#bridgerton headcanon

[pinchofhoney]

perfectly flawed

benedict bridgerton x princess!reader

word count: 2.7k

warning: hurt without comfort, it might be suggestive but there's nothing inappropriate about it (friends with benefits but without any details)

summary: Finding love as a princess comes with its challenges, but becoming a mistress was never part of the plan.

a/n: two things; one, over these few months i forgot what it's like to write something that isn't an academic paper. two, in the process of writing it i forgot that i was supposed to write it based on a song. i suppose i'm already a different person than i was just the week ago when i asked you for your opinion, but regardless, feel welcome to read this,, thing<33

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Lady Whistledown’s Society Papers

London, 18th April 1814

Dearest Readers,

The Season has barely begun, yet the glittering ballrooms of London are already abuzz with whispers and speculation. The cause of this fervour? None other than the captivating niece of Her Majesty. The fairy-like young lady, whose arrival in London coincided with the Season’s beginning, has ignited a flurry of theories.

Is she a princess, a countess, or perhaps a secret agent on a mission? The whispers echo through the salons, each speculation more imaginative than the last. Her regal bearing and the way she holds her fan hint at noble lineage, but her eyes hold secrets that defy easy classification. Could she be a pawn in a political game, or does her purpose lie closer to matters of the heart? Suitors line up, eager to claim her hand, but our debutante remains an unknown figure, casting doubt upon the intentions behind her smile.

Gentlemen of distinction have flocked to her side, vying for her attention. Lord Pembroke, the dashing heir to a vast estate, has been seen trailing her like a devoted puppy. The Duke of Ashford, brooding and aloof, has deigned to engage her in conversation. And then there is Captain Sinclair, whose sea-green eyes promise both danger and adventure.

At Lady Featherington's soirée, our young lady engaged in spirited conversation with none other than Miss Eloise Bridgerton. Their conversation delved into matters of politics—a most unconventional choice. Is our French princess a revolutionary sympathizer, or does she simply relish the thrill of intellectual sparring?

Rest assured, dear readers, that Lady Whistledown shall be your faithful guide through the twists and turns of this unfolding narrative. Prepare your fans and polish your silver spoons, for the London Season has just begun, and in the shadow of the Queen's niece, our world is poised to be turned upside down. Society must brace itself for a whirlwind of speculation, as we stand on the brink of a most intriguing chapter.

Yours Truly,

Lady Whistledown

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At the very core of the French Empire, you were raised as the epitome of grace and subtlety. With royal blood coursing through your veins, you were groomed to be the perfect lady, the jewel of the imperial court. Every step you took, every word you said, was a careful composition, painting the portrait of an eminent lineage.

From a young age, you were taught the art of etiquette, your days filled with lessons on poise, embroidery, and the subtle language of the fan. Your attire, always impeccable, was the evidence of your status and breeding. The world perceived you as the embodiment of perfection, a delicate blossom requiring protection from the harsh realities beyond the palace walls.

Yet, behind the facade of the devoted princess, a secreted truth blossomed. Beneath the tangled layers of silk and lace, your spirit, unyielding and untamed, stood in defiance of the expectations of courtly life. The allure of royal grandeur held little sway over you, and the burden of societal obligations felt like a daily donning of a suffocating corset.

The shimmering balls and elaborate rituals became stifling, making your heart to ache for those fleeting moments of genuine connection, uncontrolled laughter, and a subtle taste of the forbidden. Although French suitors eagerly fought for your attention and the allure of your family's wealth, your soul yearned for a partner who would daringly challenge the scripted norms, infusing romance with a breath of spontaneous authenticity.

And thus, to address your reluctance to accept the prearranged path, your mother came up with a plan. Sending you to the splendour of London under the watchful eye of the Queen, your beloved aunt, she hoped this change of scenery would guide you towards a dutiful marriage, in line with the expectations befitting your royal lineage. What slipped out of her seemingly perfect idea, however, was the playful nature of fate, particularly when guided by those who avoid predictability. So, your journey to the bustling heart of British metropolis grew with an outcome greatly different from your mother's expectations.

