No one talks enough about that one scene where Kaz sweeps a cape over Inej and there are an incredulous amount of flower petals scattering in the wind, and Inej is like these were my mother's favourite flowers, but Kaz is like cool story bro I'm glad you're back :) This boy couldn't care less about these flowers, because he's so focused on his scheme to get her away from Van Eck.
And Inej grows up believing there's no one out there for her who fits the description her father gave her. No one has learned her favourite flower, song, or sweet. She associated these specific items with affection.
And just...Kaz doesn't give Inej these exact things. Not flowers, but a knife. Not sweets, but a ship. Not a song, but the sound of freedom as she rushes to meet her parents at the harbour.
Kaz challenges the idea of love Inej was taught, and I think it's beautiful because what her father said still remains true. It's not about gift-giving, but how well the person has gotten to know you, and Kaz understands what Inej needs goes beyond flowers.
So when they're surrounded by these petals, yes, it's wonderfully symbolic for Inej, but the true expression of Kaz's loyalty isn't in these types of gestures: it lies in the fact that he came back for her, that he fights with and for her. Inej doesn't need flowers, but she needs someone to put her complete trust in. And it is that boy who earns her heart.
Looking at this I can't stop thinking about how now they're going to live day by day, enjoying a peaceful life full of love and laughter in their little slice of heaven, and one of those days Hunter will be hit with a realization that he doesn't have to kneel to be on Omega's eye level anymore. And his back will creak when she falls asleep under that tree and he'll pick her up to carry her to bed. Another day he'll notice she's too tall to be seamlessly tucked under his chin. And she'll show up to breakfast one morning with his bandana in her hair because it got long enough. One of those days she'll become too tall, too big, too old to be carried around but it won't stop her from jumping onto Wrecker's back. People will turn around when she walks by and it will dawn on him that it's because of her beauty. She'll pick up a knife and twirl it between her fingers as smoothly as he used to do and she won't even think about it much but he'll be replaying it in his head for days.
And one day he'll hear the words he's been secretly dreading for over a decade. She'll get her own ship. Get in touch with some old friends, maybe find some new ones. She'll tell him that she's ready, then hug him just like she used to do when she was a little girl. And it will break his heart into a million pieces but he'll watch with a smile as she flies to the sky, ready for her next adventure. And he'll know that he raised her right.
dude: *draws on girl who sits next to him*
girl: *gets mad, punches the dude*
dude: *is to manly to let it end there, punches her back*
girl: *is too much of a feminist to let him win, punches back while cursing*
other dude, behind the two: *stops throwing his neighbours pens at the trashcan, starts throwing them at the two in front*
dude who doesn't have any pens anymore: *wakes up, gets mad at pen throwing dude*
other girl: *genuinely tries to ask a question despite the fistfight between the first dude and girl next to her*
teacher: *on the verge of walking out the door/window and or a mental breakdown*
the rest of the class: *chanting the names of the people involved*
tfota be like:
enemies, to rivals, to held at knifepoint, to captor/hostage, to allies, to enemies, to lovers, to amiable work associates, to in a long-distance relationship where you are neither explicitly nor epistolarily involved with one another due to one of you being held at the bottom of the ocean against your will, to husband and wife, to EXILED, to in a long-distance relationship neither explicitly nor epistolarily involved due to one of you being completely unaware that your exile was a joke and the other of you having a treacherous letter-burning mother, to enemies, to "what letters??", to "jude nO!", to being in a long-distance relationship where one of you is captured by your murdering treasonous father and the other of you comes to save you but you kick him in the balls by accident because you thought he was a common ruffian, to uncommon ruffians, to being mistaken for a spy and shot, to falling from the ceiling onto your husband’s dinner party, to "that's my wIFE!", to slapper/slapee, to wanting to make her scream, to friends, to lovers, to making her scream, to snake, to chopping off his head, to hugging, to High King and High Queen of Elfhame, to family and Faerieland and pizza and stories and new beginnings and scheming great schemes :')
me when im having a manic episode
they took to it like a duck to water: they began naturally, almost effortlessly, and were immediately in their element
they took to it like a baby otter to water: screaming, certain they were dying, hating every minute of it despite being perfectly suited to the conditions
Rewatching SGA has taught me two things about Todd:
1. He's really good at getting imprisoned and
2. he's really bad at keeping a Hive ship in one piece.
Old animation of a fluffy boi waking up from a nap I did a few months ago
they fed us SO well today
forbidden knowledge
a collection of seemingly unintentionally profound shitposts that fill me with a viscerally intense feeling of existential awareness
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)
no rest for the wicked but the wicked is an emotional unstable asexual biromatic disaster with abandonment and daddy issues who instead of going to therapy reads unholy amounts of platonic soulmate AU's on ao3 she/her 18
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