#gooswina

[newtonsheffield]

Tharman sharma matchmaker extraordinaire

Part 1: kanthony

Part 2: gooswina

Tharman is all like I fell in love with beautiful women TWICE of course I know what I’m doing

Tharman Sharma is a matchmaker. It’s his hobby. He takes pride in his work. Despite the fact that his wife rolls her eyes at him constantly.

“I’m an incredible matchmaker, Mary, you know it’s true.”

“What evidence do you have to that fact?” Mary chuckled, “I’ve yet to see some.”

“Kate and Anthony?”

“Kate found Anthony alone.”

“I don’t know, us?”

Mary fixed him with an exasperated stare, “We only started dating because I took my top off and pressed your head into my chest.”

“Well, I panicked Mary! A man’s allowed to panic!”

[newtonsheffield]

you've mentioned before that goose has a brother - any chance of hearing about what his brother thinks of him and edwina? 🥺👉👈

Oooooooo!

I've never discussed the older Bagwell Boy! I'm always lowkey stunned what y'all remember from this series tbh. I think I mentioned his older brother like Once? Legends.

So Guys! Let's meet Stephen Bagwell!

Really, if there was one person's opinion that Matthew Bagwell valued above everyone else's, it was his brother Stephen's. Stephen was seven years older than him, and he had always been there for Matt. Especially when their Dad had left. Stephen had walked with Matt to school while their Mum worked double shifts and worked and worked and worked to make sure they didn't feel the difference.

And Stephen had taught him how to shave, and clapped him on the shoulder before his first date, and Stephen was his favourite person. And so, when he met Edwina Sheffield, he was in the odd position that he was more nervous to tell his brother than he had been his mother. Their mother was the gentlest person that Matt knew, but Stephen was a little... protective. Not that Matt thought he wouldn't like Edwina, really he couldn't imagine anyone not liking Edwina. She was essentially the epitome of sunshine.

It was more so that he didn't really know how to bring up that his girlfriend was... kind of an international supermodel? And he really had meant to tell Steve. He'd plucked up all his courage and said

"Steve, I met someone." a little breathlessly. And Steve had turned towards him already frowning, a magazine still held in his hand. "Ooooo did Goosey meet a girl?" Matthew felt his cheeks burn. "Yeah, Maybe. Edwina. She's really great." He said softly. "Edwina? Odd name no?" Steve said, shrugging. "What's she like? Your Edwina?" "She's really funny, and super smart, and she's so kind and I'm pretty sure I'm falling in love with her." Matt whispered, the truth bursting out of him. Steve's eyes widened, surprised. "When can I meet her?" He said lightly, turning back to his magazine. "She's away for work, this week, maybe next?" Matthew said, nerves already fluttering in his stomach. Steve nodded, going back to his magazine. "Hey! She's an Edwina right?" He said, gesturing at a Burberry advert with a chuckle. "Not your Edwina is it Matt?" And really, he should have said That is her. but for some reason he couldn't force himself to.

The day Edwina had come back from France, he'd stuttered it out as she lay skin to skin against him, her dark hair curling against his pale chest. "My brother wants to meet you." his voice was practically a whisper, floating through the bedroom. Edwina hummed. "I want to meet him. Maybe he'll try and scare me off, like Anthony." A soft smile on her face, her fingers running over his stomach making the muscles jump there. "Before we do that... I didn't tell him that you're... Well you." And he hated that her face fell immediately, pulling back from him. "No, no Eddie. It's not you, I just... I don't know, didn't want him to make a big deal out of it? You're... a person at the end of the day. And I maybe didn't want him to get any ideas about you?" He said gently, watching as she nodded slowly. "I get that." She kissed his cheek softly, and then she smiled, the same smile he'd first seen that had stopped his heart. "And this is kind of even better, because now we get to see his face when he realises."