Your aunt, holding the most esteemed position in the United Kingdom, was admired for her wisdom and understanding. But the hours of lessons imparted to you from an early age, combined with your ability to conceal your rebellious nature from the public eye, had transformed you into a pretty great actress. And your performance, crafted over the years, was so convincing that even someone as sharp as the Queen herself failed to see through the carefully constructed act.

But perhaps, this time, you've got too close to the edge, because in the blink of an eye, you found yourself entangled in a situation that, if exposed, would not only scandalize all of England but also cast a shadow over France, where your family hopefully awaited news of your impending marriage.

And how did it all start?

The beginning of your tale remains in the memories of that fateful debutante ball, where a single innocent look changed the course of your luck. It was a brief moment, a shared exchange of glimpse between you and Benedict Bridgerton, that seemed to stretch time itself. In the glimmer of that ballroom, his bright eyes locked onto yours from across the room, and the world around you seemed to slow, as if giving space for something beyond a mere glance.

You had no idea what captivated you about the man who didn't really stand out among the other attendees, but most likely it was this quiet strength of his gaze. The gaze without the typical fascination you'd grown used to as a princess of the French Empire or the usual envy that flickered in the eyes of those desperate to secure a partner who determined their life's worth. Benedict's gaze was just different. It held no trace of the thought that you were merely a silly princess with a title. It carried the feeling that you were a masterpiece, a creation worthy of admiration. And it stirred a yearning within you, an insatiable thirst for freedom and authenticity that your heart had craved for so long.

A brief exchange of words with Benedict at the ball opened your eyes, making you believe that not every man who sought your company was doing so only for your family's wealth. As you danced together, his touch ignited a spark, a fleeting moment of intimacy that lingered long after the music faded into the night, and each stolen glance exchanged across the crowded ballroom carried the weight of unspoken desires. It felt as though the connection that binds soulmates was about to disappear when your paths crossed, signalling that you had, finally, found one another.

And so, it began. A secret affair that grew under the cloak of darkness, far from the prying eyes of nosy socialites waiting to catch a glimpse of scandal. In the hidden corners of London, where shadows whispered secrets and the night sky painted a canvas of stars, you found comfort in the arms of Benedict, a man not necessarily burdened by the weight of societal expectations, yet bound by his own hesitation to commit to anything beyond the present moment.

As the inappropriate meetings became routine, you assumed the role of a mistress, a position you never imagined yourself in, and the only rule you committed to follow during your secret dates was the lack of romantic feelings. Yet, despite your best efforts to maintain a facade of emotional distance, your heart had a way of defying logic. With each stolen moment spent in Benedict's company, you found yourself drawn deeper into the labyrinth of emotions, a labyrinth fraught with longing and desire. What started as a simple agreement, devoid of romantic sentiments, soon evolved into something far more sincere.

And it genuinely scared you.

You walked nervously around the place of your every rendezvous with Benedict, your fingers nervously picking the cuticles near your nail—a gesture unsuitable for the lady you were expected to be. But in the fuss of events that have happened in London so far, such a thing seemed a minor violation. Not only did the task of slipping unnoticed from the royal palace grew increasingly difficult, but the relentless fluttering in your heart at the mere thought of Bridgerton haunted your sleepless nights.

Throughout your life, you had yearned for a love different from the one you had observed in French society. And now, when the opportunity to live your fairy tale presented itself, reality proved to be just an unrequited feeling. While you were happy to see Benedict and yearned for his presence, it seemed he may only crave your body, not the depths of your soul.

You wanted today's meeting to be the last one, a meeting where nothing would happen. Or so you convinced yourself. The purpose was clear: to say goodbye to Benedict and to draw the curtain on a relationship built on fleeting glances and secret meetings. And even though probably the best choice would have been to just stop showing up on these encounters and withdrawing from public spaces where you might cross paths, you didn't want to just pretend that nothing had ever happened between you two. The social season was still around you, and avoiding the consequences of your actions would only complicate everything. Maybe not for Benedict, but for you, for sure.

