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frost-queen · 2 days ago

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A dance of fencing (Reader x Benedict Bridgerton)

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Summary: Benedict takes up fencing, not knowing who his opponent is as he remains quiet. Each time he is defeated by his partner. During the balls a girl keeps following him and trying to make something clear. With his mind still on winning a match, he makes a deal to buy his partner a drink if he wins. If only he knew his opponent was the girl who kept trying to hint it at him during balls.

Benedict hurried towards the door as it caught Violet’s attention. Making her stop mid-way, gawking at her son. – “Uhm Benedict… where are you going?” – She wanted to know. Benedict stopped, moving a bit back. – “Out.” – he replied as if it was the most casual thing. – “Now, it is almost calling hour.” – Violet responded.

“I… I have other obligations.” – Benedict answered already checking the clock in the hallway. – “But your sister…” – Violet reminded him again. – “Will be fine without me, she has plenty of hawks circling around her.” – he called out heading for the door.

Before Violet could scold him, he had left. Calling over one of the carriages. Violet sighed loud, entering the drawing room to wait for any suitors to announce themselves to Francesca. Benedict hopped into the carriage as it rode off.

The carriage stopped in front of a mansion. White stone walls with pillars on each side. A man was standing outside having a smoke. Not even trying to hide it. His eyes focused on Benedict when he got out. – “I’ll be damned Bridgerton is that you?” - the man called out, dropping his cigarette on the ground.

Sniffing it out with his heel before coming over. Benedict looked surprised at the acquaintance when he neared. – “John Fidleton is that you?” – he asked. John shook his hand firm with a pat on against his shoulder. – “Here for fencing too?” – John wanted to know, leading him closer to the mansion.

Benedict chuckled out a laugh with a shrug. John laughed patting him hard on the back. – “A man of many talents.” – John joked leading him inside the mansion. – “To be honest I just needed an escape from the house.” – Benedict teased with a smirk. John laughed loud patting him even harder on his back.

Benedict nearly stumbled forwards, coughing as the air felt being punched out of his lungs. – “You were always the funny one.” – John teased with a poke in his cheek. Benedict chuckled softly, rubbing his cheek. John leaded him to the training room. A grant ballroom now occupied with other obligations then dance. Many men were already suited up and warming up.

John slapped Benedict hard on his back. – “Get yourself ready.” – he shoved Benedict towards a door. Benedict left the room to change. With the helmet under his arm, he returned. He observed and watched some already parring. The sound of their fencing foil clattering against each other.

The instructor entered as everyone lined up. The instructor paused to give Benedict a quick bored glance. – “You new?” – he asked making Benedict nod, adding a bow afterwards. The instructor motioned with his head for him to join the line. Benedict hurried over, coming to stand beside John.

The instructor clapped his hands together after his speech, making everyone form a pair. Benedict turned to look at John to partner up, but John had already left to meet another chap. Laughing loud. It made Benedict look uncomfortable around as he didn’t knew anyone else. The instructor clapped loud, calling for his attention.

He then pointed at a person fully suited up. Benedict bowed to his instructor, making his way over. He approached you, holding his hand out to you. – “Benedict Bridgerton, at your service.” – he introduced himself. You stared down at his hand. As a reply you bowed, not shaking his hand. Benedict cleared his throat a bit ashamed, bowing afterwards.

“I look forward to fence with you.” – he started loosening up his shoulder. You tapped with your fencing foil on the helmet under his arm. – “Oh right.” – Benedict answered, moving the helmet up. – “You aren’t much of a talker are you?” – he questioned as you turned round to take your stand. Benedict put his helmet on, taking a stand as well.

If only he knew. You breathed loud into the helmet taking a moment to compose yourself. Waiting for Benedict to make the first move. Benedict launched forwards as you easily blocked his attack with a swift swing of your fencing foil. One hand behind your back as you needed to use little effort for it. With your fencing foil, you touched his chest with the tip of it.

