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Chapter 1

Clandestine

Anthony Bridgerton had been out hunting on a cold October morning. He was crouched behind foliage, his gun pointed directly at a deer he had been carefully following for a few moments. His heartbeat pounded in his ears and his breath created a light fog around his head. The doe kept still for a moment too long. He fired his gun, unfortunately missing the shot. The deer ran off out of his view and he growled in frustration. Oddly, he had heard a loud neighing coming from behind him. A cream-white horse caught Anthony’s attention when he turned around.

“Oh dear, where did you come from? Shh… it’s alright, I am sorry for startling you,” Anthony had spoken softly, trying to ease the animal’s anxiety whilst he petted its nose.

“Blossom? Blossom! Come here, girl!” Anthony heard a young woman’s voice cry accompanied by loud whistling. It was not long before he had seen her coming from the same direction as the horse did. “Blossom! Oh my sweet girl, are you alright?” She cooed approaching it then patting its back gingerly.

Anthony tipped his hat to the mysterious lady who had appeared at his then-failed hunting spot.

“I’m afraid it was my fault that the poor girl was startled. My apologies, Miss…” He paused, allowing her an introduction.

“Augustine… Augustine Baxter,” She bowed.

Anthony studied her appearance. Augustine wore her brunette hair pinned up uniformly, her cheeks and lips accented by a subtle pink rouge, but her coat was discolored and tattered, with her dress and apron reflecting the same state.

“Pleasure to meet you Miss Baxter, Viscount Anthony Bridgerton,” He held his hand out for her.

His name rang in her head to be familiar. Her eyes widened once she remembered the identity of the man.

“Viscount Bridgerton!” Augustine said frantically as she bowed before him. “Oh, I am a half-wit! Forgive me for not recognizing you before. I had been journeying to your estate before my beloved Blossom had gotten away from me,”

“Journeying to my estate? Why might you be heading there?” He raised his brow.

“Did Lady Bridgerton not inform you? I am to be a lady’s maid to your sister, Miss Eloise,” She placed her hands on her hips proudly.

“Ah, yes. I had forgotten we contacted the agency for a new maid,” Anthony rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger as if it would repair his memory. “Forgive me, for the last few weeks have been a total nightmare to deal with. I’ve too much paperwork to tend to, on top of me searching for a wife this season, I am completely overwhelmed…” He paused to groan and wipe his face in frustration. “Anyway enough about me, yeah? I am far too complicated and boring to talk about. For now, I shall see that you arrive at the Bridgerton home safely, yes?” Anthony requested as he mounted his own horse.

“Are you sure that’s quite alright? I would hate to trouble you, my lord. You must have so many duties to attend to as the viscount,” She said gently, not wanting to look like a damsel in distress any more than she already did.

“Ah, come on. You would not be interrupting anything, seeing as my hunt this morning was unfruitful,” He chuckled in slight embarrassment.

“That is most kind of you, sir, thank you,” She reluctantly agreed. Augustine climbed back up onto Blossom, waiting for his instruction. He had gestured the direction with his head and she nodded in understanding.

Riding her horse parallel to Mr. Bridgerton, he could feel his glances but refused them, thinking it to be improper to stare back at a man with that high of a title, but the looks she did allow herself revealed traits such as his jawline and how it framed his smile elegantly. His dark hair curled upward, highlighting his chocolate-colored eyes. She had thought to herself that anyone who had seen him would agree that he was handsome, almost annoyingly so.

“I do hope you are prepared to tend to Eloise. She is quite a handful. Think of if a squirrel were to be combined with a rabid dog, and you will only know half of the chaos she is capable of creating. if you wish to no longer work for her after your meeting, I would not blame you,” Anthony said in jest and was delighted to discover Augustine softly laughing in response.

“I doubt that she will cause me to reconsider things, my lord. I assure you, I have as much patience as there are stars in the night sky,” She said in earnest, but Anthony had found it a bit humorous nonetheless.

