if 74. “Potatoes. They’re so beautiful.” isn't something Colin would say, I don't know what is!
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inspired by this tweet! (and my own tweets based on this tweet, haha)
When Penelope stops in the middle of the sidewalk and declares she’s hungry, Colin shakes his head, biting back his smile. “That’s my line.”
She glares at him over her shoulder. “I’m drunk and hungry, don’t irritate me.” Her face softens, just a bit. “Feed me?”
Guiding her with a hand on her back, Colin directs them to a tiny burger joint on the corner of the street. It’s not the cleanest, but the scent of food surrounds them through the late night air. Since this isn’t the first time one or both of them have needed a late night snack after a night out, it’s also one of their favorite places.
Penelope sinks into a booth and opens a menu. Colin doesn’t bother even sitting. “Why are you pretending you don’t already know what you’re going to get?” She narrows her eyes at him over the menu, but pretends to ignore him. Colin smirks. “Do you want fries or pickles?”
With a huff, Penelope lets the menu fall to the table. “Get extra fries. I don’t want you stealing mine. And a water, please.” Colin smiles and kisses her hair - she smells faintly like beer, but still very much like Penelope, and it warms him - before heading to the line to order.
When he returns, a receipt tucked in his hand, Colin finds Penelope resting her head in her arms. He hesitates for a moment before sitting down on the same side as her, using his hips to scoot her over - she moves without protest, not really asleep, just clearly crashing. One of her arms twists through his before returning as her pillow. “I’m sleepy.”
Colin pulls out his phone, checking the messages from various siblings confirming their whereabouts. “You gotta eat first.”
“But I’m sleepy.”
“That’s what happens when you drink and dance a lot, love.”
“You shouldn’t let me do that.”
Colin scoffs. “Let you. As if I can control anything you do.” The number of their order ticket is called so Colin tugs at his arm. “C’mon, let me grab our food.”
“No,” says Penelope, her voice muffled by her own arms. “This is my arm now.”
Colin rolls his eyes, but a smile threatens to spill over. Instead, he leans over and lays a small kiss right behind her ear. Before he straightens, however, he whispers, “if you let me go and you’re sober when we get home, I’ll suck on your tits against the door and then let you come on my fingers on the couch.”
Penelope let go of his arm.
Grinning to himself, Colin tries his best not to skip as he retrieves their food. His smirk is still there when he returns to the booth, however, and Penelope’s steady blush only makes it grow wider. “Potatoes,” he says, waving the tray of fries in front of her. “They’re so beautiful!”
Penelope grabs the entire tray of food from him, giving him a tiny glare. Colin returns to his seat across from her, mindlessly checking his phone. However, the moment she unwraps her burger and takes a bite, her face breaks out into pure bliss and he’s mesmerized. Colin wonders if it’s normal to be so turned on by watching a woman eat, but he also decides he doesn’t care. Especially when she moans out loud. Colin shifts in his seat - his pants are a bit too tight in that moment - just as Penelope opens her eyes and catches him.
Her eyes glitter. She sticks out a fry in his direction. “Eat.”
Sighing, Colin opens his mouth and lets her feed him. As he swallows, he tilts his head. “How drunk are you?”
“I’m drunk on life!” When Colin just stares at her, Penelope rolls her eyes and stuffs her mouth with another fry. “I will be perfectly sober by the time we get home.”
Colin tries not to smile, but the way she eats is just too cute; and he’d be lying to himself if he wasn’t looking forward getting home and stripping her naked and hearing those moans again, over and over.
So Colin leans over, swiping a handful of her fries despite her protests, and stuffs his own face. “I look forward to it,” he says, not bothering to hide his pointed smile. He knows all his plans are painted clearly on his face.
Penelope blushes and quietly attacks her burger again. Colin watches her smugly.
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Sophie: I forgot that Michael is... very good-looking.
Kate: Yes THANK YOU oh my god
Kate: I was waiting for someone to say it.
hyacinth: see fran?
hyacinth: it’s not just us
Sophie: When’s his birthday?
Francesca: Why
eloise: november I think
Sophie: Ok
Sophie: So he’s a Scorpio
Sophie: Interesting.
Francesca: Sophie!
Francesca: You're married.
Kate: Sure but she’s got eyes
Francesca: Kate, YOU’RE married.
Kate: I have eyes too!
For the Bridgerton ask: Who has the best character development?
(Question 11)
This was actually a bit hard because a lot of the character’s development (other than maybe Pen, Anthony, and Phillip) is super subtle. In my opinion, “best character development” means they turned into a character I liked more so that eliminates some characters whose development made me dislike them.
In the end, I think I have to go with Penelope. She’s one of my favorites for a reason, and unlike Colin who didn’t really change, Penelope went through a JOURNEY about speaking up, loving and accepting herself, and coming out from the shadows. I super relate, so naturally it’s maybe my favorite journey.
Definite shout outs to Anthony and Kate (who had to overcome fears/insecurities) and Francesca, Gregory, and Hyacinth because those 3 got the best Violet 1-on-1s.
Penelope shows up to her own birthday party with a bottle of wine and a tray of brownies.
The moment she steps into the Bridgerton house, Violet shakes her head. “It’s your birthday, darling! We should be bringing the wine and chocolate to you.”
Penelope, the sweetheart she was, was turned outward so that she was facing both Eloise and Colin; Eloise, on the other hand, was so engrossed in her conversation with her friend that it was as if Colin wasn’t even there.
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Her husband, on the other hand, has no right bear such an expression, when it was the coincidental placement of a bee sting and his mouth that led to their marriage in the first place.
Got them to swap out the chicken with halloumi in my waffle burger. It worked. It totally worked. NOM #waffle #halloumiburger #rochester #highstreet #thequills #eatouttohelpout #enjoymedway (at The Quills) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEWz4IaJdbG/?igshid=ckthr0upm7wl
Would it be alright for me to join? If so, I go by Elle, my username is thequills. I adore Lucy Pevensie, Jill Pole and Edmund Pevensie (although i still love all the others). I love the quote “Put all your thoughts to bed. You can be king again” from King by Lauren Aquilina
thanks elle!! you’ve been added as lucy pevensie! <3
