#benedict maxwell

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Julian St Albans/Alexander Benedict- The Courtship of Julian St Albans by Amy Crook

Mary Frankenstien/Maisie- Our Hideous Progeny by C.E. McGill  

Kiem Tegnar/Jainan nav Adessari- Winter's Orbit by Everina Maxwell

Alec Lightwood/Magnus Bane- The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare

[space-spring-art]

Some quick silly Halloween doodles with the tri strat crew :)

[kelbunny]

Bravelys your Triangles

Anyways classes:

Serenoa (Catmancer), Frederica (Summoner), Benedict (Astrologian), Roland (Charioteer), Cordelia (Bishop), Avlora (Dark Knight), Maxwell (Valkyrie)

[nobodysdaydreams]

Dr. Garrison would fit so well into the Wolf359 universe.

[the-other-art-blog]

If I'd had a nickel for every time a talented painter in the Bridgerton universe fell in love with a woman named Sophie, I'd have two nickels... which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.

[jaynedolluk]

Last few weekends of the Times had interviews w/Anna Maxwell Martin, Paloma Faith, Suzy Izzard, Naomi Campbell, Chris Stein (plus review of his new book) and Griffin Dunne on his friendship with Carrie Fisher (to tie in with his new book). Also interview with Benedict Cumberbatch, Marc Almond (he has a new album out) + Kathleen Hanna plus Caitlin Moran on the men who made her.

There was also an interesting piece on what being an influencer is really liked by Jessica Rose Williams, an influencer who now lives in Paris.

Plus reviews of Lost Boys & fairies, Rebus, Dr Who, Rob & Rylan's Grand Tour, Inside No. 9 and Queenie.

[msclaritea]

Wow tea, how do you manage to connect everything with everything. I'm pretty sure that you must have randomly met or spoken to a possible murderer,thief or a rapist in your lifetime, on the street, on the bus... That doesn't mean you are bad.

And if even that person at the atlantic is bad,doesn't invalidate the article. Even if the article is retracted, it doesn't mean what Gator says is credible. Have you ever seen her theories proven?

Benedict is always seen with his ring, he's happy. He just threw an incredible birthday party for Sophie in Venice! They had another trip recently! They seem to be happy enough.

And Sophie looked happy and well in the recent pictures we've seen of her.

Now, how does this align with anything gator has been saying? Anyone can see that she's wrong and spiteful.

Some of us in the fandom feel bad for the people that Gator has managed to convince of her lies. Which are very few. But still, its horrible.

Do you fucking idiots have any kind of a life, outside of vainly trying, for the 2000th time, to pass off that loser, multigenerational, spying TRASH as a normal wife, instead of perennially rejected? Do you ever? Because the rest of us are over IT. A complete nut job billionaire, just tried to threaten the man, for God knows what all reasons, a dude connected to another ripe piece of shit, Amber Heard, Zero's Spirit Animal. Get a clue and wise up. Nobody believes you and you sound like a very thirsty, desperate bitch, to keep trying this tired line.

[gastronomasonoma]

Brunch at Kina’s Kitchen is the best in town!

Just when people think that the days of the hearty breakfast diner are gone, there’s places like Kina’s Kitchen in Sonoma.

This past Sunday I wanted to treat my sister to a birthday brunch. She loves the standard hash brown potatoes and sunnyside up eggs with either bacon or sausage.

Well, Kina’s goes beyond that by offering huevos rancheros and eggs Benedict and with a mimosa or gin fizz to go with it, we just knew instantly we made the right choice.

The eggs Benedict were delicious and the biscuits underneath the eggs were fresh made, no store-bought English muffins. The hollandaise sauce, was creamy and fresh, just the right amount. The ham/bacon was delicious at the right crispness yet tender and juicy.

The home fries were yummy with Kina’s own blend of spices and herbs. I ate every bite, nothing left to take home.

