#new Ship Dynamic Just Dropped (insp.)

Our gorgeous girl 🖤🤍

Maybe an unpopular opinion, but I don't think Kate would ever actually cheat with Anthony if he married Edwina. I just don't think it's in her character. She would go off the India and have her adventures.

When I'm re-watching S2 of Bridgerton for the hundredth time and I get to this part. I get so irrationally angry at this stupid ratty glove. I hate HATE this glove. It symbolises everything wrong in this world, it's my nemesis, my villain origin story.

I just want them to be this annoyingly happy 😭❤️

Molly, I so badly badly need more of you writing Kate and Anthony in their peek OG regency era. Pleaseeeee could we see just a little bit of their interaction in the ballroom, in the recent months after their marriage?!?!?! I would love to see how badly the towns react towards the glowing blushing newly weds?

Okay but let's... revisit Hearts and Flowers a year later

Because you know the show's going to forget they said it was annual

Kate could feel their eyes on her everywhere she went these days, When she went to the modiste with Francesca, she and Violet bolstering the girl's quiet confidence as she looked at herself in the mirror a little nervously.

Both Lady Bridgertons accompanied Miss Francesca to the modiste this morning, Heaven only knows what required such attention.

When she walked through the park with newton on his leash and Anthony's arm in hers while he whispered wicked nothings in her ear.

Lord Bridgerton was seen being rather attentive to his wife this morning last, perhaps he, unlike most men, does not subscribe to the theory that women need be left alone to shepherd new life into the world.

And now even here, at Aubrey Hall where she and Anthony had made a home, where they'd hidden from the world under the bedsheets upstairs Anthony poking his head out as the door of their chambers opened with his hair rumpled in a million directions a boyish grin on his face Ah! Sarah! Lady Bridgerton won't be requiring your services for the next... three days. Take some time off! See your family! Full pay! Where they'd married in the very room they were standing in now with only their families around them, cheering as the vicar had declared them man and wife and Anthony had held her so gently against his chest and his voice had whispered, Finally.

And now they'd done what they must, they'd allowed the Ton inside to peer over them, inspect them, as they'd been wanting to since their engagement had been announced. She'd worried over it for weeks, her stomach churning with anxiety as her mother in law had nodded approvingly at the invitations she'd selected, and the food, and finally the flower arrangements, Kate, Darling these are beautiful. And Anthony hadn't seemed a bit bothered by it. In fact, very little seemed to bother him these days. Though she knew he tutted and sighed, and spent hours in his study pouring over accounts, worrying over Benedict who seemed suddenly apathetic towards the things that had given him joy, and Eloise who had scoffed before trodding on Lord Arthur's foot last week, and who sat with Gregory for hours looking over his work: As soon as he saw her he smiled. Jumped from his seat the wrap his arms around her, breathing her in deeply. There you are Darling, I've missed you. And she rolled her eyes though she left a kiss between his eyebrows. It's been 30 minutes my love. And of course he hadn't seen the problem. He'd merely swanned into the drawing room, picking up the samples of cake, his words muffled by the cake.

"These are excellent!"

And she'd hissed at him, "You are useless to me, get away."

His voice had dropped low and his teeth had nipped at her ear "Oh I know a way I can be very useful to you, Viscountess."

She'd taking a shuddering breath before she'd stood calmly and said, "Well I'll need you to show me, I'm afraid, Lord Bridgerton."

And he hadn't seemed to see the problem even now. Even as they'd stood on the drive greeting guest after guest, he'd nodded politely, pretending to know who was going to get out of the next carriage as if he'd paid any attention to the guest list when she'd shown it to him, instead of just grinning at her, Whatever you think is best.

Anthony still didn't see the problem, as they stood in the ballroom, the entire room still overtly curious as they interacted. As they stared at the woman who had made London's least enthusiastic groom a very happy husband.

"Anthony," Kate sighed as she stood to the side of the dance floor, smiling beside Violet. "What are you doing loitering about?"

"Anyone would think you didn't enjoy my company." Anthony mused, shuffling a little closer as though making to hide behind her ad Lady Cowper looked in his direction.

"I do enjoy your company, But it's hard to do so with you hovering like a worried mother duck over me and our child."

"His father was just the same way when I was pregnant with Anthony." Violet sighed. "Like a worried chicken with his head cut off the entire time."

