when im at a lesbian francesca competition and my opponent is hannah dodd
COMMISSION THAT I LOVED MAKING!!! (I love all of them dont get me wrong ✋🏻😭🤚🏻) RAHHHH TYSM FOR GIVING ME THE POSSIBILITY!!!
Im sorry my style is so not consistent lol
bridgerton is so fucking fun. each season they pick the two hottest people you've ever seen in your life, tell a ridiculously romantic story with them, set the whole thing vaguely in the regency era but make the costumes more camp and ridiculously elaborate in the best way every season, make the hot people bang, craft intricate and breathtaking sets, flesh out incredibly well a bevy of characters, then cast some more super hot people of colour to play characters that were white in the books. all of that from source material that is cheesy and they make it excellent and more progressive. I want a million seasons.
people don’t enjoy shipping anymore. the point of shipping isn’t the catharsis of watching them kiss onscreen, it’s grabbing the characters and mashing their faces together like you’re five years old playing Barbie in your room again. it’s to take one moment of eye contact in canon and read that over and over and over again with twenty different writers’ interpretations of the characters internal monologues if they were in love. it’s to see the characters interact and cheer because you know that’s another moment to add to your list of canon compliant fic ideas. you’re stressing yourself out, this is supposed to be fun!
One flesh, one end, bitch.
“The sword hated you to touch it. The long hilt burnt your bare hands as though heated to starlike temperatures. […] They had tried to remove your sword once, and you were perturbed in some distant way by that memory, which was red, and wet, and ill defined. […] You now slept beside it like it was your large steel infant. […] Truth to be told you would have been happy hurling the thing straight into the hot heart of Dominicus, as it was loathsome to you and you were convinced it wanted to do you harm; but it was very important that it should not be placed in anyone else’s hand. […] This two-handed soldier’s sword was huge and aberrant and frankly malicious, and utterly your responsibility.”



