i'm so disappointed in all of you

I really wish D had not told me he had written to FritoLay. Not once, but twice. To complain about all dressed potato chips, and how he first felt so happy seeing them after moving to the states but was bitterly disappointed. They should be so flavorful that the first one makes you cough. “This is not ‘Canada’s favourite potato chip,’” he quoted to me, definitely pronouncing favorite with a U, still as incensed as I imagine him the day he wrote. And then on the day when he replied to the reply. We were walking back from the grocery store, bag of Ruffles all dressed chips in hand, newly hopeful about the future.


i almost married someone who didn’t love me

I’m sorry I could never be the daughter you wanted

Someone on twitter tonight very kindly informed me that, waaaaay back once upon a time in 2011, @linmanuel posted his dream cast for a West Wing musical on his now-defunct blog. And since the internet never forgets, I share it with you all now.

I support everything about this casting (Patti LuPone as Marion Coatsworth-Hayes! Audra McDonald as Nancy McNally!) and wish to see it become reality as soon as humanly possible.

@lumenlight prompted me, “Sterek AU where Stiles tries to seduce Derek but Derek has the habit of only dating older people (Jennifer, Kate …). So he says no to Stiles and Stiles is really disappointed but by chance he keeps seeing Derek and with time Derek realizes that he may have made a mistake?”

Hope you like it!! 

~4000 words, rated M. (I don’t usually write smut, but I felt like this was that kind of prompt.)

Stiles usually doesn’t venture as far out of town as the Preserve—there’s not much out here but trees—but today that’s kind of the point. If he’s going to start up a jogging regimen to prep for lacrosse in the fall, he’s sure as hell not going to do it in his own neighborhood, where all his neighbors can (and will) watch him flailing around looking stupid.

He doesn’t actually end up jogging at all, though, because before he finds the trail he’d marked on his map, his Jeep abruptly sputters and dies on him right in the middle of the road. That’s also about when it starts raining.

“Oh, come on,” Stiles groans, hitting his head on the steering wheel a few times.

He pulls out his phone to call someone—his dad, a tow truck, Scott—and there’s no signal. Right. Because he wanted isolated, and he got it.

There’s no sound at all except the drumming of the rain on the roof of the Jeep, coming down harder and harder, taunting him for being such a fucking idiot.

He thinks about waiting it out, but who knows how long that could take, and if he doesn’t make it back home in time for dinner or at least get somewhere where he can make a phone call, then his dad is probably going to think he got eaten by a mountain lion or something.

“Fuck it,” he mutters. He pockets his phone and keys, grits his teeth, and jumps out into the downpour.


He has to walk for about twenty minutes before he finds any sign of civilization. It’s a house, or at least part of one. It’s tucked away down a long dirt driveway on the edge of the Preserve and looks sketchy as hell. It’s been burned, badly, and even though it looks like maybe someone’s been fixing it up, it’s still not exactly what Stiles would call habitable. Part of the charred roof is caved in, and most of the windows on the second floor are shattered, their jagged glass gleaming ominously in the dim light and the rain.

Stiles would assume it’s abandoned, except that there’s a shiny black Camaro parked out front. That at least looks well cared for.

It’s that detail, plus the rather compelling fact that this is probably the only house for at least a mile and Stiles can feel his feet starting to rub raw in his wet tennis shoes, that finally gives him the courage he needs to squelch his way through the mud and onto the porch to knock on the door.

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Okay so I was tagged for the 2016 six selfies (ft. One of my kitties) by some of my faves: @zoenightstars @percyyoulittleshit @bananannabeth
Thank you! I love you beautiful people!

Okay I’ve been nervous about posting selfies but I thought it was time y'all knew what I looked like! I don’t take a lot of selfies so I’m surprised about this XD. (Also the short hair one is fake lol)

And I’m going to tag some of my other faves bc y'all are beautiful: @grimreapercy @paulblofish @preatorpercy @annabethistheannabest @ohgygia @jsongrace @riptidescap @softpercy @son-of-rome @lesbabeths @meganjeongwriting @vithcytries @drizzledrawings and @charmspeak and my bff @nescottie


ASNJFBNJD I just got a boatload of new followers, holy crap you guys thanks so much and I really hope I don’t disappoint you;; lol

Welcome to my dorky blog! Have a comic!

When Lance sneezes he releases a small electric shock lololol do not get near him


Once again, Taehyung won’t make it home for Christmas.

Originally posted by chimtae

word count: 3.9k
genre: angst/fluff [i know, i’m in shock too]

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I’m so disappointed in the voltron fandom not gonna lie. Like voltron was great and I wanted to find art and fics and cool people to talk to but all the hate and shipping wars is just gross. Like??? If you don’t like a ship just blacklist it and move on. If you don’t like someone block them and move on. Let people ship what they want. Fandom should be a safe space for people to express themselves. So chill.

So about that last chapter

Am I the only who thinks we might be getting a kind of positive explosion here?

I mean, Mob mainly just seems to be fed up with Dimple’s bullshit and wants him to be honest.

He’s all “I’m Not Mad Just Disappointed™”

He’s all “I’m losing faith in you”

But then Dimple says the first truly honest thing this entire fight:

There he is! That’s the real Dimple!


I feel like it’s 100% Faith.

