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waltricia · 3 days
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These dorks. 💚
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thekatebridgerton · 2 days
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I just would love to see what Colin is thinking while the rest of his brothers are beating up Phillip
" I left my sexy wife for this"
" how would Eloise feel if I got myself kidnapped on her honeymoon? Why she so rude to me??"
" this is the most time alone I've had with Penelope in ages and Eloise can't even let me honeymoon in peace"
"wait a minute... Dots connected... Kidnapped Eloise = more Penelope for me"
" if Phillip keeps Eloise, then I won't have to share my wife with her"
" New plan, befriend this Phillip guy, convince him Eloise isn't annoying, bribe him to extend Eloise stay at his house, possibly forever, no, no, Anthony's way is better, force them to marry"
"Argh Pen would have better ideas, Pen is so smart, and witty...and sexy"
" I MISS MY WIFE"
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favefandomimagines · 3 days
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Ocean Away (a.b)
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Summary: a disastrous fight threatens to end your engagement with Anthony
AN: inspired by “Ocean Away” from the Unofficial Bridgerton Musical. I know it’s a song for Daphne and Simon but I thought it would fit so well with Anthony
This was deeeep in my drafts
He hadn’t meant for it to get so out of hand. What started out as a seemingly normal conversation, ended in both you and Anthony shouting at each other.
“Anthony, I need to ask you something.” You said to your fiancé. “Yes, darling?” He questioned. “When was the last time you saw Siena?” You asked.
The question took him aback. You have never spoken of Siena or his past endeavors. Meaning something must have made you ask him. “What has made you wonder such a thing?” Anthony asked. “Lady Whistledown,” You started before a scoff cut you off.
“Lady Whistledown? You are believing this gossip now.” He spoke. “She has never been wrong before, Anthony. She wrote that she saw you leave the opera house the other evening.” You said.
“An evening where you said you were with Benedict.” You added. “You are above believing these lies, Y/N.” He said. “You have not yet denied it once.” You replied.
Anthony had yet to deny any of what Lady Whistledown wrote and that made you fear that what you had read was true. “I should not have to. We are to be husband and wife in a matter of weeks and you question my fidelity to you.” Anthony said.
“Because two weeks before you proposed to me you were with her. Am I wrong for worrying?” You rebutted. “Your insecurities are not my doing, do not put this blame on me.” He snapped. “My insecurities? I have never been insecure in our engagement until you gave me a reason to be.” You spoke. “This is mad. You believe Lady Whistledown over me?” He asked.
“For goodness sake, Anthony, you have not denied it! There is only one side to this currently and it is hers.” You yelled. “Well, forgive me for not wanting to entertain this any longer.” He said, turning away from you. “You cannot even be honest with me, can you?” You asked quietly.
Anthony could hear the way your voice began to break as his back was to you. He never wanted to hurt you.
Hurting you was at the top of a list of things he never wanted to do to you. And by not claiming his innocence because of his pride, he was hurting you.
“I am going to spend the night in Eloise’s room.” You announced. Anthony still made no attempt to move or even apologize.
You wiped a tear from your face quickly as you headed for the door.
“I sincerely hope you know that Lady Whistledown said I was mad for accepting your proposal. That you would always be the naive and self-sabotaging young viscount. Please do not prove her right.” You spoke before leaving the room.
The problem was Anthony was a prideful man and it would be his pride that would prevent him from doing what was right.
The garden party was supposed to be a celebration of your engagement and it was turning quite sour. Luckily, no one knew of the turmoil that was going on because of the facade you had put on all day.
You spoke to guests, entertained their prodding questions into your wedding and tried to carry on with the afternoon. Your eyes often wandered to Anthony, who was standing stoically with Colin and Benedict. He looked as if he had completely forgotten about your argument as if it meant nothing.
It hurt you, seeing him act so blasè about what had occurred the night prior. That made you fearful because what if he ended the engagement? What if he did not want you anymore?
He had yet to apologize for the way he spoke and the words he said, you had hoped he had just forgotten. Or maybe he was not sorry at all.
You found Eloise and Penelope Featherington, both girls trying to help distract you from your own thoughts.
Eloise was one of your favorite people because of simply how she was unapologetically herself. She was a very funny young woman and that was refreshing in society.
Anthony watched you as you smiled and laughed with his sister by the lake. You were happy after all that happened last night. How could you be happy?
“How can she be smiling? It is as if she realized I am not what she wants.” Anthony spoke aloud. Benedict and Colin looked at one another, neither knowing how to approach the topic.
