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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Dec 25, 2021 0:24:49 GMT
HI ALL! SOO we have some amazing ships here on the site, whether they are canon or AU!! So I thought we could start a thread and just share any ship names of pairings in the role play!! I'll get starteedd! Feel free to share any you got!! I'll be adding more laters!
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Dec 24, 2021 23:37:52 GMT
i am a viscount IT IS MY RESPONSIBILITY While it was important for Anthony to attend the gentleman's club for many reasons -- both personal and business affairs -- he also enjoyed the ease it brought him. Being able to just enjoy a drink, be away from the hustle and bustle of the household. He also knew he could not do this in long bouts but the stolen moments he was able to enjoy, he relished. So as he made his way inside, he was greeted by a dear friend; dear family friend in fact. Their friendship being that of the next generation for Edmund and Charles were once good friends too.
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Anthony had always been determined to continue that tradition and keep the closeness between the Davenports and Bridgertons. Of course, it helped that most of the siblings got along splendidly. "Davenport!" He returned the greeting with a smile, extending his hand to the man in greeting. "I would indeed be a terrible friend if I allowed for such a thing," he said in teasing jest, referring to not allowing him to drink the bourbon alone. One Alexander sat down, Anthony too seated himself comfortably in the chair, waving at the waiter to get him a cigar. "Tell me Davenport, how have you been?" The social season certainly must be keeping him as busy as it was Anthony.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Dec 23, 2021 16:29:54 GMT
 Tag: @hyacinthb i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony's trips to Aubrey Hall were far more infrequent than they had been growing up. Than . . . they had been since Edmund passed. The place held such wonderful members that Anthony would always hold dear, yet at the same time, served as a reminder that those moments would never take place again. Part of him felt guilty however, that Hyacinth and Gregory did not grow up with these same memories. He knew he had to rectify it somehow; knew he wished to give them the best childhood memories one could hope for. But with the absence of a father -- with the absence of a father as wonderful as Edmund, the Viscount knew he stood no chance.
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Never the less, he could at least start and such efforts were made with Hyacinth accompanying him to their country residence. She had been battling a terrible illness for several days, and now fully recovered -- thankfully -- it felt fitting to have her get out of the city and enjoy the fresh, country air. He had business to attend to but he also wanted his priority to be spending time with the youngest Bridgerton sibling.
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Truth be told, he had been terrified of losing her during her sickness and the relief felt when she was fully recovered could not be expressed in mere words. Anthony smiled when she excitedly asked what they would do first. "First we will get you settled into your room," he began to tell her. "Then we shall have meal." Since the journey would surely have made her hungry as it had him. "Then, you should probably lay down to rest for a little while." His words held a teasing tone to them, for he knew that with how much energy and excitement she had . . . rest would be the furthest thing from her mind. Still. He could not resist the playful remark.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Dec 21, 2021 18:06:20 GMT
i am a viscount IT IS MY RESPONSIBILITY Anthony took a sip of his drink as William confirmed that he did not in fact believe her, that she was acting delicately . . . and that he would never speak to her again. "Then set your mind at ease," he encouraged in a reassuring tone rather than any sort of command or force. "For women often tend to stir quite the opposite in the minds of us men," he further teased. He was referring to of course, the ability women had to consume their thoughts, and bring them unrest. Unease. Speaking from experience of course, Anthony first hand knew it was not so easy to simply put them out of sight and out of mind.
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"Is that what you truly wish for?" He questioned when William stated that he would never speak to her again. Clearly, he had brought her name up for a reason; it was on his mind and Anthony did truly wish for his friend to find that peace of mind, unaffected by the hostile and judgmental words of a woman. When the Duke brought up seeking the company of a courtesan, Anthony took another sip of his drink. "An effective distraction indeed. They should be making an entrance soon." Much to the Viscount's dismay. He only hoped that Siena would not be among them. He did not want to see her seeking the company of another man. As she would, despite him . . . or rather, because of him.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Dec 21, 2021 17:55:07 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony continued to look at the other male, as he told him that would not dare do such a thing. "Perhaps I would not," he stated. "But others may not be as kind as I when discovering such . . . gossip worthy information." Truth be told, Anthony was not one to engage tremendously in gossip, however . . . it was to be taken seriously. Words had the power to destroy reputations and whenever it involved his family, or anyone his family was close to, he would do all he could to prevent it, or restore it.
