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Going on a little semi-hiatus/ possibly full hiatus until July 20th. Getting ready for my sister's wedding in a few weeks. Sending you all the positive vibes until I return. Stay fabulous friends!
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Brimsley giving Ben & Fran the nod of acknowledgement.
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Bowing his head in acknowledgement, Brimsley's amicable impassivity does not waver. ā To that I have no doubt. She was nothing short of cordial, ā he remarks congenially, a smile sliver of a smile adorning his lips. ā A lovely young lady indeed. ā What a delight to have a diamond who exists outside of the customary parameters. And yet, that alone may not be enough to warrant a change in the newly established trend of... indecisive hearts.
Brimsely smothers the spark of amusement illuminating his face. His unrivalled devotion to the Queen's happiness never outweighs his desire for entertainment, but... he is only human after all. ā My my, Lady Bridgerton. Do you predict another unexpected interruption? ā He awards her a fleeting glimpse of a playful grin.
a great honor it was . it brought back many memories of the season just before , when it was her sister carrying such honor on her shoulders . ā brimsley. ā her greeting full of warmth . ā francesca is one of the loveliest people i have the pleasure of knowing , i assure you . ā eyes scanned the crowd for her , finding her surrounded by suitors . for anyone else it may have been a dream come true . but kate knew francesca was desperate for an escape plan . ā i have confidence francesca will know exactly who to give her heart to āāā i just can't speak on being the diamond given last years .... events . ā
#Give him the hot goss Kate.#I kid#But it's so cute how supportive she is to Francesca#&.Ā threads#&. šÆšš«š¬š ��� 002#viiscountess
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ā Have you considered that you exhaust me? ā He feigns a sigh, a sliver of playful smile coloring his lips. Shifting, he twists to settle himself atop his bedmate, their warmth intermingled. ā That won't do. ā Brows knit together as he props himself up on his elbows, gazing downward.
ā We have a busy day ahead of us tomorrow, you must rest. ā Idle fingers course through Jasper's hair, trailing along the hairline to caress his jaw. ā If I get stuck doing all of the work...ā Umber eyes narrow in a scolding gaze. ā You're going to be in a lot of trouble, ā whispered words brush the other's ear, followed by a swift nip.
legs stretched out , returning to the others side . . . nestling back down. ā Ā Ā not at all --- you turned in after our escapade, Ā ā a soft smirk , as bones grow weary ā Ā truthfully ? i have not but if your willing to help , a second round might help me enter sweet dreams.Ā Ā ā the night sky sets the kingdom in a deep slumber , while others slept . . . it was just the beginning for others. the nocturnals are roaming the streets, singing and dancing until the sun would come out to greet them.
#&.Ā threads#r3f1ect#cw: suggestive#is this spicy by tumblr standards??#&. šÆšš«š¬š ā 001
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The novel just slightly implies that Brimsley is bossy in bed. And honestly, good for him.
#cw: suggestive#i suppose#take this tiny slightly spicy fact?#Also hi hello. Just got home. I'm here to write things
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AMELIA WAS SWEETNESS ITSELF ; good & gentle, but not without wit or intelligence. rather, she was clever enough to keep quiet about just how clever she was. still waters ran deep and amelia possessed depths unfathomable. usually such kindness & sweetness were weaknesses, symptoms of naiveté or weak will. but amelia WORE KINDNESS like armor, it was impossible not to admire her for it.
on original character from original lore - amelia lockridge. crowned by katie
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If I add John Stirling to my multi would anyone be interested?
#i simply adore him#I was also thinking about Coral#And Kate & Edwina's mom#And Miss Malhotra#But we shall see#Perhaps I shall start with him#&. ooc#&.Ā tbd
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She was different, he realized. Not because of the color of her skin or the texture of her hair. She was different on the inside. She had that magical, intangible quality that made people want to be near her. To hear her words and breathe the air around her. If Brimsley were a more fanciful man, heād have said she sparkled. But he was not fanciful. So instead he would describe her as clever. And poised. And he realized that they had both been thrown to the wolves that day.
