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home is just another word for you
Keri Russell and Rufus Sewell as Kate & Hal Wyler in Season 2 of The Diplomat
"Can you hear me? Are you awake?" "I don't know."
Rufus fans gather around here, go and watch The Diplomat's season 2, because it has a very whumpy Hal, and to be frank I couldn't ask for more :) All the whump we couldn't see in TMTHC, The Diplomat so graciously provided in a few episodes.
PS: go, watch and come chat with me!
say what you will about this show. but this couple is everything to me
Keri Russell and Rufus Sewell as Kate & Hal Wyler in Season 1 of The Diplomat
guys do you know anyone selling their tickets for the eras tour in london this august please??? dont scam me im poor :(
i hope they stay friends for a very long time
this shouldnt even be a question so you better pick the only correct answer šļø
thomas
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letās end this conversation
lukola
nicluke
nuke
my theory is, he was gonna go and open the bedroom door and check on pen but then he heard footsteps so he hurried to the chaise lounge and pretended to be asleep
but pen knew thatās why she immediately talked to him without even checking if heās gonna hear her or notā¦
I've never been brought to literal tears in 0.005 seconds like the transition in this made me. I'm now sobbing and if I have to I'm taking you all down with me
{Full credit to the creator - @zoewashburn on TikTok}
COLIN AND PENELOPE - BRIDGERTON SEASON 3 SOUNDTRACK (COVERS)
would be great if mama featheringtonās garden will blossom next season as well. wdym i can potentially get violet and portia go on a double date?!!! SCREAMING
you know what brings tears to my eyes?
mama featherington only married for security but all her girls married for love š she did it. SHE REALLY DID IT š
What are you doing out here? - I was... - No. In fact, do not answer that. It is clear I found you in the midst of some... secret dealings. I do not wish to know. And what "secret dealings" have I found you in the midst of, all alone the night before our wedding? What right do you have to ask me that?
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"He tried to picture a life without Penelope. It was impossible.
Just weeks ago she'd been ... He stopped, thought. What had she been? A friend? An acquaintance? Someone he saw and never really noticed?
And now she was his fiancee, soon to be his bride. And maybe... maybe she was something more than that. Something deeper. Something even more precious.
"What I want to know," he asked, deliberately forcing the conversation back on topic so his mind wouldn't wander down such dangerous roads, "is why you're not jumping on the pet-fect alibi if the point is to remain anonymous."
"Because remaining anonymous isn't the point!" she fairy yelled.
"You want to be found out?" he asked, gaping at her in the candlelight.
"No, of course not," she replied. "But this is my work.
This is my life's work. This is all I have to show for my life, and if I can't take the credit for it, I'll be damned if someone else will."
Colin opened his mouth to offer a retort, but to his surprise, he had nothing to say. Life's work. Penelope had a life's work.
He did not.
She might not be able to put her name on her work, but when she was alone in her room, she could look at her back issues, and point to them, and say to herself, This is it. This is what my life has been about.
"Colin?" she whispered, clearly startled by his silence.
She was amazing. He didn't know how he hadn't realized it before, when he'd already known that she was smart and lovely and witty and resourceful. But all those adjectives, and a whole host more he hadn't yet thought of, did not add up to the true measure of her.
And he was.... Dear God above, he was jealous of her.
"I'll go," she said softly, turning and walking towards the door.
For a moment he didn't react. His mind was still frozen, reeling with revelations. But when. When he saw her hand on the doorknob, he knew he could not let her go. Not this night, not ever.
"No," he said hoarsely, closing the distance between them in three long strides. "No," he said again, "I want you to stay."
She looked up at him, her eyes two pools of confusion. "but you said---"
He cupped her face tenderly with his hands. "Forget what I said."
And that was when he realized that Daphne had been right. His love hadn't been a thunderbolt from the sky. It had started with a smile, a word, a teasing glance. Every second he had spent in her presence it had grown, until he'd reached this moment, and he suddenly knew.
He loved her.
He was still furious with her for publishing that last column, and he was bloody ashamed of himself that he was actually jealous of her for having found a life's work and purpose, but even with all that, he loved her.
And if let her walk out that door right now, he would never forgive himself.
Maybe this, then, was the definition of love. When you wanted someone, needed her, adored her, even when you were utterly furious and quite ready to tie her to the bed just to keep her from going out and making more trouble. This was the night. This was the moment. He was brimming with emotion, and he had to tell her. He had to show her.
"Stay," we whispered, and he pulled her to him, roughly, hungrily, without apology or explanation.
"Stay," he said again, leading her to his bed.
And when she didn't do anything, he said it for a third time.
"Stay." She nodded.
He took her into his arms.
This was Penelope, and this was love."
Romancing Mister Bridgerton, Chapter 17
yāall are so annoying. shut the fuck up if you dont have anything good to say. the fact that you leave comments on nicās socials shading lukey is so disgusting. you really cant keep it to yourself???? stop making her defend luke over and over again. ms maam cant even have fun on socials anymore. see her disable everything and stop interacting with fans ššš ugh. just write to your diary or something stop using nic or lukeās comments for whatever you have to say about their relationship.
she has a girlfriend, so what?? let them live their lives to the fullest. you have no control over their lives, we are supporters (but some of yall are not acting like one) not weirdos who are too invested in somebody elseās life. believe me i love their chemistry as much as you do but sometimes thatās all it is.
if you hate the man, which i cant fathom honestly, just keep it to yourself please for the love of god