#shonda-rhimes

[sirena-de-lunas]

funny how we went from daphne and simon having that really terrible forced scene to kate and anthony having the “i will stop.” “do not stop.” and now it’s penelope asking and begging for a kiss and colin looking at her for permission before slipping under her dress. it’s almost like they realized we think consent is ✨ sexy ✨

[mysharona1987]

Elmo just cost himself a role in Bridgerton.

[dearabsolutelynoone]

I cried. I threw up. I shook. I climbed the walls. I cried some more. I tore my hair out. I saw the light. I was on the brink of death. And I cried even more. Charlotte and George were everything and then some. Like my brain chemistry has been permanently altered. I will never be the same. Every time I think about them I’m launched into a brand new mental breakdown. I don’t know how I will recover from this.

[sophiekarim]

CLAUDIA JESSIE as ELOISE BRIDGERTON

Bridgerton Season 2 — Bloopers

[romancegifs]

ANTHONY & KATE Bridgerton 2.08

[merrygoesaround]

anthony: lilies. forget-me-nots, LILACS!!!

kate: no-

[sade-summer]

Agatha:"Sorry I fucked ur dad"

Violet:"Nah its cool...that brother of yours tho👁️

[murdrdocs]

drunk reader; drunk and sad girl trope; reader is taken advantage of (but consensually?); DARK(er) CONTENT AHEAD MDNI 18+ w/ ART DONALDSON & PATRICK ZWEIG

your date had gone poorly. it was obvious over the phone when you called art, begging him to come pick you up through sniffles and harsh dismissals of "i'm fine". you only managed to get art off of the phone by telling him that you were running out of minutes, but he was at the restaurant not long after, pulling up with patrick in the passenger seat.

and they wouldn't leave you alone. they wouldn't turn the radio up and drown out your sniffles and poorly masked sobs with music. patrick kept turning around to look at you and art kept sneaking glances in the rear view mirror. they were worried sick, so it was only natural that they began damage control when they got to your place.

patrick on alcohol duty. art on therapist duty.

patrick peddled drink after drink into your hand at your request with no concern for how much you were drinking. he only began to care when your words slurred, only then did he take the drinks out of your hand and put them out of reach, downing a few himself or passing them to art.

you weren't drunk, that's what he kept telling himself as he let his eyes roam over your body, eyesight dipping to get a glimpse of your cleavage when you would lean over to try to reach for another drink. when he let his hand fall to your thigh, it was to tether you back to here, keeping you from spiraling into your recollection of how bad the date went. that's all.

meanwhile, art was hearing you out. his features softened into an understanding pout while he listened to you detail every single thing about the date. the people sitting around you, the menu options, the horrible jokes your date made.

he sat there wondering how you could go out with a guy like that. wondering why you were even excited to see the guy in the first place because no matter how often you repeat yourself, claiming you didn't even want that guy that much anyway, art knows.

he remembers how giddily you called him earlier in the afternoon, ready to turn down his suggestions to hang out because you were busy. you had a date, and you said it like it was the best thing to ever happen to you. he can't help but feel a little glad that your date went wrong, especially when you bury your head in his neck and let him caress your back while you cry off even more of your makeup.

you're so soft. so warm. so pliant from the mix of alcohol, sadness, and comfortability in this moment.

earlier that afternoon, when the call to art became a three way call with patrick, there was a joke made. a sly, "if you come home drunk and sad we're gonna take advantage of you" from patrick's lips.

you rolled your eyes at the time, scoffing and exclaiming, "gross!" at your friend's obscenity. art had acted on your defense, chastising patrick while trying to clear the image out of his head.

and patrick was quick to apologize, assuring that he didn't mean it. "it's a joke!" said over and over again above the sound of your rejection and art's protection meddling together.

and it had been a joke at the time. they would never do that to you. but there's something here, some vibe that's unexplainable through the maze of hormones running throughout all of you. for some reason, when you lift your head from art's neck, wipe under your eyes, and look between art and patrick, they consider it.

