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ithebookhoarder · 2 years

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Taking The Plunge (Benedict Bridgerton x F!Reader)

A/N: Ironically, I was working on this Drabble some time ago, but seeing the news about Bridgerton season three only made me feel the need to finish this. Like, don't get me wrong, I'm still excited for Penelope and Colin, but I WAS READY for Benedict. My love... So, until then, we'll just have to tide ourselves over with dreaming of the iconic pond scene from his book 😤

(Also if you think you spot a reference to a certain scene from Sanditon... no. No you don't 🤫 hehe)

Warning: References to nudity, Beginnings of smut

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You hadn’t meant to wander so far down the costal path. After all, you were supposed to be having tea with your parents and their guests in an hour or so. Yet, that hadn’t stopped you from carrying on further than planned as you felt the sunshine hit your face and soft ocean breeze fluttering up the cliffside.

That was your favourite part about your family’s country home - the beach located nearby -it always had been. Even as a small girl you’d often fled your lessons or particularly odious duties, choosing instead to collect shells or paddle in the crystal blue waves down in the cove. It had driven your parents to the point of insanity.

Was it really so much of a surprise, then, that you should choose to do the same now?

You’d been so busy with everything since the end of the season, and with the announcement of your engagement to Benedict only a month or so ago, that you’d barely had time to breathe, let alone have a day off. There was just so much to do and so much to organise now that your family and the Bridgerton brood were to be united as one.

Being a future bride, and Bridgerton one at that, was a large duty, but one you relished considering you loved his family almost as much as you loved the man you were set to marry.

The fact Benedict was an impressive catch in the eyes of the Ton was almost irrelevant to you. It didn’t matter so much as the fact that you’d loved him since you the day you’d met - since you were mere children together.

You couldn’t have imagined a life without him. Duty or not… but that didn’t mean you didn’t need a break sometimes, from the pomp and ceremony that your lives now entailed. Hence, your escape today.

In your defence, however, you’d only planned on being gone long enough to dip your toes in the sea and to take a breath without somebody interrogating you about floral arrangements, dress fittings, or finalising guest lists. That, and the walk back up the cliff, would provide as much of a break as you could afford right now.

Perhaps you and Benedict could find a day to spend together, just the two of you, on the beach, once you were married. It didn’t seem entirely beyond the realms of possibility. Perhaps you’d even incorporate it into the final days of your honeymoon somehow? Or maybe you’d be too busy exploring other shores and art galleries across the world to care…

A soft smile tugged at the corner of your mouth at the thought.

Your honeymoon… it felt surreal to think you’d be husband and wife in a mere matter of days. Had you not had the ring on your hand to prove it, you’d have thought you were dreaming.

Speaking of dreaming, you rather thought you must have been as you finally reached the edge of the path, stepping down onto the soft cream coloured sand. Otherwise, there was no explanation for the sight in front of you, just beyond the rocks that formed the edge of the beach.

Why else would there be a man on the beach when barely a soul knew it existed?

Why else would the man also be swimming about in the middle of the day when most people were busy with their lives?

And why would the man be … naked?

Your eyes widened as they noticed the discarded clothes littered on the shoreline next to you, the only evidence you were alas not dreaming. Each item was yet more proof this moment was horrifyingly real, torn off by their wearer and hurled aside with some haste.

Your eyes widened even more as you then tried to turn your head, as if to avoid once more catching a glimpse of the pale, toned, physique of the swimmer… especially once you’d realised who it belonged to.

Benedict?

Oh no.

What was he doing out here? Wasn’t he supposed to be up at the house with everyone else? You couldn’t even remember your mind was so scrambled as it tried not to focus on the very vivid image of him splashing about in the sea as bare as the day he was born.

The only mercy in this whole scenario was that he had been facing away from you - he hadn’t noticed you were there and you’d been saved the mortification of a more… thorough observation.

Your cheeks burned at the thought of it, both in shame and embarrassment. After all, you’d attended parties at Lord Granville’s home, and Benedict’s classes at the academy. Seeing a model posing, sans clothes, had never caused you to bat an eyelid before. Yet, this was your undoing? The terror of observing a naked man - your future husband at that - having shared nothing more than a passionate kiss between you?

No.

Nope.

That was it; you were running away and never mentioning this to anyone. Ever…

Or that had been the plan at least.

