[ladiesilver]

independent roleplaying blog for sophie baek of bridgerton. absolutely adored by gabi. (24, she/her, white, lover of snoopy.)

multi. kara. emma. pinterest. sideblog. url credit.

rules: please be respectful, kind, and normal! i am only really here to write with lovely established writing partners on this specific blog, so while i am tentatively accepting new followers, please note i'll not be accepting threads/dynamics unless i post a plotting call. (if we are friends/oomfs/writing partners, rest assured, i will be lovingly forcing you into writing with me!) while i have read the benophie book, i choose to strictly follow the television timeline for my own sanity. my portrayal, however, is based off a hybrid of television + book lore, alongside personal headcanons. all credit to lena for my lovely username[s]! i'm gabi, 24, she/her, white, and lover of snoopy. i'm so excited to write sophie! ♡

verses:

default, wip but takes place after sophie becomes married to benedict.

pre-wedding, wip but takes place during sophie's tenure as a maid either at penwood or bridgerton house.

modern, mega wip but sophie is the half-daughter of richard gun, a high ranking member of parliament. after his death and sophie's exile by araminta, she's left in the streets of london to try and survive without any tools.

cyberpunk, mega wip but richard gun was a high-ranking member of arasaka. after his death and sophie's exile by araminta, she's thrust onto the streets of night city and starts an independent cleaning service for wealthy corps.

[ladiesilver]

had friends + my partner hounding me about how i spend my money and how i live, so being the petty bitch i am, i decided to book a cruise for me, myself, and i next month <3

[ladiesilver]

me the last couple of days

[dailybridgerton]

Sophie Baek & Posy Li | Bridgerton Season Four

[ladiesilver]

hiiiii i absolutely flopped being here yesterday and while im extremely busy today, i am making it a priority to be here tonight teehee

[ladiesilver]

sophie BAEK 💜

[sephynne]

happy benophie eve!

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

a whole bunch of gazan mutual aid projects and nonprofits. if the decision of which individual fundraiser to give to feels too daunting, or if you just want to help as many people as possible in one go, these are great initiatives to support.

care for gaza - focuses on providing food and essential supplies. donate here or here.

connecting humanity - securing internet access via donations of virtual sim cards (esims). if you can't afford a whole plan yourself, crips for esims is a communal pool that will use your donation to purchase and maintain esims

gaza soup kitchen - provides food, medical care, and classes for children. also has a gofundme

glia gaza medical support initiative - provides medical care through field clinics and tents at hospitals. donations can also be sent through their website.

ele elna elak - provides clean water, food, clothing, and shelter. they also have a gofundme

life for gaza - raising money for the gaza municipality to repair water and waste management infrastructure

taawon - partners with local civil organizations to provide food, water, medical care, shelter, and basic supplies

the sameer project - running various initiatives providing tents, medical care, and necessities. they have their own encampment project focused on sheltering families with children, sick and disabled members, or members in need of perinatal care

islamic relief worldwide's gaza emergency appeal - provides food, water, hygiene kits, medical supplies, and psychological support

baitulmaal - provides a variety of necessities, including food, water, shelter, and medical supplies

gaza mutual aid fund - distributes food, hygiene products, water, and other essential supplies, including financial support. run by @/el-shab-hussein's amazing friend Mona. updates can be found on her instagram.

hygiene kits for gaza - provides hygiene supplies including menstrual products, wipes, and toothbrushes/toothpaste

anera - provides a variety of necessities, including food, water, hygiene supplies, medicine, blankets and mattresses, and psychological care

palestine children's relief fund - provides supplies and support with a focus on children. also has an initiative for lebanon

dahnoun mutual aid - provides water, food, tents, baby supplies, financial support, and other necessities. updates can be found through their instagram

certainly this is not an exhaustive list, so please feel free to add on other projects or organizations that i didn't include. and as always, please take the time to donate if you can and share. it truly makes all the difference.