“Well, thank goodness for that,” He said, giving her a nod. A moment of silence passed before Anthony spoke once more “I’m assuming you had fallen off your horse when I startled her correct? I can call for a physician to examine you if you are hurt,”

“I am most grateful, Mr. Bridgerton. I am quite alright. I believe the worst of it would be this nasty bruise on my hip,”

Anthony was intensely curious about Miss Augustine. She was very brief in her responses as if she were punished for having a personality as a child, but still exuded charm and kindness. He wondered what her history must be. He felt it a bit invasive to ask her questions about personal topics, but he could not help himself.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, Miss Augustine, but how old are you?”

“I am but one and twenty years, my lord,”

“You’re quite young to be a lady’s maid, yes?”

“Perhaps, my lord, but it is what I must do to live,” She laughed to be polite. She had known working for people of high rank would include having to hear comments like this, but she didn’t seem to mind it coming from Anthony. She found it harmless.

“Right… My apologies,” Anthony nervously cleared his throat, embarrassed about coming off so privileged.

“It is no trouble at all, Mr. Bridgerton,”

"Have you had any experience in being a lady's maid before?" He quickly asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

"I have been working as staff to noblemen since I was sixteen. I worked with my parents until they had tragically passed. My mother was a chambermaid and my father, a butler," Her voice was sweet, contrasting the rather grim recalling of her history.

"My deepest condolences. How did your parents pass?" Anthony was not known to be the most gentle in his delivery, but his interest was genuine.

"They had gotten sick while traveling from France... They passed on the boat ride from lack of medical attention," She said slowly so as to not get herself emotional in front of the viscount.

"And what happened to you after that?"

"I had continued to work at my old employers' estate until they had moved out of the country and now the plan is to work for you and the rest of the Bridgerton family until I am old and grey," Augustine attempted to lighten the mood with a bit of humor. She did not wish to depress him any further.

His interest was piqued when she mentioned her plan. That was quite some time to commit for a young woman, he thought.

"Is there no chance that you might marry one day? Are there no men that have asked for your hand?" he inquired.

Augustine found Anthony so fascinating. He was not purposefully prejudiced against commoners, he more so seemed uninformed about what life was truly like for them. She did not have the pleasures of going to balls and soirees in search of a spouse, just as Anthony was able to. She did not have time, nor money to even entertain the idea of finding a husband. She was fated to be a poor spinster, a fact that she has accepted for a long time.

“With the brood of Bridgertons I am about to share a home with, I believe I will have my hands full. I shall need not for a husband or children,” As she spun her tale into one that included positivity and light, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for her.

Augustine was known for turning any negative situation into a positive one. That continued to be proven true as the two arrived at the Bridgerton residence. She found it serendipitous to see that the sky was quickly pouring, unconcerned if it had gotten all over her.

"My lord, would you mind escorting Blossom and I to the stables? She is not a fan of the rain," She laughed, wiping away the raindrops that stung her eyes. Anthony was amused to see the way Augustine looked with her hair now curled up from being doused in rain. Most women he had met would have been furious if they had so much as a speck of dirt on their dresses.

Augustine had looked upon the Bridgerton home with wonder. She had never seen a place more beautiful. The red brick walls stood out with the wisteria that framed the threshold. It seemed so magical, yet so comforting at the same time. She could not wait to explore the estate. She knew that she would spend every spare moment she was allowed to admire the gardens and see the view of London from the upstairs balcony.

Anthony’s view at that moment was different. He had paid attention only to his footing and to Augustine. He could not ignore how the rain caused her clothes to wrap around the curves of her body tightly. The light fabric of her dress was sheer enough to reveal the entirety of her chest. He had visualized in his mind what it would look like to carefully peel the fabric from her soft skin. Thoughts like this had continued until she had noticed his stare. Once caught, he kept his eyes forward.

When they arrived at the stables, Augustine was quick to take Blossom into an open stall, lined up with the coachmen’s horses. Anthony stared as she bent over to secure Blossom’s lead to a post in the ground. Her chest had swung out in front of her, the peaks of her breasts fully in Anthony’s view. It was as if he had been entranced, ordered to take small steps closer to her. When Augustine stood up again, she was slightly startled to see Anthony standing there with little space between them. She trembled, feeling his warm breath hit her face. Soon she was pressed to the wall, the viscount’s lips hovering around hers. Her eyes were wide and she felt frozen in place. After a moment passed, the two were brought back down to reality and Anthony pulled away from her sharply.

