i think it's funny how ten years ago i was an average tumblr emo girl except not on tumblr and not really a girl yet
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Me: I really want to draw today
Also me:
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The scene between Alan and Dean (traitor) at the end of ep 10 is so so so good.
Alan, who sees his team as his family and his responsibility to take care of, facing the reality of Dean’s betrayal. And undoubtedly feeling partially responsible.
Dean, who was desperate for recognition and acted too rashly, facing the reality of what he’d done (even though he technically wasn’t at fault for the severity of the accident). And hopefully feeling regret.
Both of them breaking down over what they’d lost in the process.
Dean claims he had no future at X-Hunter, but Alan saw so much potential for him.
From anger to despair and the love for their little found family woven together through the years. I felt those tears and all the emotions that came with them.
The look on Alan’s face when he tells North to call the police. He knows he has to turn Dean in. But it physically pains him to have to do it. This is his family. Regardless of how f*cked up Dean’s actions were, it hurts.
I feel like we don’t see very many scenes like this, in bl or anything really. Sometimes the people we care about do something irreparable. So often, we see the anger. The punches. The fighting. And then that’s it. Relationship over. Goodbye.
But that’s not really representative of real life. We rarely feel only one emotion at a time. And feelings are never stable, they’re always fluctuating. This scene understands that. Beyond the anger is grief. Because this betrayal means loss. Loss of family. Loss of future.
Severing a relationship with someone you’re close with is difficult, even if one of you did something to warrant it. Love doesn’t vanish instantly.
(Now hugs for everyone pls)
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.
Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
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i finally decide to sit down and read a few fics only for ao3 to go down in that exact moment. truly the universe's way of telling me to stop procastinating and get back to work
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Why do the cool ideas live in my head but don't want to come out onto the page? I'm in such a writery mood right now, but just...nothing wants to be actual words, just little daydream pictures. Also no plots, only premises.
I also just finished a show, and I'm messed up over it. Do people actually just watch shows and move on when they're done? They don't live with an empty feeling in their stomach and their head full of thoughts for the next however long it takes to get over it?
Anyway, that relates because now I want to make a really cool story with lots of emotions and likable characters just like this show, but it's so hard. If only the little daydreams would write themselves for me exactly how I want them written.
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robot girl who uses her school student ID number as her identifier after the transformation
when asked why she replies with: "They labeled me as an object with this number before, now I'm doing it myself."
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