#eloise bridgerton fan fic

[wlw-imagines]

Upcoming Fics

Below the cut are TEN upcoming fics (aka all the fics currently in drafts/requested) ! Some at the top of the list are mostly-ish written but most are not & it is just vibes atm - pls feel free to share any ideas or direction to go in or prompts or what you'd like to see !! Also may not come out in this order, my brain changes focus v easily.

'It's Not What It Looks Like' - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Reader and Eloise are trying to keep their relationship on the down low but it is difficult to do when you have a nosy family.

2. 'Blown Away' - Amelia Shepherd x Reader

Reader works for the FBI. Amelia Shepherd would rather not have her girlfriend arrive at the hospital after a mission goes wrong but... here we are.

3. 'Playing With Fire' - Clara Oswald x Reader

Clara can't stop herself from flirting with Reader - yes, even when being chased by aliens that are... made of fire ????

4. 'Come Home' (Go Home, pt. 2) - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Things are redeemable and anything is doable - especially when it is true love, right?

5. 'Knocked Out' - Amelia Shepherd x Reader

They're married :-) Reader is pregnant :-) Amelia is in love and protective :-) Reader gets injured at work :-( Amelia wants Reader to stop working :-/

6. 'Competitive Streak' - Teddy Altman x Reader

It's the yearly charity sports day and it is time for Reader to dust off her cleats and impress a certain someone with her soccer skills.

7. 'The Artist's Assistant' - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Reader's husband is out of the country with his mistress and, whilst he is gone, has requested a painting be made of his wife. The artist is nice enough but it is the artist's assistant that really catches Reader's eye.

8. 'Back to Chicago' - JJ x Reader

Reader is Derek's best friend from home and has just joined his team. First case? Ends pretty badly. But maybe, despite the whole torture and hospital stuff, she gets the girl?

9. 'Out Of My OR' - Amelia Shepherd x Reader

The new intern chooses the wrong person to flirt with.

10. 'Ask me, Pt.2' - Eloise Bridgerton x Reader.

Idek where this one is going to go.

#upcoming fics #hyperfixation of the week? #its ur girls amelia shepherd and eloise bridgerton #pls also send others #otherwise i may go crazy #with just these two for company #but big up greys anatomy #and bridgerton #big fan

[arosesstorm]

colin bridgerton serie 

ep two

words count: 1.7k            fem reader! x Colin Bridgerton

warning: friends to lovers trope

summary: y/n Dayton and Colin Bridgerton were friends and they swore they'd always be but it takes a great deal of bravery to love someone, more to keep loving them when it hurts the most.

English is not my first language loves, trying my best, enjoy :)

Feathers, all she could see were feathers and soft white silk as she looked sideways to the girls in the room. 

They were waiting for the queen herself, but nothing could take y/n’s attention in moments like those; all she could think about was her mother’s debut day, wondering if she could ever meet the expectations. 

Dear god if she did. 

Colin looked at the door as soon as he heard the familiar name, the door opening as he witnessed one of the most angelic view he ever saw.

Her hair wrapped up in a lovely hairdo as her dress was softly touching the ground. 

Y/n looked very pretty and he felt kinda… proud?

As soon as she bowed in front of the queen, she rested on the side, just a few feet from Colin who could gaze down her neck, her shoulders…

His sister’s name was announced as he looked back at the door, not missing how a pair of eyes were still glued to his friend. 

She was likable and he knew, but it always felt strange to imagine her married; all those dreams, those talents of hers, choked under a marriage proposal… it just felt wrong. 

He almost missed the way the queen smiled at his sister, a faint sound of voice: "you must be my diamond of the year". 

Gasps, smiles, his sister happiness and yet, it just felt wrong to see y/n married. 

Daphne being the Dimond of the season meant a lot of things, her family would benefit of an incredible reputation, her attendances at balls and masquerades were guaranteed, but to y/n’s discomfort it also meant that they had way less time to sped together; nonetheless, she was the happiest for Daphne. 

Y/n remembered very well her friend’s dreams and hopes, they talked about it constantly, mostly when they were younger. 

Daphne wanted to marry well, with an honorable and respectable gentleman, she wanted to love and to be loved. 

She knew her friend’s expectations, but what about her own? 

When she was younger she looked just like Eloise, maybe a bit more romantic and less cynical, but if asked she would answer she wanted just what she read about in her books. 

She dreamed and hoped for a love that was so unbreakable, so strong, it could defeat everyone, everything. 

Than she met Colin, and the boy had been telling her how important it was to keep realistic, how she had to look at a man’s actions more than his words. 

That may be the only thing the two disagreed on. 

Make no mistake, y/n deep inside knew that actions, real proofs were necessary, that she had to keep a critical eye while her head was flying everywhere but there. 

She knew she had to steal a bit of Anthony’s stiffness in the marriage market. 

But she couldn’t help hoping and wishing to meet her’s 'the one' on a Saturday afternoon, eye locking, souls intertwining, her Saturdays would have never felt the same. 

Was it wrong of her? 

She so wished Colin understood; she made a mental note to lend him one of her books as she crossed the street, her mother and her brother by her side. 

"Why father stayed at home?" her younger brother, Abram, asked. 

"Affairs my dear, he had to work"

Y/n never thought of his mother as of a bad mother; she was demanding and was lacking in showing affection, but she couldn’t blame it on her. 

She knew her mother’s parents, how they never showed one bit of love, and she knew that her mama was doing her best: she loved her children so much it physically hurt and y/n knew. 

It was rather strange though seeing how a person like her mother ended up with someone like her father. 

The loveliest man of the ton. 

It was not usual to have a father that caring and loving, so she thanked god every morning when she opened her eyes. 

Her family was so dear to her she felt so sad knowing she could possibly leave them so soon. 

They had stepped onto the green grass of Hyde Park when her brother sprinted forward, the chaperone hardly keeping up with him as he jumped right onto Colin Bridgerton, his hands quickly wrapping to the man’s neck. 