"He's lucky he's awfully handsome." Kate bit back a smile at Anthony's indignant expression as she took a sip of her lemonade.

"Oh his father was that as well."

"Ladies if I may remind you, I am within earshot." Anthony said dryly, shuffling closer to Kate once again, his hand closing around the light fabric of her skirt.

"We know, dearest. Truly, what do you think married ladies discuss at such-"

"Violet!" An older matron, Kate couldn't quite recall the name of, cut Violet off as she made her way over, "I thought I'd take the opportunity to congratulate you on another lovely party. A true success."

"I'm afraid I can take very little credit this year, Lady Fitzroy." Violet smiled gently, nudging Kate forward, "You must have met my daughter in law, Lady Bridgerton. Hasn't she shown us all a wonderful time. And of course, you remember the Viscount."

Lady Fitzroy's eyes widened in surprise, as though she hadn't noticed Kate and even less did she seem to expect Anthony to be peeking out from behind her. "I'm not sure I've had the pleasure."

Lady Fitzroy moved on quickly, looking curiously back over her shoulder as she took Violet with her, though Kate was suspicious that had more to do with Lady Fitzroy's path taking her much closer to Eloise who appeared to be reading a book behind a flower arrangement.

Anthony's hand flew out, taking Kate's empty glass, replacing it with a small cake. "You haven't eaten in three quarters of an hour."

Kate sighed, "Sweet of you, little duck."

"I'm not sure, I-"

"Lord Bridgerton." A man's voice cut Anthony's off, The earl of Gloucester appearing from nowhere with a gallant bow in Kate's direction. "I fear it would be very remiss of me not to ask our hostess for a dance this evening."

"Oh well, I-"

Anthony clicked his tongue, a flicker of irritation crossing his face before he sighed. "I'm afraid, Lady Bridgerton's dance card is rather full this evening, Gloucester, perhaps another time."

The man walked off with a slightly disappointed expression before Kate tutted, "Well, thank you for getting me out of that, but I rather think he might notice when I'm not seen on the dance floor all evening."

Anthony tutted, placing her now empty plate on a passing footman's tray. "I think you'll find that wasn't a lie."

Anthony flicked at something tied to her wrist that hadn't been there before, Kate's eyes widening in surprise.

He;d tied a dance card there, pink ribbon hanging from her wrist every line filled with familiar handwriting-

Anthony, Viscount Bridgerton

Tears pricked at her eyes as she stared down at it, Anthony already tugging her towards the dance floor, the same dance that had been the very first they'd ever danced together striking up around them.

"When did you do that?" Kate gasped, as they fell into step, a little breathless.

"I'm very nimble fingered, you should know that." He winked at her, and Kate couldn't help the giggles she dissolved into, and neither it seemed could Anthony.

The New Lady Bridgerton's first heart and flowers ball went off this week past with nary a hitch. The food was lovely, the flowers beautiful and the lady in question's dress was truly something extraordinary. But the real spectacle was Lord and Lady Bridgerton themselves who were not seen off the dance floor all night and served as a true reminder of what everyone ought to be searching for on the marriage mart: Love.

#she's so hot it hurts

Simone Ashley in Venice (September, 2022)

elizabeth and darcy in pride and prejudice (2005) vs kate and anthony in bridgerton (season 2)

This has been a healing day for me, because Kate and Anthony are my free therapy 💜💚

A historic event

Welcome to the Esteemed Bridgerton Ball ~ 25th of July 1814, London ~

At 40, Franz Kafka (1883-1924), who never married and had no children, walked through the park in Berlin when he met a girl who was crying because she had lost her favourite doll. She and Kafka searched for the doll unsuccessfully. Kafka told her to meet him there the next day and they would come back to look for her.

The next day, when they had not yet found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter "written" by the doll saying "please don't cry. I took a trip to see the world. I will write to you about my adventures."

Thus began a story which continued until the end of Kafka's life.

During their meetings, Kafka read the letters of the doll carefully written with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.

Finally, Kafka brought back the doll (he bought one) that had returned. “It doesn't look like my doll at all," said the girl.

Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: "my travels have changed me." the little girl hugged the new doll and brought her happy home.

A year later Kafka died. Many years later, the now-adult girl found a letter inside the doll. In the tiny letter signed by Kafka it was written:

"Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way."

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