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1 Step Forward and 3 Steps Back || Alex Summers

Hello my loves! As promised here is part 2 to the 11 part imagine series I am doing for Alex Summers. If you haven't read part 1 yet I will link it on this post so you can pop over and read it and without further-ado let's get into this

I hope you enjoy xx

-VoidRanboo

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The next morning wasn’t that much better, I woke up, walked to the kitchen to get another drink, and then walked back to my room. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone today. I need to wallow in this heartbreak right now. I didn’t hear someone knock on my door, I only felt the presence of someone else and that’s when I turned around to see Alex standing there. I could see the hurt in his eyes and I scoffed at that, but before I could tell him to leave the alcohol started speaking for me. 

“Why did you hurt me like this?’’ I slurred out. 

“Y/N….” Alex said slowly. 

“No, I want to know.’’ I asked, looking him in the eyes for the first time since we had our breakup….just the thought of it left a sour taste in my mouth. 

You got me fucked up in the head, boy

“I never wanted to hurt you like this, but I couldn’t keep doing this to myself either.’’ Alex said. 

Never doubted myself so much

“You were going to hurt me no matter what and I just want the pain to stop.’’ I said as my eyes started watering. 

I hate that I gave you power over that kind of stuff

“I can’t take the pain away...I still want to be your friend and be in your life though.’’ He said. 

“It’s always going to be one step forward and three steps back with you though. You want that, but I don’t want that. It will destroy me to see you love someone who isn’t me.’’ I sobbed. 

Do you love me, want me, hate me, boy? I don't understand

“I..I don’t know what you want me to say.’’ He said looking down.

“I don’t know what I want you to say either. I wanted you to be in my life. What happened to all the times you said you wanted to marry me. I Ignored everyone who said this wouldn’t work, but I guess I should’ve listened to them.’’ I replied.

“I don’t know what I can do to help you.’’ He said walking closer to me, but I held my hand up to stop him. 

“I don’t want your help and I think it would be best if you would just leave.’’ I said turning away from him. I couldn’t look into his eyes any longer. 

No, it's back and forth, did I say something wrong?

Once I heard the door closed I took the glass that was in my hand and threw it against the wall in sadness or anger, I wasn’t sure. 

It's back and forth, going over everything I said

I kept on going over everything and wondering what I could’ve done to change what happened. Did I love him too much? Did I not love him enough? Was I clingy? Was I too distant? What did I do wrong? 

It's one step forward and three steps back

Oof okay this is just me being a tad frustrated overall but:

I'm... pretty fed up with the situation on tumblr right now, not gonna lie. Yes this is about fics, and yes I do have the right to complain about it.

Because yes, I write for myself. That's absolutely true.

But I write everything what's happening in my head down for you, and writing takes a LOT of work. I would not be staying up late at night, typing sentences away on my phone or on my laptop if it wasn't for readers.

I would not be trying to make pretty sentences and come up with metaphors and check over grammar again and again and again if not for you.

I would not be editing my fics so much I almost cannot stand to look at them anymore to the point I question the quality of my writing if not for you.

Don't tell me stuff like "yes but we are reading it! There is no reason we should be forced to leave feedback" because that's not what I'm asking of you. That's absolutely NOT what I'm asking of you. I don't want to force you to do anything and in the end I cannot at all because I'm just a simple blog in my corner of the internet but it all boils down to this:

Give your writers exposure.

We work harder than you readers would ever know to get those stories you love out and it's so freaking hard to get it on paper. It takes so much energy and yes it also takes energy to comment, I understand.

But I assure you, taking the time to write a 20 word long comment is WAY less energy than the writer did to get 9000 words out with cohesive plot and creative writing.

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Portrait-Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

(GIF credit to @gifshistorical​)

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Requested by @peoniarose: I was wondering if I could request a Benedict x Reader that is angsty and fluffy.

Characters: Benedict Bridgerton x Reader, Daphne Bridgerton x Reader (sister-in-law)

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Angst, arguing, mentions of cheating, lots of fluff

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(Y/N) wandered around her new home, still trying to remember the layout and small details within the huge house. It was so different from the home she grew up in. She had been living there for only a week but it still wasn’t settling into her mind. She felt like a stranger, she felt like she was intruding. (Y/N) and Benedict had been married for the same amount of time, they didn’t have a long courting relationship either, there was still so much she had to learn about her husband.

He was a lovely, charming and kind man. (Y/N) could not deny that she liked him, and she did find him attractive, but as soon as her parents saw that she had been conversing with a Bridgerton they immediately sped up the process. (Y/N) also came from a rich family, and Anthony was determined to seal the deal (he saw that his brother could be happy with this woman, he would never have forced him into a marriage). But now that the exciting courtship was over, the rush of emotions was dying down. (Y/N) thought she would feel entirely different to this.

