It takes, what feels like an eternity, to heal. You think you’ll never recover. You could have recovered from such thing or that thing, but not this. Not from this. But you do. It looks different than what you imagine healing to be, it’s not return to a former state- you can never be the same after a significant loss. But you find yourself slowly reaching a point where you wish it would still hurt. Where you can see healing just upon the horizon but you don’t want to meet it. Because you think it would all mean less if it has stopped hurting so much. And you don’t want it to mean less. Eventually whether you want it or not, healing finds you.
yall bruce wayne is the most extra guy in the world like he keeps the diamond that selina stole the first time they met has it made into an engagement ring confesses love in the rain on a rooftop and proposes
Another goofy religious trope: When the movie/show takes us to a church, and it’s night time, and there’s nondescript organ music playing as the characters conduct their scene
Like dang, what church is this and what budget do you all have that you can afford to have an on-call organist
“Pat? Hey Pat, I know it’s 11pm on a Tuesday but- haha, yeah, you guessed it. The Teens are having an emotionally significant exchange in the church, and we gotta make it clear that they’re in a church. Think you can softly play some vaguely ominous organ pieces? Thanks so much, pal. We’ll add it to your next paycheck.”
who was captured and forced to be a prisoner in a foreign place.
who had no idea what the hell he was doing, spent his days locked up trying to recreate a drug that he had never created in the first place.
a drug that his father, who he probably didn’t even get a chance to grieve, made for him.
do you think he ever felt guilty that the drug originated as a way to protect him and conceal his power?? bc i do. his father made a mistake and instead gave him a death sentence. kuwei knew no matter what he did it wouldn’t be a happy ending.
if he succeeded making the drug he would be expendable, but also people were dying bc of it and many more would if he replicated it. the amount of stress this knowledge must have caused him omg.
he stalled as long as he could and pretty much accepted that someone would eventually come to kill him.
he didn’t even flinch when nina looked like she was going to do it. and that’s heartbreaking. imagine him sitting there with his journals just waiting for death bc he didn’t know what else to do.
he delivered one of the saddest lines in CK when he was asked what he was good at and he replied “i never had a chance to find out.” bc think about it…this teenager probably had no idea who he was yet and thought he’d never live to see the day he’d find out. not even when those murder nerds swooped in and saved him.
they probably seemed so…different from him?? sure they were around his age but each of them had a strong sense of identity and they had each other, and that was way more than he had. imagine him trying to piece bits of himself together based on who they were
and he still didn’t know if he could trust them, but once again he had no choice but to??? his fate was in someone else’s hands again. bc they were just kids too so why couldn’t be tough like kaz, smart like wylan, etc etc.
also think about how he could hardly understand them and they weren’t even always on the same page as each other, yet he had to depend on them wow???
plus his crush on jesper might have been him discovering his sexuality. we don’t know?? imagine the whirlwind it must’ve been for him to finally feel safe to figure himself out and develop attachment to things
drawing, boys, pranks, whatever idk
he just wanted to be free and validated and get a ship to ravka.
and he knew something could go wrong and he could be handed over to someone else and forced to make parem, so when he saw that window of opportunity to finally kiss the cute sharpshooter, he took it!!
it was his one shot!!! and that was i c o n i c
nina’s perspective captured him perfectly. “a boy not much younger than she was, caught up in a war he hadn’t chosen for himself. a survivor.”
she and matthias determined kuwei was just a kid and one of them and y’all still leave him out………okay.
The violin scene at the end of The Final Problem is truly one of the most impactful moments (if not the most) in all of BBC Sherlock. I honestly am still speechless that Moftiss wrote something so profound. Eurus was beyond communication with the outside world after the events of this episode, back to the untouchable genius in her glass cage. But Sherlock. Sherlock, this incredible and kind man, who had lost so much to this woman, understood her and still reached out to help. He wasn’t encouraging her to play her own song, he was initiating a duet–so she wasn’t alone, even in her music. It was a conversation, it was understanding, it was connection. This man went beyond words, where others had failed and stopped trying, and showed her that she wasn’t alone. Sherlock has become- or perhaps he always was- one of the best men I’ve ever seen.