You Know You Can Voice Your Opinions On Books Without Being An Asshat About It! I’m Currently In The

Currently wanting to write requests on here because of @swanimagines ,but I have never liked my writing so idk if I will

Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan Kenobi Star Wars: Episode 1- The Phantom Menace (1999)

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Facts that adults don’t tell you about bullying

- Communication doesn’t work on bullies. Telling a bully they’re making you feel bad is the wrong way to go. They want to make you feel bad. That’s the point.

- being kind to a bully doesn’t always mean they’ll stop. Sometimes it means they’ll just use your kindness to manipulate you while still continuing to bully you.

- not every bully has a sympathetically tragic home life. Sometimes people are just mean. Sometimes people just get off on hurting others.

- on that note, a tough home life is a reason, not an excuse. You don’t have to put up with bullying because somebody’s life sucks, just like you don’t have to let someone mug you because they’re broke.

- in order to forgive someone, they have to apologize first. If your bully has not apologized to you, you do not owe them anything.

- getting bullied as a kid can still mess you up in adult life. Maybe kids grow out of being bullies, but the marks they left often don’t go away.

- there are ways to get people to stop bullying you, but they almost all involve being mean back.

- as long as parents keep raising shitty bullying kids, there will be bullies. No amount of assemblies and hand-drawn posters will fix the problem. It’s the parents’ fault.

Happy two year Blog-Iversary!!! i love you so much hun!!!!

🌙✨ ITS MY TWO YEAR BLOG-IVERSARY. ✨🌙

thank you to all of my incredible readers for all of the support and love you have sent me and my work 💛

thank you to the amazing, incredible friends i have made along the way — you guys are truly some of the best people i have ever met and that’ll really never change. love love love you guys with my whole heart 🥰

i don’t think i’ll be doing an event but if ever anyone has any ideas and you want me to do so, just let me know! ✨

tagging some mutuals just to say i love them and that you guys are part of the reason my tumblr experience has been good 💛💛💛

@ickle-ronniekins @haley-h0tchner @theweasleysredhair @diary-of-an-onliner @casually-simping @darthwheezely @lumosandnoxwriting @andromedaa-tonks @gryffindors-weasley @misssociopath @mirclealignr @spidermaens @full-time-make-believer @lordoftherazzles @blueberryrock @rcwena and i’m sure there are many, many more but i haven’t had my coffee yet and am a scatter brain

Friends, but Never Lovers

This piece that I wrote is for all my lovelies that have been through something like this. This idea just came to me one night and I knew I had to write it. So without further ado here is Friends, but Never Lovers

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We were friends, just friends, never lovers. I knew that from the start and I told myself to not get attached to him, but he was like nicotine with the way he was so addictive. He was something that I should’ve never gotten involved with but he was also someone I couldn’t stay away from. He seemed to be the only drug I couldn’t quit and looking back on it now I never should’ve been his friend, but I just couldn’t help myself. His green eyes were like emeralds with how mesmerizing they were, his laugh was so contagious you couldn’t help but laugh with him, his smile could light up an entire room more than the sun could, the way he cared for everyone in his life made you fall for him even more, and the way he always knew what to say be it be a bad joke or the best advice he could think of made my feelings for him grow even more. He had his flaws, who didn’t, but they were overlooked by how amazing he was….the problem with all of this is the distance, it’s the feelings that he doesn’t have for me, it’s the insecurities that I hold that push me back, it’s the fact that we are friends, but we will never be lovers. Unrequited love, perfect person at the wrong time, soulmates in another life. Call it what you want but what it really is the world playing one, big, cruel, and sick joke on me. In every way he was perfect for me, but I was never perfect for him and that’s what was lost in translation. So I have to sit here and remind myself….always friends….never lovers...

Nobody’s a picture perfect But we’re worth it You know that we’re worth it

Portrait-Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

(GIF credit to @gifshistorical​)

Masterlist

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.”

amazing writing at always xx

Hi hun this is for your Freddy carter event. Can i get some fun, somewhat flirty, banter between the reader and Pin while he teaches the reader how to ride a horse??

FREDDY EVENT, send in requests for any of Freddy Carter's characters (NOT the man himself (= no Freddy Carter (the real person) x readers), only his characters)!! The event will be on for an indefinite time, if you're unsure, see if the event post is pinned. If it is, then it's still on. (Other requests are open too, but they go to my normal to-do list which I'm not able to start doing anytime soon)

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"Alright, now squeeze her into a walk," Pin instructed, backing up after giving you Pixie's reins. He seemed to notice the slight nervousness on your face for getting to ride a horse all by your own for the first time, and paused. "You can do this."

You smiled slightly, somehow those four words made you feel a little more confident. Your were positive that your crush on Pin affected it deeply though. So you squeezed Pixie's sides gently, and she started to walk slowly, as if knowing it's your first time riding by yourself.

"That's it," Pin smiled at you. "You're a natural."

"Well, I have the best teacher around here, don't I?" you teased, and he chuckled softly before continuing with instructions again.

"Try to make a small circle with her when you reach the corner. Remember, pull the reins to the direction you want her to go."

You did, and it felt like Pixie read your thoughts as you made the circle. You could feel Pin's proud eyes on you, and turned your head to look at him shyly while smiling happily. He returned your smile, and then pointed at the next corner, moving his hand across the enclosure.

"Turn from there, and ride to the other corner over there, across the field."

You did it again, flawlessly succeeding to follow his instructions. They were simple tasks, but you still hadn't expected to succeed in them. Maybe you were afraid that knowing Pin watching you all the time would make you too nervous, or then you would get an urge to show off. But instead, you had been able to concentrate on riding perfectly. The feeling was amazing, and knowing that your crush was proud of you made it a hundred times better.

