#dearabsolutelynoone

[thedukeofhastingssexyrobe]

Give credit where credit is due!!!!

-If you enjoy someone's content don't save and repost it as your own, like and reblog it!!

-If you want to share a gifset, meta, fanfic, meme, crackpost, shitpot... made by someone else with your followers, the reblog button allows you to do that. It also allows you to share your own thoughts if you feel like it while reblogging and you can even add as many tags as you want.

The best way to share "something" you like but didn't create with your followers is and will always be "to reblog it from the original poster".

I'm making this post because there's a blogger who doesn't reblog original posters posts, but has been posting several gifsets based on gifs posted by multiple gif makers or the same gif maker from different posts as her own and IT'S NOT OK.

DO NOT SAVE AND REPOST GIFS, because it takes away the credit from the bloggers who spent THEIR TIME, I said "THEIR" TIME ... creating them. Have some respect for the people that created what you want to repost. If you like it hit the REBLOG BUTTON. Show the content creators you appreciate their work. DO NOT REPOST. If you want content creators to keep your dash and the tags alive reblog and do not repost their work as YOUR OWN!!

I personally don't mind fanfic writers, meta writers, shitposters...using one or two of my gifs if they want to illustrate their text posts ( just add a lil credit and it'll be perfect).

I THOUGHT WE ALL KNEW THAT REPOSTING WASN'T OK!!! I HONESTLY DIDNT WANT TO MAKE THIS POST BUT I HAD TO BECAUSE THAT BLOGGER HAS BEEN DOING IT FOR DAYS. AND IT'S NOT COOL. @dearabsolutelynoone Your last gifset has 9 gifs and 6 of those 9 gifs are mine. You are free to reblog if you like the gifs but Please stop reposting them!!! If you want to post gifsets do as everyone else does, make your own gifs.

[mahlikes]

#oh we’re so back #kanthony stans RISE #GOODBYE ANGST HELLO MARTIAL BLISS #shondaland did this for ME #spring 2024 pls come fast so I can make these two my entire personality #i’m about to be so annoying

Simone Ashley and Jonathan Bailey for ‘Bridgerton’ Season 3

[quinneybee]

i don’t want the wound to close.

this pain is the adhesive

keeping fragments of the self

tethered to one another.

[interstellarflare]

I am cooking..................................

Here's a sneak peak at my next planned series for all you 'A Cinderella Story' lovers out there. You are not prepared....😇

Gif by @dearabsolutelynoone

"You have no idea what it is like to be a tarnished jewel in a room of diamonds. You do not know what it is like to be constantly looked over, in favour of those who shine brightest. All I have ever wanted is to be the object of your eye, for you to look at me the way you look at Cressida..."

"You have no idea what you are asking of me-"

"I ask nothing of you!" You cried, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. The stinging sensation forced you to blink, your heart aching with every breath you took. Your chest felt heavy, a small choked sob breaking through your lips as you trembled. It was raining heavier now, your dress and coat soaked right through. You hugged your arms close to your body, sniffling softly.

"I have loved you for so long, Benedict. My heart has always been yours, but you have never truly seen me. I have spent two seasons as nothing more than a wallflower, constantly looked over and never truly valued, never truly loved...when you called on me that day, my heart soared. I felt as if a fairytale was coming true, that perhaps you felt something for me as I did you. But you only called on me to tell me you were courting...her, and it was then I realised that you would never see me that way-"

"Y/n-"

"I understand that our friendship means the world to you..." You choked, the taste of bile forming in your mouth as you spat the word harshly "...but I cannot in good conscience, continue to be your friend when my heart yearns for you, when I crave your touch so much that it hurts...when I know you will never return these feelings."

Your watery gaze met Benedicts, your heart breaking when you realised how dishevelled he looked. His dark brown hair now black in the rain, stray strands sticking to his forehead as his soft blue eyes searched your face desperately. His green coat had turned a darker shade, the velvet damp and likely now ruined. He released a choked breath, his shoulders falling as he spoke confusedly. "What are you saying?" He asked lowly, his voice soft and breaking, hinting at what your next words would be. He really didn't want you to say it.

Your lips parted, breathing in shakily as you tried to hold yourself tall. You didn't want it to end like this, you didn't want to let go. You swallowed thickly, the lump in your throat choking you as you replied "...I'm saying this is-"

Benedict closed the distance, cupping both sides of your face as he smashed his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. Your eyes squeezed closed as you savoured this moment, the feeling of his lips against yours, his hands now tangled in your hair. The feeling of your heart breaking in two. You brought your hands up to steady yourself against his chest, grasping his coat collar greedily as Benedict deepened the kiss. His tongue clashed with yours desperately, you allowed youself to get caught up in the feeling of him before you gently pulled away, resting your forehead against his as you panted heavily.

