she had any feelings for him.

“I am so happy for you Francesca! Lord Kilmartin seems like a nice man.”

Francesca nodded.

“I decided to follow my heart and that is to pursue Lord Kilmartin and my family is supportive with my decision, or rather they are at least trying, and that is all I could ask of them.”

I nodded in understanding.

“What about you and Lord Tewkesberry?”She asked.

“Things are going quite well. Ever since he left for Paris, Maxwell and I have exchanged letters to one another, and yesterday him and I attended the ice cream parlor together.”

“Do you feel happy with him?”

“Things are easy with him.”

“Are you happy?”

“I could be.”

There was a frown displayed on Francesca’s face.

“Can I be frank?” She asked.

I nodded.

“It seems to me that you feel comfortable with Maxwell, but you do not feel content. It could be because you are holding yourself back or maybe…maybe…”

I could tell she seemed hesitant to say her next few words.

“It is okay. You can say what you would like to say.”

Francesca took a deep breath

“Maybe Maxwell is not the one for you. Maybe you need to go over your options. It is just a thought.” She said quickly.

I stood silent and began to process what she had just said. There was some truth to her statement, but I could not say that I wanted to court her brother. I believe that she did not even have an inkling of our feelings for one another.

“Oh my goodness! I said the wrong thing haven’t I.” Francesca said. “I am so sorry! I overstepped and now you are—“

“Francesca relax it is alright.” I interrupted “Your words just gave me some things to think about.”

Her words gave me a lot to think about.

“Are you sure?” She asked with uncertainty.

“Yes I am sure.”

“Alright because the last thing I want to do is to make you upset.”

“Do not worry. You have done nothing wrong.” I reassured her, but her words did not reassure me, so I began to consider my options.

I thought about the good qualities that Maxwell possessed. He was kind, considerate, caring and he takes great care of me. My family also approves of him. He is also someone I can talk to when I am down. All qualities that I would want to have in a husband.

But I could not help, but hear the nagging voice in the back of my mind. Telling me to look the other way. Telling me that Maxwell was not the one for me, but in fact Benedict. But this was not the time to think about such pressing matters. Tonight I am supposed to have a lovely night with my family and the Bridgertons. My thoughts on my future husbands can wait until later.

We all made it to the dining room and we began to take our seats.

I was about to sit beside Francesca when someone pulled me away from her.

#bridgerton #bridgerton season 3 #benedict x reader #benedict bridgerton #friends to lovers #francesca bridgerton #penelope featherington #violet bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #kathani sharma

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morbidology · 2 months ago

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In July of 2019, Julia Tomlin reported her two-year-old son, Noah, as missing. Julia's life was a constant struggle to make ends meet. Unemployed and grappling with her mental health conditions, she relied on disability checks as her primary source of income.

Diagnosed with bipolar disorder, attention deficit disorder, and post-traumatic stress disorder, Julia's daily life was said to be a battle against her circumstances. The family also depended on various forms of government assistance to survive.

Food stamps, Temporary Assistance for Needy Families, Supplemental Security Income and Medicaid were lifelines that kept them afloat.

Despite these supports, life in the trailer park was far from easy, and Julia often found herself overwhelmed by the demands of raising three young children on her own. Of her three children, Julia seemed to have a particular concern for Noah.

She believed he might have autism, though no formal diagnosis had been made.

Noah exhibited behaviours that apparently worried her—he frequently rocked back and forth to soothe himself, sometimes banging his head in distress. He had been a late walker, and his speech development was slow, leaving him often silent or babbling words that were difficult to understand.

But after Noah was reported missing, detectives learned some very disturbing truths about Julia, and their suspicions were quickly heightened....

This week’s episode of Morbidology takes a look at the tragic case of Noah Tomlin. You can listen to episode 278 of Morbidology across all podcast platforms:

𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞: https://bit.ly/4f6W6iL

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#noah tomlin #true crime #true crime podcast

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domesticated-feral · 1 year ago

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small town AU where:

Scott and Melissa moved there after losing the house during the divorce and she's working at the rural clinic while he's working under Dr. Deaton.

Stiles is still the kid of a sheriff and the sheriff's department takes care of beacon hills as well as the surrounding other small towns in the county :)

Four words, Livestock Veterinarian Alan Deaton! Four more bonus words Livestock Veterinary Assistant Scott!!! A bunch of more words Deaton and Scott with cute little baby farm animals!!!!!!!!

(if i truly had the energy to do so, i would love to continue writing my livestock vet Scott + farmhand Stiles fic, but that's a different AU)

Derek Hale is a city kid turned farmhand on an old man's farm (the old man in question is Elias, Stiles' grandfather)(and to the question why is Stiles or his father working at the farm is because 1. Elias lets his son work as a sheriff because whatever and 2. Stiles is a walking disaster no way is he letting that boy in charge of farm chores nuh uh not even on a lazy almost fall summer day where there's not much than the usual morning feeding also 3. Derek was only hired after Elias accepted that he was not as young and capable as he used to be and Noah and Stiles put themselves in charge of finding a farmhand)(Derek was the only one to send in a reply to their job ad) and the farm primarily raises sheep for meat and wool but I'd like to think that after Derek started working there a few years back he'd regularly add in new animals every summer or so. Sometimes he'd raise poultry, sometimes it's a small drove of pigs, sometimes it's not even animals but just a crop of pumpkins and squash and tomatoes and cucumbers!!

