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@musae1us
# MUSAE1US : a private and HIGHLY selective multimuse blog featuring canon characters from a wide range of literature such as bridgerton , acotar , the twisted series and much more ! 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀. 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 .
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penned by stevie ❪ she / her , 21 ❫
𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗍𝗈 : @viscountings ( & i will follow back from there )
𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗣 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 : under cut
this christmas would be special, she would make sure of it, while trying not to drown him in the holiday spirit, knowing he didn't share it. but maybe he would now that they had it together. moving her small hands to cup his face, looking into his green eyes with a small smile of her own. he so hated this, it was easy to tell. even easier when he lies to make her happy, perhaps to spare her feelings. something she loves about him, that he would try anything for her. that his heart didn't despise her for making him compromise their home for the sake of christmas.
" it's the perfect size - our living room is big ... i didn't want a sad tree to stand and hide in the corner. i wanted something big and round, something that greets you with christmas spirit. maybe then you'll be less stressed too. and if that doesn't work ... i have other ways to make you unwind. "
kissing his lips once, twice and thrice before pulling back. spinning around in the shirt of his she's wearing over her pants. she liked to lounge in anything that smelled like alex whenever he wasn't home. something that made her feel safe, encased in love and affection. " if you hate it by the end of the year - we'll tone it down next year, promise. " a smile as she walks to one of the boxes, pulling out the star and wiggling it in her hand. " josh helped me, though he made me promise to keep his name out of it. ooops. help me with the star ? i can't reach the top. " maybe the tree was too big after all.
ever since they moved in together , he was well aware that her feminine touch would soon overpower his need to be. . . simple. normal white walls were slowly transformed with slight watercolor paintings and as the holiday neared , he should’ve expected it. the thought didn’t scare him , christmas wasn’t something he necessarily loathed ( well not anymore because one look at her all excited to decorate and the feeling slowly subsided ) he just wasn’t sure how to handle the situation. green hues dart back and forth between her eyes and her lips , a look of shock on his face when she cups his cheeks. but like all things that ava did , the soft smile reserved for her slowly covered his lips.
she had a point. their living room was indeed large and he tore his eyes away briefly to look at the green tree before looking back at her. 〝 is it real? do we have to water it? 〞 his voice was laced with hatred , but one look at ava causes his smile to widen slightly. he just needed to try. an eyebrow raises at the last part of her sentence , his hands sliding lover on her back as he lets out a chuckle. 〝 in that case , it makes me even more stressed. perhaps you should enlighten me with these new ways of yours. 〞
his lips linger on hers , attempting to deepen the kisses she was granting him , a soft growl escaping his lips when she pulled away. alex’s hands slip to her waist , playing with the fabric of his shirt with a smile before he drops his hands at his sides when she walks away. 〝 that is until something else catches your eye and you know i can’t resist you. 〞 there was no part in denying that , whatever ava said she wanted , he was there to buy it for her. alex chuckles just slightly before walking over to her , eyeing the number of boxes before looking at the star in her hands. 〝 perhaps i can kill josh.. 〞 a beat passes before he looks up at the top of the tree. 〝 you’ll have to hop up on my shoulders , sunshine. 〞
he was just a child. that phrase was something that the young boy hated to hear no matter how old he was. being two years older than miles , he was always convinced that his brother was the child , not him. most of the ton would just chuckle at the boys slight outburst before paying attention to his parents : the viscount and viscountess. that was something the young boy could not wrap his head around. he too was meant to be viscount one day. why did everyone appear to look down on him?
yet when his two younger sisters are born : charlotte first and while edmund bridgerton ii didn’t necessarily enjoy the company of his sister , he learns to fall into a pattern of mischief with her. the three siblings were thick as thieves , and it was obvious that the elder bridgerton was protective over his two siblings.. and his amma. after all : being man of the house meant he protected his family. even being man of the house in training.
but the announcement of the fourth sibling was something that rattled edmund’s bones. he was one and five , ready to head off to eton like his father had before him. a change shifted in the boy and rather than being treated like a child , he became quite content with showing the rest of the family that he should be treated like an adult. he stopped referring to anthony as papa , opting to call him father , which he wasn’t aware caused quite a stir with the viscount. and then shortly after he began referring to kate was mother , forgoing the term amma. edmund watched his family prepare for the new baby and he can’t help but feel the slight distaste that once he goes away , they’ll become more of a family without him.