"Abram!" Her mother called, approaching the Bridgerton’s family. 

"Violet dear, I am so sorry" she turned to Lady Bridgerton who dismissed her apology with a smile. 

"It’s lovely" she corrected. 

The two woman smiling as Abram finally let go of the man’s neck. 

"Where have you been?" The little boy asked, "you promised to take me to the races last time". 

"You’re right" Colin replied, helping the boy to his feet as he continued, "and I am a man of word so expect me one of these days". 

A big smile on his face as he looked at the little boy. 

Abram was around Gregory’s age and Colin could do nothing but adore him like he was his own brother. 

"Why don’t you join us?" Lady Bridgerton asked, her arm intertwining with your mother’s who happily accepted the offer. 

Your feet taking you closer to Eloise as you breathed, "El!", her eyes instantly leaving the book as she got a glimpse of you, surprised as if she had not witnessed all the chaos that just occurred. 

"Ah! Another thinking woman" she remarked, as you smiled amused, "I got another one of those;  you liked them so much…" hinting towards the book, "that writer you were talking me about.." Eloise all of a sudden lighted up, her eyes full of passion. 

"Where? You need to lend it to me, that woman is just extraordinary!". 

"Already on it" y/n replied, faking pride and breaking it with a smile. 

"By the way" she asked, urgency to demand before Eloise sinked in her book again, "where is Daphne?". 

The younger snorted, louder than acceptable, as she looked at her annoyed, "home babbling about tonight’s soirée". 

Y/n nodded, her eyes slipping to the ground as she suddenly felt an arm gripping hers. 

"But" Eloise continued, slowly moving away from their families as Colin didn’t miss to notice, sending y/n an amused yet curious grin. 

"If you want to talk about something actually important" the Bridgerton girl seemed to have her soul on fire as she talked excitedly, y/n thought she never saw her that way. 

"I’m making my seasons’ goal to unmask Lady Whistledown". 

Y/n’s eyes lighting with amusement and excitement, "Eloise!" She half whispered, half yelled, "I don’t know if I should be proud or worried" the girl continued, a smile playing on her lips. 

She was in fact older than Eloise, of a few years, but she never felt in any way actually older than the girl next to her. 

And for the matter, she was as ready to marry as Eloise at the moment, for two very different reasons, but that was the truth. 

"Well keep me posted, I’d love to help" Eloise smiled brightly, "I knew I could count on you" a small pride grin on her face as a voice startled the two. 

"What are you two plotting about?" Colin approaching on y/n’s left as the two regained composure looking suddenly serious. 

"Don’t know what you’re talking about mr Bridgerton" y/n looked at the man who smiled amused. 

"We both know that you two could take the crown with all that brain of yours". 

"For once, my dear brother, you said something right". 

That afternoon had been lovely, but that soirée was shaping up to be a disaster. 

A sudden lack of desire to participate at this kind of events was eating y/n up inside, she felt like staying at home and writing, reading, doing everything but trying to fit into that tight dress who was chosen for her that night. 

The only thought keeping her afloat was the one of seeing Daphne after the queen’s proclamation; she could only wish some of her friend’s enthusiasm would have rubbed off on her. 

That night had been organized by the Cowper family who, after the father’s death had reduced to only three: Cressida and her mother, along with the newborn who was still in diapers. 

The two, heatable women, had organized to show society that they still kept afloat, even without a man figure on their side. 

Cressida had just debuted after all. 

The ballroom was wrapped in white and silver decorations, something very much cheeper than Lady Danbury’s and much more scandalous. 

When y/n entered the room she almost immediately got a glimpse of her friend. 

She tried to excuse herself from her mother as the woman held her still: "wait dear, I gotta make you meet Lord Dander"; a man on his thirties was looking down at her. 

Cool, and she was there for less than a minute. 

"It’s a pleasure to meet you mrs Dayton" a little bow "could I ask for a dance?". 

Y/n, even if suffering, knew very well the protocol, so she smiled forcefully, letting the man take her to the dance floor. 

A stolen glance to the side confirmed Daphne had seen her and was cheering for her. 

To her surprise, as she was twirling on the dance floor, a couple passing her by seemed to have the time of their lives, smiling and laughing as the night was theirs. 

With the smallest of cracks, she realized it was Colin, wrapped in his arms a girl she never met before, someone who made him smile in a way she never saw him do. 

Dear reader, if you missed these days events, you must have been a foul. 

Everyone has been talking about Daphne Bridgerton, our new Diamond of the Season, but while she was committed in dancing all night yesterday, this Author could not fail to see how her eyes danced with one man in particular, the new arrival, now officially Duke of Hastings. 

It is still soon to bet, but this Author is betting we’re gonna hear more about these two. 

While y/n Dayton seemed to enjoy herself as well with a Lord on her hands, Colin Bridgerton seemed to be lost in Marina Thompson’s eyes, a new conquer of this season as well. 

Even though the girl’s reason to show up so suddenly with the Featheringtons remains a secret, this Author can promise you it won’t long be kept. 

-From the Chronicles of Lady Whistledown 

Mia

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[startwelve]

Perfect wife… or mistress?

Pairing: Anthony Bridgertonxreader/Bedenict Bridgertonxreader Summary: You go to have tea at your friend Eloise's house, and her older brothers seem to have some interest in you. Warnings: None Note:It may be that I do two other parts, but they are two alternatives. I mean, one where you end up with Anthony and another with Benedict, if you liked how this fic turned out.

You swore you were going to pass out any minute.

An unbearable heat had settled over the City of London. And you, like all high society ladies, had splendid clothes to envy. These days you hated them.

You would quickly fan your fan of your family's distinctive color, trying not to let the sweat show on your face, as you looked out at the streets of Mayfair, sitting in your carriage. It seemed to take you forever to reach the residence of your friend Eloise Bridgerton.

