#Kate is a menace playing volleyball

[newtonsheffield]

OH MY NEWTON MOLLY!!

I've just fallen asleep when I woke up like this

because I've seen your latest post of Anthony and Edwina being Kate's #1 fans before falling asleep and and I dreamt of Kate playing volleyball (never forgetting B&S company picnic of 2020) and Edwina and Anthony being Kate's personal cheerleaders with personal t-shirts and everything.

I know you do more for your fans than we have the right to ask, but we are sluts for your writing and we can't stop (WE ARE SLUTS FOR YOUR WRITING AND WE CAN'T STOP TITLE OF YOUR FANDOM SEX TAPE), but if you can and if you like it, I will love to hear your input about my dream (it could include the bridgerton babys and the whole family) and how I need to get out more and stop bothering you (fyi we are once again at lock down here so going out is not much of an option I am afraid. I LIVE THROGH YOUR WRITING!)

I really wish you have the most amazing week!!!!

Southern Hemisphere Bros 😎

Oh hello! My Southern Hemisphere Bro! 😎😎 You’re back!

I have a couple of things for you

Did you just use “Newton” instead of “God”?? Because if so: Genius! Perfect amazing! Thrilled to bits! Gonna start peppering it into my vocab from tomorrow!

You’re dreaming about Bridgerton and Sons??? I think that makes you my hero! I do sometimes dream about my writing but I’m stunned that I’ve wormed my way that deep into your subconscious. Truly amazed. Not complaining. Just very thankful

I’m sorry you’re stuck in lockdown. Australia has been so lucky during this pandemic so I really have no right to complain. My life is very normal, I can even go to pubs and cinemas 🤷🏻‍♀️

Here is a little bit of your vision.

“Kate I need you to do something for me, and I need you to not be mad about it?” Kate looked up in surprised to find her sister standing in the doorway of her office at...9:57am on a Tuesday morning. Lucy called out absentmindedly “Edwina’s here Kate.” Over her shoulder as Gregory spun a round on his chair next to her. Kate sighed “Thank you Lucy, I can see that.” Kate said dryly “Edwina the last time you asked me not to be mad about something you’d set me up on a blind date.” Edwina scoffed,

“You’re married now, and you have two children. I think it worked out, Kate.” Edwina said taking the seat across from her. Kate couldn’t keep the smirk off her face. “What do you need me to do?” Edwina’s eyes darted around the room a little, fiddling with the ends of her hair, her wedding rings glinting in the office lighting, a sure sign her sister was nervous. “So, the museum is having a fundraiser,” Edwina had started slowly, Kate felt confusion welling in her “And part of it is a volleyball-” Kate groaned

“Eddie, no.” Edwina looked indignant “You don’t even know what I’m going to say.” She said as Kate sighed “Matthew is in a charity volleyball tournament and you signed me up as his partner. Eddie, I’ve been your sister for 28 years, I know exactly what you’re like and my answer is no.” Kate said primly, turning back towards her computer, barely able to keep the smile off her face as her sister groaned.

“Katie, please!” Edwina begged,

“Eddie no, I haven’t played in ages, and I’ve had two children!” But Edwina wasn’t listening, her eyes had widened her lower lip pouting, ugh that face always made her crack.

“Please, Kate! Matthew could really use the help and think how good it would be for your boys to see a powerful woman achieve.” And damnit. That did it. Kate sighed,

“It was very low of you to use feminism.” Edwina’s face broke into a wide smile as she leapt from the seat already out the door as she called out

“You won’t regret it Kate!”

“I doubt that very much!” Kate called after her.

And that was how Kate found herself, in a charity volleyball match with her brother in law, who god bless him, had many fine qualities, but was a terrible volleyball player, trying her best not to lose her patience with him.

“Just stay on your side of the court Matthew! Please!” Kate said for what felt like the millionth time in the last 10 minutes. And his eyes widened as he adjusted his glasses, the glitter glue on the shirt Edwina had made him (That he had worn more than willingly when Edwina had given it to him an hour ago) sparkling in the morning light as Kate tried to tamp down the ridiculously competitiveness raging within her. For god’s sake, her opponent looked like he was pushing 65, Though Kate reasoned, his new hip may have been giving him some traction.

“That’s my Mummy!” A tiny little voice yelled out and Kate’s heart soared when she caught sight of her family. Anthony grinning proudly, his sunglasses slightly askew from Miles’ hands grabbing at them from his carrier. Edmund on his shoulders clapping happily. Edwina by his side looking ridiculously like she was in a print ad for home made tshirts. Their matching shirts sparkling in the morning sun Indiana Throws they proudly proclaimed, a little whip wrapped around the writing.

