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He’d spoken about it with Colin a few times before -- the fact that second and third sons always had the options of the military and the clergy, occupations that would give them purpose that they did not inherit from birth. Anthony, the eldest male Bridgerton and born heir to the viscount’s title, would never have to consider those options, but Benedict wasn’t sure if he was fortunate or unfortunate in that regard. Most of his life was determined by his birth, his position in the family. Even with all the uncertainty about what Benedict wanted to be -- what he could do, where he could go -- he thought he would prefer that uncertainty over the burden of responsibility any day of the week. He just hoped that, when the time came, he would choose the right paths.

And he rather liked the company of younger sons, like him.

“Good evening, Mr. Tilney,” he said in a casual, cheerful tone, coming up beside the young man. “Enjoying the festivities?”

                𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐘𝐋 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋,  and despite seemingly swaying to her own beat, there was a certain haste in every step she took.  Footsteps echoed through the  almost  empty hallways as her long coat followed her movements.  Miriam had been particular about choosing this  exact  moment of the day, to make sure there were as few people around        not being disturbed wasn’t only for  her  benefit        and though she was on focussed on completing her task here, the journey had already put her in a  good  mood.  Traffic between the two university cities was usually  unbearable,  but given the hour, Miriam had set a record time driving from Oxford to Bristol.

                TL lights  flashed  above her every now and then, but Miriam didn’t allow it to distract her from why she had come all this way.  Or rather, for  who.   It had been decades since the two had seen each other        having separated and gone their own ways, her research had lead her, amongst other creatures,  to him.   Somewhere, in the back of her mind, Miriam had hoped to have come across him sooner.  Regardless of having had every chance to seek him out herself, she  kept word  and respected their goodbyes.    Until now.

                The vampire took a deep breath as she took another turn, sensing she was close.  Then, her sight  followed  her sense of smell.  There, at the end of the hallway, stood a familiar silhouette        a figure she had last seen somewhere in the past century.      “      John ?      ”

@dramatispcrsonae​ sent a raven: “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.” - from éowyn

          He smiles, and it comes so easily. His face brightens, eyes dazzling. How easily she had swooped in and stolen his heart, something until now he kept closed. Of course he was always one to show kindness, but to give his heart to another, well that was something else. But she, she had taken it with ease. Who was he to stop her. 

hmm. let’s see. on one hand, i can see them doing things very traditionally -- going to a fancy restaurant, the hottest one in town (and yes he asked elizabeth for a recommendation because he wants to surprise caroline with a fancier and flashier place. he usually takes her to quiet places he has been going to all his life). he gives her flowers, the restaurant is probably near a park or maybe the ocean (if its in cornwall) and they go on a walk later, holding hands and the date ends in a place where they can dance together (ALSO THEY ARE A PERIOD COUPLE BUT I CAN’T REMEMBER THEM EVER DANCING TOGETHER. I FEEL ROBBED). 

on the other hand, i love disaster. so, dwight has this date all planned out and he has an emergency at the hospital. he can’t go to the date, he feels terrible, horrible, the worst person in the world even though he is glad he went because the patient pulled through. caroline surprises him with food from his favorite restaurant and they eat in an empty waiting room, music playing from a spotify playlist and it’s just so intimate and cozy and he can’t stop staring at her like she is the most wonderful thing he has ever seen (also applicable to option 1 tbh)

sugarcoat - george ezra

       “  that last donut is mine, swarek. don’t even think about touching it.  “

          ❛ i promise i’m not stealing anything!  just, uh, borrowing? ❜    great lois, you just got caught stealing a simple medical chart... W H E N did you get that sloppy?