#Bridgeton themed fic

[elysianightsss]

I BURN FOR YOU | PART ONE

Simon’s heavy footsteps echo in your ears, the floor boards of the church creaking as he walked. At least he was courteous enough to help you into the carriage, you thought as you grabbed onto his large glove covered outstretched hand letting him guide you inside before getting in himself and sitting on the plump cushion seating opposite you.

The footman closed the door just as your families came out to throw flower petals and wave you off. The sight of them so happy made you more glum than this whole day had.

“Well that was a dreadfully boring ceremony.” Simon quipped, leaning his head back as the carriage started moving. Your gaze did not move from your parents, their smiles made you grimace.

“It’s rather sad that I couldn’t be entertained at my own wedding. Wouldn’t you agree wife?” The man across from you had almost snarled out the word wife.

You simply roll your eyes at him, something he does not take kindly to.

“If I had been in the country when this was all being arranged, I could’ve stopped this from ever happening in the first place. I wouldn’t be shackled down in this ridiculous sham of a marriage!” He snaps, the scar on his chin that goes right through his lips and stops at his Cupids bow, moves with each word he spits your way, fire in his eyes as he does so.

“Trust me the feelings mutual.” You scoff, snapping back at him.

“Oh, I’m well aware wife. I could tell as much as soon as I lifted your veil and saw the scowl on your face.” He chuckles with no humour, it’s dark and unnerving causing you to shift in your seat. “How fortunate I am to have such a beautiful bride” The sarcasm drips from his lips in a way that makes your blood boil but you manage to bite your tongue even if he seems unable to.

“Even when he’s dead, my bastard father still finds ways to meddle in my life. Arranging a marriage behind my back, of all things.” The leather of his gloves squeak when his fists tighten in anger.

“Well, it’s no matter. As long as we pretend for the next three months, we shall be free to live our lives separately once the London Season ends, per our families’ agreement. It should not be too difficult to accomplish such a task, will it wife?” Simon raises an eyebrow but yet somehow manages to keep the scowl on his face.

“No. Husband.” You say through gritted teeth.

He is thankfully silent for the next half an hour, and again he does help you out of the carriage when you arrive outside the manor that is now your home. You gaze up at the structure with awe, it was much bigger than your old home though your father was a Baron and Simon was a Duke.

“I’m leaving the grand tour of the estate to the housekeeper. Oh and do try to remember where everything is, I won’t be walking you to your bedroom each night, wife.” He says briskly as he walks passed you and ascends the stairs.

He pauses, snapping his fingers like he’s forgotten something before shooting over his shoulder at you, “Sleep well, dear wife. I do so look forward to seeing what excitement our marriage brings. I’ll see you bright and early for breakfast tomorrow!” He hollers back at you and so swiftly disappears inside.

“Not on your life.” You mumble to yourself, scoffing at his audacity. “What an insensitive, intolerable arse.” You sigh sitting down on the steps of your new home. You gaze out at the beautiful gardens. The night sky full of stars and a chill had set in, a sign that winter wasn’t far away.

“Excuse me Your Grace.” Looking up from where you had been admiring the patch of red tulips off to your right, you met eyes with a welcome smile.

“I am Johnny, the housekeeper. I run the house and keep all the staff in check. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Duchess.” You smile softly at him and with his help you stand from where you were on the cold steps.

“The pleasure is mine Johnny. I didn’t think there would be a kind soul here given the master of the house but it appears I am mistaken.” Johnny coughs to cover up his laugh but his smile remains.

“Allow me to escort you to your room, Your Grace, you must be exhausted after the day you’ve had.” His Scottish accent soothed you as he held his arm out for you to take. Hooking your arm with his, you let Johnny guide you inside the manor. The decor and architecture was pleasant on the eyes and by the looks of it very expensive.

Johnny leads you up the grand staircase and into the west wing where he pushed open a cream coloured door to reveal your bedroom. The room was large and painted a dark blue, the four poster bed was the biggest bed you’d ever seen in your life. The fireplace opposite the bed was lit, the wood burning nicely and crackling away creating a lovely atmosphere.