“It doesn’t even make sense.” Kate had said frowning “You don’t throw a volleyball.” Edwina had tutted from her place tucked under Matthew’s arm. “Kate will you relax? It’s supposed to be fun.” Edwina had said teasingly as she kissed Matthew’s cheek. Anthony had laughed, loudly. “Kate doesn’t know how to have fun playing volleyball. Sorry about her by the way, Matt.” He’d said grinning, leaning in to leave a kiss on Kate’s cheek. She’d scoffed swatting him away as Edmund had said “Mummy are you and uncle Matt gonna win?” “Obviously, right Matt?” Matt had looked... less than sure as he’d said “Right.”

And for the most part she’d kept herself in check. Biting her lip to stop herself from yelling at Matthew, at the referee, and she could feel Anthony’s eyes on her, his face smug as though he could tell the competitive monster in her was dying to burst out.

“Not up to your usual standards today Kate. Perhaps I should dig out our old bet shirt hey!” He called out irritating smirk on his face, even as Edmund clapped happily and Edwina called out

“You’re doing amazing Honey! You too Katie!”

“Would be even more amazing if you actually spiked the ball Kate!” Anthony called out again as the ball sailed towards her and she snapped. Leaping into the air, her hand connecting with the ball sending it flying back over the net, slamming into the ground with a satisfying Thunk!

“Holy Fuck!” Kate heard Matthew whisper behind her, the opposing team’s mouths falling open in shock as she yelled

“Geoff, the next time I see you step off the baseline when you serve, you’re losing a toe and Christina if you touch the net one more time I’ll scream! It's against the rules and you KNOW THAT!��� And Kate really did feel slightly bad about yelling at her brother in laws ageing coworkers, but unable to stop herself as the competitive monster raged away “Matt get back on your side, JESUS!”

Her husband’s voice rang out happily, “There she is! There’s my wife!” And Kate couldn’t bite back the smirk.

They of course won the tournament, though Matthew had to apologise profusely for his sister in law’s behaviour. And Kate was asked not to return the next year.

[shiningsagittarius]

Tetherball is a game where two players use their hands to strike a volleyball which is suspended from a stationary metal pole by a rope or tether. The two players stand on opposite sides of the pole, and each tries to hit the ball one way; one clockwise, and one counterclockwise. The game ends when one player manages to wind the ball all the way around the pole so that it is stopped by the rope. It must not bounce.

(Spoilers ahead! And when I say spoilers, I am referencing both the show and potentially the book as well.) (These are my thoughts and opinions)

1 x 05

I like the opening! Getting right to business! It reminds me of that one scene in Toy Story 2 haha

Ah, so Dr. Curtain promoting Sticky to Messenger is his take on “keep your enemies close” I suppose? (Also interesting how he calls him Sticky instead of George)

See, he’s still pressing them about arriving on the same day 👀

God, Tony Hale is really pulling out all the stops as Dr. Curtain in this episode, it truly shines through. It’s such a subtle type of menacing, it honestly gives me chills sometimes

“So many dots and dashes” yes Kate that is in fact what Morse Code is

There’s… nobody at the Institute with red hair??? How and why does Sticky know that??? Has he seen every single student???

“He should not have angered the gods!”

They didn’t even bring their breakfasts with them dhkdgdks

Oh God it’s the Shining twins

Ah so they can’t use Morse Code anymore……

Milligan what the hell are you wearing

A FALCON?????????????? MADGE?????????????

Oh hey I was wondering what the episode title means

But seriously Number Two is gonna spend all of the last episode talking about “unnecessary risks” and then get a falcon?? Make it make sense!

Dr. Curtain be like “I am going to evilly browse my hat magazine and evilly select my evil hat”

The kids might be starting to feel the effects of the messages. Or maybe this is just natural strife. Either way…

Martina kinda has a point about the bucket

“Roommate, not friend” yeowch

IS THAT SCARECROW SUPPOSED TO BE REYNIE ADHKSGSKSGS

AAAAAAAAAAAA THE SCARECROW GDKDVDKSGKSGS OH MY G O D

MISS PERUMAL MY BELOVEDDDDDD

The way she found them…. absolutely amazing!

AND YOU’RE STILL GONNA LIE TO HER, MR. B??? “Oh yeah he’s fine, perfectly fine

🥺👉👈”

The. The tetherball diagrams oh my lo r d

Constance rifling through the bucket hslsgksgs

The design of the Whisperer is not at all what I expected and yet…. unbelievably fitting. Definitely retro Sci-Fi, which is what the show has been aiming for I imagine.