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In this case however, the threat was made towards a man who was imposing his company on a woman who was not wanting of it and that was enough for the Viscount to intervene. "Good day," he stated in farewell as the man rushed out, Anthony's words almost mocking him as he disappeared from the room, prompting the eldest Bridgerton to lean back in his seat a little, a smile forming upon his lips. The expression matched with Elizabeth as she stepped further into the room, saying that he was now her favourite Bridgerton and that she did not know what the fuss was from his sisters.
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"Please do convey that to them," he encouraged, only half kidding. "It would certainly make my job a great deal easier." While he had learned from the Nigel scandal . . . it did not leave Anthony any less protective of his sisters, nor in belief that anyone was truly good enough for them. Smiling back at her, he gave a nod of acknowledgement in her words of gratitude.
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"You are quite welcome. Should you find yourself in a similar situation, which I certainly hope you do not, do not refrain from enlisting my assistance," he offered. While there was a lightness to his words, he did indeed mean them. The thought of a man forcing his company on a woman was . . . unsettling, to say the least. And knowing how important the Davenports were to the Bridgertons, made Anthony more set on doing what he could to help. "Are you expecting company from any more questionable gentlemen?" He asked; his way of checking to see if she wished for him to remain longer or if it was preferred for him to make his leave.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Dec 21, 2021 17:41:54 GMT
 Tag: @polinshipper82 i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Confirmation of it being a mistaken was evident in her reaction of noticing him here, immediately apologizing as she explained she was trying to find Penelope. "It's quite alright," he answered with a smile, finding no offense in a genuine accident. "Eloise should have her own room," he further explained. As they were the hosting family, and frequented their country estate -- at least whilst growing up -- then she should indeed have her own space within it.
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"Perhaps Penelope was visiting her in it." Considering their close friendship, it would come as no surprise. Though there was indeed ample room for everyone here so that their guests would be most comfortable. "Thank you," he responded upon her compliment of his bedroom. It had been his since he could remember, updated accordingly. Though, it had been some time since returning to Aubrey Hall, the bedroom would always give Anthony feelings of both comfort and devastation. A strange juxtaposition indeed. When she spoke of compromising her, Anthony kept a polite smile in place -- years of suppressing true emotions when it came to the need to be stoic, composed and polite . . . in most situations.
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Though, the subject brought the Viscount some discomfort, alluding to compromising a woman especially one he did not know incredibly well. The subject of a wife as well was not so easily discussed with another that he did not have a close relationship with. So to avoid these things, he shifted the conversation. "I would not do such a thing," he assured her, feeling that such an assurance was indeed necessary. Even if she spoke in jest, the subject itself was . . . unsettling for the eldest Bridgerton son. "But to ensure there are no rumours of it either, allow me to escort you to your room." He moved to open the door. "Your actual guest room," he added on in a slight tease as he opened it, and stepped into the hall to wait for her.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 30, 2021 0:37:46 GMT
LMAOOO I LOVE THIS!! Anthony muse is quite happy with this title 
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 29, 2021 5:04:58 GMT
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 29, 2021 5:02:39 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Hher hand on his growing arousal, caused the ache to intensify, shooting through his entire body. His let out a breathy groan of both pleasure and need for more, against her lips, sucking her bottom lip between his for a moment to stifle any more sounds of pleasure. Though, her hand was not at all unwelcome. The fact that she felt emboldened to do so . . . was thrilling. She was telling him that he already had her . . . to take him and Anthony ached for it. For all of her. To explore every inch and leave no part unexplored, untouched. To praise and worship her body in all the ways she deserved. All the ways that she should be.
