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dollypopup · 3 months

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just. . .do y'all remember when Polin actually loved each other in our fandom? do you remember when our posts were about how sweet they were together? when it was about how they were on one another's teams? when it was story after story and post after post of polin against the world? of 'I like you' 'I like you too'? of 'Is life meant to be this happy?' 'I think so'? Do you remember when we were all about how much Colin loved Penelope and Penelope loved Colin? When the biggest narrative was that they saw one another, made one another brave, brought out the best in each other? When the mirror was more than just a sex scene and was also a metaphor for what they saw in each other and how they reflected one another? When they were kind to each other? When we were kind to them as characters? When they were encouraging? When they were affectionate and loving and tenderhearted and messy and silly and loving with one another? When Penelope chose Colin at every turn and Colin chose her?

Where is it? Where is the love for our couple? Be honest, wanting Colin to grovel and suffer isn't for Polin fans. It's for Pen stans. Because us Colin fans are shown time and time and time again that it's okay to call a character we love an idiot, want him egregiously punished or humiliated, to see nothing good in his character at all. So who else is it meant for? I miss when we cared about them. I miss when there was a place we could go that was about their romance and tenderness. I miss when it wasn't just straight up hating on him, or us obsessed with Penelope getting with other characters, or thinking he's less than.

We have one of the *best* Male Love Leads in the entire series. And if you don't think that way. . .I just don't understand why you claim to ship this ship. We have an amazing pairing. A wonderful couple. A couple who cares about each other, a couple who builds one another up, a couple that are friends, a couple that has passion and happiness and so much potential.

Do you remember our gifsets gushing about how much he cared for her? Do you remember our metas about how they could bloom and flourish around one another? When we looked at how Colin was hypervisible but ultimately unheard and how Penelope was invisible but the loudest voice in the ton and sighed about how they fit so well with one another? Do you remember when Penelope was proud to have Colin as a partner and he showed her off at every turn? Do you remember when it wasn't a scorecard? When it wasn't about suffering and was about tenderness? Do you remember when they LOVED each other in our fandom? Do you remember when we loved them?

I remember.

And I miss it. I miss it so much.

#actually fuck it i'm untagging it #because no one fucking cares #i don't belong here and i should just take the fucking hint already #these posts are depressing #these TAGS are depressing #there's no love #there's no romance here anymore #our version of their romance has been distilled into 'heehee can't wait to see him jealous and crying over our queen'#but i want to see them in LOVE #ooey gooey happy sugary dripping in sap in love #these posts about groveling and jealousy and suffering aren't for them as a couple #where is penelope 'my husband' featherington?#where is how proud she is of Colin? how happy she is with him?#where's the tenderness? our bragging about how amazing our couple is? where's the heart eyes over their looks? their humor?#how they laugh together?#instead of seeing their lessons as quality time we've cheapened them into a series of suffering points #instead of looking at the suitors storyline and being like 'of course pen is still going to choose colin she loves him'#we want her to rub it in his face #instead of wanting introspection from colin and seeing him come to terms slowly with the fact that he loves penelope for all she is #we want a quick 'other people want her and that's not fair!' lightning strike realization #i miss when this couple was a couple #i miss when we loved them #and i miss when they loved each other #it's about drama not romance #it's about suffering and not joy #it's just painful loving this couple for both the characters and seeing them twisted into the worst versions of themselves

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winnie-the-monster · 2 years

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Jealous Colin.

Simp Colin.

Protective Colin.

And it'll all be for Penelope Featherington.

#polin #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #colin x penelope #penelope x colin #i know we might not get jealous colin #but ill never give up hope on that #but im also so here for simp colin #imma eat that up so much

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bingiessm · 12 days

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WARNING, LONG POST

Hello, welcome to the Bridgerton Season 3 trailer over-analysis corner. I am bingiessm--a film student that needs an outlet right now and wants to practice some film analysis--and am here to bring forth the FIRE/FLAME/CANDLE motif that was all over this trailer and I feel will be a HUGE motif throughout this season for Penelope and Colin (Polin).

So within the Polin context, let's look at each shot where a flame of a candle or lack thereof could represent their romantic interest in one another--and in particular the understanding/recognition of it.

This show is going all out putting candles EVERYWHERE--yes it was actual lighting in regency era, but you don't have to have it in the shot. That is a CHOICE. Also a choice to have it lit or not.

Also, "I burn for you" anyone?

FIRST SHOT: somewhat obvious but considering the context of both the mirror as well as other future shots within this trailer, this flame represents the feelings Penelope has for Colin, that she is well aware of and has held for a long while.

I also just have an inkling that she is seeing herself differently in this moment (feeling something for the first time possibly)--the way Nicola looks feels shocked/contemplative, but not scared as if it might be Whistledown-related.

SECOND SHOT: they are outside, talking about Penelope being a "lost cause." WHY IS THERE AN UNLIT CANDLE IN A MARKET STALL, if not to represent some unrealized feelings on Colin's part? It is also on his side of the frame. This is similar to this next one, both of which I believe are earlier in the season, as this is the start of him "helping" her.

THIRD SHOT: Once again, right there on Colin's side of the frame, YOU DID NOT NEED THIS IN THE FOREGROUND. It was a CHOICE to put a candle there again. They could have not had it, yes the shot would have had less depth and this does give a better sense of the space, placing them in a corner of the room instead of in an open space--but they didn't need to make it another CANDLE.

Colin has not fully recognized his feelings for Penelope yet, though they have always been there, and these two shots demonstrate that lack of understanding/feeling, but one that is soon to come with an unlit candle.

FOURTH SHOT: this, in the timing of the trailer, does come before the third, but RIGHT THERE IS A MIRROR AND CANDLES. It is on Penelope's side of the frame, but Colin, the mirror, and candles are what is in focus. She might be center frame, but we are drawn to the light as well as the contrast in Colin's outfit. This could arguably be Penelope's perspective, her burning feelings as he compliments her--also her future (we all want that mirror scene).

FIFTH SHOT: a HUGE TURNING POINT--a small flame, barely noticeable suddenly burning brighter as we focus on Colin in the background. This is so clearly him realizing his feelings for Penelope. It is also at the midpoint/turning point of the trailer when there is a big tonal shift. There is no more talk of Colin helping Penelope, but a larger focus on his perspective of her (all the gazing), the idea of romance, as well as mention of Debling--his rival. It will be a turning point for Colin when Debling--an actual suitor vying for Penelope's hand--comes into the picture. EDIT: Also going to add in, the candle is in a lantern--though that might have been easier to manage filming-wise--which could also represent him still holding back, especially with Debling in the picture.

SIXTH SHOT: This comes right after we hear Debling say "You look especially beautiful tonight, Miss Featherington." One of the many examples of Colin staring at the two of them, being jealous/worried. But right behind him? Oh, more candles. That they totally didn't need to have in the frame. Also, it doesn't look so much like a candle, but they are placed so close to one another that it looks like more of a flame. The lack of focus adds to this.

THEN WE GET TO THIS FINAL SEQUENCE--which imo is a FANTASY SEQUENCE

SEVENTH SHOT: Colin is coming from the darkness, with an unseen flame flickering directly behind him (small ember that he can't see).

EIGHTH SHOT: Penelope, also coming out of the dark, but with another flame on (what in this sequence is) her side of the frame. Though it is somewhat hidden behind these bars--some rough patches/guarded emotions? (probably depends on what point this is in the series).

NINTH SHOT: Penelope, already in the light of these fires, Colin entering with the large burning flame in the background covered by some growth.

TENTH SHOT: Penelope, lit by these fires, breathing heavily. A very clear close-up with so much blur to focus just on her face.

ELEVENTH SHOT: Colin, with a flickering/burning flame literally right behind him, lit by these other fires, staring right at Penelope.

So this whole sequence, in my opinion, is a dream sequence. But, in terms of this flame representation, this is Colin realizing he has feelings for Penelope. We see the flickering from the unseen light behind him in the seventh shot build and become the flame right behind him in the eleventh. It feels so obviously representative of the season. (The fog also seems to lift for him in this sequence, he comes out of the fog to Penelope--I could say more about this sequence and why I do think it is Colin's dream, mostly due to costuming and lighting and the fog as well) ______________________

And thus comes to a close my analysis/evidence of the FLAME/FIRE motif between Polin. I am cutting myself off here because this is a lot and I have an actual film shoot to plan. Thank you if you actually read all this. I love film analysis and Bridgerton is so fun and a stress reliever for me, so this was fun for me to write out.

