Hiya! I’m Grey. I'm a mess who blogs about books. │She/her (But any pronouns are fine!)│Queer, Greyaro, Fluid│Australian│ Capricorn│Slytherclaw│
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me when i can’t focus: i am lazy, i am a failure, everyone is disappointed in me,
me when im productive for more than 20 minutes: i am the moment, i am an academic goddess, my genius knows no bounds,
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Dystopian novels be like “there’s no music but our national anthem and this forbidden rebel song” as if all of earth really let go of ABBA music
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STATION 19 | 5.09 “Started from the Bottom”
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The absolute clownery of Anthony Bridgerton judging the young women he considered courting on whether they read etc while later admitting that he only reads account ledgers...
I love a self-aware dumbass.
"SOMEBODY has to broaden my children's horizons and it won't be ME."
—Anthony, probably
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“S2 wasted the chemistry between the leads" look I don’t know what YOU wanted out of Bridgerton but what I wanted was eight episodes of gratuitous eye fucking set to orchestral covers of pop songs that go way too hard and by god I got it
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anthony bridgerton is my favorite brand of male character. he’s a whore with a tragic past and a fear of love. his crimes? being sexy and making terrible choices. and to top it off he’s got eldest sibling disorder. he’s literally perfect.
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BRIDGERTON Season 2 + tumblr (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9) and one twitter posts (7)
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#he either looks at her like he doesn’t have a single brain cell in his entire noggin#or like he wants to devour her#and that’s all i want#sorry my straight side has taken over
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anthony bridgerton really did go and get fuckstruck over a woman who beat him in a horse race, beat him on BETTING at a horse race, beat him at pall mall and then beat him at hunting. he really had this woman hand his ASS to him on a platter and was like “yes please more please” and i respect that.
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why must I live in a world where no man will ever love me to the point that his honor is hanging by a thread that grows more precarious with every moment he spends in my presence.
How am I suppose to live with the fact that I will never be the bane of someone’s existence and the object of all their desires??!
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God, I love Kathani Sharma. She wakes up from her comma and is like "I wish Anthony loved me. He only tenderly fucked me on the terrace of his home until I came three times and then he raced to propose to me the following morning at five am and when he couldn't find me he went and looked for me in the park because he knew I would be there because he knows me better than anyone else... And then he showed up with tulips and actually proposed - but it's all out of obligation and honor. He doesn't love me." She's such an idiot. I love her so much.
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