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durotoswrites · 1 year
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April Drabble Prompts 2023
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By @friendofbats and @durotoswrites! We wanted to do a little writing every day, so we're challenging ourselves to write a drabble (250 words or fewer) each day. Feel free to join in! Fanfiction? Journaling? Fiction? Wanna do sketches or drawings? Wanna just do 100 words? Go for it! Have fun with it! Feel free to share - I'd love to see what everyone comes up with! 💖
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emeraldhazeart · 1 year
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April Drabble prompts
Day 1: Fool
... And, like a fool, I totally forgot all about this *facepalm*
Have a 'meh' doodle inspired by the start of HM:MFoMT
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shitpostdevil · 15 days
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He Touches me with Gloves on
Whispers in the dark ask, 
"Are you still there?" 
He can't touch me, 
but wants me near; 
makes me question what he's even doing here.
Can't he tell I'm broken beyond repair? 
A loss between snow covered trees has left me yearning, 
begging to feel whole again since.
"I'm here." I say, 
a glove-covered hand reaches towards his face, hesitating,
my fingers tangle in peach colored locks that I don't want to call home. 
The moment I do it will disappear again. 
I go to pull my hand back and he holds on for dear life 
without saying another word.
I'm not safe to call him home;
it would never be allowed.
A public safety officer
with the very thing he's meant to be eradicating? 
Don't make me laugh.
It's no one's fault but my own.
If I only have so long left, 
is it really that awful to ask to go out in an angel's arms?
"Hey you know what would be funny?" 
The words escape my lips before I even have the chance to stop them.
"Hm?" He hums.
I bite my tongue and pull him closer, 
"It's nothing, nevermind." 
Fabric covered fingers
will have to do for the time being.
A/N ⬇️
I truly wish that I knew all of the artists I found these from back when I made it over a year ago... It's kind of hard to keep track of all the artists solely because I find the images everywhere, and half of the time it's not even the original source (which sucks), it's just something I save in passing to scrapbook for my own personal means until I decided to upload the poem here.
This was actually the very first scrapbook page that I made in my journal and I was quite proud of it. I still make a page from time to time as hyperfixations come and go as a kind of keepsake.
If anyone knows of the artists just feel free to drop em in my ask /( ._.)/
Thank you for reading!
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Ah, ok! Sorry I got too exited💦
🚪for Red
(Again, sorry about that!)
(It's okay. I usually put the rules on a prompt post when I reblog it and I didn't that time. All good, Nonny!)
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You had to play this just right. It wouldn't work if Red wasn't running, and Red rarely ran. You had a few ideas to get him to sprint in your direction, though.
"Red! Lunch!"
He appeared next to you with a small pop. "All right! What's for lunch?"
Dang it!
You tried again. "Red? Can you come in here? Hurry!"
Pop! "What's wrong, sweetheart?"
Dang it!
You were going to have to up the drama. You waited until Red was dozing on the couch. Then you positioned yourself just right and screamed at the top of your lungs.
Pounding footsteps. "Y/N? What's wrong? What's--pppbtthth!" There was a satisfying smack and then the sound of tape peeling as Red rushed through the plastic wrap barrier and skidded into the kitchen. He nearly crashed into you but managed to steady himself.
For a moment, he just stared at you through the plastic. His eyelights looked like they were going to burn through it. Then he threw back his head and laughed. "Okay," he said, "ya got me."
You gently peeled the plastic wrap off his skull and tossed it on the floor. "April Fools," you said.
"I'll April Fools you," Red growled with a grin. "C'mere!" He pulled you into a hug and you heard the familiar sound of a whoopee cushion.
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purlturtle · 1 year
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YOTP 2023 - April - "peace"
January, with an explanation | February | March
“May I join you?”
Without looking up, Myka beckoned Helena into the library. Helena knew she wasn’t being snubbed; Myka was simply captivated by her book. It warmed her heart that they had found their way back here - metaphorically and literally. 
Helena sat down at the far end of the sofa and tucked her feet underneath her; it was cold and blustery outside today. Myka wordlessly lifted the blanket that covered her own feet; Helena slipped hers under. Their toes touched, their eyes met, they both smiled. Then they went back to reading, oblivious to anything outside their quiet haven.
(on AO3)
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flyingpoptart · 1 year
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Lips
Pansmione | 373 words | @sapphicmicrofics
Hermione paced rapidly through the Ministry atrium, passers-by smirking like they knew of her plight and mocked her for it, her smile so fixed it was nearly painted on. 