[ladiesilver]

i finally made my sophie pinterest account for anyone interested in that sort of thing

[aratsaka]

“ jeez, if what i'm making for you is the best you've had in a year, you must be eating some pretty shitty things. ” she hasn't shared much about her upbringing or where she came from, but he'd gleaned some information. bad relationship with her parents, or at least her dad, maybe. dead mom. dad was dead too. she didn't want to share, he didn't want to push. it was like being around sophie brought out a different side of him, one that he found shocking. mackenzie verona was cutthroat. mean. wasn't afraid to hurt anyone and didn't care if he did. he was not that way around her. perhaps she had that affect on everyone.

he sets the bowl in front of her, then walks back to his fridge to grab shredded cheese should she want it. “ how's work been lately? ” mack asks, sitting across from her with one foot on his chair so he can bring his knee to his chest. “ are you still cleaning? ” he'd hate that job. he knows it. then again, if he had to guess, she could barely stomach his. he could barely stomach his sometimes, but he did what he had to in order to survive. “ whoever's giving you these crazy hours has to be like... a masochist or something. ”

[ladiesilver]

❝ Anything tastes like a million eddies when you've been swamped with work for over a year. ❞ She amends before offering a quick thank you as the bowl is placed in front of her. Decorating it in shredded cheese, once it's reached picture perfect status, she wastes no time reaching for chopsticks and digging in. Taking a few bites, she finally answers his questions once swallowed. ❝ Still cleaning. It's been fine — same thing, different day and different apartments. Or mansions. ❞ The final two words send a shiver up her spine. She hates spending any substantial time in North Oak, even if it is for work purposes. It opens the door for Araminta or Rosamund to spot her, which would only lead to who knows what. Something Sophie wished to avoid like the plague.

Taking a few more bites, she ignores the last part of his statement. In truth, she didn't have a boss — there was no one giving her these crazy hours, it was simply herself. When her father passed, there had been nothing left for her in the will, according to Araminta. In her exile, she was forced to survive, and one way of surviving was simply by working. Deciding to take her mind off herself, she glances up from her tteokbokki and tilts her head. ❝ What about you? Still ... doing your thing? ❞ There's a part of her that really doesn't want to say what Mack does for a living, so she decides not to. Makes matters far easier that way.

[ladiesilver]

i did not realize i had a choice. @cowpers

Choices are a luxury not afforded often to those of the lower-class. This is knowledge Sophie has held her entire life. From the evening she arrived on the Penwood House doorstep, her grandmother hiding in the bushes watching, the lady maid's destiny had been written amongst the stars. Living under the Lord's roof, even as his illegitimate child, was the first taste of those choices being squandered before her very eyes. There wasn't ever even a choice presented for herself to be a real person. The cards for her position, both in life and Lord Penwood's, had been dealt and there was no use arguing it. Until Araminta came and changed it, leaving Sophie with no wiggle room to make any choices for herself once again. [Or the arrangement of her life.] Living under Araminta's roof and care meant accepting whatever request or command was given, even if it meant being forced into a lady maid's position due to Lord Penwood's untimely death. And then, the final piece of her inability to make choices: her exile from the Penwood House, leaving the young woman thrust onto the streets of Grosvenor Square. There is no other choice but survival at that point.

As she stands near the entrance of the new Lady Penwood's drawing room, Sophie's hands clasp neatly before her apron, the irony of it all dawning upon her. Ignorance doesn't flow through her veins; a maid hears far more than she meant to, and she's long understood the invisible shackles fastened to the ladies of the Ton. Reputations balanced upon a single misstep, futures bartered away from familial security, affection traded for advantage. As silent as the newly painted pink walls, the brunette had listened to Eloise's conversation unravel with the blonde. It's why, with her recent experience [and newfound inclusion at Bridgerton House], she feels compelled to speak. ❝ My lady, if I may — most of us do not. ❞

Her fingers tighten slightly in the folds of her skirt, lips pressing themselves momentarily as if contemplating to continue. She'd already spoken, so contemplation was far too late. It was best to continue down the path she'd already set for herself. ❝ I have known what it is like to have no roof, no coin, and certainly no name even worth speaking of. Even then, there were moments when I chose who I would be. Who I would become, and I had not realized it. ❞ Across the foyer into the room, her eyes lift and meet the gaze of Eloise. With a smile and nod of encouragement from the younger Bridgerton girl, the lady maid finishes her thought. ❝ What I am saying, Lady Penwood, is we all make choices even if we do not realize it. And absolutely no one can take those choices away from you. ❞

[xochihuacoyotl]

so. not to doxx myself (i've talked about this here before though) but i live in Kansas. and my license was just revoked very suddenly and immediately because i'm trans and had changed my gender marker.

so now i cannot legally drive or vote until/unless i let them force me to carry around a card that misgenders me and outs me as trans, because i certainly don't look female anymore.

