I want to write so bad but I’m terrified that I’ll write out of character? I’m sitting here thinking up plots and AUs and ficlets and stuff that I’m so excited about, and I just can’t put words on paper (or a word document, heh).
What would ______ character do in this situation? I don’t know, I’m not them.
Watched the ‘Oh Helga Natt’ scene again, and I have so many emotions. The soft in that scene. It kills me. The way Isak gently noses Even’s cheeks, cradles his face. The super soft, gentle kiss, the eye contact, the 'du er ikke alene’. The HUG. My heart is aching. I will never get over this. It’s almost been a month and it still makes me want to cry.
Insomnia is no fucking joke okay you have no idea what it’s like to be so overtired and so overstressed and still not be able to fall asleep because your mind is still going at 100 mph and yet somehow you still manage to survive each day on only a couple hours of sleep so next time you’re about to say “oh just stop thinking so much” or “it can’t be that bad” please shut the fuck up, take a seat–in fact take several seats– and educate yourself on a little thing called empathy. Just because you don’t know the struggle doesn’t mean you get to minimize and belittle it for those who do.
i’m still not over kiznaiver like. i keep going on about it every once in a while but it still bothers me
like let me just, once again, point out its good points:
good character designs!
some of them were somewhat realistic feeling characters!
and then the bad points:
it felt awkward
the forced romance
too much in too short a time
didn’t care about its female characters
like……the whole show was Awkward bc it was a biiiig story in only 12 episodes, so it felt like….they didn’t do really well in the story telling aspect, and it did some awkward things like it’d make you think its gonna go one way and then it doesn’t and you’re kinda left there like?? oh…okay???
they needed more time to pace things out, but they only had 12 episodes, so it just feels squished together and like there isn’t enough detail being payed attention to
and then they ended it on a happy note when like……they could’ve left it on a cliff hanger or something and gotten a second season, which would’ve been better for the story overall, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i guess
because i really!! did like the idea of the plot!! it was interesting and new and thought provoking, and how the mc had these forgotten memories and stuff, they could’ve built more on that
beside that……..the forced romance
i really didn’t think it needed romance. like at all. like maybe i guess mention that the red haired girl liked him once upon a time but it didn’t need more than that. then it tried to pair them off like? did we need this really?? it caused a lot of drama for them to get through i guess but it was otherwise just, too unnecessary
and then the stereotypes, esp of the girls
the “in love with the mc / rude to the mc all the time” type
the “cruel to everyone, closed off all the time” type
the “fun! wacky! look at how RANDOM i am!” type
and then! THEN! the one didn’t like the boy! but who cares, romance, am i right??!! forcing that shit on her when……..she was in love with her best friend and still deeply cared about her………but why have that when we can have generic straight romance!
and it didn’t care about the red haired girl at all, always fucking w her feelings and making her seem like the annoying one whos getting in the way of things and i just.
the entire show was so fuckin awkward bc it tried to be Too many things and force Too much stuff without delivering on some things and i was deeply unsatisfied with the ending. it didn’t feel genuine at all and i kinda regret that i spent that time watching it
“I own several tables, you know,” Cat says, letting the apartment door close with a soft click behind her. Kara’s back is to her as she puts board game pieces back in the box, but she looks over her shoulder and gives Cat a warm smile.
“It’s more fun to play on the floor,” Kara’s smile grows, and Cat has to turn toward the coat rack to temper her own grin. They’ve barely been dating—she hesitates over the word; it doesn’t fit quite right for how involved they were even before this began—a month, and each day it gets harder to hide how disgustingly taken she is with the girl.
“Mmm,” she hums in response, and slips her light jacket off to hang on the rack beside her. “Is Carter still here?” she pushes her hair back from her neck and steps further into the living room, looking down the hall toward his room.
“Sorry,” Kara’s voice gets softer, and Cat looks down at her, her face pulled in a sympathetic wince that doesn’t look right without her Kara Danvers glasses and pulled-back hair. “He got picked up a few minutes ago.”
“Oh,” Cat nods, and clasps her hands in front of her. “That’s good. Wonderful.” Kara’s brows furrow and she hates that she can’t stop herself from asking, “Did he seem alright?”