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“Love At First Sight” (tewksburys version)

VISCOUNT TEWKSBURY X F!READER

- more tewks imagines coming soon cus y’all seem to love them lemme know if you guys want me to write for louis’s other characters or just him in general:) just msg me requests !

cw/tw: mention of deceased father (unedited)

it was his eighth ball that day and he was already annoyed by how he was bombarded by desperate mamas and their daughters. he did want true love. but he didn’t want to be forced into finding it which is exactly what was happening, the House of Lords are practically forcing him to at least get engaged.

but no girl made his heart skip a beat besides… enola holmes but she made it clear that she wasn’t going to settle down at all and that was ok for him. her friendship was enough for him, more than enough.

he drank from the fancy golden cup. he was never a big drinker but he needed to be at least tipsy to get through this never ending nightmare. what he really wanted was to go back to basilwether hall.

tewksbury watched as more ladies and lords entered the huge ball room. his eyes widened when he saw a tall h/c girl walk into the room with who he thinks is her mother. the way she moved was enchanting.

he noticed that the other lords dropped conversation with each other and went to ask for the girls dance card. tewksbury thought she was perfect her looks were enchanting and he only hoped that she was kind and well educated. his mom walked up to him with a smile asking him about how he’s feeling.

“how are you enjoying the ball have you meet anyone” caroline smiled tewksbury nodded.

“yes well- no but i have found my viscountess” he grinned.

“lady fiona? she’s pretty but very uh- slowed minded or are you talking about lady emma? i doubt she’d be responsible enough to-“ she was cut off mid sentence by her son.

“the girl in light purple mother the one talking to sir john” he watched as you held conversation with the older gentleman. “she’s perfect do you know her?”.

“that’d be lady y/n daughter of thomas l/n the late baron, he’s recently deceased but he knew your father” she drank wine from her cup. “go introduce yourself she seems to be the most popular pick”

•

he did exactly that he walked across the room to talk to you. he noticed you were talking to another young lady in yellow, he bowed and introduced himself to the ladies “tewksbury the viscount of basilwether” the women in yellow excused herself and left leaving you and tewksbury.

“lady y/n l/n your grace” you bowed to him smiling very softly not wanting to look to interested, after a while you guys made good conversation about books and his love of flowers you thought that was adorable.

the other ladies and their mamas gave you dirty looks because you captured the viscounts attention and possibly his heart. all you wanted was a husband who valued you and not just your face and body, but marriage was also your duty you needed a man with a title it’s what your father would’ve wanted.

“may i say you are most beautiful lady y/n but your mind is what attracts me to you the most” you smiled that sentence made you want to jump for joy. he kissed your gloved hand which made you blush. “What was your opinion on the reform bill?” you tensed up because most suiters asked this but for the wrong reasons. “in all honesty my lord i would be for it i believe all men and women deserve equal rights” you stood straighter fixing your relaxed posture.

“i was for it to lady y/n, would do me the honor of accompanying me to my mothers tea party tomorrow she has the most lovely garden” he smiled in his head he knew he was going to be marrying you it was like a storybook he experienced love at first sight he only hoped you at least liked him. “i would be most honored viscount just give my mama all the details”.

* 2 days later

your wore your prettiest dress, another purple dress but this time it was slightly darker and more form fitting in the bust area.

your ladies maid brushed your hair and put in a white ribbon to tie it all together in your mothers words you were “simply perfect , good enough to be a viscountess”.

the butler got the carriage ready to leave for basilwether hall, you were excited to see tewksbury again for some odd reason.

“y/n darling, tewksbury is a very wealthy and important man you’d bring honor to our family name if he decides to marry you” she said smiling moving stray hairs away from your face.

“im aware mother, trust me if i could make him fall for me i would” you sighed and took the servants hand to get into the carriage.

your mother got into the carriage after you. all you wanted was to make her proud so if that meant marrying tewksbury then so be it, HE MUST BE YOURS. i mean he was good looking and rich you’d learn to be happy with him.

