@withonlyvenus ╱ genuinely, and without meaning
to personally attack you, I do think it does whitewash charlotte. have you made sure that it's a poc friendly psd ?
( and don't worry, I can tell you didn't mean any harm ! )
@novuseternity ╱ oh, dear, I'm sorry. <3 just be careful to really recover, also from miss rona.
I've had it in july and started overexerting myself too soon again that I now have long covid. so really, don't take it too lightly. 🙈
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< a darker, almost ashen, hue of fermented milk was created.
“ See how the little changes allow entirely new variations ? ” , he continued, “ That's what 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 artistry is about. ”
And that was exactly what Benedict was failing at.
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Exasperated, a hand was soon brought up merely to rub his own face in defeated mannerism ; his gaze yet remaining glued on the canvas.
“ It is not just white, Anthony. It's —— ” , exhaling a sigh in internal frustration, his >
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Eyes narrowed as he caught another glimpse of Benedict's current work, —— most likely to try and find a reason to fully understand what he was talking about. Well . .
❛ What is there to look at? It is white and nothing more. ❜, he scoffed and lips formed a thin line.
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< fingers, he soon held it up for his brother to properly see. The light from outside creating a new form of semi - translucent white ; almost like a bride's veil. Rubbing the fabric between his fingers once more, silk above silk, >
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< yet a sincere and polite smile soon finding its way onto his lips, “ Yes, indeed. Here I thought it would be my brother who is so widely known. ” , he continued in faint joking mannerism, a genuine chuckle emitting his lips.
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Just as it wasn't out of the ordinary for the prince to tend to nightly escapades, it wasn't rare for the second eldest Bridgerton to find himself seeking refuge from the shallowness of the ton by attending a party here and >
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{ written starter for @visarteficis }
it wasn’t out of the ordinary to find the young prince at a party. he spent most of his nights sneaking out of the palace to attend the outrageous events that happened after dark.
tonight was no different, and he had just arrived ++
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< the academy, his attention was yet and suddenly torn away upon the sound of a somewhat familiar voice. His gaze soon falling on no other but the young royal.
“ Prince Sebastian ... ! ” , he began, truthfully surprised with >
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Did his ears deceive him or was this in fact no other but Lady Cowper talking ; blessing him with yet another artistic advice of hers ?
Gaze turning upon the ever so familiar presence nearby, curious features were quick to turn >
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oh dear. she knows the feeling all too well —— though all she can suggest is that he steps back from the canvas for a little while. distract his mind with something else.
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< joyful upon the sight of his most welcome acquaintance. Lips curling into an immediate yet boyish smile.
“ Miss Charlotte ... ” , he finally mused in audible surprise, an own heart skipping an involuntary beat. Talk about >
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