[xochihuacoyotl]

so hey if you have the means and want to help with any of this, please consider donating to the ACLU of Kansas because they are at least going to try to do something to push back against this, and i'm such a panicky wreck that the only thing i can do to get through my immediate gut reaction to having my license revoked tonight (i cannot stress enough that i received the letter today saying that my license is no longer valid tomorrow) is focus on the fact that there's at least one entity trying to protect me and my fellow trans kansans.

Support the ACLU of Kansas Foundation

[faggotfungus]

More info on what's been happening in Kansas:

Kansas Sends Letters To Trans People Demanding The Immediate Surrender Of Drivers Licenses

"The legislature did not include a grace period."

[xochihuacoyotl]

Transgender Kansans Challenge State Law Invalidating Their Driver’s Licenses and Allowing Them to Be Sued for Using Public Restrooms | Ameri

Topeka, KS – Two transgender residents of Kansas have filed a lawsuit in state court challenging a new state law that immediately invalidate

[ladiesilver]

forcing you all to attend my modern!benophie ted talk...

[rakereformed]

@ladiesilver sketches a response: I cannot tease you about that. what a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.

lips compressed into a tin line, counterfeit disappointment detailed across one's features. his palm dramatically rests above his chest, sighing... before snorting with laughter, unable to hold back any longer. it was the sentiment of pure joy taking over him, something his betrothed was responsable for as of late. the weight of loneliness abandoned him, his days now being filled by several splashes of such a colorful life he had never considered to actually be possible for him.

benedict bridgerton. number two. the unserious spare.

how could the tortured artist of the family possibly dream of achieving more of what was expected of him? that's something he used to ask himself far too often, if his mind went still for enough time. thankfully, such habits had started taking a turn ever since he had his sophie in his life, since she became actually his in bethrothal ⸺ and soon to be taken as wife; although, if you asked of him, benedict would certainly offer the confirmation that in his heart, she was already his wife.

observing the room for a moment, once making sure the last maid departed with his sister, the lady bridgerton, and baby edmund, benedict wishes a soft prayer in favor of his sister-in-law before his hands reach out, bringing sophie into his embrace softly. " I won't mind if you do, Soph... " truly, he would not. perhaps he would act even more foolish to assure his favorite sound, the one of her laughter, was heard across the room. calloused fingers softly caress her side, his frame melting against hers. " ... though I shall request compensation regarding future mockery. " he teased, staring down at her facade.

[ladiesilver]

She watches the performance unfold with practiced solemnity, as though she may truly believe his dramatics. The wounded pride, the affronted sigh, and the hand pressed valiantly to his chest. For a moment Sophie even tilts her head, studying him as one might a tragic hero in a Shakespearean play. And then he laughs, bright and unrestrained, and the sound undoes her completely. Once the room has entirely cleared of the Bridgertons and maids, the brunette steps into his embrace as though it is the most natural place in the world. [Because it has become precisely that.]

His arms around her don't feel like a rescue, nor like possession, but rather like recognition. As if they have both, in some way, found the shape of themselves in the other. THE SPARE AND THE DREAMER. The son who stood slightly to the left of expectation and the daughter who stood slightly to the right of the entire family photo. She knows that loneliness and worn its seams her entire life. And yet inside Benedict's presence, it no longer echoes inside her chest cavity. ❝ Compensation? ❞ She murmurs, lifting her gaze to his with an innocence entirely feigned. ❝ I had not realized loving you would require a tariff. How mercenary of you, Mr. Bridgerton. ❞ Even after all this time spent with one another, she still enjoys burrowing herself underneath his skin from time-to-time.

Hands placing themselves on his chest, they slide upward until they rest at the lapels of his coat, smoothing fabric not requiring any smoothing. ❝ I suppose you may request whatever payment you please. ❞ She continues, laughter ghosting on the tip of her tongue. ❝ But you must be warned, I have grown quite skilled at mockery. It is only the natural consequence of being wedded to the most dramatic man in all of London. ❞ Her own tease only carries tenderness and warmth beneath it. Steady and sure.

