#I CANNOT BREATHE WHEN YOU ARE NOT NEAR I LOVE YOU CHARLOTTE

[sunlitide]

I WILL STAND WITH YOU BETWEEN THE HEAVENS AND THE EARTH I WILL TELL YOU WHERE YOU ARE DO YOU LOVE ME

[samaraweaving]

George! I will stand with you between the heavens and the Earth. I will tell you where you are. Do you love me? I love you! From the mo... From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall... I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte. My heart calls your name.I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know. This... madness has been my secret my entire life. This darkness is... is my burden. You bring the light. George. It is you and me. We can do this. Together.

[lysatoru]

jujutsu kaisen x bridgerton

which confession from the bridgerton’s universe would say jjk’s men to their future wife/wife?

ft. geto, gojo, megumi and yuji

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Geto Suguru being the king George, y’know, i really feel like what the king George said to queen Charlotte would be something Geto would say because of his mental issues. I think he’d rather suffer alone than talking to his issues to his wife not to worry her.

Suguru stands up, raises his voice and looks at you, "I’m a madman. I am a danger. In my mind, there are different worlds creeping in. The heavens and the Earth collide. I do not know where I am!"

you raise your voice back, your face is firm, your brows are furrowed, "Do you love me?"

he doesn’t respond to your question and continues to talk about his issue, "You do not wish a life with me for yourself" — he stops — "No one, wishes that".

that’s bullshit! your think to yourself, what the hell would he think that? "Suguru! I will stand with you between the heavens and the Earth. I will tell you where you are. Do you love me?"

shouts echo through the room, the argument keeps going, "I love you! from the mo—" he takes a deep breath "from the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall—" tears begin to form in his eyes "I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, yn. My heart calls your name."

both of your breathing are synchronized, Suguru comes closer and kisses you, desperately.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gojo Satoru being Anthony Bridgerton, i just know sooo well this man thinks he’s THE gentleman of the season, every seasons. I think he doesn’t want to find a wife since he’s the head of his family and he just does what he’s supposed to do but when he first saw you, an inner conflict began.

You’re both in the library, he really wants you to leave or he’s going to do something he’ll regret instantly. He hates you since the first time you met but he doesn’t know why. You just told him you’re leaving for your country and he can’t help but feels betrayed, sad and angry.

Satoru closes his book and looks at you firmly, "do you think there is a corner on this earth that you could travel to far away enough to free me from this torment?"

you look at him completely confused, what the hell is he talking about? you start talking but he cuts you off.

"I am a gentleman, my father raised me to act with honor but that honor is hanging on a thread that grows precarious with every moment I spend in your presence."

"Satoru I—" he comes closer and whispers to your hear "You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires. Night and day I dream of you."

You can’t even say a word. He steps back, takes a sip of his whisky "My mother is waiting for me" he quickly bows to you and leaves the room. You’re now all alone in the library thinking about what he just said to you.

Fushiguro Megumi being Simon Basset, i really think this man wants a partner who can be his bestfriend too, even though he never wanted to get married at first.

both of you are no standing in front of your majesty, wishing she’s going to accept your marriage. Megumi has always been a good man to you, but he never wanted to marry you, until that day. Today, you have to convince the queen to marry you.

"You see your Majesty, it was love at first sight—" you start but Megumi cuts you off, "It was not your Majesty" — he looks at you, and you just look completely stunned by his words — "the young lady flatters me, it was not love at first sight for either of us. There’s attraction certainly, at least on my part and Miss [last name] thought me presumptuous, arrogant, insincere, all fair really." — he pauses and breaths heavily, "And I thought her a prim young lady barely out of leading strings, not to mention the sister of my best friend and so romance was entirely out of the question for both of us but in so removing it, we found something far greater." — Megumi looks at you once again — "We found friendship." — The queen looks more interested now — "You see Miss [last name] and I have been fooling all of Shinjuku for quite some time, we have fooled them into thinking we are courting, and really all along, we simply enjoyed each other’s company so much, we could not stay away from one another—" you look at him, mesmerized by his words and presence in front of the queen. "I’ve never been a man that much enjoyed flirting or chatting or indeed talking at all, but with yn—" he clears his throat, "Miss [last name], conversation has always been easy, her laughter brings me joy. To meet a beautiful woman is one thing, but to meet your best friend and the most beautiful of women is something entirely apart…"

Everyone is looking at Megumi absolutely stunned by his confession. He really just said you two were fooling all of Shinjuku by pretending a future marriage?

You didn’t say anything and just keep listening to Megumi, excusing himself towards the queen and the prince.

When you go out from here you look at Megumi and ask him "Did a just say that to the Majesty for her to accept our marriage or—" he sighs, "I think all of what I said. I really think that."

Itadori Yuji being Collin Bridgerton, idk why but Yuji really gives ‘friends to lovers’ vibe and i’m HERE for it! I think this man doesn’t understand signals when someone likes him.

After helping you to find a man, Yuji starts feeling jealous of men trying to court you. When he saw you leaving the ball with your ripped dress, he couldn’t help but feel bad for you. He followed you to your coach and asked you to get on.

"Yuji, what are you doing here?" you ask him, this is definitely not why a gentleman he’s supposed to do, even though you two know each other since eight or nine.

He looks at you and starts telling you what’s in his mind. He talks rapidly because you’re going to you’ll soon reach your estate.

"I have spent so long trying to feel less, trying to be the kind of man society expects me to be. And for a moment, I thought I had succeeded. But these past few weeks have been full of confounding feelings." — he takes your hands in his — "Feeling like a total inability to stop thinking about you—" he looks at your lips, "about that kiss. Feelings like dreaming of you when I’m asleep, and in fact preferring sleep because that is where I might find you. A feeling that is like torture!" — he takes a deep breath — "But one which I cannot, will not, do not want to give up"

Tears start to roll down your cheeks, "please, do not say things you do not mean" — "I do mean it. It is everything I have wanted to say to you for weeks".

You’re now looking at each other. Yuji caresses your cheeks with his thumb and he finally kisses you. The kiss is delicate but rough at the same time. You wanted this for so long!

Once you arrive in front of the Itadori’s estate. He gets out of the coach and offers you his hand to get out too.

"Yuji?" — "Are you coming with me?" he smiles, "What? Your family will see me!" he comes closer, "For God’s sake, yn [last name], are you going to marry me or not?"

You take his hands and goes to his estate, with him.

i wanted to write this for soooo long!!! i had this idea with two of my friends @sunelia and @nycteis17 (look at her fanfiction of sukuna in ao3 : the irony of fate)

i put the one who have a netflix season because i didn’t read the books yet and i didn’t want to put fake things or whatever coming from the books.

i’m trying a new style of header, tell me if you prefer this one or not !!!

english isn’t my first language ;)

divider by : @saradika

[bosbas]

Chapter 3: they say looks can kill and I might try

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pairing: colin bridgerton x enemy!fem!reader WC: 3.4k words

Warnings: period-typical gender roles, a small part of the dialogue is in French, Colin being mean, reader being mean, perhaps some historical inaccuracies (idk if the royal opera house was actually called that in 1816 IM SORRY)

Summary: It took precisely two days in England for you to utterly despise Colin Bridgerton. It took him approximately twelve hours after that to hate you right back. But he doesn't care that you're the only person in the ton who doesn't like him. You're set to marry someone else anyway, right?

April 23, 1816 – It seems Lady Violet Bridgerton and Lady Catherine Montclair have become fast friends. This author, ever intrigued by the comings and goings of the Montclairs in London's high society, cannot help but ponder: Is there a union on the horizon? Does the blossoming friendship between Lady Montclair and Lady Bridgerton hint at an impending marriage, or are they simply two kindred spirits enjoying each other's company, with no matrimonial plans for their children?

Your mother had taken quite a liking to Lady Bridgerton. In truth, you mostly didn’t mind. Contrary to what Lady Whistledown was telling the ton, your mother wasn’t particularly interested in marrying you off to a Bridgerton. In fact, the only time she wasn’t trying to marry you off was when she was with Lady Bridgerton. It was a breath of fresh air, to say the least.

Benedict was lovely, as was Eloise. The trouble, as always, came in the form of Colin Bridgerton. Typical.

Since your mother’s newfound friendship with Lady Violet, you found yourself thrust into Colin Bridgerton's company at every event. It was ghastly. Even being near him had your heart rate speeding up. You had to make a conscious effort not to grind your teeth and clench your fists every time he spoke. 

You weren’t quite sure when it happened, but it seemed that Colin Bridgerton had abandoned all pretense of gentlemanly conduct and settled for matching your disdain. You couldn’t say you were surprised. It was exactly what you expected of him, after all.

Tonight had been particularly taxing. Anthony Bridgerton was hosting a ball, which meant that your mother had strong-armed you into spending the entire night with the Bridgertons—when you weren’t with Lord Barlow, that is. You hadn’t minded much at the beginning, enjoying the respite from your mother practically auctioning you off for a dance now that you were courting the Duke. 

Yet, Colin seemed to have made it his singular mission to vex you constantly. Sly glances and biting remarks had escalated to a glass of water “inexplicably” pouring down the front of your dress. Thankfully, the dark blue of your gown successfully camouflaged any stain, but your patience was wearing perilously thin.

