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[randomestfandoms-ocs]

The Many Children of Dorothea Bridgerton & Prince Friedrich ✤ Selling Dreams

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[foreversecrets]

To Gild the Lily Chapter 6

Pairing: Prince Friedrich x OC

Rating: Teen

Earl Felix Walcot had always been a difficult man to read, it was through Arabella playing mediator that Violet had learned to appreciate the man her dear friend had married. Violet and Felix’s association was born out of circumstances on the behalf of the love they both bore Arabella. It was with Arabella’s death that brought Edmund and Violet Bridgerton into the vulnerability of Felix and he truly allowed the friendship to prosper outside of convenience. The Bridgertons were there for the hardest time in his life caring for him and his daughter while they mourned. It was Edmund Bridgerton who pulled him from his own despair after the loss of his wife and showed him the way to carry on life. When a few short years later the Bridgerton family were suffering in such a familiar way he once had-how he still did-he found himself able to repay a favor. 

So when Felix returned to London, instead of directing the carriage to his home in the city, he found himself before the home of his dear friends. A cane to assist him in walking and his hair a salt in pepper now instead of the raven hair he’d born just a few months ago made the familiar man appear strange when he was led into Bridgerton House. But Violet would recognize the man who has been part of her life for nearly a lifetime. 

“Felix, you’ve made it!” she cheered. Her enthusiasm lured out the rest of the brood alongside his daughter. 

“Papa!” in a seeming unladylike manner, Madeline charged toward her father only halting when she was close enough to wrap her arms around him. “You should not-”

“Do not start in on me, I would never dream of missing such a joyous occasion.” he returned his daughters embrace. “Besides, Violet tells me your own wedding may follow.”

Madeline broke apart from her father, looking at him in astonishment. Of course Violet would have relayed the Princes’ words to her father. It seems her godmother, father, and Daphne would all conspire against her now at this moment. Two days past both Violet and Daphne had taken turns interviewing her about her accounts of the Prince. She has been trying to push the encounter from her mind long effort so evaluate her own mind and heart. Since the Trowbridge ball she’d been having dreams of the Prince, of little children running underfoot and clinging to him. And each morning when she arose she was more and more confused upon how to process the information let alone how they should proceed. 

“The Prince is clearly fickle,” Madeline scoffed, moving towards the drawing room. “How quickly he moved from Cressida to Daphne.” she scoffed. 

“The Prince was only doing as Her Majesty bore him and Cressida is but a leech in the marriage pole. We both know she will sink her claws into any suitor of a high enough station.”

“I would never dare attempt to entertain a suitor from you Daff.”

“I am to marry this very afternoon to the Duke, and in truth I do not love the Prince. In fact, I very much like the thought of you spending your days being doted upon by such a worthy man.”

“Perhaps we should focus on preparing you for your wedding, hm?” Maddy shifted the topic, one everyone in the room was glad to converse upon apart from the bride herself. 

The ceremony itself was a quiet affair with only those closest to the bride and groom in attendance. The celebration in Bridgerton House was much more crowded, easily allowing Madeline to fade into the background with her father. How she had missed him in the three months since they’d been separated but he only wished to discuss the Prince. Her father could tell she was still undecided on the top so he attempted to raise her spirits by informing her of her cousin's arrival and eagerness to learn the duties and responsibilities of becoming the next Earl. Questions and confusion bubbled up but she bit her tongue, more so when she noticed the Prince. 

“Miss Walcot, I have been looking for you everywhere.” 

“I apologize Your Majesty, my father has just arrived from the country and I thought to be by his side.” 

“Your Majesty, I have heard much of you, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” The men shared earnest smiles with one another.

“Lord Walcot, I have been most eager to meet you as well,” he turned his gaze back to Madeline. “But if I may first trouble you for a dance?”

“She’d be delighted.” her father answered, pushing her towards the Prince. 

He led her towards the dancefloor, Daphne making note rushed to the musician and instructed them on playing something simple. The last thing she wanted was for her friend to be forced to dance a quadril and break her suitors toes. The Prince sent a grateful look over to the newly ranked duchess, he only just recalled Madeline previously informing him she was a poor dancer. They swayed slower than the other dancer but he had no care, giving the rag something more to gossip upon for Miss Walcot would be the last woman he entertained. 

“I feel I may have overwhelmed you the other day, you must know it was not my intention.”

“Pardon my brashness Your Majesty but what else is one to think, you seem perfectly content jumping from woman to woman.”

“I have told you true in that my pursuits were done with interference but I will no longer allow it. I wish to court you in earnest and you alone. In fact I wished to speak with your father to declare my intentions. I do understand your hesitance therefore I am content for our courtship to progress at your own discretion.”

“Sure the Queen will have much to say on the manner of you conceding the Diamond for a Gilded Lily.”

He slowly led them from the floor, raised her hand to his lips and pressed a delicate kiss to her gloved knuckles. “I imagine the only way to improve upon yourself would be seeing every facet that is you, or perhaps …” he trailed off as his gaze lingered on her ring finger, his mind's eyes picturing his ring there. “Shall we return to your father?”

“I find myself quite parched, Your Majesty, I shall join you in a moment.”

He nodded with a wide smile and the two parted, Maddy seeking out Daff and the Prince to speak with her father. Surprisingly, Maddy found Daphne standing alone amongst the sea of people, her gaze trapped upon her new husband.

“Your Grace, might I trouble you for a moment,” Maddy playfully addressed. 

“You need not address me as such, you have always been by my side and as my dearest friend you shall address me as such.” 

The two women locked arms walking casually towards the drawing room, music chasing after them. They made themselves comfortable in the well lit room as easily as they had done their entire lives. Maddy could recall playing atop the rug with Daff just as they sat down in Walcot House and their country home. How far they’d come from two girls running away from her brothers to young ladies seeking to start their own families. 

“Does it feel any different?” Maddy started. “Being a wife?”

“I have only just wed,” Daphne laughed.

“Is it what you expected?”

“It …” Daphne trailed off, considering her words carefully. “Not at all, the situation, well I rather it had happened slower but I do love the Duke. I should be very happy with him.”

“You will make a wonderful Duchess but I ….” Maddy felt her nerves catch yet again. This past week has made her such an anxious woman. So many surprises, so much she didn’t know, oftentimes being left speechless. “The Prince-”

“Will make a wonderful husband for you if you allow him.”

“I had thought you desired him?” Maddy searched Daphne's face for the answer to all her questions. 

“I did not know myself since this season has started, it is easy to find ourselves a servant to the words of gossip. Just as the Prince himself found himself but if you are seeking my permission you need not for he was never truly mine, just as I was never truly his.”

“You meddled?” Maddy laughed, the words her friend had used were far too similar to the ones the Prince had used. He declared himself to the Bridgertons and now he had intentions of doing so with her own father. “Daff-”

“How could I not, I know you so well at times I feel as though we truly are sisters. I knew you would not entertain him as a genuine suitor unless I aided you in some way. Just as you had attempted to assist him in procuring my heart, so have I done on your behalf.” 

“I am afraid.”

“As you should be, to give your heart to someone is a dangerous but I trust the Prince will never harm you. What remains is, what shall you do knowing you hold the Prince's heart?” 

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[livingdreams97]

Eloise Bridgerton - "The Prince" (Part 2)

Eloise Bridgerton x Male reader/oc

Summary: Two people who have never seen each other before, with the same need and desire to be free in different ways. What could come of that when both people meet each other?

Words: 3.275

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Dear readers,

The same two words always come to mind for this author the morning after a big party: surprise and delight. And dear reader, the scandalous accounts of last night's evening at Ranger House ( Bridgerton house ) are quite surprising and a real delight.

Emerging from her previous failure with Viscount Anthony Bridgerton, Miss Edwina Sharma seems to have charmed Prince Friedrich of Prussia with her charms.

They have been seen very together at every social event and close sources comment on the success of the diamond of the season with the prince. Perhaps it turns out that the Queen Regent is a very good supervisor and has an eye for pairing.

Maybe this is the queen's redemption, compared to the resounding failure she had last season with Miss Sharma herself; her diamond for the second consecutive year, and the frustrated wedding she was going to have with the Viscount.

Speaking of royalty, we must also mention the presence of Prince Y/n of Hannover and also the queen's nephew in this season. Also remember that Prince Y/n is the future heir to the throne since the queen and the regent king so dictated after his 16th birthday .

Apparently, this handsome green-eyed prince is also looking for a wife and a future queen. The mothers are very attentive to each moment of solitude, to push their daughters into hisarms and try to catch the biggest fish in the place.

But it seems that his attention is fixed on none other than Miss Eloise Bridgerton. It should be noted that this is the second season as a debutante for the second daughter of the Bridgertons and the bad reputation that comes from the people with whom she joined last season.

But that fame does not seem to frighten or matter to the Prince of Hanover, as he has been seen many times on the dancefloor with Miss Bridgerton. They say that love is blind and perhaps in this case it can also become deaf.

How will the queen feel about this possible union?

On the other hand, we have Miss Prudence Featherington who is still engaged to Mr. Jack Featherington and it seems that the nuptials are still some way off. On the other hand, we have Penelope Featherington , who has reportedly been seen in the company of Mr. Colin Bridgerton more than usual. Could this mean something else; or is it just a friendship?

Always yours,

Lady Whistledown.

Eloise's POV

I can't do it anymore. I can't continue with this constant pressure, feeling like every step and every one of my movements is being watched. And not only for my mother, but also for the rest of the people in each event.

It's only been three weeks since the social season began, three weeks that have seemed eternal and one of the heaviest. It seems that three months have passed and not three weeks.

I feel exhausted and totally stressed. I don't want to disappoint my mother again and have our last name put in doubt again because of me. That is what I least want.

But the pressure not to disappoint Mother again, the feeling of being completely watched at all times, and the discomfort I feel every time a newcomer questions me about my "radical" ideals overwhelms me.

The only times I don't feel so overwhelmed and suffocated by everything is when I'm reading in my room and no one bothers or watches me at all.

I can only relax when I am completely alone.

Worst of all, I can't talk about it with anyone, since I would have talked about it with Penelope before and that's it. But after her betrayal, I can't talk to her, much less when she didn't trust her and continues to write as Lady Whistledown .

The fact that she continues writing annoys me even more, especially when she writes about my family and more specifically about me. If anyone had forgotten about her comment last season, about my relationship with Theo and my supposed radical political ideas; with what she wrote about me three days ago, she reminded all of London.

