Soooo... it's been a while. Actually it's been two years. So much has changed but I guess I am about to finish this little piece. Not today but because I have to reread all the chapters (I don't remember what happened) but then... I guess I finally found my Muse again. If you wonder what I'm talking about, its this story: MASTERLIST
Hopefully anyone in this world will still read it...
Love some more Luke T fics!
I'm trying my best to continue with the series. :)
Hello, hello.
I got a request for a Luke fic and I had this idea in my head... it’s going to be a new series. I hope you will enjoy it. This first chapter is a bit rusty. I hadn’t write for months so have to get used to it again. I will be better at further chapters. Please don’t let me down after this one. I have great adventures for these two.
Feedback is always much appreciated.
Words: 1000+ Notes: Not proof read yet.
You were a little bit nervous. You liked the idea of this press show. You really did. And you were sure the fans would like it either. But you were nervous to meet the cast of Bridgerton. Which was stupid because they would be lovely. Just as your cast members are. You were sure of that. But still… it felt strange.
It was time. You were perfectly styled, had some precious make up on and your hair were done in nice curls. You had your microphone attached and a nice guy lead you to the room where the interview was going to be. You sat down on the sofa and waited. The cameras rolled already and a voice from behind them asked you, how you felt. “A bit nervous.” You answered with a charming smile. “I really like to know which Bridgerton I get to know first.” You nodded and smiled to the person behind the camera. “So do we. Are you ready?” You chuckled. “Not really, but let’s go.” You smiled again and turned your head to the door where the actor should come through.
It took some seconds but then the door opened and a tall man with chestnut hair walked through it. You stood up and returned his bright smile. With a few strides he crossed the distance between you and when he stood in front of you, you embraced each other. “It’s good to meet you.” “You, too.” You said and let go of him to sit down again. “Do we have to introduce ourselves?” He asked and looked to the production manager, who nodded. He turned his head and looked at you. “Ladies first” he said with a motion of his hand. You rolled your eyes but turned to the camera that had that red light on it. “Hello, my name is (Y/N) and I play Poppy Bridgerton in Rokesby.” You smiled and turned to him. “Hello, my name is Luke Thompson and I play Benedict Bridgerton in Bridgerton.” He smiled and turned his head to look at you. “You are my aunt.” You nodded. “Yeah, somehow. Though I’m your father’s cousin. So…” You shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know if that counts.” You chuckled and he joined. “I think it does. Edmund’s sisters all married Rokesbys so it doesn’t matter, they are all related.” He waved his hand, and an amused smile was placed on your lips.
You spotted an envelope at the table in front of you. “Is this one for us?” You asked and when somebody said yes trough the button in your ear you picked it up. “Let’s see what’s inside.” With played excitement you opened the envelope which had some cards with questions inside. “A little game.” Luke said and wiggled with his shoulders. You smiled at him and put out the first card. “If Poppy and Benedict have to meet each other, how would that be?” You looked up from the card into Lukes face, your brows a little furrowed. “Hmm…” He made. “I would be in the country. At my cottage.” You said and spined the card in your hand. “Yeah.” Luke agreed. “Poppy and Andrew would travel around and just stay for supper or so.” You nodded. “And Poppy and Sophie would like each other very well. They are both curious and adventurous. They would both tell each other tails of what happened to them, while Andrew and Benedict would talk about… shapes?” You asked and tilted you head. Luke laughed but nodded. “Yeah, they would go on for hours about architecture and art. Each talking of something different.” “Absolutely!” You nodded with a smirk. “Next question.” Luke said after a short pause and took another card from the envelope. “If you could switch characters with one of the other show: Who would you pick?” Luke raised on of his brows as he looked up at you. You sighed and furrowed your brows. “I think… I would go for Hyacinth.” You said and looked back at him with a nod. “You have to say that, don’t you?” He smiled. “We do promote her season her, aren’t we?” You chuckled again. He was right. It was Hyacinth’s season which you promoted but you would have gone for her anyway. “I love her wit, her stubbornness. Her passion about the treasure hunt. It doesn’t matter if it’s her season or not. I would’ve picked her anyway.” You lifted you chin in defeating manner and Luke bowed his head. “Alright. I would choose… That’s difficult.” He said after thinking for some time. His face showed obviously that he was still thinking. “I could go for Edward. Again, the second son. Or Andrew I think he is most likely to Benedict. Nicolas would surely be fun as well…” “You could take the opportunity to be the first son with George.” You suggested. “Yeah… But I think I would go for Papa Bridgerton. Edmund.” “Good choice.” You nodded and smiled at him, taking another card.