To be fair, you had insulted his intelligence, unprovoked, about three or four times before he spilled the glass of water on you. And not-so-subtly called him a “sale enfoiré” (dirty bastard). But still, he was infuriating, and he had been equally as bad all night. 

Currently, you were standing side by side, a simmering tension palpable in the air between you. A fragile truce had been brokered by the stern words of your elder sister, Charlotte, but the desire to spark an argument with Colin was ever-present.

He crossed his arms, and you couldn’t help but be acutely aware of his shoulder touching yours. The closeness of his touch sent a jolt through you, an unwelcome sensation that only added to your mounting frustration.

Colin Bridgerton was not the sort of man you liked, let alone respected, you reminded yourself. You were not particularly interested in engaging with a man who viewed you as merely a dowry with a womb. 

And yet, you couldn’t help yourself. At every chance you got, you couldn’t resist the urge to show him just how much you disliked him. You might have been embarrassed by your childish actions if he weren’t also an instigator.  

“You’ve only danced with the Duke once tonight, Lady Montclair” he commented, his tone dripping with a hint of mockery as he kept his gaze fixed elsewhere. “Has he bored you already with his talk about his family’s estate? Or is that exactly what you’re after?”

You held back a groan. He was particularly relentless tonight, wasn’t he?

“I can assure you, Mr. Bridgerton, the Duke and I engage in far more stimulating conversations than you might imagine,” you retorted, a flash of defiance in your eyes. “Certainly more engaging than your exchange with Miss Abernathy, I'd venture to say. Although her substantial dowry must have held some interest for you, I presume?”

“We were talking about my travels to India, if you must know,” he drawled, the challenge evident in his tone. “Not that you and the Duke would have much to speak about in that regard, given he’s never been.”

You scoffed. “I should hope I would be able to talk about it, Mr. Bridgerton; I spent three years living in India.”

Colin huffed, annoyed that he had forgotten that small detail. It took everything in you not to turn and face him right then, wanting to bask in the fact that you had bested him yet again. 

“Well, I fear the Duke would have been bored regardless. Look at him now, speaking with Miss Barrington. He certainly did not look that entertained when speaking with you.”

You glanced over at Lord Barlow. It was true, he was smiling at something Miss Barrington had said, but it wasn’t like he never smiled around you. You knew Colin was just winding you up, trying to get a reaction out of you.

“I see he's asked her to dance. Do you think he'll ask you for another, or has he had enough of you for tonight?”

Your fists clenched. The snide looks and snarky comments and even the water on your dress you could deal with. But you knew that you had to marry to secure your future, and Colin's thinly veiled jabs struck a nerve.

You turned to look at him slightly, finding his gaze still on your suitor across the ballroom. Perfect. You shifted closer to him, momentarily taken aback by the intense sound of your heartbeat in your ears. But you ignored it, much like you ignored his sharp inhale as you moved closer. 

With a deliberate motion, you lifted your foot and brought it down on top of his with as much strength as you could muster. The impact was immediate, a sharp jolt of pain shooting through Colin as he fought to stifle a cry.

He staggered forward, lifting his injured foot off the ground and feeling the throbbing of his toes he knew would last for days. Colin’s eyes watered with the effort of standing up, and you could do nothing but smile.

Oh, how he wished to wipe that triumphant expression from your face. He probably deserved your wrath at this point, given his behavior, but dear Lord did you have to make it so painful?

Gingerly, he lowered his injured foot to the ground, his breath catching in a subdued groan as he sought to regain his balance amidst the lingering ache.

“Lady Montclair, I’m sure you’ll excuse me,” Colin managed through gritted teeth, the pain in his foot now a throbbing ache. “I believe I must go tend to my foot, which has been inexplicably injured,” he finished weakly.

You cooed at him, mock concern in your voice. “Oh, Mr. Bridgerton, how dreadful! Pray do take care of yourself. We wouldn't want any lasting damage, now would we?”

He shot a glower in your direction, his eyes practically sparking with irritation as he searched for the nearest exit so he could return to the comfort of the Bridgerton carriage.

“If my toes are broken you’ll never hear the end of it,” he threatened. 

“Let us all hope the injury is not so grave, then,” you replied smugly, not the slightest bit bothered that he was in pain. 

And as much as you were infuriating and annoying and even slightly murderous, Colin found himself sad to be leaving your side. Even as he limped toward the exit, he missed your presence beside him. He probably just enjoyed a rivalry with someone who wasn’t related to him, he reasoned. It kept his mind sharp and his days entertaining. No other reason.

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May 2, 1816 – Though the dowager Viscountess Violet Bridgerton and Countess Catherine Montclair remain friends, the hope for a union between the two families might be fading, if it was ever present. Lady Y/N Montclair has been spending quite a bit of time with Lord Arthur Barlow, and even this author knows a Duke is a better match than a Bridgerton, highly esteemed as their family might be.