So people looked at me even more and not in a very positive way. But I couldn't talk to anyone about how I felt, because I don't have any friends left and no one in my family would understand.

I can't even tell Benedict how I feel, since he's too focused on his drawing and I don't want to worry him with my problems. In addition to that he would tell me not to pay attention to people and he would tell me something funny to make me laugh.

But that's not what I need right now. What I need now is someone who listens to me, who understands me and can help me with all this that I feel. Because I feel like I'm drowning more every day and how I'm short of breath every time I enter a dance or social event.

And the same thing was happening to me right now.

Tonight was the annual seasonal ball at Vauxhall Gardens, so the whole family except my two younger brothers had come. Even Kate had decided to leave little Olivia at home.

As soon as the family had set foot in the party, all eyes were on us and more specifically on me.

Ignoring with all my might the gazes on me, I comply with what my mother asks of me and dance with two men until the song ends. But neither of the two men are educated people.

Because both of them have spent the dances asking about my ideals and how wrong I am with my radical political thought, since that promotes the extinction of my life as a person of high class.

What ends up getting fed up and in a carelessness of my family I flee towards the labyrinth of the gardens. Where I sit on one of the stone benches of the place and I start to cry without being able to avoid it.

XY: I don't think it's safe or correct that you're out here without supervision.- I hear near me, causing me to jump scared and turn around to find the Prince of Hannover.

Eloise: I could say the same to you.- I reproach with a frown, forcefully wiping away my tears and trying to stop crying.

Y/n: Are you alright Eloise? - he asks with some concern on his face, walking towards where I am and sitting a bit far away; but in the same bank.

Eloise: Of course I'm fine.- I answer clenching my jaw and holding back the urge to continue crying.

Y/n: I'll  believe you and we can go back to the dance as if nothing had happened.- he says with some sarcasm, bringing a glass to his lips and giving a small sip.

Another thing that has changed is my relationship with Prince Y/n. At first it seemed unbearable and somewhat unbelievable. But over time I have been able to learn more about him and have long intellectual conversations about our interests.

So I've started to see him a bit as a friend, since he knows what is said about me and completely ignores it. He has never come to ask me about my radical political ideas, even though I don't have them as such and that is something that everyone has asked me about.

So you can say that I like him a little, although not enough to tell him my stuff and be considered my friend completely.

Eloise: I'm just tired and overwhelmed by everything.- I admit with a sigh and see how he offers me his drink.

Y/n: What has you overwhelmed?- he asks as I accept the glass and take a small sip, feeling a burning pain in my throat.

Eloise: Iugh Yuck.- I say with a gag, giving him back the drink and causing him to laugh at my reaction.

Y/n: Don't change the subject and answer me.- he tells me funny.

Eloise: I feel overwhelmed for not finding a husband and disappointing my mother for a second time.- I answer playing with my hands and lowering my gaze.

Y/n: And why do you think you won't find a husband?- he asks with some confusion in his voice. -From my point of view, you are perfect for any man. You are beautiful, you have your own thoughts and ideals that you defend with very good arguments, you are educated, you like to read and you do not give importance to what the rest of the world says. - he enumerates and I look at him completely surprised, feeling a certain heat on my cheeks and ears.

Eloise: You say that out of politeness.- I played down what he just said, feeling embarrassed and somewhat impressed by his opinion about me.

Y/n: I say what I've seen and what I've experienced with you.- he assures me with a small smile, so I look away from him. -There are very few women like you Eloise Bridgerton and you should be proud of who you are. Because you are worth much more than any of the other debutants with knowledge of pianoforte or whatever they know how to do, because you go further and you don't focus only on learning something to please your future husband.- he expresses and i presses my lips , so that he does not see the smile that wants to appear on my face about what he has told me.

Eloise: That's the problem, I don't want a husband to please and become a boring housewife.- I say with a sigh. -I don't want to have to pretend to be someone I'm not in order for a man to like me, I don't want to make myself less so I can get married and I don't want my life to be left in the hands of a husband who is only interested in himself.- I complain and I can see how he listens to me attentively.

Y/n: So you don't want to get married? - he asks with confusion and with some interest shining in his eyes.

Eloise: No.- I deny with a sigh. -It's not something I want, but my mother wants me to get married and I don't want to stay like a spinster either; because it is not that they are very well seen in our society. - I explain and I see how he nods with his head processing what I just said.

He stares at me in silence for a few moments, saying absolutely nothing and with a certain pensive look on his face.

Y/n: Can I make you a proposition?- he asks me with some caution.

Eloise: What kind of proposition? - I ask a little interested, but also with some caution for the possibilities.

Y/n: You don't want to get married, right? - he asks and I shake my head. -But neither do you want to stay single and "disappoint" your mother by not getting married.- he says and I nod without understanding where he wants to go. -I propose that you marry me.- he says confidently and I open my eyes wide.

Eloise: WHAT?!! - I exclaim completely in shock.

Y/n: Don't yell or someone will see us.- he whispers looking at all sides.

Eloise: Have you gone crazy?- I ask quickly in a whisper. -I just told you that I don't want to get married and you ask me to marry.- I commented as if it were the craziest idea in the world.

Y/n: Be quiet and listen to me for a moment please.- he asks me with a certain plea in his eyes.

Eloise: Okay.- I accept with a sigh, trying to relax my breathing and the accelerated beating of my heart.

Y/n: I don't want to get married either, but my father forces me to find someone and marry her for love.- he begins to tell me. -I just want to travel the world and enjoy life, but I can't do it until I get married; since I made a deal with my father. The deal is based on the fact that if I marry for love, he will pay me six months to travel the world and buy me a house wherever I want for myself and my wife.- he explains and I still don't understand his proposition.

Eloise: And what do I paint here and in your proposal for me to marry you? - I ask still a bit confused.

Y/n: That's what I'm getting to.- he complains with a sigh. -I don't want to get married and you don't want to get married, but for different reasons we don't want to be single either. So it's the best thing that could happen to us. - he exclaims and I look at him still confused.

Eloise: I still don't quite understand the reason for your proposition.- I point out how poorly it is being explained.

Y/n: You marry me and your mother is glad that you marry a prince and future heir to the crown; besides that you don't stay single.- he points to me first . -And I marry you, finally being able to travel the world and having the freedom to live away from my father. We both won.- he exclaims with some joy.

Eloise: But I would still have to marry you and I'm not going to make myself less or become a housewife for you.- I deny immediately.

Y/n: And you won't.- He denies, reassure me immediately. -You will have all the freedom in the world, you will be able to read everything you want and dedicate your time to yourself without having to worry about your future anymore.- he assures me and I observe him considering the proposal.

Eloise: Could I choose where to have the house? - I ask with a raised eyebrow.

Y/n: As long as it's not near my father; yes.- he nods with a smile.

Eloise: I want to review your proposal, okay? - I ask and he nods. -You want us to get married together; because neither of us really wants to get married, but I don't want to disappoint my mother and I don't want to stay single either. At the same time as you , you have made a deal with your father and if you get married he will finally let you travel the world and buy you a house.- I am saying everything he has told me, causing him to nod again. -And I will be able to continue enjoying my books and not being the most feminine woman in the world, without you caring and I will have all the freedom in the world; besides that I will choose where we would live? - I finish reviewing the proposition.

Y/n: Exactly.- He nods with a smile.

Eloise: What's the catch? - I ask raising an eyebrow, knowing that everything sounds very perfect and there must be a catch.

Y/n: It has to seem like we really love each other and my aunt has to accept our marriage.- he responds a bit insecure and I open my mouth in surprise.

Eloise: No.- I deny getting up from the bench. -Your aunt; Your aunt THE Queen hates me.- I point out and he follows my example getting up from the bench.

Y/n: My aunt will adore you if she thinks you're the love of my life and thinks I'm in love with you.- he assures me and I shake my head.

Eloise: Nobody will believe it. - I deny nervous and somewhat disappointed.

The proposal was perfect, but it was too perfect to be true and now it's clearly impossible.

Y/n: Eloise, please listen to me.- He begs me, grabbing my hands and making me look at him. -You are my only hope, the other debutants want to marry me to show off and for the possible power that marriage would entail. And to be honest, I couldn't pretend to love them one bit, no matter how good an actor I may be.- he explains sincerely and I can't help but laugh at the last thing .

Eloise: And with me if you can pretend perhaps? - I ask strangely nervous about his closeness and curious about his answer.

Y/n: Yes, because you have something in your head and you have thoughts of your own.- he answers without thinking for two seconds. -It would be easier for me to fake a relationship with someone intelligent like you, than with someone who doesn't even know what an intellectual and casual conversation is; without it being planned.- he comments and I can't help nodding at the reality of the situation.

Eloise: And what happens if we don't fool anyone? - I ask with an exhausted sigh.

Y/n: Lady Whistledown already believes that there is something between us and as my aunt says, if that lady writes about it, the rest of the town comments on it and also thinks about it.- he answers calmly. -We just have to start being seen more together, take walks in the park together and dance only with each other.- he explains part of his plan.

Eloise: And how will we convince my mother, Lady Danbury and your aunt the Queen?- I ask and I see how he remains thoughtful.

Y/n: I could go to your house for tea from now on, show an intense interest on my part towards you and a notorious approach so that they do not suspect.- he plans and I can recreate the plan in my mind.

I can see how the situation can turn out favorable for us and how we can both win if everything works as he has said. But it can also go wrong and someone discover us.

Eloise: Can I think about the proposal for a few days? - I ask a little nervous and insecure.

Y/n: You can think about it for as long as you want. - He nods with a small smile. -But I'm afraid that to ensure a positive ending in case you accept, we have to start acting now and even if in the end you reject the offer, we'll just distance ourselves a bit and that's it.- he raises and I nod, understanding his point of view .

Eloise: Okay.- I nod and he leaves a light squeeze on my hands and then releases them. -I'll think about it these days and I 'll give you an answer as soon as possible.- I assure him and he takes a couple of steps back, picking up his glass from the bench.

Y/n: Great, now let's go back to the dance and hopefully no one has noticed our absence.- he tells me and we both head towards the dance.

Before reaching the end of the maze, he asks me to go first and that he will appear a few minutes later; so as not to arouse suspicion. And that's what happens.

Ten minutes after I have found my brothers, excusing myself for having been in the bathroom and for the long queue, there he was. Prince Y/n approaches us and asks me to dance with him, which I immediately accept with a smile and beginning the most important performance of my life.

From this moment on, in the following days we will have to be the best actors in the world and make all the people believe that there is something between the prince and me.