*

BASHILWETHER HALL:

tewksbury was sweating bricks he was so nervous to see you again he spent all morning helping his servants prepare for the tea party, he made sure all the flowers on the outside table matched the color of cloth. he had asked your mama about your favorite foods and about your favorite colors and things.

the servants prepared red velvet cake, apricot tarts, strawberries and plenty of fresh fruits all of your favorites . his mama thought tewksburys plans of winning over y/n were adorable. “my little boy all grown up and looking for a wife”

tewksbury wore his favorite suit and fixed his hair he wanted to look his best for you. everything was going so well until he suddenly felt a wave of nervousness he felt this way the day he told enola how he felt about her … the day she told him that she’d never feel the same way and that she’d never marry anyone, what if you reject him? that’d break him.

No you couldn’t reject him! he was the best suitor for you …. right??. the servants set up the lemonades and teas in a aesthetically pleasing way, one last time

he planned on marrying you and starting a family with you right away and having three kids-no five, he wanted a big family so he’d never be lonely and so his kids wouldn’t be either. he straightened up and prepared for a day filled with your laughter.

once he heard his door staff announce you he smiled eagerly waiting for his eyes to meet yours.

garden 🌺

you entered the garden area it was decorated with flowers and the table had all of your favorite foods, your mother gave you a nudge and you bowed to tewksbury and his mother, he looked at you like you were the only women left on earth- in the universe.

he welcomed you with a smile and insisted on pulling your chair and he did so you thanked him and flashed your beautiful smile. after a while and a couple dishes later your mamas were talking about the newest gossip but you weren’t paying the slightest attention.

tewksbury was telling you of his adventures and travels with enola you couldn’t help but feel jealous that enola could travel alone with a man unchaperoned.

tewksbury then asked you if you’d like to sneak off in the gardens since your mamas seemed distracted on the other side of the table playing a type of card game. “Alone? but what if?-“ he just winked at you and took your hand you decided to just follow him.

*

“these are orchids they reminds me of you, you look quite beautiful in purple” he kissed your hand softly your cheeks felt hot and your heart was beating fast like a drum. “Thank you my lord” you smiled clearly flustered at his compliment.

“tell me miss l/n what do you want in a husband?” he asked grinning, the two of you continue to walk along a path leading to a bench and a tea table.

“he’d have to be kind and have charming looks and a soft spot for children, he’d also have to love me for something other than my f- he’d just have to love me i suppose” you smiled softly looking at the ground you didn’t want to say that much but it just cams out.

“lady y/n i would like to offer my heart to you” he genuinely smiles and takes your hand close to his heart. “my heart beats for you and you alone ”.

“my lord- you are most kind and i wish to accept your heart because i can see by the look of your garden and by how highly my mama speaks of you that you’d treat me fairly” you bowed

“we should get back before they notice ”

•

after a week of spending time with the viscount you fell hard for him, you dreamed about him when you slept. your mama knew that any day now tewksbury would propose- you counted on it.

you and your mama were meeting with him and his mama for dinner at their home, you put on a light blue dress because he said he wanted you to wear more blue, your hair was straightened and curled and tied with a white bow.

your ladies maid told you that tonight he’d propose she was sure of it she said. that made you nervous your stomach filled with butterflies, you heard your mama call you so your ladies maids finished up and you headed down stairs to the living room.

“You look splendid dearest, surely the boy will propose- but if he doesn’t the duke of hastings would like to marry you.” she smiled as she layed eyes on you… her beautiful daughter

“The duke is handsome but i want viscount tewksbury” you sighed. “yes i know honey.”

your staff escorted you to the carriage and helped you and your mama get in, the carriage ride to bashilwether hall wasn’t long but you burned with anticipation- was he going to propose? or was he just wasting your time?. at least your mama had a back up plan, the duke of hastings , he wasn’t to old.

he was only three and thirty and still very handsome but most importantly he had rank and wealth which at the end of the day was all your mother cared about. she wanted you to find a husband who’d take care of you and to spoil u , like your father did her.

~

he placed his mothers ring in a small black box and held in his grin- he was going to propose today and he was ever so excited. his butler had entered his study “sir ms holmes is here to see you” his face went white. “send her in quickly make sure no one sees” . his heart paced so fast, he wanted her gone

Enola entered the study with a big smile on her face “hello tewksbury of bothersome shire” she teased. he stood up and bowed to her “uh what’s wrong, no embrace or a i missed you enola” she looked confused.