He then cleared his throat to say "Very, well... I do have some business to attend to and you must be getting to Eloise," He tipped his hat once more and hastily ran off.

“Aye… I shall change clothes and introduce myself to her at once, Lord Bridgerton,”

#from my bridgerton blog 🫣

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eddieandbird · 18 days

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(hello my loves. to anyone who watches/reads bridgerton, i started a new blog @torturedbridgertonsdept

my first anthony bridgerton fanfic is here. love yall have a great day)

#eddieandbird talks

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eddieandbird · 4 months

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hi everyone. i am incredibly sorry about the long unexpected hiatus. i won’t bore you with details, i was gone for two main reasons:

the holidays were extremely busy and i hardly had time to myself so i’ve been kinda avoidant of my social media

i am very disappointed with some people involved with st as of late. i’m not going to go into further detail, i’m too sensitive and not in the mood to discuss it privately either.

i do want to say thank you all so much for making this blog such a wonderful place to me. i genuinely hope all of you have been doing well. i’m doing fine, 2023 was good to me and 2024 already is showing signs that it’s only getting better. for now i want to say that i’m done making posts here. feel free to come say hi in the dms, i just ask that you be patient with my responses and be respectful 🫶

with all the love in my heart,

bird

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Flight of Icarus - Chapter 1

synopsis and reactions

The story is told from Eddie’s perspective and starts with the Hellfire club in the middle of a campaign. He just brutally killed off Gareth’s character and the club is discussing it hilariously. Right now the club consists of six members:

Eddie - senior

Gareth - freshman, newest member of Hellfire

Dougie - senior

Ronnie Ecker - senior, started Hellfire with Eddie

Jeff - sophomore

Stan - junior

Most of the members are also in Corroded Coffin, including Eddie, Ronnie, and Dougie (Gareth joins at a later date?)

Ronnie (Full name: Veronica Ecker) seems the closest to Eddie at this point. They both moved to the trailer park at the same time and have been friends ever since. Eddie seems very protective over her, even though he tries to look like he’s reluctantly helping her out with rides home and stuff. They have similar backgrounds; didn’t grow up with a whole lot of family. Eddie also said when they were 13, he considered that they were dating. (This falls in line perfectly with my head cannon that Eddie wouldn’t have the balls to ask his crush out, he would just assume they were dating and let them figure it out eeeeee!!!) After Eddie had his mind made up that they were dating, he goes in FOR A KISS and she gets freaked out and pulls away lmao. (I honestly love Ronnie as a character and might even use her for a couple Eddie fics)

After the Hellfire meeting, Ronnie reveals to Eddie that she got a full ride law scholarship to NYU. I think this sends Eddie into a spiral, considering he doesn’t really have plans for college and he also might be afraid of losing his friendship with Ronnie when she moves, but like the compassionate, sweet boy that he is, he lets her know how proud he is of her.

I’m not sure if we got this information before, but Eddie’s Dad’s canon name is Al Munson. (Eddie doesn’t give us a full name, but I’d like to think it’s Albert Munson). Just like he was hinting in season four (y’know the scene where he’s talking to Steve and hot-wiring the camper van?), Al Munson seems like a typical deadbeat dad, but Eddie only discusses this briefly.

The chapter ends with Eddie getting pulled over by a cop, Officer Moore. He’s obviously being annoying, giving Eddie shit for his driving and insinuates that Eddie has drugs in his car, but ultimately leaves him and Ronnie alone.

Review~

So far the writing is charming. I’m not sure if it’s just too early in the book to tell, or I’ve been reading too many fan fictions or what, but I do feel like Eddie’s voice is lacking some of the whimsy and pizzazz that I picture him to have. That being said, I do appreciate the author showing off Eddie’s softer side and hiding his emotions in the internal dialogue.