I just hope that everything goes well and that in the solitude of my room, I can think calmly and weigh all the pros and cons of the proposition Y/n has made me.

I only hope to be able to choose well and not regret it in the future; either close or far from the decision that I have to make in a few days. Because that decision will dictate my life and future from the moment I make my final decision.

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[stedefxckingbonnet]

requests info/intro!

hi, everyone!

i thought i'd take a quick second to introduce myself and to also formally open up requests. i'm already working on a few things, but requests really do always help and feel free to submit them at any point--but, we'll get to all of that in a moment!

my name is lavinia, and i am a uni student studying both theatre (dramaturgy specifically) and creative writing! i love to sing, act, write (obviously haha), read (i am a huge fan of classic literature, as well as donna tartt, mona awad, sally rooney, elif bautman, and ottessa moshfegh's works), go to concerts, go to the movies, style/design clothing, paint, collect records/cds, and so much more! this barely scratches the surface really but, if any of you share these interests, always feel free to reach out!

anyhow, as i said, i will officially be opening requests, and at the moment here is the media and the characters i will write for:

Our Flag Means Death

Izzy Hands (my BELOVED)

Ed Teach

Stede Bonnet

Lucius Spriggs

Jim Jimenez

Oluwande

Mary Bonnet

(more available upon request! these were just sort of my first instincts.)

Gilmore Girls

honestly, i'm pretty open to anything unless it's dean. just request and i'll see what i can do!

Gossip Girl

Blair Waldorf

Serena Van der Woodsen

Dan Humphrey

Nate Archibald

Chuck Bass (like sometimes)

Rufus Humphrey

more available upon request.

The Fosters/The Good Trouble

Callie Adams Foster

Mariana Adams Foster

Brandon Foster

Jamie Hunter

Gael Martinez

Dennis Cooper

Malika Williams

more available upon request.

Select Wes Anderson and Tim Burton characters. just ask!

Enola Holmes

Enola Holmes

Tewkesbury

Sherlock Holmes

Little Women (2019)

Jo March

Amy March

Beth March

Meg March

Laurie

Friedrich Bhaer

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Padmé Amidala

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Leia Organa

Kylo Ren

Finn

Poe Dameron

Ahsoka Tano

more available upon request!

Pride & Prejudice (2005)

Basically me just saying I'll write Mr. Darcy. but more characters available upon request, of course.

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff and Britta I'm a little iffy on but with the right request, maybe. don't hesitate to ask!

The OC

Seth Cohen

Ryan Atwood

Summer Roberts

Marissa Cooper

The Umbrella Academy

Klaus

Viktor

Ben

Five

Diego

Allison

Luther is like, not preferred for me but if you feel strongly about him and have a good request, i’ll consider it but don’t get your hopes up too high!

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Neal Cassidy

August Booth

Jefferson (The Mad Hatter)

Mulan

Ruby Lucas (Red Riding Hood)

Belle French

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow White)

David Nolan (Prince Charming)

Peter Pan

Robin Hood

Any others, feel free to ask! I know I left Mr. Gold (Rumple) off, but that's only because it depends with each request. Also, please specify if you want it to take place in Storybrooke pre or post curse, or in The Enchanted Forest.

Merlin

Merlin

Arthur

Gwen

Morgana

Nimueh

Lancelot

any others, feel free to ask. i am just starting S2, keep that in mind.

i'll just start there for now, as honestly it's been a bit since i've written an x reader and i don't want to overwhelm myself much! but please, feel free to request at any time! I will update this frequently, as I am always either getting into new things or remembering things I already love. I am mostly dedicated to OFMD right now, but you may also leave requests for other fandoms and I will keep them on file, or who knows, perhaps even get to them sooner than you may imagine! Have a wonderful day (or night!), and don't forget to request!

yours truly,

lavinia

me filing through all of your requests (hopefully!)

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[edwinadaily]

I'm genuinely curious about what you and some fans think, as I'm considering writing fanfic about Kate and Edwina's relationship or at least featuring Edwina a bit more. But I have no idea who I should pair Edwina with! I've considered the Prince or Bagwell but I also wonder if she should end up with Lumley? Or even someone completely different (yeah, I've toyed with Eddie/Eloise in a modern AU) I'd love to know your thoughts?

Hi! Thank you so much for your ask! Ahhhh, it’s so exciting that you’re writing a fic about the Sharmas! Please send it to me once it’s finished so I can share it here <3

Personally, I like her the most with prince Friedrich! They have very similar personalities/prospects. Both very familiar and so open about their desire of having children. If you choose them, Edwina would be living in Prussia, but I imagine she'd visit Kate and Mary (or maybe Mary went to Prussia with her, that’s up to you!) in London very often! Especially when Kate gets pregnant, PLEASE!  

Edwina x Eloise is such a cute pairing too!!! Eloise could teach Edwina a lot about feminism at the beginning of their friendship and the could bond over their love for books. You could add a scene in your fic when Edwina talks about her feelings for Eloise with Kate too! I imagine she would be very confused about what she is feeling. 

Mhm, I wouldn’t consider Lumley! I don’t think Edwina was very interested in him and she was only being polite since she trusts Kate’s gut? It’s my opinion, of course! Whoever you choose and makes Edwina happy will be perfect, to be honest! You can also pair her with an oc (played by Dev Patel, please), it would be so interesting <3

Feel free to add/send your suggestions, guys!

#ask

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*Coup d'état : animated concept posters

❝ Dear reader,

The surname, Adair, may sound vaguely familiar to you. For those of you who may need a refresher, the last we heard of the Adair family, they were relocating to the countryside following a string of scandals. Adultery was their most notorious scandal, but it was bankruptcy that sent them packing. Now, after nearly a decade, Verity, the only Adair daughter, has arrived just in time for this season. However, it seems that much has changed for Verity since the last time any of us heard a word from her. The young lady has not only amassed a fortune triple the amount of what her family had ever seen before, but she also managed to gain the favor of the Queen herself. One can only wonder what Miss Adair has been up to all these years. But the real question is, what is Verity after? Attention? Glory? A certain prince? You can leave it to me to uncover the truth. ❞

xoxo —Lady Whistledown

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welcome fairies

requests closed | drafts 89 (ಥ_ಥ)

hiya lovelies ! i’m melody or mellie / melly for short ! or if you like pet names you can totally use those !! <33 :)) please scroll for my masterlist <3

rules :

i will not write anything involving incest, pedophilia or lack of consent. i will also not be accepting any smut / nsfw requests for the foreseeable future.

favourite characters to write :

alucard, freddy, sun, moon, hvitserk, sirius, heinley, my ocs

favourite things to write :

fluff, angst, platonic pairings

characters + fandoms :

if a character / fandom is crossed out, i’m not accepting requests for them at the moment !

i currently don’t accept requests for celebrities, including the actors who play the people on this list. i do occasionally write stuff for them of my own accord however, so check my masterlist <3

american horror story :

incomplete, any pairing

michael langdon, montanna duke, xavier plympton

bridgerton :

complete, any pairing

benedict, prince friedrich

castlevania :

incomplete, platonic only | any pairing

alucard, dracula, sypha, lisa, hector

doctor who :

complete, platonic only

11th doctor, amy pond

dead by daylight :

incomplete, any pairing

yun-jin lee, the trickster (ji-woon hak), felix richter, the nurse (sally smithson), the huntress (anna), the artist (carmina mora)

euphoria :

incomplete, platonic only | any pairing

cassie, jules, nate, fez

five nights at freddy’s : security breach :

complete, platonic only

freddy, sun, moon, chica, roxy, foxy, bonnie

friday night dinner :

complete, platonic only | any pairing

johnny, jackie

house of ashes :

complete, platonic only | any pairing

eric, rachel, joey

love island : the game :

incomplete, romantic only

chelsea, kelly

resident evil :

complete, platonic only | any pairing

leon kennedy, claire redfield, lady dimitrescu, bela dimitrescu, daniela dimitrescu, karl heisenberg, ethan winters, mother miranda

red dead redemption 2 :

incomplete, platonic only

arthur morgan

remarried empress (game) :

incomplete, any pairing

heinley

scream :

complete, romantic only

billy, stu, tatum, sidney

the witcher :

complete, platonic only

geralt, yennefer, jaskier

vikings :

complete, platonic only

hvitserk, ubbe, lagertha, björn, ragnar, rollo

venom :

complete, any pairing

venom, eddie

wizarding world ( harry potter + spin offs ) :

complete, platonic only | any pairing

sirius black (ge only), remus lupin (ge only), queenie goldstein, dumbledore

masterlist :

vikings :

the end of an era ( hvitserk x sister! reader )

drabbles ( miscellaneous ) :

001 ( mostly hvitserk x sister! reader )

bridgerton :

prince friedrich courting you would include

corpse husband :

being corpse husband’s daughter would include part 2

[butterflybuckethat]

🦋 Masterlist 🦋

Hello! Welcome to my blog. I'm trying to get into a regular practice of writing and this has really helped.