Anyway, if any more of this fire/flame stuff comes up I might add on later.

TLDR: they are using fire and candles to represent the burning love between these two.

#bridgerton #bridgerton season 3 #bridgerton netflix #bridgerton s3 #colin x penelope #polin #penelope x colin #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #film analysis #i'm bored and excited for this show so let me just do my silly goofy thing over here #I burn for you

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sophsun1 · 8 months

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Colin Robinson: Yeah. I know she doesn't have, like, a last name or a first name, for that matter, but I-I just think that The Guide is really nice. Laszlo: I'd say she's more than nice, Colin Robinson. She has a tremendous wit and a fantastic backside. Nadja: That would usually make me very jealous, if I didn't completely agree! And, you know, she's also a very good listener. And once you get used to that voice, she has some very interesting things to say. Nandor: I have often thought, as I've searched for a wife, that the answer might just be here under my nose the whole time. That was so lovely. But how come none of you ever said any of this to me?

WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS

5.09 A Weekend at Morrigan Manor

#userbbelcher #cinematv #wwdits #wwditsedit #userivett #chewieblog #userstream #dailyflicks #useraudrey2 #userligaya #filmtvcentral #userthing #smallscreensource #userrobin #usermandie #usersitcom #tvedit #userisaiah #laszlo cravensworth

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whimsical-roasting · 11 months

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okay just imagine being friends with colin and jamie being like slightly jealous

okay so i’m thinking about doing like a psych major!reader who shadows Dr Sharon at the football club for experience and ends up having a thing with Jamie... like Jamie asks for her to tutor him on psych knowledge and being a better person and ofc they lowkey fall for each other but don’t know it...

ANYWAYS AROUND THAT PLOT LINE... the reader and Colin end up as bffs (lowkey spoilers for Colin’s info in s3?).. also my bestie is @sokkigarden and i love and appreciate her support

okay, so reader is shadowing Dr Sharon and Colin is so nice that he consents to her sitting in on the session since Dani was a bit too traumatised to have any silent observers

she doesn’t speak and tries not to make too much eye contact but when they do lock eyes, she gives him a soft smile, and he returns it

after the session, now only 3 people know Colin’s gay... him, her, and Dr Sharon. when she catches his eye at the end of the session, she does a little lock and key motion to her lips as if to say ‘my lips are sealed, promise’ with a soft smile, and he smiles and nods

the reader is usually extroverted and chatty but remains professional - not really interacting with the boys unless necessary (obvi Ted won’t have any of it, but that’s a diff point) so Colin isn’t too fussed about her...plus, she seems genuinely nice

in the next couple of weeks, the reader bumps into Colin in the hallway and goes, “oh!! Colin, I was out on the weekend and saw this and thought of you, so um, here :))” and nervously passes him a small pocketbook of affirmations since Dr Sharon instructed him to reaffirm “I am a strong and capable man”

he grins and thanks her, and then BOOM, they’re now good friends. he offers to drop her home when her Uber cancels, and they blast Taylor Swift and rap to Drake

now fast forward a while when Jamie asks the reader to tutor him in psych/therapy, and it is a funny exchange:

Jamie: you’re uh, good at this psych shit huh?

Reader: uhh, you mean the 4+ years I’ve dedicated to this degree? Yea, I kinda hope I’m good at this psych shit

Jamie: can you help me do better at therapy?

Reader: um,, therapy is more of a personal thing.. you kinda do better yourself

Jamie: oh, then what do you do :/

Reader: -_-

Jamie: no no, I didn't mean it like that, fuck sorry

Reader: I can tell you about tools and theories that can HELP YOU help yourself

Jamie: yea yea.. that. let's do that, I want that

Reader: this isn't a drive thru, Tartt, you can't just ask like it's a dollar menu

anyways,, she agrees bc experience yea totally it’s the resume experience and not cause he has a cute thinking face and emotional intelligence is hot or anything like that

so they’re like a month in with this whole ‘tutoring’ thing and she’s at his place and he notices a childish bracelet on her wrist.. he seems to notice a lot about her but he tells himself it’s cause he’s getting more self-awareness (lmao dumbass, SELF-awareness has nothing to do with HER hair, eyes, and new accessories but sure)

okay the next day in the locker room, he sees Colin w the same bracelet??? so he asks and Colin’s all like, “it’s a friendship bracelet, boyo!” and Jamie just kinda nods not replying before they head out onto the pitch

next time he and the reader are tutoring he asks why she and Colin are wearing the same bracelet thingy...she tells him it’s a friendship thingy and she made it for the both of them.... Jamie just kinda stares and goes ‘where’s mine.’

she blinks at him and tilts her head, “are we friends?” and his mouth falls open “we’re fuckin not???” he questions, slightly offended. and she’s all like “no no, ofc we are... but maybe just not friendship bracelet level friends”

Jamie fights back a pout, but there’s a crease in the middle of his brows and she wants to lean forward to flatten it with her thumb but fights the urge

there’s silence for a moment...

“when you upgradin meh?”

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso #colin hughes #psych major!reader x jamie tartt #as a psych major myself #i am gonna INDULGE

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sea-owl · 3 months

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Who remembers my post where Colin got jealous of a man who came to call on Penelope? It was the post I introduced Marquess Odysseus Rose.

Here's the AO3 link for it because I can't find the tumblr one link

Well I just had a thought of what if we drop Felicity into this au too.

Felicity sees this lord coming to seduce her sister away, and she is about damn near has heart failure. Penelope laughs at something Odysseus says, and Felicity has to fight the urge to run out of the house and track down Colin. She won't because someone has to stay here and protect her sister. She does not trust their mama to not scheme and it would take a natural disaster or a gambling bet to pull their father away from his newspaper.

So Felicity instead does not give them space. She sits as close as she possibly can to Penelope without gaining the attention of their mama while Penelope and Odysseus discuss those new fairytale collectors who call themselves the Brothers Grimm.

Thank all that was holy that marquess did not stay long. But did he have to kiss her sister’s hand?! Felicity felt her hackels raise. No, this man WILL NOT break up her sister and Felicity's favorite brother-in-law or future beother in law, either it does not matter he is not breaking up Pen and Colin! As soon as she watched Marquess Rose drive off in his carriage, Felicity took off sprinting across the street.

The Bridgerton butler, Humboldt, open the door. "Miss Featherington, Miss Hyacinth isn't here at the moment but I can-"

"I'm here to see Colin!" Felicity blurted out, trying to catch her breath.

Humboldt stared at the ten year old girl for one moment then two.

"Please its important."

Just as she was afraid he was going to deny her the butler let her in and had her wait in one of the drawing rooms.

Felicity for herself pace. Colin needed to hurry up that marquess could be thinking up ways to ruin her sister at this very moment! Colin needs to go court Penelope more than he ever has before! Should they get flowers? Yes, flowers are always nice!

"Felicity what's wrong-"

"We must make haste to the florist!" Felicity declared, trying to push Colin out the door he just came in.

"Felicity!"

"We must get something beautiful! But no yellow!" Felicity pauses. "AND NO ROSES!" Can't have Penelope associating the flowers with that stupid marquess.

Colin turned around, grabbing hold of Felicity's shoulders he kneeled down so they were eye level. "Felicity what is going on? Why do we need to go to a florist?"

Felicity huffed. Could he not ask on their way to the florist? "Marquess Odysseus Rose," Felicity spat the name, "has called upon Penelope yet again! He will not leave us alone and he is trying to take my sister away! Mama has hinted marriage between him and Penelope and we can not allow that to happen!"

Colin froze before Felicity finished her sentence. "Marquess Rose was at your house today?"

"Yes!" Felicity cried frustrated. "We can not allow him to put court you for Penelope's hand! Now make haste to the florist!"

Colin stiffly stood. "Yes, let's. Perhaps we'll also stop at the bookstore and maybe get Penelope a new handkerchief as well."

"Oh yes!" Felicity agreed, taking Colin's offered arm like she would do with one of her sisters. "Something with a pretty lace border!"

#fun fact the brothers grimm first published in 1812 so just a year before this would've been set in #bridgerton #polin #felicity featherington #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #odysseus rose #jealous colin #protective felicity #they're about to be so petty to poor odysseus

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hopefulromances · 10 months

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Long Time Coming I Chapter Four I Jump Then Fall

Summary: Being hired as the first female assistant coach in the league was a challenge of it itself. Being a football protigy and University Football Legend was easy enough. Coaching Jamie Tartt was a challenge all on its own.