You met when you were introduced into society at Queen Charlotte's ball. Your mother, as her only firstborn, was anxious to introduce you to every gentleman who came to speak to you. At first, you didn't mind, but there came a time when you felt suffocated, the corset was tighter than usual, and the sleeves of your dress itched. You needed air. When you finished dancing with a gentleman with an important title you did not know, you said goodbye and almost ran out, pretending not to.

Not far from you, a young woman was sitting on a bench, staring into the void. You recognized her, Eloise Bridgerton, sister of Viscount Anthony Bridgerton and Benedict Bridgerton, you knew because you had heard your cousins talking about them, eager for one of them to be her husband.

You noticed that she looked lonely, maybe, like you, overwhelmed. Carefully, hoping not to disturb her, you approached her and greeted her with a small "hello," not knowing that it would turn into a long conversation about hating this dance and the society in which you lived, the beginning of a friendship.

And there you were, going to her residence for tea.

Inside Aubrey Hall, in the living room to be exact, they sat on the sofa, Benedict drawing on a sheet of paper and Anthony reading the newspaper. Eloise was sitting next to a table with desserts and a tea set, writing in her notebook, eagerly awaiting your arrival.

Benedict frowned at her and said with a smile, "Are you expecting a suitor, Sister?"

Eloise gave him her characteristic smile and closed her notebook.

"No, I am expecting Lady Hartford," she said.

"Who is Lady Hartford?"

"My new friend I met at Queen Charlotte's ball."

"Did she introduce herself at the ball?" asked Anthony suddenly.

Benedict laughed.

Eloise was about to answer him, but was interrupted when the servant announced your arrival. Those in the room rose, Anthony quicker. They entered and Eloise walked excitedly up to them.

Anthony and Benedict couldn't take their eyes off you. You were dazzling, exquisite, beautiful….

Anthony thought that with your beauty, you would make the perfect wife.

Benedict thought that with your beauty you would be the perfect muse.

You bowed slightly as Eloise introduced them, bringing them out of their trance. When you saw them, you agreed with your cousins. These men were attractive and a good choice for husbands. But you erased those thoughts when you remembered the reason you were invited, and that one of their sisters was your new friend.

"Eloise, your house is beautiful," you complimented.

"Thank you. Now come," Eloise said as she walked over to the table of desserts and tea.

"The heat is unbearable," you complained. You grabbed the cup, took a sip and asked, "Did any suitors visit you today?"

"Fortunately not you?"

"Yes, five," you replied, laughing as you remembered what one of them told you. "One told my mother that my hips were perfect for having heirs."

You and Eloise laughed out loud. Anthony looked up and looked at you slyly, wanting to check if the comment was true.

"Are you thinking of accepting any proposals?" asked Eloise.

"Yes. I am a woman and the only daughter of a widowed mother. It is my duty to accept any proposal." This statement did not please Eloise, "Of course, I have certain requirements for my future husband."

"Which ones?"

You began to list them… many, drawing the attention of two brothers.

Could it be that you would be the perfect wife… or mistress?

#anthony bridgerton #anthony bridgerton x reader #fanfic #bridgerton #benedict bridgerton x reader #eloise bridgerton x reader #eloise bridgerton

[multifandomwriter56]

Promenading With a Twist

A/N: Okay, here it is! My first Bridgerton fic. I hope you enjoy it. The divider I used in this was made by @firefly-graphics​

Summary: Y/n Bridgerton feels it is her duty to get her eldest brother to have fun; and she takes her job very seriously. 

Characters: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Violet Bridergton, Lady Danbury, Bridgerton!Reader

Warnings: uhhh... none I can think of... maybe time period inaccuracy because there is a chance of that

Word Count: 1,292

*gif is not mine*

Y/n is the youngest child of Edmund and Violet Bridgerton, twins with Hyacinth; and her eldest brother’s worst nightmare. 

Don’t get him wrong, Anthony loves his baby sister; but she holds the trophy for being able to rile her brother up the most. She can get under his skin like no one else. 

Y/n believes her eldest brother is always stressed out, reading ledgers and working to provide for their family; but he never takes the time to have fun.

So Y/n made it her sole job to force her brother to have fun as much as she can. 

Most of the time, she just does harmless tricks or innocently questions his actions; but sometimes she takes it too far and Benedict has to intervene between the two siblings. 

Y/n Bridgerton loves spending time with her family, but she would rather be in her room alone than promenading around, watching her older siblings looking for their future partners.

Anthony is walking stiffly next to her as he watches Eloise ignore every man who attempts to talk to her, making sure Benedict sticks to her side.

“Why are you upset now, brother?”

Anthony glances down at his baby sister, hating how well she can read him. “I am not upset, Y/n.”

“Whatever you say, brother.” Y/n says with a roll of her eyes. 

Anthony frowns down at her, not a fan of the attitude but knowing she is right and he shouldn’t take his annoyance at Eloise out on the young girl; so he restrains from scolding her. 

That is, until Y/n starts mocking him by squaring her shoulders and marching besides him. 

He lays a hand on her shoulder, stopping them both. “If you are going to mock me, you can walk with Mother and Lady Danbury.”

Y/n gapes at her brother, anger rising in her chest. “But Lady Danbury scares me!”

“Now, young lady.”

Y/n stares up at her brother, her brain trying to think of a way to convince him to take his words back, but nothing comes to mind. So with a loud huff, letting Anthony know she is upset with him, Y/n turns on her heel and starts walking to where their mother is talking with Lady Danbury. 

Anthony bites back the smile threatening to show as his sister unintentionally imitates his angry walk. 

There may be almost two decades in between them, but Y/n reminds Anthony of his younger self, how he was before their father died. 

Y/n drags behind the two older women, reminding herself to not roll her eyes at the topic since it seems Lady Danbury has eyes in the back of her head. 