There’s absolutely no music in this scene, no sounds except footsteps and the three of them talking. It’s subtle. It sets the mood. It’s unnerving. It’s, dare I say, mysterious.

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE CONSTANCE SCENE……. The way she comes to appreciate the statue as a fellow artist, and it moves her to tears…. The way we see her figuring out the puzzle….. the music and the atmosphere….. her face when she finds the panel….. it honestly filled me with nostalgia for my own childhood, playing out in nature and imagining fantastical scenarios like the puzzle she’s solving (obviously VERY different stakes here, but still). I also think this is one of the only times we’ve seen Constance alone so far. Seriously debating giving this episode a 9/10 rating for this scene alone.

THE WHISPERER WAS SIRI ALL ALONG AHAHAHA

“Was it enjoyable?” “You know what, it was!” A nice callback

Interesting how, unlike in the book, the Whisperer prods Reynie for his true worst fear.

Number Two interrupting to (presumably) keep Mr. Benedict from falling asleep

Has Constance… been stomping on the panel for hours????

“You know what I don’t like? People who don’t do what they say.” Like, someone telling you you’ll go somewhere again, and then disappearing off the face of the earth, perhaps?

“Emergency! Doom! No-one at the wheel!”

“Not being wanted. Not being wanted at all.”

Dr. Curtain:

There’s no cameras in the hallways? Or guards?

They’re putting the pieces together!!

THE MISSING AREN’T MISSING THEY’RE ONLY DEPARTED!!!!

“Please… eat your food…” quite ominous of you Number Two

“I’m sure they’ll make contact after their search of the underground tunnel I sent them into. :3”

The press release room!!

WHAT THE HELL IS THAT MACHINE

Oh my goddddd… this scene with the girls hiding and eavesdropping is unbelievably tense……..

“We helped create the Emergency today.” That’s bleak

GIRLIE YOU CALL THIS HUMANE??

Farm?? Forest???

Evil monologue time!

“Tell that to your invisible lawyer.” Eye-

Noooo come on Miss Perumal,,,,, I hope she’ll come back 🥺

Ooh, so this is the moment that convinces Mr. Benedict to try and end the mission!

This conflict where Sticky is drawn in more and more by a sense of belonging at the Institute… I’m so glad that they’re developing what was touched upon in the book!

YEAH CONSTANCE, THAT WOULD NOT BE NICE!

“Ok, what’s the plan?”

Reynie:

MRS. PERUMAL!

Ooh, the number is disconnected…

S.Q. :D

It’s still disorienting to hear them refer to each other as dad and son

Bruh, the way Dr. Curtain twists S.Q.’s words…. I hate this man

“Everyone has an opinion, dad.” “For the moment, anyways... not after tomorrow.” 👀👀👀👀

TLDR:

After lots of deliberation, I think today’s episode is the first 10/10. There were no glaring pacing issues, there was a balance of comedy and drama (leaning towards drama), lots of questions are starting to be answered, with more focus being placed on The Improvement and how to stop it (a perfect mid-season tonal shift), and there were moments both large and small that truly rounded out this episode. It’s really not only what I expected from this series, but also a delightful culmination of the storytelling and stylistic choices made by the cast and crew thus far. With three episodes left, I think this series is right on track to deliver a stunning finale (should the episodes continue with this level of quality).

Mr. Benedict explaining why he had to send 4 children to their possible deaths

[newtonsheffield]

Do you think Gregory spends some time at work making memes of Anthony? I can imagine Kate participating and casually dropping some ideas

I love this so much and I’m sorry you had to wait so long for it! And I ooooP accidentally made this a scooch about Lucy and Gregory! 

Gregory Bridgerton was not was talented an artist as his brother, Benedict, it was true, but what he lacked in skill he made up for with sheer enthusiasm. He’d first had the idea when he’d sat as his desk, carefully clipping the article about Kate and Anthony from the newspaper to stick to the refrigerator in the staff kitchen, chuckling to himself all the while. He’d wheeled his chair over to Lucy’s desk and said,

“La la la Lucy! You look absolutely radiant this morning!” with a charming grin on his face. Her eyes had flicked upwards with an annoyed little tut. “What do you want Gregory?” He’d smiled holding up his newspaper clipping and Lucy’s eyes had sparked with amusement, a little smirk forming on her face. “To borrow some of your whiteboard markers to annoy Kate?” Lucy had stayed silent. “Come on, Lucy, I know you have some in there. This desk is better stocked than the stationery shop down the street.” Lucy had eyed in carefully before sighing, opening her desk drawer and saying, only a little primly, “Are you interested in primary colours or pastels?” And Gregory, in hindsight, thought maybe this was the moment he started to fall a little in love with Lucy Abernathy.  