Word Count: 3.6k

Warning: I have literally no clue how football works.

A/N: Enjoy!

Prologue One Two Three

Roy was back. I love Roy. Roy was straight forward and honest. The boys responded well to him. Maybe it was because he was one of them, but Roy understood them better. The Roy Kent effect they were calling it. Of course, that didn’t come with a fair bit of jealously. As much as I tried not to be jealous, of course Roy was getting more recognition for his work than I ever did. His dramatic return at the beginning of the Sheffield game was something to be inspired by.

But Roy and I got along. We had an understanding of the game that Ted and Beard and Nate just didn’t have. We were able to communicate in our own way. We stood on the sidelines, watching the boys scrimmage when Colin whiffed a shot at the goal. I rolled my eyes and glanced over at Roy who nodded at me in agreement.

I was about to say something when Nate stepped forward.

“Come on, Colin. You dolt!” he shouted at him.

My eyes widened in surprise at him. Even if Colin wasn’t my friend, which he was, that’s no way to speak to your team. Roy seemed to feel my discomfort and stepped forward in front of me.

“Colin, you're leaning too far back. Head down, fucking whip it!” Roy instructed, in his aggressive yet endearing way.

“Thanks, Roy,” Colin called back, grateful for the advice. “I am a strong and capable man.”

I was about to mention my concerns about Bumbercatch when Roy continued. “Bumbercatch, great pass, but it don’t mean shit if they see it coming. The rest of you in the box, when the shot goes, you fucking follow it in!”

“You smell that, lads?” Isaac asked, letting in a dramatic sniff. “That’s the Roy Kent Effect.” The lads laughed, and I thought I saw the ghost of a smile on Roy’s face as he stepped back to stand by me.

I felt my smile fall at their praise. It was stupid, it really was. Roy was new. Roy was loud. Roy was funny. They flocked to him like he was their savior. And he was! The four-game winning streak was enough to convince anyone of that. I shifted to stand up straight.

“Anything for me, coach?” Jamie ran up to the front of the group, looking desperately at Roy for his advice.

But Roy ignored him, clapping his hands and instructing the boys to start up again. I let out a low breath. Forgiving Jamie wasn’t easy. Especially when Jamie had all but single-handedly ended his career.

Jamie looked over at me, the disappointment rolling over his features. I gave him a sympathetic smile, shrugging indifferently. I was jealous. Jealous of Roy Kent because he was so fucking wonderful and great at his job.

I stewed as I sat back in my chair during lunch. I tuned myself out of the conversation that Keely and Ted were having, trying to convince myself to not be jealous. Jealousy was not my favorite emotion, and it was downright embarrassing. What caught my attention was when Jamie walked into the room half dressed.

“Hi (Y/N),” he greeted. I felt my heart speed up as he singled me out in a greeting. “Hey Keely.” And back to normal speed. I shook my head at myself. I was all out of wack today. Jealous about Roy, disappointed when Jamie greeted Keely, his friend. Just silly. “Gotta tell Roy he needs to start coaching me.”

Of course, he was here about Roy. I tried not to roll my eyes as I stood up, grabbing my bag.

“Oh, wait, you want me to tell Roy Kent what to do?” Ted retorted quickly. “That’s a great idea.”

“Yeah, he’ll love that,” Keely giggled, shooting Jamie a side eye.

“Yes, I’ll totally drop it into one of our conversations where Roy talks about his life and asks me for advice,” Nate chimed in. We all laughed before Beard turned and blew a raspberry at Jamie.

“Philistines!” Oh! Big word for Jamie. “I’m asking for help here!”

In his defense, he did truly seem desperate, but the whole situation was just so hilarious to me, I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“Philistines? What is that your word of the day?” I jabbed, moving to lean across from Keely. He glared at me, crossing his arms. I found myself looking over his features, his tense jaw, the way his shirt hugged his biceps. Were his biceps always that big? Oh, god, what was I doing. It was just Jamie. Yeah, he was attractive, but so what? I tuned back into the conversation just as Ted and Keely were leaving. I sent them away and hit Jamie on the shoulder.

“Grab your lunch, and lets go,” I told him as I walked out of the room.

Jamie and I liked to enjoy our lunches sitting on the pitch. It's where we enjoye most of our free time together. Usually, he would ask me advice on some football technique or play he was trying and I would help where I could. But today, Jamie sat across from me, stabbing aimlessly at his salad. I shook my box, getting the dressing nice and mixed into mine.

“Jamie, what is going on with you?” I questioned. “You’ve barely touched your summertime strawberry salad!”

I reached forward with my fork and tried to stab at it, but he warded me off.

“It’s Roy! He just knows how to get under me skin,” he complained, finally shoving a strawberry in his mouth. “I thought I was finally making headway here.”

I couldn’t help but let out a groan. “Jamie, it’s Roy. You two have always hated each other.”

“I don’t hate, Roy!” Jamie exclaimed, stabbing particularly hard at his food. “Well, I think he’s a pretentious old twat, but I don’t hate him.” He leaned back, setting his fork down. “I just want him to coach me.”

“For fucks sake,” I burst out. I was sick of everyone looking for Roy’s approval, he was just a man. “He’s just Roy! If you want something from him, just be upfront. Don’t go looking for something in any kiss uppy, or brown nosey way. And anyways, aren’t four coaches enough, why are you all so desperate for Roy’s attention?”

I couldn’t keep the desperation out of my voice and Jamie could tell. He cocked his head at me.

“Why do you care? We all listen to you anyways. It’s getting you to shut up that’s the problem!” He smirked, sticking his tongue out at me. But I was not in the mood for jokes. No matter how much I felt my cheeks burn watching the way his eyes squinted when he smiled. But no, I was angry.

“Fuck off, Jamie,” I mumbled before standing up. I turned on my heel and left, heading back inside.

“Wait! I was just joking,” Jamie called after me.

I didn’t turn around and I heard him curse loudly as I went inside. I walked back to my office and saw Ted sitting there, on his phone. I slumped into my chair, starting to spin. Everything was so fucked. I felt like my emotions were out of control. I was so angry. It felt like I was spiraling out of control. For some reason, the only thing in my head was Jamie. Jamie and his stupid smile, his cocky, smug, stupid smile. Why didn’t he want my coaching? Why wasn’t he fighting to get my attention? God, I felt so stupid.

“(Y/N)!” Ted’s voice broke my chain of thought, and I stopped spinning. “Hold on there! If you spin any faster, you’re gonna whisk away a little girl and her dog.”

I felt the aftereffects of the spin setting in and leaned back, staring straight ahead. “Isn’t it a little corny to make a Wizard of Oz metaphor? Seeing as you’re from Kansas?”

“No! That adds to the charm!” Ted exclaimed. “Now why don’t you tell me whats wrong?”

I weighed my options. I could tell Ted everything. He was great at listening and usually gave good advice. But what if he laughed at me or told me to get over myself. Though that thought along was ridiculous enough. Ted was kind. He would never laugh at me.

“It’s just…” I began, taking a deep breath. “I feel so… weird? I’m jealous! And I’m not a jealous person. But with Roy being back, it feels like… no one needs me around anymore. Like I never got any of the kind of attention that Roy is getting now. ‘The Kent Effect?’ What about the Clemen’s Effect?” I shook my head, realizing how stupid I sound. “And now I’m realizing that I sound like a jealous third grader.”

Ted chuckled.

“I was gonna say you were turning into that giant green bean fella but jealous third grader works too.” I let out a breath laugh, closing my eyes and shoving my face in my hands. “Hey, though, don’t beat yourself up! I get it. I do. But don’t let that make you forget just how much we need you here.” I looked up from my hands to look at Ted. He gave me a smile. “The boys respond to you well, they always have. Heck! You know more about this game than Beard or Nate or myself. Roy is just… new. But there’s one thing that you have that Roy doesn’t.”

“What’s that?” I asked, looking for an answer.

“The ability to show by doing,” he stated. “Ever since you showed Jamie that trick about dragging his feet, he’s made more free kicks than ever. Roy’s too old and crotchety to actually be able to do anything anymore. But you! You’re in the prime of your career. You can teach these boys in a way none of the rest of us can.” He reached out and put his hand on my shoulder. “And one thing I want you to understand is that we need you. We will always need you. Don’t forget that.”