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He offered no words in return but instead, his hands fell to her waist, turning her body around to face him as he kissed her again with fervent need, his actions acknowledgement of her words. Confirmation of them. Where he wanted her completely. She was his . . . as he was hers. His lips moved from hers, kissing her chin, down the front of her neck, unable to resist just one of the many temptations her perfect figure offered. His lips made their way down her upper chest, tasting every part of her that he could . . . until his mouth took the place of his hand. He took her breast into his mouth, moaning at the sensation of how she filled him so perfectly. His teeth teasing and gently nipping her tip while his tongue swirled around it to soothe the area.
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He did not even care that he need slightly tilt her back to grant him access, his hands supporting her from behind. Nor that he need hunch down a little considering the height different. Only that his mouth engulfed her, suckling her with a hunger that he did not even knew existed and yet . . . felt unfed for far too long. His hands on her back trailed to her behind, cupping her as he started to bunch the fabric in his fists in attempt to raise the lower half of her gown. No. This dress simply would not do. For just as he removed the barrier that now allowed him to take her breast into his mouth . . . he wished to do the same for the bottom half of her, and properly feel the dripping evidence of her need for him. And to touch her, to feel more of her body that seemed to be so perfectly suited for his own.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 29, 2021 3:56:37 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Feeling her move against his hand where he touched her was a glorious sensation. To feel her truly move into his touch. And as if this small motion had not spurred him on . . . she shifted closer until their lips touched. The moment would have caused Anthony to pause -- though quickly recover -- had he not instantly gotten lost in her touch. The longing now starting to be sated . . . but not nearly to fulfilment. He slowly moved his lips against hers, somehow managing to keep in his mind that this could very well be her first kiss. And he wanted the sentiment of it to be there. His other movements paused, to fully focus his attentions on the embrace. When she pulled away to speak, it was too soon . . . but certainly not unwelcome. He had thought it would be a kiss that would cause him to become undone, but it was her words. Giving herself to him. Completely. Husbands expected such from their wives, but Anthony had not shared such a mindset. He wanted his wife to give in to desire, not obligation.
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So to hear Elizabeth speak such words, before they were even married . . . ignited every fiber of his being. He wondered if she would truly understand the magnitude of such words. He wondered . . . if he was capable of expressing the sentiment of them. Anthony's lips found hers again, this time allowing more passion to slip in. Gently coaxing her mouth open with his own, his tongue between her lips to drink her in, to explore her. His hand pulled a mere two laces loose, considering altering his initial plan from partly undressing her . . . to fully undressing her. But for now, he would start with partial . . . starting to -- as he feared -- lose any sense of restraint. And it was all her fault. Easing out of the kiss, he kept them close to her. His hand on her core, slowly pushed her back a little, pressing the back of her body against evidence of his own building desire.
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"Do you even know what you do to me?" Accusation in his voice, but wanting her to feel his longing, even if she may not fully understand it. She would in time. Letting out a heavy breath as his thickening arousal, he finally felt the top of her dress loosen, as he lowered it to her waist . . . to expose her upper body. "Do you know . . ." He began, as his hand not between her legs return to their previous position only this time . . . he was able to feel her skin. Cupping one of her twins, squeezing it and massaging it in the palm of his hand as his fingers engulfed her. "How much I must have you." His lips finding hers once more, no part of his body remaining idle. Now that he had kissed her once, he felt an urgent need to fill every moment with another kiss. Another touch. Any and every part of her . . . all of her.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 29, 2021 2:34:40 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony was thoroughly enjoying each sound that escaped her. Each movement of her body. Involuntary or not. It felt incredible to feel her embrace his touch . . . welcome it. And hearing Elizabeth Davenport struggle to string together coherent responses felt like an odd little arrogant victory for the Viscount . . . one that he would bask in and undoubtedly use in the future. When she rested the back of her head against him it opened her up so much more to him. The front of her neck, her collarbone . . . her face. Hearing that she did not want him to stop was increasingly the difficulty in restraint. In succumbing to temptation and just . . . having her in all the ways he wanted her. All the ways he needed her.