After the article had been rudely torn down, Gregory took it upon himself ti decorate the fridge once a week. On a Monday morning, he took himself into the kitchen armed with his whiteboard markers (he had his own set now, a gift from Lucy. Pastels AND Primary colours) and drew a little caricature on the fridge. There was Anthony, with little hearts over his eyes saying Kate Sheffield is a Menace There was Anthony, in his little crop top having been bested at volleyball, Lucy saying Why Does Nobody sort the condiments?!  His drawings had become the highlight of the week, and even Anthony, who scowled at them went into the kitchen every Monday afternoon with a slightly expectant expression on his face. Kate’s laughter could be heard clear across the room every week, even when they were about her, she often took her own marker and scrawled a tiny request for next week’s underneath his work.  One Monday, about two months into his relationship with Lucy, he went into the kitchen armed with his markers, ready to do a delightful drawing about Janet in HR only to find someone had already done in. There on the fridge was a little stick figure wearing his square glasses with what appeared to be a piece of paper dangling from his little stick figure hand, the paper drooped and curled around his feet with the little speech bubble saying, in the perfect, loopy cursive writing that could only belong to one person, I love Amy Pond this much! Gregory stared at it, warmth filling his chest. He peeked out of the kitchen, making sure she was at her desk and strode purposefully over to her. He could feels her eyes watching his approach even as she pretended not too. He schooled his features into a frown.   

“Interesting artwork on the fridge today, Lucy loo.” He said, evenly leaning over her desk. Lucy’s eyebrows shot upward and she swivelled her chair in his direction  “Is there? How odd.” He could see the little smirk playing on her lips. Gregory couldn’t help himself from taking her hand, tugging her out of the chair and into his chest, leaving a light kiss on her lips.  “It’s absolutely AMAZING, that perfect Lucy Abernathy can’t draw though” He said his eyes shining at her when they pulled apart. Lucy scoffed and sat down again, smiling softly as she did. 25 minutes later Kate’s laughter could be heard coming from the kitchen. She stuck her head out the door.  “Lucy! Amazing work today! You’re getting a raise! Someone needs to call that boy on loving Amy Pond that much” She called, She and Lucy doing an air high five across the room, Lucy not looking up from her planner. Gregory Scowled.   

[silverhallow]

I just choked on my tea 😂😂😂 I love competitive Kate

OH MY NEWTON MOLLY!!

I've just fallen asleep when I woke up like this

because I've seen your latest post of Anthony and Edwina being Kate's #1 fans before falling asleep and and I dreamt of Kate playing volleyball (never forgetting B&S company picnic of 2020) and Edwina and Anthony being Kate's personal cheerleaders with personal t-shirts and everything.

I know you do more for your fans than we have the right to ask, but we are sluts for your writing and we can't stop (WE ARE SLUTS FOR YOUR WRITING AND WE CAN'T STOP TITLE OF YOUR FANDOM SEX TAPE), but if you can and if you like it, I will love to hear your input about my dream (it could include the bridgerton babys and the whole family) and how I need to get out more and stop bothering you (fyi we are once again at lock down here so going out is not much of an option I am afraid. I LIVE THROGH YOUR WRITING!)

I really wish you have the most amazing week!!!!

Southern Hemisphere Bros 😎

Oh hello! My Southern Hemisphere Bro! 😎😎 You’re back!

I have a couple of things for you

Did you just use “Newton” instead of “God”?? Because if so: Genius! Perfect amazing! Thrilled to bits! Gonna start peppering it into my vocab from tomorrow!

You’re dreaming about Bridgerton and Sons??? I think that makes you my hero! I do sometimes dream about my writing but I’m stunned that I’ve wormed my way that deep into your subconscious. Truly amazed. Not complaining. Just very thankful

I’m sorry you’re stuck in lockdown. Australia has been so lucky during this pandemic so I really have no right to complain. My life is very normal, I can even go to pubs and cinemas 🤷🏻‍♀️

Here is a little bit of your vision.