"Alright, that's enough for the day. Ride here to me, I'll help you dismount." he told you and you did so, taking Pin's hand as you got down. When you had gotten down to him, he took a hold of both your hands and smiled again. "You did great, not that I expected any less from you."

You chuckled. "Maybe we'll be able to return to these lessons then soon? Maybe I could even go riding with a real duke one day."

He huffed as his smile grew wider, and you thought you saw a slight blush tinting his cheeks. "I'm sure he'll have the time to go riding with you when you've learned enough."

You nodded, your heart beating just a little bit faster as you took Pixie's reins and walked her back to her stable with Pin walking next to you, and you were exchanging shy smiles for the rest of your time together that day.

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Freddy event's Pin taglist: @scandalous-chaos @brekkers-desigirl @mentallynotstableghost @bb-skyrunner @mrs-brekker15 // send in an ask to be added, and specify which of Freddy's characters do you want to be tagged on! (This taglist is for Freddy event only, I won't take character taglists for anyone else than Freddy's characters)

Brutal || Alex Summers 

Hi before we start I wanted to let anyone who reads this know that this is going to be a 11 part imagine series. I took the songs off of Olivia Rodrigo's SOUR album, I put them in my own order and I wrote Alex Summers Imagines that all correlate with each other and each imagine is based off a song. The next one should be posted tomorrow xx

I hope you enjoy xx

-VoidRanboo

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“Hey Alex.’’ I said smiling while I walked into our shared room. 

I had just gotten back from training with Charles. While I had a handle on my powers I tried to always make sure to train to strengthen them. I went to our closet and took a change of clothes since the ones I was wearing were covered in sweat. 

“Y/N we need to talk.’’ Alex said sitting down on the bed 

“About what?” I asked after I got changed, I sat down with him. 

“Us.’’ He stated. I was starting to get nervous. Alex was never like this around me. 

I want it to be like messy

“What about us?’’ I shakingly asked. 

“I don’t feel that spark anymore….I think I am in love with someone else.’’ Alex said slowly. 

I didn’t know what to say. My entire world has just fallen in front of my eyes. I tried my hardest to keep calm and to not cry but my emotions got the best of me. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?’’ I choked out. 

“I gave this relationship my everything Alex. We have been together for almost three years and you want to call it quits because you think you love someone else.’’ I exclaimed.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I really am, but-” Alex started but I cut him off. 

“No, don’t say your sorry.’’ I snapped getting up and making my way to the door. 

“Where are you going?’’ He asked. 

“I don’t know and I don’t care. I just can’t be here right now.” I said without even turning around and before he could say anything else I walked out. 

I had made it all the way outside and I didn’t know where my feet would take me, but I needed to clear my head. I gave Alex everything, I told him I loved when I didn’t even fully know what the word really meant, we moved into our own room because HE wanted to be closer to me. He said he loved me and that he wanted to marry me one day, but I guess that was all a lie. I know I was young and I was still getting the grasp of everything. I at least thought I had the grasp of love and what it meant, but if this is what love is supposed to feel like I don’t want to ever experience it ever again. I ignored the age gap, I ignored the people that said to be careful, I ignored everything because I believed myself to be that in love with Alex.

I’m so sick of 17, where’s my fucking teenage dream

I came upon an open field and I made my way to it and I sat down and just let out everything. I screamed until I couldn’t anymore, I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore, my powers were going haywire, but I didn’t care. My throat was raw and my face was red and puffy. I looked like a mess and anyone who was just looking at me would think that someone may have died, but it was just me going through my first heartbreak. 

All I did was try my best. This the kinda thanks I get?

It was dark by the time I got back to the mansion and as soon as I walked through the door I was pulled into a hug by Raven. I didn’t have any reaction. I felt numb. 

“Y/N, where have you been?’’ She rushed out. 

“I had to clear my head.’’ I replied. 

“What happened?’’ She asked as we were walking our way to Charles' office. 

“I don’t even know.’’ I gloomily replied. 

Once we made it to Charles office and walked in I saw Alex, Hank, Charles, and Erik. 

‘’Y/N, are you okay? You just left without saying anything.’’ Hank asked. 

“Yeah, like I told Raven, I had to clear my head.” I replied. 

“Is everything okay?’’ Charles asked. 

“I don’t know.’’ I snapped. 

“You need to talk to us.’’ Erik said. 

“I don’t feel like talking and I won’t tell you what’s going on because what’s going on with Alex, and it is our business even if I wish I was dreaming. Just leave me alone.” I exclaimed before walking out. I caught the way they all turned to Alex for an explanation, but I didn’t stay long enough to hear what he would say. 

I wish I could disappear

I just needed to be numb. I made it to Alex and I’s room and I quickly gathered the things I would need and proceeded to go to my old room that thankfully hadn’t been taken by anyone. I closed and locked the door and fell onto my bed. 

I waited until everyone went to bed and then I walked to the kitchen to get a drink. I didn’t want to feel anything and I knew that drinking could help me with that. I don’t remember how many drinks I had in me, but I couldn’t see straight anymore and I clumsily made my way back to my old room. 

I quickly fell asleep thanks to the alcohol taking effect. I didn’t sleep well that night even with the drinks in my system. I just wish I could wake up from this nightmare. 

God, it's brutal out here

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I know I don't really have a tag list but I still want to tag the two most wonderful people ever who gave me the strength to start posting what I write <3

@swanimagines @harrysweasleys