From Queen Charlotte by Julia Quinn & Shonda Rhimes
That is Brimsley reflecting on Charlotte during their first meeting in the novel. I love how he is basically entranced by her during their first meeting. It explains how quickly he becomes emotionally invested in her happiness.
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The chill of the night air soothed the ache of stiff joints and set a wandering mind at ease. Countless years of court and social excursions had not entirely eliminated the buzz of nerves that would arise amongst the heat of a prominent event. Although Brimsely had learned to suppressed the rush of uncertainty, that often plagued him, within his first few years of becoming the Queen's personal valet...it did not replace the feeling of calm that arose during a brief moment of solitude. Yet, he had not expected to find company in the midst of his short retreat. Especially here, a place rarely sought by anyone other than the staff. He examines the woman, spying what seems to be... weariness? uncertainly?
āThe lemonade is quite delightful. ā He remarks, a spark of satisfaction coloring his tone. The Queen would be pleased. A slight tilt of the head unravels the stoic facade for a fleeting moment, as recognition overtakes him. ā Lady Bridgerton, am I correct? ā The subtlest hint of a smile illuminates his features. "The crowd can be rather overwhelming, ā the Queen's man confesses. ā But one becomes used to it with time. ā A hint of assurance rings through his steady tone. ā This function, perhaps, was not an ideal introduction. ā He grins, ever slightly.
This was new to her, everything was strange and rather overwhelming. It was her first ball of the season, Benedict had gone to get her some lemonade and although Sophie knew she could go and talk with one of the siblings, she thought it best to take a step away from the ball for a simple moment of fresh air. Kind eyes looked up as she heard an older gentleman speak, wasn't he one of the people with the Queen? Sophie thought to herself. The young woman wore a pretty dress, light baby blue with white lace upon it, white satin gloves upon her hands.
She gave a small clear of her throat, brushing down the gown of her dress. "No, no, I am quite alright, my husband, has gone to get some lemonade" Sophie replied, offering the smallest of smiles yet it was clear in her eyes that perhaps she wasn't fine; but this was her first outing as Mrs Bridgerton, not Miss Beckett as she had been formally known. "Truth be told, I just needed some air.. it was getting warm.." slight dark curls fell a little by her eyes, the jeweled headpiece upon her curls, resting just upon the crown of her head to put the elegant look together.
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A lingering disquiet bleeds into the atmosphere, seeping under his skin and stirring his thoughts abuzz. A lot has changed, in what feels like, a short span of time. During which, Nathaniel... Lord Packington's life has been turned upside down and rearranged into something jarringly new. Something, perhaps, he is yet to grown into. How trying it must be, to feel the weight of new responsibility on one's shoulder's amidst grief. It is something Brimsley can understand, albeit from a different prospective. ā Yes, Nathan- ...sir ā He pauses, scolding himself internally for the misstep. ā What would you prefer I call you? ā A flicker of uncertainly gleams within wide umber eyes as he gazes upward.
Shifting forward is a visceral pull rather than a simple act of compliance. The empathy he feels for the marquess, plain upon his face. ā I would not dream of allowing you to face this burden on your own. ā A subtle hint of a smile softens the edges of his lips. ā We will need to sort the estate... ā He advises gently. ā But first, perhaps I can prepare your a drink? I fear you may not make much progress with a mind ill at ease. ā
my lord . . . unfamiliar , his chest tightens as his ears burn. his father the previous lord . . . he still mourns him and so does his mother , whose become an empty shell. nora is struggling as much as he is with it all but the weight of everything has become to much. brow furrows āĀ please brimsley don't . . . don't call me that , when it's just the two of us,Ā ā digit presses against his forehead as a migraine works its way across his dome. he's to young . . . he barely enjoyed the rest of his year at oxford , turning away from the delights of learning right from wrong and mistakes that would become but a lesson for the future.
sharp inhale , he looks up at the male . . . aside from the fact that he's now the lord and brimsley became the personal attendant of the new marquess . . . they we're friends. childhood friends , he puts aside the social class. the history within these walls , the packington siblings had considered him family. āĀ i don't know where to begin . . . but it'll be of great help and ease my burden, Ā ā waving for the other to come closer. āĀ i'll be relying on you from now on. Ā ā
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What does your muse wear to sleep?
accepting !
