duende.xn--6ii / sorry for my absence everyone, i have been drunk/recovering for two days ๐ญ
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duende.xn--6ii / thinking ๐ญ itโs time to write a solo about Mabelโs relationship with her father๐๐
She lightly chuckled, leg swinging from the window in the midnight breeze.
โSo Iโve been toldโon occasion,โ she replied.
โAnd whatโs your drink of choice?โ asked, โwhen I was little, I used to steal sips of ale from my governessโs cupโbut it certainly wasnโt my favourite.โ
โ. . . . of ๐กomney ๐all
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lit & desc. 18+.
ห เฟเพ in search of #DรENDE
She certainly wasnโt sleeping, but she wouldnโt ( admit ) to such.
โSomehow,โ she called, swinging one leg over the open window to sit in the frame, โI have trouble believing that,โ she cocked a brow at him.
โWhat establishment sent you home in such a . . . state?โ She teased.
Cue her throwing her window further open with a groanโ
โMr. Bridgerton! Itโs half past bloody midnight!โ
Replying to @BISF0RARTIST
Drunkenly singing.
โHung pictures of patron saints up on my walls, to remind me that I am a fool~
Tell me where I came from, what I will always be, just a spoiled little lad who went to Catholic school~โ
duende.xn--6ii / hii! call for mains, plots, ships, etc below if anyone is looking for connections!
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Starter for @wittedrose
Mabel had always admired one who was not afraid to say what she truly thought, to act in a means that befitted more than just her station, but her values.
Kate Sharma was the pinnacle of such. And stood across the gallery from her, Mabel could only +
Mabel jostled her foot in an attempt to free it, but it simply wouldnโt budge.
Hot tearsโor perhaps hot rainโblinded her.
โMy leg,โ she yelled over the weather, the wind beginning to howl as the rain intensified further. โItโs stuck under the door,โ she explained to the +
Replying to @pvrsuasive
He shouted while moving the torn door out of the way to help free the person.
make out how many people had been aboard the other, but she was thankful that her driver seemed to be walking around, somewhat unscathedโsave for a slight limp in his step.
The voice registered as being from the man directly beside her overturned carriage. The rain shielded +




