Of course, as you’d turned, that had to be the moment that fate decided to intervene and royally screw you over. Never before had you fallen or taken a mis-step down here, not even when you’d clambered across the slippery rock pools you’d loved to explore so much as a child.

But now? Now was the time you finally lost your footing? On a stupid rock of all things?

The cosmic irony made you want to laugh and cry all at once.

However, you were too busy plummeting face first into the sand, with an undignified yelp of surprise, to do either.

“Y/N?”

You froze.

Was it shock or stubbornness that kept you paralysed for that long minute. You couldn’t even bring yourself to look up at him, let alone answer. Perhaps part of you hoped that the waves would simply wash you away, out to sea, and swallow you whole.

“Y/N? Are you alright?”

“I… I’m fine,” you coughed, slowly sitting up and brushing the sand off of you as best you could. You could hear the water splashing as Benedict moved about behind you, most likely turning around to make his way back to shore. “Uh… I… I should go… I - I didn’t know you were here and I was simply on a walk but the cove is usually so peaceful this time of day that I couldn’t help it when I saw the path down here-”

Yep. You were rambling. Rambling, uncontrollably, with very little way to stop it.

You could hear Benedict laughing to himself, thoroughly enjoying your mortification. Knowing him as intimately as you did, you knew he’d more than likely let you carry on rambling until you finally ran out of things to say to mask your embarrassment at being caught in so compromising a moment. Perhaps that was why you were so startled when he finally decided to grant you mercy and cut you off.

“Your excuses are adorable, though weak, y/n. We both know you couldn’t help it that you were simply enraptured by the sight of me,” he chuckled. “Oh, yes. I must say it is rather unfair of you to ambush me like this.”

“What?”

You choked.

Was he being serious? Was he actually implying that you had orchestrated this on purpose?

You turned in a flurry of skirts, marching over whilst failing to comprehend his mocking tone. You didn’t even seem to notice that he was technically still in the water, lower half still submerged (thankfully). “I can assure you I did not ambush you, Lord Bridgerton. Rather, I am the wounded party here. Besides, this is my beach, so if anything you’re ambushing me.”

“You wound me.”

“I think, rather, I’m the wounded parted considering I just fell over.”

“Am I so hideous then? The sight of your fiancé wounds you so much you turn and ran?”

“No, I - I meant - you - “

“Here you are, the only one fully clothed, and yet you seem the most embarrassed of us both, darling.”

It was official.

You were going to drown Benedict in the ocean, just so you could wipe that smug little smirk off of his face. Fiancé or not, murder suddenly seemed rather appealing. You could march right in to the water and drown him, and given the remote nature of this location, you doubted anyone would ever be any the wiser.

“You can be a right prig, you know, Benedict. I’m not embarrassed.”

“Then why can’t you look at me for a more than minute without looking away?”

“I… I…”

He had you there, and what was worse, was that you both knew it. His

“If you’re done staring, I recommend you turn around,” he chuckled, motioning with his hand.

It was as if you were but a puppet on string as you obeyed without a word. You did as he suggested - for both your sakes. Else, you feared you would only embarrass yourself further, which given the last few minutes, would be quite the feat.

"You're doing this just to torture me," you grumbled.

"You may feel free to face me at any time," he said, his voice laced with quiet amusement. "I assure you that I asked you to turn your back for the sake of your sensibilities, not mine.”

Some not so lady like terms escaped your lips as you listened to him go about his business. It was impossible to prevent yourself from listening to and trying to identify every sound that rustled and splashed behind you.

Now he was emerging from the water, now he was reaching for his breeches, now he was...

It was no use. You had a dreadfully wicked imagination, and there was no getting around it. Every second he forced you to stand here only made the torture worse - and you knew that was by design.

“I’m decent.”

“That’s debatable,” you scoffed, relief evident as you finally turned around again.

Thankfully, he had his trousers back in place, even if the cuffs were rolled so as to allow him to remain standing in the water. He also had his shirt on, but that was it, meaning that the fabric was almost transparent as it clung to his damp body.

You felt your tongue turn to lead.

“Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Did you hear what I said?”

You realised he’d been speaking as you’d turned back to face him, however, his apparel had somehow distracted your brain as well as paralysed your tongue - a fact he was clearly aware of, given the fact his smirk continued to grow.

“I uh… you… no.”

“Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” he teased, slowly stepping closer towards you. His gaze had all but pinned you in place as he approached, unable to do anything other than stare like some star struck maiden. “You do look rather flushed.”

“What?”

“And you feel feverish, too,” he continued, smirking as he placed his hands against your cheeks in some odd pantomime. “We can’t have that. You do know, I think the best cure for cooling you off is a little dip in the sea-”

“No, Ben-”

“Don’t you agree?”

Any protests were suddenly silenced as your world tipped upside down, Benedict hauling you over his shoulder like a sack of flour. You barely had time to register what had happened, let alone protest as he suddenly began to hurry back into the water with you in tow.

“Benedict! I swear! Put me down!”

Your laughter was contagious, especially as Benedict realised your error. You knew it too, the moment the words had left your lips.

“No. Wait-”

“Too late. Your wish is my command,” Benedict chuckled, suddenly releasing his hold on you.

With that, you dropped rather gracelessly into the warm blue waters below.

You barely yelped, too busy with trying not to swallow the sea water that suddenly consumed you, soaking you to the bone. Thankfully, you were a strong swimmer, having been raised at the beach most of your life, but that didn’t mean you weren’t a little stunned - mostly by your fiancé’s audacity.

He was still laughing as you broke through the surface, even if he did swim to your side, holding you so that you remained afloat. Well, that was what he claimed was his purpose, even if you knew better, given the flirtatious twinkle in his eye and the way that your bodies were pressed against one another so tightly.

Still, who were you to complain when you were in the arms of the man you loved?

At least married life was certainly never going to be dull with Benedict Bridgerton by your side.

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mrsbenedictbridgerton · 2 years

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I just adore this man!

📸: lee_malone_photography (Instagram)

#luke thompson #benendict bridgerton #handsome man being handsome

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homoo-wan-kenobi · 2 years

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I am upset :( I love Benedict & sophie

But I also love Penelope. It’s a conflicting sort of sadness lol

aww, I'm sorry you're upset! but at least you're not one of those people thinking of skipping this season, I think!

I haven't read the books so I don't particularly have an opinion on the order, but I don't fully understand their choice to skip benedict and sophie for colin and penelope. but I'm very curious to see how it goes and hopefully we get benedict's story sooner rather than later!

#jacquelyn's ask box #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #benendict bridgerton #sophie beckett #bridgerton netflix #bridgerton

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ivygrovvs · 2 months

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♕ ⸻ luke newton. male. he/him. ― is that COLIN BRIDGERTON i saw during this years first ball of the season? the TWENTY TWO year old is avoiding finding a suiter this social season. They are known to be KINDHEARTED, but also DOESN'T TAKE LIFE SERIOUSLY, but focus on the positives when finding their chosen one

—intro ;

full name → colin james bridgerton current age → 22 faceclaim → luke newton based off of → the bridgerton television/bridgerton book series hobbies→ traveling unmarried→

— he is described to be ;

+, kindheart, charmer, loyal -, dances through life, doesn't like responsibilies, immature

— relationships ;

edmund bridgerton → father (deceased) violet bridgerton → mother anthony, benendict, gregory → brothers daphne, eloise, francesca, hyacinth → sisters penelope featherington → best friend

— biography ;

colin bridgerton, third son, and third eldest of viscount edmund bridgerton and viscountess viloet bridgerton. he is known as the wayward son, the one with his head in a far off place. he loved travling, exploring, and having a good time. he enjoys flirting, jokes, and making everyone around him feel good.

colin was in a rare postion after his father died. his brother anthony, the eldest, assumed role as viscount and became head of the family, benedict was just old enough to start university, colin saw it as his duty to bring back laughter to his home, and it worked. he began more and more known as the devil may care brother, the good time one.

colin had always longed for travel. his father had shown his stories of famous explorers, tales on the content, and even mythogies. he wanted to travel and have fun, for himself, but also because his father had also wanted to travel, but became viscount himself rather young, and did not have the chance.

colin looks up to his older brothers more than he likes to admit to, is very close with his sister eloise and francesca, and is closest in age to daphne of all his siblings. he is protective, but not like his brother anthony, who as head of the family, needs to be front and center. colin is more on the sidelines, watching and making sure they are ok, but letting them make their own mistakes.