My sister enjoyed the huevos rancheros with Kina’s fresh made salsa and tortillas 

My sister is very particular about how she likes the eggs cooked and Kina’s Kitchen didn’t disappoint. In fact, my sister wants to go back and bring clients, especially for morning business meetings.

I always enjoy going to Kina’s because the food is always delicious and service is excellent. I’m amazed at what the chefs and staff provide, always presenting new dishes or a unique take on a traditional dish.

Kina’s is open Wednesday through Sunday. Breakfast/brunch is served on weekends beginning at 8:00 AM.

For details and to view the menu visit the Kina’s Kitchen website. Or call, 707-935-3287.

[thesparkling-diamond27]

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.

[space-spring-art]

Some misc tri strat doodles from my sketchbook

[image id: Several doodles of characters from Triangle Strategy. There are two of Maxwell: in one he looks mildly upset and in the other he looks like he's looking fondly at something. There are two sketches of Benedict. In one he looks devious/smug, in another he looks attentive (and Anna is hiding behind his shoulder). There are two doodles of Hughette looking baffled, and then cringing. It's captioned, "Watching Roland challenge Avlora (already defeated) to a death match" and "not paid enough for this." There are two sketches of both Avlora and Cordelia. In one they're looking over their shoulders with angry/disappointed looks on their faces. In another, Avlora is tightly hugging Cordelia, who is faintly saying "can't... breathe..." There is another sketch of Avlora separately looking generally surly, and another with Cordelia separately, where she looks livid and has the note, "I'm worth a DAMN sight more than the man in front of me." /end id]

[kelbunny]

Tosses an * at your 🔺

Anyways, Serenoa is 100% a catmancer and I am not taking criticism at this moment. "But it doesn't match his class" okay but consider the Cat Chronicles.

[aeltri]

Netflix Pitch: Poisoning with Sophie Hunter

Sophie Hunter—tone-deaf "singer", theater director cum valance, "model" scouted by Epstein’s inner circle, and Beard of Benedict Cumberbatch—hosts a hilariously sinister cooking show where each dish is a poorly disguised attempt to murder her far more talented husband. Think The Barefoot Contessa meets Arsenic and Old Lace, with a dash of Desperate Housewives meets Tiger King.

Host: Sophie Hunter

The "Talentless Void": A woman? whose greatest achievement is being confusingly cast in life—by Jean-Luc Brunel (RIP) as a "model," by Ghislaine Maxwell as a party favor, and by Harvey Weinstein & Scientology as Benedict Cumberbatch’s "wife."

Fashion? She dresses like a depressed Victorian streetwalker who raided a Zara clearance rack.

Skills? None. She directs plays the way a toddler directs traffic—chaotically, with no respect for the craft.

Motivation? Pure, narcissistic rage because her husband is an A-Lister while she’ll forever remain a human footnote in his Wikipedia page.

Episode Format:

Each week, Sophie "attempts" to cook a "romantic meal" for Benedict while subtly (read: obviously) trying to poison him.

"Oops, All Hemlock!"

Dish: "Herb-Roasted Chicken" (with a suspicious amount of wolfsbane).

Sophie’s Monologue: "Benedict loves Shakespeare, so I thought I’d give him a Hamlet experience… you know, the poison-in-the-ear thing? But, uh, in his salad."

Cut to: Benedict, mid-bite, pausing. "Darling, why does this taste like…battery acid?"

"The Not-So-Good Wife’s Fugu Nightmare"

Dish: "Exotic Blowfish Sashimi" (improperly prepared).

Sophie’s Whispered Aside: "If he dies, it’s performance art."

Cut to: Benedict sweating profusely.

PS: Dem🔪 skillz 💀

[darkplaceblankface]

⚡Masterlist⚡

"dawg I got a final tomorrow and I'm reading erotic techno brainwash torture. I'm never seeing the pearly gates." - one of my readers

Hey, y'all, I’m Mocha, and this is my blog! All in all, it's a whump blog! I like to make pretty men suffer, so there will be a lot of that. But mostly by the hands of women, interpret that how you will.