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His lips dragged along her skin from her shoulder to the top of her neck, gliding his tongue in parts along her soft skin and wanting to taste so much more of her. His hand on her stomach slid down a little more, between her legs and folding the fabric of her dress inward. He could not properly touch her through the garment but that did not mean he would leave the area . . . unattended. He gently pressed his thumb against her sensitive core, wanting her body to show signs of her building desire. Wanting her to feel moist for him. His lips moved up her cheek in kisses, inching closer to her mouth. The realization dawning on him that they had not yet even kissed. His mouth barley touched the corner of her mouth, as his lips hovered over hers. Less than an inch apart, hardly brushed against what he knew despite his lack of experience in kissing her . . . would be incredibly soft, and quench a thirst that he had been burning for.
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Yet, he did not close the distance. There was something far more sensual in the tease of a kiss. And besides, if Anthony did indeed kiss her . . . he feared that he would lose all sense and that waiting for their wedding night would be impossible. Yet, perhaps temptation would eventually give in to reason. His hand that had been cupping her breast reluctantly released it but not purposelessly, as it slid towards her back, and to the laces of her dress. "I need more of you," he heavily breathed against her lips, his finger on her center, pressing and toying with the area despite the damn fabric, while his other hand started to pull loose the first lace of her dress. Meant to loosen her gown. Hearing her having stated to him that she did not want him to stop . . . made him lack any reason that they could not go further . . . just a little bit further.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 29, 2021 1:01:39 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU She felt incredible. The warmth of her body against him . . . or at least what he could feel through the barrier of their clothing. Barriers that Anthony found himself longing to be rid of. This was truly the first time he felt he was able to thoroughly appreciate Elizabeth in all her beauty . . . and it wasn't enough. He supposed nothing short of their wedding night would be enough, and all the other days where they would indulge in such, physical intimacies. Though being engaged now afforded them certain liberties . . . but as Anthony decided, it was not nearly enough. Yet he continued to exercise enough restraint to not take things to that level. Despite the longing for more, he still enjoyed gently praising her body. Feeling her body. Touching her body. Tasting her body.
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The way she answered his question so simply was rather exhilarating . . . knowing that Elizabeth was not a woman of scarce words. So to know that he was having such an effect on her . . . was even more encouraging to continue. And when she did not recoil from his touch, where his hand slid closer to more intimate areas of her . . . he felt it safe to continue. She asked him if he desired her and brief smirk formed on Anthony's features despite her inability to see him. Brief only because of where his lips were otherwise occupied. "Yes," he breathed against her skin. "You are so, incredibly desirable." He had no issue telling her such things for he knew that if she had to ask . . . it meant he had not done a decent job of making her feel desirable. An error that he would promptly rectify. His kisses along her neck became more lingering, letting his lips drag to each area while his tongue briefly peeked out to taste her.
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Taking a slow breath to inhale her scent, wanting to consume himself of it so completely. His hand slid a bit lower so that it was fully over her breast as he cupped it, massaging it in the palm of his hand. Damn the clothes that she still donned for he wanted to fill his hand with her completely. He wanted to feel her warmth of her perfectly formed figure. "How does desire feel . . . " He continued, his free hand not on her breast, trailing down her stomach, pausing before he inched any lower. "Coursing through your body." His lips moving from the side of her neck to her shoulder, slightly shifting her sleeve so that it would not get in the way without completely lowering it.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 28, 2021 23:56:00 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU It was rather ironic that she spoke of earrings, with his lips having been so close to her ear. Though he would take any opportunity to touch her, so the thought of assisting her with such things was hardly one that he objected to. But such teases were laid to rest for the time being although . . . perhaps this took on another form of teasing all together. Being completely aware of her body, and how she would react to his kiss, he found himself . . . relieved when she did not move from his touch.
