It is said that second-born sons have all the fun. This much is certainly true for Benedict Bridgerton, free from the burdens held by his eldest brother, the Viscount. One must wonder, how does the second eldest Bridgerton spend his time? To the ton's surprise, it seems a certain lady may have captured his attention this evening. Could Benedict Bridgerton, the tortured artist of the clan, finally find himself a reason to settle down? And could Madeleine Sinclair, who has until now, been doomed for a future of spinsterhood, finally find herself in a love match? ** this story may not chronologically follow the events of the show and things may be switched around in order to compliment the storyline **

"Are you not expected to start your season, soon?" Benedict asks suddenly, breaking the silence that had been collecting for nearly three hours. "Mother says I shall become a debutante just after my twenties have started. I have a few years to go before that." Elizabeth responds, focusing on the way a loose strand of brown hair curls just above Benedict's ear. She adds it onto her sketch of him." How come you have never courted anyone?" "Marriage is not for me." Benedict responds. Following seasons 1 and 2 of Bridgerton; but moreso, Benedicts side plot within those

You and Benedict have been best friends since childhood, but things change dramatically once you come out in society. You're struggling to find someone you're as compatible with and who knows you as well as Benedict, all while trying to quell your ever-growing feelings for him. Shenanigans ensue. Benedict Bridgerton x best friend!reader

I have known the Bridgertons for most my life. Daphne is my best friend and the closest to a sister I will ever have. Being the only child isn't just lonely. It's a constant reminded of the future I will have if something were to happen to my father, and if I ever try to forget, my mother will be there to make sure I remember. Then there is Lord Bridgerton-- Anthony...I have loved him for as long as I have known what love was. He makes my heart pound and my knees unsteady. One moment of weakness made it easier to believe he could love back, but my mother isn't going to wait for him to maybe ask for my hand. My reality is that I must get married and he will never want to marry me. I have one more London season to find my match before my mother makes one for me... ________________________ This story is based off the Bridgerton books series by Julia Quinn(that I highly recommend). I haven't seen the show (only parts). So, any relation to the characters, situations, or events relating to the book or show clearly do not belong to me. **Please don't come for my history accuracy. I did the best I could.**