Benedict looking with surprise down at his chest. You removed the fencing foil from him, taking a step back again. Benedict taking a stand once more. Again he set his foot forwards, launching at you. Turning just a quarter, you let your fencing foil block his. Letting it swing round to unbalance him.

Benedict tensed his jaw, regaining his balance and attacking once more. His efforts were little as your agility and speed blocked his strike before it could come even near you. The tip of your fencing foil again touching his chest.

Benedict groaned loud as you took another stand. You let your gaze go down to his feet, seeing his footwork wasn’t steady. Knowing he was about to strike, you deflected his strike. Making your fencing foil circle around his till it got flung out of his hands. Up in the air, Benedict watched with grand eyes.

You shoved him back with your fencing foil as he stumbled to the ground. With your free hand, you caught his fencing foil taking a deep bow at him. Benedict groaned loud at his defeat. Benedict got back up as you offered him his fencing foil.

He took it annoyed barely giving you a glance. He took another stand. With each defeat, the urge of overthrowing you grew. Giving up, he took of his helmet and went back to the changing rooms. Not even throwing you a glance over his shoulder.

Benedict rubbed his neck to ease his muscles making Anthony glance at him. Benedict cleared his throat, lowering his hand. – “Has he been handling you roughly again?” – Anthony questioned. Benedict sighed loud. – “Now I regret ever telling you.” – he mumbled out. Anthony came to face him, grabbing him by his vest.

“You better land that win on this gentleman for the sake of our family name.” – Anthony told him firmly. – “It’s just practice.” – Benedict replied with a roll of his eyes. Anthony dusted off Benedict’s shoulders. – “No excuse, I just know he is laughing in your face.” – Anthony finished looking suspiciously over his shoulder.

Benedict pushed his brother’s hands off him. – “Actually he hasn’t been taunting. Just quiet.” – Benedict reassured him that his opponent wasn’t mocking him at all. Rather always remaining calm and not giving him much interaction.

“Beside the point.” – Anthony muttered out, bringing up a polite smile when some ladies walked past them. Kate appeared leaning her arm on Anthony’s shoulder. – “Are you taunting your brothers again?” – she asked her husband with a mischievous scowl. – “Wha… no!” – Anthony answered making Kate smile.

Benedict bowed his head to her as she scrunched her nose with a smile in return to him. Kate kept shushing her husband, pulling him away from Benedict. Throwing him a wink over her shoulder as she led him away. Alone, Benedict took a deep exhale.

Getting in motion, he needed a drink. Brushing past ladies and lords to reach the beverages. He got handed a lemonade, turning around to watch the crowd. From the corner of his eye, he saw someone approach. Coming to stand at his side.

“Mr. Bridgerton.” – you said with a curtsy. Benedict nearly chocked on his drink, sputtering in his glass. Lemonade splashing up in his face. Lowering his glass, he wiped his face clean. Standing face to face with a girl. Hands folded in front of her, a dazzle in her eyes. – “I uhm… yes Eloise!” – he called out making an escape for it.

Out of sight, he exhaled loud, undoing his tie a bit around his neck. Puffing loud as he had avoided another eager girl. You blinked surprised at his departure. Taking your glass of lemonade, you went after him. You noticed him standing alone as it made you hum thoughtfully. Hinting he had been deliberately avoiding you.

Knowing you couldn’t face him head on, you decided to sneak up on him to join his side. Slowly you shuffled closer to him from the side. Trying to make it as casual as ever that you were sneaking up to him.

“Mr. Bridgerton.” – you repeated to get his attention. He turned his head with a loud and visible sigh. He already started to get in motion as you wouldn’t let him leave so easily. – “Mr. Bridgerton!” – you called out heading after him. – “Just go back to your mama!” – Benedict responded looking over his shoulder.

Too occupied with him, you nearly bumped into someone. You spun around, avoiding him ending in fencing stand. Looking up, you just had to see if he had seen it. Benedict’s eyes were still on you, but quickly looked away once he saw you had managed it. Brushing you off, you watched him leave. You hoped it would’ve been a perfect hint for him to connect that you were his fencing partner.

