#anterooms

[theodoreangelos]

Guest chapel and anterooms in the guest house of the Salzburg Priests’ Seminary Gästekapelle und Vorräume im Gästehaus des Priesterseminars Salzburg Гостевая часовня и прихожие в гостевом доме Зальцбургской Духовной семинарии Chapelle des hôtes et vestibules de la maison d'hôtes du Grand Séminaire de Salzbourg Dreifaltigkeitsgasse 14, 5020 Salzburg, Austria Gästehaus im Priesterseminar Salzburg

[bakedbakermom]

god i just love her so much

[lieutenant-sarcastic]

I GOT A PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE NOTE ON MY BAG AT WORK SAYING “MEET ME IN THE PIT” BECAUSE I SCOOCHED HER BAG THAT WAS BLOCKING MY LOCKER IM SCREAMING

[master-missysversion]

I love that final part of the one ask that you said about how 12 stressed to 13 to be nice. Like, Doctors orders be more nice. 12 was like "don't be a meaner, learn from my mistakes! I'm a cunt!' And she did. She's angry. She has every right to be, but like, a tiny, angrier crazy scot is giving her the full big sad blue-green-grey eyes Treatment in her head begging her to not be A Bitch.

Imagine going about your day vibrating with anger and all you want to do is lash out at everyone but there's some old scottish guy in the back of your mind asking you to please be nicey

[anteroom-of-death]

They really had this man doin Parkour.

[darkesttimelinestuff]

A very happy birthday to the woman who keeps us laughing! Happy birthday, Gillian Anderson!

More IG silliness. Thanks for watching my very rough little edits.

[micahdotgov]

"When Malcolm came back in s3ep08" fr tho I was so sad when it aired and now every rewatch I just get sad and insane and domestic

to me those scenes are like a horror movie normal malcolm is so scary who even is that. i do also get insane though of course

[hazeism]

I'll stop drawing boring poses when I figure out WHAT THE FUCK EVERYONE LOOKS LIKEEE

[shang-qieckhua]

Where is the hamster?

hmmm where could he hide?! Maybe... under the cage? Or behind the door? ooooooor....maybe between.... the shoes?!

Oh there he is! x'D

[stahl-tier]

my balcony door being a little not-airtight is alright actually, cause it means I can hear the birds sing outside in the mornings.

[cuddleswinchester]

Actually tbqh Bonus ‘keeper of the sterile core’ points for Frank for not liking that there’s a Dog in OR. He’s Right.

[bigstarlet]

3/4 Bath - Bathroom Bathroom - mid-sized traditional 3/4 beige tile and mosaic tile mosaic tile floor bathroom idea with an undermount sink and brown walls

[knightofleo]

Biosphere | Wyll And Purpose

[artsanddesignng]

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[anteroom-of-death]

There has to be a way to tell People in a casual in real life conversation that you're fine all things considered, Just wondering if you're developing your great uncle's schizophrenia as well as worsening your autism.....

[lovableapocalypse]

birds of a feather

benedict bridgerton x fem!reader

wc- 900ish

warnings- none, i think!

a/n- season three fueled this lolol. i love benedict he's the best bridgerton and i stand by that. anywayyy here's a cute short fic. i hope you guys like. love u all. send any request you want! i need to start writing again. (also this is the first fic ive written/published in like 7 months so sorry if im rusty lolol.) also title inspired by billie's new song. ok bye love u.

Benedict was uncomfortable. He was trying his best to avoid the bustling mamas and crowded dance floor, but seemed to be swept in the middle of it all. He sought comfort in the refreshments table but even there his luck was thin. 

Tired of making horribly awkward eye contact with debutantes and failing to find any more of his siblings to hide behind, he shifted quickly out of the ball and into the quiet anteroom. Glancing over his shoulder and turning a corner, he bumped into a figure with an “Oomph.”

He recovered and caught the mysterious figure before they fell. 