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When he felt no indication that such attentions were unwelcome. In fact, she said his name in such a way that left him longing to hear it again. Spoken in such a tone. Spoken in such a moment. He did not realize how lacking he felt until she had said it. And he wanted it to be forever upon her lips. As if her verbal utterance was not enough, she instinctively titled her neck to the side, granting him further access that he would not deny himself, or her. His lips placed light kisses along the side of her neck, enjoying her taste. Taking in her intoxicating scent that would undoubtedly drive him to madness should be not be able to experience it more.
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"Do you know of desire?" He said between each kiss, words spoken in the same deep whisper that his previous ones were. His hand on her shoulder started to slide down a little, his large hand moving over her exposed collarbone. "What it is to be desired?" He continued. His hand gliding over her skin, inwardly cursing the damned necklace he had assisted her with for it prevented him from being able to feel more of her. "What it is to, feel desire?" His hands slowly trailing down the low cut of her dress, fingers lightly brushing against a breast as if to test the waters a little . . . to see if she was comfortable with this.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 28, 2021 23:37:12 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony was not a particularly deep sleeper. But sharing a bed with his wife every night had been a rather . . . easy and swift transition. The desire for them to be in the same room indicative of the bond that they shared. For neither seemed to hold a desire to be in separate spaces. And Anthony found her presence to be rather . . . comforting. At the very least. So when he felt the bed shift a little by her light weight, he belatedly opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of her back as she stepped out of the room.
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He lay there for a moment, slow, drawn out blinks due to having just woken up from sleep. He turned to the side towards the bedside table, reaching for his precious pocket watch as he opened, holding it close to him so that he could read the time in the darkness. Bloody hell it was late. Deciding that he would not be able to drift back to sleep without her next to him, he proceeded to get up from the bed. Yes, her presence was indeed something that he had grown accustomed to although . . . it was not for purely selfish reasons that he would see to her. He also wished to see if she was well and that it was nothing concerning that kept her from sleep.
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Lighting a candle, Anthony made his way through the hallway. Knowing his wife, there were limited places she would go to at this hour. His first guess, was the library. And it was the closest predicted area to him right now. As he neared it, he need not search anywhere else for he saw the faint flicker of light emanating from it. Entering through the doorway, sure enough there was Elizabeth, curled up with a book. "Is all well, Elizabeth?" He inquired. "The hour is terribly late." He paused for a moment. "Or incredibly early." Depending on which way one looked at it and it was also his way of attempting to lighten her potentially burdened mind -- if that was indeed what caused sleep to elude her.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 28, 2021 22:09:32 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU It was rather pleasant to hear her laugh. While they had gotten along well, there was an added ease now -- at least for Anthony and he hoped to further bring that to their dynamic. Formality was a necessary thing when courting a woman but now that they were engaged, these formalities could start to slip. Not to lead to any impoliteness of course but rather, just bringing comfort and a relaxed nature to the relationship. So he smiled when she teased him in turn, the thought of him wearing a dress . . . both horrifying and admittedly amusing.
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"I shall have you know I am good for more than one thing," he told her with feigned offense. "For I can also assist with the wearing and removal of bracelets." Another tease and jest at his expense, but it was feeling rather comfortable to do so. Though, the mood was starting to shift. And she felt it to, if the way she said his name was any indicator. The close proximity of their bodies and the rather . . . intimate gesture. Anthony had closed the clasp, allowing his finger to trail over the delicate chain. But as the chain was a great deal thinner than his finger, he could feel the softness of her skin on either side of it as it brushed against her neck.
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He lowered his head a little, leaning forward as that growing temptation to not only touch, but taste her skin was starting to build. Somehow, he exercised restraint as he instead, slid his hand that grazed the chain to rest on her shoulder, while tilting his head a little to the side, his lips close to her ear. Very close. His voice was low and deep, easy to hear considering the placement of his lips. "Beautiful," he told her, not referring to the necklace. "Incredibly beautiful indeed," he practically breathed as he minimally gave in to some of the temptation and placed a light kiss on the side of her neck, right under her cheek.
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