She glances in between the two women, her eyes narrowing at seeing her brother laughing with some woman who she doesn’t even remember her name. 

Benedict looks over his shoulder, making sure his youngest sister hasn’t run off. When Y/n is stuck with the females of the family, she takes advantage of their neglectful nature to watch the child. 

Not that Benedict believes his mother is neglectful, far from it actually, but the viscountess sometimes forgets just how mischievous her youngest is. 

Speaking of mischief, Benedict curses under his breath when he sees his sister’s mischievous smirk. Only trouble follows after that look. Before Benedict can make it to his sister, Y/n bumps into her eldest brother as they walk past him, causing him to lose his balance and fall into the pond.

“Y/n Bridgerton.” Benedict admonishes as he rests his hands on her shoulders.

“What?” Y/n looks up at him, smirk still in place. “He needed to cool off.” Her smirk turns into a victory smile when Benedict chuckles. 

Benedict tries to stifle his laughter when his mother and Lady Danbury arrive at his side, but he knows he’s doing a terrible job at it.

“Y/n!” Violet exclaims.

“What, it was an accident.” The young girl exclaims.

Violet huffs, not believing her daughter for a moment but when she glances at her eldest who is struggling on getting out of the water, she can’t help when a small giggle escapes between her lips. She glances at her friend, relieved to see a smile on her face. 

Benedict chuckles again when he sees that his mother is not angry with his sister, but smooths his features when he glances at the eldest sibling; who is just about out of the water.

“Run, run.” Benedict whispers to his little sister, gently shoving her to get her moving.

“What? Why?” Y/n questions. She was too busy gawking at her mother and Lady Danbury as both women seem amused at her antics to see her angry brother pull himself out of the water, his murderous glare aimed at her. 

“Y/n, run!” Benedict pushes her this time before stepping in front of his brother who attempts to grab the running eleven year old.

“Y/n Bridgerton!” Anthony shouts, glaring at the people who are laughing and cheering on his sister who is getting away.

Benedict immediately puts his hands up, hoping to avoid his brother’s wrath when that murderous glare is now on him. “Now, brother. It was a harmless trick and-”

“Harmless?! I am soaking wet!”

Benedict bites the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing, but his brother sees right through him if that glare means anything. 

Y/n was able to avoid her brother for the rest of the morning as she decided to ride with her friend’s family who was kind enough to drop her back off at home. Her mother will not be pleased that she rode in the carriage of another family but she needed to give her brother time to cool off before she’s within arm’s reach of him. 

She slowly steps into the house, listening for any signs of her eldest sibling. She sighs in relief when all she hears are the maids getting supper ready. 

She makes her way up the stairs and to her room where she immediately notices the metal bathtub in the middle of her room. 

She shrieks when strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her into the air. 

“I think it’s time for a bath, sister.” 

Y/n struggles in her brother’s arms. “Anthony, put me down!”

“Don’t worry, sister, I will.”

At her brother’s words, Y/n realizes just how much closer they are to the bathtub. “Anthony, don’t you dare! Ahh!” 

Anthony laughs at his sister’s screams, folding his arms over his chest as he bends forward from laughing so hard.

Y/n wraps her arms around her body, pouting. “It’s cold.” She whines.

Anthony grows serious at his sister’s words, reminding him as to why the water is cold. “Ah yes, that’s what happens when you ride with another family and are hours late.” He leans down, his eyes stern. “Bridgertons ride together no matter what the situation is at the moment. Understand?”

Knowing her brother is right, Y/n nods her head. “Yes, brother.”

For a moment, the viscount just smiles down at his baby sister, his love for her showing in his eyes. He places a hand on her cheek. “Thank you, sister. I needed some laughter today.”

Y/n smiles up at him, glad he’s not upset her. “It was funny, wasn’t it?”

Anthony rolls his eyes as he helps her out of the bathtub. “It is now, yes.” He gently leads her away from the bathtub. “Why don’t you get out of those wet clothes and I will have a maid add some hot water for your bath.”

Y/n nods her head. “Thank you, brother.”

“Anything for you, my little sister.”   

Forevers: @desiredposion​ @theseakrakence​ @simonsbluee​ 

If you would like to be tagged in my Bridgerton fics, let me know!

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[peggyloraine]

I still don’t understand why people write fan fics where Colin is with someone other than Penelope. Without Penelope, Colin would not be the man he is meant to be. He would not travel because she encouraged him to follow his dreams. He would not write because she is the one who tells him he is good at it. In the show she is the one who writes to him most. To take Penelope from Colin would take a piece of his soul.

Also Penelope doesn’t feel she is worthy of love, she only hopes that he will see her as someone more than a friend. Everyone, including Eloise and Marina end up treating her like garbage, how is she the villain. She literally saved the family from ruin, twice. Colin is the only one who truly listens to her. Eloise even says that she only figured her out because she actually listened, which means Eloise was never truly Penelope’s friend to begin with.

I want Penelope to learn to love herself and I hope that with the loss of the BRIDGERTONs that Lady Whistledown becomes more like the book. More entertainment than weaponry. I also would love to see Penelope make more friends. She is not mean spirited, she is undervalued and ignored. That is why Lady Whistledown is her voice and her comfort. Through her she can speak and be heard. She is just a marginalized 18 year old girl.

She is far from perfect. But none of the others are perfect either. She tries to help the ones she loves and that gets messy. Hopefully without Eloise’s influence this season will be less so. Many of the criticisms of the Queen choosing a diamond where to please Eloise. Penelope needs to return to hearing her own voice

So I have seen fanfics where Colin rejects Penelope and even helps throw her in jail. Then marries another.

#polin #luke newton #violet bridgerton #bridgerton family #nicola coughlan #romancing mister bridgerton #polin bridgerton #romancing mr bridgerton #bridgerton

[sea-owl]

How do the seasonally brides go from temporary to forever?

Loving this AU. Will you write it? What season was Edmund senior? Do they become mortal after when they want families?