He sleeps in a night shirt, as was common at the time. It is just a long cotton shirt that usually falls a bit above knee length. Men would often wear them to bed, then don trousers and a dressing gown ( robe ) to have breakfast before dressing for the day. Though Brimsley would likely wash and dress before having a quick breakfast. He has to be up rather early to start the day. He likely has a robe that he wears over his night shirt on cold mornings when getting ready, or cold nights when preparing for bed.
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ššš šµš¶šµš½š¬š¹š©šØš³ š·š¹š¶š“š·š»šŗ . Ā Ā ( Ā a Ā collection Ā of Ā 100 Ā nonverbalĀ actionĀ prompts .Ā Ā matureĀ andĀ potentiallyĀ triggeringĀ themes Ā are Ā present . Ā add Ā ā + reverse ā Ā to Ā swap Ā assigned Ā roles .Ā )
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pushesĀ receiverĀ againstĀ aĀ wallĀ toĀ kissĀ them . ā 17ļ¹Ā senderĀ andĀ receiverĀ cookĀ together . ā 18ļ¹ senderĀ comesĀ toĀ receiverĀ afterĀ beingĀ injured . ā 19ļ¹ senderĀ sitsĀ inĀ receiverāsĀ lap . ā 2oļ¹ senderĀ liftsĀ receiver'sĀ chin ,Ā invokingĀ eyeĀ contact . ā 21ļ¹ senderĀ overtakesĀ receiverĀ inĀ combat . ā 22ļ¹ senderĀ findsĀ receiverĀ [ injured / bloodied ] . ā 23ļ¹ senderĀ straightensĀ anĀ articleĀ ofĀ receiverāsĀ clothes . ā 24ļ¹ senderĀ crawlsĀ intoĀ bedĀ withĀ receiver . ā 25ļ¹ senderĀ rollsĀ theirĀ eyesĀ atĀ receiver . ā 26ļ¹ senderĀ lightsĀ receiverāsĀ [ cigarette / joint ] . ā 27ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ caughtĀ wearingĀ receiver'sĀ clothes . ā 28ļ¹ senderĀ strikesĀ receiverĀ withĀ aĀ pillow . ā 29ļ¹ senderĀ writesĀ aĀ noteĀ onĀ receiverāsĀ skin :Ā [ note ] . ā 3oļ¹Ā senderĀ wrapsĀ aĀ blanketĀ aroundĀ receiverāsĀ shoulders . ā 31ļ¹Ā senderĀ runsĀ andĀ jumpsĀ intoĀ receiverāsĀ arms . ā 32ļ¹ senderĀ shovesĀ receiverĀ outĀ ofĀ anger . ā 33ļ¹ sender Ā hovers Ā over Ā receiverās Ā shoulder Ā as Ā they Ā complete Ā a Ā task . ā 34ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ byĀ receiverĀ somewhereĀ theyĀ shouldnātĀ be . ā 35ļ¹ senderĀ curlsĀ upĀ againstĀ receiverĀ inĀ theirĀ sleep . ā 36ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ drunkĀ byĀ receiver . ā 37ļ¹ senderĀ throwsĀ anĀ itemĀ ofĀ sentimentĀ bitterlyĀ atĀ receiver . ā 38ļ¹ senderĀ joinsĀ receiverĀ inĀ theĀ shower . ā 39ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ caughtĀ followingĀ receiver . ā 4oļ¹Ā senderĀ tracesĀ oneĀ ofĀ receiverāsĀ [ scars / bruises ] . ā 41ļ¹ senderĀ twinesĀ theirĀ fingersĀ withĀ receiverās . ā 42ļ¹ senderĀ bargesĀ intoĀ receiverāsĀ homeĀ unannounced . ā 43ļ¹ senderĀ kicksĀ receiverāsĀ shinĀ beneathĀ aĀ table . ā 44ļ¹ senderĀ aggressivelyĀ shovesĀ pastĀ receiver . ā 45ļ¹ senderĀ kissesĀ receiverāsĀ [ forehead / cheek ] . ā 46ļ¹ senderĀ pullsĀ receiverĀ outĀ ofĀ harmāsĀ way . ā 47ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ sobbingĀ byĀ receiver . ā 48ļ¹ senderĀ locksĀ receiverĀ outĀ ofĀ theirĀ room . ā 49ļ¹ senderĀ bringsĀ receiverĀ [ coffee / tea ]Ā inĀ theĀ morning . ā 5oļ¹ senderĀ restsĀ theirĀ foreheadĀ againstĀ receiverās . ā 51ļ¹ senderĀ playsĀ aĀ songĀ forĀ receiverĀ thatĀ remindsĀ themĀ ofĀ them :Ā [ song ] . ā 52ļ¹ senderĀ takesĀ aĀ [ punch / stab / bullet ]Ā meantĀ forĀ receiver . ā 53ļ¹ senderĀ buysĀ receiverĀ aĀ drinkĀ atĀ aĀ bar . ā 54ļ¹ senderĀ needsĀ receiverāsĀ helpĀ gettingĀ inĀ theĀ bath . ā 55ļ¹ senderĀ andĀ receiverĀ crossĀ pathsĀ inĀ theĀ kitchenĀ lateĀ atĀ night . ā 56ļ¹ senderĀ twistsĀ receiverāsĀ armĀ behindĀ theirĀ back . ā 57ļ¹ senderĀ winksĀ atĀ receiver . ā 58ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ collapsedĀ byĀ receiver . ā 59ļ¹ senderĀ preventsĀ anĀ injuredĀ receiverĀ fromĀ gettingĀ up . ā 6oļ¹ senderĀ clapsĀ aĀ handĀ overĀ receiverāsĀ mouthĀ toĀ silenceĀ them . ā 61ļ¹ senderĀ cagesĀ receiverĀ againstĀ aĀ [ wall / the floor ]Ā withĀ theirĀ arms . ā 62ļ¹ senderĀ stormsĀ awayĀ fromĀ receiverĀ duringĀ anĀ argument . ā 63ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ foundĀ byĀ receiverĀ sleepingĀ inĀ receiverāsĀ bed . ā 64ļ¹ senderĀ [ applies / touches up ]Ā receiverāsĀ makeup . ā 65ļ¹ senderĀ throwsĀ receiverĀ intoĀ aĀ wallĀ duringĀ combat . ā 66ļ¹ senderĀ dancesĀ sensuallyĀ withĀ receiver . ā 67ļ¹ sender Ā strikes Ā receiver Ā across Ā the Ā face . ā 68ļ¹ senderĀ placesĀ theirĀ handĀ onĀ receiverāsĀ legĀ whileĀ driving . ā 69ļ¹ senderĀ pullsĀ aĀ chairĀ outĀ fromĀ underĀ receiver . ā 7oļ¹ senderĀ catchesĀ receiverāsĀ wristĀ whenĀ theyĀ turnĀ toĀ leave . ā 71ļ¹ senderĀ leavesĀ anĀ intimateĀ markĀ onĀ receiver . ā 72ļ¹ senderĀ beatsĀ receiverĀ inĀ aĀ videoĀ game . ā 73ļ¹ senderĀ andĀ receiverĀ standĀ inĀ stunnedĀ silenceĀ afterĀ aĀ fight . ā 74ļ¹ senderĀ caresĀ forĀ receiverĀ whileĀ theyāreĀ sick . ā 75ļ¹ sender Ā andĀ receiverĀ goĀ onĀ aĀ hike . ā 76ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ caughtĀ snoopingĀ inĀ receiverāsĀ things . ā 77ļ¹ sender Ā andĀ receiverĀ cuddleĀ whileĀ watchingĀ television . ā 78ļ¹ senderĀ throwsĀ somethingĀ aggressivelyĀ atĀ receiver . ā 79ļ¹ senderĀ creepsĀ upĀ behindĀ receiverĀ toĀ scareĀ them . ā 8oļ¹ senderĀ andĀ receiverĀ goĀ shoppingĀ together . ā 81ļ¹ senderĀ helpsĀ receiverĀ [ dye / style ]Ā theirĀ hair . ā 82ļ¹ senderĀ drawsĀ receiverĀ intoĀ aĀ kissĀ byĀ theĀ backĀ ofĀ theirĀ neck . ā 83ļ¹ senderĀ isĀ discoveredĀ havingĀ aĀ panicĀ attackĀ byĀ receiver . ā 84ļ¹Ā senderĀ accidentallyĀ injuresĀ receiverĀ duringĀ sparring . ā 85ļ¹Ā senderĀ grabsĀ receiverĀ roughlyĀ byĀ theĀ hair . ā 86ļ¹ senderĀ bringsĀ receiverĀ toĀ theirĀ kneesĀ duringĀ combat . ā 87ļ¹ senderĀ showsĀ receiverĀ evidenceĀ ofĀ aĀ lieĀ theyĀ told . ā 88ļ¹ sender Ā winksĀ [ seductively / mockingly ]Ā atĀ receiver . ā 89ļ¹ senderĀ yellsĀ atĀ receiverĀ toĀ putĀ theirĀ handsĀ inĀ theĀ air . ā 9oļ¹ senderĀ helpsĀ receiverĀ patchĀ upĀ aĀ wound . ā 91ļ¹ senderĀ holdsĀ receiverĀ asĀ theyĀ cry . ā 92ļ¹ senderĀ silentlyĀ andĀ angrilyĀ pointsĀ receiverĀ towardsĀ theĀ door . ā 93ļ¹ sender Ā gesturesĀ forĀ receiverĀ toĀ sitĀ down . ā 94ļ¹ sender Ā pullsĀ receiverĀ intoĀ theirĀ lap . ā 95ļ¹ senderĀ cradlesĀ receiverāsĀ face . ā 96ļ¹ senderĀ tacklesĀ receiverĀ outĀ ofĀ theĀ wayĀ ofĀ danger . ā 97ļ¹ senderĀ hasĀ hiddenĀ anĀ injuryĀ fromĀ receiver ,Ā andĀ receiverĀ findsĀ out . ā 98ļ¹ senderĀ confrontsĀ receiverĀ aboutĀ theirĀ unhealthyĀ behavior . ā 99ļ¹ senderĀ proposesĀ toĀ receiver . ā 1ooļ¹ sender Ā has Ā just Ā died , Ā receiver Ā finds Ā out .
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ā Very well, your majesty. ā Eyes, alight with mirth, he collects the tea pot and cups with grace, employing the help of a pair of maids to carry out the cakes and sandwiches. ā I think a little sun may do us all some good. ā Brimsley chimes, perhaps a bit more freely than one would have expected.
The princess' kindness had offered him many allowances often forbidden to those of his station. Privileges he does not intend to abuse. With diligent cordiality, he pours her tea. ā We have all been quite occupied with the turn of events, as of late. You most of all. I do hope you shall have some time to relax in the coming days. ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā One would think the change from princess to queen would not be so drastic, and yet. Though she took the adjustment in stride with effortless grace. āYou seemed to have read my mind Brimsley,ā she said, her smile warm and dazzling. And so he had, as she was just about to make the request herself. āBut yes please, if it is not too much trouble.ā
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5'6 of poorly contained sass
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Has anyone noticed that the colors Brimsley wears in Bridgerton resemble the colors Reynolds wore as the King's valet? Cream & navy blue. As opposed to the red and gold that Brimsley wore when he was younger. It's interesting because Brimsley states that he likes scarlet. And you see older Brimsley donning a scarlet sash. It's interesting...
#&.Ā ch. study#Maybe that is Brimsley's way of feeling connected to Reynolds#Or maybe Reynold's taste rubbed off on him
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