Look, I don’t know why, but this…this moment in that sneak peek, gets me so much. Alec taking his frustrations out on a punching bag gets to me any day, but this…resting his forehead on the punching bag like this makes me want to cry. It’s hard to explain, but this just gives of the air of giving up, and helplessness, and this moment is so small, yet so powerful, and it hits me so hard. Yes, everyone wants to find Jace, Clary desperately does, she wants to save him, to protect him, so does Izzy, because they both love him.
But, Alec and Jace are PARABATAI, a relationship, a bond that is serious. In the books it is against the law to separate parabatai. as Alec said in 2x01 they are both physically and mentally connected. If a one of them dies, a part dies from the other as well, and that’s a heavy commitment, so heavy and so meaningful that it’s almost impossible to put into words. Their relationship is deeper, deeper than any other relationship. Yes, both can love other people, that’s not even a question, but they won’t love them in the same way because their parabatai is a part of them.
Not only is Alec worried for his brother, his best friend, the person who he grew up with, and LOVES, and who is no doubt going through hell, he is scared for himself as well. He is in danger of losing part of himself. I think that fear for not only Jace, but also himself compounds, which is why he’s lashing out so heavily at everyone.
Alec is scared in away that other people aren’t. Yes, Isabelle is also scared of losing her brother, and that is a completely valid, and she would be affected by Jace’s death. But she has the potential to accept and move on…Alec doesn’t have that same potential. He would lose a part of himself that he has held onto for years, and that is irrevocable. He would never be able to come back from the loss of Jace.
I just love the heartbreaking level of this scene when Luke sees his father’s true face for the first time, so damaged and dying…
Shock is to be expected at this point, his father’s body state was terrifying to say the least. Darth Vader was his ultimate opponent aside from the Emperor himself, seeing him now in his most vulnerable condition (short moment may it be) must have left remarkable everlasting effect on his son.
Then shock turns to relief, finally he saw with his own eyes his real father, a true living being underneath that suit, casting away the horrid images of the heartless machine he’s been fighting for too long. His lips parts, and I feel like he is fighting back a smile. There were many things he wanted to ask, discuss or share with his father. His emotions were running wild… in such little time.
Yet his relief was short lived when reality came crashing down hard on him. His father was dying. There was no time for anything he might thought of/fantasies about in his mind. He needed to save his father.
So, in the end, Luke simply placed his hand on his father’s shoulder to
that he loves and accepts him. That he’ll be there for him no matter what.
Lately I’ve been getting a lot of comments on my art and thank everyone for all the very nice comments and compliments, they mean a lot to me!!
However among that, I also get the occasional message that seems like some people think I’m the one who wrote the fics witty and I are working on.
So I’m gonna take this opportunity to say shouTOUT TO @wittyy-name fOR THE AMAZING WRITING SHE DOES. We jam about stories, fic ideas, fic scenes, dialogue, and I occasionally help drag her butt out of writing blocks, but every single word written in those fics you guys love are 100% witty’s amazing work. Every single phrase that kills your heart and leaves you feeling dead inside, or giddy with happiness and leaves you feeling so in touch with the story is ALL witty’s work!
Every detailed description, every relatable description of feelings and realistic reactions, all the beautiful and all the heartbreaking scenes, all the words that makes you just live the story is all her talent!
Brilliant choices and patterns, clever lines, and the ability to make it seem like you’re reading a movie that plays in your mind, it’s all witty and I wanna take a moment of the day to just wholeheartedly appreciate the amount of work she puts into these stories!!
I’m so proud of her and the work she does, and how passionate and talented she is about it and god daMN am I gonna let the world know thiS.
honestly, as much as it hurts me to see clarke try so hard to keep finn alive, and that she ultimately ends up killing him herself to spare him from the pain, this is the scene that actually makes me cry and rips my soul apart.
i know, still 95% of the world hates finn, but you gotta put yourself into the shoes of characters once in a while (in this case raven) and look at things from their view. the amount of history between these two is not just heartbreaking, but undeniable. the entirety of the scene hammers down to feelings such as grief, forgiveness and even love in a very gut-wrenching way. you especially see it when you look at things, as I’ve said, from raven’s perspective, as she is the one who reminds us what and who finn is to her - “family” - and that he will always be. so, to think that at night she is gonna lose the one person she sees as her family… yeah, it makes this moment all the more agonizing to watch.