“Kate I need you to do something for me, and I need you to not be mad about it?” Kate looked up in surprised to find her sister standing in the doorway of her office at...9:57am on a Tuesday morning. Lucy called out absentmindedly “Edwina’s here Kate.” Over her shoulder as Gregory spun a round on his chair next to her. Kate sighed “Thank you Lucy, I can see that.” Kate said dryly “Edwina the last time you asked me not to be mad about something you’d set me up on a blind date.” Edwina scoffed,

“You’re married now, and you have two children. I think it worked out, Kate.” Edwina said taking the seat across from her. Kate couldn’t keep the smirk off her face. “What do you need me to do?” Edwina’s eyes darted around the room a little, fiddling with the ends of her hair, her wedding rings glinting in the office lighting, a sure sign her sister was nervous. “So, the museum is having a fundraiser,” Edwina had started slowly, Kate felt confusion welling in her “And part of it is a volleyball-” Kate groaned

“Eddie, no.” Edwina looked indignant “You don’t even know what I’m going to say.” She said as Kate sighed “Matthew is in a charity volleyball tournament and you signed me up as his partner. Eddie, I’ve been your sister for 28 years, I know exactly what you’re like and my answer is no.” Kate said primly, turning back towards her computer, barely able to keep the smile off her face as her sister groaned.

“Katie, please!” Edwina begged,

“Eddie no, I haven’t played in ages, and I’ve had two children!” But Edwina wasn’t listening, her eyes had widened her lower lip pouting, ugh that face always made her crack.

“Please, Kate! Matthew could really use the help and think how good it would be for your boys to see a powerful woman achieve.” And damnit. That did it. Kate sighed,

“It was very low of you to use feminism.” Edwina’s face broke into a wide smile as she leapt from the seat already out the door as she called out

“You won’t regret it Kate!”

“I doubt that very much!” Kate called after her.

And that was how Kate found herself, in a charity volleyball match with her brother in law, who god bless him, had many fine qualities, but was a terrible volleyball player, trying her best not to lose her patience with him.

“Just stay on your side of the court Matthew! Please!” Kate said for what felt like the millionth time in the last 10 minutes. And his eyes widened as he adjusted his glasses, the glitter glue on the shirt Edwina had made him (That he had worn more than willingly when Edwina had given it to him an hour ago) sparkling in the morning light as Kate tried to tamp down the ridiculously competitiveness raging within her. For god’s sake, her opponent looked like he was pushing 65, Though Kate reasoned, his new hip may have been giving him some traction.

“That’s my Mummy!” A tiny little voice yelled out and Kate’s heart soared when she caught sight of her family. Anthony grinning proudly, his sunglasses slightly askew from Miles’ hands grabbing at them from his carrier. Edmund on his shoulders clapping happily. Edwina by his side looking ridiculously like she was in a print ad for home made tshirts. Their matching shirts sparkling in the morning sun Indiana Throws they proudly proclaimed, a little whip wrapped around the writing.

“It doesn’t even make sense.” Kate had said frowning “You don’t throw a volleyball.” Edwina had tutted from her place tucked under Matthew’s arm. “Kate will you relax? It’s supposed to be fun.” Edwina had said teasingly as she kissed Matthew’s cheek. Anthony had laughed, loudly. “Kate doesn’t know how to have fun playing volleyball. Sorry about her by the way, Matt.” He’d said grinning, leaning in to leave a kiss on Kate’s cheek. She’d scoffed swatting him away as Edmund had said “Mummy are you and uncle Matt gonna win?” “Obviously, right Matt?” Matt had looked... less than sure as he’d said “Right.”

And for the most part she’d kept herself in check. Biting her lip to stop herself from yelling at Matthew, at the referee, and she could feel Anthony’s eyes on her, his face smug as though he could tell the competitive monster in her was dying to burst out.

“Not up to your usual standards today Kate. Perhaps I should dig out our old bet shirt hey!” He called out irritating smirk on his face, even as Edmund clapped happily and Edwina called out

“You’re doing amazing Honey! You too Katie!”

“Would be even more amazing if you actually spiked the ball Kate!” Anthony called out again as the ball sailed towards her and she snapped. Leaping into the air, her hand connecting with the ball sending it flying back over the net, slamming into the ground with a satisfying Thunk!

“Holy Fuck!” Kate heard Matthew whisper behind her, the opposing team’s mouths falling open in shock as she yelled

“Geoff, the next time I see you step off the baseline when you serve, you’re losing a toe and Christina if you touch the net one more time I’ll scream! It's against the rules and you KNOW THAT!” And Kate really did feel slightly bad about yelling at her brother in laws ageing coworkers, but unable to stop herself as the competitive monster raged away “Matt get back on your side, JESUS!”

Her husband’s voice rang out happily, “There she is! There’s my wife!” And Kate couldn’t bite back the smirk.

They of course won the tournament, though Matthew had to apologise profusely for his sister in law’s behaviour. And Kate was asked not to return the next year.