And then, the silence broken every second by your anxious heartbeat was completely shattered by the sound of footsteps. Turning, you were met with the sight of Benedict Bridgerton approaching with firm strides, and his presence seemed to overshadow your plans to say goodbye when, for a moment, the world seemed to pause as you lost yourself in the intensity of his gaze.

Without a word, he wrapped his arms around your waist, and his touch sent pleasant shivers down your spine. The warmth of his embrace, coupled with the subtle brush of his breath against your skin, stirred conflicting emotions within you. Your heart quickened its pace, betraying the reason you came for this final meeting.

“I've been thinking about you all day,” Benedict whispered, and his breath caressed your delicate skin. But as much as the desire for intimacy flickered within, you held steadfast to the resolution you had set for this meeting.

With a gentle pull, you extricated yourself from his embrace, creating a safe distance between the two of you. The tingling sensation stayed on your skin, as a remaining echo of his touch that resonated through every fibre of your being. “We need to talk,” you said, your voice steadier than your racing heart. Benedict's eyes, once filled with a yearning, now searched yours for an answer to an as yet unspoken question.

“Talk?” he asked, his voice laced with a hint of playful intrigue as he arched one of his eyebrows with his signature smile dancing upon his lips. “About what?” he pressed, and with an air of casual confidence, he crossed his arms over his chest as he ambled a few steps to the side. “You're not going to tell me you've fallen in love, are you, princess?”

A nervous laugh bubbled up from within, escaping between your lips before you could hold it back. In an attempt to mirror Benedict's movements, you crossed your arms over your chest, your head shaking with feigned amusement. “Fall in love?” you repeated his words, adopting a tone of playful dismissal. “Don't be ridiculous, of course not,” you declared, adding a scoff at the end, as if to fortify the illusion of light-hearted banter. Hoping to shield your true feelings, now concealed beneath a facade of amusement, you met Benedict's gaze with a look of mock disbelief.

“We should end this relationship,” the words spilled from your lips, hoping your voice wouldn't betray how fast your heart was beating at that moment. “I did not come to London to become just another woman in the arms of the Viscount's son. If my mother were to find out, she'd blame herself for raising me poorly, and that's not the truth,” you began to rationalize, your words flowing as an attempt to justify the decision you had set before both of you. “I have obligations to fulfil, a path to follow, and I won't achieve that by sleeping with you.”

Benedict watched you in silence, not knowing if you were serious. His gaze bore into you, seeking answers within the depths of your eyes.

“Now you're the one being ridiculous,” he retorted, his tone carrying a gentle scolding. Leaning against a nearby counter, he looked at you with a combination of disbelief. “Since when have you cared so deeply about living up to your mother's expectations?”

“I've come to understand that my mother wants what she believes is best for me. As a princess of the French Empire, there are certain expectations I must meet, whether I appreciate them or not,” you said, closing the physical distance between yourself and Benedict. Self-control was what kept your hands from reaching out as you stopped just in front of him. “Think about what would happen if our secret were to be exposed. It would be the end for both of us, and the scandal would echo across the entire continent. The Queen herself would likely seek our demise.” You emphasized your words by pointing a finger at yourself. “I cannot ruin the honour of the entire royal family for a fleeting moment of pleasure.”

Benedict met your gaze with a silent acknowledgment of the truth in your words, yet beneath the veneer of understanding, a flicker of defiance danced in his eyes. “So, what are you saying? You're suddenly prepared to sacrifice your entire life for the expectations of your family that would see you married and bearing children with some man who would likely make you miserable?” he asked, a trace of frustration evident in his voice.

A moment of silence ensued as you fixed your gaze on Benedict. Finally, a disbelieving scoff escaped your lips, and you shook your head. Taking a few steps away, you placed your hands on your hips, a gesture mirroring the internal conflict within you. “Perhaps you haven't noticed yet, Benedict, but I am a woman. And in a world dictated by the whims of men, the role assigned to women is often reduced to that of an obedient wife, tasked with bringing some affluent man's heir into the world. It's not about what I want; it's about what everyone else around me expects.”

As Benedict made a move to step closer, a surge of urgency propelled you to speak before he could interject. “I should be going now. The palace servants are growing increasingly suspicious.”