Sighing loud, you turned the other direction. No more attempts. Benedict returned to his siblings, needing to shake the feeling off. – “Those debutants keep getting eagerly each year.” – he complained to Eloise. She snorted loud. – “Poor you.” – she teased with pouted lips. It made Benedict give her a little shove. Colin laughing loud.

Benedict entered the mansion once more, heading for the gardens. A match outdoors due to the good weather. Bowing his head to John further up ahead. He then walked straight up to his fencing partner. You pointed with your fencing foil at his helmet to put it on.

Benedict held his finger up to you. – “How about a deal first?” – he asked teasingly. You gestured for him to continue. – “If I land a win, you’ll have to reveal yourself. Show me who you are and I’ll buy you a drink on top of that.” – Benedict proposed.

“What do you say, deal?” – he wanted to know, opening his hands all smug. You nodded accepting his offer. Benedict smiled putting his helmet on. Each taking a stand to begin. No matter what he did, he kept being hit by you. Losing in every way. Making him groan time and time again, but he was persistent.

Benedict kept practising with Anthony in the yard at home. Anthony yelling at him to keep an eye on his footwork. Whatever the cost, he wanted to win the deal. Days past with practices and balls. At practise he kept losing and at each ball, he kept being followed by a lady out of so many.

It started to irritate him as he disliked debutants and their eager mama’s. He started to portray his frustrations into his fencing. Anthony directing him to channel it more clearer. Frustration’s couldn’t cloud his judgement. Day in and out, he practised with Anthony and kept losing to his opponent at fencing classes. Hoping he would lance a win soon enough. Eager to know the gentleman that was outstanding in fencing.

Anthony had given Benedict a pep talk in the morning. Now entering the mansion once more, he wasn’t sure what the outcome would be, but was eager to keep trying. He came facing you once more with a bow. You curled up a smile from behind your helmet. Benedict waited for you to do anything first as it made you quirk your eyebrow up.

You made your way at him as he deflected it. Trying to tap your chest for a point. You spun around with ease, striking at him. Benedict let his fencing foil clash with yours. Coming nearly face to face. Panting loud in his helmet as he narrowed his eyes to try and see any features through the helmet. You shoved him back as he stumbled.

He regained his balance, blocking another strike of you. Glancing down, you noticed his footwork had improved. He was getting better, just how you liked it. You always like a challenge as most of the other’s wouldn’t want to fence with you anymore because they always lost. Benedict was persistent, wanting to win from you.

You noticed the slightest slip-up with him, striking him down. He looked down at the tip on his chest, sighing loud. – “Again!” – he called out coming in position again. Benedict and you kept fencing even when everyone else had given up and returned home.

The instructor asked if you wanted to leave as well. Benedict wouldn’t asking if they could stay a bit longer. Sure that he would land his win today. The instructor accepted, retiring to his study. Now you had the entire ballroom for your own. For fencing was a dance in her own style. – “Again.” – Benedict repeated getting up once more.

You nodded, taking a stand once more. Your fencing foils clashed opposite from each other. Benedict and you nose to nose. Both panting loud in the helmet. Benedict moved his hand up to push the fencing foils upwards. It made you stumble a bit backwards as Benedict struck.

You immediately blocked it out of breath. Moving back as he went forwards. He tried to aim for your chest as you deflected his touch. He kept coming at you as you were impressed by his dedication. Dancing back and forth with him. Benedict struck at you as you deflected it.

He quickly repositioned his hand, to hit your chest while you weren’t looking. A hard touch on your chest, made you widen your eyes. Looking down at your chest to see his tip clear on your chest. Benedict’s eyes widened as well. His scream of joy echoing into the ballroom as he sunk to his knees in victory.

You had to give it to him, clapping. Benedict removed his helmet, panting loud. – “I think we have a deal good sir.” – he said with a smirk. You nodded offering him your fencing foil as he took it. Taking a step back to watch with eagerness who the gentleman was that he had been fencing with for months now.

