Hello all! I have been severely lacking inspiration, but after listening to Taylor Swift for a while, I wanted to create a prompt list with some Taylor Swift songs.
So please request away! And if there are other taylor swift songs that are not on this list please feel free!
Debut
Tim McGraw: "When you think Tim McGraw I hope you think of me"
Picture To Burn: "As far as I'm concerned, you're just another picture to burn"
Should've Said No: "You should've said no, you should've gone home
You should've thought twice 'fore you let it all go
You should've known that word
'Bout what you did with her'd get back to me (Get back to me)"
Fearless
Fearless: " You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless
And I don't know why but with you, I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless"
Love Story: "Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes""
Hey Stephen: "Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel
Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so
Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you
Can't help it if there's no one else
Mmm, I can't help myself"
You Belong with Me: "If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me, you belong with me"
Speak Now
Mine: "You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine"
Back To December: "So this is me swallowing my pride
Standin' in front of you sayin', "I'm sorry for that night""
The Story Of Us: " Now, I'm standin' alone in a crowded room
And we're not speakin'
And I'm dyin' to know
Is it killin' you like it's killin' me?"
Red
I Knew You Were Trouble: "Cause I knew you werе trouble when you walked in
So shamе on me now"
All Too Well: "And you call me up again
Just to break me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest"
We Are Never Getting Back Together: "We are never, evеr, ever gettin' back togеther"
I Bet You Think About Me: "I bet you couldn't believe
When you realized I'm harder to forget than I was to leave
And I bet you think about me"
1989
Style: "Say you'll remember me
Standin' in a nice dress
Starin' at the sunset, babe
Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your
Wildest dreams"
Now That We Don't Talk: "I call my mom, she said that it was for the best
Remind myself, the morе I gave, you'd want me less
I cannot bе your friend, so I pay the price of what I lost
And what it cost, now that we don't talk"
reputation
End Game: "I wanna be your end game (End game)
I wanna be your first string (First string)
I wanna be your A-Team (A-Team)
I wanna be your end game, end game"
Don't Blame Me: "Don't blame me, love made me crazy
If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right"
Delicate: "My reputation's never been worse, so
You must like me for me
(Yeah, I want you) We can't make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink"
Gorgeous: "You're so gorgeous
I can't say anything to your face
'Cause look at your face (Gorgeous)
And I'm so furious
At you for makin' me feel this way
But what can I say? You're gorgeous"
Dress: "Only bought this dress so you could take it off"
New Year's Day: "Don’t read the last page
But I stay when it's hard or it's wrong or we're makin’ mistakes
I want your midnights
But I'll be cleanin' up bottles with you on New Year's Day"
Lover
I Forgot That You Existed: "I forgot that you existed
And I thought that it would kill me, but it didn't"
Lover: "I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover
My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue
All's well that ends well to end up with you
Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover"
Paper Rings: "I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings"
Cornelia Street: "And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends
I'd never walk Cornelia Street again
That's the kinda heartbreak time could never mend
I'd never walk Cornelia Street again"
Daylight: "I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you
I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you
I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night
And now I see daylight, I only see daylight"
Folklore
The 1: "But it would've been fun
If you would've been the one"
Peace: "All these people think love's for show
But I would die for you in secret
The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me
Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?"
Evermore
Tolerate It: "If it's all in my head, tell me now
Tell me I've got it wrong somehow
I know my love should be celebrated
But you tolerate it"
Happiness: "There'll be happiness after you
But there was happiness because of you
Both of these things can be true
There is happiness"
Midnights
Midnight Rain: "He wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain
He wanted a bride, I was making my own name
Chasing that fame, he stayed the same
All of me changed like midnight"
Bejeweled: "Best believe I'm still bejeweled
When I walk in the room
I can still make the whole place shimmer"
Mastermind: "What if I told you none of it was accidental?
And the first night that you saw me
Nothing was gonna stop me"
Hello every body please request from this prompt list by sending me a character and 1 or more numbers from this list. If the prompt is crossed out, that means that I have already used it or I am working on something using it and therefore will not be doing another request with it. Thanks
Also once all of these prompts are requested, I will be posting another prompt list.
“Is that really all you got?”