Despite the assertiveness in your tone, Benedict, keen to the nuances of unspoken emotions, closed the physical gap between you, and his touch went through the delicate fabric of your glove as he gently took your hand. “We can at least end this in a better way,” he suggested, his voice tinged with a suggestive undertone as he met your gaze.

A resolute “No” escaped your lips, infused with an overt firmness born out of the fear that another moment in his gaze might make you give in to your heart's desires. You couldn't afford the risk of surrendering to the tempting pull of his lips once again, the very lips you yearned for. “That's all I wanted to tell you today,” you continued, gently squeezing his hand as if to punctuate your resolve. Purposefully avoiding his gaze, you added, “It's over, but know that every meeting with you has been a pleasure, Mr. Bridgerton. Goodbye.” Articulated so, you withdrew your hand from Benedict's grasp, leaving only the delicate glove in his hold.

With a swift spin, you turned away and your hurried footsteps carrying you out into the rain-soaked streets of London. A quick glance confirmed the absence of prying eyes, making you hasten your pace, putting distance between yourself and the building that housed your shattered heart. As you took each step, the words exchanged at that moment of parting reverberated in your mind. The relation between you and Benedict had ignited sparks of passion and left a sweet ache of longing. Now, the path ahead led you towards the marriage your family desired, a hopeful step to fill the void left by thoughts of Bridgerton.

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[lady-ashfade]

The lack of fics on this app or any of them for these lovely ladys gives me rage.

F the men in this show, give me woman! (Requests are open by the way.)

#bridgerton headcanon #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton penelope #eloise x reader #eloise bridgerton #Penelope featherington x reader #edwina sharma x reader

[easybrainrot34]

Sweet Benedict & Anthony Relationship Headcanons

Modern Au. These r just sweet little relationship headcanons about Benedict and Anthony. These r x reader style. Just pure fluff.

A/N : This is my first time writing Bridgerton headcanons so please be kind ☺️. I can always do an NSFW version if y’all want. ✨Please Enjoy✨

Benedict

1. He’s the kinda man to make you the Lego flowers because in his own words, “these are more beautiful because they can never die just like my love for you”. However he will still get you regular flowers bc he’s nothing if not a gentleman.

2. He’s terrible at keeping secrets from you. Like if he’s having a bad day he’s not going to be like “oh don’t worry about it” Cough cough Anthony. He will make it a point to always be honest about his feelings with you.

3. This man loves to gossip, but only with you. Oh dear god, weather its some work drama, some tea from his brothers love life’s, or some juicy tea from y’all’s friend group, your this mans first text. If it happens if front of both of you he is shooting you a “oh we have to talk about this later” look.

Anthony

1. His love language is acts of service / gestures. Don’t get me wrong, he always tells you he loves you, but it’s the small things he does. If you’re feeling sad he will bring you a warm drink, a fluffy blanket, and will be there with a comforting hug. Also something tells me he loves making you breakfast.

2. Dates r so SO important to him. Like weather its just a movie night in or dinner out, he will never not put in effort. All you need to do is say what your date idea is and he will plan everything. He also isn’t a huge fan of surprises, but it means so much to him when you plan a date.

3. He has a notes app full of baby names, broke down by gender, the full 9 yards. He made it once y’all started dating because he just knew that he wanted to start a family with you. He also gets so red when u see him adding to it one day. That night y’all stay up comparing baby names and talking about the future.

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[erraticprocrastinator]

Alright but can we please talk about how awkward Brimsley and Reynolds’ crush/flirting phase must have been?

Before either of them were sure if the other was even interested in men, I just imagine them being like a modern day lesbian stereotype.

"That smirk was wholly platonic, of course."

"Surely he meant that comment about my ass in a completely heterosexual way?"

"We must be going into this broom cupboard for entirely professional reasons."

"But I'm sure he meant that kiss as a sign of mutual respect."

*literally stripping each other's clothes off* "Perhaps there is a remote possibility that this man may potentially reciprocate my feelings."