so he begins distancing himself , allowing his two siblings and his parents to spend time together , coming up with excuses to forgo any activities that were planned. taking a step outside , the boy’s eyebrows furrow as he takes in his mother near the garden , believing she had went off with his father and siblings on their annual walks through the woods of aubrey hall.〝 oh , mother. i thought you went on a walk with the others. my apologies , I’ll head back inside to finish packing so you can have the garden. 〞
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the announcement had gone exactly as he'd expected. of course, it was of no surprise to any of the members of the bridgerton family ( whether they were born into the name or married into it ) that anthony and kate had designs to expand their household. after all, he'd grown up with many siblings himself, so why wouldn't he want the same for his own children? though he knows that at least one of his siblings would argue that they had a wretched time with him being their older brother, whether they were serious about that statement or not.
but he'd been so focused on receiving congratulations, and making sure that everyone was suitably entertained ( not to mention, ensuring that he - as was his right - was in possession of the mallet of death ) he had neglected one of the most important aspects of the day: his paternal duties. kate had very gently pointed out to him that, perhaps, there was something amiss with their eldest son, and anthony could have slapped himself. how could he have missed it? how could he only now be noticing that edmund had been suspiciously absent from most of the festivities?
with a whispered thank you to his wife, he heads inside to seek the boy out. there's neither hide nor hair to be seen of him, however, and as he checks his study and finds that too empty, he begins to worry. that is, until he's interrupted by a quiet voice which has him turning on his heel to face the very person he'd been looking for. ‘ no, please. stay. ’ he moves across to the small sofa that rests against one wall and seats himself, before gesturing for edmund to do the same in the space that anthony has left for him. ‘ sit with me a while? i feel as if i have missed you all day. ’ he knows that he has to be careful here, that this is a delicate situation. ‘ perhaps you could regale me with you've gotten yourself up to today. ’
he almost knew it was coming , there was a nagging feeling in his chest that something was not quite right with his parents and yet he couldn’t bring himself to ask that simple question. what was wrong? it was the same way they told him that they were expecting charlotte , however , it was a little more intimate , allowing the first born to ask all the questions he needed.
another child? what was wrong with them!
it’s his fathers face that causes edmund to breathe out gently , a slight frown on his face but obeying his fathers command. it shouldn’t bother him as much as it did and yet he couldn’t help the feeling that he would soon be forgotten. eyes watch anthony with sadness , a soft breath escapes his lips as he moves to take a seat next to him on the sofa , eyes looking anywhere else in the study. why couldn’t he be left alone with his thoughts? edmund didn’t want to brush his father away.
〝 just pall mall. 〞 the answer comes out quickly , his eyes finally meeting his fathers as he gives a slightly forced smile. 〝 you have been busy. I thought you were still playing with everyone else. 〞 it comes out as a statement rather than a question , he knew his father’s love for the mallet of death , watched as his parents fought over it.
〝 i simply did not feel like playing , so i cut out early. perhaps i wanted time to myself. maybe you should go back out pap — father , i am sure amma has taken your mallet. 〞 edmund forces another smile , foregoing his usual term of papa , replacing it with the more formal version. after all , in his mind he was to soon be forgotten. 〝 you should go , everyone else is there. 〞
〝 this is the guest list? 〞 eyebrows slightly furrowed , hands gently gripping the piece of paper in front of him as he reads over the words on the page. there’s a low hum in his throat, letting his fingers brush over her handwriting before he pauses , dropping the piece of paper on his lap turning to look at her. wedding planning was never in his cards , actually , planning anything wasn’t in his cards. with the constant attention on bridget and rhys learning what it would take to be the future prince consort , they hadn’t had much time to one another to discuss the wedding. he was sure someone else would be planning it , yet upon staring at the binder labeled : wedding ideas , it became apparent to the former bodyguard that he would indeed be planning the day.
it wasn’t like he HATED the idea.. and once glance at the blond sitting before him and he realized how important this was to her. yeah , bridget could make him do anything.
〝 how many people are we inviting? 〞 how many people were on this list? why was it so long? he understood that she would want her friends there , her family , but who were these other people? he noted the spot where his name was written to add his guests and with swift movements , rhys grabbed the black pen sitting between them , scribbling one name down before placing the paper on the table. there was one word, one name : princess. his eyes glanced back up toward her. 〝 there’s only one person i want there and that person is YOU. 〞
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it was a situation he never imagined himself in , never originally wanted. alex volkov didn’t love. it wasn’t something he believed himself to be capable of , however , ava came into his life and completely changed his views around. and it became apparent that he did in fact love.. and he loved deeply. there was something so intimate about waking up next to her in their shared bed , or simply moving around one another in the kitchen. it was comfortable and he was becoming increasingly aware that whatever ava wanted , he would give her. christmas appeared to fall on that list.