Further in just after the bed were two reading chairs facing the large window, you gaze out of it seeing the very same garden you were looking at before. Except the red tulips were right below you and from here you could see the large pond and the stables.

“Through there are your belongings.” Johnny said, pointing to the door just to the right of the bed, behind you. You had quite forgotten he was there but managed not to show how you flinched at his voice.

You nodded, “I can dress myself for bed, please do not disturb the maids. I wish to sleep now.” You communicated trying to sound as soft as you could.

“Of course Your Grace, I bid you goodnight.” Johnny bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him leaving you all alone. You’re just glad it wasn’t dark in your room. Getting changed out of your layered wedding dress and into your nightdress was a task and a half but you feel accomplished as you crawled into the large bed and snuggled down for sleep.

You are woken up bright and early just as your husband had said. Your maids got you bathed, dressed, and downstairs for breakfast in record time.

Your husband was already inside the dining room, a newspaper in his hand and a cup of tea in the other. He acknowledged you with a good morning but you only nodded back to him and sat down in your seat at the other end of the long, seats fourteen, table. Opposite one another, yet so far away.

A layer of awkwardness settled upon the moment with cutlery scratching against plates, and glasses clinking with the table being the only thing that was heard. Even the servents glanced at each other nervously, the atmosphere tense.

Simon couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to you. You hadn’t said a word this morning, you had a sharp scowl on your face, even the way you buttered your toast was harsh.

“You’re awfully quiet.” He tested the waters, but again you said nothing. Only responding with a nod. “Last night you spoke to me. Or is it that you prefer to mutter things to yourself? What was it you called me again? An insensitive, intolerable arse” he laughed, it was small but held such amusement.

“I must admit, I have never heard such crass language leave a proper young lady’s mouth before.” That makes you pause as you’re about to cut into a sausage, he’d heard you bad mouthing him.

Your cheeks warm with slight embarrassment but Your glare is enough to get him to change the subject, “You’ve hardly eaten your breakfast. Is the food not to your liking? Do I need to have the chef prepare another meal for you?’ At this you shake your head no but that only frustrates Simon even more. “Then might I ask if there is something troubling you?” He tries, eyes holding a curiosity that makes you want to curl in on yourself and hide.

“No” You state.

And that’s it. That’s how it continues for the next two weeks of your marriage. Where other newlyweds would be rolling around together in bed in newly wed bliss. You are avoiding your husband and barely speaking to him during meal times something he is more than happy to point out.

Simon snaps one evening after asking you once more if something is the matter, to which you responded, “What’s it to you?” He most certainly does not take kindly to your attitude.

“Well forgive me if my curiosity is somewhat piqued. You are quite talented at making yourself scarce, so I apologize if my inquiry as to what my wife is thinking is a step over your boundaries!” He slams his knife and fork down on the wooden table.

There is a pause where it seems like the whole world is silent. You stare at your husband, watching closely as he tries to calm down from his outburst. Once he takes his fourth deep breath you decide to speak.

“Do you even care?”

Simon lets out a cold laugh at your question, “Out.” He commands to the servents, they make themselves scarce, the doors shutting behind them.

“Whether I ‘even care’ or not is irrelevant. Like it or not, we are husband and wife. And for the next three months, we must at least look like it.”

“Why should that matter here?” You roll your eyes placing your knife and fork down, though much more gently than Simon did.

“You are truly ignorant if you think we don’t have to pretend even within the confines of this estate. Servants have eyes. And ears. And we have little control over what they choose to share with those outside of this household. I have no doubt word of the state of our marriage has already reached London and spread throughout the Ton.” Simon stands, his chair scratching against the floor as he does. His heavy footsteps make the floorboards creak and it reminds you of your wedding day.

“This is truly disastrous.” Simon says bitterly as he pours himself a drink of amber liquid from one of the many crystal bottles on the side table.

“I’m not exactly having the best time of my life here with you either.” You sit back in your chair, folding your arms over your chest. Defensive and detached.