Sorry for the questions

I'm not sure if I'm gonna write it. Maybe. I need to finish Spring's Rebirth first before I take on another big fic.

For the seasonal wives, I mean as long as the mark is there, they're married to their husbands. Also, I'm sure when the guys decide they to keep their wives, they'll talk about it with them. Or the wives will bring it up when they notice hey it's been a minute since I've gotten this mark. Why is it still there? I'm also not sure if I would want to make the guys mortal for a family. I'm personally not a fan of the depowering of a character, so I think I would rather have the wives turn immortal too or go the reincarnation route where after they die, the wives are reincarnated.

As for Edmund I think I would go down like a father time and mother earth like route for him and Violet. The sons got powers closer to Violet while the daughters got powers closer to Edmund.

The Bridgerton sisters, I want them to represent the passing of time in this au. So Daphne would be day, Eloise dusk, Francesca night, and Hyacinth would be dawn. I'm not sure if I wanna do sacrificial grooms for them just because their work time is a couple of hours instead of a couple of months like their brothers. I would have to rework it a little for them.

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[katie-the-bookworm]

So I have this idea for a Benedict Bridgerton x reader fic, I want to preface and say I have not seen the show or read the books. I feel like the number of fan fics and edits I’ve seen have filled me in on enough of the story. Its really similar to Benedict and Sophie’s story but I changed it a little and it’s a Benedict x reader.

Essentially the reader and Ben have known each other for a few years, reader is really close with Eloise. Ben and the reader are in love with each other but they are the only ones who can’t see it

Reader has a sad background where both her parents died and is left with a horrible step mother and step sister (like Cinderella and Sophie)

Readers step family wants her to get married to a wealthy man so they can live the lavish life

There’s a lot more to the story and I have the whole thing planned out but I don’t want to spoil too much

Please let me know if anyone would read it!

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[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Thoughts- Eloise Bridgerton

Pairing: Eloise Bridgerton x Reader

Characters: Eloise Bridgerton

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- can i request an eloise bridgerton fic based on “I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.” please?

Word Count: 432

Author: Charlotte

Eloise rushed back into the library to take her seat in an armchair, waving the new Lady Whistledown article at you. You should have known she would head out early to get her hands on the popular article, desperate to see the newest thoughts of the mysterious writer. Since the writing had become remotely popular, Eloise had taken grasp onto the plan to find out the identity of the writer but had thus far not gotten far. You were supportive of her plight, but you did doubt that it would be successful.

You had no idea what this article was going to be about. Often it was cruel or harsh words about the ton of London and teared into the lives of all of those around you, the factual state was questionable to anyone but the subject. You weren’t much of a fan, not wanting your dirty laundry aired to your neighbours, so equally showed disinterest in there’s but you couldn’t help but find interest in all of Eloise’s plans and theories.

She quickly read through the page before gleefully clutching it to her chest, letting out a joyous squeak.

“I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much,” she grinned. “Her writing is superb, and I truly believe she may be my soulmate.”

You shook your head at her. “You do not love her.”

Eloise cocked an eyebrow at you, her grin slightly faltering, not sure what you were talking about.

“You do not love Lady Whistledown, you are in love with the idea of her,” you corrected. “Frankly what do you know about this woman? Do you even know if she is a woman?”

She paused for a moment. “Well… no, I do not know much about her, him, them. What I do know though is that they are an amazing writer. It is all truly gripping to read.”

Although you hadn’t read many of her articles, it didn’t fascinate you in the same manner that it did for Eloise.

“It is also known that she is spiteful and manipulative,” you stated. “The subjects of her writing do not consent to having their lives put to paper, so why should she be allowed to write about it? She is ruining the lives of our families and friends, it is not something to admire; and for that matter, her writing isn’t even that impressive, you are by far a superior writer.”

For once Eloise fell silent, rarely ever at a loss for words. She looked over the article in her hand this time seeing it in a different light.

#Thoughts #Anon #Request #Eloise Bridgerton #Eloise Bridgerton Imagine #Eloise Bridgerton One Shot #Bridgerton #Bridgerton Imagine #Bridgerton One Shot #Charlotte

[polinlover]

Not My Brother

Story by: Storyhadmelike

For fans that are tired of waiting for Season 3. This fic should hold you over with multiple twists and turns.

Chapter 1: Chapter One

Upon arrival at his mother’s house, Colin Bridgerton did not know what to expect. Of course, he was wanting a healthy hello from each of his siblings but now with his mother living at number 5, and what seemed like half his siblings married off, his hello seemed diminished. A quick hug from each sibling as they dashed around getting ready for the ball at Lady Danbury's tonight.

“You should really come Colin,” his mother invited him with a sweet caress of her son’s cheek. “Everyone will be so happy you are home early from Greece.”

“Cyprus, Mother. And I’m not sure if I’m up for it,” Colin answered with a sudden urge to head right back out the door.

“Afraid of the matchmaking mamas?” Benedict joked slapping a hand onto Colin’s back.

“Now Benedict!” Violet Bridgerton scolded in a motherly tone.

Benedict smiled and placed a small kiss on his mother’s cheek. “He’s home now and he should be looking for a wife right?”

Violet nodded. “Yes, Colin you can come and see all the women who are available this year.” She turned around to gather her embroidery that was sitting on her chair.

Colin punched Benedict in the arm rather hard.

“Ow,” he over-exaggerated mouthing the word.

“Off you are to get ready,” Violet said turning to face her boys as they both quickly gave her their biggest smiles and nodded.

Colin followed Benedict out to the hallway. “Thanks a lot for that brother,” he mumbled sarcastically.

“I haven’t heard the end of it and now that you're home I need you to take some of the heat.” Benedict smiled at his brother.

“Oh, why didn’t you just say so?” Colin smiled a charming heartwarming smile at him. “How about this? I’ll marry the first woman I see upon entering the ball tonight. Then it’s right back to you.” Colin then gave him a pat on the back before smiling all the way to the room he had on reserve at his mother's.