[aratsaka]

seeing @ladiesilver was always nice. a break from the noise. the life he lived was so fast, it was nice to just sit and chat with her. sophie was different from the corpo world, and from the merc world. he could hardly believe that was how he even met her in the first place. then again, it was nice to have someone level headed around. more than him, at least. “ this is my first time making tteokbokki without a seasoning packet. be nice, please. ” he knows it's pretty basic by korean food standards, but he was just starting to branch out. and besides, it's not like he wanted to ask her to divulge all her family recipes for him to try out. yet. “ man, i'm glad you came over. i feel like i haven't seen you in a billion years. ”

[ladiesilver]

There are few days Sophie is granted the luxury of being off. Night City was built to ensnare everyone within its limits, and she was certainly no exception. [Not anymore. Not since her exile from the Penwood Mansion in North Oak at Araminta's discretion.] The city has always managed to tighten its grip slowly, sweetly, until a person forgets what breathing without pressure on her neck feels like. So an invitation to dinner at Mack's apartment, on her day off no less, felt like something dangerously close to a taste of freedom from that pressure. A small, fragile, reprieve she hadn't tasted in longer than she cared to admit. She would have to be a fool to turn it down. So, she didn't.

Sophie had shown up at his Japantown apartment, made herself comfortable in his desk chair, and watched as her friend waged war against his own kitchen. She'd admired the effort openly and more than once, offering praise laced with amusement that never quite departed from her voice. When he finally begins spooning the tteokbokki into two bowls, she rises from the chair and crosses the short distance to the kitchen. ❝ That's because it has been a billion years. ❞ She playfully nudges Mack's ribcage lightly with her elbow, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Hickory irises drop to the plated floor, drool threatening to form and spill out from her mouth at the sight. ❝ Trust me, anything you make is bound to be a hundred times better than whatever I've been eating the past month. Maybe even the past year. ❞

[ladiesilver]

bridgerton writers, please give me some version of this scene, i beg you

[ladiesilver]

ty bridgerton writers

[mcflymemes]

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (2005) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary

you must know... surely, you must know it was all for you.

you are too generous to trifle with me.

if your feelings are still what they were last april, tell me so at once.

my affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever.

you have bewitched me, body and soul, and i love... i love you.

i never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

i have struggled in vein and i can bear it no longer.

these past months have been a torment.

i came to [location name] with the single object of seeing you. i had to see you.

are you too proud, [name]? and would you consider pride a fault or a virtue?

we're doing our best to find a fault in you.

i have fought against my better judgement, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance.

you really do love him, don't you?

please, do be seated.

this is a charming house.

all these things i am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.

how are you this evening, my dear?

may i have the next dance, [name]?

my brother gave it to me. he shouldn't have.

i wish you would not call me "my dear."

what endearments am i allowed?

what should i call you when i am cross?

i cannot believe that anyone can deserve you... but it appears i am overruled.

are you out of your senses? i thought you hated the man.

have you no objection other than your belief in my indifference?

i do like him. i love him.

only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why i will end up an old maid.

i love you. most ardently.

please do me the honor of accepting my hand.

i appreciate the struggle you have been through, and i am very sorry to have caused you pain.

believe me, it was unconsciously done.

are you... laughing at me?

i wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?

i thought that poetry was the food of love.

what do you recommend to encourage affection?

i'm very fond of walking.

i do not have the talent of conversing easily with people i have never met before.

perhaps you should take your aunt's advice and practice?

so this is your opinion of me. thank you for explaining it so fully.

those are the words of a gentleman.

from the first moment i met you, your arrogance and conceit, your selfish disdain for the feelings of others made me realize that you were the last man in the world i could ever be prevailed upon to marry.

forgive me for taking up so much of your time.

maybe it's that i find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offenses against me.

my good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.

i cannot tease you about that. what a shame, for i dearly love to laugh.

i will not and i certainly never shall.

you have insulted me in every possible way, and can now have nothing further to say.

i must ask you to leave immediately.

i have never been thus treated in my entire life.

i can admire you much better from here.

do you talk, as a rule, while dancing?

i prefer to be unsociable and taciturn.

i dare say you will find him amiable.

it would be most inconvenient since i have sworn to loathe him for all eternity.

no one would suspect your manners to be rehearsed.

i've come to tell you the news.

not all of us can afford to be romantic.

i've been so blind.

they are far too easy to judge.

i was wrong. i was entirely wrong about him.

i am well aquainted with you, [name], to know that i cannot alarm you, even should i wish it.

your skills in the art of matchmaking are positively occult.

i've never seen so many pretty girls in my life!

i do not deny it.

has the pig escaped again?

we are all fools in love.