I'm 25, she/her, you know the vibes.

TikTok for ILF-verse: @mocha2383

AO3: SilentMocha (formerly MinaMocha)

What I write...do be extreme. It's a rollercoaster ride out here. If something really bothers, lmk and I'll tag. My ao3 works are heavily tagged.

My inbox is very open, including requests/prompts. If you inspire me and identify yourself, I will shout you out in my author's notes on Ao3. Be warned. ;) Ha. My ask box is as open as James'... let's not go there.

I also answer any and all questions about the ILFverse (my beta reader never hears the end of it). I'm even open to suggestions and requests for those WIPs.

Am I going to act like I haven't been on Tumblr for 10 years and never worked a serious blog? Yeah. :) <3

I've been whumping it for a long time but I love hypnosis/mind control/brainwashing (par for the course, ifykyk) or anything psychological in general. That goes for procedures (sorry, Ben), conditioning (sorry, Paddy), and just all forms of mind manipulation.

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⚡Series⚡

If Power Remains

A series about a totalitarian matriarchy that started after women were suddenly blessed or perhaps cursed, with superhuman abilities. The roles are very, very reversed and cruelty toward men becomes the norm.

Main things that all ILF-verse stories have: Slave whump, fem/dom, hypnosis/brainwashing/conditioning, captivity, public humiliation, dehumanization, torture, stockholm syndrome, abuse, multiple whumpers and whumpees, carewhumpers, yandere ;)

⚡Main Story⚡

IF POWER REMAINS

If Lightning Falls

A story about what seems like dust settling on a growing empire. The Six Sisters rule the world, all at their feet. But love, rebellion, and betrayal test their bonds, tempers, and trauma.

Explanation on why ILE went away & plans about it

If Serpents Lie - coming soon

⚡Side Stories & Companions⚡

THE REGIME STORIES

If Rooms Were Sweet: Liam and Anika

The story of Liam, a ridge resident, and his desperate effort to escape by seducing a girl he used to know. That girl being a top brass Mindworker...

THE REBELLION STORIES

If Spiders Live : Ben's Story

POV of Benedict Andante, the former medical student forced into the role of the Southern Rebels' demo expert. He tries to maintain his faith, despite the will of a witch who tests it. While his sins slowly crawl up his neck.

If Facts Were Simple: Patrick's Story

The POV of the Northern Rebels' bomber, Dr. Patrick Maxwell, and his spiral into insanity and self-hatred before his capture by Colonel Wiseman. His mind is a twisted thing, but he's not afraid of anything, especially not the dark, because he's growing strong in a world that can't love him.

Snippets with Inspiration for IFWS

[lightsfeather]

I saw in one of ur comments you mentioned you add foreshadowing in ur story and while i think i have caught on to some can you explain which others are there if it doesnt count as spoilers? im just really curious ^^

Alright so, I'm only going to mention the ones that have already happened or come true, cause many others have not and could very much still be teased through many different ways.

Just a heads up, some of these may also have double meaning to them.

Also Spoiler Warning of course for those who may not have read at all or far in:

In chapter 2, twelve year old Rosabel is seen trying to balance herself on a wooden fence while she waits for her brother. Upon arrival, William jokingly says she's going to fall to which she replies "It's all about balance, brother." This is a reference/foreshadowing of Benediction, where the famed quest is called "The Balance of Light and Shadow". Balance is also a theme going on right now with Rosabel, where she struggles with her identity and emotions.

When Rosabel first arrives at Light's Hope Chapel, she has a tense conversation with Maxwell about going out alone in the Plaguelands. When the argument ends, a frustrated Maxwell turns to Darion and makes a comment about her being set on "chasing ghosts". Ironically she does end up meeting a lot of ghosts in her time there. Pamela Redpath, Artist Renfray and Eris Havenfire. All who help her in their own ways. You could also count her brother Marcus and all the spirits that come to her in the catacombs bellow the Chapel as well.