Colin was determined this season to move out and into bachelor's lodgings but it’s hard to do so when always traveling. He would go out next week and look at the flats available. He rolled his eyes. If he had just written to his brother Anthony and requested lodgings before his return he might not have even needed to come by here. His family would have been more grateful to see him when he stopped by later in the season.

As he strode into his room and gathered the items to wear for the ball tonight he thought his arrival must be mundane by now. Before his family would scream for him and give big hugs and hang on to every word from his travels. But this time it was almost like they were relieved to have something else to do when he came through the door. A couple of quick hugs and comments about his new tan and facial hair then, right to their bedrooms.

Once he was dressed Colin sat on his bed and leaned against the headboard. He was so tired he thought suddenly noticing his happiness to be sitting down. Then to his surprise, he actually fell asleep.

Penelope Featherington found herself being pulled into the most wonderful lavender gown. Now that she was almost spinster age her mother had let her start to get her own frocks from the modiste. She smiled looking in the mirror when she didn’t look like an unripe citrus fruit. Her lavender gown made her skin look creamy. She wore her hair in looser curls that almost hung to her bodest. And her breast no longer felt squished down but plump and form-fitting.

This ball was hers. Eloise would not be by her side. She made that abundantly clear during the first couple of balls of the season. She was on her own and determined to find a husband. She would continue as Lady Whistledown and let that part of her life consume her. But first, she had to find a man that would allow her that freedom.

A nice busy man of the ton. She didn’t have to love him and she certainly didn’t care if he loved her. But someone nice she can have children with and who is gone a lot of the time.

Last ball she had actually had some men come and ask her for a dance. This was new. She usually stood along the outline of the dance floor listening in on people’s conversations. Then usually a Bridgerton man would be pushed by Violet Bridgerton to dance with her. She smiled at a dance she remembered with Colin. She then shook her head.

“No,” she said audibly to herself.

“You don’t want any tea, my lady?” Her maid, Sarah asked confused as she bustled in through her bedroom door with a small serving tray.

“No sorry I would love some. I have some time before mother and sister will be ready to go,” Penelope walked over to the tray and took the cup prepared. “Thank you so much.”

Her maid smiled warmly and then turned out of the room.

Penelope sat in her writer's chair by the window and sipped her tea. She looked to the roads as she watched the Bridgerton carriage roll past presumably on the way to the ball. She could just barely make out who was on the inside. She smiled. No Colin.

She had gotten wind of the news he would be returning that week and she was dreading it. The thought of seeing him made her heart drop. She was over this little crush she told herself. But she still came to terms with the fact that it would be hard seeing him again. She hoped he would cling to Eloise’s silent treatment towards her and leave her be.

“I would never dream of courting Penelope Featherington. Not in your wildest dreams Fife.” His words soaked the air making it thick. She pressed on hand firmly to her stomach straightening her spine. She didn’t need Colin Bridgerton in her life. She would find a man and be happy.

“Penelope we are about to depart,” her mother hollered up the stairs in an almost screeching manner.

“Coming!” She called placing down her cup of tea.

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[wild-lavender-rose]

Not a request, just wanted to share this with someone. Sometimes I think about a Downton Abbey and Bridgerton crossover fic idea (that I don’t have the time nor talent to write) where you’re a paternal descendant from one of the 4 sons, like a great-granddaughter or something, so you still carry the Bridgerton surname. You’re much like Eloise, an independent and free spirit, unafraid to speak your mind or challenge societal norms. You meet and befriend the Crawleys, only to fall in love with Tom Branson. This of course creates gossip and there’s talk wherever you go, especially if/when you agree to marry him, but you don’t care. The Crawleys approve of you not only for the benefits they could reap from Tom’s union with a woman from the Bridgerton bloodline, considering your social standing and wealthy inheritance; but because you make Tom so happy and like himself again after losing Sybil. No, it doesn’t really make sense, but I just think it’d be neat.

This...This...THIS. This is completely and utterly fantastic and I'm in love. I've only watched a few episodes of Bridgerton (turns out it wasn't really my thing, Simon Basset though *wildly fans face*) but I read the books they're based off of and...yes. Just, yes. And I agree, as much as I would love to write this, it would definitely require a lot of time and chapters and build up. But thank you so so much for sharing, I am going to walk around thinking about this for days.

#writers haven asks #downton abbey #downton abbey fanfiction #downton abbey fandom #bridgerton #bridgerton fanfiction #bridgerton family #tom branson #downton abbey tom branson

[bridgertonbabe]

👀

Anon asked: 🤲

Anon asked: 👀🤲

Okay, sorry if it’s cheating for doubling up but seeing as they’re the same emojis I’m just gonna run with it.

At the moment I’m working on a Friends AU which I’m desperate to finish and post before I can continue on with any of my other fics. It’ll just be a one chapter fic but a long one (currently standing at a 16,000 word count) as it follows Polin hosting a family dinner where in typical fashion Bridgerton chaos ensues. If you’re a Friends fan and have ever seen The One Where Ross Got High - that’s the episode this fic is inspired by and will build up to the moment where Violet utters the iconic line; “that’s a lot of information to get in thirty seconds.”

While I continue to work on it, here’s a little snippet;

“So, Ben, what are you making us?” Kate asked.

“I’ve chosen to make a traditional English trifle.” He answered without taking his attention away from the mixing bowl as he continued to stir the batter.

“Wow, sounds great!” Eloise enthused. “And what are you making, Soph?” she then asked, turning to her sister-in-law who also doubled as the best cook within the family. “You know, in case Ben’s dessert is so good that I eat all of it and then there’s none left for anybody else.” She reasoned in a thinly-veiled sarcastic tone, causing a frown to pinch at Benedict’s brow.

“Nothing.” Sophie replied simply.

