Good 4 You|| Alex Summers 

aaaaAAAAaah? what would dating alex summers be like, maybe a head canon or whatever ur feelin but please.,,... please. i love that boy sm

can i just say lucas till/alex is like the hottest man meat made on land and oh my god i had this fucking huge crush on him in first class i mean damn a broken man who clearly has trust issues and a little misunderstood and a bit of an ass who means well but sdgHFUCKING LOOK AT HIM THAT SEXY SMIRK - 

- let’s get this straight. he’s a fucking pre-schooler okay. like, he looks like he could eat you up like you’re a FINE ASS FRENCH DESSERT but he’s literally that one shitty punk in kindergarten who pulls on your pigtails to tell you that he likes you

- a fucking real life tsundere like how does this even happen

- please be forewarned that if he insults you he probably likes you

- like “hah you’re so short babe you could be my armrest” or “man your eyes are fucking huge” or “your hair is a messs HAHAHAHAHA”

- translation: “you’re really cute i like how short you are and no i didn’t mean to offend you!!!” “i love your eyes they’re so big and beautiful i feel like i can drown in them” “god i love your fucking hair it looks like you just got fuc -”

- tries to act like a “bad boy” but is actually a dorky little shit who tries to act cool to impress you but just comes off as shy little jock who just wants to protect his friends

- lemme tell you thIS BOI IS A FUCKING MESS AROUND YOU GOSH PLS PROTEC HIM - 

- “alex? you okay? you’re really red” “m-MEE??? RED??? don’t be dumb it’s just the lighting ahHAHAAHAHAH” “you’re burning up too” “?????i have cancer”

- is SUPER AWKWARD AROUND YOU LIKE - 

- not just “oh-i-kinda-broke-your-window-with-my-laser-powers” awkward but “peter-maximoff-trying-to-tell-erik-he’s-his-son” awkward

- literally took him six fucking months to tell you he’s in love with you

- “oh hey alex, whats up?” “u-u-uh n-nothing j-just wanted to t-tell you that I-l-l-l-love -” “???” “ - PEANUTS. I LOVE PEANUTS” 

- even when he finally confessed to you it still takes him another six months to find the balls to tell it to you again

- tries to act cool around you during target practice except he gets distracted by you bending over and fucking blasts a hole the size of the Hulk onto the wall

- “professor i didn’t mean -” “i’m not even mad, i’m just impressed”

- professor charles blushes every time he skims through alex’s mind because it’s literally full of teenage hormones and fantasies about his face in between your thighs lmao

- alex is VERY paranoid about his affections

- like it’s not like he’s ashamed of you being affectionate with him but he’s properly terrified of feeling overwhelmed and losing control of his powers and blasting you into fucking road kill

- “are you implying you get turned on from hugs?” “….” “……alex?”

- alex summers is the ultimate stereotype of an overly-protective boyfriend

- “oh my god alex did you get into a fight again???” “…he was looking at you funny” “aLEX HE WAS ASKING FOR DIRECTIONS” “HE WAS LOOKING YOU UP I’M SORRY THAT I ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT YOUR SAFETY”

- he has his cute moments. stares at you with his face flushing red and lacing his rough, calloused fingers through yours and pressing your foreheads together and trying his best to control himself from starting something with you

- “hehe, alex you’re really warm” “…..shut up babe”

- again i will reiterate: he considers you one of the best things he’s ever had since solitary confinement and will literally fucking fight for you 

- “that’s cute and all but i’m not ignoring the fact that you tried to toast bread with a laser” “….seriously?” “seriously, alex. use a fucking toaster”

- when he’s going through a bad drean he pulls you into his chest and wraps his arms around yours and just holds you close and noses his face into your neck and doesn’t let up until he falls asleep

- you’ve told him how much your heart flutters when you see him smile or smirk and he uses it against you every time he’s about to lose an argument

- “…that’s not fair you know i can’t deny you when you do THAT” “get used to it, babe :)”

- there are times when he just rambles on and jokes about dumb stuff like hank’s feet or erik’s smile but most of the time he goes radio silent and doesn’t want to do anything else but just hang around you

- you find it a little strange but when he’s with you he just sits in a corner and reads a book and only looks up in panic when you’re about to leave