Today was one of the rare occasions where you could simply enjoy yourself. The Duke and Duchess of Hastings were hosting an intimate garden party, and Lord Barlow was not in attendance. Although you were a tad disappointed, given that the two of you got along quite well, it did mean you could take a break from the pursuit of a husband for one afternoon. 

Which is why you were sitting next to Eloise, gently rocking Caroline Basset to sleep as you discussed your marriage prospects. 

“Your parents really delayed your coming out so you could marry an Englishman?” Eloise asked, shocked. “What could compel them to be so cruel toward you? The men of the ton are not the sort to write home about, I can assure you.”

You laughed, amused by Eloise’s aversion to marriage. Well, aversion to marriage in the way that you knew it to be. She was so refreshing to speak with: Eloise had rejected two marriage proposals already simply because she didn’t like her suitors. Truthfully it was not something you had previously thought was possible.  

“The Duke is not so bad that I would dread marrying him!” you giggled. “And he is fairly handsome, too.”

“The best of a bad bunch, it seems,” teased Eloise, sensing the beginnings of fondness in your voice.

How on earth was Colin related to her? Or any of the Bridgertons, really? Eloise was lovely, and it remained a mystery how she and Colin could share any parentage at all.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Daphne and Simon, who stood in the garden and tapped on a glass to address their guests. Not wanting baby Caroline to wake up, you stood up carefully and made your way across the garden to the nurses. 

“And we also have some news to share,” Daphne announced excitedly.

You turned around to face the Duchess after successfully handing Caroline off to a nurse and groaned involuntarily as you saw Colin already standing next to you. Unfortunately, it was far too late to move without causing a commotion, and you did not hate Colin so much as to disrespect Daphne to avoid him. 

Your peaceful, somewhat liberating afternoon came crashing down five seconds after being in Colin Bridgerton’s presence. You were instantly irritated by everything about him. Irritated by his signet ring glinting in the sunlight, by his windblown hair landing perfectly on his face, and by his small smile toward you when he saw you standing next to him, 

Most of all, you were irritated with yourself for noticing every little detail about him. You were trying to listen to Daphne, but his breathing was so loud, so close to your ear that you found it impossible. It was ridiculous, you knew. And you also knew it was only irritating you because you hated him. But it didn’t stop you from absolutely loathing the way Colin Bridgerton breathed. 

You felt anger rising in your chest as more time went on, his chest rising and falling evenly, and the words came out of your mouth before you could stop them. 

“Stop breathing. I’m trying to listen to your sister,” you hissed. 

“Stop breathing?” he whispered back, incredulous. “Do you suggest I stop entirely and fall dead right at this very moment?”

“I wouldn’t be opposed,” you shot back.

“It would certainly be on your conscience, then. Or perhaps you don’t have one. I wouldn’t be surprised,” he whispered back angrily.

And then suddenly, everyone was clapping and cheering, and neither of you had any idea what for. You looked around dumbly, trying to figure out what exactly had been said while mentally berating yourself for picking a fight with Colin, who also seemed confused by all the commotion.

Gregory walked up to Colin, clapping him on the back and punching him on the arm. 

“We’re going to be uncles once again! D’you reckon I’ll be the godfather this time around?”

“Not a chance,” Colin responded jovially, having realized that Daphne had announced a pregnancy.

Gregory moaned in disappointment and walked away to speak with Simon, surely to convince him of his candidacy as a godfather, but Colin turned to you, a raging fire in his eyes. 

“You couldn’t have waited ten more seconds before asking me to 'stop breathing'?” he all but spat.

You cringed, feeling a twinge of guilt in the pit of your stomach as you watched Colin walk away to speak with his sister. You deserved his wrath just this once. Perhaps you’d take the day off from antagonizing him, more for Daphne’s sake than anything else.

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May 11, 1816 – Siena Rosso, esteemed opera singer and previously a regular performer at the Royal Opera House, has returned to Mayfair after two years away. This author has learned that the Montclairs have been invited to watch from Lady Danbury’s box…

You rubbed your eyes and sighed deeply, already dreading the three-hour-long opera ahead of you as you watched Siena Rosso emerge and begin singing. 

Your mother turned around in her seat with a frown, leaning over to you. “Y/N,” she scolded softly. “Ce n'est pas digne d'une dame.” (That’s unladylike)

You rolled your eyes once she turned around again. Usually, you were not opposed to going to the opera, finding the story compelling and the music beautiful, but tonight all you were looking forward to were the closing curtains. 