“Nothing?!” Eloise, Kate, and Colin chorused incredulously as Simon and Francesca took concerned sips from their glasses of wine.

“Nothing?” Benedict echoed in disbelief.

“Yeah, sweetie. I trust you.” Sophie smiled assuringly and gave her husband’s arm a comforting squeeze.

“So if I mess this up, there’s nothing else for dessert?” he swallowed, his eyes flashing with apprehension.

“You’re not going to mess this up.” Sophie hummed and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

“Aw, sweetheart. You really have faith in me, thank you!” Benedict brightened up with his wife’s support and quickly pressed his lips against hers in gratitude. “Now, quick technical question; how do you know when the butter’s done?” he enquired, turning back to the bowl.

“Well, it’s done about two minutes before it looks like that.” Sophie responded after peering in, and gave him a pat on the back for his trouble.

#asks #friends au

[arosesstorm]

colin bridgerton serie

pilot ep

words count: 300             fem reader! x Colin Bridgerton

warning: friends to lovers trope

summary: y/n Dayton and Colin Bridgerton were friends and they swore they'd always be but it takes a great deal of bravery to love someone, more to keep loving them when it hurts the most.

English is not my first language loves, trying my best, enjoy :)

Dear Reader, I am delighted to open the doors to a brand new season, in hope it brings us more than the old, tasty, scandal. 

-From the Daily Chronicles of Lady Whistledown 

"Eloise! What are you reading about?" Hyacinth jumped forward in hope to catch her sister’s reading for the morning. 

"Lady whistledown" replied the elder, a proud smile on her face. 

"Oh dear god don’t tell me she’s back with her rumors" Violet, Lady Bridgerton herself, huffed. 

"Come on mother, it can’t possibly be that bad" Anthony entered the room, sitting rather roughly at the breakfast table. 

"Good morning brother" Benedict interjected, his smile hiding more than pure affection. 

"Are we all ready for a new season?" He asked then, his hands traveling the table in search of honey. 

On clue, Colin and Daphne entered the room, both smiling about something the two were talking about. 

"Our Daphne is more than ready, aren’t you dear?" 

Her smile betraying the truth, "I sure am mama". 

Colin made his way, sitting next to the oldest son, as he looked at him sideways. 

"Is something the matter with Anthony?" 

"It’s the beginning of the season, you know how he gets brother" Daphne teased, sitting gracefully to the chair next to her mother, to witch Eloise sighed: "well good luck saving yourself from Lady Whisteldown’s chronicles sister", the younger continued, a fake smile plastered on her face.  

It was going to be a long season, wasn’t it? 

Mia

-> ep one

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[theoreticslut]

Hey Holly 😊, could I please ask you for a 🧠 mental break?, from the fan fic writers asks a-z the question:

Y: A character you want to protect.

of course you can jacky! I appreciate the mental break :)

i’ve honestly got so many, so i’m going to break it down by fandom;

stranger things -  definitely eddie or dustin

criminal minds - spencer reid (absolutely no hesitation)

harry potter - probably fred and george, or even neville

marvel - tom holland’s peter parker or bucky barnes

bridgerton - eloise!! literally no doubt about it. 

and for the hell of it (bc i do love these shows too, i just don’t post much on them)...

umbrella academy - klaus definitely

bnha - eijiro kirishima or shoto todoroki

#theoreticslut’s inspiration party #mental break #ask games #holly’s replies #holly’s friends #jacky

[writingwhilecaffeinated]

hello! I'll start by saying that because of you I became a Benelope fan (sorry Colin). I'm sure I read all your fics from this ship. Now I have a question, which has happened to me with most of the Bridgerton fics, how do you think your fics would have gone with Edmund alive? I seriously think the biggest problem with the Bridgerton kids is that they don't have supervision :D I'd like to know how a Benelope with Edmund on the side could have turned out, just curious. I will be attentive to your next update.

xoxo

Hello anon!!!

Ohhhhhhhhhhh my goodness, that’s a great question. Cause not only supervision, but I do feel like there are some core parts of their personalities that could change if Edmund was still alive.

In the case of Benelope, I don’t think Edmund would be as Eagle eyed in Benedict’s actions as he would on Anthony’s. However, I do think he would be just as encouraging as Violet to look for love, though maybe more subtle. In terms of Benelope, I like to think Benedict would still seek out art, etc. I also like to think Edmund would approve of Eloise’s friendship with Penelope. I’m the books, specifically Benedict’s book An Offer from a Gentleman, Ben has the big realization that his mom identifies with girls who are wallflowers or try to hide so much (Penelope, Sophie, Posy) because Violet herself was once a wallflower and grew into herself.

Most of my gif ideas for Benelope are based around Penelope deciding to finally break a mold for herself, or making a small mistake, that gets her noticed by Benedict. She grows into herself.

I think in a Benelope fic where Edmund is alive, he’s see this, recognize it, and encourage it. He fell in love with a wallflower so he sees the inherent beauty and value in such a romance.

Now I do think he’d try and herd Benedict not to sneak around and court Penelope right off the bat. While Violet admits her and Edmund got rather amorous before they married, parents usually want kids to do as they say and not as they do. Haha.

But, here’s the thing. I think Benedict is sneaky enough to distract his father or bribe one of his siblings to do it for him. So he’s still be sneaking around.

Sorry if that was a very roundabout way to answer. I’ll have to think on it more!!

Thank you for reading!! ♥️♥️♥️

#anon ask #bridgerton fanfiction #benelope #penedict #edmund bridgerton

[gleefullypolin]

Oh Captain Swan, I loved them so much. Clearly some people have a type and we should not apologize for that. 💅 I will almost always get sucked into writing fic for a pairing that has me in a chokehold but I haven't given into Polin yet.