Derek loves the sheep. He's a shepherd through and through.

Jackson is not a whittemore but a miller, except his parents just died a bit later into his life and he lives with the whittemores on their large scale hay farm where there's an added bonus (to me)! h o r s e s !!!!

(all of this is just a way for me to write my fav characters interacting with my longest running obsession of all time, horses)

Lydia's mother owns the town's bistro/bar, her father owns the lodge built next to it. It used to be a whole business but it split with the divorce but there's still the whole B&B package deal to this day as it's wayyyyy too popular to risk losing business by stopping it.

Allison moved there pretty recently and the guns business her family owns fits in pretty well with the need for safety of the farmer and their livestock from predators and also for the wild game hunters in the late summer through fall hunting season.

Scott and Lydia bonding over being two kids from a divorced family. Scott and Lydia bonding over having pet dogs (Roxy is alive and Prada and her are absolute besties). Scott and Lydia being partners in science projects. Scott and Lydia spending wayy too long staring into each others eyes than how much friends would. Scott and Lydia realizing they want to be more than friends.

Stiles spouting off cool animal facts that Scott 100% already knew but acts like he didn't because both of them are stupidly in love with each other.

Scott meeting Derek when on the job. He can't help but crush over Derek and his enthusiasm over regenerative agricultural practices.

Jackson trying to impress Scott and Stiles by trotting up and down the main street on his horse. (I live laugh love by my Scott/Stiles/Jackson agenda) He also gets his dad to bring his horse over to school so he can just ride on it back home, in hopes of impressing Scott and Stiles but Scott is too invested in Stiles animal facts that they only way Jackson really has a chance was when Scott came over with Deaton for an emergency check up on a rogue cow on their property that was limping bad. Jackson straight up embarasses himself because he's a loser :P but Scott finds the attempt endearing and asks if he'd want to hang out with him and Stiles. It's the beginning of a slippery slope of 'Oh. Oh.' realizations for the three of them.

Scott and Allison meeting each other at the bistro and it starts a blossoming relationship that tugs at the heartstrings. It's cute little notes during class and hanging out at the bistro over hot chocolate even on hot days and going over to each others house to watch TV to cuddle under the same blanket and quick glances at each other and it's so goshdarn cute.

BASICALLY, SCOTT/EVERYONE because I can't choose which ship to go with this au because Scott DESERVES everyone and everyones ALSO DESERVES Scott :D

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creative-creatures · 9 months ago

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TD World Tour AU, where Noah is Chris’s Assistant from the start of World Tour, instead of a contestant … Alejandro tries to charm Noah, like Alejandro had charmed Chef, but Noah is immune to his charms… What if Assistant Noah still told Owen that Alejandro is like 'an eel dipped in grease' and Alejandro CAN'T get rid of Assistant Noah for saying that?… Would they have a weird frenemy relationship for the rest of the show?… With Alejandro sometimes teasingly flirting with Noah, like he does with Heather? 😘

Brooo! Thats an epic idea! Alejandro would be so mad about his inability to remove Noah lol! I think you're right, they might have a frenemy relationship unless they get together romantically. . .

Heather would also probably try to get with Noah for perks or allyship. Not flirting or romantically (maybe) so it would be so funny to see her enemy-ship against Alejandro gain a new member. Or, who knows, they all might be against each other like that one spiderman meme?

#total drama #noah tdi #tdi noah #td noah #total drama noah #total drama series #tdwt alejandro #total drama alejandro #alejandro burromuerto #alejandro total drama #heather td #heather tdi #heather total drama #tdi heather #total drama heather

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venusaria · 8 months ago

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Random D.Gray-Man Noah head cannons because im stuck in an overnight shift and im beyond bored

Since the Noah have existed for 7,000 years, they can understand (maybe) every language thats existed in human history, or at least the more commonly spoken language

Tyki speaks Portuguese, and sometimes speaks in Portuguese while speaking english. “Listen here merda *insert more dialogue”. I also head cannon he swears in Portuguese “Filho da puta!”

Road prolly has a cavity wirh the amount of sweets she eats. Its prolly the back tooth

Skinn has a Louisianan accent

Honestly D.Gray-Man characters canonically speak english, i imagine them having accents based off where they are from since their VA’s have American accent (before anyone attacks me i love their english voices i really do-)

Sheril has a gummy smile and you cant rip this head cannon off my cold hands

Jasdevi hates oysters….idk why i head cannon this i just do-

Lulubell is the best ballroom dancer out of all the Noah but because of how reserved she is, she doesn’t dance in front of everyone. (But she prolly did with Mimi before she was killed)

For some reason i like head cannoning Mightra as an older-ish (early 30s) woman, even though their identity is canonically unknown. Honestly i would love another noah thats a woman im desperate-. Like i can just imagine Mightra as like having Lulubell’s personality but more uptight since they are in charge of performing maintenance in the ark. Not like strict but straightforward.

Since wisely is nosy with his mind reading abilities, i can easily imagine the rest of the noah (especially sheril) imagining something explicit or something bizarre just so they can annoy Wisely while hes trying to read their minds. “Jasdevi why are you imagining an akuma dressed as a clown?”

