Characters I Have Developed an Unhealthy Attachment To
1. Dominick “Sonny” Carisi
my sweet repressed catholic boy i’m so sorry that you’ve been doomed by the narrative to be with a woman who doesn’t appreciate you. they used you and changed you to try and fix her
2. Rafael Barba
my sweet sarcastic bisexual lawyer you never got the chance to be loved and happy but i will manifest as hard as i can to make sure it happens for you
3. Ed Teach
goth queer murdering pirate captain with severe childhood trauma that’s all.
4. Sydney Adamu
my sweet chef princess you are smart, beautiful, and stronger than you should have to be
5. Edwina Sharma
overhated future princess who just wants to be loved and respected
6. Sherlock
autistic, intelligent, mean, and in need of companionship (also probably in love with john watson)
7. Rue Bennett
a lesbian, victim of her circumstances, and she’s trying her best
8. Eddie Munson
bi group dad, you deserved to be here for so much longer
9. Loki
god of mischief, purveyor of joy, lover of mobius
10. Steven Grant
my favorite autistic nerd obsessed with egyptian mythology
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I saw your friedrich and edwina creations and im hooked! do you have any hc for them??
Our Friedrich x Edwina tag
Thank you anon! I’m gonna focus on their first encounter.
CONTEXT
After s2, the ton avoids Edwina and there’s lots gossip about her (she’s not the angel she pretended to be, she’s why Anthony chose her cold sister instead etc).
Edwina is broken and no longer believes in love. She still longs for true love but thinks she’ll never experience it.
Friedrich wasn’t keen on meeting anyone, especially someone chosen by his aunt. But he caves when the queen promises to leave him alone after this.
Charlotte doesn’t tell him anything about Edwina’s past in case he gets the wrong idea.
THE ENCOUNTER
To escape the gossip, Edwina ventures in the fairy tales section of the library. Her Appa and Kate used to read them to her and Edwina was hoping the nostalgia would numb her pain and transport her to fantastical lands.
Friedrich sneaked out of the castle in civilian clothing for a moment of peace before the ball. Knowing books to be a worthy distraction, he slips into the library.
While browsing the shelves, he saw a petite woman struggling to reach a book. He handed it to her. It’s a copy of Grimms' Fairy Tales.
Fred stares at Edwina in awe. He's well acquainted with beauty, being part of the highest echelon of society yet he's never felt breathless like this.
Edwina was frazzled. The perfect debutante should regale herself with high-brow classics or books on matrimony, not a children's book. But Edwina wasn’t a debutante or perfect anymore, was she?
Snatching the book away, she tried to hide the cover. She couldn't bear a stranger mocking her fondness for fairy tales, a trait shared with her late Appa. A connection she clung to. She couldn’t let him tarnish that. “Thank you, sir. But I am not a lady in distress and your assistance was uncalled for. Good day” she snapped.
Friedrich gaped at her, giving Edwina the chance to appraise him. He was strikingly tall with golden locks framing a handsome face. A navy jacket hazardously thrown over his shoulders with a loose wrinkled shirt underneath. Edwina had no inkling of his rank but she should have heard rumours about him. Maybe he was a worker? Maybe he wasn’t from here? Maybe he didn’t know her?
As she turned to leave, the stranger stuttered in a German lilt “what is your favourite Grimm brothers’ tale?” Shocked, Edwina stared. So he was not from here, just like her.
Anger forgotten, Edwina's heart went out to him. It was not easy integrating the ton, an insulated community that did not look kindly upon foreigners. Edwina was spared some of its judgement thanks to Kate’s rigorous training and Mary’s lived experience. Did this man have similar connections and resources? Did he have family here? Did he miss home?
“Miss?” whispered Friedrich, uncertain. Edwina’s eyes softened. The man suddenly looked out of place in the shadows of towering bookshelves. Face haggard and eyes sunken. Had he been sleeping well? Edwina could not sleep a wink the first few weeks and would crawl into Kate’s bed at night.
Flustered by Edwina’s stare, Friedrich bashfully smoothed his hair and shirt.
“I apologise for my unseemly appearance, my lady. My travels have left me weary and I did not expect company.”
“No sir, the fault is all mine! You caught me unaware and-”
“there is nothing to apologise for.” Friedrich interjected “I should have announced myself."
“I certainty did no expect anyone from the ton to frequent the library so early, or ever really.” Edwina joked.
“That is a fair and just assessment.” Friedrich acquiesced, eyes dancing with mirth. “But I am not from here. I’m a mere boy valiantly escaping the clutches of an aggrieved aunt.”