“Oh I’m well aware, you don’t exactly hide your distaste for me well, and I would be lying if I said the feelings were not the slightest bit mutual. But it would be wise to at least learn to tolerate each other’s presence.” He barks irritatedly swirling the amber liquid around in his glass before knocking it back. The glass is finished in one big gulp, it leads him to pour another before returning to his seat.

“Now with all that settled, I would very much appreciate it if you could cooperate with me in our little endeavor, dear wife.” Simon does what you think is a smile but you’re unsure. It looks more like a vicious dog baring its teeth to you in warning before it bites.

A few moments of silence between the two of you. You didn’t want this. A loveless marriage with a man who had absolutely zero interest in you. At least he wasn’t beating you though, or worse. Your brain pushes those thoughts aside and pushes you to think about what could have been instead.

It makes your heart ache and your eyes well up with tears. The last thing you want to do is cry in front of Simon. You abruptly push your chair back and storm out of the room, slamming the door behind you as you leave.

You’re panting by the time you get to your room, the tears pouring down your face as you heave. You’re on your knees before you know it, sobbing into your hands. The world moves on around you while you cry and pray for a different life. That this is all a dream and you’ll wake up soon in your old house with your old life before your parents decided to give you to this man.

You manage to pull yourself onto your bed where you cry yourself to sleep.

The rain was coming down hard now you noticed, a simple contrast compared to how it drizzled when you had woken up. Well, more like forced awake. The nightmare still fresh in your mind, a life you’d never have, your husband with other women. A loveless marriage and a baron home.

Your nose was blocked and your eyes puffy and sore from your melt down earlier. You washed your face and changed into your white nightgown and dark red robe before lighting a candle and making your way to the library.

The library, you could live and die happily in here. It was full of all your favourites and you always left the room with a smile on your face. A hard contrast to how you had left your bedroom earlier this evening.

You were so immersed in reading when Belle begins to fall in love with the beast that you didn’t even hear the library door slowly creak open.

To be continued…

Taglist | @watyousayin @corvusmorte @callmecurious97

[guilty-pleasures21]

ATSV Miguel O'Hara Masterlist

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Yooooooooouuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!! You SUCK!

ATSV fanfic starring Miguel O'Hara as main love interest Status: ONGOING

Another one?! Ugh, I get bored at work, okay?!

Just me imagining Miguel O'Hara as my boss at work 🥲 Status: ONGOING

Maybe this will just be my trash one

Mafia boss Miguel?! Yes, please! 🥺 Status: ONGOING

The perfect guy

AI Miguel x reader Status: COMPLETE

Neighbour's son Miguel

Parent's friend's son Miguel who you've known since you were kids Status: COMPLETE

Serendipity & Chance

Bridgeton-themed fic Status: ONGOING

Short fics

Best friend's older brother

Just a sweet childhood romance one Length: THREE PARTS

The thief & the detective

Cat burglar MC x detective Miguel Length: TWO PARTS

The health checkup

Miguel going for his annual checkup and getting nervous around his new doctor Length: ONE-SHOT

Miguel x werewolf s/o

Just a quick thought Length: DRABBLE

The Queen and the Duke

Started watching 'Victoria' again 😍 Length: THREE PARTS (open to ideas)

The engineer

Techie spiderwoman reader x Miguel Length: ONE-SHOT (request)

The roommate

Roommate!Miguel ideas Length: TWO PARTS + BONUS! Halloween story

The android

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Imagine getting ready for prom with Neighbour!Miguel, your childhood sweetheart ... Length: ONE PART

The heretic princess

Inspired by the book 'The Heretic Queen' by Michelle Moran. King!Miguel x Princess!Reader Length: SIX PARTS

[dramioneasks]

is there any dramione fics inspired by Bridgeton series? im desperately looking for one after watching Queen Charlotte.

under:

tags > themes > based on other book or movies plot > list > brigerton

[glittertrail]

💌? :)

bridgeton, complicated feelings about flags, multilingualism, self insert fics, incredibly detailed tag systems, very pretty blog themes, being a very good sport about french jokes

send me a 💌 and i'll tell you something i associate with you

[silverhallow]

