masquerade.
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Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2024
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Jean Kirstein x fem!reader, regency a.u.

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your life had always been under some guise, had always been a performance of one show or another. what good can a run-away artist amount to? at the very least, your life was better played in your hands than anyone else's. 
but this stranger's hands were warm and calloused and dirtied with charcoal. your plans change because of him, and for once, you find yourself glad for that fact. 

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warnings : angst, hurt/comfort, some historical inaccuracies but we do it For The Plot, mentions of sickness, death of loved ones, class differences. warnings will also be put up chapter-wise.

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this fic is inspired by

* summer by ratboiradio , eldia by yagamisdiary , season two of bridgerton, pride and prejudice (2005) *

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