Poor Eloise, truly, she looks like she's pretending so hard. She feels betrayed and hurt so I get it, they're still just young women and truly, you're right, women can be the cruelest to each other. I think a lot of the people hoping Eloise hurts Pen by outing her are actively ignoring that if Eloise was truly done with Penelope, she would be indifferent to her, she wouldn't be seeking revenge or making friends with Cressida. Eloise is hurting but I have no doubt she still loves Penelope.

Lord Obi Wan Kenebling, may he be as wise as the Obi Wan before him.

I would like to see very different reactions from Colin in comparison to Eloise. As much as I adore her, Eloise is also fairly in her own head and has had a habit of not really listening to Penelope. Penelope wrote very specifically about what Eloise was saying in s2 and I don't want to say she acted self-important but she was far more impulsive than Penelope has been. Penelope paid such heed to Eloise's words and ideas to the point that it singled her out pretty quickly and dangerously at that.

I don't think some people realize that Penelope often tries to talk to her loved ones, often more than once, before using LW to keep them from making worse mistakes. I would hope someone, hopefully Colin, would notice that at some point. Though I do see how they could write Colin as very concerned about her after he deals with his own fallout from learning who she is. I don't think it was a throwaway line to have him tell her he would always look after her.

I think they will be each other's safe space, I think it was LN who said something to the effect of that actually, that they will tell each other things they don't tell anyone else. He is a bit slow on the uptake! But I do think once he's in he's all the way in and will do whatever he needs to do to make sure she's safe. They didn't show too much of it last season but he definitely went all the way in on trying to protect her family.

The angst is going to be angsting for sure but I think it will be well worth it! It's going to be very hard not to spoil myself.

Captain Swan is my main blog and where most of my fan fiction exists prior to my writing for Glee so many years ago. I definitely have had a type in my recent years with my bad boy Hook obsession so perhaps that is why I have taken the Sun article in stride. Or maybe fan fiction brings out a bit of naughtiness that allows the brain to accept and write in a bit more into your stories that you can accept and write off in a character. I stopped writing when I couldn’t keep up with all of my brain’s ideas anymore and I refused to give into my brain giving me all these Polin ideas!!

Eloise has a lot to learn. Yes, Pen hurt her by writing about her, regardless of the fact she was trying to save her from the Queen, Pen was still doing it for Eloise’s benefit. And you are right…how many times has Pen tried to talk to people BEFORE she had to resort to using LW as a last resort. Eloise and then Colin with Marina. Again, as Pen, she is ignored, as LW they can’t ignore her. Neither can deny that they refused to hear her when she tried to warn them both.

In fact, when it has come to the Bridgerton brood most of what she has written as Whistledown has been in service to them instead of hurting them. She loves the Bridgerton’s as much as her own family. I mean she did call Anthony a Capital R Rake but was she wrong? Hahaha! But she has not brought anything down on them that she did not believe their namesake could not handle. They have enough of a name in society that she knows they can withstand what she has brought to their name, and she has made sure not to bring anything greater than that. She loves that family.

I’m looking forward to when the family find out 1) that they are engaged and their reactions to it. And 2) their reactions to her being Whistledown. I get great joy out of looking forward to this and HATE that I have to wait til June for that part. Again, patience is not one of my strong suits. I love angst but usually not until after the entire show has aired and I can go back and watch it all over again, appreciating it after the fact and the happy ending.

#my asks #wonderful people

[steveandbuckysdaughter]

Hi, I’m Ross! <3

(I will link my Ao3 account here when I’ll start posting there.)

A little more about me

I’m 19

I’m Italian

I’m a straight demisexual

I dream of being a published fantasy author

My tags

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Ross writes — my little drabbles of writing

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Asks — asks of all sorts

Ross reading — book recs or reviews, fic recs or “advertisement” (I don’t like to call that, but I don’t know how else to say it😭)

Ross’ personal life ig — when I overshare my life, this is usually the tag where things end up in

Some fandoms I’m part of (I mostly post about ATLA and Marvel tho)

Marvel

ATLA

Bridgerton

Percy Jackson

Disney

Brooklyn 99

Interview with the vampire

Jane Austen verse (mostly Pride and Prejudice)

Mamma Mia, Hamilton, Heathers (yes I’m a theatre kid)

Taylor Swift

Barbie

And more!

My fav characters

Steve Rogers (MCU)

Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Mai (ATLA)

Zuko (ATLA)

Azula (ATLA)

Raymond Holt (B99)

Kate Sharma (Bridgerton)

Penelope Featherington (Bridgerton)

My OTPs/ships I like

Stucky (MCU) {number one OTP of all time, OTP of MCU}

Maiko (ATLA) {number two OTP of all time, OTP of ATLA}

Kataang (ATLA)

Kanthony (Bridgerton) {OTP of Bridgerton}

Rapunzel x Flynn Rider (Disney)

Mulan x Li Shang (Disney)

Percabeth (PJO)

Sokkla (ATLA) {yes it is a crackship. I am a Sukka fan but Sokkla has completely taken over my brain so there it is}

Bonus: I really like Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce as a couple, but since they are real people I do not feel comfortable with shipping them farther than commenting on how cute they look or innocent considerations. So, they‘re here as a honorable mention

Characters/ships I don’t like

Tony Stark (MCU)

Peggy Carter (MCU)

Kei lo (ATLA)

Steggy (MCU, Steve x Peggy)

Stony (MCU, Steve x Tony)

Zutara (ATLA, Zuko x Katara)

Jinko (ATLA, Jin x Zuko)

Mai Lo (ATLA, Mai x Kei lo)

Any incest ship from any fandom

Eloise Bridgerton (Bridgerton) {yes, controversial, but I am open to change my mind}

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You can’t ignore the difference in taste regarding characters or ships. If you like Tony or Zutara, that I do not like, or any other thing I listed above you are still welcome here, just know that I am not responsible if you choose to stick around and end up stumbling upon a negative rant over your favs. If you are conscious to lack the needed restraint, please feel free to block me. I’d rather not have hostility under my posts.

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