#eddie munson #stranger things #flight of icarus

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Flight of Icarus - First Impressions

Synopsis and Reactions

Upon getting the book I was obviously, extremely excited to finally get more background on Eddie (because everyone knows season 4 was just not enough.) Fair warning on my reviews: I will be going over the plot so look away if you don’t want spoilers.

The back of the book features a very cryptic quote:

I fly.

The screws are being turned on every corner of my life. It’s all do-or-die right now, make-or-break, sink-or-swim…

I should be waking up in the middle of the night in stress sweats. I should have a panic attack whenever I think about anything more complicated than what I’m gonna eat for lunch.

But instead-

Up, up, up.

I have really no guesses as to what this refers to at the moment, but I’m sure it’ll be clear within the book. When I first heard that Eddie would be getting a book, I was really hoping that it would be set in his middle school days when he had his buzz-cut and his eyes on Chrissy Cunningham, but alas, just like with his screen time on season 4, I would be disappointed.

With the book description the author gave, this story is set in 1984, which would be Eddie’s first senior year. All Eddie has going for him is Hellfire and Corroded Coffin and not much else. There’s a girl named Paige that Eddie meets at the Hideout. She’s a record producer based in LA and is giving Eddie a shot to get Corroded Coffin off the ground. Eddie’s only issue is that he needs money to get out there and he’s looking to his dad, Al Munson for help. Al seems like a shady guy and might be the catalyst for Eddie’s conflicts moving forward.

#eddie munson #stranger things #flight of icarus #eddieandbird talks

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Mean!Eddie makes fun of Gareth

[NSFW Eddie note under the cut. cw: name calling, possessiveness]

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Eddie noticed you've been grumpy

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Hi sis! You probably get asked this all the time but I was wondering what app you use for the notes? 💕

hello lovely!! i use goodnotes app on ipad

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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hi lovelies!!

sorry for not being active, i was super busy traveling and visiting mr. bird's family, but i am back!

now with that out of the way, i wanted to let you guys know i've been reading flight of icarus and got through a few chapters. would you like to hear my thoughts or know any of the cute canon lore i've been finding?

#eddieandbird talks #eddie munson #stranger things #flight of icarus

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Eddie quietly tries to calm you down

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #eddie pov #eddie notes

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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thank you so much for your feedback 🥹💖 i am so happy you guys love this duo as much as i do. happy halloween!!

Wayne ripped down the sign off the screen door with one hand and pinched the top of his nose with the other. He gave a slow, regulating sigh before stepping inside the trailer.

“Eddie! Eddie boy come in here!” He threw his voice down the hallway to Eddie’s room, but it was met with no response. He placed the cardboard down on the coffee table before sinking down into the worn couch beside it. “Edward, now I ain’t gon’ tell you again. Get your ass out here,”

A thud could be heard as Eddie reluctantly got out of bed and stomped to his uncle in the living area. His hands were shoved inside his pockets and his eye contact remained on the floor.

“What do you want?” Eddie’s words seemed to ooze with bitterness. Wayne replied with an annoyed scoff.

“Well son, I want to know just why in the hell you put up something like this on our front door,” Wayne tapped his fingers on the sign angrily.

“Because it’s true, we don’t have any candy,” Eddie shrugged, attempting to look nonchalant.

“Now you know damn well I ain’t talkin’ bout that,” Wayne crossed his arms and leaned back into the couch. “What are you doing callin’ yourself a freak?”

“Everyone calls me that uncle Wayne. Why do you think I have no plans on Halloween?” Eddie rolled his eyes and groaned. “No one likes me at the new school. They all call me a freak because I’m loud and I like metal. No one even wants to play Dungeons and Dragons with me!”

His breathing accelerated and tears welled up in his eyes. Wayne pressed his fists into the cushion beneath him to help him up. Once on his feet, he walked to Eddie and pulled him into a hug. Eddie’s body loosened up as he sobbed into his uncle’s chest.