Wrathra is probably gonna be the youngest character since they are gonna reborn at some point, but i like to head cannon that they find wrathra when they are a baby (as in after they are born since wisely can prolly find them?). Sheril will prolly adopt them since he adopts every being in sight-

Tricia knows the Noah’s plans and is an ally to the Earl, and chooses to remain happily marry Sheril in the process to assist them (damn i forgot she existed)

They host game nights. Tyki likes to gamble. He always loses because of wisely cheating with his mind. “pedaço de merda sobrinho.” “Haha get recked”

Bonus: if they were in a modern au i can see Road doing mukbangs with candy. I can honestly see it. Jasdevi would try to be the goth kids (but the family always mistaken them to be emo, they will throw a temper tantrum). Sheril will probably be laughing at minion memes on facebook. Everyone would probably thirst for Tyki on social media while hes the polar opposite in real life (ultimate troll)

#dgrayman #d gray man #rambles #d.gray-man #dgm

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courtney-deserved-better · 1 year ago

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Oooo we get to ask about Ace Attorney stuff? Don't mind if i do!

What are Courtney and Emma's favorite games out of the entire franchise? That and what would be the rest of the main 6 of Amicus Curiae's favorite game of the series ( or if they would even play those games)

ooo let's see! disclaimer that i have not played/watched playthroughs of aa5, aa6, aai2, and dgs.

emma - her fav is aa1 it's a classic! phoenix and edgeworth are at their peak rivalry! her fav character lana is in the last case! mia is very briefly alive!

courtney - she loves the trilogy as a whole but her favorite game is aa2 (minus turnabout big top) because there's lots of franziska and the last case SLAPS (courtney is a little salty that franziska didn't get to prosecute aa2-4 and beat phoenix) aa3 is her second favorite game bc she really likes bridge to the turnabout

alejandro - it's not really his thing but he'll watch courtney play sometimes and he got disproportionately invested in the aa4 story solely because of the gavin brothers (haha him? projecting? nooooo) (but he does enjoy the story and apollo and trucy as protagonists)

kitty - she's not a big fan of visual novels, she much prefers games where she can shoot/move/do stuff, but when emma's playing she'll voice all the weirdgirl assistants and emma will end up voicing phoenix and they have fun (kitty is just waiting for emma to ask her if they can cosplay mia and maya together. she doesn't realize that emma relates more to lana and ema)

noah - also not a big player for similar reasons to kitty but he likes to watch emma play aai1 and come up with theories/logic as well as make fun of the game mechanics. sometimes he'll voice edgeworth and kitty will voice kay and emma can't decide whether she loves it or if she's incredibly annoyed by it

owen - not invested enough to have a favorite game but pearl is his favorite character he would protect her with his life. loves the wacky vibes of the game. he only half pays attention when someone else plays it but when they're struggling with finding the right piece of evidence/logic owen will blurt out a ridiculous line of reasoning that always turns out to be correct because his mind somehow operates on the same wavelength as phoenix's

#ask #anon #amicus curiae

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total-drama-brainrot · 10 months ago

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Total Drama Psycho Noah AU, when Noah became Chris' Assistant, both Chris and Chef eventually learn how INSANE Noah truly is and how great Noah is at hiding it... As a lowkey psycho himself, Chris thinks that it's awesome... Noah would sometimes give Chris deadly ideas for the show! 😈

See, Chris himself literally states that he's fond of Scary Girl/Lauren in the reboot because she's so unhinged. Given that he's a bit (read: a lot) of a sadistic sociopath (/pos), it's pretty much a given that he'd have a weird sort of appreciation for characters who can keep up with his more dangerous tendencies; just look at how many cameos Izzy makes in seasons she's not even supposed to be a part of! And how many times Izzy manages to re-enter the competitions she's already been voted out from!

He's definitely got a bias towards the more psychotically-inclined characters.

So of course he'd think that psycho!Noah is awesome.

He'd be fully aware of just how insane Noah is, and how eerily good he is at masking such, just by proxy of being the show's host.

Remember, Noah spends the majority of his confessional time straight up mocking and taunting the audience with what he could potentially do, given his skillsets and lack of integrity, and his and Izzy's scheming is hidden from the contestants but the two of them are diligent enough to ensure that the cameras can pick up on their crazed ramblings and plots- it's good content, after all. So pretty much everyone on the production team knows that Noah's missing a few screws, and is very much so an 'accident' waiting to happen.

Not that he'd ever intentionally hurt anyone. It's still Noah, after all, and he's far more inclined towards psychological warfare than anything physical. Noah's got more self-control than his confessionals would let on, but he finds a twisted sense of amusement in threatening the viewers with his 'instability' and portraying himself as a wolf in sheep's clothing. In the same vein, he's not entirely morally bereft, or particularly violent (certain incidents non-withstanding), but his commitment/indulgence in the whole 'unhinged psychopath' display often overrides his better judgement. It's just so fun to let loose and go wild, sometimes.

(He's far more susceptible to violence when it's 'justifiable'. Duncan's a bully and a thug, and he's the one to physically accost Noah first, so he gets bitten. The Ripper is supposedly a murderer, trying to manhandle and kidnap Noah, so he gets his hand privileges revoked by means of two broken forearms. The whole 'painting the knife red' talk was a bluff on Noah's part, he was playing it up for the camera knowing that Owen would intervene- something to keep the audience on their toes, and something to add validity to his confessional threats.)

Maybe that's the reason they (Chris and Chef) take him on as a personal assistant in the first place? Given that p!Noah spends the majority of him time during Island secretly plotting and scheming with Izzy to cause as much chaos as possible, or intentionally being as unnerving towards the audience in his confessionals for his own amusement, whilst ensuring that the other competitors were none-the-wiser to his true nature (save for Duncan, eventually, in the TDDDDI special), he's the perfect candidate for someone who can keep up with Chris' wilder ideas whilst also maintaining a level of professionalism needed for showbusiness.

