Also I’m Going To Edit This!! Steve Will Not Be A Featherington But Instead A Distant Cousin Of The

I’ve written ch 2 already, will post it tomorrow but I’m currently writing ch 3

Here’s a sneak peak

It was God knows how late as Nancy laid in her bed, eyes closed but not asleep. She grumbled as she rolled over. Flashes of Robin in her brain. The thought of how good his name rolled off her tongue. She rolled over again. The feeling of his hands on her etched into her skin like permanent ink. Her name coming out of his lips like a prayer in her ears. She sighed as she moved onto her back.

Grosvenor Square, 1813.

Dearest reader, the time has come to place our bets on the upcoming social season. Consider the household of the Baron Hargrove.

A Miss foisted upon the marriage market like a sorrowful sow. Being the only daughter, she has been sent into the season by her mama in hopes she’d find a husband.

A woman with red wavy hair and blue eyes was getting into a rather tight corset with her mother watching, matching hair and eyes though a bit curlier. “Must it be so tight?” Max grumbled out. She hated that women needed to look fancy and thin. It felt like she had a snake constricting on her waist.

Her mother nodded lightly with an empathetic sigh. “You must look your best.” Lady Hargrove said. She wanted a good suitor for her daughter and more often than not, that required looking perfect. Or.. as close to perfect as one can get.

Far better odds might exist in the household of the widowed Viscountess Wheeler. A shockingly prolific family, noted for its rather intelligent and curious daughter , whether it is believed to be good or bad is for you to decide.

A woman with dirty blonde hair sighed as she shook her head. “Where is your sister? We must get going..” she asked her second eldest. They had to hurry to see the Queen, one mustn’t be late for their deput.

Micheal lightly shrugged his shoulders as he raised his hands. “I do not know! I hardly know what things she’s up to.” He huffed out. He watched as his younger sister moved past him, seeing her blonde hair bounce gently. “What are you doing?”

El took a deep breath at the bottom of the stairs. “Nancy!” She shouted at the top of her lungs. “You must. Make. Haste!” She turned around to her brother. “Should you think she heard me?” She asked breathlessly.

Mike let his mouth fall open as he blinked at her in horror. He shook his head lightly with an exasperated sigh.

Meanwhile in the upper quarters, Nancy was getting dressed with her maids. She sighed softly as she looked at herself in the mirror, fixing her little head piece. Today was the day she’d enter the ton. She finally left the room, followed by her maids thst helped with the tail on her dress.

“There you are darling! You look beautiful.” Karen beamed before clapping her hands together. “Alright.. let’s go.” She head before heading out the door, the others following her lead into the carriage.

Nancy played with the tips of her gloves. She had read stories about a lady finding true love with a man. It seemed so sweet… so blissful. Her mother was unable to have that with her father. She wanted that though of course it wasn’t all she wanted. She didn’t just want a husband to love. She wanted to be able to do her own thing, to have hobbies. She hoped her husband would allow such things.

The carriage stopped and she stepped out, looking up at the castle with wide eyed wonder. She would meet the Queen.. though surely she would not be the one she chose. She stepped inside with her mother, going to the room where the other women that were making deput were getting ready. There was one last thing she needed for her outfit.. the big long white feather that would go on the top of her head.

Today is the most important day, and for some a terrifying one, for today is the day London’s marriage-minded misses are presented to Her Majesty the Queen. May God have mercy on their souls.

She wondered why the feather was necessary.. in her opinion it was just obnoxious but it wasn’t an option. She watched as woman after woman stepped out to see the queen, taking a deep breath. Next were the Hargrove’s.

“Miss Maxine Mayfield, presented by her mother, the Right Honorable Lady Hargrove.” The announcer called out as Max stepped out in front of her mother. She glanced to him with a light scowl, must they use her full first name?

Susan Hargrove gave her a light pat on the back and Max began walking towards the Queen. She didn’t really want to do this and maybe the Queen could tell because she looked displeased as she looked at her. The Queen waved her hand, signaling for the next woman to come forth.

Max bowed her head before quickly stepping to the side with her mama. She turned to glance at El, who was given an extra year until her own deput.

The announcer spoke again. “Nancy Wheeler, presented by the Roght Honorable, the Dowager Viscountess Wheeler.”

Nancy put on her best smile as she stood in front of her mother. She walked towards the Queen with straight posture and confidence in her stride.l. Her face gentle but serious and unmoving.

The Queen leaned into the Queen’s man as he whispered in her ear but Nancy did not let that falter her. She kept going. She bowed her at the end of her stride and waited in that position for some sort of reaction. Suddenly the Queen stood up and walked towards her.

Nancy felt her chin being lifted by a gentle hand and she looked up through her eye lashes. She had to bite her tongue to stop blushing. Anyone would blush at the Queen.. right? She stood straight and heard the words; “Flawless, my dear.” And her smile grew wider before the Queen cupped her face as she kissed her head.

Queen Charlotte went back to her throne and Nancy bowed again with her mother, whispering. “Did that truly just happen?” In shock and glee. It was an honorable thing to be picked by Her Majesty. “Keep smiling, dearest.” Her mama replied with a smile of her own. “They are watching you… now more than ever.”

But as we know, the brighter a lady shines, the faster she may burn.

Ok so there’s this singer named Sombr who’s gotten a bit popular. I think his song would be great in a one shot.

“I don’t want the children of another man to have the eyes of the girl I don’t forget”

Robin thinking those lyrics as she thinks of Nancy and Jonathon

I NEED A GIRLFRIEND THAT'S JUST LIKE MITSUKI PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WITH THE NEW MESSY WAVY HAIR AND MASC CLOTHES RAHHHHHHHHHH

saw you followed me and i went “OH MY GOD THE BRIDGERTON AU PERSON!!!” so thats your legacy now

HAHA thank you so much!! Please do look at my latest sneak peak!! Feel free to casually spam my profile with asks ^^

Hello ladies and gentlemen!! It’s a lovely day to read, don’t you agree? Here is my fic! It’s chapter one, ao3 says it’s 7k plus words.

YALL NEED TO READ THIS

‘I came. I saw. I set it on fire’

fic title courtesy of @ronance-is-heaven

This fic will be the story of the one and only Erin Marie Byers. The firstborn daughter of Joyce and Lonnie Byers. She was the only child untill a year later when Johnathan Byers was born. Then Will followed a year or two after.

Sneak Peak at the first paragraph

Erin's POV

'I always thought that being the daughter of Lonnie Byers.. Was bad enough. People staring at me with hate or loathing just because of the last name I share with my dad. It wasn't untill a week before my 11th birthday.. That my life took a turn for the worst. Me and My Dearest friend Nancy were taking our normal walk home from school like we always did but this time it was different. It was tense and quiet due to a huge fight we had gotten into earlier that day. I didn't want Nancy to walk home alone.. So I still walked with her I would have never let her walk home alone. I reached for her hand to apologize for something I truly didn't need to apologize for. I felt my hand brush hers before my body was yanked away from her and pulled into a Dark Tinted black car... '

Mind you this is just a small glimpse as to what the fic will be like its still very much in development!!!

Hey guys, I’m posting ch 1 today but I need tag ideas.. thoughts?

She does not walk. She marches.

They're gonna have to start tying her up in Season 5. She literally invented ADHD.