Hermione Granger was late. Terribly late. To an important meeting of the Department of Cooperation with Magical Creatures no less! There had been a hiccup that morning, necessitating no fewer than two wardrobe changes and missing breakfast in her rush out the door.
The clock over the elevator doors ticked down like Hermione’s professionalism as she waited, yet for all her stress, Hermione couldn’t help but turn at the audible gasp breathing through the atrium. 
Pansy Parkinson strutted proudly like a queen surveying her land, black four-inch heels clicking across the marble floors in time to Hermione’s heartbeat. Her matching jacket lay open over an ivory brassiere tucked into perfectly-tailored trousers, stems of floral embroidery stretching from her navel and culminating in flower petals covering the sizable swells of her breasts. A gold necklace did nothing to hide the sharp angles of her collarbones, only accentuating her minimal makeup - with one exception. 
Her lips shone like polished gold, so delicately drawn that it was as if she had discovered alchemy of the labia oris. The lights across the room reflected softly, making them glitter faintly like galleons at the bottom of a pond, enthralling Hermione in their fullness and the gentle swoops of her cupid’s bow. Those same golden lips pulled into a coy smirk, making Hermione blink and make eye contact with a start. Pansy, mascara perfect and cats’ eyes sharp, simply sent a wink and a kiss in Hermione’s direction. 
As Pansy walked around the corner and out of sight, the ‘ding’ of the elevator pulled Hermione from her reverie. Dashing into the elevator, Hermione took her place at the very front with a sigh of relief, giggles coming from behind her. 
As the mirrored doors of the elevator closed, sending its inhabitants into the depths, Hermione finally relaxed her fixed smile. 
Only to be greeted by the sight of smooth brown hair pulled into a professional bun, the gaze of someone without their morning coffee, and shimmering gold lipstick smeared messily over her lips and chin.
Her smile became fixed again.
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friendofbats · 1 year
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“Fool” -- April 2023 Drabble Prompts
April Fools, everyone! I fooled you all into thinking I’d write my Day 1 prompt on Day 1, but I’ve actually written it on Day 2! Got you good. 
😅😅😅
(April 2023 Drabble Prompts) -- prompts created by @durotoswrites​ and moi :)
DAY 1 -- Fool
Maintaining a farm was hard yet fulfilling work. The chickens often pecked at Claire’s legs, the cows were stubborn and disobedient, and the crops sometimes grew misshapen or not at all. But in the end, the “fruits of her labor”, so to speak, remained consistent—bountiful harvests, fresh produce, and happy and healthy animals made all the hard work worth her efforts.
Fishing, however, was a different tale. Hours upon hours of sitting by the lake with her old wooden fishing rod often returned very little, aside from some small fish that would occasionally take pity on her. Unfortunately, upgrading her fishing rod required mining, an even less fruitful task, especially for all that backbreaking physical labor. And at 2:35 PM that afternoon, all Claire had received in return was a few stray black herbs and a shooting pain in her left temple.
But when she reached the fifteenth floor of the mines and cracked the first rock, she found it—gold! Endless gold, one after the other. Her hard work had finally paid off, and with a new bounce to her step, she scampered up the stairs and sprinted over to the smithy, minutes before closing.
“Wait!” Claire called out breathlessly as she barged into the store at 3:59 PM. She tossed her rucksack onto the wooden table with a heavy thonk! and unbuttoned the cover, unveiling the precious ores. “I’d like to upgrade to the gold fishing rod, please.”
Saibara’s stony-faced expression remained fixed on the bounty before him, but he did not inspect them. After a moment’s pause, he finally stated, “Young lady, I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
“Wh—what?” Anger and confusion coursed through her veins. She’d never taken Saibara to be the humorous sort, but surely this had to be some sort of practical joke. “Why not?”
“Because,” he began with a chuckle, picking up the ore closest to him and raising it up to eye level. “This is fool’s gold.”
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dailyscottficrec · 1 year
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April 26, 2023
Homeward Bound by ahscotty
Author summary:
Set during the war; post season 6. Alan and Scott on a long drive home.
Reasons to love the fic: The way I love a drabble, just in general. And this one paints such a vivid picture of such a sweet moment between Alan and Scott? Uhm? Yes, please! This is a lovely fic.
Be sure and let the author know if you enjoy the fic!