For some reason, his words really hit me. My eyebrows furrowed together and gave him a sincere smile. I opened my mouth to say something, thank you, or anything, when Roy and Jamie flew in from the hallway.

“You fucking asshole!” Jamie shouted.

“I know you are but so are you,” Roy grunted back, starting to walk into the coach’s room. Ted and I shared a glance before both of us started to rise from our seats.

“I’m trying to build bridges here!” Jamie’s exasperated voice called out.

Roy turned on his heel, rounding on Jamie. “You couldn’t fucking build Jeff Bridges.”

He pushed Jamie back. I flew up forward and raced out into the locker room, getting in between Roy and Jamie. I stepped in front of Jamie, feeling a rush of protectiveness flooding through me.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Ted joined, spreading his arms between them. “What’s going on here?”

“This man refuses to coach meh!” Jamie accused pointing over my shoulder.

“He refuses to stop being an asshole,” Roy retorted.

“Hey, we both know Jamie has come a long way in his journey to not be an asshole,” I defended.

“Thank you, (Y/N)!” Jamie chimed in.

“Okay Roy, you’re not going to like this but, right now, Jamie here is being the mature one,” Ted began, moving to standing next to Jamie.

“It’s true. I’m being super mature, you big, dumb, hairy, baby twat,” Jamie whined. I turned and gave Jamie a side eye. Roy suggested that it was Ted’s fault that Jamie wasn’t as good of a player as he used to be.

“Cause, Jamie, deep down, at your core, you are a prick,” Roy stated, firmly. “So just be a prick.” I tried to glance over at Jamie, trying to wage his reaction. But he wasn’t giving much away.

We decided on a signal. A signal to give Jamie when it was time to be a prick. Or I should say, Roy decided on a signal. One we would find out about later, I suppose.

Nonetheless, it seemed to qualm the fight that Roy and Jamie had built, and the rest of the day went smoothly. I was packing up my stuff to leave when Roy cleared his throat from behind me.

“Hey Roy, what’s up?”

“You’re a good coach.”

I pause and turn to face him. “What… what do you mean?”

Roy rolled his eyes. “I mean, you’re a good fucking coach. The boys respond well to you. You know what you’re doing. Which is more than I can say for Ronald McDonald.”

I laughed, looking down. “I think Ted knows what he’s doing.”

“I was talking about Nate, but the point stands.” He reached out his hand for me to shake. Maybe it was my crazy emotional whirlwind of a day, but I knocked his hand aside and pulled him in for a hug. His arms didn’t warp around me at all, but he didn’t immediately start to growl so I took it as a success.

As I walked out to my car that night, I saw Jamie leaning against his car, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me coming out of the door, he put his phone away and shot me the biggest smile. Not his normal, cocky one, but a softer, for sincere one.

“Hey (Y/N),” He started, walking to meet me. “I wanted to apologize, for before.”

“Jamie, you have nothing to apologize for.” I shook my head, holding my hands up to stop him. “I was being so moody earlier. Just a weird day.”

“S’lright, just wanted to make sure you was okay,” He said, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Seemed upset.”

Goddamnit. That was so fucking thoughtful.

“Yeah, I was… I was having a bad day.” I shrugged. “But, I’ll be okay.”

He stared at me for a moment longer before nodding his head. We stood there, staring at each other in a not-too-uncomfortable silence. Finally, I popped my lips.

“Alright! I guess I’ll see you this weekend. Tottenham won’t know what hit them!” I moved passed him, walking backwards towards my car.

Jamie smirked, turning with me to leave. “That’s for sure, already told Colin you’re filling in for him.”

“Hah! That’s- that’s really- “I bumped into my car, slamming my hip against the handle. “Ah, fuck, ouch.”

“Shit, are you-“

“Yep! I’m fine!” I cut him off before he could be concerned. “Just great, I’ll see you Saturday.”

I opened the door to my car and got in before he could say another word. What was wrong with me?

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This Saturday filled me with so many feelings. If I thought my emotions were out of wack at the beginning of the week, the anxiety that filled me about Tottenham just made things worse. We were one win away from going to Wembley and playing Manchester for the FA Cup semis. If we won, it would be to the excellent coaching of Ted Lasso and stellar skills of our players. If we lost it would be because of the female coach dragging the team down.

My normal routine of cheering on the lads in the locker room was replaced with my anxious twirling in my chair. Not even Ted tried to get me to stop. What did get me to stop was when Jamie came into the door way.

“Mornin’ Coach,” He stopped when he saw me, clearly frazzled in the corner of the room. “Should I ask?”

“Definitely not,” Beard answered for me.

Jamie cocked his head, pursing his lips at me. “Bit scared about the game, yeah?”

I shot him a glare as my feet planted themselves in the ground before twisting so I was facing the wall away from them.

“I just told you not to ask!”

“What do you need, Jamie” Ted interrupted before Beard could escalate things forward.

Jamie’s eyes stayed planted on me for a moment longer before he dragged them over to Ted.

“I was just wondering if you decided on a signal for me?”

“I told you; you’d know it when you see it.” Roy entered the room coming over to spin my chair to face them again. “You, need to stop spinning or you’ll blow chunks on the field.”

I frowned at him but stood up and brushed past Jamie into the locker room. As I did though, he grabbed my arm. My breath caught in my throat as I turned back to look up at him. I never realized how much taller he was than me. To my surprise, there was no hint of humor. Just a sea of concern.

“Are you okay?” he murmured; his face so close to mine I could feel his waiting breath.

I bit my lip, suddenly overcome by my emotions. The same emotions that had been drawing me to his body, his lips, his eyes, every single day this week. I found enough breath to reply a soft: “I’m okay.”

At my reply, he let go of my arm and shot me a comforting smile instead. “Good, ‘cos I was beginning to worry that my salad choices had come back to haunt you.”

“No, our salads were fine.” I chuckled at his concern. “But I am concerned about your ability to play well after too many strawberries.”

“Don’t you worry about me Strawberries,” he smirked. “In a few hours you’ll be begging for my strawberry salad recipe”

He shot me a wink before turning and heading back to his locker. Why were my cheeks burning?

The game was more mediocre to say the least. Nearing the half, the score was nil-nil with only a few attempts at a goal. I could feel the energy leaving the players as Jamie passed the ball to an unprepared Sam. A Tottenham play swiped the ball, kicking it out of bounds. I groaned, running a hand through my hair.

“Fuck,” I spat under my breath, turning to Ted. “What’s the plan?” Roy suddenly appeared beside me, causing me to jump slightly. “Christ.”

“Reckon it’s time to use the signal, huh?” Ted asked, hesitantly.

“Yep,” Roy answered.

“Yeah, okay…” Ted looked around nervously. “You didn’t by any chance come up with a better one, did you?”

“No”

“Alright.” Ted sighed before cupping his mouth and shouting. “Hey Jamie! Jamie!”

On the field, Jamie turned to look at us. In unison, the five of us all raised our middle fingers at him. I didn’t know how to react when Roy told us the signal he had come up with. It wasn’t exactly surprising, but I wasn’t sure how the crowd would react. Of course, the second we made the signal, the crowd burst out in laughter. Jamie’s face contorted in confusion before a look of realization dawned on him.

He quickly ran over to one of the Tottenham players, Barnett, and started chatting to him. Whatever he said to him must have pissed him off cause soon the two of them were racing towards the ball. Jamie took control of the ball when, from out of nowhere, Barnett slid into Jamie’s legs, causing him to fall and roll to the ground.

“REFEREE” Beard shouted, throwing his hands up.

Of course, the ref blew his whistle giving Jamie a penalty. Jamie hopped up off the ground and on his face was his signature cocky, sideways smirk. He approached Barnett and got in his face, saying something snarky I’m sure, because the next second, Barnett was pushing Jamie and having to be pulled away by his teammate. Jamie ran backwards, throwing his hands up in mock surrender.

“Hmm, glad he’s on our team, you know?” Ted nudged me, but I found myself unable to take my eyes off of him. I muttered an agreement as Jamie turned to face us for a moment as Barnett was cleared off. His eyes were shining with mischief as he raised his eyebrows at me. I shook my head at him, unable to keep the smile off my face.

“Hey, what do you think? Trick play?” Ted huddled us in a moment. I shook my head. It was a long shot for sure, but one I knew he could make. In fact, it was the same distance I had shown him how to hit that day after training. He could do it.

“You don’t need it,” Roy, as usual, could read my mind. “The little prick’s gonna fucking score from there.”

Nate scoffed in disbelief. But I knew what Jamie could do. I watched as he placed the ball on the ground in front of him and took a breath. Then one by one, he dragged his feet backwards, just like I’d shown him. The turf disrupted slightly as his red boots tore up the soil. Then, it was like the world stood still, he jaunted forward, hit the ball with the side of his foot and watched as it flew through the air. Then, with the sweet swish of the goal, the world exploded into cheers. The stadium flew into a state of celebration as the team ran to Jamie’s side.

“YES!” I cried. “FUCK YES JAMIE!” Jamie turned again, to look over at us. In one swift motion, he flipped us off with both of his fingers. I laughed and shook my head, feeling that flutter in my stomach again. Then it hit me. Just as quickly, as if it was a football to the face. It hit me, staring at his tongue sticking through his lips, as he celebrated with his teammates. It hit me that I was most definitely in love with Jamie Tartt.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Let me know what you think!

Tag list: @optimisticsandwichgladiator @oxxolovemelikeyoudooxxo @ajax-petropolus-wife

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weirdmorefics · 2 years

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Hi! Could you do a Bridgerton sibling reader (youngest) where she has like ADHD and she’s like 7 or 8 and during an important dinner for the adults she comes down because she has something very “important” to show her mother and everyone just finds her adorable

A/N- This is such a cute request I love it!

Warnings- None

Pronouns- She/Her

Word Count- 663

Summary- Anthony has gathered the adults of his family to hopefully win over the Sharmas for a proposal when his younger sister interrupts.

Lightning Bugs

“I am soooo boreeeed” I cry out throwing myself dramatically on the floor.

Eloise rushes over excitedly “We can always discuss some Lady Whistledown theories!”

I roll over onto my face and let out an even bigger groan.

Colin hushes me “You do not want Anthony to come out and scold you, do you? He is very busy trying to win over the Sharmas with Mother and Daphne. ”

“Ugh, you guys are no fun! Come on Gregory and Hyacinth!” I say grabbing their arms and dragging them outside.

“Please do not stay out too long it is getting dark!” Colin tries to yell out to us but I am too busy to hear.

“What are we doing out here Y/N?” Gregory groans out.

“Going on Adventure of course!” I say with a huge smile causing Hyacinth to giggle.

I gesture for them to both follow me and we march off. Hyacinth is picking flowers for Mom as we go and Gregory and I are splashing in puddles. Then I make them follow me to the biggest tree in the yard.

“This tree is perfect! If we climb it we will see everything and find the best place for adventuring!” I yell out.

Gregory seems excited to be climbing the tree, Hyacinth sighs but still follows us to climb the tree. As we all climb the tree there are tons of lightning bugs gathering!

“We have to show the lightning bugs to the whole family!” I exclaim jumping from the tree and crashing to the ground. “I’m okay” I shout raising my hand up. I begin running to the dining room as Gregory and Hyacinth shake their heads.

I bust through the family room very violently catching all my siblings' attention.

Colin runs up to me “Are you okay Y/N?” He says quickly assessing my body for injuries.

I swat Colin’s hands “ I must speak to Mama it is urgent!”

“No, no, no we can not interrupt Anthony’s dinner,” He said scooping me up.

I have to quickly think of a way to get out of his grasp so I do the most logical thing and bite him. Colin shouts in pain dropping me and Eloise is on the floor laughing. I take this opportunity to run past them and barrel into the dining room.

The whole room stares at me but I have to focus on what's important. “You all must come outside it is urgent!” I shout.

Anthony quickly stands up and rushes to me “Why is it urgent is everyone okay?” He asks very anxiously.

“Everything is fine you just got to see this!” I groan grabbing his hand and dragging him outside.

The rest of the Bridgertons follow us outside as well as the Sharmas.

“See look isn’t it beautiful!” I say gesturing smiling widely.

The guests and Bridgertons all look at the lightning bugs with aw.

“They are quite beautiful Y/N,” Anthony smiles and messes up my hair with his hands.

Eloise nods “I must say they are beautiful but I much preferred when you bite Colin.”

Benedict laughed very hard at that but mom gave me the “you did what” look causing me to laugh. Benedict picked me up and dance me around. The Sharmas were smiling quite widely and reaching their hands out to the lightning bugs.

Gregory quickly ran inside and came back with a jar to try to capture some while Hyacinth tried to stop him.

“The lightning bugs belong outside Gregory!” She shouts waving her hands.

Anthony steals me from Benedict grabbing me into his arms and tickling me while I try to escape him. Benedict grabs onto Eloise and forces her to dance causing Francesa to get jealous and pull Colin to dance with her.

It was a wonderful night full of dancing and laughter and I really hope Anthony marries one of the Sharmas because they fit right in with our family plus you can never have too many sisters!

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sugarbarbiefae · 10 days

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re-reading romancing mister bridgerton. and here's a list of reasons why I'm probably not going to like everything about season 3 of Bridgerton. might change my mind when watching the actual show and seeing how they play it out but for now I'm low-key mad

1. How they destroyed Penelope and Eloise's friendship.

2. In the books Colin is the first person who finds out Penelope's secret that's one of my favourite things about Polin and I wish they kept this as it was.

3. We don't have Felicity Featherington.

4. How they removed the Daphne/Colin conversion about Love.

5. How they played out Penelope's reaction to hearing Coiln say "I would never marry Penelope Featherington." I love how in the books she confronted him on the spot.

6. Penelope doesn't need lessons on how to charm men. Polin isn't about Colin feeling jealous and realising he loves Penelope. It's him realising she's always been witty, beautiful and amazing but he + every other man out there were just too dumb to realize it.

#bridgerton #polin #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #colin x penelope

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idrkwhatthisisimsorry · 9 months

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Flying to Italy pt.1

Description: Y/N finds out her boyfriend is cheating on her with her best friend, and decides to take the trip she had planned with him to Italy anyways, but alone. But she meets Harry along the way, and so it goes... Does she decide to stay with Harry, or is it too soon and too fast? Or will she forgive her boyfriend? Only time will tell.

Warnings: angst, cheating

Word count: 1K

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A/N: hey! I haven't written in a while, and I have never posted Harry on here, but I'm on a serious kick with him rn and I've been thinking of this idea for a few days and I really wanted to write it, so here y'all go! I hope you enjoy, it's gonna be really good. This takes place in about early 2019 btw! Not everything is gonna be totally correct timeline wise, so just pretend it is lol

"Hey, me and Lily are going to go out tonight, I don't think Colin can come, are you up for it?" Jackson, my boyfriend said. I've been dating Jackson for almost ten years. We've known each other since we were fifteen, and we've been dating since we were sixteen. He's my rock and my best friend. But not as much as Lily. She's been my number 1 since we were about five years old. She's been dating her boyfriend, Collin for about four years now, and little does she know, he's about to propose when we go on our Italy trip in a few days together. I'm a little jealous because Jackson hasn't gotten the balls to propose to me, but I couldn't be happier for my best friend.

"Uhhhh, I might come later, but don't count on me, I have a lot of catching up to do on work if I don't want to work while we're in Italy. You guys gonna be in the same place all night?" I tell him. Any normal girlfriend would be skeptical of their best friend and boyfriend hanging out without either of their partners, but I've known both of them for so long to know that they're just good friends. We were just a trio throughout high school and college until Lily finally met Collin, and if I had any skepticism, that was all thrown out the window after seeing the way her and Collin were together. I would go as far to say they're even cuter together than me and Jackson.

"Yeah, we're going to R bar. If you don't come, it's fine, babe, I'll just see you when I get home. Love you." He said, as he gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out the door. "Love you." I said back, as he walked out.

...

I finished up enough of my work, and decided to go meet up with him at the bar. I quickly changed and did light makeup and got an uber.