“sorry im just nervous, tonight’s my engagement dinner, to lady-“ she cut him off “wait what” her face dropped. “im to be married if everything goes well uh we shall be married in a fortnight” (fourteen days)

“Oh well um congratulations in advance who’s the lucky lady , do i know her” she smiled but tewksbury could tell it wasn’t genuine. “i shan’t think so, lady y/n l/n” he smiled while shoving some papers in a cabinet trying to distract himself. “Oh well then i will make my leave” she holds back tears “good day”

he grinned politely “good day enola holmes” and just like that she left him as she always did. A big sigh of relief left his lips. enola couldn’t offer him what he wanted but y/n could , she wanted a family and she was the poster child of class and Grace.

•

the dinner was going well when suddenly tewksbury stood up and held his glass high up “I shall make a toast to lady y/n, she is everything good in this miserable world. I only hope she feels for me as I do her.” your mama nudged you and you felt your cheeks heat up. he then sat his cup down and walked up to your chair and got down on his knees “lady y/n will u do me the honor of becoming my wife?” your moms eyes glowed with pride. you felt like crying and or jumping up and down “Yes of course I will.!” he put the ring on you and kissed you.

the dowager clapped and grabbed your mamas hands , they both giggled and laughed like little girls. you loved tewksbury, he was kind and handsome. you will live a comfortable life with him.

TO BE CONTINUED……,

maybe

THE VISCOUNT WHO LOVED ME

tewkesbury x fem!reader

warnings: old time values, misogyny, mature themes, marriage of convenience, love at first sight (tewesbury)

songs: until i found you - stephen sanchez, i hear a symphony- cody fry, good old fashion lover boy - queen, enchanted- taylor swift, head over heels - tears for fears,

the viscount tewkesbury believed in true love. he believed that his perfect match was somewhere out there, he once thought his perfect match was enola holmes but after confessing his feelings to her she sadly shot him down, she didn’t feel the same way at all, not even in the slightest bit.

tewkesbury decided that it was time to move on, he was twenty but he was the viscount, apart of the house of lords and most importantly he wanted a wife to spend time with and a family of his own to take care of. he told his mom that he was interested in finding a match this season and she was more than excited she was absolutely thrilled for him. she really wanted a daughter in law… someone to take her place as viscountess.

not even a week later they had gotten dozens of invites to balls but to tewkesbury disappointment he didn’t find anyone who sparked his interests, but he wasn’t one to give up, he’d attend two more balls this week, he hoped he had better luck.

the lady y/n bennett would make her debut into society at the watson ball tomorrow night, she was very excited. she loved getting all dressed up, she loved party’s and dancing. there was one thing that y/n didn’t love and that was love itself. she didn’t really really hate love she just disliked it a lot.

she didn’t want to get married so quickly but her father was very eager to marry her off to an earl or perhaps a duke. her father was an earl but he wanted his daughter to marry someone with a higher title then himself. y/ns mother was one of the reasons y/n didn’t really believe in love, her mother taught her that it didn’t matter what he looked like or how he acted if he had a higher title you say yes. well now she’s dead so your fate was in your fathers hands

your mother was well, decent but she never really showed you any love or payed u any attention, she couldn’t care less that you excelled at academics. she only cared about your looks. she fell ill last year and died before the season started.

you knew most men only saw women as cattle, they’d use them to breed an heir and that’s about it. men didn’t care if you had a personality or hobbies, as long as you looked decent and had good “birthing hips”. you prayed that at least a decent looking man took interest in you. oh did u have a storm coming.

•

it was the day of the watson ball and you were both excited and extremely nervous, you wore a light purple gown with grey accents. your hair was styled. your ladies maids did your makeup and picked your shoes. after you were all finished you headed down stairs to the living room area. your father was his usual self, serious but very loving towards you.

“y/n you look pretty, your mother would be very proud” he smiled and you nodded and gave a warm smile back. “we should head to the watsons the way isn’t far but i would like to get this over with” he let out a sigh and you followed him to the door.

at bashilwether hall

tewkesbury was trying to remain positive about tonight’s festivities, his mother constantly reminding him that new eligible young ladies would be attending. he just wanted someone to love, someone to start a family with. he was getting awfully bored at bashilwether hall, all those rooms but no kids to fill them up, most men his age would wait until the age of one and thirty to tie themselves down but he was different he didn’t just run on lust. he wanted love.

he and his mother caroline stepped into their carriage and made their way to the watsons manor for their annual first season ball. his mother tried to make small talk by telling him about some of the young ladies that would be attending. “i hear lady bennett is simply breathtaking, maybe you shall make her your marchioness” caroline said in a cheery voice. the young man muttered “maybe mother”

“perhaps lady daphne watson she’s freshly debuted in society, I hear she watercolors” caroline chuckled. “is she well read? does she like flowers?” he questioned. “son… none of these young ladies will tick everything off in your list”.