“How so, sir?”
“Well, she is all out of sorts about tonight’s ball and my imminent introduction to a debutante. I am dreading it all, to be frank.”
“She only means well and hopes for your success in British genteel society. But she wishes for your happiness above all else.” Edwina concluded with finality.
“I shall relay your unwavering faith to her, my lady. She will be pleased to have a follower in you.”
“I am merely speaking from experience" revealed Edwina. "I was so distraught before my first ball and so was my family! Yet my sister sat me down and soothed my frazzled nerves. Her kindness knew no bounds despite everything. Because of everything.” Edwina mused, eyes faraway and sad.
“Your are a living testament of her then, I have never met a lady quite like yourself... It is decided, I will attend tonight’s festivities with a willing heart. A failed courtship will not dampen my spirits!” announced Friedrich, steering the conversation away from Edwina’s family.
“A failed courtship?!” Edwina exclaimed before slapping a hand over her mouth. How rude of her!
“Indeed, My Lady. Fortunately I was mere infatuation but her rejection weighs on me still."
Edwina wordlessly reached for his hand and intertwined their fingers, desperate to offer comfort. His tale was hauntingly familiar except she was in love. She had to leave her love at the altar. To her sister.
Composure crumbling, she choked back a sob when a thumb fluttered across her knuckles. I am here. Edwina steadied her breath and chanced a look at the stranger. They were leaning into each other and his face was so close. Azure eyes shimmering with worry and… affection?
She yanked herself back. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this encounter, sir?” she hastily stuttered.
Friedrich’s fingers flexed around thin air, mourning Edwina’s phantom touch. It had felt so right. Her touch cajoled his soul and left his senses in disarray. He yearned. Yearned to hold, touch and protect. To love.
“Sir?” a dulcet voice called.
“I-I came to find refuge. Before the ball. To escape reality. And I miss home.” spoke Fred in a stilted cadence.
“I see. Is there a particular book you’re looking for?”
“No, just… fiction will suffice.”
Edwina squashed her budding familiarity with this stranger. Love was not meant for her and he already had a lady in sight. This man was in need of friendship. He was trying to find his footing in a new country after fleeing heartbreak. Loosing sleep. Scouring the shelves at dawn for a taste of home. Edwina had judged him too hastily in fear of being hurt. She had to make amends.
“Are you familiar with the ton’s customs and moeurs, sir?” Edwina abruptly asked.
“It has been a while since my last lesson, My Lady. Why the sudden curiosity?” Friedrich asked quizzically.
“You must be nervous about tonight and being prepared always calmed with my nerves. I have a rudimentary knowledge of gentlemen’s etiquette but I can still be of assistance! I can be your dance partner? Or correct your posture? I know where the boutiques are too!” Edwina eagerly offered.
“That is very kind of you, My Lady. But I fear I do not follow.”
“There is no judgement here, sir. You must have noticed from my accent that I am a foreigner too. I know how it feels to reckon with the ton’s archaic traditions, the pressures of assimilation and the ton’s unforgiving scrutiny of foreigners. We are expected to be well-versed in everything that pertains to England to not risk social condemnation. The women more so then men. But It is primordial you make an impression at your first ball!”
“I… I see.” Friedrich’s mind was racing. She thought he was a foreigner who was about to attend his first ball! Pondering if he should correct her, Friedrich weighed his options.
He could reveal his rank, possibly humiliating the young lady. Or he could keep quiet and save her from mortification. Additionally, he enjoyed basking in her kindness and warmth. Not many were brazen enough to treat him like person. She was most likely married and he would reject his bridal prospect, never to see Edwina again. A white lie would not hurt, would it?
“I would very much appreciate your help. I am lacking in certain areas, mainly what the ton has to offer, My Lady.”
Delighted, Edwina forgot her book and she laid out a map of the ton to explain its key locations: boutiques, ballrooms, the palace etc. Friedrich was enthralled by her clear and often, humourous descriptions.
After two hours, their impromptu lesson came to a grinding halt as people started filtering into the library. Friedrich and Edwina became skittish, eager to avoid detection for different reasons.
“Sir I wish you and your aunt all the best tonight. If we cross paths, please act like we never met.”
“Why so, My Lady?”
“Associating with me could ruin your chances at happiness. It is not worth it.”
“Do you believe that?”
“It does not matter what I believe" Edwina bit back.
“From this encounter, you have done nothing to warrant that title. My opinion of you is dictated by your actions and words, not gossip.
