girlogies - Tumblr blog

[girlogies]

HER ROYAL HIGHNESS

benedict bridgerton x princess (poc) reader

After a series of agonising years of begging her mother to be let out into society — as a commoner would, equally putting her as the diamond of the season, the queen has finally, yet hesitantly agreed. Though with a single condition;

Sponsor the upcoming season. SUCCESSFULLY.

It was proven to be a challenge when her faith was put into the hands of the eldest bridgerton, whom was stubborn beyond belief. And it was only with the help of the second eldest that the princess might accomplish her goal.

However, getting Anthony to be married seemed to be less of a struggle in comparison to the hardship soon to occur with Benedict. Whose eyes never seem to leave her own.

OVERALL WARNING. smut!! (and lots of implied sex & talk), age gap (almost 8 years), toxic family, mentions of mental health issues, classism, abuse of power, mean ish lady danbury (i had to okay), alcohol consumption, misogyny, miscommunication, slowwww burn.

GENRE. fluff, angst, smut. a slight Rapunzel retelling, set in season 2–3 with mentions of season 1.

AUTHORS NOTE. ahhh!! i’m so excited for this, i’ve had this idea since i rewatched season 2 of bridgerton and read a one shot on here about princess reader, and it has not left my mind since. it takes place in season 2 and will have snippets of season 3. please feel free to leave suggestions of what you’d like to see xx

also!! i’ll finish your requests in my inbox soon i promise, this’ll probs make me go back to wp lol

[girlogies]

Aaaaaaaand I’m dead

[girlogies]

Another Bridgerton brainrot, this time featuring a time traveler reader who doesn't give much of a shit.

Fair warning, this will end in polyamory too.

So, let's settle the scene on your end first. You are a modern day woman who grew up being able to communicate with a demon; you still referred to them as a demon despite them having explained to you many times they weren't a demon from Catholic religion or even a daimon (original word and what not), rather a loki who makes deals just for the fun and entertainment of it. Their presence in your life made it chaotic and stressful, but quite unique. They took a liking to you and you liked to have a supernatural friend.

They never offered you a deal though, not until you're 24 and still with about 6 years of medical training to be a fully recognized psychiatrist. You've dealt with old patients suffering from schizophrenia, bipolar disorder and Alzheimer's since the start of your residency- it was never easy and, your grandmother having been a nurse, you actually tried to help the nurses more and not ride on a high horse of medical superiority. The nurses loved you for that and you often found yourself eating with them and spending more time with them than with your other medical peers- something that gave you a more in depth perspective of the day to day of patients and even helped you propose (in a very small scale) new treatments that focused on bettering the life quality and expectancy of your patients. Everyone said you had a bright future and maybe you did, but truly, it was a tiring life you weren't even sure you wanted.

It'd been months since you last had a conversation with your demon friend and honestly, you had no energy for it... But you missed just talking about nonsense so you ask,

"Have you caused any great chaos lately?"

"Many," they respond, unusually nonchalant.

You take a deep breath and decide you deserve their cold treatment. It doesn't hurt any less... But it also makes you realize you're too tired to actually try to fix things. So you sigh and give a sad smile, "I'm glad. Sorry for not helping or even admiring any lately," your apology is short but sincere. You'll be sure to give them a more elaborate one as soon as you catch on sleep. "I'm off to bed now, you know you can make yourself comfortable and I guess I'll see you-"

"Let's make a deal," they interrupt with the sweet velvet voice you've heard them use to convince normal people into accepting their darkest desires in exchange for strange prices.

You halt, mouth still open and more awake than you've felt in weeks as you fully focus on their small 5'4'' tall figure. They always did like presenting as androgynous tween whenever they had to disguise as human. "What?"

"Let's. Make. A deal," they repeat and before you can utter another dumbfounded 'what', they continue. "Your life sucks."

"...gee, thanks," you say after a moment of silence, thinking they were gonna elaborate. Which they do, they just liked to fuck with you like a younger sibling would.

"It does. You're doing something great for people and you're good but you're overworked and in the end, someone will take credit for your work and you will end up old and bitter and sad and alone-"

"Okay!" You stop them, angry at how they were voicing your darkest thoughts that you had seen evidence of their truth. "So, you're offering an alternative, I presume?"

"I like you, you know that," they say and you simply nod, accepting the fact trying to hide the small pride it brings you. It's like being told you're cool by your coolest younger sibling. "So I'll make you a deal I've never done before. You see, there's an unfulfilled contact I made more than 200 years ago and my window to fulfill my end of the deal is slipping. You're my best option"

"... you can time travel?"

"Of course I can, what kind of supernatural being couldn't?" They scoff before rolling their eyes. "You know of King George III, right?"

"...was that the crazy one or the one who failed so bad they had to have a prime minister and start parliament?"

"The crazy one"

"Ah, sure. What about him?"

"I made a deal with his wife, Queen Charlotte, to help her husband through human means. In exchange, she would have to accept and let the chaos of whoever I brought to her would cause," they explain and you're just confused.

"Human means?" You repeat. "Wait, you only want chaos you already provoked?"