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[vertvivre]

Imagine season 3 opening with Benedict painting Kate and Anthony’s marriage/wedding portrait. Benedict pulling faces and completely aspirated because they just can’t keep their hands off each other and it messing with his ability to paint. Anthony taking in Kate's scent, kissing, tickling and whispering in her ear to make her laugh. Benedict would be so annoyed by their lovesick obnoxiousness not knowing it’s almost his turn to fall madly in love. It would be the perfect season set-up foreshadowing the Benophie love story AND giving us quality Kanthony content in a single scene 💭

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[minim236]

So a fun idea would have been Edwina as the Diamond and Kate gives her leeway, trying to allow her independence and it's basically a speed dating process - just a series of weirdos, one old man they are sure dies on Lady Danbury's couch, an Earl bullied into coming by Agatha and the human disaster that is Anthony Bridgerton.

But she and Agatha finds matches for her mother and sister instead because she just wants to sleep inside with her books and Newton.

And yes, she meets a handsome blonde man in a bookstore who is obsessed immediately

#edwinaweek #bridgerton #bridgerton headcanon #edwina sharma #kate sharma #mary sharma #day one

[littleblackraincloudofcourse]

I know we'll probably never see her again but I wish there would be one more scene with Siena, like a call back to the Trowbridge Ball.

Violet heard her voice and looks nervously at Anthony to see how he's handling seeing his ex again but she calms as soon as she sees him. He's dancing with Kate and they're looking at each other like there's no one else in the world. Siena notices them too and smiles. She's happy that he's in love.

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[weirdmorefics]

Bridgerton Masterlist

Bridgerton Sibling!Reader

She/her Reader

Headcanons

Being a Sick Bridgerton Sibling Would Include... (she/her)

Fluff

Lightning Bugs x sister reader (She/her)

Two is Better Than One x sibling reader (She/her)

Picnic Squabbles x Sibling Reader (she/her)

Little Matchmaker x sibling reader (she/her)

An Average Bridgerton Ball x Sibling Reader (she/her)

Angst

Tag You’re It x sister reader (she/her)

The Forgotten Twin x Bridgerton!Sister

Careful x sibling reader (she/her)

The Familiar Barmaid x Bridgerton Sister!Reader (she/her)

Honorable Intentions x Bridgerton!Sister!Reader (she/her)

They/Them Reader

Headcanons

Being a Bridgerton Sibling Would Include... (they/them)

Hurt/Comfort

How Could They Resist (they/them)

He/Him Reader

Fluff

How Does A Lady Come To Be With A Child x brother reader (he/him)

A Nice Promenade x brother reader (he/him)

You Don’t Have To Hide From Us x brother reader (he/him)

Angst

We Are Stronger As A Family x brother reader (he/him)

I Am Not A Baby x brother reader (he/him)

My Brothers Are Idiots x brother reader (he/him)

Cheaters Don’t Prosper x brother reader (he/him)

All Grown Up x brother reader (he/him)

Bloody Gossip x brother reader (he/him)

Mourning The Girl I Used To Know brother!reader (he/him)

Doubt x brother!reader (he/him)

Hurt/comfort

Eventually It All Boils Over x brother!reader (he/him)

Accidents Happen x sibling reader (he/him)

Anthony Bridgerton

Fluff

Just Shut Up and Kiss Me (He/Him) FTM Reader

The Rainbow After The Rain (she/her) wife reader

Angst

This Could Work x daughter reader (she/her)

Honesty Is A Trait To Be Loved x wife!reader (she/her)

Life Preserver x wife!reader (she/her)

Benedict Bridgerton

Fluff

Reunions x reader (she/her)

Lady Whistledown Knows Best x reader (they/them)

Angst

You Two Are Truly Idiots x reader (she/her)

Love Stings x reader (she/her)

Colin Bridgerton

Simon Basset

Angst

Truth Comes Out x daughter reader (she/her)

Papa’s Girl x daughter reader (she/her)

Eloise Bridgerton

Headcanons

Being Eloise’s Younger Brother Would Include... (he/him)

Angst

Let’s Take A Breath First x reader (he/him) 

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[themilkybarboy]

Random Bridgerton headcannons

Francesca was about 70% sure that pen was Whistledown. She really looked up to her as a kid because she noticed how observant and witty she actually was, and so she wanted to be like her when she grew up

For lady Danbury’s 90th birthday present Hyacinth attempted to write her own version of “Miss Butterworth and the mad Baron” …it was terrible, but Lady Danbury retains that it is her all time favourite book

After Eloise the best shots are Michael, Kate and Simon as they all had experience on what they proudly call ‘REAL hunts’ when in India.