🌱 (prompt list) 🌱 (request) 🌱

Bridgerton

Anthony Bridgerton

🐝 Green Dress

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Part VI

🐝 Expectation (requested) - only part 1 is A x R then it's B x R

Part I

Part II

Part III

🐝 Slumber (requested)

Part I

Part II

🐝 Confession (requested)

Part I

Part II

🐝 Lingering (requested)

Part I

Part II

🐝 Sore (requested) 🐝 Priceless (requested) 🐝 Nudge (requested) 🐝 Lemonade (requested) 🐝 Gamble (requested) 🐝 Shots Taken (requested)

Benedict Bridgerton

🦋 Expectation (requested) - it turns B x R after part 1

Part I

Part II

Part III

🦋 Inked

Colin Bridgerton

🦋 Blush 🦋 Sea Glass (requested)

Gregory Bridgerton

🦋 Blotter 🦋 Wildflower (requested)

Michael Stirling

🦋 Starting Over (requested)

Part I

Part II

Prince Friedrich

🦋 Honorific (requested)

Peaky Blinders

Finn Shelby

🦋 The Russian (x OC)

Prologue

Part I

Part II

Thank you all so much for reading, it means a lot. 💙

#masterlist #fanfic

[michael-loves-chickens]

Bridgerton Fic Rec Masterlist

(I reached the max amount of mentions in this post, so mentions will now be found in the comments)

Masterlists

Masterlist @regencyslxt

Masterlist @heloisedaphnebrightmore

Masterlist @shelby-love

Masterlist @just-iimagine

Masterlist @genyaakostyk

Masterlist @writeroutoftime

Masterlist @iliveiloveiwrite

Masterlist @lxncelot

Masterlist @mrsbbridgerton

Masterlist @gryffindors-weasley

Masterlist @ijustwant2write

Masterlist @vintunnavaa

Masterlist @butterflybuckethat

Anthony Bridgerton

Credence @the-decency-of-merciful-lies

How far is too far @writingmyimagination

sham, pride, and illicit affairs. @peeterparkr (series)

Coming home again @misstonybridgerton (Masterlist)

My centerfold @inconsistentwriting

On His Mind @inknopewetrust

Stairs Solve Problems @ladywhistleclown

An old friend @imgoingtofreakoutnow

Anthony Bridgerton having a soft spot for you would include: @libraryoffandomsuniverse

An old friend @imgoingtofreakoutnow

Heart in Chains @hvproductions

xFem!Reader @daydream-hoe

Causing A Fuss @ijustwant2write

False Accusations Part 2 @iwritesiriusly

Everyone Loves A Masked Ball, Don’t They? @for-bebbanburg

Overstep @pinkandblueblurbs

Anthony Request @pinkandblueblurbs

Ignorance is bliss Part 2 @writers-hes

Proud Hearts @vintunnavaa

Priceless @butterflybuckethat

Benedict Bridgerton

Work of art @nelleicrain

Random Benedict imagine @sarahwaris

Short imagine @ladyanthonybridgerton

Being Benedict’s Muse @libraryoffandomsuniverse

Rumors Spiral @inknopewetrust

the art of pining @fqjth

untold truths @daydream-hoe

Disaster bisexuals @queenofthelandandsea

A million heartfelt thanks for your love @hvproductions

missing your smile @musical-shit-show

Secrets @disasterofastory

Kisses of fire @highpriestessrebek

Could have danced all night @musical-shit-show

Altercation Part 2 Part 3 @the-decency-of-merciful-lies

Sensibility @inkwellandcrone

An Artistic Dilemma @ithebookhoarder

An Evening in the Clouds @justdaydreamsandimagines

Lost in Translation @nelleicrain

Of Second Sons and First Loves @starryeyedstories

Colin Bridgerton x reader or oc

Fluff @ladycliffbelle1814

Secrets @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms

Champagne Problems @tricksters-captain

Youthful @magpiencrow

Daphnes Bridgerton

Daphne x fem reader @celebrities-imagines

Eloise Bridgerton

(No works yet)

Bridgerton Sibling

Sibling rivalry @ynbridgerton

Your highness/I’ll be in ruins for you @sumsebien

Prince Friedrich Series @onlymexsarah

Bridgerton Boys

(No works yet)

Simon Basset

(No works yet)

Prince Friedrich

love to hate you @milkbaer

[shelby-love]

♔ MY NAVIGATION ♔

0.5 TYPES OF REQUESTS I WRITE:

One-shots (1k words or more)

Drabbles  (below 1k words)

Headcanons (bullet point fics)

Blurbs (below 500 words)

Imagines (gif + a little blurb, around 500 words)

1.0 RULES:

Request via ask.

Always include what type of request you want me to write.

Specify because specification is very important as it helps me make your request as pleasing as possible, but try not to be too specific as I like the element of surprise.

If you want me to write something from my prompt list (click here): include the name of said character, category of the prompt and the prompt’s respective number (e.g. Jay Halstead, fluff 7). 

1.1 Note: If you don't include what type of request it is that you want me to cook up, I will choose the type myself so don't come at me if you wanted a 2K worded piece of work and instead got an imagine with 200 words!

1.2 Note: Mixing the prompt with a plot line of your own is allowed, just make sure to follow the rules (1-3). 

1.5 THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND:

Unless asked for, I will be writing with the Female!reader in mind (I like to exclude any gender relation and make it so that both genders could read and enjoy).

I respond to asks when the request has been qued to post and released on Ao3.

The maximum number of request you can send is 2. I know there is an option to send them in anonymously, but I really hope you will stick to this rule. Give others a chance to submit their wishes, and don’t make the line too big with by mass requesting (I close requests after I get around 30 requests).

Requests sent during seasons I have not watched or for characters that have yet to make an appearance in the show will not be written (exceptions exist).

I write one-shots but not a whole series unless I can see/want a continuation.

Themed requests (Christmas, Valentine's Day, New Year etc.) can be only sent during that time. I don’t accept Christmas requests during the month of May. The same goes for the rest.

I have every right to delete every request that does not fit within the rules stated above, or I feel uncomfortable writing. Also, it’s important to note that I don’t have inspiration to write every request that’s sent. It’s normal to not have inspiration, and because I prefer quality to quantity, if I see that I don’t have inspiration for a request then I will not write it.

Requests will be deleted if sent while my request box is closed. I won’t answer them as I feel like there is no need. On almost every informative post (+my bio, and if you’re on PC my theme under ‘blog status’) it will say whether the request box is closed or not.

English is not my first language but without digging myself my own grave this early on I want to say that I'm proud of how much I know, given that I never speak English unless in school.

Be nice because only constructive criticism is allowed. If you spot a grammatical error or a paragraph/sentence/word etc. that doesn't make sense, let me know. But be nice!

2.0 THINGS I DON’T WRITE:

LGBTQ+  topics/relationships (because I feel like I wouldn’t do a good job) 

Real people, send only requests for characters in my writing list

Ships or OC, send only reader inserts

NSFW (mature content stories)

Noncon

Dark!fics

Romanticized mental illnesses

S*icide scenes

R*pe scenes

Racism/slurs

2.1 Note: P*dophilia, r*pe, s*icide might be mentioned in my Chicago P.D, Fire, Med shots (or other), but I will never explicitly write about those subjects or write about anything that is about/centered around them.

2.2 Note: Explicitly written smut is a no, I will not write that. Try to refrain from requesting steamy scenes too, as I will only put them in myself were I to deem it necessary for the WIP.

2.5 THINGS I DO WRITE:

Angst

Fluff/ WAFF

Fusion/ Crossover

Daughter/Wife/Sister!Reader

Here is me trying to explain what kind of requests I also take [x]

2.6 Note: It’s hard to list but to make it easier for you guys, I will write about almost anything as long as it’s not on my 2.0 bullet.

3.0 POSTING SCHEDULE:

Posts are usually posted between 01:00 A.M. and 05:00 A.M. CET (Central European Time).

Check schedule to see what's been qued to post.

3.1 Note: This account is NOT my work place. Everything here is written when I have time and I feel like writing. Requests that I find more interesting will most likely be written and qued to post sooner. I advise you to follow my blog, check regularly and sit tight until you see that it's qued. You can always check my navigation page and click on 'schedule'. Or simply click here.

3.2 Note: I am not a doctor nor a firefighter nor a policeman. I research whatever I can before I start writing and sometimes that takes hours. Nothing is 100% accurate (especially for events set in Chicago Med) although I hope it is.

3.5 WRITING LIST:

3.6 Note: Requests are currently OPEN for all fandoms!!!

3.7 Note: Your requests do not have to be strictly romantic (Sibling!Reader or other are also (obviously) allowed).

---More shows and characters will be added through time

✏ TV SHOWS (alphabetical order)

9-1-1 (✓)

Evan Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Bobby Nash

Howard "Chimney" Han

BRIDGERTON (✓)

Simon Basset

Anthony Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

Prince Friedrich

CHICAGO FIRE (S01-S06)

Kelly Severide

Matt Casey

Peter Mills

Jimmy Borelli

Christopher Herrmann

Brian “Otis” Zvonecek

Joe Cruz

CHICAGO PD (S01-SO2)

Antonio Dawson

Adam Ruzek

Kevin Atwater

Jay Halstead

Hank Voight

Alvin Olinsky

CHICAGO MED (✓)

Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead

Ethan Choi

Noah Sexton

Crockett Marcel

James Lanik

DYNASTY (S01-S02)

Blake Carrington

Jeff Colby

Liam Ridley

Michael Culhane

ELITE (✓)

Guzmán Nunier Osuna

Samuel García Domínguez

Christian Varela Expósito

Leopoldo Benavent Villada (Polo)

PEAKY BLINDERS (✓)

Thomas Shelby

Arthur Shelby

John Shelby

Finn Shelby

Ada Shelby

Polly Gray

Alfie Solomons

Michael Gray (I currently cannot stand this dude)

TEEN WOLF (✓)

Scott Mcall

Stiles Stilinski

Isaac Lahey

Liam Dunbar

Derek Hale

THE ORIGINALS (✓)

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Finn Mikaelson

Marcel Gerard

Rebekah Mikaelson

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY (✓)

Number Five

Diego Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (✓)

Stefan Salvatore

Damon Salvatore (hate him)

Alaric Saltzman

Lorenzo St. John

Tyler Lockwood

Matt Donovan

Jeremy Gilbert

Katherine Pierce

Elena Gilbert (hate her even more)

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

THE QUEEN’S GAMBIT (✓)

Benny Watts

Townes

Harry Beltik

THE WITCHER (✓)

Geralt of Rivia

Jaskier

WANDAVISION  (✓)

See under ‘Marvel Universe’.

✏ MOVIES

HARRY POTTER

Oliver Wood

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Draco Malfoy

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Cedric Diggory

The Marauders era

James Potter

Sirius Black

Peter Pettigrew

Remus Lupin

Severus Snape

MARVEL UNIVERSE

Tony Stark / Iron Man

Bruce Banner / Hulk

Thor

Loki

Steve Rogers / Captain America

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton / Hawkeye

Nick Fury

James Rhodes / War Machine / Iron Patriot

Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier / White Wolf

Sam Wilson / Falcon

Vision

Scott Lang / Ant-Man

T'Challa / Black Panther

Peter Parker / Spider-Man

Stephen Strange

Peter Quill / Star-Lord

Pietro Maximoff

TWILIGHT

Edward Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Emmett Cullen

Alice Cullen

Jasper Hale

Rosalie Hale

Alec

Benjamin

Jacob Black

Seth Clearwater

Embry Call

EXPENDABLES

Lee Christmas

Barney Ross

Billy The Kid

Smilee

Mars

Thorn

Hale Caesar

Yin Yang

Toll Road

Gunnar Jensen

Booker

#imagine requests #Chicago pd #Chicago med #Chicago fire #Peaky blinders #Breaking bad #Fanfiction #Imagines #Drabbles #Fluff #elite #Netflix elite #elite imagine #elite fanfiction #rules #guidelines #masterlist

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Current Muse List

I’ll save you all a preamble lmao — as always, feel free to ask about other ocs too but these are my current muses

Aurélia Agreste — Miraculous Ladybug / Batman (x Luka Couffaine) — main muse rn

Aurora Anderson — Glee (x Sebastian Smythe) — main muse rn

Cassia Potter — Harry Potter (x Dimitri Aleksander Volkov)

Nikki Rogers — MCU (x Peter Parker) — main muse rn

Stacey Byers — Stranger Things (x Robin Buckley)

Ivy Knight — Arrow (x Oliver Queen)

Abbie Hudson — Glee (x Sam Evans)

Jacqueline Grant — Gilmore Girls (x Jess Mariano)

Dorothea Bridgerton — Bridgerton (x Prince Friedrich)

Also very much my bridgerton, white collar, gilmore girls, & dc ocs, and, of course, any other ocs are welcome!!  These are just the ones I’ve been feeling the vibe for lately!