Lady Whistledown had failed to mention that the Bridgertons would be in Lady Danbury’s box tonight, too, and you were upset that you would have to spend the evening sitting next to Colin. Of course, Louis had gotten out of coming tonight, as had Benedict, and you simply assumed Colin would do the same. But no, he had shown up looking disconcertingly good and sat right next to you. 

On top of being forced to spend the evening alongside your least favorite member of the ton, you were completely exhausted. Having come to terms with the reality that you would probably be engaged to be married in a few weeks, you had been unable to sleep and opted to go to your spot in the garden to look at the stars instead. Although it had been soothing, seeing the twinkling lights and being reminded of every version of you who had looked up at these same stars, you were now bone-tired and fighting off sleep. 

You couldn’t even muster the energy to spite Colin in some form or another. All your energy was focused on staying awake and fighting against your eyelids as they periodically shuttered closed. 

You had been hoping that, if anything, sitting next to Colin and inevitably trading insults with him would keep you awake, but he was being uncharacteristically mellow tonight. And you were nothing if not suspicious. In the time you had known him, he had always attempted at least one conversation-turned-argument within five minutes of seeing you. 

Whatever the reason for his silence was, you were grateful. Perhaps his streak of combativeness was coming to an end and you could go back to silently loathing him. You hoped so. It had certainly been easier that way.

It would have been easier if you didn’t hate him at all, actually. And sometimes you did wish you could set aside your contempt toward each other and at least be civil. But then you remembered the biting words you heard in Lady Danbury’s hallway.

They were etched into your memory, replaying in your mind when you saw Colin being particularly sweet to one of his nieces or laughing with his brothers and you were tempted to forget the reason you hated him in the first place. 

…I suppose it depends on her dowry. The larger the dowry the more I’m willing to overlook… I’m sure you could get away with anything with any of these girls, though I suggest picking one that’s got good hips.

Even just remembering the words made you want to strangle Colin. Colin Bridgerton and Nigel Berbrooke clearly had no respect for you and saw your worth as directly proportional to your dowry, so why should you have any respect for them?

Quite interestingly, you had not seen Nigel since that fateful night. But you didn’t dwell on it too much. Dealing with one of them was already more than enough for you.

Siena’s aria ended, and you realized you had not been paying attention in the slightest. However, you were not as bothered as you would usually be by your lack of attention. The music had become softer and lower, and you could hardly keep your eyes open. It wouldn’t hurt to close them for a short while, right? Siena wasn’t even performing, and you were sitting behind your mother, free from her prying eyes.

An hour later, Colin turned to look at you, sleeping peacefully, for what might have been the four-hundredth time. Your hand was supporting your head, your lips parted softly as you breathed deeply, and he just stared.

He had seen you laughing and smiling around other people, but this was the first time he had been so close to you without you glaring or frowning at him, and it was far more important to him than anything happening onstage. 

In a few moments, you would wake up and remind him exactly why he disliked you, but for now, he could just enjoy this moment of peace.

A soft snore left your lips, and Colin nervously glanced toward your mother, hoping she hadn’t heard. He knew the countess would be upset if she realized her daughter was asleep at the opera, and he prayed your snore had been an isolated incident.

But to no avail; you let out another snore, slightly louder than the last, and Colin tensed. Your mother, along with his, seemed too enthralled in the opera to notice yet, but he suspected the snoring would only get worse.

Logically, Colin knew he had to do something. As much as he hated you– or rather hated that you hated him– he knew it would be cruel to let you face your mother’s wrath when you were clearly exhausted. But he couldn’t very well start being nice to you right now, after weeks of feuding. 

He was far too proud to admit it to anyone, but you had gotten to him. You brought out the worst in him. Or maybe he brought out the worst in himself, and you were only there to see it. He felt slightly guilty at how aggressively he reacted at Daphne’s garden party, not to mention every other time he had made a disparaging comment about you. But the guilt quickly evaporated every time you replied with an equally disparaging comment.

After a moment, and another snore, Colin settled for reaching over and pinching your bicep to wake you up. You startled awake, almost yelping in pain and looking around in confusion. 

Fully awake now, your eyes narrowed as you saw Colin smirking at you, his hand near your arm giving you a very clear idea of who had woken you up. 

“Good morning, Lady Montclair. It’s nice of you to join us. There’s an opera happening at the minute, in case you hadn’t noticed,” he said sarcastically.

You clenched your fists, eyes glancing at your mother as she dabbed at her eyes after what Colin could only imagine was a very emotional aria. After a deep breath, you crossed your arms and slumped back in your seat, defeated.

“Like you’re any better. I doubt you’ve paid attention at the opera a single time in your life,” you finally whispered back, stifling a yawn.