When Rosabel first returns to Darrowshire and goes into her childhood bedroom, she finds a wooden toy knight on the floor with a long scratch on it's chest. She absentmindedly picks it up and places it on a nightstand. This one is rather easy to miss but it's an obvious reference to Darion and his sacrifice that she witnesses two days later. Her picking it up from the ground and placing it up again could also be a sign of her coming role when he is freed from the Scourge.

Rosabel feeling sus of Inigo Montoy. For anyone who had played or knows Vanilla lore, this was an obvious one haha.

Rather small one but when Naxxramas starts retreating from the Plaguelands after Kel's defeat, Maxwell makes a comment about something else taking it's place. An obvious nod to Acherus.

This next one is somewhat more symbolism I suppose, but the Eye of Divinity trinket was described as being triangle shaped. A triangle has 3 points. Rosabel had 3 major events that led her to calling. First one was returning home and then pledging herself to the Argent Dawn after everything she witnessed. Second was finding and helping Tirion, and then returning with him and a reborn Silver Hand. Third was going to the Plaguewoods, sneaking and fighting her way through Scourge and finally acquiring Benediction itself. It's much like how Maxwell described it to Tirion right as she left for the Plaguewoods.

When Rosabel was a child she used to play with toys with her sister Tabitha, making up stories together. One such story was about a knight fighting an evil dragon and how the princess would help protect him and together they'd defeat the villain. It's a rather endearing little nod to Rosabel and Darion's later adventures.

Rosabel teasing Tirion about getting a new weapon shortly before the Battle of Light's Hope.

Pureheart telling her not to spill her guts on her way to Northrend, she spills her guts in Icecrown (thanks Spitz).

When Rosabel was taking the holy water from Father Gustav for Scourgeholm, she makes a dry comment about Silas and Spitzpatrick constantly arguing, to which Gustav remarks jokingly “Those two? Never. It’s how they show they care… in their own strange way.” A little telltale sign of her own coming relationship with Darion who she is about to work with for the first time.

In recent chapters Rosabel asks Darion why he doesn't remove his helm, and makes a comment “I wasn’t asking you to bare your soul, Darion. Just your face. Seems like less of a risk.”. A little foreshadowing of the chapter after.

These aren't foreshadowing but I'm gonna put them in here. There are two Walking Dead references in the story early on, specifically Rick Grimes references from the show's very first episode. The way Rosabel lost Alastor was in a same/similar fashion how Rick lost his horse in Atlanta, and Rosabel later peaking under a cart, seeing a pair of dragging legs and finding her zombified sister was a reference to the very first scene of the show with Rick finding the walker girl.

These are right now the ones I can recall at the top of my head and there are many more hidden in there but those dwell into spoiler territory which may still be teased as we speak.

It's a long story and I understand that most of these (if not all) can be hard to miss, but I just do love teasing and foreshadowing in stories and implementing small details like this. 😅

I hope this was helpful. 💖

[triangle-strategy-notes]

Also!!! That last post reminded me that I had these old screenshots from the first anniversary stream that I never posted. The Asano team made some stamps/stickers (for sending over SMS) that had little quotes from Triangle Strategy characters. Below are the stamps, as well as the original survey that was sent out where Japanese players were allowed to submit quotes for consideration.

(I'll copy and paste the text below as usual, sorry it's all so small lol)

Translation notes and transcriptions:

Quotes [Note: a lot of these aren't direct translations, they're instead the English translation of the equivalent Japanese line. Some of them I couldn't find or didn't quite make sense in the English version so those ones are more 1:1 with the Japanese lines]

Serenoa: The way forward is decided!

Decimal: CLANK CLANK CLAAAAANK

Serenoa: I'll see us all through safely!

Serenoa: Consult the Scales of Conviction!