• 20 minutes later

tewkesbury standing by the dessert table munching on mini chocolate cakes. it had been twenty minutes and still no young lady had ignited a spark in him. many mamas shoved their daughters down his throat. everyone was dancing and mingling but him. the ballroom door was open and it revealed a breath taking young women and who he hoped was her father. he noticed other gentleman take a liking to her. he saw sir peters practically run towards her. this mystery girl in purple was the one for him. he shall have her, she shall become viscountess tewkesbury.

she and sir peters were now dancing, his jaw clenched. this wasn’t a diamond in the rough situation she was like a diamond in the clearest water. a diamond that he and every other lord and maybe even lady wanted. viscount tewkesbury was different from the other men, he was young and more open minded. he was all for women’s rights.

he watched as the lady in purple swayed and danced with dukes, earls and even other viscounts but she didn’t really looked interested in any of them, so he was going to sweep you off your feet and become your knight and shining armor. he knew if anything about courting it’s best to talk to the lady’s father.

so that he did. he walked across the room and introduced himself. “viscount tewkesbury the marquis of bashilwether” he flashed his charming smile. the older gentleman shook his hand and stated his name back. “earl of davenport, edmund bennett”. after conversing with the gentleman for a good thirty minutes he managed to make the man laugh….. edmund hadn’t laughed since his wife died.

“you should meet my daughter. the young lady in light purple. y/n bennett” he pointed out his daughter. “i’d be honored. she’s very beautiful.” he almost stuttered. “oh look the music stopped, let me go fetch my daughter. stay put son.” he patted his arm and went to get his daughter.

after a few minutes of y/ns father shooing away men they finally approached the young handsome viscount. “viscount tewkesbury, this is my daughter’s the honorable y/n bennett.” y/n bowed but she looked rather bored. “viscount tewkesbury the marquess of bashilwether” he grinned and kissed her gloved hand. “y/n darling why don’t you tell the viscount of your hobbies” the man gave his daughter a little nudge. “i- i like to read,write um- walks in my garden. i love flowers” that was the moment tewkesbury knew she was the love of his life. “flowers? something we have in common what’s your favorite lady bennett” before she could answer an much older man approach them. “sir melton, you are very lovely may i have this dance?” tewkesbury mentally cursed at the man, he was way to old to be courting a freshly debuted women. “actually sir. i owe the viscount here a dance” tewkesbury got the hint and took her by the arm. “the viscount has the last slot on her dance card, hurry on children” y/ns father let out taking a drink of his liquor.

with that said you and tewkesbury strolled to the dance floor. “your gown is amazing.” you smiled not to big but it was there. “thank you my lord”. another song started playing and they began to waltz. tewkesbury admired her as she spun around. after a couple minutes of silence between them, y/n bennett spoke with a genuine tone and not a blank one like before. “hyacinths.” tewkesbury was caught by a surprise by her sudden attitude change. “pardon?” he pretended he didn’t hear but… he did.

“if i had to choose a favorite it’d be the hyacinth flower” she smiled and her smile made his legs turn to jelly. “lovely flower for a lovely girl” the music stopped and you bowed. he escorted you back to your father on the other side of the room. “you two would make such a lovely pair” tewkesbury wanted to ask him for your hand already but he knew it was to soon and frowned upon. “father.” y/n grumbled.

“well we should get going. if u intend to court my daughter you best get on the list of callers. a lot have taken interest” you wanted to dig yourself in the ground. “i fully intend to win your daughters hand” he bowed. “it brings me such despair to say goodbye, until tomorrow” you blushed a little

[the carriage ride home]

tewkesbury talked his mothers ear off, he explained to her his plan on winning your heart. caroline was just happy that he was finally happy. “she’s my true love mother, i was foolish to think it was enola” caroline just smiled and nodded. “what will you bring her? when u call on her tomorrow.” she yawned. “hyacinth flowers and maybe some sweets.” “i think i predicted this, i knew you’d pick ms bennett she’s very beautiful and talented.” his mother smiled.