As you sat glowering, Colin thought that it might be impossible for the two of you to be in a room without arguing. However, at least Colin had made sure that you had plenty of reasons to hate him. He might not have known why you disliked him at first, but he certainly knew now, and that was a far better feeling than wondering what he did wrong.

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[thedukeofhastingssexyrobe]

QUEEN CHARLOTTE: A BRIDGERTON STORY ↳ Episode 1x06 ↳ Crown Jewels

From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall…I have loved you desperately.I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte.My heart calls your name.

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

George! I will stand with you between the heavens and the Earth. I will tell you where you are. Do you love me?

I love you! From the mo... From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall... I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte. My heart calls your name.I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know. This... madness has been my secret my entire life. This darkness is... is my burden. You bring the light.

The way they broke my heart to a thousand pieces and the beauty in their tragedy has me in shambles 😭

[dearabsolutelynoone]

“From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall…I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte. My heart calls your name.”

[usaigi]

Dimileth Queen Charlotte/Bridgerton AU

His eyes searched hers. There was a heartbreaking tension to his body, as if he were afraid he’d shatter. Or maybe as if he was poised and coiled, preparing for escape. Finally, when the silence stretched taut, he said, “I am a madman. I am a danger.”

She shook her head.

“No. Listen. Inside my mind, there are other worlds creeping in. The heavens and the earth collide, and I do not know where I am.”

Byleth asked the only question that mattered. “Do you love me?”

“That does not signify,” he said. “You do not wish a life with me for yourself. No one wishes that.”

She was so sick of men telling her what she wanted. Especially now, when her very heart was at stake. “Dimitri,” she implored, “I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. I will tell you where you are.”

“Byleth, you—”

“Do you love me?” she practically cried. And there it was. She was begging. She had laid herself bare, given him her pride and her heart and everything she was, and—

“I love you.” The words sounded as if they’d been ripped from his soul. He’d been holding this back, denying his own heart. She could see it in his eyes as they filled with tears.”

“Dimitri,” she whispered.

“No, let me finish. From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall, I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Byleth.” He took her face in his hands. “My heart calls your name.”

His kiss was one of love, and hunger, and desperation. He kissed her as if he could not get close enough, as if he could never get close enough.”

(Excerpt from Queen Charlotte with the names swapped)

Dimileth people, if you haven't seen and/or read Queen Charlotte please do so. Not only is it an excellent and engaging story, it's also basically a Dimileth au. Download the pdf and name swap Charlotte for Byleth, George for Dimitri, Princess Augusta for Rhea(?), Brimsley for Ashe(?), Reynolds for Dedue and Doctor Monro for Rufus or an Agarthan and tada~

[peaceishim]

"I am a madman, I am a danger. In my mind there are other worlds creeping in. The heavens and the earth collide, and I do not know where I am"

"Do you love me?"

"You do not wish a life with me for yourself, No one wishes that."

"George..I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. I will tell you where you are. DO YOU LOVE ME??"

"I LOVE YOU!!!.. From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall, I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte. My heart calls your name."

[bats2102]

ACOTAR x Brigerton Cross Over Part. 2

(Gwynriel ed.)

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I just couldn't help myself. This scene just gave me such gywn x azriel vibes (Queen Charlotte Episode 6, Netflix Time stamp: 07:00). It was too fun.

So if you take this transcript with the sound bite/clip (YT below)…

Gwyn: You seem more yourself. You look better. Do you... Do you feel better?  Azriel(Az): You should not have come. Gwyn: I was most happy to come shadowsinger. Az: No. Gwyn: I am so sorry. I should have come sooner. Do not fear. I shall remain by your side...  Az: No. Berdara. Listen to my words. You should not have come. I do not want you here. Gwyn: Azriel. Az: Go back to the library or the house of wind, please.  Do you hear me? I said, "Go back to the library."  That is where you live. That is where you belong. Go.  I do not want you. I want never to see you. Leave.  (Shouts) Get out! I order you! (B/c she is under his command as spymaster or sm?? Lol) Gwyn: No. No, Az. Az: Gwyn! Gwyn: You cannot force me away. I will not go.  Az: I command it! Go!  Gwyn: I will stay! I command it.  Az: Please, Gwyn. Please go.  Gwyn: No. Az: Berdara, you're not listening to me.  Gwyn: I am. I have heard that you wish I had not come.  That you want me to go. That you do not want to see me. Az: Berdara   Gwyn: What I have not heard is that you do not love me.