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sat down at nine to write a drabble. three hours later it’s a oneshot and I have the best ‘fic writing research list’ since I read half of hetty feather to write about ranbulter. it goes as follows:
quote from sun tzu’s ‘the art of war’.
lyrics from the last few songs of hadestown.
the ‘curse of the ninth symphony’ (and beethoven’s 9th)
the correct spelling of ‘barre chords’
who the bassist is for lovejoy (I knew it was ash but I needed to check)
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ao3topshipsbracket · 12 days
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Welcome to the Unofficial Top Tumblr Relationships Bracket!
Many people on Tumblr might have engaged in the practice of "shipping" in relation to "media". Some, according to legend, even have opinions on these matters.
If the above happens to apply to you, you might be eligible to vote in this bracket! We have pitted the most popular pairings of the 2023 Tumblr Year in Review against each other to see who will emerge victorious. Round 1 polls drop on Saturday, April 20th at 1PM PDT, and will run for a full week.
Check current vote counts here!
Further information is below the cut!
How was the bracket made?
This bracket was made based off Tumblr's 2023 year in review ship list, and edited to fit into a workable bracket. Matchups were seeded according to ranking on the list.
What are your stances on voter fraud, campaigning, bribing people with drabbles and/or art, etc?
Enthusiastically in favor, although we do ask that you don't DDOS Tumblr, and ideally don't commit any murders that can be traced back to us.
Why aren't there platonic relationships in this bracket? There were in the AO3 one.
The AO3 data we were working with included all kinds of relationship tags, including platonic ones. The Tumblr year in review top ship list does not.
I have an issue with [x] being included in this poll.
This poll is a celebration of fandom and fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with some of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement of anything included in the bracket, and refrain from harassment.
In general, please remember that this is intended to be a fun time for the wide community which is fandom culture, and treat each other with respect!
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durotoswrites · 10 months
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14. Clouds
He was often told to keep his head out of them, but it never stopped him. Staring up at the crisp, blue sky, Rock laid down in the sand and took in the sights before him. Forgotten Valley was not half as exciting as the city, and he was not shy about reminding his parents that every opportunity he got. Even Tei, his father, spoke with a particular fondness for their traveling days, and Rock couldn't help but wonder what kept them from traveling as often as they did when he was very young.
A frown grew on his lips as he realized the answer to his question was likely his birth. He often had fuzzy memories of exotic places and colorful skies and clear water that lingered in his dreams. As he stood up and dusted himself off, he turned to his side and saw his child napping beside him, their arms tucked behind their head, just like their father.
There are beautiful skies here... and I never saw anything as magical as the forest area right outside of the farm. He remembered his wedding with a blush - it had been perhaps the beginning of this change he was starting to feel - that perhaps the Valley wasn't as boring as he originally thought. On the farm, the air was clean, and the earth smelled fresh. It was fun to watch the crops grow and watch the animals go about their daily business. It also wasn't as if the beach wasn't too bad.
The cotton candy clouds turned a rosy hue and he looked up at them one last time fondly before turning to his child.
"Alright, little me, it's time to head back."
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emeraldhazeart · 1 year
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April Drabble Prompts
Day 2 - Renewal
Another one that’s not a drabble, sorry. 
This is just what came to mind with today’s prompt. Plus, I wanted to practice at digital painting.
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toxicanonymity · 1 year
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raider masterlist
dark!Joel x f!reader | updated: April 11, 2024: tired
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moodboard by @milla-frenchy 🖤 a rb will not stay up-to-date.
SUMMARY: He's a bad guy, and you're his good girl. Joel saves you from bad men, but claims you for himself and takes you. You're his, and he won't let anyone forget it. His persona starts to crack, but he gets even more possessive. You're his world, and he'll do anything to keep you. Emotional slow burn. WARNINGS: 18+ canon-typical violence, noncon via implicit threat, evolving to enthusiastic dubious consent (stockholm syndrome), depraved use of praise and pet names (sweet pea, baby), unsafe P in V, exhibitionism, extreme possessiveness, dark fluff (🖤), angst, and more. NO USE of Y/N, No physical description of reader.
Spotify: raider, sweet pea (smut) Optional reference: trailer floor plan
main fic
Raider: (Mar 24, 2023) - He "saves" you, then has his way with you on an old mattress. Joel POV
Failed Rescue (Apr 8 - 1.9k) Your bf tries to save you. Joel makes him watch then keeps you.
Stash House (Apr 11 - 850)- Joel takes you to the stash house and shows everyone you're his. Wash Bin 🖤 (Aug 27, 1k) Shooting Practice Drabble(Jul 28, 1.6k)-
Failed Escape (Apr 23, 4k)- Joel saves you from FEDRA, bathes you, amd edges you.