And so now here Matt was, walking to the restaurant with his girlfriend's hand tightly in his. He could see Steve and his wife Janine already seated, and took a deep breath, nerves rankling as he stepped inside, tugging on Edwina's hand leading her through the room. Steve and Janine looked up curiously when they approached, Edwina tucked slightly behind him. "Steve, this is Eddie. Eddie this is my brother Steve." He said lightly, and truly, it was really very satisfying to watch his brother's mouth fall open in surprise, Janine dropped the menu in surprise as Edwina stepped round her usual warm smile on her face, pulling Steve into a tight hug as he stood. "Steve, it's so nice to meet you! Matt's told me so much about you!" "Edwina Sheffield?" Steve managed to splutter out, still stunned, looking between the two of them. "Mmmm My middle name is Sarah." Edwina said, her eyes sparkling a little, and Matt had to hold back his laughter.

"I'm so sorry, How did you two meet?" Janine had recovered quicker than her husband, though she still looked a little gobsmacked. "Oh! I take my nephew, Neddy, to the museum every week, and I ran into Matt. I don't think I need to tell you what a sweetheart he is." Her voice was firm at the end, her eyes like steel as she looked at Steve, almost a warning. Matt held his breath, wondering what his brother would do next. And to his very great surprise Steve smiled. "You definitely don't. Now, your nephew is your sister's son? She's married to Anthony Bridgerton no? Is he as scary as he seems?" Steve said, his shoulders relaxing, nodding at Matt from the corner of his eye. Edwina laughed brightly, "Sorry, it always makes me laugh when people are scared of Anthony, he's such an idiot!"

And at the end of the night when Steve tugged him aside and said "Matty! This is the one!" He had to agree. Even more so when he said "But Jesus Fucking Christ! You're my absolute favourite person but fuck!"

[newtonsheffield]

could we get more Goose and Edwina please?? maybe the rare appearance of a jealous!Goose?

Oh Goosey.

Despite being a truly handsome little gander, he has absolutely no idea what he brings to the table, or why am woman like Edwina would want to date him. And so, I think, while not prone to being particularly jealous, he sometimes felt at the beginning of the relationship, that she was probably going to have enough of dating him: a completely average guy and move on to someone else.

Play the theme song!

🎶Eddie and Goose, Eddie and goose, two little sunshine kiiids 🎶

The Bridgerton Wives Club were out in force last night with frequent co-conspirator Edwina Sheffield (27). Sheffield seemed animated as she spoke with Lucy Abernathy (23), and downright thrilled as her sister Kate Bridgerton (32) took to the karaoke stage to perform a Mariah Carey classic. But Sheffield looked at her most gleeful when Michael Stirling (26) ran into the outside with Fiancée Francesca Bridgerton (26) and their long time co-star Hamish Scott with whom Sheffield seemed quite cozy. Could it be that Sheffield has moved on from the Nerd Daddy of last week?

Matthew tried to ignore the swirling in his stomach as he exited out of the article, he picture of his girlfriend hugging another guy, her eyes happy and bright, following him even as he snapped the computer shut all together. You're being stupid. She says she loves you. Matthew told himself, but for some reason, it sounded like a lie. Edwina was an affectionate person, really. strangers who recognised her on the street found themselves pulled into her warm embrace. and her vocabulary was always littered with I love that, I love this, Ahhh I think I love you! And for some reason, he couldn't quite make himself believe that when she said it to him, whispered it to him in the dark before they fell asleep, that it was any different than when she said it to a barista.

A Knock sounded through his flat and Matthew shook his head to clear his thoughts as he made his way to the front door, swinging it open only to be engulfed in a warm hug seconds later, Edwina's familiar floral scent overpowering him just a little, as she left a light kiss against his startled lips. "Morning, honey." she said breezing past him lightly, while Matthew's mind raced to catch up. Always a little taken aback by how beautiful she looked when she appeared suddenly like this. Edwina was already at Darwin's tank, cooing softly to Mr. Tortoise, a few strawberries making their way into his bowl.

