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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Bridgerton (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eloise Bridgerton/Theo Sharpe Characters: Eloise Bridgerton, Theo Sharpe, Simon Basset’s Father | Duke of Hastings, Lord Wetherby (Bridgerton), Lord Petri (Bridgerton), Anthony Bridgerton, Will Mondrich Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Pirate, Golden Age of Piracy Summary:

Eloise was no great pianoforte player. She had no skill in dancing. And, under no circumstance, was she ever allowed to sing. She lived her life in silence, until the Prince of Pirates and his crew attacked her brother’s port of Mayfair searching for a treasure none of them would ever reveal. Now, stolen from home, she must survive until she can escape the “Prince of Pirates” Captain Sharpe and finally live a life of freedom.

Tick-tock on the clock I pace down your block I broke my own heart 'cause you were too polite to do it (1/2)

Yeah I'm in the maths fandom but I don't really engage with the source material as much as I used to, y'know? I'll go back and read the classics but even then not recently and honestly I vibe so much harder with the place the fanfics are going.

Here's another Prelude To Ecstasy snippet!

Benedict stared at his sister, taking in her earnest expression, the plea in her eyes. The two of them shared a bond that none of their other siblings quite understood, a bond forged from being a pair of imposters, tripping and falling over themselves while others glided around them, content with their position in society. Benedict, being a gentleman in society, had his freedoms. His sister, on the other hand, was effectively caged by the rules of polite society. And Benedict, for all his worries, refused to be one of her jailers.

Benedict and Eloise Bridgerton in the background

Pairing: Eloise Bridgerton/Theo Sharpe

Summary: Snippets in the life of Eloise Bridgerton and Theo Sharpe (and anyone else who comes along)

eloise and benedict's faces when fran got shy about kissing john in front of an audience 🤣

Yeah man ofc u can borrow my notes (if u can read them)

Edwina Sharma, Eloise Bridgerton, Marina Thompson, they could NEVER make me hate you.

Lorelei

by Sylvia Plath

It is no moon to drown in: A full moon, river lapsing Black beneath bland mirror-sheen,

The blue water-mists dropping Scrim after scrim like fishnets Though fishermen are sleeping,

The massive castle turrets Doubling themselves in a glass All stillness. Yet these shapes float

Up toward me, troubling the face Of quiet. From the nadir They rise, their limbs ponderous

With richness, hair heavier Than sculptured marble. They sing Of a world more full and clear

Than can be. Sisters, your song Bears a burden too weighty For the whorled ear's listening

Here, in a well-steered country, Under a balanced ruler. Deranging by harmony

Beyond the mundane order, Your voices lay siege. You lodge On the pitched reefs of nightmare,

Promising sure harborage; By day, descant from borders Of hebetude, from the ledge

Also of high windows. Worse Even than your maddening Song, your silence. At the source

Of your ice-hearted calling -- Drunkenness of the great depths. O river, I see drifting

Deep in your flux of silver Those great goddesses of peace. Stone, stone, ferry me down there.

Yes, Pen said she would never bring scandal on Marina or her own family. But tbh Marina was a bitch and kind of deserved it.

Here to report that My Lady Jane is just…the best kind of fanfiction that you could make into a TV show.

It’s a shifter AU, arranged marriage, friends-to-lovers, 100K slow burn, canon major character death fix-it fic but with a big budget and a soundtrack and excellent costumes where everyone committed to the bit.

I do recommend.

Pairings: Eloise Bridgerton/Theo Sharpe, Eloise Bridgerton & Francesca Bridgerton

Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Academic Rivals, Casual Sex

Summary:

Eloise trips and falls into Theo's bed.

[Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, and thrice is neither of those things.]

Excerpt:

Eloise had Theo pressed against a shelf, her fingers deftly working open the buttons of his neatly-pressed shirt. There were voices outside, important people having important conversations right outside their hiding place, but all she could focus on was making sure that this man (with his perfect hair and his perfect smile and his perfect—) walked away from this closet looking wrecked.

from bright-eyed and bushy-tailed to political fugitives on the run

I don't get people talking shit about Eloise not noticing that Penelope is in love with her brother. When I was her age and younger, I could never figure out my friend's crushes unless they told me, and even now, I struggle to notice. It took me years of my friends dating around to guess a pattern. Sometimes, people just don't notice that stuff. It happens.

