well fuck how am i supposed to finish my benedict x oc fic now????? no one is more perfect for him than sophie baek UGHHHHH I love them

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well fuck how am i supposed to finish my benedict x oc fic now????? no one is more perfect for him than sophie baek UGHHHHH I love them
I GOT MY FIRST CHOICE OF UNIVERSITY!!!!! IM CRYING IM SO HAPPY 😭😭😭
look at her goooooo
*unable to breath* *squeaks* 🥺🥺🥺
fwoggy geowgie 🥺🐸
Bullying is not cool.
I’m actually not surprised that I have to bring this up. Disappointed, sure, but not surprised.
Hey, do you know that it’s not cool to degrade someone to feel good about yourself? I mean, ha, that’s a pretty asshole move and in other people’s eyes, you’re just downgrading yourself with them.
See, research has it that bullies have a specific aim on their targets. For example, bullies who come from an abusive home will target the ones who have a loving family. Or bullies who are insecure with themselves will target those who seem content with their lives. You- you see this pattern? No? Then let me break it down to you so you can understand.
Bullies aim for people who threaten them. Bullies aim for people who have what they want but they can’t have.
By bullying someone, you’re just projecting your own insecurities towards them. You’re an open book, mate, everyone can read you.
Does it feel good, making people feel terrible about themselves? Does it feel good, making someone feel so isolated and alone? Does it feel good, to eventually become the reason that someone had lost their life JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE NOT CONTENT WITH YOURS?
Bullying is not cool and is never the answer. I don’t care how old you are, whether a 10-year-old or a 78-year-old, if you bully someone willingly out of your own will and happy doing so, you’re not a good person in anyone’s book.
If you had bullied someone in the past and had resented it; good for you to acknowledge your mistakes, not everyone can be responsible for their past, unfortunately.
It doesn’t kill to be kind. It doesn’t kill to be respectful. But you know what does?
The thought that you are superior to anyone. So superior, that you can step on someone’s face and they’d let you. One day, that damaging mindset will backfire, and there’s no turning back from there.
The bottom line is; just stop bullying people. Whether in real life or on-screen, bullies are cowards and cowards will never proceed with their lives until everyone else is destroyed because of the bullies’ own insecurities. That’s how damaging it is. Stop feeling so uselessly brave behind a screen and spew out utter nonsense to people just because you find them annoying. Just shut up, and move on with your life.
It doesn’t hurt to be kind; we all need it at times like these. Be the person you want to be there for you, and stop projecting your energy on something so childish and bad like bullying or accusing or talking behind people’s backs.
Have a great day.
"Mr. Weasley?"
George turned around to see two men in suits looking at him, "Wha-" He cut himself as he turned his attention back to the phone call, "Freddie, I'll call you back."
"What? George, no, dON'T YOU DARE HANG UP—" BEEP.
"How do you know my name?" He asked them. "We're from the Ministry of Magic, come with us, sir, " One of them said. "Oh," George said, "May I see your badge then?"
The eerie silence that followed after gave George a bad feeling.
"Just come with us, and we'll tell you what's going on," They said, and began holding his arm each. "Hey, I can walk by myself," George gruffed as he tried to shrug off their hands from his arms. But their grip on him was too strong.
"Georgie!" The three of them turned around at the sudden feminine voice behind them, and George had to manually close his mouth at the sight of probably the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.
The woman in a red dress was smiling so brightly at him, and walked over to the men. She stood in front of George, cupped his face, and gave him a short, passionate kiss on the lips, "Godric, where have you been? My family's been waiting for you— Who are these men?" The woman turned to the peculiar men and waved them off as fast, "Ah, doesn't matter. If you'll excuse me, my fiancee and I are leaving."
As she looped her arm around George's and turned their backs on them walking away, the sweet smile on her lips vanished instantly and an urgent whisper left her lips to George's ear, "Run."
"Who are you? Who are they? What's going on?" "What's going on is that I'm saving your ass, so do as I say and run."
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a little blurb of a fic i'm writing!
let me know what you think 👀
i'm taking a short break from my studying (it's chemistry pls) and i had this blurb in my head for months.
lemme know what you think!
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"Fred," George called to his brother. "What?" Fred replied, not looking up from his phone; seemingly in the middle of a game.
Fred and George were in their room, doing their own activities. While most of the time during summer is spent by pranking their family members to suffocation, these are times where the twins want to slow down and do their own individual activities. George was laying on his bed, eyes to the ceiling; thinking, wondering and daydreaming while Fred is on his stomach, playing his mobile game on his bed; attentively, may i add.
"Do you think... If Y/N is from our universe, you think she would've liked me?" George asked, and Fred sighed, "George, she's a fictional character from a famous franchise. How would I know?"
George turned to his brother across him, their beds right across each other as George laid on his stomach, "C'mon, humor me a bit. You think she would've liked me?"
Fred rolled his eyes; knowing George won't stop bothering him for a while with this as he turned off his phone. "Well," he started with a sigh, "She's a witch who went to a boarding school of magic, had a lot of adventures with her friends and survived a war. Either she's real or not, she's too cool for you, Georgie."
George scoffed, "I'm cool enough!" he defended himself and Fred mockingly laughed, "Hah! Says the guy who edits his pictures with her and put it as a wallpaper."
George blushed, "I'll let you know it's a great edit and it looks real!" He huffed, instinctively looking down to his phone and see his lockscreen; which is indeed an edit of him and Y/N together.
"She's not real, George. Go out, play some grass or whatever, or date a real girl, instead of being in love with a fictional character," Fred groaned, looking at his stubborn brother.
"Easy for you to say, you big flirt," George mocked, "Real life girls disappoint me."
That caused Fred to snort, "Whatever, mate," he dismissed him as he turned back to his game, leaving George with his thoughts.
"But no, seriously," Fred groaned at those words, abrupting him from his game again. He looked at George, who smiled giddily to himself, "I have a shot with her, right? I mean, she's cool and badass but so gentle and funny. I'm pretty sure she would like a 6'3 ginger white boy, right?"
"George," Fred sighed and George instantly whined, "Freddie please! You're the only one in the house who knows what I'm talking about when it comes to Y/N!"
"Yeah, and that's because you forced me to watch all of the movies!" Fred deadpanned.
George looked at his brother dejectedly and grumbled a 'fine'. Fred quietly sighed as he watched George quietly sulking on his bed, turning on his back so he would face the ceiling again. It was silent for a while until Fred groaned internally at the growing guilt inside of him.
"For what it's worth," Fred sighed out, immediately catching George's attention, "If Y/N exist, you would've made a great couple. You would balance her out and she would encourage you to do things a little bit braver. Probably would be soft for you too, I don't know, or maybe she would banter with you playfully. Knowing Y/N, she'd definitely be happy being with you, Georgie."
George smiled as his heart began to soar, "You should be a fanfic writer, Freddie. That's good," He teased and laughed as Fred threw him a pillow, "Over my dead body, I will."
"She's still too cool for you," Fred finished before turning back to his game for the third time, hoping this time there won't be any disruptions. "Yeah, like Angelina Johnson is too cool for you," George sassed and was met with another pillow on his face, "Shut up."
George laid back on his bed, satisfied with Fred's words. But it's undeniable that his heart sunked as the realization occurs that Y/N Y/L/N is not real. At least, not in this universe.
'I don't care,' he thought, 'I love her, and that's all that matters.'
... Is it?
who the fuck needs therapy when you have emotional support best ginger boi george fuckin weasley