Kanthony list

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30279774/chapters/74627742 - All’s Fair - WIP - Bridgerton Enterprise AU - my mammoth baby

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29265399/chapters/71865594 - Kate and Anthony - Baby Bridgertons (Edmund Edition) (Regency) - contains Smut

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30407763 - Birthday Suprises Mild Smut - Post Baby Bridgertons (Regency)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31052360 - A very Happy Birthday indeed (All’s Fair Deleted Scene - Bridgerton Enterprises AU Smut)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31213244 - Jealousy thy name is Anthony (All’s fair deleted scene, Bridgeton Enterprises AU) Kanthony Week Prompt

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31229429 - Their Love Story - Regency Kanthony Week Prompt

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31250642 - Something Stupid - outtakes from Bridgerton Enterprise AU

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31268675 - No ifs no Buts (Edmund’s Conception) Mild Smut Regency era- Kanthony Week

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31328447 - No I in Team - Regency era. Kanthony week piece

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31390208 - The Fear - Regency Era - Baby Bridgerton Series - Charlotte’s pregnacy

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31520780 - How about we get really dirty? Regency era SMut - 1819 Pall Mall Match

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31527338 A Bad Day Made good - Bridgerton Enterprise AU SMut

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31588838 - Songbird - Regency Era - Post accident

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31690601 - The Shirt - Regency Era Smut

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31692296 - An Unexpected Follow Up- Bridgerton Enterprise AU Smut

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31882231 - Cravings - Bridgerton Enterprise AU mild Smut

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31897819 - A Crown of Flowers - Regency era

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31897873 - In the Garden - Bridgerton Enterprise AU (set in the future from main fic)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31917931 - Barefoot - Regency era

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31969195 - Honoris Tuendi - Regency era -

(M rated due to themes - read the tags on this one folks)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32108119 - A Day in May - Regency era fluff

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32215774 - Leap of Faith - Regency - Canon Divergence - Bee Sting doesn’t happen

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32278756  Please - Regency - Heavy Angst

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32344234 Idiots - Regency - Canon Divergence - Benedict is a meddler instead of the bee

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32385925 - Directions - Modern AU

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32430991 - Reality vs Dreams - Regency - Heavy Smut

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32530330 - Mother Nature - Bridgerton Enterprise AU deleted scene

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32574313 - Instructions - Modern AU

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32615761 - Broken - Regency Era but Canon Divergence. Carriage accident happens another way. - HEAVY ANGST

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32681122/chapters/81072979 - All in good time - Bridgerton Enterprises AU - EXPLICIT SMUT - read the tags

[dreamwritesimagines]

Hi dear 💞 ok so I wasn’t actually interested in the Bridgeton fic because I didn’t watch the show and am not really into period drama. So I was really bummed out when you finished the mob bucky fanfiction and started with enamoured because it meant I didn’t have anything from you to read (you’re one of my fav fic writers). But I always saw the new chapter on my timeline and a few days ago I thought to myself “you know what, I love your writing, your storyline is amazing—why not read this too” and OMG this Bridgeton fic is so damn good. I didn’t realise I needed a fic that is full of slow burn and not filled with smut, like this is such a lovely change I didn’t think i wanted but I needed. Wow. In a way I’m glad I waited so long because I was binge reading the fic the whole weekend and I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my time. This doesn’t feel like fanfiction but an actual book. I honestly am so impressed. Still don’t know if I will watch Bridgeton because if it’s not as good as your writing I’ll be disappointed lol

Anyway, your Bridgeton fic is a work of art, has been brightening my days and got me grinning when reading it on my phone because the feels are this good. I didn’t know I liked period dramas but god damn Jesus take the wheel, your writing style and plot (again I don’t know what part is original from Bridgeton and what comes from your own imagination) is riveting. Truly. Have a lovely day and I can’t wait what happens next xx

Omg loveeee thank you so much for this! ❤ I'm so happy to hear that you gave it a chance! ❤