I got to the bar and didn't see him or Lily with our group of friends. I walked over to one of them, "Hey have you guys seen Jackson? He said he and Lily were gonna be here with you guys tonight." I asked, still looking around the bar. "Uh, last I saw them was about ten minutes ago when he said they were gonna go get a drink from the bar, but I think I saw them walk off somewhere." Alex said, giving me a nervous face, which made me really nervous. I've never had reason to not trust him before, so I didn't expect what I was about to see and hear as I walked towards the bathrooms. I went into the women's restroom and didn't see Lily, and obviously I couldn't go into the mens, so I walked over to the single unisex bathroom door, and put my ear up to it. Someone was obviously having sex in there, very loud sex for that matter. I knocked, just in case my worst nightmare was coming true. "Busy!" A voice, very similar sounding to my best friend of twenty years, called out. I tested the door handle, and in their drunk idiocy they forgot to lock it, and I barged right in on my boyfriend fucking my best friend. Her small black dress, that she actually borrowed from me, hiked all the way up to her stomach, and his pants pulled down just low enough for him to be sticking his dick somewhere he shouldn't have.

The second he saw me, his eyes went wide and he immediately went wide and he pulled out of her and started to pull up his pants as quickly as possible. "Y/N-" "I don't want to hear it, Jack. The two people I thought would never hurt me. How long have you two been fucking behind my back?" I yelled angrily. "No no no no no, Y/N, this is the first time this has ever happened it was such a mistake, I'm so sorry, please, you're my best friend, I am so so sorry." Lily said, apologizing over and over again, as if those words could ever reverse her actions. I just stared at them in horror, tears threatening to spill over, my heart breaking as I knew I was losing the two people I cared about most in my life all in just five minutes. "Your sorry means nothing to me. I trusted both of you. I loved both of you, and you stabbed me in the back. I never want to see you again. Either of you. Might as well cancel your tickets to Italy once you're done fucking each other." I say, as I slam the door shut and leave the restaurant as fast as I possibly can and order an uber to the nearest hotel.

...

I sat in my expensive ass hotel room contemplating almost every single life decision I'd ever made. How long had this really been going on? Was it really the first time? How stupid have I been? And what was I going to do about Italy? Where was I going to live? My brain was going a hundred miles a minute, while I just sat there crying in my short little dress I wore to the bar. For him. Because I knew how much he loved that dress. Loved. He didn't have the right to love anything about me anymore.

I was so excited for everything in the future. We were supposed to spend a whole month in Italy together, the four of us. I was so so excited. I never got to travel ever, my family never had enough money, and then I went to college, and then I had to work my way up in my career to have money and actually get time off. Jackson and Lily have both been to Italy before, so it's not like this is some huge new experience that they're going to miss out on.

I laid on that bed for hours just crying, and thinking about what to do. I was going to go to Italy and forget all about people that never deserved me.

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m00nsbaby · 7 months

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Pedro Pascal STOLE my GIRLFRIEND!

Marc Spector x F!Reader.

This is literally just a post from reddit that I saw and made me think of jealous Marc lol.

SPKTR:

It all started when we watched "Kingsman: The golden circle." I was interested for the plot and Colin Firth but she found Whiskey to be so much better than Harry Hart. Yes, the traitor cowboy was hotter to her than the badass Kingsman Agent Harry Hart. She said girls always found villains hotter than heroes, I was making a huge fuss over it. Okay, true but it's Colin Firth for God's sake! Days later, I catch her watching "Kingsman: The golden circle." again and says she really wasn't paying attention to the plot and wanted to understand it better. The "plot" to her was Pedro Pascal and his "seductive voice." I didn't get the big appeal when Firth was right there, but whatever, you do you. We usually watch movies when she comes over and she insists on picking the movie one day, I say "Fine, as long as is not Kingsman" thinking her obsession was only caused because of that movie. She puts on this action movie called "Triple frontier." Cool, I love action movies and then PEDRO PASCAL SHOWS UP. I'm sensing a pattern but I quietly observe her reactions when he's on screen. She's giggling, blushing, kicking her feet, the whole shebang whenever he appears and she absolutely loses it during that scene when he speaks spanish and she repeats over and over "I would have folded" NO SHAME. Like, hello? Your boyfriend is right HERE! It takes me a minute to notice she's REPEATING the scene and squealing like a school girl. Her whole face is red by this point and she's just rolling on the bed giggling excitedly, it doesn't end there, though. She starts watching Narcos JUST for Pedro Pascal. It's one thing to watch a movie for an actor but a 3 season show is downright INSANE. She soon forgets I exist and replaces the photo widgets she had of me with Pedro Pascal. That's when she crossed a line. Simping over Pascal I understand but he DOESN'T get to REPLACE ME on her phone like that. Then The Last of Us comes out and never hear the end of it. My girlfriend is a books/movies person and she's never had any interest in videogames but now that "her man", as she's been referring to him for the past week is starring in this NINE EPISODE series about a fungus pandemic, she just HAS to see it. She says it's a good way to catch up on the videogame but we all know the real reason. But fine, we see it and she's so excited the entire time. Seriously, I've never seen him so happy before. So now I'm an idiot who's indulged his girlfriend's obsession with Pedro Pascal for too long and now I'm second to him. But it doesn't end there because WHY WOULD IT END THERE why did nobody warn me about the amount of thirst traps in this series?? Her jaw drop seeing him get aggresive, the words are on the tip of her tongue, I can practically hear her say how much she wants him, so I lean over and whisper in the pettiest tone I could muster "Just fuck him." She gets embarrased and starts giggling nervously while hitting my arm softly saying "Babe, no! What? No" but by her tone it was SO OBVIOUS she was saying "I would if I could." Anyway, we all know Colin Firth is better so count your days Pedro Pascal.

sorry for tagging you in this lol

Mk's tag list :)@ninebluehearts @icreatedthisat317am @onefinnedwonder-fm @shousha133

I couldn't find the original post but here's where I saw it lol <3! https://www.tiktok.com/@requestedreads/video/7279590034729291054?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7179670435260827141

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dollypopup · 14 days

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so. . .angry rant is angry

but

this is. . .the WEIRDEST fucking fandom I have EVER been a part of.

like. . .most other ships would be justifiably upset by a ship they were into that had 0 love triangles suddenly having not 1, but two. every ship I have been a part of has loved both their characters. every ship I have ever been a part of would be fucking FURIOUS that some random OC was created SPECIFICALLY to spite half the pairing.

and y'all were SO mad about Marina that hate fics are STILL being written about her, but y'all will slobber all over this white man OC like he's the best fucking thing that ever happened to Penelope, as if Colin, the guy who has cared about her without ANY expectation or pressure, is somehow The Worst. But let's hype up the OC. Yeah. Let's justify why it's GOOD, actually, that we got yet another triangle (sorry, HINGE, because if it was an actual triangle, Debling would be trying to get into Colin's pants, too!). One that is even more cozy than the S2 one was (what's the closest Anthony even GOT to Edwina? certainly not with his hand on her waist leaning in all up on her business).

Noooo, we need Pen to be DESIRED! We need Pen to be the DIAMOND! We ship Pen with OPTIONS!

I ship Pen with COLIN, though. And I thought that's what we were doing here, but evidently not, because all these posts? Not Polin. But they're tagged Polin. Pebling is a tag. Use it. Spare those of us who actually ship this pairing. Because we're MAD.

Debling didn't have to happen. His existence isn't good writing. He's there because Shonda doesn't even LIKE Colin, but she HAS to have Polin as endgame because they have such an enormous fanbase, and the backlash would be career ruining. They kept the season on the shelf for two entire years, have relegated one of our leads to the sidelines (don't even TRY to tell me they haven't shoved Colin off to the side), posted promotions of this OC/Penelope bullshit (half for rage-bait, congrats, I'm there, and half to appease all the fans who have talked shit about Colin for 2+ years), and we are EATING IT UP.

Oh, this fanbase HATES Colin. You can't convince me otherwise. Y'all have spent 2 years talking about how you want him to grovel for ONE STATEMENT, how he's the worst guy in the entire show because he's entitled and takes Pen for granted, you haven't talked about ANY of his good traits, you want him jealous, you want him punished, you want him miserable, and you want Pen to be rubbing it in his face. You don't even want these things for his GROWTH, but instead for Penelope to have 'vindication'. His own love story isn't even about him. Some of y'all out here like 'oh, Colin's off screening doing something dumb in that still'. Flooded the POLIN tag with other Pen pairings, talked down to people who actually like Colin and have been concerned about him having a storyline or proper promotion (which he has no real evidence of getting, the man isn't even on the POSTER), say this is. . .what? retribution? for when Colin was interested in someone in S1, except, hm, oh yeah, NO ONE WAS ASKING FOR COLIN TO DO THAT!! No one was out here like 'Hope Marina makes Penelope sooooo jealous that she just HAS to step in and have him for herself'. No one was out here fucking SHIPPING THEM. But y'all are. In our tag. Without any push back.

