Just... What do you mean by this? What do you mean that a love I have not felt would be the reason for me to accept a love that I should not accept? What do you mean that my desire to be loved by someone, and I will take it to be anyone, anyone who sees me as who I am, who cares for me who I am, who look at me and tell me I am beautiful, and that will be enough for me to just give all of myself to that person, and all of this is not my fault? Because how can it be? How can it be when I haven't felt that before? When I haven't had someone tell me that I am beautiful, I am accepted as who I am? Did my company give them joy? Oh my God. This quote right here. It's so... It frees me of that guilt I feel when I'm with someone that I should not be with. What do you mean? Hey, silly, where's your self-respect? How can you be with that person? It's just the bare minimum. I know it is bare minimum. But it is something, right? Why can't I have just something? When I haven't had any one single thing in forever. Can't it justify my desire to be loved even if it's just something?
Childhood friends au
I just really like the idea of kid Jayce being shorter than kid Viktor
i always click the "track package" button as soon as i get the email. "oh boy i wonder where my package is!" warehouse.
Sometimes I think I left a part of me in an old cereal box, the one with cartoons on the front and puzzles on the back, half solved in crayon, soft and smudged. Sometimes I remember sitting on the kitchen floor, feet cold against tile, watching dust dance in a shaft of morning light like it had secrets to tell if you watched long enough. There was a radio playing some song I didn’t know the name of but sang anyway. My mum’s humming from another room,the scent of toast, burnt a little, but home. I think I'd give everything to go back just once.
Not to stay.
Just to sit for a moment, legs crossed,sun on my knees, and not know yet what heartbreak was.
One thing I could never understand about parents is how you could associate your child's worth with their exam scores. You're supposed to be their safe place, the people they run to when they need help, and yet you make them feel unworthy of your love because they fail to meet your expectations. You've taught them that they're only worthy of affection and appreciation when they obtain good scores or achieve something. Do you have any idea what it does to them? The fear of disappointing, being scolded, compared, and punished eats away at their mind 24/7. They think about the consequences they'd face if they failed. How could you make your own child hate themselves? How could you only be proud of them when they're winning and not when they've lost, even though they tried their best?
-vesper
This is what he looks like in chapter 5! I love him in every form ✨ Here's a sneak peek of his design for the last chapter, tell me what you think! (Also go read our AU fanfiction "To Fall from Grace" if you haven't already!)
A chemical reaction Hysterical and useless
So sorry but I had to do quick redraw based on those beautiful keyshots by Suheb Zako
need a full body massage a margarita 400mg of ibuprofen a plate of brownies at least an hour in a jacuzzi and 20,000 dollars cash
Me waking up in the morning: Mm bed soft and comfy
Me refusing to go to bed at a reasonable hour at night: Mm screen bright and funny
Always an angel never a god | Vi and Jinx
You’re a summoner—but all you can summon are slimes. No dragons, no elementals. Just slimes. So you studied. Trained. Experimented. Now your slimes dissolve armor, mimic voices, carry potions, even explode on command. Adventurers laugh—until they realize: you can handle anything with slimes.