they only take a moment to think about it when you tell them, "take advantage of me," the words spoken clearly. meticulously. soberly.

so they do.

they don’t have to kiss you stupid. you’re already dumbed down when art presses his lips to yours. it doesn’t take any coaxing at all for you to part your legs for patrick.

they’ve never seen you this compliant. after being used to your eye rolls and jokes at their expense, they started to figure that’s what you would be like in bed. patrick believed you would be bossy, telling him what to do. art didn’t mind the thought, not when patrick painted a picture for him. but art likes how he’s able to tell you what to do.

he likes that when he tells you to lift your hands above your head, you do. he likes that you lay back when he tells you to. he likes that you wrap your lips around his cock when he presents it in front of your face.

it’s nearly impossible to tell that you had even been saving yourself for another man when they have you like this. when you’re on your hands and knees, taking patrick from the back and art from the front, it’s absurd to even believe that you wanted to fuck a completely different man tonight.

they’re making you feel good. they’re making you feel better than your lousy date could’ve ever dreamed of. they’re fucking the thoughts out of your mind, replacing the horrors of your night with something pleasurable. something to make it all worth it.

because if you hadn’t gone out tonight, you never would’ve met the guy who made you cry. if you hadn’t dolled yourself up earlier, your efforts never would’ve looked prettier coming off of you than it did going on you.

it’s all a beautiful display of the butterfly effect. not that any of you are thinking about that while you’re drunkenly slobbering on arts dick with lazy eyes, attempting to fuck yourself back onto patrick all the while.

[waltricia]

WHY THE FUCK DO THEY KEEP DISRUPTING MY WORK DAYS WITH ALL THIS GOD DAMN PROMO GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK PLEASE MY HEART AND MIND CANT TAKE IT AND I WILL BE FIRED AND THATS ON YOU SHONDA THATS ON YOU

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKK

[conejita-canelita]

Comparing the interviews of Jess Brownell/Shonda Rhimes about s3 versus Luke and Nicolas couldn’t be a more different viewing experience. Jess and Shonda give such measured perfect answers when asked about s3 like “this season is so beautiful 😊😊😊💕!!!! we’ve made such careful and thorough decisions to make sure we capture the essence of their story-“ etc etc. And then you have Luke and Nicola going “WHATS UP YOU HORNY FREAKS‼️⁉️‼️Colin and Penelope are gonna be such CRINGE LOSERS this season (cool people GTFO ‼️😒) and Polin WILL be fucking NASTYYYYYYY btw 😏‼️‼️‼️Also they WILL be back in s4 to match each others freak some more. Hit LIKE and SUBCRIBE and don’t forget to stream that CARRIAGE SCENE 🔥🔥🔥‼️. “

[anthonykathanibridgerton]

Except for Kanthony, we have seen EVERY couple’s wedding, first time and at least their first child. Bridgerton is so much about weddings that there is a spin off about weddings yet we never saw the wedding of the Viscount and Viscountess BRIDGERTON, you know the most important wedding of all the siblings?! We also never saw their child, you know the child that is the heir to the Bridgerton name?!?! Make it make sense, please!!

[myimaginarymary]

I’m waiting for certain fandoms to realize that these two men are based on the same historical person.

And that is this man.

Or is it known but just ignored?

AKA — One interpretation made him sexy. The other Jonathan Groffed him/Lin Manueled (Man-uel Handled???) him.

[rebelcaptain4life]

Pen: I could die tomorrow and it would kill me that I'd never been kissed

Colin: you'd already be dead tho

[mortal-maebh]

i knew i recognised that shot from somewhere...

Bridgerton 3x01 // Scandal 2x08

[yangsharperavery]

not me sitting here sobbing thinking about how much charlotte loved george that she kept having his babies over the years but couldn’t be the loving and nurturing mother to them that she would have been if being the loving and nurturing wife to a husband she began to lose the moment they met hadn’t been her reality.

i am WRECKED at the thought.

[ramen-flavored]

“do you think mama would ever let me miss her MASQUERADE BALL?”