I actually planned the whole story even before the season, so Anthony is more of Book!Anthony rather than Show!Anthony❤ It's also because I love his character on the books so much, you can actually see the character development ❤

Other than that, the plot of the fic doesn't really follow the book canon or the show canon tbh❤😂

Oh I love period books and dramas! ❤ I love the whole yearning theme😂❤

This is so kind of you, you're amazing! ❤❤❤

[triviareads]

Hello! I'm new to Bridgeton fanfic and was wondering if you could rec any Kate/Antony fic? :D

Of course! Here they are:

(not) universally adored, by @wagamiller. It's hilariously adorable and takes place during Kate and Anthony's engagement period and basically is about little Hyacinth trying to vet Kate as a suitable bride for her big brother/father figure. Kate and Anthony's relationship is also explored during that critical period.

a nostalgic sort of a fondness, also by wagamiller (seriously, this author is so good!). Kate and Anthony revisit that infamous study scene as a now-married couple, and the sexual tension in this fic is just ON POINT and it's a fantastic example of how dialogue (and more, later 😉) can really build that super effectively.

You Don't Own Me, by xtenn. It's very different from the traditional Kathony fanfiction out there and brilliantly written- probably one of the best written stories on the fandom. It's basically a Fleabag-esque take on a modern Kate and Anthony and their relationship. What I also loved about this story is that it's also about the growth of these two people independent of one another (we see more of Kate's than Anthony's since Kate is the narrator) as well as their growth together as a couple. It touches on some pretty heavy themes, so mind the tags/tws.

And shameless plug (that I can't bring myself to be properly ashamed of lol) but I have written some Kathony fanfiction myself, which you can find here.

[writemekpop]

GIRL STOP BRIDGETON THEMED FICS ID GIVE MY LEFT KIDNEY FOR THAT WJXNWJDJWKNCJW

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omggg!! we'll have a think and see what we can come up with :)

[elysianightsss]

I BURN FOR YOU | MASTERLIST

Pairing | Duke Simon Riley x reader

Summary | Your parents and Simon’s arrange for the two of you to be betrothed against your will. Simon is away when all of this happens and when he’s back it’s already his wedding day. Your families have agreed if, when the London Season finishes in three months, your feelings remain unchanged for one another, you may separate. Simon never planned on getting married to anyone, and he certainly never planned on falling in love either.

Tags | Regency era au, arranged marriage, Simon being a douchebag, Simon being his grumpy self, panic attack, Simon slowly becoming sweet, smut, virgin reader, butler Johnny, slow burn, fluffy, angst.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Fin

Divider credits - @cafekitsune

Taglist | @watyousayin @corvusmorte @callmecurious97 @lilynotdilly @lunamoonbby @xheera @captainsarcasmandsass @c1garette-nightmares @myspaceisra @lucinda-reads @emmylous-world @svnh6021 @lucifers-demonic-breast-milk @alucardsdaddyissues @fruitymoonbeams-blog @stupid-little-birdie @misscaller06 @vivanlasbaleadas

[guilty-pleasures21]

Guys, guys, guys, guys, guysssssss! I'm starting to draft up some of the scenes in the Bridgeton-themed fic and OH MY GOD they have so much chemistry guys! 😍😍😍

[ggukkiereads]

hi how are u doing!! do u have any au recs with a similar plot / concept to the bridgerton series? thank u sm!

🌷 Sorry haven't really watched Bridgerton so I can't recommend any. I might miss the particular vibes you're looking for (I saw people calling it Gossip Girl but make it historical lol so I definitely can't pin down what concept/theme) . But, I've seen a couple of fics on this app that's Bridgeton au/inspired so please try searching the app too! 😁💕

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[writemekpop]

THAT REMINDED ME OF BRIDGETON KQKCNJWNCN

"I burn for you, Daphne," kinDA VIBES I LOVE IT SM

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omgggg yes!!! glad you liked the fic honey!!! Also we love Bridgerton!! we'd defo consider writing themed fics if people were into that! ❤️‍🔥