And of course yall know crossovers are welcome too!!  

*as always, I’m happy to answer anything from my ask game & prompts tags, but any other questions are more than welcome too!!  

**romantic relationships are obviously welcome but I’m happy to talk about any dynamics!

#muse list

[foreversecrets]

To Gild the Lily Chapter 5

Pairing: Prince Friedrich x OC

Rating: Teen

Madeline was awakened from her slumber by commotions of the Bridgertons moving around in absolute chaos. She’d overslept, something she was known to never do but her dreams though befuddling, were too enticing to leave. Brunette hair and brown eyes had never entered her dreams before but the wispy golden haired blue eyes man her dearest friend was entertaining suddenly was. As Maddy threw on her robe she decided to leave London for the season, she would not be a hindrance upon Daphne’s potential future. Once her friend chose a match, Maddy would return to London and find her. As she made her way to the top of the stairs she looked down upon the herd of the Bridgertons and the man from her dream just moments ago. 

As if Friedrich could sense her presence or gaze he looked up and saw her observing. What must she think of him? Choosing her dearest friend over herself and still coming up short, his heart hurt on her behalf. He harbored no attraction toward the eldest Bridgerton girl but her decision would cause gossip for everyone involved and that was something he shouldn’t sit around and endure. He was a Prince. He would return home and consider returning to London next season, or perhaps he should stick around his home country to find a bride. He dared not hope Madeline would consider him a suitor after he’d turned from her. 

“Your Majesty,” Daphne’s hand mentioned toward the study, breaking the spell of Maddy and the Princes’ gaze. Maddy turned away and headed out of his view and he followed Miss Bridgerton to have a private conversation. For the first time this season, Daphne noticed the exchanged looks between the Prince and her friend. When had Maddy fallen for him? When did they even have a chance to speak between the Prince entertaining her and Creddia Cowper? She may not get everything she’d wanted out of the marriage market but perhaps she could find joy in aiding Madeline.

Madeline retreated to the room the Bridgertons had reserved for her since she was a little girl, Vivven already waiting for her to dress her for the day. Her mind running a mile a minute.

“Am I to assume the Prince’s presence here is to begin the planning of his nuptials?” Maddy asked Vivven as she brushed out her hair. 

“Oh not at all,” Vivven smiled, she’d picked up on her mistresses' attentions. “I presume His Majesty is here to wish Miss Bridgerton well in her marriage to the Duke.”

“The Duke? I’d thought he’d left London?”

“He had but if Lady Whistledown is to be believed, jealousy had thrust the Duke into a proposal.”

“And what of the Prince, has he returned wooing Cressda Cowper then?” Maddy sneered as Vivven brought forth her shoes for the day. 

“I do not know, Miss. Everything seems to be happening quickly.” 

Fully equipped to face the day, Vivven followed behind her mistress as she often did, a knowing glint in her eyes. As they made their move to the kitchens for a late breakfast they crossed paths with Daphne and the Prince exiting the study. 

“Your Majesty,” they both bowed low. 

“Miss Walcot, might I have a word?” The Prince’s hopeful tone struck her but she couldn’t explain why she felt slighted. It was nearly out of her mouth to refuse the Prince but Daphne’s pleasant acceptance on her behalf halted her. 

“Mama could chaperon,” Daphne smiled and sought her mother in the room then motioned her sister from the room, stopping beside Madeline to whisper in her ear. “Perhaps we shall both marry for love this season.”

Then it was just Madeline, Vivven, Lady Bridgerton, and the Prince. Instantly Madeline was on the defense. “I must apologize to Your Majesty, I feel I have failed in my assistance of your pursuit.” 

“There is no need, I had wanted to speak plainly with you,” the Prince seemed nervous for the first time since he’d ventured here for the season. “I find myself having made poor decisions this season but not for the reasons one would think.”

His words became difficult to hear over the thundering of her heartbeat in her ears, she focused harder on his lips in an attempt to comprehend the words he was speaking. But Violet had known this young lady since the day she was born, Madeline was her goddaughter! She knew her very well and seeing her and the Prince together for the first time, she knew the passion slowly brewing between the two was the same love that burned for Daphne and the Duke. The best case scenario had managed to happen through the scandal no one was privy to. Daphne had her Duke, they would wed in a few days time and now it was time to procure Madeline her Prince. 

“What I am trying to convey is I allowed myself to be deterred from my own sentiment by your Lady Whistledown and my own family but I no longer intend to allow outside forces to impede my decisions.”

“Um,” Maddy’s voice cracked, her eyes a little foggy as she tried to think through the closeness of the Prince. “I applaud you.”

The Prince sighed heavily at his lack of a proper explanation or her inability to comprehend what he was trying to convey. “What I mean to say is, I should wish to court you Miss Walcot.”

Even he could now see how panic began to consume her, her chest expanding and receding at an alarming rate, her hands trembled as she fiddled with her fingers, and her eyes were skirting around as if looking for what to say. Had he misread or had she simply not yet acknowledged what he had? She took a step back, retreating and stumbled falling hard on her rear.

“Madeline!” 

Both the Prince and Violet descended upon the suddenly skittish young lady and rose onto her feet before either could reach out and offer her assistance. “I apologize to Your Majesty, I feel unwell.” He reached out to halt her retreat but Lady Bridgerton placed a gentle hand upon his forearm and offered him a sympathetic smile. 

“Much has transpired these past few days, allow Madeline some time Your Majesty.” Violet started. “I hope you will be in attendance this Saturday to celebrate the union of my eldest daughter. Miss Walcot’s father will begin the journey this very day to be in attendance.” 

“I had assumed …” he trailed off.

“Her father is very ill, he remained in the countryside but he would never miss the occasion for a wedding in either of our families.”

“I would very much like to speak with him.”

“I have written to the Earl just this morning, we should expect his arrival within the next few days.”

“Thank you Lady Bridgerton,” he looked to her very much as a man whose heart was being held by someone he was unsure would tend to it as a love should. “I shall take my leave now.”

Violet watched as the Prince retreated and she was torn between going to check upon Maddy or seeking out Daphne for an explanation. Had her daughter know? She’d entered the study to apologize to the Prince and upon their exit, the truth of the matter was revealed to Violet herself. The Prince was besotted with Madeline, and if his countenance was to be believed this was not new. 

#bridgerton #original female character #daphne bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #violet bridgerton #benedict bridgerton #prince friedrich #prince friedrich x oc #slow burn #friends to lovers #lady danbury #love confessions #falling in love #love triangle

[we-are-only-halfway-home93]

Come and Lay the Roses- Prologue- [Ivar x OC]

Summary: Little girls grow up believing they’ll meet their Prince Charming, fall in love, and get married. Aaline was never naive enough to dream like that. She as least thought she would have a choice in who she married. Her father ended up taking that away from her too.

Characters: Ivar x OC, Bjorn x Torvi, Ubbe x Margrethe, Hvitserk x Thora, Sigurd x OC, Ragnar, Lagertha

Warnings: Arranged marriage, language, violence, sex, and torture.  

Word Count: 1895

“It’s not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.” ~Friedrich Nietzsche

Ragnar stared deep into the flames fluttering in the fireplace in his office. A glass of scotch hung, untouched, from his fingers. His eyes were unfocused, deep in thought. He shifted when he heard the door open and the clatter of his sons enter the room. He turned in his chair to face them.

His sons, his beautiful sons, the lights of his life. Björn was his oldest. A man grown with children of his own. Björn was his firstborn son with his first wife Lagertha, a formidable woman that commanded respect and still served as his right-hand advisor.

Together they had two children, Björn, and Gyda, his only daughter. How he loved his daughter. Her light had brought him such happiness and when it was extinguished, he lost something forever. He could still see her hair in the summer wheat of Norway and her eyes in the color of the sea in the winter time. They say that man must love his sons more, but a man can be jealous of his sons, and his daughter can always be the light of his life.

He had twelve years with her and it wasn’t enough. At twelve years old, Gyda started to get sick. She couldn’t sleep at night and she had chills. She often told him and Lagertha that she was tired and then Lagertha told him Gyda was losing weight. It was when she started to get nose bleeds and Björn noticed red spots on her skin that Lagertha took her to the doctors.

Acute lymphocytic leukemia, ALL. Her doctor advised them to begin chemotherapy treatments. He also encouraged them to have Björn tested as siblings had an increased risk of getting ALL. Björn tested negative and the doctors gave them an optimistic outcome.

Something happened though. Gyda got worse, not better. They all tested to see if they were a bone marrow match but none of them were, not even Björn. Gyda was getting sicker and nothing was working. Ragnar was losing hope that his daughter would survive this terrible illness but then one day she appeared to be better. She was cheerier then she had been in months. She was eating again and she was laughing with Björn like she hadn’t been stuck in a hospital for weeks, being poked and prodded every day. She was her old self again.

Lagertha always spent the night with Gyda and she said it was around two in the morning when Gyda flatlined. She called him as soon as the doctors started performing chest compressions and Ragnar was quick to wake Floki and have him stay with Björn. It was too late by the time Ragnar got to the hospital.

Lagertha was sitting outside, clutching her hands to her chest. She told him between sobs that doctors worked on Gyda for nearly twenty minutes but they could never get a heartbeat.   

No amount of time with his children would ever be enough. It was worse than death, outliving your children.

He and Lagertha tried for several months to get back to each other. Gyda’s death tore at them both but there was still love between them. Their love and Björn. Gyda’s death left a hole in their family and in their hearts. One they all tried to fill.