Gwyn: I have been suffering and alone and believing I am a failure as a spy and as your "friend" because you stay from me as though I am a disease.  And then today, it suddenly occurred to me that perhaps there is another reason. A better reason.  Perhaps you stay away from me because you care for me.  Perhaps you stay away because you love me.  Do you love me?  Az: I'm trying to protect you.  Gwyn: Do you love me?  Az: I... I cannot. We cannot... This conversation is... I can't do this. I never deserved this. This bond.  Gwyn: Do you love me?  Az: Gwyn. Please, stop!  Gwyn: Is it because you do not believe that I could love you?  I do. I love you, Azriel. I love you so much that I will do as you wish.  If you do not love me, all you have to say is that you do not love me, and I will go.  I will go back to the library. And we can live our separate lives, and I will live with this bond alone, and I will make do and fill my days and survive.  All on my own. I will do that. But first, you have to say that you do not love me.  You have to tell me that I am utterly alone in this world.  Az: I am a madman. ( scoffs ) I am a danger (literal torturer). In my mind, there is darkness that creeps in. The shadows and stars collide. I do not know where I am.  Gwyn: Do you love me?  Az: You do not wish a life with me for yourself. No one wishes that.  Gwyn: Azriel! I will stand with you between the shadows and the stars. I will tell you where you are.  Do you love me?  Az: I love you! From the mo... (Gwyn sighs) From the moment you left for your first mission with Nesta... I have loved you desperately.  I cannot breathe when you are not near.  I love you, Gwyn.  My heart calls your name. (Azriel sobbing quietly) (+kiss) ( softly ) I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know.  This... madness, has been my secret my entire life. This darkness is... is my burden.  You bring the light.  Gwyn: Azriel. It is you and me. We can do this. Together.  (Tugs on bond+kiss)

..... and that's what you missed on Glee...

( Again not the whole scene but you get the idea)

I am having way too much fun with this.

Who let me have this much fun (CodyKo reference)

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[friesucker]

Yor: Loid! I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth, I will tell you where you are. Do you love me?

Loid: I LOVE YOU! From the mom-

Yor: ...

Loid: From the moment I saw you in that tailor, I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Yor. My heart calls your name.

(Source: Queen Charlotte - A Bridgerton Story)

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The Men of Bridgerton declaring their love..❤️

The Duke: “To meet a beautiful woman is one thing, but to meet your best friend in the most beautiful of women is something entirely apart.”

“I burn for you “

Anthony:��You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires. Night and day I dream of you.”

“I Love You. I've Loved You From The Moment We Raced Each Other In That Park. I've Loved You At Every Dance, On Every Walk, Every Time We've Been Together, And Every Time We've Been Apart.”

King George: “I love you! From the mo…From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall, I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near; I love you Charlotte. My heart calls your name…I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know.”

Can’t wait to see what Colin’s swoony declaration is ❤️

[agrippinaes]

i will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. i will tell you where you are. do you love me? i love you. from the moment i saw you trying to go over the wall - i have loved you desperately. i cannot breathe when you are not near. i love you, charlotte. my heart calls your name. QUEEN CHARLOTTE: A BRIDGERTON STORY (2023)

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QUEEN CHARLOTTE: A BRIDGERTON STORY. sentences quotes from netflix's queen charlotte: a bridgerton story. these include mentions to royalty, high society england, babies and some foul language and suggestive scenarios. please change pronouns as you see fit. a reminder that bridgerton is a period romance drama in a quasi-historical setting. spoilers for the entire series.

"It is quiet here."

"(name) is going to he a father?"

"Yes. Your line will live on."

"Fancy meeting you here. You did not go over the wall."

"Do not feel sorry for me. I do not know anything else. I've always been this. An exhibit instead of a person."

"You are a person to me."

"You're breathtaking."

"It is pretty. But it has a thousand tiny buttons. I'm suddenly concerned that I may have made the wrong choice."

"I'm very good with buttons. (name)."

"Do you know what happens on our wedding night?"

"Ah, yes. I know everything. I've...seen drawings and had a detailed explanation as to what is to occur."

"I do not like the part where my head hits the wall over and over again. Is there a way to avoid that?"

"Yes, there is a way to avoid that."

"Impressionable? Trust me. No sexual innuendo makes an impression upon your sisters. "

"I wish it did, that they might get idea to marry and start fornicating."

"Perhaps, then, I might have legitimate grandbabies. Instead, virgins to the left of me, and whores to the right."

" You are doing it correctly? Making sure he's putting it in the right place?"

"Hello, my Lady. Are you in need of assistance of some kind?"

"If you must know, I'm trying to ascertain the best way to climb over the garden wall."

"Oh, well, that is impertinent. None of your business. The King. No one will speak of him. No one. He is clearly a beast or a troll."

"I'm a lady in distress. You refuse to help a lady in distress?"

"I refuse when that lady in distress is trying to go over a wall so she does not have to marry me. Hello, (name). I'm (name)."

"Not Your Majesty. (name). I mean, yes, Your Majesty, but to you, just (name)."

"I almost asked a footman to lie on top of me today".