"Please...don't say it" Benedict begged, his voice low and barely above a whisper. Another choked sob escaped you as you met his eyes, your heart aching as your grip on his coat loosened.

"Goodbye, Ben".

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[repostersource]

If you know who some of these gifs belong to, please provide the links.

Hi FYI

There is a bridgerton gifs reposter 😠

@dearabsolutelynoone

hey, thank you for bringing this to our attention. we have already had this blog blocked so just a heads up to other bridgerton gifmakers / blogs!

@repostersource

[newtonsheffield]

https://at.tumblr.com/dearabsolutelynoone/simone-and-jonny-behind-the-scenes-of-bridgerton/zfq8a1hy65ez

Could this be Kate and Anthony in their own little world while the Bridgertons look on, a little bit awed to see the effect kate has had on him?

See I think this could be Kate and Anthony, back at Aubrey Hall, waiting the few days it took to organise their wedding, and Kate and Anthony seem to spend their time huddled together.

Violet knew it wasn't polite to stare. How many times had her mother told her that when she'd sat in church and looked around at the other people in the village? Her mother had run her finger down Violet's spine with a gentle, Shoulders back, Darling. It's not polite to stare.

But was it... so very rude if one of the people you were staring at was your own son? Surely it wasn't. Surely that was permissible. Surely. Even if the other person you were staring at was a young lady. Surely you were allowed to stare then. Especially if the two of them were sat on a bench on the lawn, their heads together, giggling like children.

Violet had noticed a change in Anthony, from the moment he'd entered the drawing the morning after the Featherington ball with a small smile on his lips, fully dressed as though he'd already been out.

"Terribly early for you, dearest." Violet had said, peering up at him as he sashayed about the room a little nervously. "And where on earth did you run off to last night. I didn't see you after your-"

"Mother, I have been out this morning." Anthony finally managed to huff out, coming to a halt in front of her.

"Yes... Darling, I thought you might have been." Violet said slowly.

"I have been out, securing an arrangement that I- somewhat informally, and perhaps a little inappropriately given the circumstances, entered into last night."

Violet stilled, her heart stopping, "What sort of-?"

"I'm going to be married, Mother." Anthony said brusquely, "I... realise this might seem quite sudden, but there were certain time constraints and of course you had wished me to marry so I hope you can find your way to being very happy for me."

Her heart sank, "Oh, Anthony, I hope you've not-"

"I think it best to have the ceremony quite quickly." Anthony continued on. "There will be quite a lot of talk you see, and with Autumn coming Aubrey Hall will be-"

"Autumn coming?" Violet could hardly keep up, her mind still pondering over whom he'd rushed into an engagement with apparently last night. Surely it wasn't-

"Yes, Autumn." Anthony raised his eyebrows at her as though he thought she'd taken leave of her senses. "The... sort of prelude to Winter. The air gets cold, and the leaves fall off trees and... it's generally not as nice a time of year as summer for a wedding."

Violet tutted impatiently, "I have seen many Autumns, thank you, Anthony. I'm more so concerned with whom you'll be marrying in this ceremony you're so worried about being ruined by falling leaves."

Anthony looked at her incredulously, blinking several times. "I... had thought it was rather obvious."

Violet sighed, "Perhaps I once would have thought so but given recent events I'm going to need you to be rather clearer."

Anthony sighed impatiently, a small smile on his face as he turned the ring on his pinky finger, and he looked so much younger, when he looked up at her, finally. "Last night, Miss Kate Sharma agreed to be my wife."

"Oh, Darling, I am so happy for you." She'd leapt forward embracing her son tightly, his voice tiny when he whispered against her,

"I'm very happy as well."

She had hardly recognised her son since. Or perhaps she recognised him too well as the man who'd disappeared when his father had died and this new, stoic man had taken his place. He had practically been jumping up and down with excitement as they stood in the drive of Aubrey Hall, waiting for the Danbury carriage to arrive, darting forward practically pushing the footman out of the way to open the door himself.