“Brother, maybe she is trying to be brave. Not let people know she is hurting. They all believe you were with Siena the other evening, she is trying to show it is all a lie. Even if she does not believe it herself.” Benedict said.
Anthony continued to watch you, your eyes never once meeting his gaze. He knew he needed to apologize to you. Tell you that he was never with Siena and the moment he realized you were who he wanted, he had not seen her.
There was a moment where he lost you in the crowd of people. He did not know where you went off to and that worried him more so than his pride.
Anthony started frantically looking around the grounds for you, weaving through the crowd until he spotted you sitting on the bench under the willow tree.
You had always loved that spot and often times Anthony would catch you reading there. It was also the spot you were sitting in when the two of you confessed your love for each other for the first time.
He approached you silently and sat down a few inches away from you.
“I remember the first time I saw you. You had just arrived at the Queen’s ball with your mother and it felt as if time stopped. There was nothing, that tempted me to take my eyes off of you. I knew then that I wanted you and only you. You made me believe that marriage could be for love and for nothing else.” Anthony spoke.
Him recounting the night of your debut made your eyes well up with tears.
“I am afraid. I am afraid that you will want her again and I cannot go through that kind of pain. I love you with everything that I am and if I was not enough for you, it would be the death of me.” You confessed.
Anthony looked at you with slightly wide eyes, never having heard your concerns before. He blamed his past behavior on your fears knowing it was not an easy feat to love someone with his reputation.
He moved closer to you and took your hand in his. “I am also afraid.” He spoke. It was then you looked at him with eyes wide, never having heard the man you love he so vulnerable.
“I am afraid that I will not make you happy. That one day you will wake up and feel like some other man could make you happier.” He continued. “I do not think there is another man in this lifetime who will make me as happy as you do.” You said.
“I have not nor will I ever, see Siena again. You are the woman I love, the woman I cannot stop thinking about. It will always be you.” Anthony said. “She has always had such a strong hold on you, forgive me for being skeptical.” You muttered.
“Now the only woman who has a strong hold on me is you. And that is how it will stay.” He replied. “Do you promise?” You asked. “I promise.” He spoke without hesitation.
Anthony took your hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “I love you, Y/N. I always have and I always will.” He said. “I love you too.” You spoke. “And I’m sorry.” You added. “You have nothing to be sorry for, my love.” Anthony replied.
“Your mama might think we have run off and abandoned our own celebration.” You commented. “That does sound rather tempting.” Anthony teased.
You stood up and held your hand out for his, which he took with a smile. If you would have told Anthony Bridgerton that he was about to get married and to the love of his life, he would have called you mad. But here he was, and couldn’t have been happier.
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lokisaysbye · 2 days
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yea yes colin your eyes shine brighter when you are kind but MISS FEATHERINGTON YOUR EYES CAN DROWN A MAn
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Penelope: I never thought that anyone would ever even want me.
Colin: I know the feeling.
Penelope: Oh please, with that ass? Give me a break.
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These are WAY TOO funny, omg
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The idiot Bridgertons strike again (I love them anyway)
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anxious-bisexual-0 · 2 days
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THIS IS WHAT WAS GOING ON IN HIS HEAD DURING THIS SCENE:
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seeleybooth · 1 day
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Just friends, sure.
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conejita-canelita · 2 days
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The charm to polin is that at their core they are both losers. They make corny ass plant puns that never land with whatever crowd they’re with. Penelope’s idea of flirting is to act like you're seconds away from fainting from heat stroke. She runs a successful gossip column and yet she's extremely shy outside of that. Colin can't help making dick jokes in the presence of his own mother. He's set on ruining the love of his life and he follows through with about as much backbone as a snapable glow stick ( I mean, he succeeds!!! but not in the way everyone knows he meant). Their idea of being bad together is to drop an eclair into a potted plant as if they're five again. Neither of them can register a damn social queue. The two of them break every rule of propriety there could possibly be between them unintentionally. They both somehow think that dating lessons with each other are going to be no strings attached. Polin at its essence is boy and girl cringefail being so disgustingly in love it makes everyone else around them sick. You need to understand, love, and accept this to be on board with them.
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jbaileyfansite · 18 hours
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New Bridgerton brothers poster for s3
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wikitina · 2 days
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Nicola Coughlan for Teen Vogue (May, 2024) (part 2)
Full interview here.
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alexa-crowe · 19 hours
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BRIDGERTON 1.02 | "Shock and Delight"
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flamedork · 2 days
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You really are very good.
Watch a Wallflower Bloom | S1 (9/15)
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