“i was talking to her father and he seems eager to marry her off. it was her mothers wish. she died before the season started.” caroline let out a soft sigh. “how sad. i hope he doesn’t marry her off to the first person that asks. i’d like the engagement ring father gave you.” he cleared his throat. “of course son, i can’t wait for a daughter in law and grandchildren, it won’t be so empty” she smiled just thinking about it. little versions of her son running around would bring her so much joy.

•

the ride home in your carriage was much more quiet. eventually your father broke the silence once he coughed. “the viscount tewkesbury would be a perfect match my dear. he’s only a couple years older than you, he’ll make a fine husband” he let out. you didn’t want to marry this fast. you just wanted to enjoy the season. “he’s alright i suppose” you just closed your eyes wanting to drift off to sleep to avoid this conversation. “duke haselby also was very smitten with you. maybe the duke of hastings he seemed very kind to you.” you ignored him and kept your eyes closed hoping he’d think you were asleep.

“Y/N!” your father raised his voice. you pretended to just wake. “yes father?” you said in a sleepy voice. “I spoke to the boys mother and tewkesbury is very set on marrying this season. he’s going to be on one knee in a fortnight.” you sighed frowning a bit. “I don’t want to wed this fast father, why can’t i just wait until the season is over.” you said in a serious tone giving your father the death glare. “your mother wanted u to…. her dying wish. you’re lucky she’s not here with us, she would’ve married you off to old duke wellings” he yelled and you felt tears stream down your face. “I love you dear. i just want what’s best for you.” you cried until you reached home.

•

it was the next morning and your ladies maids woke you up to prepare you for breakfast. one your ladies maids told you that your father requested that you eat in your room so you can get prepared for the evening. suitors would probably burst down your door in about five hours so you sighed and ate your fruit salad and tea. “I’d like to wear my pink dress today. and i want my hair to be pinned up please” your maid’s comply almost immediately. one gets your pink dress and the others get to work on undressing you to prepare you for a bath.

after your bath, your maid start to do your hair and another one applys makeup. you start to think about what you’ll say to suitors. you don’t want to embarrass your father but maybe if u act unlikable the suitors will leave and never come back. there is both upsides and downsides to that plan. you just hoped and prayed he didn’t show up, tewkesbury was handsome and very wealthy but he just seemed so in love with you and you didn’t like that. love in general made u feel a little weird. you loved your father and uncle but that was family love not romantic. after a while you were done getting ready so you went downstairs to the living room where you knew your father would be residing.

“the callers should be here in an hour” your father grumbled while he read a news sheet. you sighed and sat down on the sofa with your favorite book in hand. a maid entered the room and your father ordered for her to alert the chef to bring out pastries and tea and finger sandwiches for the guests. you rolled your eyes. an hour passed and already you had 14 callers lined up at the door waiting for their turn to meet you. another hour passed and you’ve seen about twenty men, that was way more than you expected but tewkesbury didn’t show.

the last suitor left as his time was up, he wished you and your father a good evening and left. you could tell your father was angry, probably because stupid tewkesbury didn’t show up, he probably realized that love is stupid and he doesn’t like me but before you could bask in your victory, there he was with flowers and chocolate in hand. the butler announced him and your dad grinned. “viscount tewkesbury the marquess of basilwether” the viscount bowed and you got up and did the same.

“i’m sorry i’m late, paperwork got the best of me. here” he handed you a bouquet of hyacinths and a chocolate box, he remembered your favorite flower so you decided to play nice for now. “thank you my lord they are very lovely.” you stared at the flowers in awe, you alerted your maid to take the flowers up to your bedchamber. “should we sit? i’d love to talk more about you. what’s your favorite colors?” you looked at your father who gave you a look of approval so you smiled and sat down next to tewkesbury.

“well if you mean dress colors, i suppose pinks, blues and purples- OH and greens. i love green in everything.” your voice became more cheery and he adored that. “you do look beautiful in purple. i bet you do look stunning in a green one.” he smiled. after some hours of talking he fell more and more in love with you, you checked off everything in his list. loves flowers check! beautiful check! loves to read check. there was just one more thing to ask.

