The media is complicit in the dehumanization of Palestinians with the language they continue to use. If they can’t even call children, children, then what do they truly think of them?
Tagged by @femininomen0n to list my top five on-repeat songs!
You're telling me that they're filming at Theo's print shop location????
For @femininomen0n 's prompt, Cardinal.
'The cardinal rule for attracting suitors,' Violet had told Eloise, 'is to keep a happy, welcoming demeanour at all times.'
Eloise stared at herself in the mirror, furrowing her brows deeper, and wondering if baring her teeth with a snarl would be a step too far.
Tempted to write a season 2 fic that throws both historical accuracy and show consistency out the window and has Theo say "fuck it" and leave work to visit Eloise at her house. He shows up in his work attire and Anthony is all "what the fuck who are you and what are you doing at my house" and Theo’s like "I’ve come to call on Eloise" and Anthony, who’s already on the verge of a mental breakdown because of Kate and Edwina, just goes "fuck it, it’s your funeral" because surely his sister will eat this man alive, right?
But then, they actually seem to like each other. And not only that, they seem to know each other...and that’s when Anthony officially loses it.
Edit: Link.
🛠 Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?
I'm working on a Theloise Hunger Games AU (title: Born To Die) and the reaping scene (where tributes for the upcoming Games are chosen, in case you're not familiar) is kicking my ass right now lol. It's a very intense scene in both the movie and the book so I want to do it justice but it also makes me want to pull my hair out and scream into a pillow. 🤡
Anyway, here's a snippet!:
“Penelope Featherington!”
The name rang through the air, a death sentence.
It was her first day of school, and Eloise Bridgerton, four years old and stubborn as a rock, marched up to a short, redheaded girl with her nose in a book.
“I’m Eloise Bridgerton,” she announced, sticking her hand out for the other girl to shake. “And you are?”
“Penelope Featherington,” she replied, sounding surprised as she shook Eloise’s hand.
“We,” Eloise sat down next to Penelope, “are going to be the best of friends.”
all im saying is that anthony may not be good at reciting poetry, but theodore sharpe would be terrific at it. get that man on the stage reciting i am begging you. let me swoon god damn it.
current hyperfixation: eloise bridgerton and theo sharpemina | she/her | 21
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