However now that colin is older, he wishes to be taken more seriously, however he is finding hard to shed his imagine in the family. sometimes he's not angry or sad about it, but there's a longing to be taken more as an adult, and not as a immature child.

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kathanisharmaa · 2 years

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he has this look of the love of my life, you know?

#bridgerton #bridgerton netflix #benendict bridgerton

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sophiebernadotte · 2 years

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As someone who has lived through what The 100 put us through & been witness to how fans (including myself) of, for example, Skam & Anne with an E, stressed themselves out before a season aired... I say this with all my love but fellow Bridgerton fans, allow me to present some memes that I feel might be useful these next two weeks

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misshyacinthbridgerton · 2 years

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BENEDICT AND THE TEA

#please 💀💀💀#bridgerton spoilers #benendict bridgerton #my thoughts

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ithebookhoarder · 2 years

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hello! if requests are open, could you write something about Benedict Bridgerton with a lover who is a poet/writer, in the same way as he is an artist? this is vague, but I trust you with the details! thank you! ❤

Benedict with a Poet/Writer for a S/O:

A/N: Thank you, I’m honestly so flattered. Hopefully I did this justice as this is my new favourite idea. I’m obsessed 💕 I just love this adorable artistic bisexual idiot.

Masterlist:

Benedict is very used to the artistic temperament given the circles he runs in both at Lord Granville’s parties and at the academy. He knows all too well the sudden urge to put instrument to paper, to capture whatever stroke of genius has suddenly popped into your head.

It’s why he always carries a spare pencil in his pocket at all times, and a notebook, for both of you to capture thoughts when out and about. It has amused Eloise on many occasions when you have suddenly reached into his coat pocket at some formal gathering, only to pluck out the book to jot down something or other - regardless of present company.

Speaking of company, Benedict would be more than happy to expand your joint circle of friends to include artists of all types. He loves being introduced to your fellow literary enthusiasts, and is all too keen to engage them in debates about the latest and greatest works of the English language.

Less keen on your endeavours are your poor household staff, who are all-too used to removing ink and paint from your clothes at this point.

Between you and Benedict you get through far too many shirts, skirts, and gloves - which is why you both much prefer to stick to simple garb at home, and even sans clothing if alone in your bedroom.

“It’s simply common sense,” he teases, reaching for the ties on the back of your dress.

You may or may not have also shown up to dinner once or twice with ink smudged on your cheek after leaning your head on your hand (Benedict swears he’s never seen anything half as adorable).

Expect him to indulge you in every way, whether it be buying you all the books your heart desires, or carving out a large portion of your household budget for ink, pencils, and paper.

Just as he is often shy to let others see whatever he is working on, he respects you may not be that comfortable letting him see whatever project you are working on.

He understands if you refuse, but he’ll still ask, or even try and sneak a peak when he thinks you aren't looking.

He never judges or mocks you and your ideas. If anything he thinks you’re better than Lord Byron, John Keats, and Shakespeare all rolled in to one - something he proudly declares at every opportunity, much to your embarrassment.

He is also the first to suggest publishing your work (which you are quick to point out is ironic, considering he hates whenever you try to get him to display his work in collections or exhibitions).

Benedict is also always willing to provide an ear for you, and has often enjoyed listening to you reading aloud as he sketches or paints at his easel. (He has also come up with a few lines of merit himself - which earned him a desperate kiss of gratitude after days of writer’s block.)

He loves watching when you when you’re writing, often curled up by the window with a steaming cup of tea nearby - the way your nose scrunches when you re-read a line, the way you mutter softly to yourself, the way you bite on the end of the pen before furiously crossing sections out - he loves it all.

He has pages of sketches dedicated to capturing you and your creative process.

Has often carried you to bed after finding you asleep, hunched over your work at your desk.

He’s also pretty good at knowing when you need to take a break.

"Darling, perhaps we should go for a walk." Benedict smiles as speaks, and you know it’s more of an order than a request. He has a habit of doing that when it comes to your welfare and taking care of you. Still, you’re grateful for the excuse to put down your pen for a minute and look at anything other than pages of ink scribbles before you - they didn't even look like words anymore, you're so tired.

You nod, holding your hand out to him in invitation - one he was only too eager to accept.

You don't know how Benedict had got so good at massaging, but you instantly melt into his touch every time he begins to rub and knead your aching fingers and joints.