Björn began learning how to kickbox. It became his great passion, something that allowed him to vent his frustrations.

Lagertha began volunteering. She went to soup kitchens and homeless shelters, finding Gyda’s face in every person she helped.                    

Ragnar found Aslaug. She was the daughter of a long-dead war hero. Her father Sigurd had died in the Bay of Pigs invasion when she was young and she quickly found a home with her uncle. Her uncle was an Earl of The Northmen, the organization that controlled a large portion of the shipping in the state. When they met, Ragnar was Earl of Kattegat, a chapter of The Northmen, visiting Götaland to form an alliance with the Earl there Jarl Borg.

Aslaug lived in the area with her uncle and she enchanted Ragnar as soon as he saw her. She was as clever as she was beautiful and Ragnar found a freshness in her that he hadn’t seen since before Gyda died. It was easy for him to fall under Aslaug’s sway. She was easy to love.

They spent a few nights together in Götaland and Ragnar thought it would be easy to forget about their time together. Lagertha welcomed him home with open arms and Björn was smiling more. They were learning to live again.

Seven months passed without a word from Aslaug. The alliance between Jarl Borg was shaky but Ragnar was hopeful. When a small caravan arrived one-morning carrying Aslaug and her retinue, Ragnar was apprehensive. He welcomed her with open arms but froze at the sight of her swollen belly.

Aslaug was pleasant to Lagertha and Björn, never showing an ounce of dislike or hatred. Lagertha looked at her with suspicious eyes and bit her tongue as she watched Ragnar and Aslaug together. It wasn’t until they were in the comfort of their own room that she accused him. “Did you have sex with her?”

Ragnar couldn’t avoid the question so he didn’t. “Yes.” She threw a pillow at him. He dodged it easily. “How many times?” She asked. Her voice was thick with anger and tears. They had been married for nearly twenty years. He knew his wife well. “I don’t remember.” He said. She screamed a high, broken, roar that he felt in his bones.

She took her things to the guest room and stayed there for the night. Later they discussed the implications of Aslaug’s pregnancy. “If it’s yours, I’m leaving you.” She whispered across the narrow space between them. Ragnar looked up and watched many emotions cross her face. Fear, anger, sadness, vulnerability, but the one that broke his heart was the pain he saw there. He had not seen that look since their daughter died and he was the one who put it there now. He hung his head and only cried when she left the room.

Aslaug gave birth to a healthy baby boy and a DNA test was ordered immediately. Three days later, Lagertha left him. Björn chose to go with his mother and Ragnar was left with a new son, an old lover, and divorce papers.

He grew to love Aslaug. She bore him four beautiful sons that made him into the father he is now.

Ubbe was first. He had such passion for life and adventure. His passion extended into all cultures and ideas. He was the only one of his sons to study abroad in school and he traveled the world. He explored different countries and studied different religions all for the sake of learning and knowledge.

Hvitserk was his third son and the second with Aslaug. Ragnar often thought that Hvitserk was lost in the world. Never really finding his place amongst his brothers. He was closest with Ivar and Ubbe but enjoyed quality time with all his brothers.

Sigurd was his third son with Aslaug and fourth overall. Sigurd kept himself apart from his brother’s. He resented his younger brother, Ivar because of his disability. Aslaug spent an inordinate amount of time with Ivar, fearing for his health and safety and, as a result, neglecting her other children.

It wasn’t Sigurd’s fault any more than it was Ivar’s. Aslaug was not a perfect mother but she did her best. Ragnar couldn’t say much either. He was emotionally absent through most is his sons’ childhood and left Aslaug to attend to the boys. He spent nearly two decades traveling for The Northmen and left Aslaug at home with the boys for most of those years.

Ivar was the last son gifted to Ragnar and he was the most difficult. Ivar the Boneless, he was called. Ragnar gifted him with the moniker after doctors told them he had DDH, Developmental Dysplasia of the Hip. Through most of his childhood, Aslaug insisted he not walk for fear of hurting himself.

Throughout his early years he would haul himself around on his hands, building impeccable upper body strength at an early age. After doctor’s assured Ragnar and Aslaug that Ivar could walk, Ragnar took him to physical therapy.

When he was a teenager, he started complaining of pains in his hips and Aslaug took him back to the doctor claiming his DDH came back. As it turned out he just had Inflammatory Arthritis of the Hip. Aslaug nearly insisted that Ivar remain bed ridden but Ragnar took a rare step in his son’s care and overruled her. Daily doses of regulated painkillers and physical therapy kept the worst pain at bay.

Although Ivar maintained a noticeable limp into his adulthood, he turned into a frightening young man.

And he was frightening in every sense of the word. It wasn’t just his ability to walk that grew with him. His aggression and savagery grew as well. He was close to Ragnar’s best friend Floki and Floki’s hatred for the Saxon organization was quickly transferred to Ivar. Ivar made it a point to rid the world of the Saxon organization as if it was his personal mission. Ivar’s cruelty extended beyond just Saxon’s. He was cruel to those he claimed to love, using his brother’s humanity against them at every turn.

Ragnar loved his youngest son and he knew that his behavior was a result of Aslaug’s coddling and Ivar’s own insecurities. When Ivar was a boy, Ragnar told him that everyone would always underestimate him. Not only that, but people ridiculed Ivar for his disability. Less so now than when he was younger but scars of childhood never truly left him. He carried those words with him. Cripple, lame, disabled, lesser, inferior. He wore them as a shield.

Ivar’s cruelty was a defense he used to keep people from hurting him and it worked, but it also kept people from loving him. Ragnar hoped to change that.

Nearly twenty years after she bore him his last son, Aslaug was taken from them. The coroner said it was an accident, these things happen, but Ragnar didn’t believe him. A bullet to her heart with her back turned was not an accident.

Ragnar and his brother Rollo spent the better part of a year tracking down the individual responsible. In the end, it turned out to be a rogue soldier for the Saxon army. A warrior who wanted to prove himself to his kings. Ecbert and Aelle didn’t claim him and assured Ragnar that he could do what he wanted with no retribution from either one of them.

Ragnar did but the relationship between the Northmen and the Saxon organizations had never been the same. Neither had Ragnar’s sons.

He gazed at them now. Björn, standing proud and tall in front of his father. Ubbe standing beside him. Hvitserk and Sigurd quickly helped themselves to Ragnar’s liquor shelf. Ivar was the only one missing.

Ivar was the purpose of this meeting. Ragnar had recently made a deal with a powerful man and Ivar was the lynchpin.

He stood from his desk and faced his four oldest sons. “Shall we begin then.”

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[foreversecrets]

To Gild the Lily Chapter 4

Pairing: Prince Friedrich x OC

Rating: Teen

As quickly as it was announced Daphne would marry Lord Berbrooke, it was just as quickly dissolved when Whistledown ran him out of town. Daphne’s new availability paired with the desirability the Duke courting her provided had Madeline’s callers dwindling. She should have been envious of such a factor but she could never bring herself to harbor ill emotions towards her dearest friend. Especially not when she herself had provided the Prince sage advice in wooing her friend. Not that she’d found herself leaning towards another caller, in fact she found herself confused and distraught when that very night she came to a harsh realization.

As Daff spun round and round in another dance, her gaze had shifted to the man whom she thought herself besotted. But as she walked towards the Bridgerton bunch she caught herself in a mirror, the way she looked at Benedict was not the way her mother had looked at her father nor was it the way Violet had looked at her later husband. No, she looked at Benedict Bridgerton the way Daphne looked upon him. A love for sure, but not the type of love one shared for a life partner, no it was the love one harbored for those who’d endured much by one anothers side. She wanted to cry out, whatever would she do now? Marry Lord Baxter? She’d not been brave enough to seek out Benedict but she thought he’d eventually see her and now she felt like she’d never have love or happiness. But instead of crying, she found herself relieved. As if now she could truly begin her search for a husband.

It was also at this particular ball that Daff finally seemed to encourage the Prince’s pursuit of her. This made Maddy’s stomach twist uncomfortably though she knew not why. Her eyes found themselves glued to the Prince’s hand placement, convinced she was worried about her friend's honor but even that did not seem right.

“Maddy shall I occupy you in a dance?”

She was unable to offer a reply before Anthony pulled her on to the floor, his first dance of the season. Typically he avoided it like the plague, not wanting to incur the eager mama’s attention. Anthony would provide her the respite she needed to collect herself and attempt to converse with suitors once again.

“Are you unwell?”

“What?” fell from her lips.

“You are out of sorts,” without realizing it her eyes sought out Daff and the Prince, Anthony’s following quickly after. “No, Maddy.” he groaned.

“Have I done something wrong?” she inquired in desperation, fear of being ostracized by the Bridgertons terrified her more than her becoming an old spinster.

“You should not covet Daphne’s suitors, no man is worth tarnishing your friendship.”

“I do not desire His Majesty, I have spoken but once to him.”

Anthony didn’t persist but he knew what he’d seen in his surrogate sisters eyes. “And how are your prospects?”

“Lord Baxter is-”

“No.”

“You did not let me finish,” she laughed, finally feeling at ease.

“Lord Baxter is not a suitable match for you, you will not be happy with him.”

“He is the only one of my suitors who is not after the dowry, he is cordial and kind.”

“He cannot love you the way you desire or deserve.”

“Impart upon me what I should then do?” The song ended, the two parted and walked together to the refreshment tables. “Your mother knows, therefore I assume you have been apprised of my father’s failing health. What should become of me if I do not wed before I lose him?”

“We should take care of-”

“I will be without a title, without a dowry until some distant cousin sorts my fathers affairs and there is no guarantee my dowry would remain intact.”

“These are concerns-”

“There you are,” Violet’s always pleasant voice reached them before she did. “Lord Hardy was looking for you dearest.”

Maddy nodded kindly, using the knowledge to part from the every grating eyes of Anthony. Though she never did find Lord Hardy, she was stopped on her way out on the balcony by the Prince. He smiled as she respectfully bowed and put an arm out to usher her outside, following behind her. Several other pairs, mothers and fathers were on the balcony but it was less overcrowded than the ballroom.

“I should thank you for your assistance, Miss Bridgerton seems receptive to my attention.” he started as they walked, watching her out of the corner of his eye. Was he hoping for some sort of reaction from her? Maddy found herself annoyed by the prospect, an evil thought to provide him false information stirred within her mind.

“Daphne is easy to converse with and has a closeness to her family, one she wishes to honor by expanding.”