“Compared to my usual crowd, you’re nothing.”
“Over my grave, you bastard.” (Benedict Bridgerton x reader)
“I almost lost you.”
“Kiss me.”
“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
"Yeah, you're cold, I'm giving you my jacket." (Matt Jackson x reader)
"I'll take over from here, go get some rest" (Tangerine x reader)
"Wake up dammit!"
"Stop pretending that you care"
"Please, leave me alone"
"Wow, you're actually nice to me for once." "I won't make a habit out of it."
This is set in the first season only a little bit after Zsasz is at the GCPD for Gordon. Also I don't think I mention it in the story, but the reason that the reader was in prison for two years without getting broken out or anything was to go in and make more contacts in the female criminal world. Falcone had asked her to and after she thought she was done, he pulled his strings to get her released immediately.
TW: usual Gotham violence and allusions to smut, heavy make out sesh.
"Please don't tell me that is who I think it is that you have in that interrogation room?"
"Again I ask what are you talking about? I brought her in for killing a man right in front of me."
"Oh god," Harvey groaned shaking his head, "let her go right now" he said with a tone of urgency that Jim hadn't heard from his partner before.
"No, I've told you many times I'm not going to turn the other way just because these criminals have money or power," he says to Harvey seeming to be frustrated with his partner and the entire city of Gotham, as he steps back into the interrogation room.
"So, (Y/N) (L/N)? You want to tell me why you killed an innocent man? What did you want with him?"
"You must be the new hot shot," the woman in front of him smiled mischievously with her feet up on the desk. The way she smiled an kept her calm like that did concern Jim a little, but he pushed on.
"Gordon. Detective Jim Gordon nice to meet you. Now tell me why did you do it?"
"Jim... hmm, Jimbo can I call you Jimbo? I'm gonna call you Jimbo."
Harvey then entered the room and Jim noticed that he looked different, frightened even.
"Harvey! Long time no see"
"Hello (Y/N), I am so sorry about my partner. We will get you out of here as soon as we can there is no need to let any one know that you are here."
"No, Harvey, no we won't. She murdered a man right in front of me, she has to go to prison, but first I am going to find out why?"
"I love the place by the way it's been a while. Have you guys redecorated?"
"(Y/N)! I am done playing games with you now you are going to tell me what I want to know or I'm going to have to send you away for a long long time!" Jim yells, the frustration pouring out of him.
"Ooh, feisty" the woman says with a smile on her face. She turns to Harvey, "I like him"
"(Y/N)-," Jim starts.
"Look boys I'm only here because I wanted to take a look around, but now I've met the new guy and seen enough. I'd like to leave now"
"Are you kidding? That isn't how this works princess I saw you with my own eyes murder a man in cold blood, this is the police so yeah the only place that you are going is to prison."
The woman turns to Harvey, completely ignoring Jim, "Harvey, I'd say you got about a minute to let me go... we don't want a repeat of the last time now do we?"
"No ma'am" he says quietly shaking his head while pulling Jim to the side.
"You need to let her go like now," he says while constantly checking his watch.
"Who the hell is she Harvey?"
"You remember Victor Zsasz?"
"How could I forget?"
"Well look as scary and creepy as that dude is, she's a hundred times worse, she's even more deadly of an assassin than he is if you can believe that, but as of right now we haven't pissed her off. The thing I'm worried about is that those two aren't just colleagues, they've got this weird thing... and, and, and-"
"And what Harvey?"
"And he's not gonna be too happy that we've got his girl in lockup after he hasn't seen her for 2 years"
Just then the two detectives hear a gun shot, Harvey looks wide eyed at Jim, and pulls him back into the interrogation room.
"Uncuff her Jim! Uncuff her!"
"Right on time," (Y/N) says with a smile on her face.
The two detectives hurriedly rush to uncuff the woman sitting in front of them. As soon as they have her free and very pissed off Zsasz enters the room with guns a blazing.
"Hello darling," he says with a smile to (Y/N), immediately turning his attention and guns towards the detectives. The smile previously on the assassin's face now completely wiped away and replaced with an anger never seen before.
