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Book Benophie: Charles, William, Alexander, Baby Violet
Show Benophie: Violet, Charlotte, Alexandra, Baby William
These are the things I think about by the pool 😂 Again, I know I’m not particularly talented in this area (I find drawing relaxing more than anything), but it’s also the ADHD hyper-fixation that won’t leave me alone. (Please ignore Benedict’s hair in the second one. 🫣)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Separation for Benedict and Sophie grows harder and harder as both find themselves in difficult conversations with those around them.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Benedict thinks of a clever way to cool down a heavily pregnant Sophie during an unprecedented heat wave.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Benedict and Sophie are separated, and life continues on. As Benedict grows closer to understanding the choice he has to make, the ramifications become clearer. Grief changes perspectives
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Benedict leaves for London. Someone figures out what they’ve been up to. Sophie makes friends.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
New chapter posted!
I don’t know if anyone on here is reading Paper Faces, or if anyone would care tbh, but I’ve been trying to update every weekend. This last week was just crazy busy, and I’ve been so tired at the end of the day, I wasn’t able to work on it like I wanted. I was finally able to work on it some yesterday and today, but I only got about halfway finished. An update is coming though.
My ADHD brain thrives on having a schedule, and I hate that it’s been thrown off, but such is life. The last month of school is always so insanely busy, but it’s been so nice for my mental health to be writing again (and to read the supportive comments!!!).
Any hoo, like I said, not sure anyone really noticed, but just in case, wanted to give an update because people have been so kind. ❤️
What is it, truly, to admire a woman? To look at her and feel inspiration. To delight in her beauty. So much so that all of your defenses crumble, that you would willingly take on any pain, any burden for her
To honor her being, with your deeds and words.
The hours of pain, the tears, the sweat, the blood, the agony, the beauty of it all mixed and blurred into a color unlike any Benedict had seen.
This woman who battled through the very hell of life to open up the world of the eternities.
He’d thought he understood, what the poets had meant, but watching her bring life, to bring their child, into existence had opened his mind and his heart to revelations that brought prophets to their knees.
He’d die for her, live for her, offer himself as willing intercessory to any suffering she endured. But that wasn’t enough, not for what he felt in this moment, as she wept with joy, and relief, and the purest love he’d ever witnessed.
What he understood now was that love was not removing the burden, not taking what cannot be took, but to change and transform with them as they endured, and fought, and survived. To walk, and carry, and witness to the end, until you both emerge, and to forever honor that journey with awe and dignity.
So he held them, both of them, vulnerable, weakened by their ordeal, needing him. He would hold them, protect them, devote his life to them.
His covenant promised. He breathed, “My love.”
Sometimes it is easier to stay in shallow water. Warmer. More pleasant. I like warm and pleasant. / It is dull to swim in the same waters day after day, even if they are warm and pleasant. Will you not wade out deeper with me?
SOPHIE BAEK and BENEDICT BRIDGERTON BRIDGERTON | season four
Sophie was raised quietly, in secret, loved in whispers so quiet she doubted her hearing. Benedict loves loudly, in the open, with passion. Sophie found someone who reflects her love for the arts, who reflects her love and is willing to give her the loud, open love that she had been deprived of her entire life, the love she doubted she deserved and the love that he gave her unconditionally.
'He loved me.' / 'Of course he did.' Bridgerton 4.08
YERIN HA & LUKE THOMPSON for TOWN & COUNTRY
SOPHIE & BENEDICT BRIDGERTON 🤍
↳ BRIDGERTON | 2020 - present
“…should we have a child...that child will feel our love magnified. And we’ll be a family.”
4x08 - Dance in the Country
He left us each an equal-portioned dowry.
"It is quite the fantastical tale. Maid… gentleman… in love."
Season Four: Part One | Part Two