After that it’s Phillip then surprisingly Sophie (Eloise taught her) she says it’s because she has steady hands after so many years of work

When hyacinth was pregnant for the first time Gareth reached out to both Phillip and Simon to ask for advice on how to not be like you father

Kate favourite Bridgerton in-law is Lucy. She loves all of them, she really does, but there is just something about Lucy that she feels so fond of.

Hyacinth called Anthony dad when she was really young and he cried for two days. He still gets teary when he thinks about it now.

When Eloise and Penelope were about 5 months pregnant they both got really emotional about missing each other and so polin went to stay at Romney hall for a month.

Colin claims that it was the most stressful month of his life. NOTHING is scarier or more irritable than a pregnant Eloise. And as it turns out his wife does NOT take his side when he eats the last of the Jam Francesca sent from Scotland that Eloise had been craving.

When they were younger violet walked in on Daphne washing Eloise’s hair with orange juice because Benedict told her it would make her hair the same colour as Penelope’s and she wanted to make pen feel better about her hair

Phillip is flirted with constantly at balls but the man is so socially in-adept that he doesn’t notice. Eloise however does notice.

Hyacinth casually mentioned the whole breaking and entering while trying to steal very expensive jewels from a baron during afternoon tea and Anthony grips he teacup so hard it shatters (he swears that is the closest he has ever come to a heart attack) violet was honestly unfazed

When Edmund was a toddler he tried to sit on Newton constantly. Newton was actually very chill about it as he adored the kid

Gregory had heard about how Michael made all of the woman swoon and was not looking forward to him meeting Lucy. Only for her to be totally unaffected and ‘not get the big deal’….She did however get quite flustered meeting Simon for the first time.

Unlike most people Anthony enjoys getting older it makes him happy to have been proved wrong and know that he won’t be leaving his family too soon

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[reginastarrewrites]

If Bridgerton Season 1 Was GAY

A list:

Anthony's ridiculous possessiveness over Daphne isn't about DAPHNE, it's about SIMON

Jonathan Bailey did a great job playing a straight guy but did you NOTICE THE LOOKS BETWEEN HIM AND SIMON, because I sure did

Anthony's bizarre insistence that Daphne MUST NOT marry Simon makes MORE sense if he's gay and in love with Simon (yes, yes, yes, I know it's because Julia Quinn was writing the modern and very historically inaccurate Brother's Best Friend trope, shush)

Anthony's whole thing with the opera singer/Sienna was comphet, with him trying so hard to be straight for his family

Aside from the fact that Daphne is an emotionally manipulative immature teenager, the Prince would have been a much better choice for her than Simon was anyway! Leaving Simon free for Anthony. ;)

If Daphne had figured out early on that Anthony and Simon were in love with each other and decided to act as their cover, it makes the ENTIRE season 1 plot of fake dating make WAY more sense. (Because NEITHER the Bridgerton books nor the Netflix show portrayed the Fake Dating trope in a way that made ANY sense historically. Or even non-historically. It was so limiting.)

Seriously. It makes so much sense.

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[sea-owl]

I know canonically Penelope met Colin two days before she was 16, but I like to headcanon she's known the other Bridgertons longer and really only knew of Colin because he was at school before then, and he's known of her or seen her in passing.

Main reason this is my headcanon is because of what Julia wrote in her other books.

Colin expresses to Benedict in AOFAG that he's known Penelope since they were in short pants, aka children. Well, I wouldn't really count that as children if she was 16 and he was 21. Also, according to the Duke and I, Colin also left for a full year before the start of the series at some point in April. He should be leaving soon after or already gone.

I know she fell in love with him at first sight, but then he immediately leaves, and she doesn't even get a month to know him. Like Julia, please.

