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My Heart, My Future

Prompts: ‘Hands clasped as you dance’ + ‘Ring slipping onto finger’ and “How long have you had this planned?" "Since the moment I fell in love with you." Requested By: Two different Anon's; combined requests.

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x GN!Reader

Warnings: None! Just a lot of fluff and romance (a couple kisses too)!

Words: 1.4k

General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @caswinchester2000, @imaginesfire Bridgerton Taglist: @magravenwrites, @fandomfoodiedancer, @girl-next-door-writes, @savagejane1

*I can't remember if engagement rings are a thing during this time/in the show, but just go with it.

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No matter how many times you attended a ball, you were always astounded at the amount of jewels, flowers and flowing gowns that surrounded you. The music was light and effortlessly flowed throughout the large home. People chatted and danced, girls glanced flirtatiously at the single men, hoping they would ask them to dance.

Your own eyes sought out a familiar head of dark hair in the crowd. As you spotted it, you smiled to yourself, but it faded quickly as you saw the concern and stressed look on the pairing face.

But as his eyes moved through the crowd, before landing on you, you felt a small wave of relief when his troubled face quickly turned into a gleaming smile as he spotted you.

Saying a quick goodbye to his brother Anthony, who had been beside him, he made his way to you. Meeting him halfway, you smiled brightly at him as you met. He gave you a quiet hello as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.

You slid your arm through his as you moved further into the room. "Is everything okay Ben? You seemed to be having a rather troubling conversation with Anthony."

Benedict gave you a quick look, in which you saw subtle surprise. He quickly hid it with a smile and a shake of the head. "Nothing you need to worry about my love, I assure you." You squinted at him a bit and he let out a soft laugh and pulled you toward him a little. "I promise."

You smiled lightly. "Alright, I'll believe you, for now."

During your first dance of the ball, you had already forgotten what had happened. You and Benedict shared fond and loving smiles as your hands were clasped tightly together, dancing around the ball-room. You talked about the ridiculous hats some of the mothers were wearing, the usual tricks younger girls used to gain the attentions of suitors, and laughed at your own private jokes.

After your first dance, the rest of the night went as per usual. You and Benedict danced multiple times, and you spent time talking with Daphne and Eloise. But continuously throughout the night, you could not stop troubling yourself with the apparent change in demeanor Benedict had.

All night, he glanced nervously around him, the shared looks he had between his brothers seemed to hold secrets you could not understand. You knew something was happening, but what you did not know, was why Benedict would not tell you. You told each other everything, you had since before you ever started courting.

Flinching slightly when a hand settled on your back, you let out a soft relief sigh when you met Benedict's eyes. He laid out his hand and smiled at you. "One more dance?"

You smiled and nodded as you took his hand, following him into the adjacent room. As the dance began, you decided to ask him one more time if everything was alright.

As you met in the middle of the dance, you quickly spoke, though quietly so no one nearby would hear. "Are you sure everything is alright Ben?"

Ben watched you with a look of indecision as you separated, watching each other as you danced around the others. When you met again, he whispered to you. "Am I really that obvious?"

You smiled softly and met his eyes. "Only to me."

He smiled in return, and you stepped back from each other again. Your eyes kept catching each other as you moved through the dance. You spared each changing partner a smile, but you waited impatiently for when you and Benedict would meet again.

When you did, the song was coming to an end, and Benedict whispered in your ear. "Take a walk with me in the garden?"

You nodded softly, and when the dance ended, you slowly left the house together. You began to stroll the well lit garden together, a few couples and groups nearby.

"So?" You finally asked when you were a distance away from anyone.

"So." He breathed out, and you could tell there was something important coming.

Stopping abruptly, he turned, looking around. He made sure no one was watching before he quickly grabbed your hand and dragged you down a nearby path.

A few turns later, you were deeper within the garden, it was not as well lit, and the sound of the ball was faint. "Dear God Ben, what is it?" You asked almost panicked.

Before you could say more, Benedict pulled you towards him, into an abrupt and deep kiss. For a moment, you got lost in the moment, forgetting where you were, and why you had separated yourself from the crowd.

When he pulled away a few moments later, you were both breathless. He stared into your eyes, and you saw his thoughts turning. "Benedict, what's going on?" You asked softly.

You saw his lip turn up slightly as he stared deeply into your eyes. "I love you." He said softly.

He saw confusion cover your face as you shook your head. "I know that Ben. You're worrying me, what's happening, talk to me."

He let out a soft laugh as he gently placed his hand on the side of your face. "I'm sorry for worrying you, I have no intention of doing so. I promise nothing bad is happening."

"What about the nervous looks, and the hushed conversations with your brothers?"

"That was all about this." He said as he motioned to around you.

You looked around the darkened garden, before meeting his eyes again and letting out a soft laugh. "What?"