- “….i like hanging around you….it feels nice.” “well i’m gonna go and make a sandwich, wanna come?” “….okay”

- likes cornering you and pinning you against the wall and smirking at you just to see your reaction

- you always give him this impassive “seriously alex?” look every time he tries that and he fucking stAMMERS and BLUSHES and he’s like “fuck my life why did i do that now i look like a total fucking loser -” and almost doesn’t realize it when you lean up to him and press a chaste kiss to his lips

- he just fucking stares jaw-slacked at you as you flick his nose and go “i don’t mind you acting like bad boy havok but i think i like my cute dorky alex summers better” and fucking walks off with a sashay to your hips and alex just outright staring at your ass while touching his lips with his fingers 

- he chases you and kisses you so hard you hit your head afterwards lmao

fuck i love him

Lafayette: I’m-

Me: TAKINGTHISHORSEBYTHEREINGMAKINGREDCOATSREDDERWITHBLOODSTAINDLAFAYETTEANDIMNEVERGONNASTOPUNTILIMAKEEMDROPBURNEMUPTHENSCATTERTHEIRREMAINSIMLAFAYETTEWATCHMEENGAGINIMENRENGINGEMIMESCAPINGIMAWIGOTOFRANCEFORMOREFUNDAANDICOMEBACKWITHMOREGUNSANDSHIPS-

We are already swooning over Freddy Carter but like, actually imagine. The. Kaz. Brekker. in. action. on. screen *swoons even more*

Ugh it’s one of those nights where I wanna read a doctor who fan fiction and I had one in mind, but now I can’t find it and either the author deleted it or I never added it to my library but I’ve been on such a man hunt for it and still no luck which sucks because I can still recall details from that book and I wanna read it so bad.

Me: *knowing my relationship with James McAvoy is nonexistent*

Me going for it anyway:

me: i watch this show for the plot the plot: 

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

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(insp.)

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.”

Happy Birthday hun! i know it’s kinda late coming from me but i love you so much and i hope that you had an amazing birthday! your writing and your kindness are truly unmatched and i’m so glad that one day i decided to read Kaz Brekker imagines because it brought me you!! 🖤🖤

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!

Today on 7th of May, I have been breathing on Earth for 27 years!

Ok I'll admit, I made and scheduled this post over a month prior and just have tagged more people as I remember them or have gotten new moots...

I'll be doing a birthday video mashup thing for today too as it was so fun to do last year 💞 I don't really expect gifts this year though because the new Tumblr post editor system is infuriating, but I love getting birthday wishes anyway and it's nice to babble and answer to those on camera and show you what was my reaction on your wish. (You can ask stuff too if you want me to answer them on video)

Sometimes I'd want to see my friends' reaction on their wishes/gifts from me tbh 😄

Some friends and moots who have been keeping me afloat with their messages, awesome feedback and writing (and yes I'm forgetting some people, I'm sure of it):

@supervalcsi @carolinesbookworld @cactiem @imaginesbymk @druiigg @emcon-imagines @randomfandomimagine @moonlit-imagines @murswrites @retvenkos @writseo @fanficsfromyesteryear @fangirlings-things @musicallisto @thereagles @myheartrevealed @brekkers-desigirl @sheimagineddragons @sophies-crow-club @danaewrites @dancingwith-sunflowers @benedictbridgertonss @scandalous-chaos @mirclealignr @interv4ls @x-whyareyoureadingthis-x (almost tagged your other blog but you apparently didn't see my last tag either so) @locke-writes @sunny-reys @asherhunterx @raven-is-a-writer @captainshazamerica @ellora-brekker @phantomofhogwarts @imabirrrb @writerdream22 @ajokeformur-ray @mysoftboybensolo @thedelusionreaderbitch @jae-the-menace @fanficsfromyesteryear @misssociopath @the-mechanical-angel @bey0nd-1he-stars @trfanglophile @jexnrey @animalistic0

Also some moots I haven't really interacted with (because I'm too shy to break the ice 😬) but whose writing I know I'll adore once a fic interesting to me comes across (and whose older writing I'm planning to check out properly too) and who I also know to be awesome people from seeing them interacting with other people on my dash:

@mystic-writings @desireav @thatfangirl42 @ladyvesuvia @the-and-sign-anon