"Come on honey, we were just leaving" she grabs Zsasz by the arm, "oh and Jimbo, I'll see you around," the pair walking off with her sending Jim a wink. Zsasz walks with his girl out of the GCPD quietly leaving everyone there in awe and fear.
After the pair of assassins return to Falcone's house, (Y/N) immediately drags Victor up to the bedroom. After all the pair hadn't been this close in two years what with the woman being locked up in Blackgate prison.
"Ugh-" Victor groans as he pulls her in for a very hungry kiss
The two of them wasting no time and immediately going to the bed. She jumps on top of him, taking control and kissing him with even more passion.
She rips open his vest and going to pull down his pants when he flips her over and regains control, immediately kissing her again and pulling her shirt off. As the two are going at it and undressing each other, one of Falcone's men walks through the door to tell them to come down stairs, but as soon as he opens the door and begins to speak both assassins pull out their guns and shoots the man without breaking the kiss.
The pull back for a moment to catch their breath, and as they are breathing heavily, Victor tucks a piece of hair behind (Y/N)'s ear, flashes a toothy grin, and says "you are never leaving for that long again you hear me?"
Chuckling and grinning back at him, she replies, "wouldn't dream of it sweetness"
This also takes place during they're bullet club days.
Requested from this prompt list
Being apart of the Bullet Club was a hard balance. Of course it was amazing that you were finally getting the attention that you knew you deserved, but because you were the only girl in the group, it meant that you had to be as tough as the guys. This meant taking similar bumps and not being able to show pain.
It also didn't help that being newer to the group you still wanted to show the guys that adding you had not been a mistake.
You had gotten along with just about everyone. Everyone except Matt Jackson.
You had never had a problem with him, but he had always acted kind of cold to you. He would never be mean or exclude you, but he was just different around you, so of course you took that as he secretly hated you.
As soon as you entered the building you felt a cold chill enter your body. All arenas were different, but for some reason this one was freezing. And of course this is the one time that you forget your jacket, and your gear was not meant for the cold weather.
Tonight you had a match as the main event, but before that was supposed to happen you were going to be walking the Young Bucks down to there match so you had put your gear on before that because you weren't going to have time in between.
As you were talking to Kenny and Nick you were moving the whole time to try and keep warm, but it still wasn't working. As Matt approached he noticed you literally shivering.
Let's back up.
So, as you probably guessed Matt definitely did not hate you. He acted cold to you because he liked you. (I know a dumb reason) However, he knew that if you got involved with him and it went poorly it could ruin your career before it even started, so he made sure to keep his distance. If that meant you hated him, so be it, because he just wanted you to succeed and if that meant sacrificing his own feelings, he was willing to do it.
So, as he sees you shivering his first instinct is to give you his jacket, but he doesn't.
"Are you cold?" he asks
"What do you think?"
"God I was just asking"
The two men get ready to make their entrance and you along with them.
As you walk out you try to not show that your cold because like I said earlier you can't show any weakness, and also I mean really a pro wrestler being a little chilly, kinda ruins it all.
The Young Bucks do their entrance and take off their jackets. Nick throws his off to the side, but Matt gives his to you.
"What are you doing?"
"Yeah, you're cold, I'm giving you my jacket."
"What? No, I'm fine, I don't need anything from you. Also, its warming up in here so I'm good"
"Put on my jacket."
"Fine," you huff in annoyance, but secretly love it because not only are you so much warmer, but the jacket smells like his cologne, and even though you always thought that Matt hated you, it never meant that you hated him.
Request: from your prompt list: 3 and 4 for benedict bridgerton
3. “Over my grave, you bastard.”
4. “I almost lost you.”
Warning: Mentions of violence from men against women (not Benedict)
From this prompt list
You let out a frustrated sigh as you left the giant ballroom. You're mother was killing you and making you want to rip your hair out. You just needed to get some fresh air.
You and Benedict had been courting, but for some reason the second-eldest Bridgerton was just not good enough for your mother, and she kept trying to set you up with other men who didn't even compare to Benedict.
Speaking of Benedict, he wasn't even here this evening due to something about his art. Nevertheless your mother had dragged you to this ball and it felt like torture.
As you stand out in the cold trying to center yourself, you became startled by a man.