"How was last night?" The words slipped from Matthew's mouth a little harsher than he'd meant them really, Edwina's eyebrows shooting upwards as she turned towards him, shrugging a little. "It was good, Kate got predictably a little tipsy, she really needs to admit that her tolerance for alcohol has changed since Edmund, but Lucy was telling me about the wedding planning. Her dress sounds beautiful." She said it all lightly, her eyes locked to his, and Matthew felt momentarily stupid for the way he'd handled this. Of course this was just her, spending time with her sister and friends.

"Matt, is this...? Did you read the paper this morning?" Edwina asked softly. She was standing closer to him now, one hand reaching for him, to tug him into her chest. Matthew felt his heart skip at the contact, guilt pooling in his stomach. And a lie should have falle so easily from his lips, but that wasn;t how they were together. "Yes." Edwina sighed a little, forcing him onto the sofa, perching herself in his lap seconds later, her hands running through his hair. "Matt, Hamish is a friend. We've known each other for a long time. Nothing going on, I promise." She said gently, her voice even, eyes locked on his, and the guilt settled more firmly.

Matthew cracked, sighing. "I know that, Eddie, and I know that we're in a committed relationship," Edwina nodded, "And I trust you 100%. But it's hard when everyone kind of expects you to end up with someone... better than me." Silence echoed through the room, Matthew felt his ears burn a little at the admission. Edwina's eyes widened, shocked as she swallowed forcefully. "Matt," she started slowly, Matthew's stomach rolling uncomfortably, suddenly afraid of what she would say next, "there's no one better than you. And I know that we agreed we wouldn't publicise this really, that we didn't need to, but if that's going to make you..." She trailed off again as Matthew shook his head. "You're enough for me. I'm sorry, I'm just... not really used to dating someone so..." he searched for the word. "Complicated?" she supplied dryly. Matthew rolled his eyes. "Amazing?" He finished as Edwina's own eyes rolled, though her lips found his seconds later.

And maybe it was unflattering but when Edwina posted a picture of the two of them in the kitchen that afternoon with the caption Sorry, Nerd Daddy still in play. He did feel a savage sort of pride. Though her sister's obscene emoji usage was a little embarrassing.

[newtonsheffield]

Not sure if this has been asked (or if I’ve asked it at some point can’t remember…)

But it’s that time of the month and I’m miserable

We’ve seen Anthony being absolutely Boyfriend Goalss™️

I’m curious as to How do the rest of the Men in the BSCU take care of their ladies during their monthly misery?

Anthony Bridgerton is... A King among men. I love and adore that boi I tell you what. It's not even close

IF you missed this post (It was a while ago like) it's here!

I've stuck to our main boys in the story

Lucy Abernathy had never been the kind of woman to beat around the bush regarding anything. And while her few previous boyfriends had treated her period as a minor inconvenience she honestly hadn't really cared. It had been irritating as they'd tutted and sighed when she'd brought it up but she hadn't really put much stock in it, merely preferring to be alone. It was a fact of life. She could admit that as a result though, she had been a little unfair to Gregory as a result. She'd woken up one morning with the tell tale cramping low in her stomach, nausea rolling in her stomach just a little and groaned as she'd made her way to the bathroom. Gregory had been awake by the time she'd returned, a lazy smile on his face as he tugged her down to the mattress, his lips ghosting over her neck his voice rumbling through his chest And a very good morning to you Lucy Loo You're terribly over dressed. And usually it would have made her chuckle as she'd rolled on top of him but today she just tutted, swatting him hands away. No good morning for you. I'm on my period. She'd said, maybe a little more sharply than she really meant, irritability flushing through her. And god, Gregory just nodded slightly, wrapping his arms tightly around her, his hand putting light pressure on the small of her back his voice gentle in her ear. Well I'm here, You're here. Still a good morning. And for the first time she didn't want to be alone.