Serenoa: We choose as best we're able, and strive to ensure we chose wisely.

Serenoa: I would hear everyone's mind.

Serenoa: Then we've no need for the Scales.

Roland: Wha… What!?

Lionel: You!

Benedict: … It's nothing but a fairy tale. [in English the line was "Centralia is a myth."]

Milo: Life must be hard for you, being so ugly inside and out.

Young Benedict: I followed you into this hell of my own will.

Benedict: Yes, that's me. [in Japanese the line is lit. "Yes, that's me," in response to Serenoa's question, "You live in the past, don't you?". In English, Serenoa's question is, "You are shackled to the past, Benedict." and "I would call it loyalty." I went with "Yes, that's me," because it seemed more appropriate as a stamp.]

Benedict: I will not—I cannot—endorse such betrayal!

Narve: My studies have paid off!

Piccoletta: I feel great!

Medina: Feel better!

Serenoa: The way forward is decided!

Frederica: Flames consume you! (lit. "burn it down", though the word they use for "burn" seems like it might specifically be a word for cooking/grilling)

Frederica: A stew to tickle the tongue and sate the stomach! (lit. something more mimetic in Japanese)

Benedict: Pray try to remain calm.

Benedict: Compassion can only exist so long as it has an army at its back!

Julio: I must serve as best I can.

Decimal: CLANK CLANK CLAAAAANK

Trish: Heh, heh, heh

Erika: Silence!

Avlora: I will be your sword.

Gustadolph: Then it seems your death is at hand! (lit. "I'm not asking permission," the quote comes from the Liberty ending as he orders his men to take down Kamsell and the rest of Hyzante's troops.)

Avlora: So long as you must look to others, you do not deserve freedom.

Svarog: You'll understand when you too grow old.

Thalas: Bwahaha!

Roland: I will not have you lecture me on feelings! [Lit. "You know nothing of my pain!"]

Roland: Have you no shame!?

Anna: Time to work.

Hughette: You're finished! [lit. "It's over"]

Geela: Keep going! [lit. "Recover!"]

Dragan: The future rests in the hands of the ardent youth!

Rudolph: You're in for a world of hurt. [lit. You're in for a treat.]

Maxwell: Prepare to face the Dawnspear! [lit. something like "Maxwell is here!"]

Exharme: This was destined to occur! [lit. "My path is certain!"]

Idore: For fools, thinking is tiresome.

Travis: I had to, you were beggin' for it!

Results

Serenoa: 91

Benedict: 50

Roland: 34

Avlora: 30

Frederica: 21

Anna: 15

Maxwell: 14

Gustadolph: 13

Milo: 13

Exharme: 12

Decimal: 11

Erador: 9

Lionel: 8

Dragan: 8

Idore: 8

Corentin: 7

Piccoletta: 7

Travis: 7

Erika: 7

Geela: 6

Archibald: 6

Svarog: 6

Hughette: 5

Symon: 5

Trish: 4

Flanagan: 3

Silvio: 3

Narve: 3

Julio: 3

Medina: 3

Cordelia: 2

Groma: 2

Ezana: 2

Rudolph: 2

Landroi: 2

Frani: 2

Sorsley: 2

Cat: 2

Hossabara: 1

Jens: 1

Giovanna: 1

Patriatte: 1

Sycras: 1

Regna: 1

Lyla: 1

Unknown (lit. "Enigma"): 1

Hierophant: 1

[msclaritea]

I wasn't specific coz everything that Gator says is a lie. And no, she and leaf DO NOT HAVE CONTACTS in the industry. They might be on a watchlist or something because they are conspiracy theorists. Didn't Aeltri get kicked out of a gala ? Wasn't there an article on the atlantic about how ridiculous gatorfisch's blog is? You don't need more proof that these 2 are liars.

You see that? It's called a receipt. Do not come back into my DMs, with your abject Whine, without at least offering some Cheese to go with. I am partial to Havarti Dill and Gouda.