Because he can mask his less palatable tendencies, and he can do so proficiently and consistently enough to keep the people he's essentially trapped with fooled for ~8 weeks. That's an impressive, telling display of just how cunning and capable p!Noah is.

Though I imagine a lot of his assistantship would be Chris full-on enabling the real Noah, by tasking him with challenge preparation and encouraging him to make the challenges more deadly ambitious. It's like enrichment for the both of them; Chris gets to watch chaos unfold under his guidance, and Noah gets to actively cause chaos without having to consider the social/tactical drawbacks.

It also has the added bonus of giving both Noah and Chris an outlet for their manic energy that's relatively harmless, as opposed to letting Noah stew under his mask of indifference until he really does snap and inadvertently or intentionally hurt someone.

Note my use of the word 'ambitious' there, because that's pretty much the main defining difference between canon Noah and p!Noah (despite the obvious). p!Noah has goals and ambitions, something regular Noah lacks entirely, and these goals are to wreak as much havoc as he can undetected.

Luckily, that motivation coincide with Chris' goal of hosting an exciting show. He wants to broadcast drama, tension, and thrills to the viewing world- what's more thrilling than the perpetual threat of a crazy person finally snapping and ditching the façade? Letting said crazy person run wild with ideas that impact the whole show!

Not too wild, though.

Meanwhile, I imagine that Chef is the one to play peacekeeper between this dynamic duo and the rest of the production team, since he pretty much acts as a pseudo-caretaker/minder for Chris in canon anyway. The 'Voice of Reason', if you will, and someone hardy enough to actually confront the two should they take things too far.

#uh. to summarise. chris and noah enable each other's sociopathic tendancies as a weird found family bonding activity #chef and chris are noah's bad influence uncles (chef's a slightly better influence) and noah is their bastard nephew who they spoil rotten #also trying to convey the fact that just because someone's crazy it doesn't make them a complete monster #it's still noah. just noah who likes to Go Apeshit sometimes. and sometimes he's too committed to the bit 🙊#he doesn't want to actually harm people (for the most part) he's just Feeling A Little Silly #total drama #td noah #chris mclean #psycho!noah au #silly ideas #replies

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ask game: for TRC what's a pairing u are Not a fan of? 👀

I’ll just answer all the fandom asks for trc since that’s one of those questions

Favorite character: Adam and Blue could fight it out depending on my mood since they’re all time favs for different reasons, but these days have had clinical levels of Adam brain rot so Adam <3 love that demented freak so bad

Least Favorite character: both Niall and Artemus for different reasons Niall I hate more as a person but he at least brings some interesting things to the narrative (even if I think the narrative also is kinder to him than he deserves) whereas Artemus is just boring + takes time away from more interesting Blue plots + dynamics so I resent him more ultimately. So Artemus. But of the mains + fandom favs there’s no one I strongly dislike I would have said Kavinsky a few years ago but that was only because I hated his fandom passionately, his char in a vacuum I’m quite centrist about.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

Adam x Gansey, Blue x Gansey, then if we’re including td3 Jordan x Hennessy is in third place and Jordan x Declan in fourth, and fifth Blue x Noah. not counting td3 fourth is Pynch (I’m mean about them sometimes but when trc Pynch is good they are really good.) and 5th hmmm. will go with Gansey x Henry but it could be one of a few ships depending on my mood, this is the everyone loves everyone series after all.

Character I find most attractive: middle school Sana was in love with Helen lol to the point where I mentally wrote some self insert-y Blue x Helen fanfiction. Now I would probably say Gwenllian (which is helped by the fact when I went to work on her section of my trcverse minor women Pinterest board I saw a lot of Katie McGrath/ Morgana images and I’m watching bbc Merlin rn so! relevant to my interests).

Character I would marry: Jordan <3.

Character I would be best friends with: I don’t badly want to be friends with anyone from the verse of protags..Jordan and Blue are the only candidates out of them everyone else is just automatically nope. Oh and I could hang with ghost Noah but probably not Noah back when he was alive. In general honestly I’d love to spend time with Persephone as her research assistant in her phd writing or being trained by her like Adam was or having her as an Aunt/maternal figure like Blue did.

A random thought: very normal about this series as you can tell

An unpopular opinion: well I just said this in the tags of that poll but even though I love TDT a lot it’s not my unequivocal favorite like it is for a lot of people / I prefer BLLB and TRB as overall books. Part of this is def character biases related since TRB is the Adam book but also has quite a bit of Blue/300 fox way and then BLLB is the Blue book but also has quite a lot of Adam focus (although ironically TDT is probably my favorite book of them all for Adam content specifically. I love when my favs get messy <3) and I love Ronan but gravitate towards him least out of the core four.