Maybe it was tragic, but Sophie had never really been in a relationship per say before Benedict. She'd dated men casually, very infrequently if she was honest, was she wasn't exactly sure how the whole period thing worked in relationships. And she was a little embarrassed to bring it up honestly. She'd arrived at his house nervously on the first day of her period that first month, they'd planned to have dinner, she would just eat and leave, it was easy enough surely. Except it wasn't. Benedict was sweet, and kind and so gentle when he sat across the table from her. But truly, all she wanted to do was lay curled on the couch and cry. Her stomach was aching and she honestly felt very close to tears. Is everything okay Soph? Benedict had said gently when she'd flinched away from his hand on her waist. Yeah I'm fine she'd winced hating how hollow her voice sounded. He'd frowned at her, clearly not believing it for a second, his eyes fixed on her, silence stretching between them. I'm on my period. She'd blurted awkwardly, her eyes flicking to the ceiling, praying for the floor to swallow her honestly. Benedict's eyes widened. Oh! Cool, Do you need me to grab anything for you? I have some ice cream in the freezer if you want it, I'll grab you a heat pack! And suddenly Benedict was flitting around the kitchen, settling her on the sofa with a heat pack pressed against her. And maybe Sophie let herself cry just a little.

Edwina could admit, then men she'd dated before Matthew had been absolute trash. And nothing gave her more of an indication of that than the way they'd acted when she was on her period. Always complaining, telling her to skip it, saying Well that doesn't stop me getting off right? Matthew was different. He always seemed to be. He'd looked up at her earnestly when she'd said awkwardly hey, Matt this is.. awkward and I'm sorry but my period's due this week. Sorry. She'd finished, her eyes fixed over his shoulder. And instead of sighing belligerently Matthew had said, I'd love to still hang out this week though. We don't have to do anything, I just like hanging out with you. And her heart had fluttered and tears had pushed at the back of her throat as she nodded. This might be an insensitive question He'd started after several seconds and Edwina had braced herself, here comes the catch, But what do you use? I just want to get some things in for you. And despite the fact that really, she wanted nothing more than to stay in bed for the next week, she sealed her lips to his.

Francesca wasn't exactly proud of how she acted when she was on her period. Everything seemed to set her teeth on edge. Everything seemed to irritate the living daylights out of her. She had stormed around the house as a teenager, screaming at Anthony God Anthony, You are so Stupid! And it had continued into her adult years. She generally lay on the couch under a blanket groaning lightly at the ache in her back. And then she'd started dating Michael. And he was, god he was just so sweet. But still, it irritated her. And she hated it. Jesus Michael! She'd snapped irritably, two days before her period was due Do you have to leave your sock on the landing every day?! And Michael had grinned cheekily, the same he usually did. Well you see Frankie, usually when we come home, I'm not undressing myself am I? And Francesca had tutted disgustedly though the truth made her cheeks burn as she brushed past him. And still nothing seemed to phase him. He was right behind her the entire time, gently massaging her back, bringing her cupcakes, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. I love you. She whispered as they fell asleep Sorry about me. And still Michael just hummed happily, Love you too Frank!

[newtonsheffield]

So one of my favorite things was that little. Drabble of dadthony talking to Kate's belly! Any chance we can get even more of that? Maybe something similar between Gedwina? Edwoose? Umm we need a ship name for them!!!

You sly dog. You knew I couldn't resist this!

Ugh! Soft little Gooswina™️ so excited to be parents Just... imagine Goose getting everything ready for his Gosling.

Like, "Eddie should I learn some basic carpentry to build the crob myself?!" And Eddie's just like "Honey, I love you, but I'm not putting our baby in anything you cobbled together in Gregory's garage!"