"Sorry my love, I didn't mean to startle you, I just needed a moment in the fresh air."
You chuckled, "I definitely understand, I am out her with the same intentions."
"Well perfect, " the handsome stranger says, "let us catch our breaths together."
The two of you stand in silence for a little bit before he asks if you would like to take a stroll through the garden.
"Won't that be improper, I'm sorry sir, but I don't know that I can risk my reputation for a stroll."
He laughs to himself, "of course my lady, but it won't be wrong if we get a chaperone now will it."
You smile politely and nod, "of course"
He leaves you to go fetch a "chaperone" for the two of you to walk through the garden together.
The man he brings back doesn't seem to be too much older than him, but you suppose that with three people, you are technically not alone.
Benedict's P.O.V.
I left the art party a bit earlier than I would normally, but I wanted to surprise (y/n) at the ball, given how much I know that she detests them, but of course her mother made her go even though we are openly courting. Every time I talk to her mother I always get the sense that she thinks I am not good enough.
As I enter the ball room I know that it might take a while before I find her.
As I start to give up I go outside on the balcony to escape the stuffy air from inside for a moment. I honestly don't know how anyone does this.
As I'm standing on the balcony I hear a familiar voice protesting and then it sounds as if her mouth is then covered. I immediately start sprinting.
(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
As we had started to stroll I felt a bit nervous. Something didn't feel right, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. One weird thing was that the chaperone was walking beside me rather than behind us like they would normally do, but I thought that maybe he was newly married and had never really chaperoned before.
I was talking to Lord Abney as we walked not really paying attention to where we were walking.
Ouch
Suddenly, I am shoved against a brick wall, my head hitting it with force.
My vision starts to fade in and out as I hear the two men that I was just walking with start laughing.
"This'll show that stupid Bridgerton"
"Yeah his little bitch beaten and left for dead, he'll learn to never mess with us again"
I regain some bit of consciousness, and I start to plead rather loudly, "please, please, just leave me alone," almost instantly a hand claps over my mouth.
"Shut your mouth you little bitch, someone's going to hear us, and then what about your reputation then? Huh, alone with not one, but two unmarried men"
I start to cry because he's right if someone does hear me to come save me, I'll be ruined.
I try to fight back, and I land some punches, but with two of them they just overpower me.
I start to accept my face as my vision begins to fade again, and as I tense up waiting for the next blow, I don't feel anything so I slowly open my eyes, and see the person that I was thinking about during all of this. I'm not sure if I'm dreaming or what, but before I can think about it too much longer, I feel his hand lightly touch my cheek.
"Oh (y/n), " he says lightly, "are you alright?"
I shake my head no, not really able to get any words out.
"Oh my god of course you're not okay, I am so sorry"
He picks me up and takes me to his carriage as he urges the driver to get to his house as fast as he can, he also tells one of the footman to get the doctor and meet him at the house. That's the last thing I hear before I pass out.
Benedict's P.O.V.
After hearing the sound of my sweet (y/n) and sprinting to find her, I see the two pricks that I met at the club with Anthony.
"Well, well , well if it isn't the man who took all of our money," Lord Abney laughs.
"Look Bridgerton why don't you go back to the party and we'll consider this repayment," the other man, Lord Denton says crudely.
“Over my grave, you bastard.” I say through gritted teeth, before I see red and kind of black out. I'm not really sure exactly what happens, but when I come to, the two men are no longer anywhere in sight.
I then turn to the woman whom I had been courting, "oh (y/n)," I let out softly.
I ask her if she's alright, but of course she isn't so I promptly pick her up and run to the carriage so that I can get the doctor for her. As I'm holding her in my arms I feel the blood coming from the back of her head which makes me panic even more.
When we get home I am met with the doctor and an unconscious woman in my arms. I set her down and he and the nurse begin to get to work examining her and trying to stop the bleeding.
I stand there frozen. It just doesn't feel real. (y/n), the most beautiful girl inside and out is laying there almost dying.
The world seems to go silent and I'm not sure how long I stand there until I feel a hand on my shoulder, and as I look, I see that it's Anthony ushering me out of the room.
As I sit down all I can think about the last painting that I had been working on.