They'd all stared at him as his hand tightened on hers and he helped her down, ignoring Lady Mary and Lady Danbury as well as her sister who rolled her eyes good-naturedly and shook her head while Anthony smiled softly, exchanging words none of them could hear, spoken in soft, tender voices as Anthony brandished a bouquet of tulips eagerly at her, ones Violet had caught him picking himself only minutes ago.

"Anthony, enough now." Violet had called out, clearing her throat as he had leaned in towards his intended clearly forgetting where they were. Kate had flushed a little turning away while Anthony gave Violet an irritated expression.

Violet had sat with Kate Sharma, watching her curiously, chuckling a little at how similar she and Anthony were in truth, chuckling even more as she watched the young lady hesitantly hold her tea cup to her lips.

"You're not fond of tea, are you, Miss Sharma?"

Kate startled, turning towards her with wide eyes, "I... I am, very fond of tea, Lady Bridgerton, I... perhaps not- that is to say-"

"Not my tea." Violet chuckled, waving her off, "It's alright, darling, you needn't be worried about offending me. You'll be the lady of the house, very soon and my opinion will not matter at all."

"I intend to be a very good wife to him." She looked nervous, the poor girl, "I realise... we've caused quite a bit of trouble, but I'm... quite gifted at mathematics and balancing a household and I-"

"You love Anthony." Violet cut her off, taking a sip of her tea. "Rather a lot I should think, given the... dramatics you've put up with from him."

Kate nodded, smiling a little, "In fairness to him, there were rather a lot of dramatics on my behalf as well."

"Kate, I had thought we-!" Anthony had burst into the room excitedly, his hair a little mussed, flushing when he caught sight of his mother. "Oh! I- I Mother, I-"

"I was just leaving, Anthony." Violet sighed, "Perhaps I can leave the two of you unchaperoned for a few moments."

Every day since she had caught Anthony practically racing through his work, the rest of the day spent following Kate around like a tiny puppy with a bright smile on his face and she just... couldn't stop staring at the difference in him.

"What are we staring at?" Benedict's voice was close by her ear, startling her a little. "Oh, are we making fun of Anthony?"

Violet swatted at her son, "No, I was just thinking they make a very sweet couple."

Kate leaned in, whispering something in his ear that made Anthony laugh boisterously, his head thrown back, his eyes bright.

"His smile's... unnerving." Benedict mused, "This morning, he clapped me on the shoulder and said Is this not the most beautiful morning you've ever seen?! I had to check twice to make sure it was him."

"He's happy." Violet hummed, "I think it's sweet."

"I'm not sure. I've not seen that cranky duck face he makes in weeks." Benedict sighed, "I think I shall have to make fun of him. Set things to rights."

"Benedict, I forbid you. He's worked so hard, and they're so happy."

Benedict grinned, "I was only, going to paint him a little portrait of a tiny little Anthony, with that brow crease. Our future overlord. The fruit of his-"

"Oh wouldn't that be sweet." Violet hummed, her heart hammering, "When he was little he used to follow your Papa around holding onto the back of his jacket and I think truly that's why we ended up having Daph-"

"Mother!"

"Oh stop, he was very sweet, you both were."

"If this is how Anthony's happy marriage is going to make you, I'm calling out to them to stop."

"You will not Benedict."

He threw the window open, "Anthony! Mother's spying on-"

And well, perhaps staring wasn't polite, but it was far more dignified than having to duck out of sight when your son and his fiancée turned towards you.

[iboopedyournose]

Was tagged by @faye-tale to make a mood board from my camera role. Thank you my love 💕

I call it “Trying To Figure Out My Fucking Senior Collection” ✨You’ll notice it’s a chaotic disaster 🙃🙃

And yes my boys are in there bc I procrastinate by being thirsty af for them 🫶🏻

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[quinneybee]

sometimes i want to split myself open,

show everyone the scars on the inside

so they know why i’m fighting so hard

to be okay

[quinneybee]

crack and shatter the ice around me

be the fire my soul needs to be warm

just hold me and tell me i’ll be okay

please

[quinneybee]

[quinneybee]

there is little meaning

to an existence

you didn’t fight for

[quinneybee]

why do i

have to teach you

how to break my heart

[quinneybee]

please tear me apart

and rip out the piece of me

that remembers you

[quinneybee]

the universe

repeatedly conspired

to bring me before you

until you looked at me

the way i looked at you

and i think that’s pretty neat

[quinneybee]

i forgot the lyrics

to my favourite song

because i was thinking about

the way you look at me

[quinneybee]

i added your town to my weather app

to see if the rain was making you smile