“do you like children?” your eyes widened. he already talks of children? you two aren’t even engaged. “i do” you just smiled because yeah you hated love and the idea of marrying but you loved kids, you especially had a soft spot for your aunts twins. she would sometimes bring her baby’s over when she visits you. you loved them. you didn’t have much family. just your dad, uncle and your mothers sister and her twin sons. “how many would you want?” he cleared his throat clearly nervous. you blinked trying to think of what to say. should you be honest or should you be realistic?? but before you could figure it out your brain just muttered it out for you. “four! three boys and one girl” you saw his eyes soften. “I think that’s a perfect amount of children, you’d be a perfect mother.” he touched your hand and for a second it felt like you two were already married and expecting. “uh thank you my lord, im sure you’d be great father.” he blushed.

after a while he talked to your father, then as it was getting late he left. you knew this wasn’t gonna be the last time you see him. oh no! this was just the beginning.

four weeks later

it had only been four weeks since they met but tewkesbury was already one hundred percent sure he wanted you now and forever. so he planned on asking for your hand at tonight’s ball. he was so happy about his future for once. you two would get married in a couple months and then you’d move in with him, you’d start taking on some of the viscountess duty’s and then maybe in a years time…. you’d have children.

an hour passed and he let other men dance with you because he knew you’d be his very very soon. he spotted edmund and informed him of everything. your father was excited he shook the boys hand gave him permission. “you have my blessing” your father happily said while him and tewkesbury raised their cups for a toast. you were dancing with a duke and so very oblivious to what your father agreed to.

after a while you started snacking at the dessert table. there you saw your father and tewkesbury talking but not just how normal gentleman talk like how a family would talk. you wanted to yell at your father and ask him what they were talking about. you were wearing a yellow gown, your father picked it. it wasn’t hideous but still yellow was just not the color you were feeling on this cold fall night. you would’ve wore a dark purple if you had the choice.

you started to feel tired so you walked across the ballroom and alerted your father that you wanted to go home. he grunted probably annoyed at you but he agreed and he apologized to tewkesbury for cutting there conversation short.

•

the carriage ride was peaceful until your father cleared this throat. “I know you’ve only knew the viscount for a while now but-“ you cut him off and this time you were going to be honest. “he’s great father. very handsome and yes he sent me a mountain of gifts but I don’t want to marry him” you’re fathers face turned purple… he was going to freak out. he was going to yell at you and you knew it.

“Being a marchioness is an honor you know!, an honor you will get used to” he calmly said. he didn’t yell. “I don’t want to be married, I’m only eighteen i just left the schoolroom father. can’t i just participate in next year’s season ill be nineteen and ready.” your father scoffed. edmund cleared his throat and simply said. “if the viscount tewkesbury proposes to you…” he huffed. “you will accept with a smile on your face” tears came out of your eyes as you pleaded with him. “do u understand me girl?”

“yes father.” was all you could say. you knew that viscount tewkesbury would propose soon, and you’d have to say yes… with a smile on your face.

•

it was about a week later, it was a friday morning and you got up bathed, brushed your hair and got dressed. the night before your father told you tewkesbury and his mother caroline were coming over for dinner, he also told you to wear your new blue dress with the gold detail. you knew that this was a proposal dinner. you sighed. the ladies maids left your room as you huffed and threw yourself on your bed. hopefully your makeup wasn’t smudged.

you woke up to the sound of your ladies maid calling your name out. “ms bennett? miss? y/n?.” she shook you up. did you seriously fall asleep? “miss it’s been hours the viscount will be here soon, let’s get you freshened up.” you did as she said and to your surprise it was already dark outside… YOU SLEPT THAT LONG??!!!!!. you jumped out of bed and looked in your mirror. “I’ll just fix your hair miss, your makeup is still on” and so you let her. she did it quickly and you thanked her. you basically ran down the stairs into the dinning room.

“daughter our guests will arriving soon, take your seat. if tonight is thee night.. you shall do as your told.” he chuckled drinking the brandy from his cup. “i get it” you sat down and started mentally planning your death. thirty minutes passed and tewkesbury and his mother arrived, you got up from your seat and bowed to them both. caroline walked over to you looking you up and down and she hugged you. it felt nice… motherly love you never got. you hugged back and after a minute or two you both pulled away.

dinner went by fine, your dad and tewkesbury bonded over well… you. you and caroline had so much in common. she told you that in bashilwether they had a french modiste who did amazing dresses with embroidery. dessert came around and it was probably your favorite the chefs ever made. it was a chocolate croissant. after dessert, you four took the party into the living room where you and caroline continued to talk. the night was going well until tewkesbury walked over to you and got down on his knees. “will you do me the honor of becoming- viscountess tewkesbury the marchioness of bashilwether? be my wife??” you looked to your father who gave you a stern look, you wanted to cry.