You exhaled deep as you brought your hands up to your helmet. Unsure how he would react. A deal was a deal so you weren’t going to chicken out of it. Slowly you removed your helmet as Benedict’s eyes widened seeing gentle lips. He dropped the fencing coils, clattering to the ground at the sight of a girl. Not just any girl, but the girl he had been brushing off at every ball.

“How about that drink?” - you said with a teasing smile. Benedict was speechless. Utterly speechless that his opponent had been a girl this entire time. It made you a bit shy as he wasn’t responding. He was normally always so full with words and now he couldn’t even utter one.

“A lemonade is just fine.” – you replied to cut the silence, knowing he used to think you were a man. He couldn’t give you any alcohol so a lemonade would be just fine. – “Or should I return to my mama?” - Benedict apologized before taking his leave. Letting your shoulders slouch, you felt like you had just lost your fencing partner. Unsure if you could ever come back.

You didn’t come to the next fencing practise. Just not feeling it. Yet dismissing a ball was out of the question for your parents. Now you stood by the windows looking bored. Bored with the people, you turned around to look outside. Pulling your nose up at the sudden presence at your side.

Turning your head, you were surprised to see that it was Benedict. – “As promised.” – he said offering you a glass of lemonade. You looked down at the glass, hesitant to accept it. – “I… I didn’t catch your name the other day.” – he asked as you took the glass from him. – “Well you never staid to hear it.” – you responded looking away to take a sip.

Benedict chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head. He was still waiting for an answer with eagerness. – “Y/n Y/l/n.” – you answered making him curl up a smile. – “I didn’t see you at fencing practise, miss Y/n.” – he continued to conversate with you. – “Oh, I didn’t know you were looking for me.” – you replied.

Benedict plucked the drink from you, handing it to a man not far from him. – “How about a dance miss Y/n?” – he asked offering you his hand. You kept staring at his hand wanting him to sweat just that little extra. Benedict moved his head closer to you. Almost cheek to cheek to whisper in your ear.

“It’s like fencing.” – he whispered to you. It made you bashful at how close he was. Clearing your throat, you composed yourself. – “I suppose I can grant you one dance.” – you replied unbothered, laying your hand in his. Benedict smiled all giddy, guiding you towards the dancers. Letting go of your hand as you came standing in front of him.

“Does this require a deal as well?” – you teased him looking all smug. The music began as Benedict took you by your waist, pulling you up to his chest. – “Only your attention.” – he responded. – “I can do that.” – you answered with a smirk. Benedict touched your chin with his knuckles before leading you into the dance.

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sarcasticsweetlara · 3 days ago

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Leap Year is definitely Saphne coded

So you've done a Star Wars AU and a Mafia AU which are all fantastic. But I had another thought after talking with one of my friends and we somehow got into a discussion about which Bridgerton couple would star in what romcom. Like I argued a Ghosts of Girlfriends Past or When Harry Met Sally would totally work with Kathony as the main couple while my friend thought 13 going on 30 would totally being Colin and Penelope. So I decided to ask one of the best AU writers for Bridgerton what they thought. What Bridgerton couple would star in which romcom?

For the purpose of this post, i'm going to list my favorite rom coms, so if when Harry met Sally isn't in here, just know, I didn't like the movie, sorry and as the unapologetic mainstream rom com consumer that I am you are going to find that I'm as basic as it gets. Also, I'm not adding prompts for Franchel, Grucy and Hyraeth in this post because I don't have the energy. So Kanthony, Polin, Benophie and Saphne fans. this one is for you

so here we go under the keep read button. you guys are going to love this post. its a masterlist of rom com prompts for your creative minds to get working:

Kanthony rom coms au

10 things I hate about you: Prince Freddie pays off bad boy Anthony to seduce Edwina's sister Kate, so he can date Edwina because Mary won't let the youngest date of the oldest doesn't approve. Anthony thinks Kate is the greatest love challenge ever. But he slowly falls inlove with her dry wit and charm. they have a pretty amazing relationship until Kate discovers why he started dating her in the first place. Cue the infamous poem that gave the movie its name

It's a boy girl thing: Kate and Anthony hate each other, Kate is the straight A student who wants to get into Harvard. Anthony is the meathead trust fund Quarterback who couldn't care less about his future. They get into a fight in a museum, and some mysterious statue curses them to swap bodies. Kate and Anthony of course use the opportunity to screw with the life of the body's owner. But in the end they come to understand each other's trauma and realize that they're not so different after all. getting together and their souls swap back bodies when they kiss.