A ship dynamic I find interesting is super protective x super reckless.

The reckless one doesn't care about throwing themself into danger, because they just know that their partner will always be there to protect them from anything bad that could happen to them.

Can lead to a situation in which their partner simply can't be there to save them in time or is very late to do it, so they finally realize that they're also hurting their partner by putting themself constantly in dangerous situations.

I successfully finished a 1000 word first draft of No. 1 Party Anthem!

Here's a snippet:

They lost track of time, then, arguing for the sake of arguing. “The two of you bicker like an old married couple,” Francesca would say, to which Eloise would rather eloquently respond, “Fuck you.”

It’s nearing 2 a.m. and I just wrote over 50% of a small one-shot I may or not post. In my Notes app, no less.

I dont know what to say other than I read @pendale 's titanic au drabble like an hour ago (go read that if you havent) and then furiously wrote this.

"James Cameron is full of shit," Eloise says as the screen fades to black and the credits begin to roll. "I still say they both could have fit."

"Not this again," Theo laughs, half out of desperation, and half actual humor. He pinches the bridge of nose. "For the last time, El, it's about the bouyancy, not how much space they had to occupy."

Eloise smirks, popping a piece of popcorn in her month. To the victor goes the spoils, she thinks. It's become much, much too easy, lulling Theo into an argument like this. Most of their movie nights end up following a similar route.

"All they had to do was tie Rose's lifejacket-"

"I swear to God, if you bring up the Mythbusters thing again-"

She throws an M&M at her boyfriend's face, aiming for his forehead. He catches it in his mouth instead. She would be more annoyed about it, but it was an pretty impressive catch, so she gets her revenge by throwing herself at him and toppling them both down onto the couch cushions.

She settles on top of him, and Theo's arms wrap snugly around her waist as he peers up at her with a gaze so open that even after years of receiving it, it still sparks crackling electricity to erupt throughout her body.

(The same sensation she had had the first year of university watching him arrive in the middle of a lecture with the most endearing blush on his face before taking a seat next to her.)

"I don't think Jack and Rose were in the right frame of mind to have come up with such an elaborate plan," Theo tells her, "you know, with all the freezing to death and what not."

"Sucks to be them," Eloise says plainly. "I  would have thought of it."

"Of course you would have."

She sinks more fully onto him, pressing them further into the cushions. She'd called it payback for his teasing, but it's hardly a punishment. "I'm just saying, if I had a gorgeous peasant in front of me I wouldn't simply sit back and do nothing while they turn into a corpse."

"I don't know if I should be flattered you called me gorgeous, or offended you called me a peasant."

"Who said I was talking about you?" She raises a challenging eyebrow.

Theo laughs. "Well, you're too old for Leo Dicaprio, so I know you're not talking about him."

Eloise smooths her hands down his solid chest, appreciating the way his features get caught in the glow of the television. Something anchors itself in her ribcage, heart tied to this spot, this moment, this man. She holds no desire untether it. "I would have gotten us out alive," she says softly-- not a boast, but a declaration. "I would have saved you."

"I know you would have," Theo pulls her closer. "There's not a bone in my body that would ever cast doubt on you."

She shows her gratitude for such unwavering confidence by capturing his lips in a kiss-- slow and sweet, and without any emerging danger or impending doom to hurry them along. Theo’s fingers tease the hem of shirt, and her own take to their favored position of curling in his hair, and her opinion is only cemented further.

James Cameron and the freezing waters of the Atlantic Ocean be dammed. There's nothing in the world that could keep her from having this.

You're telling me that they're filming at Theo's print shop location????

Just a little something while I work on other (less miserable) works!

Pairing: Eloise Bridgerton/Theo Sharpe

Tags: Alternate Universe - Titanic (1997) Fusion, Tragedy

Summary: The Titanic strikes an iceberg and everything goes to hell.

Warning: Major Character Death

god bless the dinosaur that died to make the fossil fuel that was treated to become petrol in the car that took claudia jessie's mom to the hospital to give birth to her

It would have been fun if someone wrote a fanfic that is a crossover between the movie Anastasia and Bridgerton.

Eloise Bridgerton is then anya/Anastasia, the last Bridgerton alive.

Theo Sharpe is Dimitri the skilled con artist who is also a feminist.

Footman John is Vladimir also a con artist that say he was duke before the war.

SHE WAS SO HAPPY I WANNA KMS