nina and matthias never have that moment where they realize they’re on the same side and therefore can’t trust each other
by some miracle they make it out of the ice court alive without nina having any parem
wylan never finds the courage to stand beside jesper on the way home because he’s too shy in his own skin
without the promise of reward for the scientist inej doesn’t consider her dream of hunting slavers possible, which means she never tells kaz so he has no reason to ask her to stay in ketterdam with him, and inej goes on thinking he doesn’t have deeper feelings for her
they go back to the barrel empty handed and their friendships never strengthen and most importantly to kaz—they never make their millions
pekka, heleen and van eck are still at large
kaz never gets the help he needs to find inej’s parents
there’s really no reason to work with wylan again since raske is better with demolition after all and they’re not working with jan anymore
jesper’s life lacks chaos without any big heists and he goes back to gambling regularly
and poor matthias
he still meets his fate the same way when it’s found out he’s not in hellgate anymore. but the sad difference is it would have all been for nothing….
spoiler: it’s just not realistic.jpg stop acting like the story could exist without him. he’s a crucial character thanks bye
Dear mom, thank you. For being there every second of my childhood life. You took care of me when I couldn’t take care of myself. My tomorrow always starts with you. Your smile becomes a morning habit to me. Thank you for having patience with me when I didn’t want to eat the food you cooked just because it has vegetables or whenever I pretend sleeping at noontime. I’m sorry ifI love to play all day. Thank you for lending your arms whenever I cry at midnight, I always find solace in between them. Your voice melts my worrying, and it becomes a lullaby to me. Thank you for teaching me how to walk on my own, you showed me how a little sunshine could do wonders in this world. I have enjoyed my childhood life because of you.
Dear mom, thank you. For being my life’s greatest teacher. You have colored my days with your guidance, affection, care and attention. Thank you for teaching me how to write, count and read. Thank you for comforting me on my first day in school. For the provisions, I needed in life. I know, we are not rich, but you always make a way just to ensure I’d have a bright future. You prepared my better days, and I’d be forever grateful with that. Thank you for disciplining me the right way and teaching me how to become a better person.
Dear mom, thank you. For everything. For being my provider, teacher, friend, protector and my home. You will always have the biggest place in my heart. Thank you for teaching me how to become confident and independent. Thank you for always wiping my tears and calming all of my fears. Thank you for introducing our Lord God in my life. For all of the countless times, you were there to become a friend and become my shelter whenever there’s a storm. Thank you for caring me whenever I’m sick. For making me feel safe every time. Thank you for believing first in me and guiding me on every decision I make in life. I wouldn’t be here where I am in my life without you.
I know, these words will never be enough to thank you for every sacrifice you have done for me. But give me this moment to say this: Mom, I’m rapturously in love with you. I don’t say it as often, but I love you, and I will always be grateful to have you. My life is in the better place because of you. Your love is the reason why I’m strong, inspired and successful. Thank you for letting me walk on my journey. Don’t worry. I will always be your little child. I will always stay with you, through whatever and whenever.
I love you more than you’ll ever know. You are the greatest; you are my everything. And I will always see you in every wonderful experience that will happen to me.
movies that should exist: a pride & prejudice modern adaptation starring mindy kaling as elizabeth bennet & jessica chastain as darcy fitzwilliam
“ugh. you LOVE me?” “don’t make that face. it’s not like i want to. you’re loud and you talk too much about television for an adult and every single member of your family has friended me on facebook despite the fact that i’ve never spoken to most of them, and most of them have very poor punctuation. in fact, this whole situation is very embarrassing. like herpes. but like herpes, i don’t think it’s curable without taking action. so here i am. telling you. i love you.” “can you even hear yourself right now?” “so … what are your thoughts?” “what are my thoughts? about your i-love-you-like-herpes speech?? which, p.s., herpes is incurable. that shit’s always gonna flare up again.” “exactly. the metaphor is appropriate.”