AND IT WASN'T EVEN HIS STORY!!! It became PEN'S! Pen pining. Pen aching. Pen trying to break them up. Pen talking to Marina. Pen scheming. Pen agonizing. And we didn't fucking like it.

But this Debling bullshit? STILL NOT COLIN'S STORY!!! Still Pen's! Pen being pursued. Pen getting attention. Pen making decisions. Pen having a narrative.

Colin gets nothing. Has gotten nothing in this fandom and the writing for YEARS. Will continue to get nothing.

Y'all say you ship Polin but the instant any other dude walks into her line of sight, it's 'Colin whomst?'. Y'all say you ship Polin, but you also ship her with Debling, Michael, Dankworth, Anthony, Benedict, Anderson, Fife, random potted plant, dude in the background, Phillip, Jesus Christ himself, etc etc. She is this fandom's OOC Bicycle whenever it happens to suit us, so I'm not surprised.

Yeah, fucking block me for that, I don't care.

Most of y'all don't ship this couple. You say you do but you don't, not really. Because if you did, you'd be upset that Polin is losing screentime for this. You'd be asking where half your ship is. You wouldn't be settling for 'oh, he's off screen somewhere'. You'd want more of Polin's moments. Their tenderness. Their messiness. Their alone time. You'd be asking why this was necessary. You'd be wondering where Colin's growth is, where his story is. Y'all are content with crumbs. Colin could be a disembodied hand jilling Pen off at this point and you'd be happier for it because you clearly don't care that he isn't here.

The reality is- I have been SCREAMING about how this fandom doesn't give a shit about Colin for years now. Friends of mine have been bullied off this fandom. Story after story that was about punishment and revenge was written. Anything outside the status quo? Instantly spammed by mean ass anons. Luke Newton was harassed. His ex partner was harassed. His friends are being harassed. Luke Newton has said this fandom has taken their frustrations out on him. A real life person. Just trying to do a job.

And being shafted whilst doing so.

Why should he promo this shit? Huh? It was meant to be his season and it isn't. That's clear. It's so clear that to say otherwise like y'all are kidding yourselves.

I'm tired of this fandom culture. I'm tired of the Pen Standom being a placeholder for Polin.

I SHIP POLIN!!! Polin! As in Penelope AND Colin. As in MY OTP!!! As in the couple I want seasons and seasons of! I want Penelope to grow outside of Male Validation. I want Colin to be a fully rounded character who exists outside of Penelope. I want them to grow TOGETHER. I don't want this random suitor ass nonsense. I didn't want it from jump and I don't want it now. I will never want it. I do not care.

I continue to be the polin black sheep, but I CALLED THIS. I called it. And I hate that I did. I hate it. I saw this was the direction it was going back when our 'can't wait to see him groveling, screaming, crying, throwing up for Pen' bullshit was blowing up. Other ships see it. Other fans see it. Shonda calls him stupid, we call him stupid (yeah, you can say it's 'affectionately' all you want, I don't believe you), every damn time it's 'omggggg chill outttttt Colin will have his time'

Y'all don't WANT him to have his time. You want him to be a sexy prop. And congrats, that's evidently what you're getting.

Just like. . . just finally acknowledge it. Y'all aren't here for the pairing. You're here for Pen. And fine, that's your prerogative, but then just stop acting like you're here for the ship. Stop posting shit in the tag for the eyes and attention. You ship Pebling. Whoopdee doo. Use. Their. Tag. Pen/Someone Else is endgame in your fic. DON'T TAG POLIN. Colin sucks, he doesn't deserve her, he should grovel- You. Don't. Ship. Polin.

I am tired. I love Colin as a character, and a few of us do, too, and we deserve a safe place for that. And we can't even get it in his own fandom. We can't even get it in his own tag.

#polin #colin bridgerton #my darling my starlight my love and morning dove i will always adore you #yeah i tagged it do i look like i care????#go through my posts I BEEN lived on this island #and yeah #it's a rant #feel free to block me #no shame no hurt feelings it's fine #or feel free to slide into my inbox or messages #this is a safe place for polin shippers and colin lovers #i gotchu

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hamletshoeratio · 9 days

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didnt she also say something nasty about the queen when one of her kids had just died

Yeah here's part 2 of this

The way she talked about the death of Queen Charlotte's granddaughter; Princess Charlotte, who was historically only twenty-one when she died in childbirth. The Lady Whistledown commentary in QC is just outright cruel, it's clear Queen Charlotte in the off-season (QC present day timeline being set in the Winter/Early spring break between season 2 & 3) becomes Penelope's biggest target in the aftermath of her fallout with Eloise. There's no other way to describe it.

Ngl the above is really disturbing to me. She's angry at Eloise, has lost access to info from the Bridgertons because of her falling out with Eloise, and she's angry at the Queen for getting angry at Penelope's own words as LW, and trying to discover LW as a result. And so she spends the off-season insulting and attacking a grieving Queen Charlotte. I mean that's one way for a flower to bloom I guess...

Theo, one of the only working class characters in the show, nearly lost his job because of lady whistledown and may have lost it in the aftermath of the season.

A lot of her general commentary as Lady Whistledown isn't clever or witty; it's just outright cruel.

The way she talks about the Bridgerton family, a family that trusts and cares for her, is horrible. Particularly, the way she wrote about Daphne in season 1.

Betraying Eloise's trust for two entire seasons because it didn't start with the Theo situation. She listened to Eloise's frustrations about Daphne and then used LW to attack and belittle Daphne. Speaking as a sibling, I will rant about my sisters until kingdom come to my friends but the minute a so-called friend starts publicly attacking my sister, it's over. I would not be in control of my actions. Like over the course of two seasons, she's attacked and nearly destroyed the reputations of Eloise's eldest sister, two of her brothers, her first love, and the entire family as a result. Judging by the Bridgertons were born to shine line in the trailer, I doubt Francesca will make it through the season unscathed.

She hasn't felt real remorse. Despite nearly causing Marina's death (as she tried to miscarry in the aftermath of LW revealing her pregnancy), she ends season 1 smirking about being LW. Hasn't written or contacted Marina to see how she has been since, got jealous Colin went to see her and still probably hasn't written or visited her. Not to mention her "I least did something. All you did is talk" speech at the end of season 2 to Eloise. A speech that wasn't even accurate as Eloise had been to meetings, listened to speeches and debates, debated with Theo, shared and read and discussed different political leaflets with Theo, Eloise had grown intellectually from the beginning to the end of the season. It's because of Penelope that that came to an end.

Outside of rescuing Daphne from her betrothel to Berbrooke in s1, what good has her work as LW actually done? It's ruined far more lives than it's helped, and intervened countless times when it didn't have authority to. Many secrets weren't Penelope's to tell.

I could honestly keep going but I genuinely don't know how she's supposed to get redeemed in eight episodes because the character we have at the minute in no way deserves a happy ending. LW didn't really matter in the books as it wasn't as active a plot point as it is in the show. By expanding the LW concept to give Penelope a more complex arc, they've unwittingly robbed her of what made people like her book counterpart and as a result created a villain that they have no intention of trying to redeem, because they don't believe she needs to be redeemed.

#anti polin #anti penelope featherington #book violet would never forgive her let alone welcome her into the family

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nortism · 3 months

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doctor who liveblog pt 22

s4 ep10 midnight

- i’m glad donna’s getting a nice holiday

- COLIN MORGAN OF BBC MERLIN FAME??! katie mcgrath next pls

- “ladies and gentlemen and variations thereupon”

- ROSE ON THE TVVVVVVV

- oh god was she possessed

- FUCK SHES REPEATING LIKE THE THING OUTSIDE

- SHE GOT HIS VOICE

- that was such a good episode, genuinely unsettling

s4 ep11 turn left

- omg are we in a country that’s not the uk?? i didn’t know the tardis knew how to do that 😭😭

- oh never mind they’re on a different planet, should have known

- and billie piper!!

- oh the doctor’s dead

- get the screwdriver donna!!

- ROSE TYLER!!!!!!!!!!

- oh she’s vanished

- donna’s so funny

- NO MARTHA’S DEAD this sucks

- SARAH JANE SMITH’S DEAD?!?! this au is awful

- ROSE

- i love donna’s grandad so much it’s not even funny

- london’s gone??? thank god the world is free!