My canon OTP: Blue x Gansey

Non-canon OTP: Adam x Gansey

Most badass character: honestly not a lot of chars in this verse I think of as badass… I mean Adam’s ruthlessness and cleverness are impressive as hell but I also think of him as more pathetic than he gets credit for being in certain ways so hesitate to call him that. Calla or the Gray Man

Pairing I am not a fan of: I really don’t have a ship I hate or even strongly dislike overall in this verse, it’s more about active vs passive interest in various pairings or that existing on a scale, or it’s about how I feel about fandom’s take on a dynamic. I used to say Rovinsky but again that was for fandom reasons not canon ones and certainly not for morality discourse reasons. These days if I’m being negative about a ship it’s usually Pynch and that’s for a combination of late canon reasons + fandom issues. BLLB Pynch will always have been a slay though, and they get to take that to their graves some ships never achieve that level of slay even for a limited time. Least interesting relationship across the board…. Sorry to say it but honestly Carliana. I enjoyed some td3 yuri in that I was obsessed with the Jordanessy clonefucking vibes and intrigued by what little Carmenessy there was but Carliana… I can’t say I found it terribly compelling. But not to the extent of hate just like a flatline.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): trc wise Blue but Not for the reasons I’ve seen fandom go for in the past as some of the things fandom slotted as bad writing / screw ups I would defend as good character writing specifically the types of criticisms that were just like. “It’s bad writing that she has dimensionality and flaws such as being judgmental or insecure or hypocritical and having imperfect views of feminism or being occasionally classist or displaying internalized misogyny but when the boys do this sometimes to worse extents (especially on the misogyny front) I think it’s a realistic flaw boys will be boys” DIE! And then as a response to this criticisms ik Blue stans in old school fandom (I might even have been a bit guilty of this when I was like. 13) would write a million headcanons about Actual Blue who is a perfect feminist unlike canon Blue and like… ultimately that’s not Blue / not the char I love. Not that this is specific to Blue it happens all the time with similar molds of character or female chars in other archetypes with adjacent discourse surrounding them Piper McLean is another example that comes to mind, so many others count especially in male-lead media where there’s then pressure on the fewer female chars to represent ideals rather than being three dimensional people the way the male chars are. So I think Those criticisms of Blue’s writing are ultimately not relevant in my mind / aren’t real criticisms. And in general I think she’s a well written character in the first three books which is not to say that misogyny doesn’t impact how she’s written in those books I could certainly be analytical about that if I wanted to be but nothing that detracts from her overall character. HOWEVER, the writing still Does ultimately fail Blue / do her dirty / is misogynistic towards her not because she has these flaws but because the narrative ultimately *resolves* these flaws by having her only learn to not be so judgemental of rich white boys and one rich Asian boy instead of anyone else or spending an equal amount of time breaking down their assumptions about her, TRK doesn’t give her personal struggles almost any page time and she has the sloppiest resolution in that book with her whole fundamental nature being boiled down to her being a tree before she has to Plot. So yeah I do think she’s done dirty by the writing but I’m generally hesitant to agree with people who say that she deserves better writing before I hear qualifying statements about what exactly they mean / how they mean it, for these reasons.

Favourite friendship: despite also shipping them my gut instinct was Blue and Noah, otherwise it’s Adam and Persephone

#Ty!#s speaks #asks #sofour #Trc

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stigmvtas · 9 months ago

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TALES OF RHODES — NOAH EVERETT.

welcome to marina, NOAH RHODES ( trans man, he/him ) ! they are a TWENTY SIX year old SELKIE / SUN NYMPH who resides in LOCKE ROW. They work as a CLERK AT BAD TRACK RECORDS / LAUNDROMAT ATTENDEE AT THE FISHBOWL and are said to look a lot like ELLIOT FLETCHER. People around the island find them to be WHOLEHEARTED and INQUISITIVE, but also IMPISH and QUIXOTIC. what do you think?

CONTENT WARNING FOR ILLNESS, PARENTAL DEATH, AND GRIEF.

profile.

full name — noah everett rhodes.

nickname(s) — to be seen! who knows! idiot boy. lover boy. no - aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh.

date of birth & age — march 6th, 1998. twenty6.

gender / pronouns — trans man. he/him.

sexuality — bisexual.

typing — 1/2 selkie ( peltless ), 1/2 nymph ( sun ).

occupation — clerk at bad track records & laundromat attendee at the fishbowl. professional synth keyboard player. master of throwing an m&m in the air and catching it in his mouth.

astrology — pisces sun, cancer moon, cancer ascending.

interests — yelling nonsense into a microphone. pants that hang too low from his hips. kissing people often. an extensive hair curl routine. rumbling and tumbling and loitering in liminal spaces. parties, drinking, dancing, smoking. good times.

aversions — too quiet of spaces, where there's nothing but thoughts. belts. arguments - with or around. greening out. people who wanna rain on his parade. animal haters. people haters. the bed bugs in his room.

next in queue — scrawny by wallows; tongues by the frights; tongue tied by grouplove .

notable features — gauges in his lobes that he's too afraid to stretch further & a slew of shitty stick and poke tattoos, including a tramp stamp and the ones literally his arms ( t - shirt sleeves always cut off at the hem ).

general disposition — sunshine - y and aglow in excitement - for what? he doesn't know. just happy.

last known location — getting stuck in one of the washers at the fishbowl and he just keeps going around and around and his legs are kicking around and originally it was a "oh no i'm stuck in the washer!" stuckporn bit but now he's actually stuck and in need of assistance oh god please help him he's like a drowned cat.

scrying mirror & kindred — troy barnes ( community ), tony ( west side story ), jason mendoza ( the good place ), kevin ball ( shameless ), joey tribbiani ( friends ).

brief history.