Alright! Play the theme song 🎶Eddie and Goose! Eddie and Goose! Two little sunshine kiiiiids! 🎶

Edwina was not a woman who was easily ruffled, she felt. And yet something about pregnancy had caused her emotions to spiral out of control. Irritation flaring in her chest at the slightest of inconveniences, like when she'd gotten to Kate's one afternoon and as it turned out, Kate didn't have any chocolate milk. An irritated sigh escaping her. "And you call yourself a mother!" She'd said wildly and promptly burst into tears in front of her very startled brother-in-law. Yes, it seemed Edwina was destined to be hyperemotional during her pregnancy and every single one of those emotions lead to tears.

Edwina had known that Matthew was excited to be a father. He'd been jittering around from the moment he'd found out. It seemed she could barely get him to stop telling people, ever since they'd told their families. My wife, Eddie he'd said in the line at Sainsbury's one day gesturing wildly at her She's having a baby! And the though warmed her heart. The fact that he was so over the moon excited about their family growing, that he couldn't wait to nurture their child it was nearly more than she could handle.

"Did you know that a bat, can eat up to a thousand insects an hour?" Matthew said gently, his hair falling in his eyes as he sat beside their sofa, his hands resting lightly on the barely-there swell of her stomach. "How amazing is that?!" He said, his soft smile lighting up his face, making Edwina's breath catch in her chest. "When you get out of there we are gonna have so much fun little cub, I promise. I'm going to teach you how to ride a bike, and ice skate just like Mummy does, and-" His voice cut off sharply as Edwina burst into tears.

"Eddie, Honey?" He looked up startled, as her shoulders began to shake, her breath leaving her body in sharp gasps as she fought to maintain control. One of Matthew's hands leaving her stomach to wipe at her tears. "Is everything alright?" His voice was so gentle, it really only made everything worse. She took a shuddering breath. "I just... You're so happy." Matthew's eyes widened in surprise for a moment before a soft chuckle rumbled through his chest. "Yeah? Course I am, we're having a baby honey, she's gonna be incredible." Tears stung at Edwina's eyes again, his soft voice catching her by surprise again.

"She? You sound pretty sure." Her fingers were running through his hair now, his smile growing wider by the second as he shrugged. "Just a feeling I have. Now, if you don't mind, I was in the middle of a conversation with my little cub, Edwina. Goodness, Did Mary never teach you it was rude to interrupt?" He tutted teasingly as he turned back to her stomach, intertwining their fingers atop it.

"Well, I suppose I'll have to teach you manners. Now, your Mama is the most beautiful girl in the whole world think, and I'm sure you'll be just like her. But, more importantly, she is kind and smart, and really brave and even stronger than Daddy, and I can't wait to meet you."

And honestly, Edwina couldn't wait for him to meet her either.

[newtonsheffield]

i’m ill today with the flu... so maybe if you could write goose comforting edwina when she’s ill? or vice verse? thank you!!

Ahhh I’m so sorry! I hope you’re feeling better today!

It’s not the flu, but it’s obviously winter right now for me which means I wake up most morning’s with a nosebleed! Super fun stuff tbh!

Okay, Goose is a super nurturing guy so I think we can assume that when Eddie’s sick he is in his element!

DJ play the theme song 🎶 Eddie and Goose, Eddie and Goose! Two little sunshine Kiiiiids!🎶

Edwina had known the second she’d woken up in Matthew’s bed. Last night there’d been a little scratch in her throat, but she’d put it down to talking too loudly at her event that day, apparently she was wrong. Her head felt fuzzy, her nose blocked, her throat on fire. And she sighed. Perfect. Matt was stirring slightly next to her, anxiety swirling in her stomach. Would he be sick as well? Would he be Mad if he was? Her bottom lip caught between her lip, she thought it best not to risk it. This was probably a little too far for a six week relationship. She carefully extracted herself from under his arm, despite his arm tightening around her whenever she tried to wriggle free. Casting around the room for her clothes.

She was halfway through sliding into her jeans when she heard it.

“Eddie, what are you doing?” Matt’s sleepy voice called out, she glanced at him quickly, her heart stuttering a little as he rubbed his eyes adorably, his hair sticking up in a hundred directions, his bare chest distracting her momentarily.