You answered some more questions and with every question you and Luke get along better and better. You smiled and laughed; sure, one could say that it was played for the cameras. But you enjoyed his presence very much just as he did. When the cameras were turned off you remained seating. “That was fun.” He said and smiled at you. “It was, yeah. And it’s so nice to finally meet more of ‘the other’ family.” Luke chuckled. “Yeah, it is. There’s this after party tonight, isn’t it? I think Johnny had organized something, so we get know all of us.” You nodded. You had heard about that party and of course had planned to be there. “Yeah, we already talked about it.” “So, you’ll be there?” He smiled a very charming smile and you returned it with a nod. “Of course! How could I miss such a party?” He laughed. “I’ll be glad to see you there.” “Me, too.” You smiled and then stood up. There were some other interviews you had to do. Luke hugged you. A little tighter than the first time. And you inhaled his sent which reminded you of cedar, peppermint, and vanilla. You liked it very much. “See you later.” You smiled. “Bye Luke.” And even though your ways parted for this afternoon, Luke’s sent was imprinted into your mind.
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Oh my goodness. What is going on? The Coming Home Again Masterlist has almost 800 notifications. That’s insane! Also I got some new followers and almost gained 500 which is crazy. Hello to everyone new and thank you for sharing and following. 🥰
Also I realized there’s one chapter and the epilog of Coming Home Again missing. I should finish it. Has anyone some tips for inspiration? Because I know how it should end but I have absolutely no creativity for writing. Some motivation would be kind.
Just leave the Coming Home Again Masterlist here, for some product placement. 😃
The Bridgertons as the Greek Olympians
| Anthony - Zeus | Benedict - Apollo | Colin - Hermes | Daphne - Hera | Eloise - Artemis | Francesca - Athena | Gregory - Hades | Hyacinth - Hestia |
So, i watched Hawkeye and I became a huge sucker for Laura and her relationship with Clint. I can’t wait to see more of her. In my head I already made up 1.000 storys about her. This is one I wanted to share.
Summary: After everyones back, Clint tells Laure about the Ronin. Words: 1000+ Note: Not proof read - like always.
The kids were tugged into bed after a usual day at the farmhouse. Well, usual as things were usual these days. Laura and the kids get used to the new circumstances quite quickly. Sure, they have lost five years. And a lot of things had changed in those five years. But it was easier to adopt things when you hadn’t had a chance. Instead, Clint …
So, in Age of Ultron Laura Barton says ‘I can feel the difference’ to Clint. And if she turns out to be a biologist as Bobbi/Mockingbird in the comics... that would make so much sense.
Some Snow White/Cinderella crossover.
Kate, home alone with the boys!
Kate, Edmund and Miles had just finished dinner and she couldn't help but notice the looks shared between the two boys. It was not atypical of them to get into mischief together, Edmund leading the way, ordering about and Miles following his brother with utmost devotion. But something was different today, their eyes did not reflect the usual playfulness.
Ed looked at her and asked "Mum, can we sleep with you tonight?"
It was not unusual for them to crash together in the master bedroom with Kate and Anthony. But it felt like she was missing something hearing the way Ed was asking, mature and young at the same time.
"Of course, you can, Ed! Why do you ask?"
Before Ed could respond, Miles replied "Daddy said you'll be afwaid to sleep all alone in bed. We wanna pwotect you, Mommy!"
"Miles!!" Edmund hissed. It was meant to be a secret and Miles had ruined it!
"No, mum..... It's just... we.."
As Edmund struggled to come up with a more 'suitable reason' , Kate couldn't help but think how lucky she was. Her precious boys. They were so much like Anthony. Of course Ed wanted to be like his dad, take up all the responsibilities, be strong and grown-up.
She smiled at Ed and drew him closer to her, giving him a one-armed hug, assuring him that it's all good.
"That's true! You guys would protect me, no? She asked looking at Miles.
"Yes, mummy, we will!" Miles said with a proud grin on his face!
"Okay boys! Go brush your teeth and get ready for bed."
"But mom, aren't we gonna build a pillow fort?" Ed asked tentatively. Pillow fort was a tradition they started when Ed was still a teeny tiny boy and from then, on whenever the boys stayed in their room, they build massive pillow forts, always trying to outdo the previous ones. There was her sweet little boy, back again, Kate thought looking at Ed.
"Of course we're going to build a pillow fort. Bring all your pillows and blankets! We're gonna build the best fort and we'll show Daddy how it's done when he gets back home. "
Ed and Miles scampered, to get to the bathroom first, bumping into each other on the way. Kate stood there and watched her boys. Never in a million years did she ever think that she would fall in love. But here she was, heart bursting with love!