the slightly younger half - brother of logan & piper ( and all the other rhodes ) - they share a dad but his parents weren't in any sort of formal relationship, so noah mostly grew up with just his mom. he'd see his siblings sometimes - but not often during childhood. usually it was just noah and his mom - against the world.

grew up very, very loved despite that. his mom tended to shelter him from the world and all of its hardships, and even with their financial troubles he was left blissfully unaware. nights of a dinner for one, solely for noah - new clothes while she wore the same old things. gifts under a plastic peanuts - esque christmas tree in exchange for a few too many medical concerns left untreated.

years of scraped knees always kissed then bandaged, long walks as he followed his mom to work, hand in hand; her arms wrapped beneath his to give flight when his wings were too small, too weak.

noah started working as soon as he'd been old enough - just twelve years old and picking up odd job after odd job so his mom wouldn't have to work as much, as hard. lawn mowing, hedge cutting - fence fixing, newspapers thrown about, tables wiped down - floors swept.

and when his mom kept getting more and more tired - noah would pick up the pace, always smiling - always laughing.

illness, parental death; and then she died - near as quick as she'd been diagnosed. something chemical, something unhealable - like smog stuck in her lungs, thickening until there'd been no more room to breathe.

grief; noah was sixteen - and for the next year he didn't speak. light literally gone from him; weak and feeble, and unarmed against a hungry world. it was like he'd suddenly - broke. stopped functioning. staying with his dad when he could - it was always a full house, and noise suddenly hadn't felt right for him; so he'd couch - hop more often than not.

but time moved on - and by the same time the next year; it'd been like nothing had happened. he didn't talk about his mom - but he would smile, laugh - all the same. filled his time with friends and parties, late night munchies and same - day hangovers. started hanging around his siblings more - needed some sort of family to cling onto, yet.

has probably been in community college for the past like. while. in and out of classes - noah mostly just works what jobs he can to keep his little trailer in the spark park. pretty sure it's actually just a shed from sears. but he doesn't mind - he doesn't think much about the future, or the past - always just focusing on the present.

facts & temperaments.

hopeless optimistic & rose - colored romantic. refuses to look at anywhere but the upside of things; forced positivity until it burns. big time lover - many partners, mostly short - lived or on - and - off - and - on - and - off - and - on - again. has a lot of love and struggles to find a place to fit it all.

a bit absentminded and dense - he doesn't often think of the consequence of his actions, though he's always well - intended. just forgetful, sometimes. kettles left on for too long - work shifts forgotten about.

doesn't know what he wants to do in life but he figures he has a... long time to figure it out - that maybe he wants to do a little bit of everything first, you know? impulsive - master of wikihow. wants to do everything once in life.

despite being half - selkie, noah feels much more in tune with his nymph side; feels closer to his mom, even with her gone. his pelt's rarely charged, shoved at the bottom of his clean - clothes pile or stuffed in the closet of an ex, probably. deep water intimidates him - he's not a great swimmer. but he loves to fly.

tries to control it, but often emits a soft glow of light like a little firefly. usually dependent on how happy he is - and noah's often pretty... happy. or stoned.

fan of harmless little jokes and pranks. just likes having a laugh - tries not to take life so seriously. he doesn't want the wrinkles.

jack of many trades, master of none. perfectly adequate - smashes drums and jams keyboards all the same. bombs at karaoke but at least he has the spirit.

really just sees the good in everyone. type of person to fall fast and hard and for the wrong person more often than not. thinks he could fix them, maybe - if he loves hard enough or tries all his best. gives too many chances, and refuses to see different. stubborn in that regard - but gives up in most other aspects of life.

honestly noah is just vibing. head empty, little dumb but happy to be here.

#marina:intro #illness tw #death tw #parental death tw #grief tw #im sure there's more but noah's so new that i'll figure it out #˗ˏˋ intro ⟶ ❛ noah rhodes ❜

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fairyrebelled · 10 months ago

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noah. • bodyclaim. • headcanons. • isms. • threads.

Is that DYLAN SPRAYBERRY? No, that’s NOAH GREENE. The 21 year old FAIRY OMEGA MALE (HE/HIM) is a/an/the STUDENT & ASSISTANT (TO THE FAIR FOLK COUNCIL). If you ask their friends, they’re known to be CONFIDENT & INDEPENDENT, but beware, they’re also known to be RECKLESS & REBELLIOUS. Can you believe they’re from THE PRESENT? Me either.

BASIC INFO

full name — Noah Greene age — twenty (april 1st) gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns) second gender — omega occupation — faircouncil slave assistant clothing style — punk-ish, holes, tears, pins etc. and jeans

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — Dylan Sprayberry hair — brown / eyes — blue height — five foot & five inches build — compact, lil stocky but thin waist and big arms scars — a few from fights he picked by spreading his no-shits-given attitude tattoos — a few, family emblem on his wrist (not his decision), an anarchy for fae logo on the back of his neck piercings — a bunch, eyebrow, ear, nipples, lip special characteristics — no shits given attitude, will pop the finger at pretty much everybody sexual preference— bratty bottom sub kinks — breeding, tell him what a good boy he is, praise, nipple play (pierciiiiiings), spanking, put pretty things on him (a shiny plug or collar or something), manhandling (he's a brat, be ready) anti-kinks — scat, gore

PERSONALITY

alignment — chaotic neutral positive traits — confident, independent, kind negative traits — reckless, rebellious, brat, feisty, unfriendly hobbies — rebellion keeps him busy