"Wanting to get you alone." He took a step back, as he pulled something out of his pocket. Your heart began to race as you began to realize what was happening. Seeing him pull a ring from his pocket, your breath hitched in your throat as you met his eyes again.

"The nervous looks and hushed conversations were me trying to figure out when the best time to get you alone was." He raised his hand, and you saw the ring fully.

You let out a shaky breath as you met his eyes. "Ben. How long have you had this planned?"

He smiled softly "Since the moment I fell in love with you." He continued, his voice clearly nervous. "I've loved you for years. Even before I finally found the courage to ask if I could court you. In all honestly, I knew I wanted to marry you since we were children." You both chuckled softly. "When I learned that you had felt the same for just as long, I felt as though I wasted so much time. But I don't want to wait anymore. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I don't want to wait for moments alone when I can truly show how I feel about you. I want everyone to know, to see how truly happy we are. You hold my heart, you are my heart, my future. Will you marry me?"

You hadn't noticed the tears that filled your eyes as he spoke, or the utter joy that filled your heart as it beat heavily in your chest. You could barely find your voice as you nodded your head. "Yes, of course I will marry you Benedict. Nothing could stop me."

A grin spread across his face as he grabbed your hand. You watched as he slid the ring onto your finger. Lifting your hand up, he pressed a kiss to your hand.

Quickly, you threw your arms around his neck, and his arms wrapped around your waist as you embraced. "I love you Ben." You said softly into his ear.

Pulling away, he brought his hands to your face, as he wiped away a stray tear. "I love you more." You met in a deep and passionate kiss as you held each other, embracing the pure moments of happiness that wrapped around you.

You weren't sure how long passed before you finally made your way back towards the ball, hands intertwined. Your ring was no longer on your hand, but tucked away safely. You did not wish your moment of bliss to be interrupted with congratulations and wedding plans just yet.

That would be saved for the next day, when you could announce it to your families respectively, but just for now, it would be a secret happiness kept between you. Well, as well as between Anthony and Colin, who, upon seeing your entrance back into the ball, and the looks of hidden joy on your faces, knew Benedict had succeeded.

xx End xx

Heartbreak Hotel|| Colby Brock

A/N This is something I wrote when I had been rejected by someone who I really liked, I just let my feeling flow and I thought you guys might enjoy reading this. Also everything that is in bold is something that I thought about saying/did say during that situation.

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“Hey Devyn, what’s up?’’ I asked as I picked up my phone.

“I was wondering if you wanted to come to the trap house and a have a girls night with me, cassie, tara, and kat?’’ She asked through the phone.

“Sure, let me just get some things together and I’ll be there.’’ I replied.

“Okay, see you soon.’’ She said before she hung up.

I quickly got a small overnight bag together with everything I would need and then I left my apartment, got into my car, and started making my way to the trap house. It didn’t take me long to get there so I got out of my car and texted Devyn that I was here and she quickly came and let me in.

“Hey Hads.’’ She said smiling at me.

“Hey.’’ I said smiling back at her.

I walked in and suddenly the memories hit me, the thing was that I hadn’t been to this house in a long time, not since Colby rejected me.

“Hey Colby, can we talk please?’’ I asked as he was sitting in the living room with Kat and Sam.

“Sure.’’ He said giving me a smile.

Once we got to a more private place to talk I looked away from him and tried to calm myself down.

“What’s up?” He asked.

“Okay so umm I kinda like you and I haven’t been wanting to tell you for the fear that you’ll hate me or something stupid like that, but I can’t seem to get over it and I don’t know what to do.’’ I said looking down.

“Oh, Hadleigh-’’ Colby started but I could tell where it was going so I cut him off.

“It’s okay, I’m used to rejection.” I said with tears brimming my eyes.

“I’m sorry.’’ He said. I could tell he was actually sorry but I let my emotions speak for me.

“Funny you say you're sorry for rejecting me, yet i’m the one who is currently in tears” I said as the tears fell.

“Hadleigh-’’ Colby said, trying to reach out for me but I stepped away from him and made my way back to where Kat and Sam were.

They both looked up at me and had questioning looks on their faces but I didn’t say anything other than goodbye before I made my way out to my car. I quickly drove off, but my tears were making it hard to see anything so I pulled over to the side of the road and had a mini breakdown.

“God fuck you for hurting me.’’ I said to no one but myself

Before the memory could take me anywhere else I was pulled into a hug by Devyn who just gave me a knowing look.

“I know it’s hard, but we are going to be in my room the entire night and you guys won’t have to see each other.’’ She said, giving me a comforting squeeze.

“I’m okay, it just hit me like a ton of bricks.’’ I breathed out as we made our way up to her room.

“I know.’’ She said, giving me a small smile.

