anonymous asked:

Do you ever think Eren will look at Mikasa as something other than a sister and a mother figure? I'm sad about her unrequited feeling and mad how Eren obsessed she is. I mean I hate how devoted her to Eren I mean I really like her and I don't like that her strength is only driven because of Eren. I wanted her to act on her own will, not "if Eren jumps over a bridge, I will follow him" bullshit. She is too good for that. :(

To understand how Eren sees Mikasa I think we should look at why she’s “Eren obsessed”. Her devotion to Eren didn’t start when she realized she had romantic feelings for him, but rather as a child. After her parents were murdered she had no one, which is where Eren comes. She and him murdered the people that killed her parents and after that Mikasa is visibly changed and so are her surroundings as she starts living with the Jaegers. Because she is his accomplice in murder she obviously trusts him a lot, meaning that spending more time with him only strengthens their bond. After that we can see Mikasa doing her very best to protect Eren with the strength she has gained ever since the death of her parents. Eren tends to act impulsively and makes rash decisions which is why she always comes to the rescue, and in my opinion had Eren not been as hot headed and quick to make (bad) decisions Mikasa wouldn’t be as attached as she is, she would still follow him into the Survey Corps and jump in to save him but wouldn’t hang around him 24/7. And yes while Eren is the main factor for her joining the Survey Corps, it’s not because she loves him it’s because he needs her. As I stated earlier he is quick to jump into danger without thinking, and that can result in him dying, something Mikasa wants to prevent. He is the closest thing she has to family left. Also it’s plainly obvious (well not as plainly in the anime as in the manga) that she also cares for others as well, her strength is not only driven by Eren. And she does act on her own will, no one is forcing her to look out for Eren or to save him constantly, she chooses to do so. Also i dont think he sees her as a sister, where most people get that idea is since they lived together for so long he has to think of her as a sister, but just because he doesn’t see her as a love interest doesn’t mean he sees her as a sister. Also about that “If Eren jumps over a bridge, I will follow him” if you saw someone you cared about “jumping off a bridge” aka putting themselves in danger would you try to help them or be like “damnn that’s unfortunate, oh well goodbye”. While she is forcused on Eren a lot, he is not the reason she lives and breathes. Hope this answered your question anon!

anonymous asked:

mod g im curious what kind of genre of films do you do?

Personally I only make short films and indie films so i can’t get as into plot as I want but I love making surrealist films if you could call them that. I really have no idea what my ‘genre’ is but in my films i like forcusing on certain emotions to draw out using that imagery, and I looove making films on complex concepts and emotions.

Ive made films about everything from how my trauma affects me, how it feels to lose your loved one (and another one on how it feels to try and recover). Ive made one litterlaly showing my point of view on my ““recovery”“ and i cant quite describe it but its not positive and it’s not negative.
Theres a shot i adore of me holding out my hand with my 2 daily pills, then my hand pulls back and comes out again overflowing with pills falling between my fingers, everything but my hand is blurry and black. Its one of my favorite shots ive done actually.

IDK what my ‘genre’ is but cinema du corps is my biggest inspiration.
-mod g

Curse Me to the Moon // Darcy

Loki sighed and fluttered his wings.  He had been captured and forcused to be sold as pet.  He ruffled his feathers and hooted softly.  It was three days until the next full moon.  He hoped he could get out before then.  He didn’t want to be sold as a pet though.  Damn this curse.

I don’t know which is worse
The Leaving, or
when you’d Gone

The silent packing
The way we made sure
not to brush shoulders, as
we passed in the hallway
Eyes forcused so hard on everything
except each other
Steeled to what was ahead
To what we thought we must do

The last night
Should we sleep back to back?
Turned away?
Clinging to the edge of our bed, or
one of us sprawled in the middle?
The other curled
on the hard couch?

In the end, we didn’t sleep at all

In the morning
Your hand on the door
The way I helped load the car
Our car, now yours
You took one dog, I took the other
Our dog, now yours

It couldn’t be worse than all this
I thought
I thought: it will be better when it’s over

Making a clean break, as the All-So-Wise say
But then you were really

All of it
The morning coffees
The evening walks with the dogs
The poisoned tongues
The ledger of wrongs

All of it


The house howled with the echo of your absence
The streets teamed with strangers who ducked their heads
Seemingly embarrassed by my obvious aloneness
My half-ness
My torn in two-ness
Jagged and raw

Ripped off

I don’t know which was worse
Either way

It was over

-Kim Beyer-Johnson


I swear to you…

“I shall catch you, 24601!" 

"Oh, Mr. Mayer…" 

"No no no, what am I doing.  I must keep forcusing!”

I swear to you…2

“Today’s Mr. Mayer was just as splendid as everyday.”

“Wasn’t he, 24601?" 

"Why 24601 always comes across my mind whenever I think of Mr. Mayor?”