"I know. I know,” you sigh. “I should've stopped earlier but-"

"-you had to finish or you would lose the words forever. I know," he teases.

He kisses your hand, a gesture you’re very familiar with at this point as you turn your palm to rest it against his cheek.

"Thank you, my love," you hum as he leans into your touch.

The kiss he presses to your hand says it all. "Anytime."

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ithebookhoarder · 2 years

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I saw that your requests are open! I hope you're having a great day! Also...I was wondering if I could get some headcanons for the Bridgerton siblings with an S/O who has chronic pain? Like they have really good days and really bad days where their pain is bad? I know that wasn't super talked about back then but i think the concept would be interesting! Thank you!

A/N: You're welcome - thanks for sending it in. I'm good, and I hope you are too. It's so cute of you to ask. It really does mean a lot. I hope it's ok but I have done the first 6 siblings, as I have yet to read Hyacinth and Gregory's books, and they're still kids in the show - but I can add them when I know more, if you want. I also have been fortunate enough in life not to suffer from chronic pain, so if I've got anything wrong from my research, please let me know!

Masterlist:

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Anthony

He is a protective baby - as we know, and as his s/o you better believe he will be especially devoted to keeping you safe and happy to the best of his abilities.

He would have no qualms talking to whatever physicians you needed, and would have meticulous notes of things to remember. If there is a poultice, tincture, or lotion to be found that can bring you relief then he will spare no expense.

Will happily wait on you hand and foot on good days, but especially the bad ones. For example, he isn’t above carrying you to wherever you wish to reside in the house, if the pain is too great, and will all but swaddle you in blankets and pillows once you are there. As long as you get to leave your room and have a change of scene then he will do whatever you require - even taking time away from running the estate to sit with you.

He's also the first to insist you needn't attend any event or meeting you do not wish to, even as Viscountess.

Anthony would be keen to offer physical aid too like massages, or wiping a cool cloth along your brow, if it eases the pain. You know he feels better doing something himself, personally ensuring he has helped somehow. It puts his mind at rest as well as yours to know he has done all that he can.

He also insists on hot baths regularly, so that you can relax and spend times in his arms (sans clothes, which is a perk to him)

He even learns how to operate the stove so that he may bring you hot bottles for your bed, and warm milk too (which is a miracle if you’re being honest)

He knows better than most what it is like to have emotional highs and lows, and does his best to keep his own feelings in check, particularly when you have a bad day and lash out. He may not always have the answer but he will try - and that’s all that matters in the end.

Benedict

He hates seeing you in pain, first and foremost. However, he doesn’t hate having a reason to dote on you. If anything, he probably takes his role a little too seriously and can turn in to a right mother hen - much to his mother’s amusement (see his behaviour with Sophie in the book if you need proof).

You’ve had to enlist her help more than once, in calling off Benedict after he refuses to let you out of your bed, stating you need rest. However, he soon learns that it’s better to keep you active, if possible, and distracted. So, he compromises by keeping you entertained downstairs with a variety of activities.

He loves watching you paint and sketch, and will happily pose for you, or complete work of his own beside you. You can spend hours like that, sipping tea and making odd remarks about one another’s efforts. If the weather is nice, and you’re feeling up to it, he’ll take you to work outside too - much to your staff’s relief, given how much paint, clay, and charcoal gets everywhere.

Benedict is also happier away from the Ton, so has no issue spending days with you at home - he has a particular fondness for lying with you in the sunshine, reading poems, sipping spirits, and whispering words in your ear.

The only time he welcomes company is from your families - in particular, he will often invite Eloise to come visit, knowing how much you enjoy having her company. Together they occupy you with debates about books and poetry, and other topics that seem to be of sudden importance to them both.

He also loves taking you to galleries and museums on your good days, and will happily spend hours sat on a bench, staring and debating at picture after picture. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t do his best to take your mind off of things when you are home too… and upstairs. After all, a good time in bed was meant to make one feel remarkably good - a theory he is keen to test.

Colin

If you do not feel able to go to your favourite places, he’ll do his best to bring them to you. It’s why he has the garden kept well maintained at all times, and sends for flora from across the globe to be planted for your pleasure (with Phillip’s help).

That way, you can enjoy them from any window in the house, or out in the fresh air.

He’ll happily stroll around with you, pointing each plant out and telling you about them and his travels.

He’s also keen to make sure you keep active, as you have less bad days when you do.