“My apologies.” He spoke, helping who he now recognized to be a lady stand upright. 

You turned to face him more fully, caught off guard. “That’s alright.” You were partly breathless from the unexpected run in. 

It was just the two of you in the secluded room. “Hiding as well, I presume?” You spoke. 

Benedict laughed, “Yes.” 

You smiled in return. “It’s refreshing to know someone shares a similar distaste for these things at times.”

“Very much so.” He sighed and raised his brows, his hands finding his hips. 

You went to speak again, but heard heavy footsteps approaching from the crowded party. You looked to Benedict who seemed to read your mind, quickly grabbing your arm and shoving you two around the corner, flush against the wall. His hand stayed attached to your arm as you panted and tried your best to stay unnoticed. 

The footsteps faded and you glanced sideways at the Bridgerton as they did. Holding in your amusement was difficult and when you were sure it was safe to, you let out a laugh. Benedict, despite becoming somewhat flustered in your hasty escape, joined in your laughter. 

You sighed and rolled your head to glance at the man again. His smile was contagious and you were happy to have a moment alone with him. Even if it was improper in society’s eyes. 

Sighing you spoke, “I should probably return soon. Before my absence becomes anymore obvious.” 

“Is your attendance of great importance?” Benedict questioned. 

“Partly.” 

“I see.”

You smirked as he took in your appearance. “If you find your way back, I’d be happy to keep you company. Maybe everyone will keep their distance if we seem engaged thoroughly with one another.”

You watched his face as he contemplated your offer. He nodded slightly, agreeing. 

Only then did you realize he was still holding onto your arm. He glanced down as well, gently releasing you from his grasp. You peeled yourself off the wall and made your way back to the ball, but not before looking back once more and meeting his eyes. 

You felt your face flush as you reentered the extravagant event. It was nice to have shared a moment away from everyone. You greeted more people and quickly became engaged in dull conversation with guests, thrown right back into the chaos of the function. 

Benedict was still loitering in your previous hiding spot. He needed a moment. He was surprised to have found someone else avoiding the party as well. Especially a beautiful woman like yourself. 

Taking a deep breath and putting on a brave face, he made his return to the ball. His eyes cast around the room searching for you. He was happy to take you up on your offer and stick by your side for the rest of the night. He located you near the balcony and made his way. 

You were nodding your head along in distracted agreement when he interrupted. 

“I’m sorry to intrude,” he started, “but I’m afraid I owe the miss a dance.”

You smiled as you took Benedict’s outstretched hand, sending a half-hearted apology to the interrupted guest. He led you to the dance floor as a new song poured out of the ensemble’s strings. 

You followed his lead in a content silence, merely enjoying each other’s presence. He smiled down at you, leaning close in a whisper. “Where have you been all night? We could have avoided hiding all together if I had found you sooner.”

“I’m afraid more people wanted to converse with me than necessary. A bit annoying, truly.”

“Understandable. I was avoiding conversation myself when I snuck off.”

You smiled and he pulled you closer, enjoying the movement of your bodies. The song came to an end and you were disappointed in having to face the crowd again. Benedict held his arm out for you and you graciously accepted. 

“There you are!” 

You turned together and came face to face with Violet Bridgerton. 

“I was wondering where you two ran off to. Almost sent Anthony to find you until I spotted you on the dance floor.” 

“Ah, yes Mother.” Benedict answered. “We just needed a moment.”

She nodded in understanding before stepping closer, “Do I need to remind you this ball was thrown in your honor? I understand you two are newlywed, but please refrain from ditching your own party.”

You blushed and hid your face in Benedict’s shoulder.

“Yes, Mother.” He laughed. 

“Thank you.” She smiled and sent you her undeniable look of understanding. 

“We were not as sly as I hoped.” You mumbled. 

“Next time warn me before you run off so we can go together.” He added.  

Laughing, you faced him and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Of course, husband.”