“I just have to go. I’ll call you later.” Her voice crackled oddly, painfully as she did. He frowned.

“Are Kate and your mum okay?” His brow was furrowed now, and her heart clenched again at his thoughtfulness. “Anthony and Edmund?” Edwina forced herself to nod, pulling her sweater on.

“Everyone’s fine Matthew.” She said a little sharply, hating herself but last experience informing her instinct to run. Matthew frowned again.

“Did I... Eddie did I do something that you weren’t comfortable with?” His face looked stricken, shocked, panicked, Edwina shook her head urgently, her own eyes wide now. Her head pounding with the movement.

“God no, I-”

“Because it’s 5:49 on a Saturday and you can’t get out of here quick enough.” He said gently, his eyes pinning her in place, scanning over her, and then he relaxed. “Eddie, are you trying to leave because you’re sick?” Her heart stopped, his uncanny knack for reading her causing her stomach to clench. He seemed to know the answer without her response. Smiling sadly. Knowing.

“If you’re gonna go to your mum’s that’s totally fine, but if you’re just going home, Honey I’d like it if you stayed here.” His voice was so gently, coaxing and he looked so earnest, that she stayed put. Let his warm hand tug her forward pulling her down and tucking her gently against the mattress, his lips pressed briefly to her forehead. Comfort sinking into her chest.

“I’ll be in the kitchen okay?” He said gently again as he fluffed her pillows, kissing her quickly again. Edwina felt her brow furrowing, Matt certainly wasn’t reacting the way she thought he would, though maybe at this point she should stop trying to predict what he would do. Every time she thought he couldn’t be any more gentle, he found a way to prove her wrong.

“Sorry I didn’t have time to make bread.” He said softly when he returned some time later, ladened down with a bowl of soup. He placed it gently in her hands and tugged her forward a little to position himself behind her, his hand running soothingly through her hair. And it was all she could do not to cry.

“Do you wanna watch Princess Bride?” He said softly, and yeah, okay, maybe she cried a little.

[newtonsheffield]

HRH Edwina Sharma in Royals by newtonsheffield (Moomin_94)

Life has settled a little for the Royal family of Genovia following Princess Katharine’s slightly scandalous marriage to Lord Anthony Bridgerton who are now expecting a little prince or princess. Edwina has settled into a more public Royal life and expects very little to change until she goes to her usual volunteer day at the Children’s hospital and meets paediatric cardiovascular surgeon Dr. Matthew Bagwell, newly arrived to Genovia. He’s handsome, sweet and clearly has no idea who she is.

[newtonsheffield]

you just keep giving and giving and I shall forever be in your debt. Even after the terrible week you had, you still gave us gold! GOLD!

anyway, as producer of the eddie and goose show, does a slamming screen door/ALTYNR matt and edwina also meet at a museum and when

-💕

Honestly, after the week I had, all this writing has been so nice and cathartic. Like, ugh it feels good to do something that I don't know? People seem to like? Not just something that everyone seems to resent? If that makes sense?

What the Executive Producer of the Eddie and Goose show wants, they get!

Play the theme song! 🎶Teen Eddie and Goose! Teen Eddie and Goose! Two little sunshine kiiids 🎶

Edwina Sheffield was 16 years old when she met Matthew Bagwell. She'd been at the library, researching something for a school assignment, walking through a little hurriedly, because her Dad was going to be there to pick her up any minute, when she'd toppled headlong into a boy, her books scattering everywhere. Shit! I'm so sorry! he'd said, crouching and hurriedly trying to help her, and it had only been when their hands had touched as they'd reached for the same book at the same time that she'd looked him in the eyes. And when she did, her heart stopped. She was looking into the clearest blue eyes she'd ever seen, brimming with kindness behind his glasses. Wow the boy had mumbled awkwardly as he'd stared back at her before shaking himself and holding out his hand I'm Matt. She'd taken his hand, the same spark running through her again as she said Edwina. And his smile was absolutely breathtaking when he said Can I help you carry your books? She'd shaken her head, standing, No, I'm just going to wait for my Dad. But Matt had stood as well, taking the two she'd managed to collect and added them to his own pile of 4 saying Well I'll wait with you, these are a bit heavy. And she'd pretended not to see the scowl on her Dad's face behind the steering wheel of the car as she paused on the steps to write her phone number on Matt's hand.

