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*:･ﾟ✧  #MCCVLLOUGH.  a blog made exclusively for bridgertonrps.

mccvllough​:

The marquis had been all but floating through the fete since the news of his wife’s pregnancy had been confirmed. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and he had stopped at any stall that had something that even remotely reminded the man of his wife so it was no wonder that he stopped at the pastry stall to pick a few treats for his family.

“Oh!” He turned to glance down at the pastries in question, his smile warm, “A kind offer. I can’t blame you for getting carried away with how delicious these look. who wouldn’t?” He laughed.

His acquaintance was welcomed, in fact, the company was wholeheartedly appreciated. Her day had been filled of unnecessary discussions of those with malintent. He, however, seemed genuine, which was a welcomed surprise.

“I think the delicacies are out of this world, I got a little carried away, my eyes are bigger than my stomach, you could say.”

mccvllough​:

“please. father would not allow such a thing, even if you insisted upon it.” emma teased, a playful gleam in her eye. “i’m glad you had a nice time, though perhaps we should get you over to meet more of the people of the ton.” she suggested, her hair falling over her shoulder as she tilted her head to the side. “a gentleman named patrick…i have yet to meet him, but i’m sure it will be pleasant.”

she huffed, eyes rolling in response to her sister. despite her fathers wishes, she seemed to be doing the opposite, no marriage in sight. “father will have a long wait, trying to get someone to take me.” she spoke with amusement, a grin remaining on her face. “sounds heavenly, let’s hope he is as charming as he sounds.”

mccvllough·:

growing older was difficult. there were things that were expected of you and there was only so much one could hold on their shoulders, it was why she kept to her little bookshop and only ventured when needed. “i know what you mean, sometimes you just need a simple conversation with someone likeminded. makes for a more enjoyable time.” she nodded firmly. “they were nice yes, it was a nice break from everything else.”

mccvllough​:

“well that’s exciting in it’s own right now isn’t it? was the picnic at least tolerable and somewhat fun?” she questioned gently with a quirked brow. “yes someone did snatch up my basket though not a suitor, but it was enjoyable none-the-less.”

mccvllough​:

a wide smile stretched across emma’s lips at her sisters question, unable to mask the excitement she felt at such festivities. unlike her sister, emma delighted in the new life they had found themselves apart of, and revelled in the newfound attention. “very much so.” she commented, eyes eager. “have you attended your picnic yet? i suppose it is less exciting, having it be a woman instead of a nobleman.”

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“now do tell, what excitement have you gotten up to so far today?” primrose questioned the other as she linked their arms together in a friendly manner. “i do hope something interesting for i have started to grow bored already.”

mccvllough​:

hannah didn’t have anyone really in her life to guide her on what to wear to events like the one she was attending. she found one of her best dresses to wear even though it was a picnic, she still wanted to put on a good impression. she didn’t feel like she fit in with everyone but wanted to still meet people. this event was a good way to do it.

she felt the warmth of the sun hit her as she made her way to where the picnic was being held. she didn’t have much expectations and just wanted a good time. she found the person she had placed a bid on, greeting them with a smile. ‘’yes that’s me. it’s a pleasure. and you’re martha..’’ hannah carefully knelt down on the blanket and held out her hand.

she exhales softly, eyes following the female as she sits beside her. she was reassured at the moment she came into view, fearing who had perhaps bid on her basket. she knew some of the ton did wish such malintent, she just wished for a calm time. she was glad to see her.

“pleasure is mine.” she smiled, raising her head to her in return. “i do not feel i have seen you before -- are you new to london?”

the event was in full swing, and martha felt somewhat at ease in the company presented. she was doing her best to socialise, to bring a good impression for her family. emma, her sister, was nowhere to be found, and she was doing her best to do things solo. upon the auction, she had received a winning bidder, someone of which she did not appear to know. she thought it were a good opportunity to get to know others, feeling optimistic about what was to come. in her basket presented chocolate cake, some wine, and some other baked goods. she had a sweet tooth, it was easy to see.

she awaited her arrival, sitting down crossed legged on the blanket, basking in the sun, feeling the need to enjoy whilst it lasted. as she saw someone step forward, she smiled. "hannah, is it?"

mccvllough​:. 

    the other woman’s words caused amelie’s smile to fall momentarily, breathing in sharply before forcing the smile to return to her lips. “whatever do you mean?” she asked, a silence falling between the two, amelie casting her eyes downwards as she let the pretence fade. “i.i’m tired of pretending.” she added, her voice quieter than ever.  

      She wishes to understand. She sighs gently, moving to pour her some tea, placing the cup and saucer in front of her. “I can imagine it is exhausting.” She replied, tilting her head to study her closely. “Are you going to tell me what has happened?”

Brown orbs warmed at the figure in front of him. He had always been a good natured man, but never good at social interacting. An ivory hand reached to run the length of his dark hair to make it more uniform. He was grateful to be approached at the party. His father usually made it certain that his only son was ignored or forgotten. “Do you need directions?” he mused before wincing at himself. “Not that you don’t know your way around. I just didn’t expect much company tonight.”

Eyes fixate for a moment, looking for a moment to gain her bearings. Unfortunately, she remained puzzled on the layout of the home. She felt she was perhaps dazed, the day had been long and she had become more consumed by tiredness as the day prevailed. The voice of another spurred her to turn, a thankful smile on her lips. “It appears my navigation skills are not on par.” She smiled, a soft laugh leaving her lips. “I would appreciate it, I wished to get some fresh air.”