#abeg

*i am so *into* hannah and masali so i was hoping for this from the jump*

i was suddenly struck with the idea that seeing francesca in an unconventional partnership will offer eloise's a new perspective about about love and marriage because of course the bridgertons will be as accepting as society allows them to be. eloise will see how transformative romantic love can be between two people whom she adores who will have to fight against (likely) internalized homophobia and societal sexism to embrace their truth.

i don't think eloise could've been next because she is simply not ready for love. she's only just promised to stop shitting on hyacinth's finishing lessons. she's very close to fran and got close with michaela while in scotland. she needs an entirely new love paradigm in front of her before she re-enters the marriage mart or whatever brings her and philip together.

skip beat chapter 144: valentine arc

I hope you’ve all had a gentle week filled with soft things and zero stress. Mine, on the other hand, has been a whirlwind of stress, (imaginary) caffeine, and staring at Tumblr’s "Account Terminated" page like it personally wronged me (because it did).

So. About that.

My Tumblr account was terminated out of nowhere. No warning. No explanation. One minute I was chilling, next minute, poof. Gone. I’ve tried every possible method known to the internet:

Emailed support (multiple times).

Opened tickets.

Politely @-ed them on Twitter/X.

And still... nothing. Radio silence. I genuinely don’t know what I did wrong. If any of you have a miracle method to revive a nuked blog, I’m all ears (and tears).

In less (or more) cursed news:

Exams are happening. I’ve written three papers so far:

Microeconomics (horrific),

Research Methodology in Economics (also horrific),

EDS (less horrific, but still not friendly).

If you're ever tempted to study Economics… don’t. Run. Choose peace. or Literature. or Herbalism. or literally anything that won’t have you crying into cost curves and sample sizes at 2AM.

Still, I’ve been squeezing in writing during the chaos (between studying and staring blankly at my ceiling). It’s not much, but it’s something. Thank you for your patience and for being so lovely.

Wishing you all restful nights, working WiFi, and a life free from random account terminations.