I would find it much more believable if they knew of each other beforehand but just never properly met until that day where Penelope's bonnet proceeded to knock Colin on his ass.

#bridgerton #polin #polin headcanon #bridgerton headcanon

[yellowdressesandyearning]

My Bridgerton HeadCannons

Anthony is fully aware Colin is in love with Penelope. He’s just choosing to ignore it for now

Portia is cruel but she does love her daughters. She doesn’t pay attention to Penelope because she realizes she’s the smartest one

Again Portia but she knows Colin and Pen are close but chooses to ignore it (tbh I don’t know why? But it is my head canon so 🤷‍♀️)

Fife knows Colin is interested in Pen

Pretty much everyone knows but them at this point

Hyacinth knows way more about her siblings love life then anyone knows

Gregory and Hyacinth are mistaken for twins so much they just play along at this point

They also have purposely called Anthony and Benedict dad in front of debutants to see their reactions

#polin #Bridgerton #polin predictions #bridgerton headcanon #anthony bridgerton #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington

[happysafaricampers]

Bridgerton headcanons

Edmund Bridgerton II looks a lot like Anthony and everyone expects him to be the rake out of the two boys but he is actually quite romantic and wears his heart on his sleeve and wants what his parents have. He reminds Violet a lot of her late husband. By the time he is 18/19, she knows he will be married by 25 at the latest. Because of his mature mindset, I can see him marrying a woman a few years older, not one of the newly debuted girls. Maybe a widow or someone on the cusp of spinsterhood.

Whereas Miles is a baby faced cutie who loves kids, literally his cousins' nursemaids have nothing to do when he is visiting and everyone thinks that he will get married first out of the two boys. Until he hits adulthood and becomes a rake, cynical of the whole romance and love thing.

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Tiny cakes

Eloise Bridgerton x female reader

Plot: Eloise gets jealous, you tease her about it.

Prompts: 13: If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have feelings for me. 20: You’re cute when you’re angry.

Warnings: Non.

Pacing the empty hallway, Eloise tried to calm herself down from the anger and jealousy she felt by watching you talk to Clare Willams.

She was the most wanted girl in town and undoubtedly so with her beauty but watching you smile at her- God she hated it.

“Eloise? I finally found you, they just put out the little cakes you like” The sound of your voice made her turn around and glare at you.

“You clearly weren’t looking long, I’m just out the door” Her voice sounded annoyed and the glare on her face made sure you knew she was mad at you.

“You okay? Has someone said something-” You suddenly were cut off with her words.

“Go back inside with Clare. You two seem interested in each other” The confused look on your face went any as soon as you realize why she was acting this way.

“If I didn’t know any better, i’d say you have feelings for me” She gasped and shook her head and hands in disagreement.

“Feelings for you?” You chuckled and nodded taking a few steps towards her.

“I admit Clare was very interesting in me, but I had my mind on someone else. And I really hope she’ll come eat tiny cakes with me.” You raise a brow and the cocky smile on your face made her want to slap it off but she also liked your words.

“I will come back in but only for the cake” She walked passed you and you followed quickly behind her.

“You’re cute when you’re angry” She glared at you to shut you up and walks faster, but you only laughed and matched her speed.

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[pagesfromthevoid]

Uuuuhhh send me headcanons of our boy BB ❤️

Oooh Benedict headcanons?

Okay some probably not so hot takes:

Benedict is 100% bisexual I don’t make the rules that’s how it is

His favorite teas are the more floral ones —he has to wait for Collin to return from his travels to get his favorite kinds because the flowers are typically more tropical like hibiscus and Collin brings them home

He saves those for special occasions or when he’s painting

He does look up to Anthony; he just doesn’t like to admit it

Feels like he knows his place in the world but is terrified he’s wrong. It’s part of why he looks to Anthony; he knows what he wants and what he’s meant to do. Benedict is just a little lost

Hopeless romantic. Absolutely fucking hopeless

Definitely believes in love at first sight (hence his book tbh)