Thank you so much for reading! 🙌
I'm writing (something that is not just dialogues) and posting it for the first time! (and I might be super nervous about it) 😅
Huge shout out to @greenlightbulb-s for encouraging me to write! She's an incredible writer and an awesome human being! Thank you so much! 💜
I know this is rude but I want to see Anthony going to the trauma of Hyacinths birth while Kate gives birth to Edmund. I know Johnny would nail it. And it would fit into Anthony’s recovering process. So please give me that scene in season two. 🙏
Headcanons of Mr. And Mrs. Crabtree finding out Benedict and Sophie got married 🥰
When they received the letter from Mr Bridgerton which said he was getting married, Mrs Crabtree screamed happily, when Mr Crabtree pointed further down the letter pointing out the name of his bride… Mrs Crabtree had to sit down as she felt quite faint.
The Crabtree’s had loved Sophie and Mrs Crabtree had watched Benedict carefully and had seen the way his face lit up when Sophie joined him, and it and even more obvious that Sophie was in love with Mr Bridgerton so she was convinced that this would be a very happy marriage.
Mr Bridgerton had given her a list of things to do and whilst she put her efforts in it, she went overboard getting things suitable for Sophie.
They had plenty of time to prepare as Benedict had said he didn’t expect to back at the cottage until August but the cottage was to be their home.
The drawing room downstairs she converted into an office for Sophie, books ordered and transformed a room for a dressing room.
Mrs Crabtree counted down the days, she remembered some of the favourite foods that Sophie had talked about, the recipes she had read and liked the sound of and had a full menu for a month planned.
Mr Crabtree helped fix the rose bushes and replaced them and had the gardens cleaned and sourced Sophie her own mare and all the riding gear she needed.
They barely slept the night before Mr and Mrs Bridgerton arrived and even though Benedict had told them he wanted the night and everyone not to be there when they got there. Mrs Crabtree couldn’t help but watch when they arrived and the following morning made them a huge welcome home breakfast.
She had expected to find a couple who loved each other but the love and happiness from her employers was a joy to watch every day. The arrivals of the mini masters and mistress made it even better and just completed their perfect lives at My Cottage
Made me some Aubrey Hall. 🌸🌿🌼
This is so beautiful. 😊
"No one should tell themselves that they can't wear a certain thing, because that's just silly. If you want to dress a certain way, or express yourself, you should do it, because it will give you so much more confidence. It'll make you feel so much more yourself. And life is short, so you might as well have fun."
Soooo, we fianlly made it. This is the last chapter. I’ll write an epiloge but then the story is finally finished. I hope you enjoy it. And not just this chpater but the whole story. Much love. 💕
Words: 1800+ Note: Like always, not proof read yet. Summary: It’s time for ‘The Talk’.
„Y/N?“ You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. When you turned to the side, you exhaled and opened your eyes to face Daphne with a smile on your lips. “Daphne.” “Are you feeling well?” She asked with a smile on her lips but a little concern was shown on her forehead. “Sure.” You lied and nodded. “It’s just very… hot in the ball room.” You smiled again and she nodded as she stood next to you, looking into the garden. “Yeah, it can be very hot in there.” She smiled and for some seconds both of you watched the night in silence.
“May I offer you an advice my mother gave me once?” Daphne had turned her head to face you. And when you looked back at her the smile was gone and she had a wise look on her face. You felt somehow strange because even though you were older than she was, in this moment you felt like she was far older than you are. But you nodded. “Sure, go ahead.” A small smile grew on her face when she took a deep breath and her eyes seemed almost to explode from love. “All you have to do is marry you dear best friend.” Her smile grew wider and she placed her hand on yours to squeeze it softly. You wanted to say something. But her word irritated you so much that you didn’t understand so you went for: “I beg you-“ That was all you could say when somebody called your name. You and Daphne looked through the open terrace door, both of you hadn’t to. You knew who had called you, you knew the voice very well.
Oh I have just read previous posts and I hope you don’t find me pushy in any way, or like I’m pushing you to write the next chapter, please take your time and write when you want to write. I’ve only have really enjoyed the first eleven chapters and cannot wait for a twelfth 💕
Hello dear, love to hear that. It always makes me smile when I read things like this. I know your ask is months old as well but finally I got my life back together so I have time and creativity to work on the next chapter. It’ll come out soon. Thanks for your support. It means a lot to me. 🥰
Much love and stay safe. 💕
Hi I absolutely love your story ‘coming home again’ do you know when the next chapter will be out?, if there is to be another of course, I hope there will be! Can you add me to the tag list if so aswel?
Hey dear, this ask is months old I guess. I was a little absent, I’m sorry. But I’m planning on writing the next chapter soon (perhaps even sooner than one might think.) and I’m very happy you liked it. Thanks for the ask. 🥰
Also, i would love to tag you but this ask is anonymous…
Much love and stay safe. 💕
“I am asking you to marry me because I love you,” he said, “because I cannot imagine living my life without you. I want to see your face in the morning, and then at night, and a hundred times in between. I want to grow old with you, I want to laugh with you, and I want to sigh to my friends about how managing you are, all the while secretly knowing I am the luckiest man in town.”
- It’s in His Kiss
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