This is my daughter Charlie Rose, she’s four years old. I’ve been on tumblr now for seven years, I’ve seen this website change and evolve and go through weird phases (rip dashcon and mishapocalypse, and I have changed and evolved as a person alongside it. I met Charlie’s mother on here, I owe my daughters life to this stupid blue wall of memes and fandoms. I’ve gone through a lot of rough times in my life, I gained and lost a ton of weight, I became homeless, I lost my fiancee and at some point my daughter as well, but you guys have stuck with me through it all.
I guess this post is mostly just to meant to look back and recognize how much has changed, how far we’ve all grown and how time can create such a beautiful thing like my daughter. There’s so many times I wanted to give up because life sucked, but you guys were always supportive and encouraged me and made me feel like I was good enough.
I know that’s a silly thing, you guys are just internet strangers, but you mean a lot more to me than that. I know I owe you guys more than I can ever make up for, and I hope I can at least start to make amends by raising my daughter to be the best person she can be. She’s a product of this website just as much as I am, and wouldn’t be here without you guys so thank you from the bottom of my heart.
The richest thing I’ve ever been told, via an anonymous comment on my fic on AO3, was that I “tricked” them into reading my fic because I didn’t tag properly, and that it was “duplicitous” and they shouldn’t have to fight with someone over basic tagging (though they made sure to add how ‘out of character’ my whole fic was, despite the fact that it’s based off of a prompt that’s - from the get go - literally not canon. They even mention that they know this comment is a moot point because of the fact that it’s based off of a non-canon prompt, but yet still felt the need to tell me anyway).
I’ve never been so annoyed.
Listen, people - I don’t want to sound whiny, or like I can’t take criticism. I’m not a professional, and I certainly have a lot to learn (to put it mildly).
However, if you don’t like something, instead of reading the whole thing and then leaving a rude comment, pretending to dress it up like you’re leaving ‘constructive criticism’
(which, may I add, was never asked for nor encouraged) despite the fact that it was all personal opinion with no actual constructive components involved, just…. don’t. Close out of the fic. Walk away.
I totally get that it’s not for everyone, and every single person is allowed to have their opinion. But there’s no reason to be rude to an author because you don’t like what they wrote, or because you feel that each individual plot point should be tagged.
(Like I’m not even joking - they are legitimately mad that a voyeur/exhibitionist tagged fic had these elements involved in it.)
The beauty of being an adult on the internet is when you don’t like things, you can just walk away from them. Or, hey, if you really just feel the need to leave your comment, because you really want the whole world to know how you feel about it, maybe spend the extra four seconds to pretend to be a decent human and make it actual concrit.
I dunno, man. Just some food for thought on this lovely Sunday evening.
Brendon takes his job of welcoming you to campus and initiating you into campus life a little too seriously. Pairings: Brendon Urie x Fem!Reader Warnings: age difference of ~4 yrs, (YN’s) underage drinking, tiniest bit of choking, uncharacteristically vanilla of me Word Count: just short of 4k
“What the fuck do you want?” you stated folding your arms as found Jeon Jungkook standing in front of your door looking clad in his black leather jacket white shirt, and black jeans. Instead of replying he opted to shove you lightly with his shoulder before making his way into your apartment.
The ease with which he thought he could invade your privacy outraged you. “I am calling the cops if you’re not out of here in 10 fucking seconds” you trailed behind him. He chuckled deeply, which sent shivers down your spine.He turned around, gently tapped your nose, winked and whispered “Give it a try kitten” He made himself comfortable on the couch, propping his feet on the coffee table. “What do you want Jeongguk?”
His sexuality was part of him now and there was nothing he could do to change that, not that he actually wanted to. Not anymore. The problem was that not everyone could grasp the idea that sex wasn’t in his priority list, it didn’t even make it to the top ten. So, what was the first reaction? The “don’t you trust me?” or the “don’t you want me?” For Raphael, any type of sex was about intimacy, so for him to ever potentially want it there must be a strong connection, an emotional one, which was so hard to get.