You also seem happiest when you’re able to make it away from your house, so plans as many excursions as you feel up to - whether it be a short ride on horse back, or taking a swim at the beach.

Like Anthony, he would be happy to get you any medicinal aid he can, and isn’t above sourcing less than conventional options from abroad. However, he is much more careful about giving them to you then he was with Benedict…

He also makes you laugh. He knows it better than most cures, laughter, and even on your darkest days will refuse to let you wallow for too long without smiling. His stubbornness will often succeed, as you can’t help but give in - even if it is just so he’ll leave you in peace.

I feel like he’d also get a pet of some kind for you, and would offer to do the more arduous tasks, depending on what it is. He just loves how you light up when you see them, and the joy they bring to your life in general.

Daphne

Would be such a mother hen, but in the best way. For instance, if you have medicine to take, she will know exactly what it is and when. You can imagine she has a neatly organised list somewhere and god help you if you try to make her deviate.

If you need something, be it a scarf, a walking stick, or a cushion, you better know she has one always on hand… and spares elsewhere too.

Despite having servants, she’d also enjoy being able to make you something like soup, or a herbal brew, depending on recipes given to her by her own mother or Lady Danbury. The act makes her feel good, and you can’t help but feel loved when she brings whatever it is to you.

She also insists tea is a cure for all ills and keeps you plied with a constant supply - with biscuits too

She’s also keen to make sure you spend time playing with any children you have, knowing it makes you all so happy and is a perfect distraction. Plus, it gives you a reason to move about and be sociable even when you may not feel like it.

However, she knows when you start to feel tired or too much pain, and will make sure to send the children to play elsewhere for a little while. This would also apply to any social events you decided to attend, if you were having a good day. The first sign you wished to leave, and she would be summoning a carriage in record time.

She’d also see you to bed and hold you close, brushing a hand through your hair like her mum used to do with her

Eloise

Eloise would do her best to keep your mind occupied and will read to you for as long as you like.

She will always find new books for you to try either together or by yourself. She’d also encourage you to create stories of your own, whether written or just said aloud to her and your children. Even if you could not always go to places in person, you could travel anywhere with a little imagination, as Eloise would remind you on the bad days.

She’d also rope your children (if you have any) into performing theatricals for you to keep you entertained. You enjoy assisting when you feel able to, and will perform alongside them, or simply assist with making costumes or sets. Colin and Penelope would greatly encourage it when they came to visit, with both offering their authorial talents.

Just as she won the twins over with stubborn persistence, she would be just the same when it comes to you. She will offer you kind words and affection, but she is also stubborn enough to ignore you if you try to protest or refuse to try to get out of bed. She’s had Bridgerton’s for siblings - she knows how to get what she wants and how to handle all kinds of moods.

Besides, the world is wide, and so much awaits you. There is always something new to learn or try, every single day, as long as you’re open to the prospect.

Speaking of learning, you can bet she will track down as many medical texts as possible about your condition, and will do her best to research as much as possible about how it is caused, and how best to treat it. She doesn’t care how many eyebrows she raises when she starts badgering lecturers from medical schools. As long as she gets answers, that’s all that matters. Basically, she is the kind of person who seeks to make up for what she may lack in understanding, with effort and enthusiasm.

Francesca

Francesca is a caring but practical person, like most of her siblings. She knows how to best help aid you with your pain management, and makes it her life’s mission to take care of you and ensure you are as happy as can be.

Her favourite thing to do would be to play instruments to keep you entertained, knowing you can hear it throughout the house on your bad days when you can’t make it out of your room.

However, your favourite performances involve you sat front row in the parlour. Those happen on good days, as does your own playing.

Francesca would be the first to encourage you to play and practice when you can / feel like it - or she’ll teach you how to, if you don’t know how to already.

It’s good to keep your mind busy and to grant you some activity without too much strain. So, she’ll also buy different pieces and duets for you to learn too, so that you can then show them off to her family when they next visit. It also gives her an excuse to nestle in close beside you on the piano stool.

She’d be encouraging and good at offering kind words when you need them - and when you don’t. You realise it’s something she learned from her mother, after witnessing it yourself during one of the Bridgerton brood’s visits. After all, Francesca knows how good it is to have family around when one feels down, and she would be keen to seek their advice.

She also knows how good they are at having fun and are more than guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.

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