During this ball, when I told her I wasn't coming I had given her some vague excuse about art, but in reality I was painting something for her.
During one of our walks through the park, she told me about how much she loved the park at a sunset, and how she just felt joy and comfort. The way that she described the feeling, the more I realized that it was the exact feeling that I had when I was with her.
As I'm in my head I hear the doctor call my name.
"Yes?"
"Mr. Bridgerton, we stopped the bleeding, but because of the head trauma, we aren't sure if she is going to wake up."
Once again I stood frozen and numb until I felt a tear run down my face.
For the next few days I stayed by her bed, praying and hoping that somehow she would wake up. I would sleep there and only left to go to the bathroom. After a few days, I began to lose hope, but just as was about to leave I feel her stir.
I leapt up.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N)? Can you hear me?"
"Shh"
"What?"
"I said shh, my head hurts," she whispers.
As I calm down a bit, I feel another tear slip down my face, I grab onto her hand, "I almost lost you"
She looks at me with a smile, "I'm not going anywhere"
"Good, because I have a question for you," I reach into my pocket to fish out the ring that I have been carrying since the first week that we started courting, "(Y/N) (L/N), will you marry me?"
"Of course!" she says as I pull her in for a kiss before I realize that it's still considered improper.
Sorry if this is bad. I'm just getting back into writing :)
Working as an assassin was not a job that made you many friends. The only people that you really talked to were either clients or ended up dead, so yeah not a lot of friends.
The only exception to this were the set of "twins" that you had met on a job in which you had to basically fight them for the kill.
Of course you had gotten the job done but after seeing the skill of them, and them seeing you, all of you knew that your lives were gonna be better (and longer) if you became friends rather than enemies.
The current job that the three of you were on had been going on for so much longer than any of you had thought it was going to be. Everyday you would be going for hours and hours (these people were not easy to track down, much less take out), and the client kept adding people to the kill list and with the kind of money he was offering, none of you were able to turn it down. With this kind of money you would be able to stop working for a while and enjoy life. So, yeah you were willing to push yourself to the limit.
So, right now the three of you were trying to check into the hotel room and as you were standing at the counter Tangerine could see that you were about to pass out from exhaustion. He would have noticed this even if he didn't notice every little thing about you. Lemon liked to tease him about how much Tangerine cared about you, but Tangerine would always play it off because he knew exactly the kind of business both of you were in, and he knew better than to get attached.
As the three of you got back to the rooms, you dropped your stuff on the ground and for a second, laid on the bed and shut your eyes. Tangerine noted to himself how peaceful you looked, but quickly moved on as he was also quite tired.
After a second you knew that you needed to get up because you desperately needed to do laundry. This trip was much longer than you thought it was going to be, and you had no idea when it was going to end, so you started to gather your stuff, and asked Tangerine if he wanted to come with, since you were sure that he also needed to visit the laundromat.
"Yeah love, let me get my stuff and Lemon's I know he really wanted to take a shower so it'll just be the two of us."
You nodded and waited as he gathered the bags, and the two of you trudged across the street.
The whole time was quiet with both of you being so tired that you didn't even have the energy to talk. However, this meant that you were very close to falling asleep in your seat.
After you both changed out your loads to the dryers, you sat down and as Tangerine looked over at you with eyes shut, he once again smiled at just how peaceful you looked. That look being hard to come by in this industry. He sighed to himself and called your name.
"Mhm what I'm awake," you said even though you definitely were falling asleep.
"Darling, I'll take over from here, I can grab your clothes once they're done, just go get some rest."
You wanted to protest and say that you were fine, but as you went to say something, you were hit with the biggest wave of exhaustion, so with that you just nodded and walked back over to the hotel, grateful for the beautiful British man that had saved you from passing out in the laundromat.
As soon as you got back to the room you immediately passed out on the bed not even bothering to get under the covers.
When Tangerine got back he saw you sleeping so peacefully once again, and even though he knew he was going to get shit from Lemon, he grabbed a spare blanket and draped it over you so that you didn't wake up freezing cold.