"How joyful it is to be a lady."

"There are worse fates than marrying the King of England."

"You have good hips, you will make lots of babies."

"A problem is only a problem if the palace says there is a problem."

"By “business,” do you mean fornicating with your mistresses, or do you mean producing more bastards for me to ignore?"

"You are the (noble title); you can do whatever you like."

"I’m completely alone, and you prefer the sky to me."

"I’m not quiet; it’s simply that my husband is loud."

"They dangle joy in front of me and never let me grasp it."

"If you were not the (noble title), if you were not, your life here would be very different."

"You’re not some simpering girl. You are the queen."

"The king has not been himself lately."

"I thought that terror was a price of being royal."

"Every man and woman in the British Empire obeys the queen’s whim. We would go to battle to save her. "

"What does any woman of the ton know of true friendship?"

"We are untold stories. Yesterday, you told me some of your story, and I thank you."

"My garden did not die with my husband because it had never been planted."

"I want to be gardened as much as possible."

"Love is determination. Love is a choice one makes. You take someone in marriage, and you choose to love them."

"A queen’s first responsibility is not to her whim but to her people."

"I care not for his sanity. I care for his happiness. I care for his soul."

"Let him be mad is mad is what he needs."

"This darkness is my burden. You bring a light."

" I cannot breathe when you are not near."

"You are a rare jewel."

"A girl is wonderful. And a strong queen is just what this country needs."

"Come. Hide from the heavens with me."

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REYNA & AEGON + QUEEN CHARLOTTE

"I care not for his sanity. I care for his happiness, I care for his soul. Let him be mad, if madness is what he needs." "from the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall I have loved you desperately, I cannot breathe when you are not near."

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i love you

pairings: eren yeager x reader

pronouns: she/her

cw: angst. literally lots of it. queen charlotte au

a/n: i had this idea for a while but never got myself to write it but here i am and i hope y’all like this cause it’s the best scene in the show

“Do you love me?” Y/n asked Eren.

“I’m trying to protect you.” He answered right away.

“Do you love me?” She asked him again with a bit of aggression in her voice.

“I…I cannot. We cannot… This conversation is- I cannot do this-” Eren said but got cut off by Y/n

“Do you love me?”

“I never wanted to marry-”

“Do you love me?” She asked him again and again.

“Y/n please stop!”

He begged her to let it go but she couldn’t it. She just could not.

“Is it because you do not believe that I could love you? I do.”

Of course she did. How could she not? She’s always loved him and will never stop loving him.

“I love you Eren.” All he could do was look at her. What Y/n didn’t know was the fact that he loved her too.

He will always continue to love her.

“I love you so much that I will do as you wish. If you do not love me, all you have to say is you do not love me and I will go. I will go back to Buckingham house and we can live our separate lives, and I will have this baby alone and I will make do and fill my days and survive. I will do that. But first, you have to say that you do not love me.”

Y/n said and Eren didn’t say anything yet. He couldn’t stop looking at her and how beautiful she looked in the dim lighting.

Even in the dark he would find her beautiful.

She tried to push him to respond by saying, “You have to tell me that I am utterly alone in this world.”

“I am a madman. I am a danger. In my mind there are different worlds creeping in. The heavens and the earth collide. I don’t know where I am.”

He says but didn’t answer the question that was asked and it was killing Y/n from the inside. She just wanted a simple answer.

“Do you love me?” She asked him again just waiting for him to answer the damn question.

“You do not wish a life with me. No wishes that.”

“Eren!”

Y/n called out to him.

“I will stand with you between the heavens and the earths. I will tell you where you are. Do you love me?”

“I love you!” Eren yells out. His eyes are glossing up showing that he is going to cry.

“From the mo-” She very clearly heard his voice crack at that sentence he was trying to say.

“From the moment i saw you trying to go over the wall… I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you Y/n. My heart calls your name.”

As soon as Eren finished his confession, he immediately pressed his lips on Y/n’s. The kiss was slow, passionate and full of love.

She finally got her answer. Eren loved her. He loved her so much.

They broke the kiss and he started to break down. Tears falling out of his beautiful green eyes.

She said nothing and just held him. Allowing him to let it all out.

Their foreheads were against each other with comfort. Her hands were resting gently on his neck while his hands were on her waist going up and down.

He seeked comfort. So badly.

“I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to know. This… madness has been my secret my entire life. This darkness is… is my burden. You bring the light.”

He said while pulling away from her tears cascading down his cheek.

“Eren. It is you and me. We can do this. Together.” She told him in an reassuring tone.

All Eren could do was kiss her again but it lasted shortly and the couple just hugged each other in comfort.

They were so glad to be in each other’s arms and didn’t plan on letting go anytime soon.