Perhaps it was because they lived with the rest of the Bridgerton’s, meaning it was very hard to find any private time. The only time they had together was in their own bedroom, but even that was an awkward affair. They slept as far apart as they could, not wanting to make the other feel uncomfortable.

However, (Y/N) recently noticed Benedict straying even further from her. She would wake up without him beside her, and sometimes even go to bed alone. He would lock himself up in his study, doing who knows what, slipping in and out, looking suspicious. She had tried to catch him out, but he was too quick for her. Although she didn’t know her husband well, she could spot a liar. Did he really not want to be around her? He would rather lock himself up in a room than speak with her?

“Daphne," (Y/N) broke the silence they had been sitting in as they continued their embroidery,"I don’t suppose you know what your brother has been up to recently?”

“I have many brothers, you might have to be a little more specific.” she joked.

(Y/N) smiled.“You’re quite right. I meant the one I’m married to.”

Daphne set down her work.“You know, I do seem to recall he has been rather reclusive. I can’t remember the last time I greeted him at breakfast.”

“Exactly. I’m worried.”

She looked at her sister-in-law, as if waiting for her to keep speaking.“There’s something else isn’t there? I can tell, your eyes hold a sadness behind them.”

“I do not want to burden your thoughts Daphne.”

“You’re my family now (Y/N),” she held her hand,“you can tell me anything.

(Y/N) wasn’t sure if it was entirely proper to involve her husband’s sister in their personal affairs. It was about their love after all, and she was scared that if she spoke the truth, Daphne may think ill of her; because what if she was overreacting? What if she was seeing something that wasn’t there?

"Please (Y/N), I am concerned for you.” Daphne urged her.

“When I have seen Benedict, I notice that he talks with the maids. And I’ve seen this many times. Then he locks himself away in his study all day. I used to stay awake waiting for him to come to bed, but now I just fall asleep because I know he’ll only leave again in the morning without a word to me. I fear that he detests me. I’m not asking for him to be undeniably in love with me, but I would like for us to at least get along.”

“(Y/N), my brother adores you. I’ve seen how he gazes upon you when you’re not looking. You turn him bashful, so much so that he can’t form a single sentence. I’m sure whatever he’s doing is for good reason.”

“But he’s acting so skittish. One time I saw him talking to a maid they seemed so deep in conversation, and when he saw me he immediately stopped speaking with her and scurried away, as did the maid.”

“That is rather odd behaviour for Benedict.”

“I want to ask him about all of this nonsense but I never have a chance.”

“Have you been to him in his study?”

“No. I’m afraid I will disturb him. What if he gets angry?”

“My brother would never be angry with you. Especially if you were there to express your true feelings.”

(Y/N) had a sudden confidence in her after she spoke with Daphne. She was in her right to confront her husband. She was being made to feel like an outcast here, Benedict was supposed to be their for her and help her ease into this new household and life. Instead he had cowered away. Her head was held high as she walked down the corridors with purpose. This would all stop now. The young woman was going to march up to her husbands study, waltz in and demand he explain himself.

It went differently than she had expected.

She came to a halt in front of the doors, arm raised to knock though she never made contact with the wood. Why was she so nervous? It was just Benedict, he was an absolute sweetheart. She assumed part of her didn’t want to enter in case her fears were true. However, standing there forever wasn’t going to solve anything, and she forced herself to knock firmly on the door.

Benedict huffed at the interruption. He was desperately trying to finish his work, it was taking him far too long to complete. Calling for the person to enter, he panicked when his wife walked in, instantly scrambling to put away what he had been working on. He clumsily stood, bumping back into his chair.

“(Y/N),” he stuttered,“what can I do for you?”

(Y/N) had a slight frown on her face, his nervous composure making her all the more suspicious.“I wanted to talk. I hope this isn’t a bad time.”

He hesitated before quickly shaking his head.“No, no you’re fine darling.”

She hadn’t heard that term in a while. (Y/N) walked further into the room, a sudden air of tension filling the space.

“Benedict, I don’t want to argue." 

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.“Well, neither do I. What would we argue about in the first place?”

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

“No I haven’t.”

“Yes you have! I never see you when we wake, it seems that you’re up before any of the staff! And throughout the day, you go out of your way to not cross paths with me, all the while I see you flirting with the young maids, whispering to them in your charming manner. You know I’ve caught you, because you run away each time. I cannot believe the amount of disrespect you have for me Benedict! And I never see you when it is time to retire for the evening. You leave me all alone in this new house to sleep by myself, it’s as if I’m not even here!”