Hello every body please request from this prompt list by sending me a character and 1 or more numbers from this list. If the prompt is crossed out, that means that I have already used it or I am working on something using it and therefore will not be doing another request with it. Thanks
Also once all of these prompts are requested, I will be posting another prompt list.
“Is that really all you got?”
“Compared to my usual crowd, you’re nothing.”
“Over my grave, you bastard.” (Benedict Bridgerton x reader)
“I almost lost you.”
“Kiss me.”
“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
"Yeah, you're cold, I'm giving you my jacket." (Matt Jackson x reader)
"I'll take over from here, go get some rest" (Tangerine x reader)
"Wake up dammit!"
"Stop pretending that you care"
"Please, leave me alone"
"Wow, you're actually nice to me for once." "I won't make a habit out of it."
Hi everybody I know that I have been gone for like 2 years or something (ok maybe not that long but still a very long time). I have been so busy with school that I kind of forgot about this blog, so I want to kind of restart. So, I will be taking down old prompt lists and putting up new ones so that I can start writing again. Thank you!
After last night's ladder match and seeing my boy Ricky land like that at the end, I am craving some comfort fics for Ricky Starks if any knows of some let me know
Request: hello!! can you write Anthony Bridgerton to Temporary Love by Ben Platt?
Temporary Love (Ben Platt) - “You don’t have to hide your love away and I know that I’m gonna make mistakes, but leaning on somebody isn’t easy. I’ll do what I can to make you see that this is not a temporary love”
This was supposed to be a one shot, but I think I am going to turn it into multiple parts (probably only two... but who knows)
BTW this is pretty similar to the second book if you've read it
Anthony Bridgerton had feared death ever since his own father had passed. This fear wasn't the rational fear of death that most others dealt with... no this was different. Edmund Bridgerton had died at 38, and in Anthony's mind, he would not be able to surpass his father in any aspect of his life including the number of years that he lived. Wanting to provide for his family, he knew that he must find a wife, but he thought that there must be no love in the union in order to make his life (and hers) less torture. So the season after Daphne had married he declared that he would find a wife and marry.
The Viscount knew of the effect that he had on the young ladies of the ton, and therefore knew that he would be able to have any lady as his wife. After a very long conversation with his mother, the two of them put together the list of the most eligible ladies that would be able to carry the Bridgerton name, and the duties of the Viscountess, the two of them also coming to very different conclusions of what the marriage would consist of. Violet, of course, was thinking of the young girls' personalities and how best might they suit Anthony, while he on the other hand was merely thinking of this as a business transaction.
At that very moment one particular young lady was getting ready for the first ball of the season. (Y/N) (L/N), a very beautiful debutante was picking out which dress to wear, but unlike many other debutantes this was not her first season. The young lady had been engaged twice before, the first fiancé died of influenza, and the second broke off the engagement upon learning that he had a bastard child with the woman who he truly loved. The young lady had grown very cynical and not fond of balls and parties. Nevertheless, she knew that she needed to attend in order to find a husband. Like the Viscount Bridgerton, she also seemed to leave the love aspect out of the requirements for her future husband considering that she was growing older, and soon she would become a spinster with no money of her own.
That night at Lady Danbury's ball, the young people of the ton danced and mingled in order to hopefully find a love match. The music was high in tempo and many of the debutantes and bachelors were high in spirit. Miss (Y/N) (L/N) was accompanied to the ball by her mother, her father passed when she was merely 10 years old. As she looked around the room bored of the conversation that she was in with her mother and Lady Featherington, she excused herself to go fetch some lemonade. She meandered over to the table taking in the sights of the ballroom, when all of a sudden she bumped straight into someone's chest.
"Pardon me- " she began, looking up to see who she just ran into only to see a very handsome face with beautiful chestnut hair, "Lord Bridgerton"
"No, I'm sorry, pardon me..." he trailed off not knowing the young lady's name,
"(Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)"
"Miss (L/N). Well I do apologize for not looking where I was going, are you alright?"
"Yes, Lord Bridgerton, I am quite alright"
"Please, call me Benedict," he laughed slightly, "Miss (L/N), may I -"
"Benedict!"
The two of you turned in the direction that the half yell had come from, and as you turned you caught a glimpse of Anthony Bridgerton looking winded, and like quite a mess.