“yes, i would be honored” caroline cheered and so did your father and the servants. tewkesbury slipped the ring on your finger and got up and hugged you. carrying you and spinning you. you put on a fake smile, this was going to be your new life.

A LADY AND A LORD AND A DETECTIVE

Lord Tewkesbury x female! Reader

enola holmes 2 out on november 4, the trailer came out so im writing this to celebrate and hold me over till then… enjoy ✨🤍

y/n beckett was an established young lady, she could dance,read, and she was an distinguished writer. nothing bad really happened to the beckett’s at all but that all changed when y/n’s father just disappeared, he left her a note saying, that he had some business to take care of overseas and that the servants would take care of you until your uncle arrives, he also said he’d be gone for a week. you were just a big sad and even a little suspicious that he left you behind, he usually brought you with him on business trips, you had told your ladies maid of your suspicions she reassured you that he was fine

and that he was simply on a business trip. your dad was the only family you had besides your uncle but he and your father were estranged, so you were surprised he’d want to come all the way over here to watch you. at night you laid awake wondering if you were crazy. what if your father was actually just on business. you sighed and got up from your bed and you lite the candle on your nightstand, you walked over to your desk and found a note your father wrote you a year ago and you compared it to his letter he left you. the handwriting was a little off, you blew your candle out and went back to your bed. you hoped you were wrong, “father will be back in a week” you smiled. “he is alright,he is ok”

the next morning was a chilly december day, you spent it doing your usual routine. you had some lessons with your governess, you had some hot chocolate by the fireplace and read your favorite book but something was off. your ladies maid lora informed you that sir peters left you a beautiful bouquet of roses, you huffed. sir evan peters was a horrible man. he didn’t believe in womens rights, he once told you he wished to buy you from your father.

you just told her to do what she wished with the flowers. “if i may speak freely my lady.” she cleared her throat, you sighed and gave her permission. “sir peters may not be the shiniest tool in the shed but he is wealthy and very much worthy of your hand.” you just rolled your eyes. “he is an imbecile and i don’t wish to get married. i am only seventeen lora” you continued reading your book and lora sighed walking away. two cups of hot choco later you were feeling super tired. you walked out of the sitting room and frolicked to your chambers and flopped on your bed.

THE OTHER WOMEN

tewksbury x noblewoman! reader

you knock firmly on the door and straighten up your posture, he doesn’t answer your first knock so you knock again a little harder. “lady y/n?” tewksbury answered his voice was a little strained like he was nervous. “sorry i know it’s late and it’s far from proper-“ you were grinning from ear to ear. “no. no. i wanted to see you.” he moved to the side so you could come in. “is anyone here?” you walked in and took off your gloves, little did you know a certain lady detective was peeping through tewksbury’s plants.

“no um-” he shut the door and you let out a sigh of relief. you were going to confess your love for him and it’d be less embarrassing if it was just the two of you. “better we are alone for it is imperative that i speak to you- my lord i feel that you’re a man of great character and that I can trust you with matters of the heart.” you felt giddy and he looked at you with a shy smile.“yes my lady but perhaps we can do this another time-“ he said as he cleared his throat, you felt like he was rushing you out the door.

“i just want you to know that i feel deeply for you as you do for me? your words from last nights ball have not left my head.” he grabbed your hands and kissed them. “im terribly sorry. let me assure you that my feelings for you have not changed they only grow.” he was basically ushering you out. you put your black gloves back on and made your way to the door and you were almost on your way out until you heard rustling noise near his plants.

“i hear something-” you shut his door and walked towards his plants. “my lady-“ you moved the plants and instead of a big mean thief it was enola holmes, you almost smiled in relief until you saw her hair a mess and her face red. “oh.” you looked her up and down and backed away. “urm pleasure seeing you.” enola joked. tewksbury rolled his eyes. “it’s not what it looks like-“ you pushed him out of the way and left as quick as you could. when he ran to chase you it was already too late, your carriage already took off

IN HONOR OF VALENTINES DAY ❤️❤️