“Anyway let’s get this girls night started.’’ I said changing the subject.

“Yes!” Devyn exclaimed.

The thing is when we got to her room the girls weren’t in there, only one person, the one person who hurt me. I turned around the leave but Deyvn pushed me forward as if she was forcing us to talk.

“Neither of you guys can leave this room until you talk, I am sick of seeing you cry Hadleigh.’’ Devyn said from behind the door.

“She’s right, we need to talk.’’ Colby spoke up.

“Sorry I wasn’t good enough. I guess it’s my best trait.’’ I said. I wasn’t in the mood to make things right. Right now I need to wallow in the heartbreak because it only makes you stronger.

“Hadleigh don’t say that.’’ Colby said.

“Well, why else did you reject me?’’ I snapped, I quickly regretted it but there was nothing I could do now.

“Why does it sound like you hate me?’’ He snapped back. I didn’t know what to say so we both just sat there in silence for a bit.

“I don’t hate you for rejecting me. I hate myself for thinking I had a chance with you, I hate myself for falling for you. I hate myself for the pain I am going through without you right now” I said after a moment of silence.

“I should be mad at you, but I just can’t make myself do that.’’ I added. It was obvious that I still didn’t hate him after all of this.

“Hads, you are going to have so many chances to fall in love with someone who will love you for everything you are.’’ Colby said walking close to me which caused me to take three steps back.

“Yeah I’m gonna have so many chances to fall in love so why can’t I get over you?’’ I questioned.

“I don’t know.’’ He replied.

“Neither do I. If I did I wouldn’t be so broken and hurt right now. I mean why did I fall for you in the first place when all you do is hurt me?’’ I said laughing bitterly.

“I wish I knew, I may not have those kind of feelings for you, but I still consider you to be a good friend and I never want to see you hurt.’’ He said trying to reach for me again but I shook my head at him.

“Colby don’t. You don’t even know how much pain I am going through right now like sure, depression sucks and it’s something I would never want to go through, but right now I would pick that over going through heartbreak” I said as the tears started falling again.

“Please stop trying to fix this. I’ll be fine, but not any time soon. I need to wallow in this for as long as I can because I know it’s only going to make me stronger in the end. Now if you will excuse me I am going to go.’’ I said before turning and walking out of Devyn’s room.

I didn’t bother to stay and talk about what just happened. I couldn’t even blame Devyn and whoever else for doing this. I know they were just looking out for me and trying to make me feel better. When I got in my car I just sat there for a second going over everything and wondering what I did wrong to make him not feel the same way about me.

“Heartbreak Hotel, room for one.’’ I mumbled as I pulled out of the driveway. I knew that I needed to get far away from all of this for a second and so without looking back I went to my apartment, packed a bag, and booked a plane ticket.

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Hi lovelies, I hope you enjoyed reading this. Normally I will be doing x readers but I wanted to just post this as is so you guys can see what my writing style is like. <3

Alina: *summons the sun*

Kaz Brekker: *does a magic coin trick* We all know shit, you ain't special.

imagine the kaz x darkling faceoff but its like, a wild west thing

darkling: theres only room for one little emo boy in this here town

kaz: you think you can out-emo me? My mother is Ketterdam. She birthed me in the harbor. My father is profit. I honor him daily. You are nothing but an Old Man.

*music intensifies as they glare at each other*

and then they walk ten paces away, close their eyes and count to ten or whatever people do and kaz walks up behind him while he's still counting and whacks him with his cane

happy first Bella From Twilight Depression Month

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How do you fall back in love with life?

clean your room.  clean space, uncluttered space, space that doesn’t have miasma clinging to it can work wonders.  clean the dishes.  sweep.  take out the trash.  peel the clothes off the floor and wash them, and then actually fold/hang them.  take a long shower.  scrub behind your knees.  brush your teeth.  (this can be utterly exhausting, but try to get it done in a day, if you can.  the end result is worth it.)

pull out your notebook.  it doesn’t need to be a new notebook, but preferably one that you don’t usually write in, or that you haven’t touched in a while.  fuck moleskins.  the yellow legal pad will work fine.  sit in your room, or in the park, or in the library, and write a list.  count clouds.  describe all the colors that you see, and note patterns that arise.  sketch the cracks in the walls.  note the shape light makes when it enters a space.  talk about what the air tastes like, smells like.  what sounds are there?  even the white nose, break that down: air planes, fans, cicadas, anything.  remind yourself that you are sitting in the middle of a space brimming with detail.  remind yourself that you are not in nothingness and emptiness.  your world is fathomless.  it has potential.