MEDICAL INFO

mental — n/a physical — healthy bby phobias — n/a eyesight — 17/20 dominant hand — right hand drug use — nop alcohol use — yep, even tho he's not allowed oops. diet — annoyed by all the fancy-ass rich people food from home, he's big into fast food

BACKGROUND

birthplace — new haven, CT parents — Alkara Greene & Noraine Greene siblings — Alwyn, Islwyn and Shania (all older by 10 ish years) education — high school drop out notable skills — fighting his parents, arguing about the exact same thing over and over and over, disagreeing with everything someone else says

Born with not only a silverspoon in his proverbial mouth, but an entire collection of silver cutlery, Noah should've grown up to be the happiest child with the most fulfilled life one could imagine. And for a long time it was exactly that, or it felt like it, but Noah never quite felt like he ... was right where he was. It might've been the fact his siblings were all much older than him and he'd been somewhat of an accident, or maybe it was because they were all so incredibly good at everything - they were Fairies after all, that he just .. knew he'd never be able to compete.

They were tall, blonde, blue-eyed and smart. Alwyn was going to law school - a year early than was normal, Islwyn was a resident at the hospital and Shania had just opened her own restaurant under the ever-watchful eye of the town's council. They were all in meaningful and yet arranged relationships with other Fairy partners and it was honestly kind of disgusting to watch sometimes. It wasn't normal, being so goddamn perfect.

And so Noah decided to be the exact opposite. No oppression, no ... letting them dictate life for him, no pushing him into being someone he wasn't. He was wild, he didn't like school, he didn't like authority, he ... just wanted to be left alone. He wanted to fuck shit up and leave a path of destruction in his wake. It wasn't even that he hated his family, he just ... didn't want to be part of it. Sure, they probably loved him, but ... they sucked at showing it - really.

He ran away from home a few times, slept in abandoned buildings (yes, even New Haven had some) out by the fields, but someone always found him and he was dragged back - kicking and screaming to once again find himself in a golden cage of .... wealth. Ungrateful, spoiled, brat. He was aware, thank you, but he also couldn't give any less shits than ... none.

So, he got himself into trouble. He stole from the mall, he cracked windows of store wherever he went, his trusty bat always with him wherever he went and he picked fights whenever he could. It was... freeing, feeling his blood pumping and adrenaline take over. But it never lasted unfortunately and so he kept on going higher and further - harder and faster.

Until he got himself caught. Again. Only this time ... the council was involved and Noah was faced with two options. Be the first Fairy in jail among vampires, weres and sharks or ... work for a better future. My ass, what a bunch of nonsense. But he ... had no other option than to accept, because no way in fucking hell was he going to replace his golden cage with iron bars.

And so he met Dallas Song.

#wtnhintro #intro.

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sspaz1000 · 2 years ago

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15 things

1. Are you named after anyone?

I don’t think I am considering they thought I was going to be a boy.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Tearing up write now, cause of some stupid work drama. Board of Directors are 99% no good. They do not want what’s best for the employees.

Also tearing up over NCIS: LA’s cancellation. I mean I knew it was coming, and I haven’t watched in a few years, it’s still sad.

3. Do you have kids?

Nope x1000 - Stealing @chrisodonline’s answer here.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Sometimes. Though it generally doesn’t land.

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Generally eye color and fingernails/hands. But also how they carry themselves and treat people.

6. What's your eye color?

Brown (oddly I don’t like it on me, but I love Dan Levy and Noah Reid’s eye colors and they are both brown eyes)

7. Scary movie or happy ending

Happy ending. But OMG Z! I loved So Weird!

8. Any special talents?

I have a degree in music. I’m a librarian, so I like stuff organized, but you wouldn’t know it looking at my bedroom.

9. Where were you born?

Metro Philly.

10. What are your hobbies?

Amusement Parks and roller coasters. But also reading and writing. Though I don’t think I’m that good at the writing stuff.

11. Do you have any pets?

Not anymore. We had to put our dog to sleep in December of 2019, and I don’t think we’ll get another one. But we do have bird feeders and our backyard menagerie includes (Birds, Squirrels, Chimpmunks, Deer, Raccoons on the daily, and the not so welcome ones, foxes, and a hawk. I have thousands of photos on my mom’s computer of our wildlife)

12. What sports do you play/ have you played?

Back in the day: Soccer, gymnastics, field hockey, and lacrosse. Also tried basketball for a season but when you see the answer to the next question you’ll know why that didn’t work out.

But then in HS and college it was Marching Band. Yes, band is a sport. I will fight you.

13. How tall are you?

4′11-- In regular sneakers, it just pushes me to that 5′0 mark.

14. Favorite subject in school?

English and Math in HS, and my music classes in college. But also

15. Dream job?

I had always wanted to be an actor. But I have no talent, and I’m short and overweight so that wouldn’t work. But I like being a cataloger at my library. I’m not so much a fan of the Assistant Director Title, but it’ll do.

Adding in here, traveling to amusement parks worldwide and being paid to ride the rides.

Tag 15 mutuals: Not tagging 15 but @lizzie-bennetdarcy @statueinthestone @blackandwhiteandrose @apothecarose

Thank you to @chrisodonline and @aprylynn for tagging me too!

#15 things about me

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briamichellewrites · 2 years ago

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briajo: I’m posting this because I need to make sense of what happened.

