⚜️ Oh to have 'His horsemenship as deficient as his character' boyfriend and be 'Bane of his existence and object of all his desires' girlfriend ⚜️

ANTHONY BRIDGERTON MOODBOARD Anthony falls for a working class radical girl

b l a c k b u t t e r f l y

{MINISERIES}

summary: Y/N is Anthony's good childhood friend. But as time goes on, their friendship weakens until Brian, Anthony's friend asks for her hand. Y/N is moving to the countryside after wedding and Anthony thinks he will never see her again. However, she appears as a widow after a few years in the town. And Anthony returns to where he was before, a few years ago before.

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SIL YOU'RE GROWING S'FAST ILY & I'M SO happy 🥺💓

gods and monsters 🐊 - send me a character + scenario and i'll make you a moodboard !

For that one, can i have Anthony bridgerton + childhood friends to lovers and dancing in the rain (don't ask, it's been raining here n I'm feeling sappy)

ABBYY ILYSM THANK YOU BBY <33333 HOPE YOU LIKE IT

365 relationships; kate sharma and anthony bridgerton

you are the bane of my existence, and the object of all my desires.

Anthony Bridgerton x Kate Sharma

Kate Sharma and Anthony Bridgerton in You never called it what it was by newtonsheffield (Moomin_94)

"Why am I hearing that you haven't written anything in months?" Anthony narrowed his eyes at Kate, over the top of his book, his feet resting on the edge of his desk. "Who told you that?" "I have my sources," Kate said, dropping her bag on the velvet sofa in the corner, followed by her coat, her leather gloves twisting in her hands. "Benedict is not a reliable source of information." Anthony tutted, trying to push down the way his heart fluttered in his chest just at the sight of her. Just as it had since he was eighteen. Stop it, she doesn't want you. You know she doesn't. Kate's boot nudged his feet off the edge of his desk, "It wasn't Benedict." "Daphne isn't either." He adjusted the glasses sliding down the end of his nose. "How did you even get in here?"

Kate waved her hand vaguely, "Someone left the door open for me." "Fucking Greg." Anthony hissed, finally setting down his book. "Well, they're wrong. I'm writing all the time, constantly, can't stop me." You fucking liar. You haven't written anything since that dedication. He'd stared at that dedication for hours, Sure, she'd realise what she hadn't already, the moment she saw the dedication: That every word of that book was written for her, about her. A love letter that he'd sunk his entire being into until it breathed off the page. She must have known, everyone else did. They asked him about it in every interview, Who is it for? Who is she? His family sent one another glances whenever he mentioned his uni friend turned editor. Her own sister had raised her eyebrows just the other day. "How was Sarah today?" "Who?" "Don't fucking pretend, Anthony." She had to know that Snow Filled Paper was for her. Hell, the title was about the short story she'd written at Oxford that he still thought about every day of his life. He'd plucked it from the bin where she'd left it on the way out of class and it sat folded in the front of the book in his hand now. The one that was hers. And she hadn't said anything. Nothing. Because she didn't know what to say. She didn't want him, so why should he care?

"Show me some pages then." Kate said bluntly, crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't have to show you my pages!" He said, a little affronted, well aware that he didn't have anything to show, even if he wanted to. "I'm your editor." She rolled her eyes, flicking his ear. "Well, edit someone else!" He scoffed, "I'm sure T F Dickhead is writing you mystery novel after mystery novel to wade through. Surprise: The Gardener always does it!" She rolled her eyes, " I'm going to ignore that. If you have time to sit here and read your own book, you have time to show me your work." "No. I'm busy!" "You have a can of Pringles resting on your stomach." "It's called a creative process, Kate! And these are a limited edition flavour for your information. This is practically science!" "Anthony. You haven't written anything." No. And I don't want to ever again.

Coming Soon

kathani sharma 🦢

For while those who have been successful in the year’s marriage market look forward to flaunting their perfect, joyous unions, others shudder at the thought of spending one last night before the discerning eyes of the ton.

Bridgerton Spouses, happily ever after

• The Bridgertons by Julia Quinn

Well, well, well. 2024 is here, and so am I (as if I had left at any point, but still!). We're off to out first fic of the year and it's... family fluff! Yay (I can't control myself, I swear)

Motherhood

"She didn't even know the type of love she felt for her children even existed before she felt Edmund twist inside her for the first time and by the time she held her tiny squirming son in her arms, she knew there was nothing in the world that could match the love she felt right at that moment. That said, there were times she didn't particularly like her children."

______________________________________________________________ Kate loves being a mother, she really, really does. She's just tired and needs a little break. Is that too much to ask?

Just some stressed-out, tired, Stay-at-home mum Kate with her little gremlins. Cute and Fluffy, I swear!

A million thanks to @harnitbee, who is my friend, my beta, my ear to bother when I'm inspired and one of the most amazing people I know. You're a queen <3

Don't forget to let me know what you think!

Love,

Cee

lu’s watchlist in 2022 - the viscount who loved me, bridgerton is the entire practice of naming a diamond, not, well, rather ridiculous? should a woman not be valued for so much more than her dancing skills or her comportment? should we not value a woman instead for her candor, her character, her true accomplishments?

MOODBOARD. In Bloom by @newtonsheffield

“How the hell did you end up on Kate Sharma’s Instagram?” Anthony looked up from his orchid kokedama, spray bottle held aloft, “Kate Sharma?” Daphne made an irritated noise in the back of her throat, sliding her phone across the countertop, “Kate Sharma. She’s kind of a huge deal—how do you not know this?” But Anthony wasn’t listening, he was staring down at Daphne’s phone, Instagram open, the bouquet he’d made for that woman staring back at him. Perched in a vase on a coffee table, a Corgi with his paws up on the table, nosing at them, a caption underneath: Bought the most beautiful flowers, from the most beautiful petal @bridgertonblooms in Notting Hill.

♕ 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔬𝔫 ♤

hate to say I told you so by @kybee1497 & @itsthebooks

A good old fashioned game of Truth or Dare mixed with Seven Minutes in Heaven brings Kate Sharma and Anthony Bridgerton a lot closer to each other than they ever wanted to be.

kathony- modern AU

it’s nice to have a friend - a modern kanthony childhood friends to lovers au

Kate is seven years old when she meets Anthony Bridgerton.

She's nineteen when everything changes - in more ways than one.

chapter one now on ao3!