"Humans," they sigh, almost as if suffering by your lack of information. "Okay, so, quick explanations: human means- a human, human medicine and techniques, nothing supernatural. Because she refused to pay the price of the supernatural, that's why I only asked for her to let me plant the chaos I desired. But you see, time is not linear like you believe, it's simultaneous and I can walk through a window of 216 years- right now, I'm bound from 1808 to this year. So, for me to fulfill my end of the bargain, I need to choose someone now."

"And you thought of me."

"Yes. You are more than qualified and-" they interrupt you before you can start complaining, "I would of course, offer you all the commodities of your current time. Electricity, internet- hell, even Amazon delivery. Queen Charlotte already agreed to make you pass as one of her relatives and get you into the ton to cause the chaos I know you're capable of, as well as giving you your own title, private residence and pay."

"...I assume she does not know I am a woman," you say after a moment, a part of you unbelieving that you're actually considering taking them up on this crazy offer.

They smile mischievously, eyes sparkling with delight, "She only said she wanted a doctor who wouldn't abuse her husband, who would try to help. She never specified anything about a male doctor."

"She probably never thought there would be anything but male doctors," you sigh before laughing at picturing all the havoc you could cause around snob people who had no concept of women's rights. It could be fun to corrupt the young minds of women around you- it was a fantasy of yours, to put wealthy people in power in their place, especially men. Being able to be part of high society, close to royalty and having enough power and influence to actually change something? It sounded exhilarating! You didn't quite care for the consequences your actions could have on the future, figuring that your demon friend would know better than to cause a serious, universe ending problem.

"So, what do you say? We have a deal?" They ask, offering their hand

You doubt. You think of what could be of your life if you say no- your life would continue its current course and despite being successful by certain standards, you doubt you'd ever have true fun like you had with your demon pseudo sibling in your younger years. If you accepted their deal however, you could cause so much mischief, have an estate and house of your own, a title and you'd still get to help someone!

"Just to be clear," you say, cautiously. "Would I be able to come back?"

"Sure," they shrug. "I could even take you back to this very day, if you wanted to. Not a day older and with all your memories of your time in the past intact."

"And I would still have all of my modern things, right? TV, books, internet, streaming... All of it?"

"Yup. Whatever money the queen gives you with the estate, I'll transform to current money and buy you all you may want."

"...what's the downside of this?"

"For you? None whatsoever. You're helping me comply with a deal, I appreciate that," they say, sincerely. It feels like they're hiding something.

"And the chaos you think I'll cause," you look closely at their expression as you narrow your eyes, "is solely because I'm a modern feminist woman?"

"...sure"

"Be honest," you say sternly, waiting for them to look you in the eyes. There's mischief there when they do look at you.

"I'm also hoping your modern beauty, your romantic-movie loving self and you inability to talk to people you found attractive like a normal human being to play a part in it," they admit and you sigh.

You feared as much. But hey, it would be a big ass house and the opportunity to actually see the world of your favorite movies. You had pretty much nothing to lose and everything to gain.

So you sigh, nod and take their hand in yours and say, "Deal."

Sorry this was just world building and not actually a romantic plot with the characters. I'll write that tomorrow. I have so many ideas! Particularly, introducing Daphne Bridgerton to being a 17 year old, having a sleep over and banging your head with her with female rage songs (like Nightmare by Halsey)

[girlogies]

WELCOME to my blog.

an 18 year old lazy writer who needs a fictional escape.

characters I write for.

o. the bridgertons and king george

o. james maguire

o. tom riddle , theodore nott , blaise zabini

o. jamie reyes , miguel diaz

o. ricky bowen

o. rafe cameron

in any category is completely fine, excluding non consensual behaviour in certain context ( unless specified ). + lover of revenge & happy endings <3

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

please feel free to request though i might deliver the request in different timing depending on the character and the type (smut, angst and so on)!

[girlogies]

Ricky: I can’t relate to horror stories where it’s like, ‘My wife started acting crazy, isn’t that so scary?’ Because I would support my wife no matter what. I would love my crazy wife.

[girlogies]

A POISON TREE

synopsis

percy jackson x oc (valentine hart) / can be seen as reader

posted on wp too — girlogys / tiktok: girlogys.wp

Valentine Hart was consumed with rage. Tragedy struck the void of her bones so painfully it embedded the depths of her mind, choking until anger strangled her.

She wasn't normal, she's been told, numerously.

Panting awake in the midst of the night, tiny fingers clutching her reddened chest as she recollected memories of people she did not know. Blurring figures and golden silhouettes hiding behind her eye lids, where scars are left buried from the nails scratching at the flesh of her face, she'd think the blood still sept.

It was an everyday occurrence. Morphing dreams plaguing her in constant agony. A heap of roaring turmoil would tear her apart when classmates claimed she was all they saw when they closed their eyes, fatigue taking over.

Her own sleep had never caught onto her and she found the darkened eye bags a drastic colour against her complexion. She hid it well, she thought she did.

But Grover Underwood had seen it all, and she hated him for dragging her to a camp of even bigger freaks than she was; somehow still being an outcast amongst them.

&. She greatly despised Percy Jackson for being the cause of even greater doom to come.

[girlogies]

hi lovelies!! ill be getting on with your requests starting this week! i forgot the login of this account and i just got it, so i wasnt able to do much the past few days :(