Also definitely believes in the notion of soulmates

Eloise is his favorite sister but he’ll deny it until his dying breath

He’s a very touchy person. He likes to touch anyone and everything; it’s the artist in him. But his love language is certainly touch and physical affection because of it

Benedict totally cried the first time he had sex idk why I think that but I do don’t @ me

Will paint/sketch members of his family and leave them as gifts randomly

Will sketch members of the ton but hides them away for safe keeping

Definitely tries to convince Collin to give him more of that opium for future use (Collin refuses)

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[theoreticslut]

Holly, if you don't mind me asking twice for your party 🤭

💿 mixed media with Benedict Bridgerton pls? Cuz I'm in love with him too. Thank you <3

Ask as many times as you’d like nisa 💗 I won’t get mad I swear. I need the ideas 😂 anyways for the mixed media I spun a headcanon & getting drunk with!

Getting drunk with Benedict;

-being introduced to society was not your ideal way to spend the summer

-however you knew the rules you were meant to abide by

-not to mention the fact your mother is dead set on marrying you to a proper family

-if you weren’t doing this, you’re sure your mother would disown you

-you have a family you’d love to be married into though

-one that you’re sure your parents would be happy with

-but it’s a matter of if the guy you actually like decides to court you

-being a childhood friend of his, you’re truly not sure how he sees you

-but you’ve had feelings for benedict bridgerton nearly as long as your mother has been preparing you for society

-this summer you’d hopefully have an answer however

-you had been introduced at the start of the season

-& had even managed to be named as the season’s diamond

-so you’ve had plenty of suitors so far

-but none that had captured your attention

-luckily your mother does understand needing some sort of attraction to your future husband

-otherwise you’re sure you’d have been married off already

-benedict has shared a few dances with you so far this summer

-& has even called upon you in your home

-but tonight is the first night you’ve actually believed there could be something more than platonic feelings present

-as soon as you had arrived at this dull garden soiree you’d been bombarded by gentlemen

-so much so that you found yourself needing to step away from it all

-which is why you hid yourself in the outskirts of the party by the patio

-you’d been content watching the other young ladies and gentlemen dance

-enjoying some of the alcohol the host had provided of course

-when benedict found you though it became wholly more entertaining

-the two of you had started in conversation

-but it quickly turned into him bringing you another few drinks

-not having realized the few you had already had before he found you

-so he was inevitably surprised when you started giggling more than usual

-& almost seemed in a haze

-it’s not until the words “I fancy you benedict” leave your mouth does he realize what’s happened

-“you’ve had a bit too much of the punch, haven’t you?”

-at your giggle he has his answer

-“I truly do fancy you though Benedict. I have for awhile.”

-being the brother to never take things too seriously he’d certainly tease you

-but he’d eventually be responsible & find your mother

-he’d hate for any other members of the ton to see you so disheveled

-your mother is embarrassed but not upset at you in the slightest

-understanding the pressures of the social season better than most others

-she thanks benedict for wanting to protect your image

-& accepts his request for visiting the following day

-she’s always had the suspicion he sees you as more than a friend

-which is part of the reason she’s been hesitant to marry you until you find someone you’re attracted to

-she always hoped he would step up when you were announced to society

-when he comes around the following day, he’s beyond considerate

-you’d swear his only purpose to be there is to make sure you’re alright

-since then however you’ve noticed how he seems to seek you out at any social event

-& you can’t forget how he’s calling upon you more frequently

-seeming more than happy to talk with you in your family’s drawing room

-or to promenade with you

-even asking you to outings like the horse races & town markets

-it’s as if he’s trying to court you

-but after the many years of him referring to you as a friend you find it hard to believe he would be

-not until he mentions one day that he’s fancied your for many years as well

-you especially believe it though when he asks for your hand in marriage towards the end of the season

-excited, you’re parents don’t hesitate to accept the proposal when you make it known that you’d be happy to marry benedict

-so you marry & find yourself moving in with him

-more than happy to spend the rest of your life beside your best friend

-especially when he makes the offhanded comment that you’re welcome to drink as much as you’d like now that you’re married

-& you take him up on that during celebrations

-but you also make it known that there’s no need for you to drink yourself silly when you’ve ended up with him

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