“And how many children should you want?” he kept his voice level but he was completely enthralled with her response. His aunt wished him to marry the Diamond of the season, he understood why: Daphne was appealing to gaze upon, she was well composed and educated, her demeanor alluring. But it was the seasons Lily that he found himself curious about, Tante had told him little of the woman apart from utilizing her as a stepping stone towards her friend.

“I am not ambitious enough to think I could out number the Bridgerton siblings,” she giggled and not in the way the maidens were trained to do so, it was genuine amusement. “But I should like a few to be sure, I am an only child. I was blessed to grow beside the Bridgertons who treated me as family but I wish for my children to have someone with whom to play and grow together.”

“I too am an only child but had a bounty of cousins to fill those childlike endeavors.” He smiled warmly, turning to face her and halt their journey.

“She compliments you well, Your Majesty.” Did she sound bitter? His heartbeat was more noticeable at her tone, did she want to bring envy out of her? “Daphne is a most gracious dancer, I find myself barely able to survive without crushing my partners toes.”

“Perhaps you need more practice.”

“Practice,” she snorted. It sounds much like Daphne’s upon his first encounter but coming from Maddy he found his smile genuine. “Your grace, I apologize-”

“There is no need, I found your amusement charming.”

Her expression softened for the first time since he’d met her, “The Viscount has told me on ample occasions to receive such laughter and that no amount of practice will correct two left feet.”

“A better instructor seems to be in order, though I can say in earnest, the Viscount does not seem to be the best guide in the manner.”

“Be careful Your Grace Anthony Bridgerton is not known to take harsh criticism well.”

Her bright white teeth showed, reeling him in. Her attention strayed to the other basking in the moonlight and he found himself dismayed that her gaze had left him. Looking back into the ballroom he took note of his aunt and Miss. Bridgerton speaking with smiles. His aunt had chosen Daphne Bridgerton as his match and he understood why, but standing out in the evening glow with Madeline Walcot he wished she had been named the Diamond. Things would be easier, different. He would not be settling for the lukewarm connection Miss Bridgerton offered him, he would be free to indulge in the way this young lady had his heart beating.

“I should return to Miss Bridgerton,” nothing had hurt him in such a visceral way when Miss Walcot's smile dropped into a frown and her searching, nay, her pleading eyes turned on him. She may not know it yet but she was just as enraptured with him as he was with her. His heart told him to reach out and offer her comfort but his mind and duty told him to retreat as quickly as possible.

“Of course Your Highness, I apologize for keeping you.”

It was on the tip of his tongue to reassure her but she was slipping away from him too fast, too far. It was too much when she looked back at him wearing the falsest smile he ever seen and a glossiness in her eyes. He couldn’t help feeling as though he was the cause of her grief, he wanted to wrap her up in his arms but instead he found himself reentering the ballroom to ask for Daphne Bridgerton’s hand.

Even as he spun around in a dance with the Diamond, speaking the practiced words his aunt had schooled him, he found himself seeking her out in the observers. He found her amongst the herd of Bridgertons the matriarch gently touching her forehead while the second eldest wrapped Maddy’s arm with his own and began leading her from the building accompanied by his mother. A terrifying realization fell upon his heart, even when he was wed he would not be freed of her. She was his intended dearest friend, that connection was built on a strong foundation that would keep her in his life. He’d live everyday with a woman he hoped he could call friend but nothing more while he watched a woman he could have more one day wed another and grow her own family without him.

His heart said to chase after Madeline Walcot but everything else led him to proposing to Daphne Bridgerton.

Or trying to. For the second time this evening he found a beautiful young lady running away from him in distress.

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[foreversecrets]

To Gild the Lily Chapter 2

Paring: Prince Friedrich x OC

Rating: Teen

“The Diamond of the First Water and the Gilded Lily, what a pairing we are in the eyes of Lady Whistledown,” Madeline remarked as she handed the pamphlet back to Eloise and took a seat beside Daphne in the drawing room.

“Lady Whistledown does not know you as I do,” Daphne took Madeline’s hands and gave her a reassuring smile. “You are not the emotionless lady she makes you out to be.”

“She’s right about you though, you will be the most sought after young lady at this evening's ball.”

As the two discussed their thoughts and expectations for the Danbury Ball as Daphne’s siblings filtered in and out of the room. When the conversation shifts to dancing, Daphne watches her friend's shoulders stoop in worry. Madeline had excelled in her studies, was a brilliant poet but struggled with dancing, though they tried to help her Madeline had stepped on many toes.

“Perhaps we should practice?” Daphne offered. Her timing lined up with the appearance of Colin. He’d come in to look for Benedict who was lounging nearby. “Colin, Benedict, would you please assist us?”

“In what?” Colin asked.

Looking at the ground in shame, Madeline responded, “Dancing, I am worried my clumsy performance may hinder my chances.”

The brothers moved to the women, Colin taking Daphne’s hand and Benedict taking Madeline’s. Madeline let him lead, trying not to look down at her feet but fear of stubbing her partners toes worried her. It was at her fourth glance down that one of Benedict’s hands moved beneath her chin and urged her to look at him.

“You are much improved but you cannot cast your gaze to the floor.”

“What if I lose my footing?”

“You won’t.”

“You cannot know that.”

“We have been practicing for years, you haven’t lost your footing in months.” When his reassurances did nothing for her, he sighed. “Would it help if I offered to be your first dance at tonight's ball?”

“You need not-”

“You are dear friend, I shall aid in any way I may.”

“Thank you Benedict.”

They continued to dance around, the four of them engaging in conversation, all trying to distract Madeline from her worries. It wasn’t long until they were all laughing and the dancing stopped in favor of continuing the amusing anecdotes. Violet Bridgerton entered the drawing room sometime later, flanked by Rose Nolan, Daphne’s lady’s maid and Viven.

“Ladies, it is time we prepare for the evening,” Violet ushered the two to follow. “Madeline, I had Vivven bring your things, you shall prepare in the guest room.”

“Thank you Violet, your kindness never ceases to warm my heart.” Madeline cast a true smile to the women and Vivven led the way.

A dress of deep, royal blue hung ready for her in the room. She also noticed her nightgown had been retrieved and knew she’d be spending the evening here instead of her family home. Vivven undressed her quickly and began tightening her corset to better suit the ball gown. She could feel the material scratching into her back and dreaded to think she may have a few cuts or sore later. The dress was dark, adding an exaggeration to her hair and forcing her normally blue eyes to shift into an almost gray color. The shoes a compliment but comfortable for dancing, Vivven had long ago determined the best style suited for comfort and display. Vivven left Madeline hair down but placed various pins and gems throughout the soft curls. The jewels she wore were simple and colorless to offset the color already present.

“You look beautiful my Lady.”

“Thank you Vivven, as always your work is unmatched.”

Vivven smiled wide, Madeline and her were close, not as close as Madeline was with the Bridgertons. But there was a connection and respect for one another, Vivven couldn’t have been more relieved to meet her mistress. She could have had it far worse, but the Walcot’s had been nothing but kind to her since day one and it only became more sincere as time passed.

Daphne entered the ballroom with her family, but Madeline entered alone. Violet had offered to send her sons with her as an escort but seeing the protective mode Anthony had turned on she thought herself better suited alone. The band was already playing loud music, young ladies already seeking out and cornering men, couples dancing the night away. As she made her way into the crowd she saw a few men notice her and change route, one barely being cut off by Benedict emerging hand out.

“Miss Walcot, I believe you promised me a dance.”

“Of course, Mr. Bridgerton.”

She let Benedict pull her to the dance floor but kept her eyes moving around to those looking at her. She was trying to gauge if they watched her in interest or something else to best decide who’s offer at a next dance best suited her.

“You know, it’s impolite to be scouting out other suitors while dancing with one.”

“But you're not a real suitor,” she teased. “You're more of an older brother.”

“And as such, I have made it my personal responsibility to protect you as an older brother should.”

“Did your mother put you up to that?” The smile he tried to hide was answer enough. “I assume that is why my night attire was relocated to your family home?”

“You can’t receive calls unchaperoned.”

“The staff-”

“Proper chaperons.”

“And how shall my callers know where to find me?”

“You need not worry, I shall handle it.”

“Are you to find me a husband as well?”

“If you are needing assistance.”

As their dance was concluded, Madeline was pulled into dance after dance with gentlemen who made little to no impact on her. The conversations were lacking, the chemistry non-existent, and their sights intently set on her sizable dowery. Finally managing to break free from the gentlemen to catch her breath, she ran into Penelope Featherington at the refreshments table.

“Pen, I have not yet seen you on the dancefloor.”

“And this is the first I have seen you off it,” Penelope gave her a forced smile. The two weren’t close but Madeline had always been kind, especially once she discovered the two had something in common.

“Perhaps you should ask Colin to dance?” Madeline whispered. Penelope looked at Madeline in surprise and fear. “Your secret is safe with me, but I confess my urging is selfish.”

“It is?”

“I hope your bravery in your pursuits,” Madeline began masking names when she saw Cressida Cowper nearby, should she overhear she didn’t want her to have any viable information. “Will help me with mine,” she clarified. “the one before him.”

“Truly?”

“Since I was a girl.”

“May I ask how you learned of my …” Penelope stopped.

“The way you look at him in secret, it is very much the look my mother used to give my father when he wasn’t paying her any mind.”

“I must be more discreet.”

“Or more open, but either you choose, I shall remain silent and secretly route for you.”

“Thank you Madeline.”

Madeline grabbed a glass and retreated to the open terrace for some fresh air. The moon was full in all its beauty, and the soft music from the hall drifted out to her. It brought her a sense of peace and then her mind wandered. Her and Daphne shared a desire to be mothers but how many children did she want? Would I look more like their father or more like her?

“Miss. Walcot what are you doing out here?” Madeline turned to see Lady Danbury approaching.

“Needed some fresh air.”

“Yes I noticed you had quite the line of men vying for your attention this evening.”

“Tis strange, I had thought it would be Daphne everyone wanted after the article.”

“And now Miss Marina Thompson has caused quite the stir.”

“But something tells me you aren’t here about the competition of the marriage market.”

Lady Danbury gave a rueful smile, “Your instincts are correct, I came to see how you are fairing. Managing the season on your own must be difficult.”

“You’re wondering why my father is not here,” Madeline said with a smile. “I’ve told everyone he is quite busy with his duties.”

“But you and I both know that is not the truth.”

Lady Danbury watched as Madeline’s smile fell and her eyes became glossy. Taking a deep breath she centered herself, forcing the unshed tears away but when she spoke her voice was thick with them. “He is ill, which is why I must marry this season.”