If we do have the fortune of meeting tonight, I would be honoured to dance with you, My Lady.”
Edwina was at a loss. Here was a man committing a grave social faux-pas… for her? Surely not. He was simply a man of exemplary character, nothing more.
“I would be honoured, My Lord” whispered Edwina. “And my favourite Grimm’s fairy tale is Rapunzel.”
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Since Bridgerton S3 is coming in a few weeks it's a great time for venting my thoughts on the show
I think so far Shonda has made a great job on the show but there has been some faults: they could have changed that situation with Daphne and Simon (you know which one), they could have given Kanthony more attention and also could have made Edwina way less oblivious and a better sister (rewatching S2 has been a torture)
BUT I want to vent about the secondary plotlines, because WHEN will they (Shonda and the writers) understand that the show would be SOOOOO much better if they focused on the family with the occasional minor plotline involving other characters and NOT the other way around???????
Don't get me wrong, I love Lady Danbury, Queen Charlotte (she's grown on me after QC), Madame Delacroix, for instance. But the Mondrich's??? Why are they still around???
They were great on S1, for both the purpose of friends of the Duke and the lord featherington plotline. Keeping them for S2 i thought was a stretch. But for S3??? I simply don't see the point
The show would benefit so much from keeping the Bridgertons the main secondary plotlines. I do not care how but i would 100% prefer to see the family interactions
Think about it: it would give the ones we already know room to grow and evolve (Daphne and Anthony) and also give oportunity for get to know others (Francesca, Hyacinth and Gregory)
I was daydreaming about a few headcanons/possibilities
• Daphne being involved in Francesca's first season
• Anthony healing from the burden of being parentified so early and getting to be just a sibling
• Anthony and Kate as a role model/couple for the youngsters
• Eloise and Benedict (i just love every scene just the two of them)
• Daphne, Eloise and Francesca just being sisters together (ABC is already a solidified trio but DEF could be a good combination)
• Gregory and Hyacinth causing chaos
• ABC being big brothers to Gregory (specially Benedict and Colin could interact more with him)
• Daphne being the one to give Francesca and Eloise "the talk" so they are not as naive as she was
• both Kanthony and Daphne & Simon evolving in their marriages, facing challenges and showing more than just "happily ever after"
• Francesca and John being close to the family (and with that, the whole family can grieve him and not just Francesca)
• Kate and Simon being close with the others siblings (i get that Rege isn't coming back, but i would be nice tho)
If you read this far, i hope you have an amazing week, i wish you love and happiness and thanks for letting me vent <3
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I love the idea that young Charlotte and Edwina were very similar (kind, fiercely loyal, generous. trusting, fair, love deeply etc).
Charlotte is the way she is now out of necessity. Her courtship and marriage were fraught with opposition. Scathing verbal abuse is thrown at her for being a mere noblewoman. She couldn’t remain unaffected when her family was denigrated too. But she held her head high and acted unfazed. She allowed herself to be vulnerable only with her husband.
But as George’s health deteriorated, Charlotte had to shoulder more responsibilities alone and thus endured more abuse. She wanted to give up often but persisted out of love for him. She became less kind, less caring, less trusting. She juggled the grief of her husband’s illness and ruling a country. She couldn’t afford to be her true self. She couldn’t afford to break down from accusations that she caused her king’s demise. So she cast aside the young woman who felt too much and cared too deeply.
Over the years, she closed off her heart and found solace in her position. That she was queen. That she held the highest position. That she was an exemplary ruler. Even the ton couldn’t deny that. Charlotte found pride in her work. In how others worshiped her. Slowly her worth became warped in her rank, her power over others, her control over them.
When Whistledown put this authority in jeopardy, the queen is furious. Who is she to question the queen of England? What did Whistledown know? What did she do for her country? What did she loose for her country?
When Edwina disobeys her by speaking to the king, Charlotte is astonished. This young woman’s future was in her hands. Yet instead of placating her, Edwina reaches out to a panicked stranger. The ton grovels at her feet to gain her favour. So for this powerless child to defy her out of kindness? Kindness for a man mocked and belittled by others? She reminded Charlotte of what mattered.
Young Charlotte wouldn’t have stood idle either. Her heart was always too big for her own good. The queen sees Edwina for the first time. A broken child grappling with an impossible situation. So Charlotte give her the power to decide. She gives her control. She gives her the truth. That true love changes. It forgets. It forces you to remember who you once were. And how you will live with it again and again.
Edwina reminded Charlotte of who she was. Charlotte was the adult Edwina desperately needed (and young Charlotte needed but didn’t have).
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