Bonus:

Just Like Heaven: Anthony's new luxury apartment is haunted. That's the only explanation he can find for the beautiful but infuriating woman who can walk trough walls and keeps claiming that the apartment is actually hers!. She makes his life miserable, she's completely evil and worse of all, she wont leave!. So Anthony figures out that to get rid of Kate Sharma he has to help her find her way to resolve her unfinished business. Except that the more he gets to know her the more he falls inlove. She's helping him more than he could help her (lol Kate is not dead, she's actually in a coma after a car accident, and Anthony can see her ghost because they're #Soulmates, she's going to wake up with the power of true love when Anthony figures that out)

Polin:

Yes I agree 13 going on 30 would be the perfect Polin movie but I prefer it more genderbent: Colin used to be the nerdy loser guy in school and the only one who hung out with him was actually his neighbor Penelope. But after a birthday in which the popular kids trick him into playing 7 minutes in heaven with Penelope. He goes to bed frustrated and wishes he could be 30 and already sucessful like So yeah, Colin wakes up as a 30 yo, single, he learns that he's a world traveling Celebrity photographer. He doesn't talk to his family, he's got like 10 different girlfriends, and for what it looks like, older him is everything he ever wanted. He's also kind of an asshole. So Colin looks for the only person who's always got his back in any mess. Penelope. Who is a now a small town reporter for the mayfair times and hasn't spoken to him in ages. Cue Colin turning his life around, learning his lesson, realizing he's always loved Penelope. And when he returns to his life at 13 yo, he confesses his undying love and promises to cherish and appreciate her forever.

Sweet home Alabama: Penelope is a high rise CEO who has everything in life. She's a self made stock market millionaire. Set to marry the son of the British prime minister. Except that she can't set a date for her wedding with Thomas Dorset until she gets rid of one tiny problem namely that she's technically married already. You see back in highschool when Penelope was a nobody with writing aspirations in the small town of Mayfair, she used to be best friends with Colin Bridgerton and his sister Eloise. They did everything together. She and Colin got married as a joke in Scotland during their graduation trip and everything was going well. Until Colin said that thing in video to show off with his friends during summer vacation and Penelope moved to London heartbroken. But what happened in Scotland apparently didn't stay in Scotland because the marriage certificate they signed as a joke is still legal and until Colin Bridgerton divorces her, she can't marry Thomas. And Colin has refused to sign the papers every time she mails them to him. So here she is, back in Mayfair ready to track her old highschool crush/ best friend down and make him sign that divorce. She just never expected Mayfair and Colin to feel so much like home. And Colin never expected the love of his life to show up again infront of him.

Bonus:

Definitely Maybe: Colin Bridgerton fresh of his divorce to Marina, is left babysitting his favorite niece Amelia, and after running out of ways to avoid the topic of why Aunt Marina is no longer Aunt anymore. Colin decides to tell Amelia the story of the only three women that he's ever fallen inlove with in his life. Highschool sweetheart Jenny, the successful Clara and his best friend Penelope. It's up to Amelia to figure out which one of these women is the one he married and just divorced. And which one, is the woman he's always loved and never got over.

Philoise:

Sleepless in Seattle: Oliver and Amanda call the radio show Phillip listens to every night to tell the radio to help them find their dad a wife and Eloise hears him talk about his life, and how hard it's been after losing Marina. And she feels a connection, she sends him a letter and is surprised when he replies and they become pen pals. They spend the whole movie looking for each other and missing each other. Oliver and Amanda like her without knowing her and Phillip knows she's the one, but he's afraid she wont like him, Until at last, at the end. They finally after many hit and miss, meet at the London Eye.

