#bridgeton AU

[kalolasfantasyworld]

Dearest reader, It has come to this author's attention that the Silva family seems to be rather enjoying themselves this season... even though some choices are questionable and may become the centre of gossip. Foreign princess, a peasant with a sharp tongue, frail daughter of a Great House and a boy from nowhere... Will they prevail, or will the obstacles be greater?

Rosette belongs to @vilandel 💕

All of these were referenced from Kanthony scenes from the second Bridgeton season.

[lawonderlandwriter]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen Characters: Daenerys Targaryen, Rhaegar Targaryen, Jon Snow, Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia), Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia), Rhaella Targaryen (Wife of Aerys II), Viserys Targaryen (Brother of Daenerys), Olenna Tyrell, Cersei Lannister Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Regency Era, Alternate Universe - Bridgerton (TV) Fusion, Daenerys as Daphne, Jon as Simon, NO rape or no-con, Eventual Smut, slowish burn, depends on how long it takes me to write it really, age history and relationship changes for my own convenience, Don't Like Don't Read, Aunt/Nephew Incest, Targaryen incest is still a thing and totally acceptable, copy pasta the Bridgerton script in places, if that's not your thing you don't have to read Summary:

After Daenerys's eldest brother Rhaegar all but ruins her prospects on the marriage market with his constant meddling, her newly minted Duke of Winterfell nephew steps in with an intriguing proposal. All Dany has to do is... not fall head over heels in love with him. And all Jon has to do is the same. Pity for them both things do not go according to plan.

[nephilimeq]

Hunger Games AU

Penelope is from District 12, along with Benedict, and they get pulled into the games, unexpectedly finding love at the same time they start a revolution that will change the course of history...

[xoxosimp]

the urge to write a Bridgeton AU with General! Dick Grayson and Spinster! Reader ... The urge is indeed very strong

[shiningstar-byulxx]

Second Choice No More

Kim Gyuvin X Female Reader ft Shen Ricky / Shen Quanrui

Genre - Angst / Royal au / Bridgeton au

Requested - No

Word Count - 797

Synopsis - Y/n had enough of being the second option. She changed but Gyuvin cannot accept the new situation that has occurred. Y/n decides her own path and fate with or without Gyuvin.

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Disclaimer - Please do note that this is work of fiction, and it does not reflect on the members personalities or how they are in real life.

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𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐾𝑖𝑚'𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒

Two people can be heard from the young duke's study room, many maids were curious but knew not to over step the boundaries of the young duke and the lady conversation and went off to do their duties.

Y/n whose looking at Gyuvin who is looking out from his window and sighed then said with frustration emitted from her voice "Gyuvin, you cannot decide when you want to love me..."

Tears began to appear glistening from her shining eyes, but Y/n continued as she was replied with silence "You had all these years, and now I am tired of waiting for you... You could have escorted me to the ball, but you had refused my invitation and came with another!"

Letting out a breath and softly said "You cannot act like you love me now!..."

She sniffles "I have already decided to take the Crown Prince Ricky's hand in marriage, my parents has already approved of the marriage so does the majesties... the invitations of our wedding will be sent out soon and preparation has already begun."

With that Y/n stood up from the sofa and turns away from Gyuvin walking towards the door, but as she reaches for the door, Gyuivin grabs her wrist to stop her from leaving, but Y/n continues to look ahead refusing to look at Gyuvin.

Gyuvin who speaks with despair underlying in his voice "Y/n please rethink about it... about us! You know how much you mean to me!" But with a cold voice piercing through Gyuvin's ears Y/n replies, "Sorry does not work anymore Gyuvin, you have already made your choice and it was not me..." Y/n's voice breaks but continues "it was never me who is going to be your first choice... I cannot keep being your second choice when you were my first..."

Y/n turned around in which Gyuvin is faced with a tear-stained appearance from Y/n and she looked into his eyes and said "I am not going to be an option or a last-minute solution to your problems anymore... and frankly I believe I deserve worthy of love and Crown Prince Ricky has shown me his sincerity and love towards me..."

Y/n let out a breath "I fell in love with a man who truly cherishes me and loves me for the way I am. I am his first choice and his last love, and I tend to the same for him because I love him!"

Her eyes softens which showed Gyuvin she held deep love for her new lover.

Y/n takes her other hand and gently removes Gyuvin hand away from her wrist and said "Gyuvin, I am finally happy now so please do not make this any harder for me anymore" whilst giving him a weak smile and tears are flowing down her face.

Once again Y/n looks up towards Gyuvin with sincerity "Maybe in another life time, it could have been us but now let us be each other's first love who became strangers that were childhood friends".

