𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓

a collection of random dialogue prompts from season two of bridgerton! change all pronouns/gendered language as you need!

❛There are two things that lurk within the dark and shadowy places of our fair city. Vermin and secrets.❜

❛Is that a promise or a threat?❜

❛Say you do not care for me. Say you feel nothing, and I will walk away.❜

❛Regardless of the truth, people… nay, gossips, they will contrive shameless falsehoods.❜

❛There shall be dancing.❜

❛Scandals may cast aspersions but they do not obligate us to answer to anyone.❜

❛Your future will certainly not be found in the past with me.❜

❛Take your Trojan horse elsewhere.❜

❛You do know you cannot show someone your best without allowing them to see your worst.❜

❛Can you ever just agree?❜

❛I saw a light and thought I might have left a candle lit.❜

❛Worldly travelers use it as a way to open their minds and transcend ordinary anxieties.❜

❛I do not know which pains me more, your betrayal or your pity.❜

❛So many flowers when what I really seek is a gem.❜

❛ Do not leave me!❜

“Do you think there is a corner of this earth that you could travel to far away enough to free me from this torment?❜

❛There is nothing worse than rotting flowers when someone is unwell.❜

❛Is there not something in all of us that requires a challenge?❜

❛Pride may not be as precious to you as your breath.❜

❛Would you like a companion? Imposter party for two?❜

❛Let us hope he has more. One bauble does not a fortune make.❜

❛What exactly are the rules of this game?❜

❛You understood our arrangement came with risks.❜

❛Perhaps we pretend this encounter never took place?❜

❛Oh I shall never listen to you! Or anyone I wholeheartedly disagree with!❜

❛I, of course, am an enigma and will divulge none of my secrets.❜

❛I do believe we must allow ourselves those private moments, so we may face reality armed with our reveries.❜

❛True love is something else entirely. It is when the rest of the world goes quiet. It is not eyes that meet, but souls that dance.❜

❛Beating you feels the same as any other win, but somehow smells sweeter.❜

❛An insipid wallflower, indeed.❜

❛Your confidence is admirable, I concede.❜

❛For the first time in my life, I do not know what to do.❜

❛It is a pleasing, stimulating, thrilling, kind of torment. Have you ever felt that way?❜

❛You are the bane of my existence and the object of my desires.❜

❛Soon you shall be just as jaded as the rest of us.❜

❛I look at you now, and all I feel is pity for you.❜

❛The moment we go, the moment we step foot outside those doors, we face the truth.❜

❛You worry about being seen.❜

❛You vex me!❜

❛We must be careful not to attract too much attention.❜

❛I would rather go out there and offer my hand to one of those birds. It would be less painful!❜

❛Oh, here we go! Enthrall me with your self knowledge and awareness!❜

❛Your dreams are grander than you let on.❜

❛Happy endings do not exist. At least, not in real life.❜

❛We did a terrible thing.❜

❛That scent. It has remained imprinted on my mind since the night on the terrace.❜

❛I heard it was you who found me and brought me home safe.❜

❛You are running away.❜

❛Just keep looking at me. No one else matters.❜

❛Are you going to ask me to dance? One last time?❜

THE WORLD NEEDS MORE HEALERS.

a chuckle is but a murmur in the wind. " i assure you that i will be a good match. " she'd say with a sinister grace. " i can tell you've not been bested in quite some time. and i enjoy the challenge in it. " immortality made any challenge presented all the more exciting . . . considering her miserable life seemed less fueled with enticement. people were so breakable in her hands. so . . . fleeting. unnecessary.

" tell me , " she begins. " what do you fear ? "

“ Si, I can heal, it just might take a little longer than usual. It’s um, been a while since I’ve fed so I’m not at a hundred percent, y’know … ”

It was a feeble attempt to get a quick pity meal, but he didn’t believe for one second she’d actually indulge him. He was unsteady as he rose to his feet, bracing himself against the trunk of the tree as he stood. Her question prompted visions that he was fully aware really shouldn’t be in his head, and he quickly buried them incase she had the ability to read them. Without the distraction of the pain shooting up his leg, it was impossible to ignore how ethereally beautiful she was. Snow white hair as bright as the moon, a voice like a velvet caress before a blade would pierce through his ribs. The air of danger was thick, but it only attracted him more to her. A fire he was willing to get close enough to burn.

“ Thank you … as much as I’d love to let you carry me, I can walk. Just maybe not as fast as you. Um … where are you gonna take me? ”

" fed , hm ? " the witch's eyes flickered. " bloodthirsty little thing , are you ? " she might have indulged him. she likes to indulge the wicked things of the world. " my blood isn't what you might expect , " manon said. " i too feed . . . it's not a necessary thing for me as i can find other means of supplements but. i assume it must be for you. to need it. " a retract of iron nails , she'd puncture a new wound upon her arm to reveal the trickling of blue ichor. glistening , beautiful ichor.

" feeling a bit intrepid tonight ? "

she has never had someone drink her blood before. never had another even think to want it. " i will be taking you to the witch kingdom. we are a tight community who do not so easily take to an outsider . . . but i am their queen so i shall make this one exception. " but her eyes must have lost that flicker of delight. that zest. she is a stone wall now. looming. " you make moves to hurt my kin and i will gut you myself. it will be slow. painful. by the time your words of surrender may take flight from your mouth , i will have only just begun. "