drink cold water and try to eat something that isn’t processed.  it does not need to be fancy.  buy yourself an apple with the change between your couch cushions.  eat it outside.  if you’re someone who walks, walk somewhere afterwards, just to stretch your legs.  take your fucking meds.  remember that its a good thing that you are inside your body.  your body is a fantastic and endlessly intricate machine, and even though society has smacked a bunch of poisonous ideas on it, that doesn’t change its inherent worth and splendor.  take care of it.

read a novel.  underline your favorite lines, and write phrases that twist your heart inside your chest on the back of your hand with an ink pen.  read a novel like it’s poetry.  read poetry, something decadent but unpretentious.  watch a movie you haven’t seen before.  if there are free art galleries near you, walk through one.  take your time.  let yourself bask.  if there are patterns in what makes your soul ache, write those patterns down – marbles arches or soot crumbling bricks or dandelions or descriptions of dresses or whatever it is, write them down.

your chosen family is important.  remember, they picked you as much as you picked them.  the love has no obligation.  it is given freely and it is given from a place of compassion.  you are not a burden.  if you need to breathe, take a minute by yourself and just exist, but remember to go back to your people.  when they need you, listen and be gracious.  always be gracious.  the universe sometimes remembers things like that.

listen to new music.  link jump on youtube or related artist jump on spotify or ask the chap beside you in the cafe what their favorite band is, and listen to that.  listen to something that you don’t usually listen to.  we tend to tie up a lot of memory with music.  we are falling in love again.  the soundtrack needs to be specific to that.  

allow yourself to indulge in romantics.  press flowers in old books.  play movies with subtitles and mouth the words.  dance in your room.  wear something that makes you feel good, even if you wouldn’t wear it in public.  write your chosen family letters, even if you hand deliver them.  write poetry, even awful poetry.  revel in its awfulness.  eat dark chocolate and when your chosen family want to go out, try to go out with them sometimes, even if its just to the market.  

Enough For You || Alex Summers  

Welcome my loves to part 3 of my 11 part Alex Summer imagines series! If you haven't read parts 1 and 2 I will link them here but if for some reason the link isn't working they will be linked on my pinned post on my account!

I hope you enjoy xx

-VoidRanboo

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It had been a week since Alex and I had broken up and it went around the entire mansion and no one liked being in a room with Alex and I. I had stopped drinking after Charles talked to me about how bad I had gotten. I knew that it was getting bad, but without it I was a mess. I tried to look okay in front of everyone else, but even that was getting hard. 

Today I knew that I had to help Alex teach a class since our powers worked well with each other. I had gotten out of bed and decided to actually look good for once. I put on my favorite pair of black skinny jeans and my favorite band shirt. I decided to not put on makeup though.

I wore make-up when we dated 'Cause I thought you'd like me more

I never really wore these kind of things when Alex and I dated, sure I knew he wouldn’t care, but I always tried to be someone I’m not and maybe that’s where everything went wrong. Before I knew it I had started crying and I just couldn’t stop. 

Tried so hard to be everything that you like

After I had cried for a few more minutes I made my way to the bunker where we were teaching students with powers like Alex and I have. When I made it down there I saw that I had gotten there before Alex or the kids so I walked into the bunker and was just messing around with my powers until I heard a female laugh and she didn’t sound like a kid so I walked out of the bunker to see Alex and someone I had never met. I guess this is the new girl. 

You found someone more exciting

“Oh hey Y/N.’’ Alex said, trying to give me a small smile. 

“Hey.’’ I said, trying to smile as well. 

“Hi, I’m Juliet.’’ She said, giving me a sickly sweet smile. 

I knew that she knew who I was and I could play that game too. I would rather cry when people aren’t there. 

“Hi.’’ I gave her a sarcastic smile back.

“Juliet has powers too that are a good mix of both of ours so I thought she could help us teach this class.” Alex explained. 

“Well, if she has powers like mine why don’t I just leave you too it.’’ I somewhat snapped. I can’t believe he thought this was a good idea. I guess he really wanted to replace me in all ways. 

And you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong

I made it out of the bunker and walked right to Charles' office where I got a shocked and surprised look.

“He thought it would best if his girlfriend helped us teach the class and I wasn’t going to stick around for that.’’ I said before he could say something. 

“It’s okay Y/N, you have the day off.’’ He said, giving me a smile. 

“Thank you.’’ I said before walking out of his office. 

'Cause all I ever wanted was to be enough

I made it back to my room and grabbed my jacket and the keys to my car before I left the mansion. I didn’t exactly want to stay there right now and I thought it would be best to go on a drive and get all of the negative thoughts out of my mind. 

But don't tell me you're sorry, boy feel sorry for yourself

After driving around for a few hours I realized that it’s not my fault that Alex couldn’t see how much I loved him. I wasn’t going to sabotage his relationship, but I wasn’t going to stick around to watch it. I pulled back into the mansion and walked right to my room and started packing my bags. 

No, nothing's enough for you

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