Or something like that. Just - faith in Dimple restored. Because he’s still in there, behind all the broccoli bullshit.

Wouldn’t that be strangely fitting too in this arc about Godhood and Cult Leaders and Religious Belief?

(I might be completely full of it here but this is the feeling I’m getting from all this, especially since ONE is so good at turning things around on you and resolving conflicts in ways you wouldn’t have expected. So - yeah I guess this is me expecting the unexpected now^^)

the AMAZING @lorna-ka just sent me the result of my commission, and I’m absolutely blown away!!!! ever since I first saw this ballgown design for Asajj (from the unaired episodes of tcw) I knew right away I wanted to see her draw it. and I’m not at all disappointed!!

thank you so much again for this gorgeous piece, lorna. 💕I can’t wait to hang it on my wall!!!!

Finished FFXV

Will now be reblogging lots of fanart and stuff from the game here, so prepare for spoilers.

Not sure how I feel about the story. It had some massive plotholes and I really didn’t feel very fulfilled at the end. Hoping it rounds out with some DLC, though it’s disappointing that they’d take that route.

All that being said, I had a great time, and I absolutely loved the characters. Currently shipping Promptis and Gladnis pretty hard, so prepare to see lots of that!

Originally posted by picmurasaki

  • Grindelwald: Will we die, just a little?
  • Me: Nah, you’ve got another 70 years or so. You’ll be murdered in prison by Voldemort after he takes your spot as the darkest wizard of all time
  • Grindelwald: That’s...disappointing
  • Me: Would it make you feel better to know he doesn’t become a master of death either?
  • Grindelwald: Yes, that--
  • Me: But Dumbledore does get all the Deathly Hallows
  • Grindelwald: He succeeds?
  • Me: And then gives them away
  • Grindelwald: Um, what?
  • Me: You know, saving the world and all that. What was it you called it? The Greater Good?
  • Grindelwald: Yes, but that was meant as a euphemism for taking over the world
  • Me: Ah, but Dumbledore does become the greatest wizard of his time
  • Grindelwald: He gains power?
  • Me: Yup, and then he arranges his own death. For the Greater Good
  • Grindelwald: I really wish you'd stop abusing that catch-phrase. It's starting to sound cliche and apparently I have another 70 years to go. It's best not to tire it out already
  • Me: Greater Good Greater Good Greater Good
  • Grindelwald: Do you have a problem with me?
  • Me: *leans in close*
  • Me: *whispers* Credence deserved better
  • Grindelwald: ...wtf

I swear to god, if Lena somehow comes out of everything as a villain, it’ll be one of the most underwhelming bullshit that’ll ever come out of anything. Like, it isn’t going to be a betrayal that’s going to shock you, just leave you entirely disappointed because yet another character with so much potential is reduced to the stereotype of their name. I need a legitimately surprising plot twist if there ever will be one. No cheap deaths, no “a villain after all” bullshit. Just a genuinely surprising HOLY SHIT THAT HAPPENED plot twist that nobody really thought could ever happen.

Listen please: I am so sorry to everyone here. I know I’m terrible at keeping a schedule, I know I’m horrible at writing/completing requests, and I know I keep disappointing you all by repeating “soon”. My life has reached rock bottom and things have been complicated. I do try my hardest to get at least one thing up each night, but there has been so much. These are only a few of the “nicest” messages/asks I have been receiving and I’m here to say I am sorry. Be mad at me all you want, but please, I ask you to stop the messages.

You made me feel like shit in 2.5 seconds; here's my response to that...

I'm sorry

I’m sorry I’m such a disappointment to you

I’m sorry I can’t be what you want me to

I’m sorry If I hurt you, I know I did, I always somehow do.

I’m sorry I’ll cry about it; I know it’ll made me look weak

I’m sorry all I can do is apologize; What more can I do when the distance is so great?

I’m sorry I can’t make it up to you

I’m sorry for being such a wimp and not telling you how I felt earlier

I’m sorry my insecurities hold me back from saying so many things; expressing so many emotions

I’m sorry you’re with me when you could do so much better, you deserve better

I’m sorry I’m not good enough for you, a small part of me held on to that small sliver of hope that I could be for 4 years now

I’m sorry I’m breaking down right now and not replying to you, it was either this or relapsing again…

I’m sorry I can’t put into words what i’m think most of the time; It’s not like you can read my mind and I don’t exactly make it easy do I ?

I’m sorry I can’t ever meet anyone’s expectations of me

I’m sorry my body is shaking right now, I’ve already made so many typos because of it

I’m sorry I had to hold back my sob when I knew you would eventually say what you did

I’m sorry I’m so dramatic

I’m sorry I’ll be at 15 percent battery soon, my legs will probably give out after crying so I can’t reach my charger

I’m sorry the silent tears will stream my face because I know what’ll probably come next

I’m sorry if you think i’m blowing you off right now; I’m not and I really do try to get to you so please don’t blame me for something I seriously can’t control

I’m sorry I can’t ever meet anyone’s expectations of me, not just yours

I’m sorry if I fucked anything up

I’m sorry i’m so far away

I’m sorry that you probably feel like you have to like me, love me, anything with me really… Please just say something if that’s the case

but most of all I’m sorry I’m me, why would anyone seriously put up with me?

4.11.15 | 9:44 p.m. 💔