eyes glance around at the decorations littering the floor before they find her again , his smile widening when she moves to greet him. his arms wrap around her frame instantly , hands sprawled against her back , his face finding solace in her hair as he presses a gentle kiss to the top of her head , letting out a quiet hum. 〝 a christmas tree.. 〞 there was a slight hesitancy in his voice , eyebrows raising as he glances at the green fern positioned perfectly in their living room. 〝 i did not know that , why would anyone want a tree in their house that would make such a mess? 〞 he closes his eyes , breathing slightly before looking down at her.
try.. give it a chance. anything for her. 〝 it’s beautiful , sunshine. a little big though , don’t you think? 〞 christmas never had meaning in his life once his family was gone , it was an empty void , simply another day. but with ava it felt different. he was willingly to do whatever it took to make this holiday special for her , special for them. their first holiday. 〝 you got all these decorations? yourself? 〞
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〝 i imagine you would have … people for this. 〞 the words came out in a slight grunt , black gloved hands sticking themselves into the pockets of an equally black coat. the cool air caused a slight shiver down his spine , the snow falling in small increments , enough to be classified as annoying. there were many places he would rather be , curled up beside her in the solitude of their room , rather than here. anywhere but here. yet when she looked at him with those eyes , a gentle smile on her face ( which was his weakness ) he caved.
rhys larsen didn’t take himself as a man who enjoyed christmas. he didn’t enjoy any holiday , always standing on the sidelines observing everyone else. perhaps it was because he didn’t have anyone to spend it with , maybe it was because he found the holiday to be quite infuriating. but when his wife , the words still foreign on his tongue , but so right , stood beside him , his world instantly shifted. of course , he still remained grumpy , wishing to be anywhere else but here.
〝 they all look the same to me.. large and.. green. 〞 never once would he have imagined himself christmas tree shopping and yet as the holiday season fell upon them , he found himself brushing up on what couples do for the season. specifically what bridget wanted to do. 〝 princess , how many trees do we need? we’ve been here.. 〞 a quick check of his watch , before his gloved hand finds the small of her back 〝 fifteen minutes already. 〞
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there was no hesitation when alex asked ava to move in with him , it almost made sense with how much she spent time at his place. he asked her one day ( essentially told her ) about moving in and that same day , he was standing within her apartment making sure all her belongings were gone. how much has changed since then , yet his love for her grew stronger with each passing day.
as snow fell down in heaps , black gloved hands reach for the door to his apartment , unlocking it was a slight frown on his face. he hated the cold , almost as much as he hated the dreaded holiday coming up. entering the apartment , he was filled with sounds of christmas music , the smell of cookies ( as long as they were red velvet he would not have minded ) and the scene of boxes scattered everywhere. his heart dropped , was she moving out?
but once he spotted the christmas decorations , he was sure he never bought , a soft sigh escaped his lips , smiling at the brunette standing within everything. taking off his gloves and placing them on the counter , he moved toward the living room placing his hands in his pockets , the soft smile which only made an appearance for her erupted on his face.
〝 sunshine? what is all of this? 〞
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there it was. the announcement that anthony and kate would be having yet another kid , making this number four in their family. of course , edmund loved his two siblings , him and miles had been as thick as thieves , even him and charlotte had been somewhat close to one another. and yet now , they were welcoming another sibling into their small refined circle. edmund didn’t know what to do about it. he was well aware that his father had been from a quite large family , and his mother had only one sister. but he was fifteen , growing up , and slightly worried his father would expect more from him , would stop caring for him with the arrival of the new baby.
after all , miles and charlotte were still young , it would make more sense to throw out the eldest ( according to edmund’s thoughts. ) perhaps his parents would only look at edmund to carry on the family name , become viscount when his father was no longer here — maybe that’s all he would be good for.
kate and anthony had announced their pregnancy to the family at aubrey hall during the annual pall mall tournament. as all of his aunts and uncles were in attendance , followed by his many cousins , edmund bridgerton ii still felt left out from all of the festivities. he slowly began distancing himself from the rest of the family , attempting to avoid them at all costs : but when he opened the door to his fathers study.. what used to be his grandfathers.. and spotted his father , edmund was confused. he could have sworn he saw him outside playing pall mall with the rest of the clan. well , a lot could have happened given the fact that edmund cut out early.
〝 i’m sorry .. i did not know anyone was here. i can leave. 〞
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