Both her and Benedict were surprised by her outburst. She hadn’t raised her voice but her tone was snappy. It was clear to see that she was frustrated and upset. Benedict felt a wash of shame and regret come over him, however, he was also angry, and shocked that she would think of him being unfaithful to her.

“I’ve been away from you because I am trying to complete a piece of artwork, and it is taking an infuriatingly long time to complete.” he quipped back.

“I understand your art is important to you, and you know I support you fully in that. But that’s not an excuse to ignore your wife and run around with other women.”

“I have done no such thing!” this time he raised his voice.

In his frustration, he forcefully turned around his easel with had a canvas resting on it. The wooden legs slammed against the floor as he stared at his wife. (Y/N)’s mouth dropped open when she saw what he had been sketching. It was her.

“I have only been able to finish your face.” Benedict was calmer now.“It’s the only thing I knew from memory because I stare at your beauty every day.”

(Y/N) couldn’t believe it. He was going to paint her.

“It was supposed to be a late wedding present. However, I realised we really don’t know everything about each other. And that’s why I’ve been speaking with the maids, because I thought they might know more about you than I, or at least observed you more. I was trying to find out what your favourite dress was, favourite flowers, anything I could add to this soon to be painting so you could understand how devoted I am to you.”

“Benedict…” (Y/N)’s words trailer off. She was in awe at his gesture.

“I’m sorry that I made you feel like I was ignoring you. I just wanted to get this right. And…and you must know that I deeply care for you. Those early mornings and late nights were to ensure I could get this finsihed on time, though obviously that never happened. But every time I woke up or just before I slept, I always kissed your cheek, secretly knowing that it was the only affection I had given you that day.”

“I feel terrible for thinking you would do something like that Benedict.”

“No, you had every right to think like that. When you explained yourself it was easy to see it from that perspective.”

(Y/N) clasped her hands together as she approached the canvas, standing beside Benedict.“Will you…will you finish it?”

She looked up at him, seeing he was already looking at her.“I will certainly do my best to capture your radiance.”

“Do you think I could sit for you? That way we could spend time together. And as you mentioned, we really must know each other better.”

He smiled.“I would like that.”

“Me too. You’re a very caring man Benedict.”

“Only for you my love.”

Hey y’all! this is a post about some of my favorite writers at the moment!! @swanimagines and @harrysweasleys are two of my favorite accounts on here!!

@swanimagines makes some of the most amazing Kaz imagines and that’s how i found her account but i also consider her to be a friend in the making! She does an amazing job writer the Shadow and Bone characters like themselves and not what she wants them to be! you can always tell she puts her all into the imagines that she writes and i don’t even want to admit how many times i’ve gone back and read her imagines! seriously you guys need to visit her account and show her some love!!

@harrysweasleys i’ve already told her this but she has such a magical way with writing!! i seriously feel like it’s actually happening to me and i feel all of the emotions! i’ve spent the last few days reading both her Marvel and Harry Potter master lists and they are amazing! i definitely have some re-reads in there!! if you are a fan of Marvel or Harry Potter go check out her account and her master lists!

now this is for both of them but they are both absolute sweethearts!! i haven’t been talking to either of them for that long but i feel like i’ve always been a good judge of character and they are definitely both some of the sweetest people i’ve ever met!

Finally you might be wondering why i’m posting it and it’s to share positivity!! i feel like writers don’t hear enough how much people enjoy their work! Plus you can never hear positive comments enough!

Alexa and Jenni if you are reading this thank you for everything you do, you both seriously have such an amazing way with writing and while i don’t know either of you THAT well i wanted to do this!! i appreciate both of you so much 🖤🖤

-Hadleigh Xx

Chadwick Boseman’s MCU Colleagues on the ABC News Special Tribute

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Y/N: communication really is the key here

Nina: really? and how do you communicate?

Y/N: well, Kaz usually yells out commands from his window

Matthias: that’s it? that’s the communication?

Y/N:

Y/N: also, if you do something dumb, you get smacked with a cane…

Imagines <3

Okay so I just posted a prompt list! You guys can request anything and we will talk about a few details and then it will hopefully be out in two or three days of you requesting it! 

freddy carter with his hair tied up is something that can actually be so personal

I just like my men who look a lot like Roman Sionis and Danny Torrance is that too much to ask for?

DARKLINA ✨🖤

SHADOW AND BONE (2021 — )

1x05 - SHOW ME WHO YOU ARE

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Oh to be Jessie (Alina)