- not leeds

- uh oh america

- ROSE

- oh fuck jack as well

- oh great, now the uk is turning into nazi germany

- that’s a big old bug

- rip alternate universe donna

- BAD WOLF?!?!?!!????

- shitttttt

s4 ep12 the stolen earth

- oh fucj the earth’s gone

- MARTHA

- ohh fuck the companions r all gonna come together

- ROSE WITH A GIANT GUN WOOOO

- oh yeah the whole gang in the opening credits

- oh great we’re gonna find out what a shadow proclamation is

- ofc the british are celebrating the end of the world by drinking and rioting

- ofc it’s the fucking daleks

- i feel like there was easy ways to exterminate the human race i won’t lie

- the crucible?? always with the religious imagery

- idk if i trust the space cops

- not the rhinos again

- ohhhh they’re building a mega planet

- for what it’s worth, i trust martha to save the world. she’s done it before

- NO MARTHA

- the loss that is yet to come???

- also which god??

- BEES ARE ALIENS?!?!

- i knew i couldn’t trust the space cops

- ROSE

- when he was a 90 year old teenage girl

- HARRIET JONES MY LOVE

- yay martha’s alive

- aww rose is jealous

- is everyone here a jones?

- HARRIET NOOOOOO

- he’s still thinking about rose 😭😭

- jfc what is that

- ewww

- FUCKING DALEKS RUINING MY REUNION

- oh my polycule did reunite, just under the worst circumstances possible

- FUCK HES REGENERATING ALREADY

- noooo sarah jane

- whatttt

s4 ep13 journey’s end

- did he just regenerate back into david tennant???

- MICKEYYYYYYYYY

- JACKIEEEEEEEE

- oh the whole gang is back together i missed them 😭😭😭

- oh donna i love u

- they gotta stop leaving the tardis lying around!!!

- that’s nice of the daleks to translate for different countries

- that’s a lotta daleks

- donna?!!

- DONNA?!?!!??

- hello is donna regenerating?!?!

- ITS ANOTHER DOCTOR?!?!?

- dw rose this is just an avg day for jack

- nah is the new doctor technically donna and the doctor’s child???

- pls leave my girl and her mummy issues alone

- oh they’re soulmates

- when did martha learn german??

- oh yeah on her world tour

- it would be cool if they subtitled the german bc i’m getting none of this

- not loving the sound of a reality bomb

- omg they’re disintegrating

- oh so we’re destroying all matter now???

- won’t this also destroy the daleks??

- apparently not

- SHES GONNA BLOW UP THE EARTH

- oh fuck the whole gang’s been teleported

- it’s up to u now donna

- uh oh rip the other doctor

- uh oh rip donna

- this is a bit awkward

- YES FHEN DONNA

- the doctordonna

- SHES PART TIMELORD?!

- they oppenheimer-ed him

- K9!!!

- finally an explanation for why he sucks a flying the tardis so much, he needs more guys

- he’s got the biggest family on earth 😭😭

- she’s getting her own doctor?!

- aww she got her kiss?? i think aww?! this is a weird situation all round

- oh no donna’s malfunctioning

- wait what

- is she fucking dead

- HER MIND’S BEEN WIPED!!?!?!

- awww she’s forgotten him

- this is so sad

- aww granddad

- jesus that was bleak

#nortism liveblogs doctor who #doctor who #doctor who s4 #doctor who series 4 #tenth doctor #donna noble #rose tyler #martha jones #jack harkness #mickey smith #sarah jane smith #midnight #turn left #the stolen earth #journey’s end

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Uhhh. Seeing all this jealous asks and angst ones.

What about jealous miles or you ?

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A/N: Hello, hello! Thank you for your patience while I got lost in the Meiers :) I am going to use this to start talking more about Kailey and Miles. I hope you don't mind! So here they are... the next AU, Shot In the Dark 😘

Miles Wood is the life of the party tonight.

One of his college teammates married his college sweetheart and the BC boys have shown up the way they always do- loud, slamming shots, and dancing their thick asses off.

The last few days have been filled with meeting new people and hearing all about Miles in college. If I thought he was wild now, apparently I haven’t seen anything yet. There was the time he passed out drunk on the front lawn. The time he was the reigning beer pong champ on campus for both of his years. And of course, the way he could look at a girl and get her panties to drop. Miles had steered that conversation away quickly, joking that those days are far behind him. Cause he’s got me.

But from my view of the dance floor, some habits are harder to drop than he may realize.

“Ahh Woody is on his shit tonight.” A drunk, Colin White tells me as he tosses an arm around my shoulder. “He always gets wild with the girls to this song.” The song is “Just a Lil Bit” by 50 cent. Miles is in the center of the dance floor, shirt blown wide open, tie around his head as he shakes his ass in the middle of a bunch of blondes. “Don’t worry. He’s obsessed with you.” Colin drawls after another sip of whiskey.

“And yet we haven’t talked since dinner.” I snort. My tone sounds bitter, even to me. Jealous too as we both seemingly forget we had one another in the abandoned coat check room during cocktail hour.

“Go get your man then!” Colin jokes, nudging me forward.

“I’m not chasing someone I came here with. Tell him I headed back to the hotel?”

“Uh…” Colin’s dopey, buzzed grin falls off his face. “Wait…”

I don’t. Instead I start making my break towards the exit.

“Baby!” I hear behind me as I push open the doors to the main entrance. The key to Miles’ Range Rover is tucked in my purse. I’m long sober. We had agreed I would stay sober tonight so he could enjoy. But that was before he paraded blondes in front of me, twirling them around and inserting his infectious giggle after every sentence from of their mouthes.

“Kailey!” My heels keep stabbing the concrete. I don't turn or slow down for him. Unfortunately, we got here late and parked in the way back.

“Kails, stop.” Miles calls again from behind me. His tone causes my steps to slow. He’s turned gentle and soft. I look over my shoulder at him. He hustles closer, hands stuffed in his pockets. “Where ya going?”

“Back to the hotel. You don’t seem to need me here anymore.” Miles gives a light, laughing scoff.

“What?”

“Don’t do that.” I wave my hand at him.

“Babe, I asked you to come on the dance floor with me.”

“There was no room.” I snap. “Too many blondes who’s panties were falling.”

“Oh.” Miles catches on, chuckling. “Baby, are you jealous?” He is laughing incredulously like he can’t believe it. This has never happened between us. Not with the women wearing his jerseys at games or their pleas to hook up on social media. Never. It usually doesn’t bother me. He’s a smoke show, but he’s mine. And that is usually enough.

Not tonight, in his hometown, where I’m the outsider in his world.

“Baby. You…” he fades off with another laugh. “Have nothing to worry about.” I stay where I am, but cross my arms over my chest at the cool breeze slapping my bare skin. “What you are to me means you never have to worry about anyone, ever.” He pulls his suit jacket off while walking towards me. The silky lining makes me shiver when he drapes it along my bare shoulders. He closes the lapels together into his fist, then tugs me forward with the fabric. I brace my hands on his abdomen as we crash together. “Kiss me, jealous girl.”

But his lips lock to mine before I can contemplate his request. I wrap my arms around his big shoulders, letting him guide my hips back and back and back until I am laying down on the hood of someone’s car. Miles falls over me, shoving his tongue into my mouth. When we need air, he pulls away, looking at me breathless, brown hair splayed along the dark car, green eyes wild with desire for him.

“All mine.” He murmurs, stroking a finger down the valley between my breasts. I reach for the bulge in his pants. “All yours.” He reminds me. “This too.” He places his hand over his heart. “Always yours. I’m sorry.” He finishes as he puts his hands on either side of my head. I tug at one side of his open dress shirt, pulling him back down to my lips. “The rest of the night you’re the center of my attention. Wanna see your ass moving on the dance floor.”

“There? Or in our hotel room.” Miles kisses down my jaw to my collar bone. He continues down to the edge of my dress on my left breast. He bites the skin there.

“Maybe the car? As you’re riding me…” He trails off, moving lower. He uses one finger to plunge the fabric down to expose my hard nipple. He sucks it into his mouth as I clutch his curls with my fingers.

“Car sounds good.” I choke out. He laughs against my skin. He pulls me into his arms, carrying me down to his Range Rover, teasing me with his stiffness with each long stride towards the black car.

#shot in the dark AU #<- full launch of the AU tag #Miles Wood

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