J. Miller (May 19, 2k) - Joel labels you with his switchblade and claims all your holes. dark.
Home (May 29, 1.3k) - Joel makes dinner at home, cleans your chest, and tucks you in. 🖤
Company (Jun 9, 2.2k) - Joel brings home a girl to distract his men. dark. Extra Scene - angst.
Close (Jul 3, 2.7k) - close call with other raiders. You-almost-died sex, and later, tender sex 🖤
Gun Hug (Jul 31, 3.7k) - Joel traps 2 bad guys with some help and kills them while you. . .🖤 If you want him (1.5k) - he holds out to see🖤
Night Air (Aug 30, 3.5k) - Joel is brutal with a bad guy and his POV reveals some feelings. 🖤 Bonus blurb, wakeup pwp drabble
Hunger (Sep 29, 7k) - Joel takes you on a trek, comforts you, kills a guy, and gives you head. 🖤 He's only human (1.1k) - 👱‍♂️Carter POV, overlaps w/ hunger.
Bodies (Dec 3, 7.8k) - Strangers show up and cause a shitstorm, but Joel takes a big step. 🖤 Raider POV
No cliffhangers if you read through Bodies.
more smut, dark fluff, etc ⬇️
drabbles, imagines, hypotheticals
🔥 explicit smut
Trying to use him (800) (riding) 🔥
House meeting drabble 🖤
You get sick at night drabble 🖤
He goes down on you (oral f) 🔥
sweet pea by herself
Apple picking 🖤
If you touched his scar
if men had hurt you in the past
if you got your period 🖤
magazine and makeup 🖤
yoga pwp drabble piv 1k 🔥
boots drabble (oral f receiving) 🔥
graveyard blurb (spice)
if you bit his arm drabble (p in v) 🔥
If you snapped (emotional spice) 🖤
face sitting on sofa 🔥
If you sketched Joel and Jack
being bad, looking good (2.8k, smut) 🔥
Van ride drabble (800) 🖤
sleeping beast (<1k), PWP 🔥
If Joel was sick 🖤
If you were annoying
cutting his hair 🖤
waking up on top 🔥
✨tired 🖤
if you can handle it, there's non-canon carter smut 👱‍♂️
Note: not all content is linked here. Asks can lead to lore and previews or hints of future plot points, etc.
Headcanons (not written like fic)
If another man has his way (Q&A)
dacryphilia - evolved update (Q&A)
if you had scars or tattoos (Q&A)
👱‍♂️raider carter Qs, face claim (Q&A)
Analysis (#raider!analysis)
why does he keep her
why did he snap (in Company extra scene)
his eye contact
his affection / feelings, trajectory 🖤
falling for sweet pea
his self hate and her feelings
the dog and joel's concern for you
✨awareness of growth / why keep her
Raider Tommy
Birds of prey (2.6k)
Art, etc.
Mattress by esquire magazine
Stitches by @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog
collage by @milla-frenchy
lose control edit by @survivingandenduring
🌸 sweet pea mood boards by various
6 month collage by milla-frenchy
6 month cake by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog
🌸 sweet pea cosplay from night air
👱‍♂️carter mood board by @romana-after-dark
pts. 1-3 rb mood boards by @iamasaddie
night air gif by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog
raider/sweet pea collage by milla
sweet pea's pup by @dark-scape
want it that bad gif by @dark-scape
Bodies gif by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog
👱‍♂️carter mood board by milla-frenchy
Then and now drawing by @romana-after-dark
Raider/sweet pea drawings by @lumoverheaven
our stars moodboard by milla
raiding edits by gasolinerainbowpuddles
under the anger by iamasaddie
✨🎥 Trailer (video) by @carminepoison
✨ birthday sketch by @lumoverheaven
If I've left yours off please lmk I prob tagged improperly
Back to MAIN Masterlist
🖤 If mine or another writer's work has inspired yours, it's always better late than never to share / shout-out 🖤
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(✒️give them a shock pen! Jess with G, I could see Jess getting him with this just because his pen snatching habit. X'D)
You might have been planning this for a while. You might have found the perfect April Fools joke months ago and put it in place the moment the package arrived, just to see how long it took. And you might have, just might have, been impressed at how long it had taken G to actually steal that particular pen from your desk.
In a perfectly plotted move by the universe, it took him until April 1st. It was a Saturday, and the two of you only went into the office to finish up the last of the paperwork on your last case.
"I just need you to sign these," you said to G, handing him a folder.