“My dear girl,” Lady Danbury moved closer, to offer a supportive embrace should she need it.

“No one knows, not even the Bridgertons. Father doesn’t want anyone to know but you can see it, he looks far older than he should and he is often tired.”

“And have you? Found a potential husband.”

“No, and I worry I will not.”

“Madeline!” the voice of Violet broke the conversation, Madeline quickly plastered a smile on her face as Violet approached. “We are retiring for the evening.”

“Thank you, Lady Danbury for the wonderful evening.” Madeline bowed and followed Violet to the carriages. The secret she’d shared with Lady Danbury weighed less on her heart now that she’d been able to speak a little on it. And though Lady Danbury enjoyed gossip, she knew when certain secrets needed to remain as such.

The following morning, Daphne had woken her early with an eagerness Madeleine couldn’t muster. As they prepared to receive callers, Daphne tried to pry out Madeline’s anxiety but Madeline kept the conversation solely focused on the potential suitors and Daphne’s prospects. Sitting in the drawing room, both women were surprised when no callers showed.

“Did we perhaps offend anyone?” Madeline asked, confused.

“You were quite popular last night according to Whistledown, I don’t imagine the gentlemen would ignore you,” Eloise popped up reading from the gossip column.

“But Daphne is the diamond of the season-”

“And Anthony was scaring away anyone who deemed to speak to me.”

“Their fear of him is keeping the hall empty.” Madeline concluded. “Perhaps I should return to my family home.”

Madeline felt guilty abandoning Daphne when she was clearly upset with the turn of events but she needed to think of herself at the moment. Daphne would forgive her soon enough.

Arriving at her home, she’d been correct, she did have callers waiting for her. She apologized profusely to them all and invited them into her drawing room, the staff all following to act as chaperons. She took her time engaging all in conversation and it quickly became noticeable that half were here for the price tag on her and the other half here for the gossip of courting her. She tried to keep an open mind because she was technically using them as well.

As the morning drew to an end, she had found one man who she thought she could befriend and be content to be his wife. Lord Baxter, he was a third son of a Baron. Not as high in the instep as she had wanted but he made her laugh and she felt comfortable. If she were to marry him, she’d have to do it soon though, before her father’s illness made it impossible for him to teach Lord Baxter everything he’d need to know to be an Earl.

She looked up mid conversation with the Earl and realized he was the only caller remaining. She’d managed to speak with everyone briefly but perhaps her additional time given to Baxter had dissuaded the other men. Either way, she determined she could be content with a life as his wife but she wasn’t going to throw all her eggs in one basket.

#bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #violet bridgerton #daphne bridgerton #benedict bridgerton #prince friedrich #prince friedrich x oc

[foreversecrets]

To Gild the Lily Chapter 1

Pairing: Prince Friedrich x OC

Rating: Teen

Summary: Daphne Bridgerton was the dearest friend of Madeline Walcot. Thought Daphne had ultimately choosen the Duke of the Prince, that did not give Madeline leave to prusue the Prince in her mind. Though she'd grown to see her childish thoughts of love for Benedict Bridgerton were that of platonic love she now new the feelings she felt for the Prince were romantic love. He was just out of reach but was that true or just her own mind?

Madeline Walcot was the only child of Earl Felix Walcot and his beloved wife Countess Arabella Walcot. She’d been a welcome gift to a household full of compassion and love growing to become the most cherished treasure of her parents. Despite being an only child she never felt like she was one, her mothers dearest friend was the Viscountess Birdgerton in turn her father grew fond of the family and the Viscount himself. Their summer homes only an hour ride apart and their London abodes even closer, the two families grew up together and close. Her and Daphne were only a few months apart so they developed together, learning and growing into young ladies and forging a friendship as strong as their mothers.

When she was eight years old the unthinkable happened. The love her parents shared manifested in another pregnancy, one everyone was overjoyed for and anticipated greatly. Only Madeline never received a sibling, instead she lost a mother. She’d never felt pain like this in all her life, her parents had done their best to protect her from all the negatives of the world and left her completely unprepared to handle such a loss. The Bridgertons and Walcots alike mourned together, it was with this devastating event Madeline began to see the world differently. More specifically she began seeing one of the Bridgerton boys differently.

It had been Benedict who’s found her hiding away from the crowds, trying now to let the tears fall. She’d isolated herself on the outskirts of her fathers estate, hidden in the shadows of the trees. He’d had no words to offer her to ease the ache in her heart so he’d held her in a firm, unwavering embrace. Allowing her the release she needed, without her having to worry about the masses and gossip. When she’d cried her fill and exhausted herself, he stealthily guided her back into the estate, depositing her on her ladies maid and returned to his family. Despite her heartsore, Madeline developed an affection for Benedict after that day that only grew as he continued to inquiry upon her, took her mind away from the loss or simply allowed her to be weak in his arms.

When the Bridgertons lost their father, she tried to offer him the same favor but his composure remained firmly in place at all times. She knew how he must suffer but he insisted on moving past the pain as she had. Instead she was there for Daphne, their bond now strengthened over a loss they both knew well. Many nights the two snuck out and laid beneath the stars together thinking of all the things their prospective parents would miss out on now until one day the crushing agony of loss dwindled to a dull ache and the two came into woman hood, ready to make their own families.

Madeline sat at the vanity preparing for her coming out while her lady’s maid, Vivven Cotter brushed her hair. Madeline’s long raven hair had been her shroud to hide herself away from attention for years, but now it was pulled up into a romantic tuck to reveal her cold blue eyes and delicate freckles. Her father had teased her when the freckle appeared, telling her each freckle was a kiss her mothers memory was laying upon her soul. She was convinced he’d only said that to ward off her insecurities, but it had worked, she adored each and everyone. As Vivven worked on perfecting Madeline’s appearance, the lady reread her fathers letter. With no mother to sponsor her coming out, her father had promised he’d take on the role but now that the time had come, he was overwhelmed with responsibility and had sent word he’d be unable to attend.

“My Lady, it is time,” Vivven pulled her from her disappointment. “You look beautiful, your father would approve.” Vivven smiled and placed comforting hands on either of her shoulders.

Violet Bridgerton had offered to sponsor Madeline this season but Madeline knew Violet, despite her good intentions she’d be far too busy to sponsor the two girls. Madeline had tried to dissuade her, Violet was most insistent . She’d even become teary-eyed as she’d spoken, “ If Arabella learned I left her daughter alone for such important events she’d never forgive me.” Madeline could do nothing but accept.

As she approached the Bridgerton carriage, Benedict greeted her with a smile and a hand to assist her. “You look lovely.”

“Thank you Benedict,” how she managed not to blush was beyond her.

He helped her into the carriage where Violet and Daphne were waiting for her with wide smiles and exclamations of how mature she looked. Madeline sat beside Daphne, thanking Violet for the millionth time and praised Daphne on her appearance as well. As the carriage trotted onward to the palace, Daphne wrapped her arm around Madeline’s trying to ease both of them. They had spoken of this day many times, the both of them in agreement about what they wanted. They both wanted a true love match, one to rival the love they’d seen in each set of their parents growing up.

Only Daphne didn’t have as much pressure as Madeline was facing. As the only child of the Earl, she knew she had a strict list of requirements for her own suitor, though if her father ever found out he’d laugh assuring her none of the things mattered.

He must not be a first born son. A first born inherited their fathers title and estates, she needed a husband to inherit her father’s titles otherwise everything would pass to a distant cousin who didn’t share her surname.

He must come from a family of close rank to her own. He’d have many responsibilities when he became the next Earl and she needed someone who’d be trained to handle them.

He must be kind to her, if she could not have love she at the very least wanted a friend she could trust.

Finally, he must be willing to have children, regardless of his affections towards herself.

When she’d told Daphne of her list, Daphne had reminded her that she deserved love just as much as the next young lady. Daphne thought her foolish but there were many Bridgertons, their line wasn’t in danger. Then again her father would have agreed with Daphne despite his own worry over the matter.

The carriage came to a stop in front of the palace and all the feelings of it hit her full force. She suddenly felt like was suffocating, her corset was too tight or her standards she was setting for herself. As she was helped from the carriage, Benedict clocked her silent panic attack rising, like the ones he’d seen before. He gently moved her away while Anthony assisted his mother and sister from the carriage.

“Everything will be alright, you will go before the Queen and nothing will change. At your first ball tomorrow you will take the breath of every man in attendance and if they dare not notice you, I will ensure they do.”

‘Don’t cry, don’t tell him how you feel.’ Madeline thought as she slowed her breathing to calm her nerves. “Thank you Benedict.”

“Now go, impress them.”

At his urging she followed the other women inside, the Bridgerton name was higher chronologically therefore Daphne was presented far earlier than herself giving Violet plenty of time to return to Madeline and give her the supportive embrace and pep talk before her debut. She heard the whispers throughout the hall as she waited for how well Daphne had done.

She smiled up at Violet, “She did well?”

“The Queen was quite taken with her, as she will be with you.”

Madeline had no time to tell Violet she didn’t need the Queen's approval because she was herded before the double doors. Nerves began to rise again and she steadied her thoughts thinking of what Benedict had said and nodded to the doorman.

“Lady Madeline Walcot presented by Lady Bridgerton!”

The doors opened and Madeline kept her face forward, her steps slow but sure as she made her way to slowly kneel before the Queen herself. She did not look up, just remained in that position until she was permitted to retreat by the monarch.

“Two promising young ladies this season, Lady Bridgerton?” the Queen asked. The break of silence made her want to stand but she remained as she was.

“Miss Walcot is the daughter of a dear friend, we lost her mother some years ago.”

“Two friends in the marriage market will make for an exciting season I should think.”

With that the Queen dismissed them but kept her eyes on Madeline while they retreated. Confused as they made it to safety she turned to Violet looking for understanding and assurance. “Was that approval?”

“I can’t pretend to know the Queen’s mind, but I do know you are a wonderful woman and will we find you your perfect match.” Violet promised with a gentle kiss to her forehead.

A moment later the rest of the Bridgertons gathered and attention shifted to the both of them. Daphne excitedly boasted of the Queen’s words and the impression she’d made upon the ton before inquiring on her debut as they began the journey back to the carriages. She looked to Benedict then who offered her a proud smile, as if she’d accomplished something grand.

“While they may believe you are the diamond of the season, I have gathered their curiosity. Let us hope it will not result in scandal. I hate to see Lady Whistledown tarnish my name.”

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