(Summary: Theo calls on Eloise.)
“They appear to be quite fond of insulting one another,” Benedict noted, a gleeful expression on his face.
“Indeed,” Anthony replied dryly, still struggling to process the lunacy occurring right before his eyes. Eloise had just insulted Theo, who responded by throwing his head back and laughing.
Dear God, Anthony realized with no small amount of horror, they were flirting.
Edit: Link.
My favorite example of girl math is when David Hilbert and Albert Einstein couldn't solve how energy conservation worked in general relativity, so Hilbert asked Emmy Noether about it and she solved it for them.
I so desperately want to know if either of these deleted scenes are related to Theo. The second one definitely seems like Bloomsbury.
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
As I’m trying to come to terms with whatever the fuck that was, I’ve decided that:
Seasons 1 and 2 are peak. Absolute masterpieces. Canon.
Season 3 can be taken or left. Has its moments, but overall not as good as the first two. Canon, but only if you want it to be.
Season 4 is a fucking crack fic written at 2am that the author rereads at a later date and decides to delete. Absolutely not canon.
by Sylvia Plath
It is no moon to drown in: A full moon, river lapsing Black beneath bland mirror-sheen,
The blue water-mists dropping Scrim after scrim like fishnets Though fishermen are sleeping,
The massive castle turrets Doubling themselves in a glass All stillness. Yet these shapes float
Up toward me, troubling the face Of quiet. From the nadir They rise, their limbs ponderous
With richness, hair heavier Than sculptured marble. They sing Of a world more full and clear
Than can be. Sisters, your song Bears a burden too weighty For the whorled ear's listening
Here, in a well-steered country, Under a balanced ruler. Deranging by harmony
Beyond the mundane order, Your voices lay siege. You lodge On the pitched reefs of nightmare,
Promising sure harborage; By day, descant from borders Of hebetude, from the ledge
Also of high windows. Worse Even than your maddening Song, your silence. At the source
Of your ice-hearted calling -- Drunkenness of the great depths. O river, I see drifting
Deep in your flux of silver Those great goddesses of peace. Stone, stone, ferry me down there.
I have not written a single word of fanfic in 26 days...I blame uni.
The same crowd that gets on Eloise’s neck about being rich and privileged and unaware of how hard other people’s lives are is the same crowd that trashed her for spending time with Theo, seeing more of the world outside of the ton, learning more about women’s rights and the world around her and called her selfish for wanting more than to spend her life as a man’s trophy-on-a-shelf
Almost like you guys don’t actually want her to grow and expand her worldview, you’re just waiting for Scumbag Ph*lip to come and completely destroy her spirit and punish her for thinking she could possibly do more with her life than be a wife and mother
And what exactly was so selfish about her spending time with Theo? You guys love Benophie as if the class difference isn’t also a factor there
current hyperfixation: eloise bridgerton and theo sharpemina | she/her | 21
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