"You got it, angel." He winked at you and very deliberately reached for a pen on your desk.
"Oh no," you said, pushing his hand away. "Those are my nice ones. You know which cup is yours."
He snickered. "Fiiiiine." He reached for the cup you'd set aside just for him and he picked up The Pen. You had to try not to grin.
"Sign quick and we can go get Grillby's for lunch," you said. That would definitely hurry him up.
G clicked the pen and jumped, dropping it back on the desk. "Yowch! What was that?"
"What was what?" you asked.
"It shocked me."
"That's weird. Static shock, maybe?"
"Musta been." He frowned and picked up the pen again. Click. "Gah!" He dropped it again and looked at you with narrowed sockets. "What'd you do, angel?"
"Nothing!" you said, trying to look innocent.
"Suuuuure. Then you won't mind clickin' the pen for me." He smirked, picked it up, and held it out to you.
You hesitated for a moment. Then you took it and put it back into your personal pen cup with a grin. "April Fools!" you crowed.
G laughed and threw his arms around you. "You got me good," he said, in a tone that told you to watch out for loose lids on your ketchup bottle at lunch. "Now, can I have a real pen, please? I still gotta sign this stuff."
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flyingpoptart · 1 year
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Different
Linny | 100 words | @sapphicmicrofics It was the quiet sniffling, the sound of trying to be strong yet falling short, that tore at Ginny’s heart the most.
Yet when she gently opened the door, it was Luna’s tear-stained face and skinny arms wrapped around knobby knees that took her heart and threw it at a wall.
‘Are you here to give me another nickname, Ginny? Was Loony not enough?‘ Luna asked in desperation, fresh tears falling.
‘Nothing I can say will ever be enough Luna. But you should always remember: so many of the things that make you different, are the reasons I love you.’
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fayes-fics · 11 months
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Benedict: Regency Fic Masterlist
Main Masterlist | Benedict: Modern | Anthony: Regency | Anthony: Modern
Updated April 21, 2024 Listed in ascending order of completion. All x reader unless specified otherwise
❦ smut | ✿ fluff/humour | ❥ angst | ⚣ threesome
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Moments ❥ ✿ ❦  main story complete, occasional one-shots ongoing
Innocence ❦
Portrait  ✿ ❦
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Double Bind ❦ ❥
Lessons ❦ ⚣ 
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Kinktober 2022 Drabbles ❦
March 2023 Drabbles ✿ ❦
Kinktober 2023 Drabbles ❦
One-word Drabble Challenge ✿ ❦
One Word Challenge Blurbs ✿ ❥ ❦
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Sonnet #29 ❦
Tell me (all the ways you missed me) ❦
Must we? ✿
I’m not drunk ✿
Fireworks ✿
No Good Advice ❦ ❥
Acting Up ❦
Lightening & Lilies ❦
Beg ❦
Hormones ✿
Swallow ❦
A Treat ❦ ✿
Mine ❦
Insatiable ❦ ✿
Challenge ❦
Breaking and Fixing ✿
Stitches ✿
A Work of Art ❦
Consequences ❦
Temptation ❦
Goodbye, Hello ❥ ✿
Safe ❥ ✿
Inspiration ❦
Blissful ❦ ✿
(Mis)behave ✿
Confessions ❥ ✿
A Birthday Treat ❦ ✿
Comfortable ❦
Riding Tandem ✿
A Close Shave ❦ ✿
Happy Birthday, Mr Bridgerton ❦ ✿
The Things We Do For Love ❥ ❦ ⚣
A Closer Shave [Fic Remix] ❦ ✿
Bella Notte ❦
Target Practice ✿
Cravats ❦
(Be)Longing ❥ ✿
A Change of Circumstance ✿
Cat-Nip ✿
Our Cottage ✿
Second Son ❥ ✿
And One For Luck ❦
Canvas ❦
Stand & Deliver ❦
A Cure for Boredom ❦
Comfort ✿
Enthralled ❦
Refuge ✿
A Welcome Intrusion ✿
Ruler & Subject ❦
Reunited ❦
Reprisal ❦
What The True Poet Describes ✿
Vignette ✿
Eden ❦
To Know You ✿
Benedict Bridgerton x OC Female Character:
Enthralled [x OC version] ❦
Benedict Bridgerton x Sophie Beckett:
Breaking and Fixing [Benophie remix] ✿
Our Cottage [Benophie remix] ✿
Hormones [Benophie remix] ✿
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Dividers @/firefly-graphics
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