Poldark Imagines

[Open to requests] Providing the gateway between you and the world of Poldark.

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Imagine...

Imagine the first time it snows that year. You catch Demelza’s eye over the dinner table, and, laughing wildly, you both stand up quickly and run out (leaving Ross’s guests to mutter between themselves in confusion), dragging each other along. Playfully, you grab her hands, and throw yourself into a mad jig of a dance. Following suit, Demelza hitches her skirts up and teaches you a quick routine. Neither of you are great what with it being so dark and cold. But when Ross comes out to scold you both, he’s unable to keep from laughing at the sight of you both. You beckon him over, which he complies with, and merrily, the three of you twirl around as the snow coats your hair. 

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Imagine...

Imagine waking up after a horrible nightmare. The pillow's already damp from your tears, and the sheets are messed up from twisting and turning. More importantly, Ross is also awake because of it. You feel guilty for this. After all, he needs to be up early in the morning for business, and here it seems you’ve disturbed him. 

Sensing this, he rubs a thumb over your damp cheeks, murmuring: “don’t fret, my love,” over and over again until you feel somewhat calmer. 

Slowly, so as not to seem forceful, he asks, “do you want to talk about it?”

You shake your head fervently: it’s too horrible to even go into, but his presence helps. You tell him this, and he seems touched by it.

After ensuring that you’re okay for what feels like the millionth time, he allows you to rest your head on his chest; coaxing you to sleep by running his hands through your hair.

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Notice

Since the posts focusing on either Ross or Demelza seem to be more popular, I’ll focus on both of them. If you have any other characters you want to see imagines for, just send me a message or request!

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Imagine...

For as long as you can imagine, you've been pining for your own dog. Your family refuse of course. They say it isn't 'respectable' for someone of your status. But once Demelza finds out (through Ross, unsurprisingly) she immediately demands for you to meet Garrick. Relentless, she keeps on insisting until you give up and agree. What ensues next is a morning full of cuddles, laughter, and hilarity. 

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Imagine...

You’ve just had an argument with Ross. The two of you are now walking in silence, not really sure of where it is you’re heading to. Looking around, you soon realise that you don’t recognise where you are. By the looks of Ross’ confused expression, neither does he- which is precisely when it starts raining cats and dogs. Left with no other alternative, you both sit using his coat as a makeshift tent. The absurdity of the situation causes you to giggle, making Ross smile in response. You spend the rest of the morning talking things through with him. 

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Imagine...

Imagine returning to Cornwall after spending the last year at your Aunt’s home in London. To your surprise, you find Ross Poldark has returned home from the war since your departure. At first it’s awkward being back around him- you were close friends, after all, and so much has changed, so much has happened. But that all ends when he forces the two of you to have a full on heart to heart.

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Imagine...

Mrs Teague is throwing yet another dinner party. You’re reluctant to go, but your family insist on it- they still have their hearts set on finding you a marriage proposal. It turns out to be, unsurprisingly, one of the dullest affairs that you’ve ever attended. Another guest, Francis, saves your evening by drawing you away to get drunk together. Your family aren’t happy, but it certainly drowns out Ruth’s whining!

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Imagine...

You and Ross were once the greatest of friends. Exploring the wild, Cornish lands and teasing each other relentless was the source of your childhood! Even now, you can never fail to make each other laugh, or cheer each other up!  Just make sure that you never bring up that incident again. You know, the one where you spilt the candle wax in his hair...

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