This in turn made Y/n tears flow even more and Gyuvin tears rolls down his face.

Y/n quickly wipe her face with her handkerchief and proceeded to walk out through the doors of Gyuvin's studies to return home. But before leaving Y/n look back towards Gyuvin tear-stained face and curtsied whilst saying "It was a pleasure to meet you Young Duke Gyuvin" giving him a weak smile with glistening eyes.

Once again Y/n softly says, "goodbye Vinny" and walked out the door with Gyuvin's heart and love.

Gyuvin stood still with shock running through his body. He reminisces the late-night shenanigans they have been through, escaping from their studies and being each other's escorts to get their parents off their back about potential partners.

Remembering Y/n's smiling face whilst saying his name softly and lovingly in amides of the flower meadow where the escape from their strict classes.

Gyuvin just had realised that he really had lost his only love... He was too busy changing himself to fit his social circle with his friends that he forgot the person he was with since the beginning especially his first love, but now it is all in vain he lost his love who has already left him to be with someone who puts her first, unlike him who he had forgotten about her.

He always thought Y/n and him would always be with each other, but he never imagined she would ever leave him.

Hearing the trotting and plodding of the horses hooves and the carriage leaving the estate that is when he knew he has lost her.. he lost his first and last love... and it will be forever engrained in his mind for a long time, his tears cannot bring back his love.

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Hello everyone, I hope you have enjoyed this imagine. I haven't written in a long time so I hope this was alright, sorry if its not perfect, but its practically imperfect to me haha. But let me know if I had made a mistake.

I actually wanted to make this a series of how it came to this scene, but I don't know if anyone will be interested in other parts of this story could lead to haha. I had this idea since a while before boys planet and I thought it would go nicely with the '04 line.

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You're more than welcome to like, comment and reblog, Thank you! I hope everyone will have a lovely day!

[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

[mjmikaelson]

#POLIN

POLIN MODERN AU—SPIDER-MAN

Penelope Featherington-Watson

•secretly writes for the Daily Bugle, her goal: unmasked Spider-Man

Colin Bridgerton-Parker

•photographer of the Daily Bugle

(masked vigilant of NY)

new reacting fic—coming soon!

[sea-owl]

You know what I need? I need two generations of Bridgertons sharing one braincell.

Give me an Edmund lives au where he, his siblings, and his cousin are all teaming up to match make the Bridgerton and Rokesby cousins. Maybe they pull Cecilia and Felix in, too. They can bring extra brain cells. Meanwhile, the Rokesby siblings, Violet and Winifred, are all on the side line waiting to do damage control.

The Rokesby cousins were easy enough to match up. Maybe a few bumps here and there. But dear God Emdund! What is with your brood and scandals?! Move over! You obviously need help!

Just almost every time a Bridgerton gets married so does at least one of their cousins. It's intresting to see the smooth sailing courtships of the cousins and then the dumpster fire that is the Bridgertons.

They're might be a betting pool in the family. Felix is the score keeper because he's the only one whose last name has never been Rokesby or Bridgerton.

[emowithoddsocks]

Cletho Bridgeton AU????

Not dead just haven't written anything in ages...

so this just came out of nowhere and its in very early stages but if it's something people would read then🤷

Hermitshipping obvs

“Apologies, my lord, I thought I'd be alone out here.” They took a step back in order to leave but stopped themselves as the man turned to face her. A mask covered the bottom half of his face and a jagged scar ran down through his eye. Cleo swallowed as the realization of this man’s identity hit her. “Seems we had the same idea for a hiding spot.”  The stranger paused. “Cleo?”

[cypanache]

Im joining the Obidala fandom and I read your unintended Obidala story and I gotta say, I love it!! And the artwork is beautiful!!!

First and most important ... Welcome to Obidala!!! I obviously adore this tugboat of a ship, but even moreso I adore this little corner of the fandom. We are a small but dedicated group. I just really came to Star Wars in 2022 post OWK and everyone here has truly been so lovely. Please don't be a stranger. Come flail with us. I can talk about these two endlessly in every possible permutation.

Second, isn't the art amazing?! It's not mine. The credit for all that extra yumminess that just adds to the experience goes to my bestie and writing muse @alabama-metal-man. Without whom this story would not exist.

Finally, I'm so happy you're enjoying Unintended. It's my ode to what happened to my brain when I watch OWK and became obsessed with Obidala in the exact same month I watched the first two seasons of Bridgerton, and I've been humbled by it's reception so far. I know it's been awhile since I updated, but I've been actively working on the next few parts, pulling things together from snippets that had been posted on tumblr previously and fleshing them out. It's been slow going because of work life stuff, but rest assured I have not gone anywhere and it is coming.