I met someone She'd told Kate on the phone that night, and Kate had sighed You're too young to meet Someone Eddie. Edwina had scoffed indignantly at that I'm about 6 months younger than you were when you met Anthony! That stumped Kate she could tell. Anthony and Kate were the definition of High School sweethearts, still making it work long distance while at university and seemingly stronger than ever. At this point Edwina would have been more surprised to learn that Anthony and Kate had split up than she would be if Boris Johnson was voted Sexiest Man alive. And anyone with two eyes could see why Anthony had been spending all of his free time at the Sheffield house recently, desperately trying to ask their father about the suspiciously ring sized box in his pocket. Well Anthony and I are meant to be, obviously Kate said dryly. And Edwina rolled her eyes Matt makes his own jams! We could be meant to be! And don't you dare send Anthony to do recon for you! Kate sent Anthony.

Which is how, Edwina ended up with her boyfriend of three months being glowered at by not one but two grown men in the living room. Hands to ourselves thanks Matthew! Anthony sniped when Matt's hand rested on her waist. Edwina rolled her eyes as Matt's hand pulled back as though she'd burned him and her father nodded approvingly at Anthony. I cannot believe you two! Edwina hissed at the pair of them when Matt left some time later Why are you trying to scare him off?! You were never like this with Anthony! Anthony scoffed. Please! Thomas threatened me with you grandfather's walking stick if I even looked at Kate! Not that I didn't deserve it! He added quickly, looking at her father, who smiled I appreciate you looking out for Eddie, But it's still Mr Sheffield to you. Anthony flushed. Edwina lost her patience completely. This is ridiculous! He's only agreeing with you Dad because he wants to marry Katie! And by the way! they used to go at it all the time in that bedroom! The walls are thin Anthony! And with that little grenade tossed into the room, and Anthony floundering like a fish on dry land, she swept from the room rather satisfied

[newtonsheffield]

So I recently find Bridgerton and Sons on AO3, fell in love and read it all. Then to my delight, I found your Tumblr and started working my way through all the lovely snippets and headcanons that you have blessed us with. I’m working my way through your other fics and their respective tags on your tumblr. I just finished Royals and I was super pumped about the Gooswina spin off but I can’t seem to find it. Please tell me I missed it! I would cry if you decided not write it.

Ohhh I never wrote it, I'm so sorry.

I definitely still want too some day, Gooswina is the ship Netflix was too stupid to give us.

I'm so glad you enjoys the BSCU and Royals though, I feel like that's a bit of a sleeper fic

[silverhallow]

@newtonsheffield setting unrealistic expectations of men since 2021…

Lucky bitches 😂

Not sure if this has been asked (or if I’ve asked it at some point can’t remember…)

But it’s that time of the month and I’m miserable

We’ve seen Anthony being absolutely Boyfriend Goalss™️

I’m curious as to How do the rest of the Men in the BSCU take care of their ladies during their monthly misery?

Anthony Bridgerton is... A King among men. I love and adore that boi I tell you what. It's not even close

IF you missed this post (It was a while ago like) it's here!