“Listen to me boy, everyone is scared of things they don’t understand. Just because you’re not like one of those prissy rich kids, doesn’t mean you need to shut everyone out. You’ll find your people, kid. Be patient. Be yourself,” Wayne lightly roughed up the messy curls on his nephew’s head. “Now if you hurry and put on your costume, we’ll still have enough time to drive up to the nicer neighborhoods and bleed them for all their full-size candy bars,”

“No… Are you serious?”

“I already called off work-”

“THANK YOU,” Eddie squeezed Wayne so hard, he could hear his joints popping.

“Just go before ya kill me,” Wayne gave a strained laugh as Eddie disappeared back into his room.

#eddieandbird tags

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Glad you're back, Bird! I hope things are well with you.

(sorry for the late reply)

thank you lovely!! happy to be back! i have been fabulous, i hope you’ve been well too 💖

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Happy halloween 🎃

happy halloween!!

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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Wayne ripped down the sign off the screen door with one hand and pinched the top of his nose with the other. He gave a slow, regulating sigh before stepping inside the trailer.

A thud could be heard as Eddie reluctantly got out of bed and stomped to his uncle in the living area. His hands were shoved inside his pockets and his eye contact remained on the floor.

“What do you want?” Eddie’s words seemed to ooze with bitterness. Wayne replied with an annoyed scoff.

“Well son, I want to know just why in the hell you put up something like this on our front door,” Wayne tapped his fingers on the sign angrily.

“Because it’s true, we don’t have any candy,” Eddie shrugged, attempting to look nonchalant.

“Now you know damn well I ain’t talkin’ bout that,” Wayne crossed his arms and leaned back into the couch. “What are you doing callin’ yourself a freak?”

“No… Are you serious?”

“I already called off work-”

“THANK YOU,” Eddie squeezed Wayne so hard, he could hear his joints popping.

“Just go before ya kill me,” Wayne gave a strained laugh as Eddie disappeared back into his room.

#happy halloween my loves 🎃#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #eddie pov #eddie notes

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eddieandbird · 6 months

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You read the note that was tucked into the lit frame of the vanity. Your reflection in the background beamed back, your nose crinkled and your lips formed a shy smile. Flutters of anxiety and excitement built up in your stomach as you continued to brush rouge upon your round cheeks.

“Knock, knock,” Eddie’s knuckles lightly tapped the door. His cologne begged you to turn around and take in the view. Your heartbeat picked up as you saw Eddie walking to you, his hair in more orderly curls than usual, his dark velvet suit being highlighted by a maroon button-up that exposed his chest tattoos. “Wow… Darling, you look totally gorgeous tonight,”

“I know, I got your little note,” You pointed to the letter. Eddie floated right behind you, both of you taking in every detail of your outfit; a long, glittering, black gown with a dangerously high slit sitting at the top of your right hip. “You don’t think it’s too much, is it? I know it’s a red carpet, but I haven’t worn this many sequins before,” Your giggle was met with a playful scoff from Eddie.

“Sweetheart, you’re with America’s up-and-coming rockstar. You’re gonna learn to shine as bright as I do,” He stood before you, warmly smiling and stroking your cheek. His fingers trailed down and traced along your collarbones. “In fact, I have a little something for you,”

“Babe, what?” You gasped as he positioned you back in front of the mirror. He chuckled as he pulled a small chain of diamonds out of his suit pocket. Your eyes were wide and fixed upon the light refracting off of it. In swift movements, you were surrounded by his arms again as he brought the necklace down to your chest and clasped it from the back. It was enchanting to watch how meticulous he was with it, adjusting it so the largest stone rested beautifully upon your chest. He gently squeezed your shoulders as he kissed your head.

“Saw this in a window display yesterday and I knew it had to be yours,” Pride sparkled through Eddie’s low voice. Your head turned to kiss the hands on your shoulders. “What do you think? Did your man deliver or what?” He raised his hands and smiled widely, waiting for your response.

“I don’t know why you ask, you know you always do,” your eyes rolled.

“I ask to make sure you’re treated like the absolute princess you are. I know my schedule will only grow busier, but I will never stop being your prince charming,”

#saw people reading my rockstar!eddie content so i had to 😘#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie x reader #eddie pov #eddie notes #rockstar!eddie munson

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