[stars-of-kyber]

Lost, Drifting - Chapter 1 - Soldier Side

"Anthony Sharma could not remember anything from his life. Well, not anything before Kate had found him in the Sharma’s estate, bleeding and bruised nearly to death four years ago. In all honesty, he couldn’t remember much of that either.

___________________________________________________ Colin discovered his brother was alive four years after he was declared presumed dead. But what happened to Anthony in that time?"

Have just updated Lost Drifting.

Frennie, @waterlilyrose and @kateandanthonyaremyparents, wouldn't have done it without you. Thank you so very much <3

Part 1 of understanding how Anthony ended up in the situation we see him in the ending of the prologue.

Let me know what you think! Enjoy!

[kalolasfantasyworld]

Can you guess who my favorite Bridgeton ship is based on this Nozelena Bridgeton AU doodle?

Inspired by @jaycrakhead's Bridgeton AU on twitter

Reference below the cut (but try guessing yourself)

[lawonderlandwriter]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen Characters: Daenerys Targaryen, Rhaegar Targaryen, Jon Snow, Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia), Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia), Rhaella Targaryen (Wife of Aerys II), Viserys Targaryen (Brother of Daenerys), Olenna Tyrell, Cersei Lannister Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Regency Era, Alternate Universe - Bridgerton (TV) Fusion, Daenerys as Daphne, Jon as Simon, NO rape or no-con, Eventual Smut, slowish burn, depends on how long it takes me to write it really, age history and relationship changes for my own convenience, Don't Like Don't Read, Aunt/Nephew Incest, Targaryen incest is still a thing and totally acceptable, copy pasta the Bridgerton script in places, if that's not your thing you don't have to read Summary:

Jon and Dany's ruse gets more complicated than either of them expected as Ser Jorah refuses to be set aside so easily.

[timaeuslover001]

Colin Bridgerton and Marina Headcanon (AU)

(in now way ado is hip them but I thin this would have added some more substance to why Colin might fall for her and some bonding material )

Marina could sing just like Colin and she first found out when she heard him singing a bar of a song at a party and she saw as an opportunity to bond and he was elated.

And so when they would spend time together they would sing together and they sounded amazing together, she would harmonize effortlessly.

[aster-saturn]

Dearest reader

Since the season of request For chats Is open, this writter has come to ask for an idea.

Now, with the arrive of the hype For the new season of Bridgerton, may I ask...

What about an AU, like Prince Randy, where our favorite character Will be a wealthy and charmming noble who Is looking to courtship the Usser during the season.

Drama, tea, gossip...

Well I hope don't bother you anymore my dearest reader, and thank you For your Time

Yours truly

Lady Whistledown

Wow this ask is... So beautifully written.

Funny thing is, I never watched Bridgeton and I don't intend of doing so just yet but...

Bridgeton was the main inspiration for Prince Randy.

Now isn't that amusing?

✦Regal Revery✦

In the grand halls of Norrisville Castle, the Season has begun. Nobles from across the kingdom and beyond have gathered for a series of balls, soirees, and events designed to forge alliances and marriages. The air is thick with anticipation as young royals and aristocrats seek to find suitable matches. Amidst this, Prince Randy Cunningham has his eyes set on courting you, the most captivating debutante of the season.

[bridgertonbabe]

How do Edmund and Violet adopt the Crane twins once Eloise and Phillips relationship is out in the open?

How important is it for Eloise that the twins are accepted by her family?

Seeing as Violet had experienced a vision of Eloise and Phillip getting together after seeing them chatting at Daphne's wedding, she knew the babies Phillip would soon become father to would end up becoming her step-grandchildren and so she went out of her way early on to offer Phillip and Eloise support once her daughter moved in with the new dad.

She'd invite them over to Aubrey Hollow and offer to look after the twins if they needed a day of respite, an offer that the pair were relieved to take advantage of so they could have a chance to catch up on housework. From the very beginning neither Violet nor Edmund treated the twins any differently from their own biological grandchildren, making just as big a fuss over them when they were babysitting, and even when they had Amelia, Belinda, and Neddy also under their roof (they absolutely loved hosting a creche full of grandbabies) they were all treated equally.

And while Eloise worries that the twins might not be as readily accepted into the family fold as the rest of her nieces and nephews are, she soon realises she had nothing to be anxious about when Oliver and Amanda are gifted hand-knitted jumpers by Violet with their initials sewn on at Christmas; a Bridgerton tradition that assures Eloise that the twins are very much already part of the family.