She's the man: Eloise and Colin could pass as twins, and all she wants to do is attend the Oxford Political Science program. Sadly it's only open for men in the faculty. So when Colin hightails out of town to backpack trough Europe with her best friend Penelope (Colin how could you), Eloise decides to pose as her brother and take his place in Oxford. Cue Colin's nerdy hot roommate Phillip Crane befriending her thinking she's just a normal guy. Phillip who is somehow terribly unlucky with women despite being chased by them anytime he takes off his shirt to work in the faculty greenhouse ends up asking her for love advice. Now Eloise has to attend class without being discovered. Fool her family into thinking she's taking debutante classes seriously and try not to fall for her hot roommate who doesn't know she's a girl!. Okay, she totally failed at the last one but the other two are doable...right?? right??

Bonus:

Runnaway Bride: Eloise as the four times runnaway bride, who never seems to make it to the altar without pankicking. And Phillip as the jaded divorcee writing a piece jornalism piece on her antics. Now as Eloise prepares for her fifth walk down the aisle and Phillip follows her around writing down everything about her life. She realizes that none of the guys who proposed to her ever let her be herself, or tried getting to know her beyond the surface. Not like Phillip. And as for Phillip, he finds that he's falling inlove with the commitment phobic wonderfully crazy Bridgerton sister everyone warned him about. He wants her forever. But will Eloise want him forever too?

Benophie:

2 weeks notice: Benedict as the eccentirc manchild billionaire who can't do anything without his secretary. And Sophie as the long suffering Harvard graduate that's been his secretary for 5 years. After one too many getting high infront of investors dinner and calling her in the middle of Posy's wedding. Sophie decides to hand in her two weeks notice. Making Benedict to think that got 2 weeks to convince her to stay... Only to realize he actually wants her to stay because he loves her and that's why he cant live wthout her.

The Wedding Date: After a life of struggling in her teens under her step mother's reign of terror Successful Heart Surgeon Sophie Beckett is tried of Araminta and the rest of her family harping about her inability to keep a man, so she decides to post an ad for an escort in the Mayfair times before Rosamunde's wedding. Benedict replies to the Ad after overhearing Sophie talking about her problems on the phone and falling inlove at first sight. What follows is Benedict the escort charming all the rich snotty relatives into approving of Sophie because she's finally has a prince charming. But Sophie thinks he's a high paid escort and Benedict doesn't know how to tell her he's really inlove with her and doesn't want the money.

Bonus:

When In Rome (why do all my Benophie rom coms involve weddings?): Tired of her bad luck in love, after a disastrous wedding day of her sister Posey, in which both her and some bloke named Benedict almost ruined the whole thing. a drunk Sophie picks up the coins from the fountain of a love deity and suddenly men start to fall inlove at first sight with her left and right without leaving her alone. Including Benedict. But how does Sophie know if Ben's love is actually the real deal and not the effect of the fountain magic? And how does Benedict convince her that he's been smitten since he met her long before

Saphne:

The ugly truth: Daphne as a celebrity reporter who beleives in love, Simon as the love cynic who tells everyone that love doesn't exist there is only sex needed for a relationship to work out. And then the tv network forces them to make a tv show together.

Leap Year: Daphne, who has been dating perfect investment banker Friedrich King decides to surprise him with a proposal while he's on a business trip to Ireland. And then she meets Simon Basset, a gruff tour guide who doesn't believe in romance and thinks she's a crazy Brit. They have a road trip in which they end up falling for each other.

Honorable mentions:

Kanthony, Something Borrowed, While you were sleeping, Sabrina (the one with Audrey Hepburn, not the one with a teen witch) Polin, Just Friends, Made of Honor, Benophie: Dirty Dancing, Maid in Manattan Philoise, the sound of music, You've got mail, Raising Helen, Saphne, The proposal.

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