I've stuck to our main boys in the story

Lucy Abernathy had never been the kind of woman to beat around the bush regarding anything. And while her few previous boyfriends had treated her period as a minor inconvenience she honestly hadn't really cared. It had been irritating as they'd tutted and sighed when she'd brought it up but she hadn't really put much stock in it, merely preferring to be alone. It was a fact of life. She could admit that as a result though, she had been a little unfair to Gregory as a result. She'd woken up one morning with the tell tale cramping low in her stomach, nausea rolling in her stomach just a little and groaned as she'd made her way to the bathroom. Gregory had been awake by the time she'd returned, a lazy smile on his face as he tugged her down to the mattress, his lips ghosting over her neck his voice rumbling through his chest And a very good morning to you Lucy Loo You're terribly over dressed. And usually it would have made her chuckle as she'd rolled on top of him but today she just tutted, swatting him hands away. No good morning for you. I'm on my period. She'd said, maybe a little more sharply than she really meant, irritability flushing through her. And god, Gregory just nodded slightly, wrapping his arms tightly around her, his hand putting light pressure on the small of her back his voice gentle in her ear. Well I'm here, You're here. Still a good morning. And for the first time she didn't want to be alone.

Maybe it was tragic, but Sophie had never really been in a relationship per say before Benedict. She'd dated men casually, very infrequently if she was honest, was she wasn't exactly sure how the whole period thing worked in relationships. And she was a little embarrassed to bring it up honestly. She'd arrived at his house nervously on the first day of her period that first month, they'd planned to have dinner, she would just eat and leave, it was easy enough surely. Except it wasn't. Benedict was sweet, and kind and so gentle when he sat across the table from her. But truly, all she wanted to do was lay curled on the couch and cry. Her stomach was aching and she honestly felt very close to tears. Is everything okay Soph? Benedict had said gently when she'd flinched away from his hand on her waist. Yeah I'm fine she'd winced hating how hollow her voice sounded. He'd frowned at her, clearly not believing it for a second, his eyes fixed on her, silence stretching between them. I'm on my period. She'd blurted awkwardly, her eyes flicking to the ceiling, praying for the floor to swallow her honestly. Benedict's eyes widened. Oh! Cool, Do you need me to grab anything for you? I have some ice cream in the freezer if you want it, I'll grab you a heat pack! And suddenly Benedict was flitting around the kitchen, settling her on the sofa with a heat pack pressed against her. And maybe Sophie let herself cry just a little.

Edwina could admit, then men she'd dated before Matthew had been absolute trash. And nothing gave her more of an indication of that than the way they'd acted when she was on her period. Always complaining, telling her to skip it, saying Well that doesn't stop me getting off right? Matthew was different. He always seemed to be. He'd looked up at her earnestly when she'd said awkwardly hey, Matt this is.. awkward and I'm sorry but my period's due this week. Sorry. She'd finished, her eyes fixed over his shoulder. And instead of sighing belligerently Matthew had said, I'd love to still hang out this week though. We don't have to do anything, I just like hanging out with you. And her heart had fluttered and tears had pushed at the back of her throat as she nodded. This might be an insensitive question He'd started after several seconds and Edwina had braced herself, here comes the catch, But what do you use? I just want to get some things in for you. And despite the fact that really, she wanted nothing more than to stay in bed for the next week, she sealed her lips to his.

Francesca wasn't exactly proud of how she acted when she was on her period. Everything seemed to set her teeth on edge. Everything seemed to irritate the living daylights out of her. She had stormed around the house as a teenager, screaming at Anthony God Anthony, You are so Stupid! And it had continued into her adult years. She generally lay on the couch under a blanket groaning lightly at the ache in her back. And then she'd started dating Michael. And he was, god he was just so sweet. But still, it irritated her. And she hated it. Jesus Michael! She'd snapped irritably, two days before her period was due Do you have to leave your sock on the landing every day?! And Michael had grinned cheekily, the same he usually did. Well you see Frankie, usually when we come home, I'm not undressing myself am I? And Francesca had tutted disgustedly though the truth made her cheeks burn as she brushed past him. And still nothing seemed to phase him. He was right behind her the entire time, gently massaging her back, bringing her cupcakes, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. I love you. She whispered as they fell asleep Sorry about me. And still Michael just hummed happily, Love you too Frank!