Bria made a lengthy post about Stephanie falling off the bed, her experience at the emergency room, and her interaction with the doctor and CPS. It sounded like she was being investigated because she was young and didn’t have a lot of money, not because they thought she was abusing her daughter. Her social worker was cooperating with the investigation, as was the manager of the apartment complex where they lived. Mike and Brad were also involved.

Yes, they had a job to do but it didn’t make it any more fair. Stephanie’s teachers were interviewed. They did not suspect child abuse. It was the opposite. Bria was a great mother and Stephanie was a very happy child. She was dressed appropriately for the weather, always spoke highly of her mother, and was compassionate towards the other children.

“Mommy got in trouble.”

“Yeah, I heard about that. How is your arm”, her teacher asked.

“It hurts like a big owie.”

“Be careful when you’re playing, okay? We don’t want it to hurt more than it already does. Maybe you could play with the dolls. That will be good for your arm. Or, you could color.”

She wanted to color, so she went over to that station. There were other children and another teacher over there. Coloring helped her arm rest. Because her arm hurt, she couldn’t be as active as she usually was. She liked coloring, even though she had to share and wait her turn for the crayons she wanted. Sharing and taking turns were things they were learning.

They were also learning how to say please and thank you. Can I have that crayon, please? Thank you! The teacher complimented them on how nice they were being to their friends. Stephanie was more tired than usual, so she fell asleep easily during nap time. The children were able to choose what they wanted to sleep with. She chose a stuffed bear. After getting under the covers of her blanket, she held the bear tightly and closed her eyes.

They each had a cot, a pillow, and a blanket. The cot wasn’t as comfortable as her bed at home but it was better than sleeping on the floor. While the children slept, the teachers got ready for the next activity. Snack time.

Bria was a little distracted but it didn’t interfere with her work. Brad and Mike could tell she was trying. She could have called in for a day off. Instead, she had come to work. Mike had to leave his phone on Do Not Disturb because he was distracted. After hooking up with Brad, he asked him out for a proper date. He accepted immediately, though he didn’t want to seem desperate or too eager.

He was just ecstatic that a guy was taking an interest in him! Brad would understand if he didn’t respond to him right away. They were sending flirty messages to each other and he felt happier than he had in a long time. Brad mentioned how his wife, Elisa wanted to invite Bria and Stephanie over sometime during the weekend for dinner. They had three children: Jonah, fifteen; Noah, thirteen; and Evan, eleven. Evan was their only daughter and she was a daddy’s girl.

They thought Stephanie would have fun playing with her. The boys? Not so much. That was fine. Mike thought she would be delighted with the invitation! It didn’t seem like she knew a lot of people or had very many, if any friends. He got up to go ask her. While he was doing that, he also got up and went out to get a refill of coffee. He suddenly had a flashback to Chester and the band.

“Chester, where are you going”, Phoenix asked.

“To get more coffee.”

“You don’t need more coffee!”

“Chester, we are not peeling you from the ceiling”, Brad joked.

“Dude, shut up.”

He laughed. Chester loved coffee just as much as he loved women. Just as much as he loved the people around him. As he was pouring himself a cup, Joe came in with Rob, Phoenix, and Joe. They noticed they had a new assistant, so they waited until she was done talking to introduce themselves to her. She was young and beautiful with long brown hair that was pulled back into a ponytail.

Brad introduced her to them. They said hello and shook her hand. It was nice to meet them. They were then pulled into a meeting. After closing the door to the conference room, Rob asked who she was. Brad laughed. Joe commented on how beautiful she was. He was married and not looking to have an affair, he just had to say it. They agreed with him. Mike told them she was hired after they posted a job opening for an assistant. She was a perfect addition to their team.

After catching up, they talked about the reason for the meeting. Phoenix was going grey, as well as Rob. They were not twenty-something guys anymore but full-grown men with families. It was amazing how time had passed.

No matter what, they would always be brothers who would always be there for each other. Rob was having a difficult time with his anxiety and he didn’t participate in all of their anniversary celebrations. His girlfriend was great at listening to him talk about the thoughts in his head beating him up. She comforted him by reminding him that the thoughts were not real.

He was on medication and was going to therapy. It was only because she pushed him. They had only been together for six months but he wanted to marry her. He was getting older, at forty-four years old and he didn’t want to be too old to get married. His family was telling him to wait to get engaged because they didn’t want him to be impulsive. He was still young and had plenty of time. Having a new girlfriend was exciting and he was in the honeymoon phase.

Things could change and they didn’t want him to get hurt. Divorce was expensive and they were worried it would hurt him mentally. After discussing what they needed to discuss, they continued hanging out and chatting. There was a knock on the door, so Joe opened it. A woman wearing a name tag asked for either Mike or Brad. Mike got up and walked outside with her.

Bria was crying and talking to a CPS agent. He asked what happened. They were taking Stephanie while they conducted their investigation. He did his best to make them see they were making a mistake, but it didn’t work. They were just doing their job. Bria asked if she could tell them important allergy concerns about her daughter. Yes, she could. She told them about her allergy to onions. In her book bag, she had an Epi-pen, just in case she had anaphylaxis. She also had Celiac disease.

If she accidentally ate gluten, she would get very sick and would throw up. She needed to go to the emergency room right away. Was there anything else? No. They thanked her for that information before leaving. She sat down distraught. Mike asked if they could do anything for her. She had to hire a lawyer but couldn’t afford one. They would help her pay for one. Thank you. She was welcome.

@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @alina-dixon @fiickle-nia @boricuacherry-blog

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