Y'all love to make Max and David angst but I raise you this: Minor Character angst.
Give me Harrison trying so hard to live up to his brother’s talents and his parents’ expectations (really Harrison, be more like your brother) that when he does the Great Vanishing Act and his brother disappears, for a split second he’s relieved. Give me Harrison trying day and night to bring his brother back while listening to his parents’ crying outside his locked door– a door not locked by his choice. Give me Harrison still trying, through all this, to impress his parents with magic tricks during dinner (small things– a rabbit from a hat, a random card picked) but only succeeding at being sent to a cheap summer camp where people doubt his magic even being real.
Give me Preston having to deal with the after-effects of being with Nurf, wearing sunglasses until he’s completely sure the bruise has faded and after insisting it was a fashion choice and nothing else. Give me Preston still being loud and self-absorbed, but flinching every time someone moves a little too fast, raising his hand to his face instinctively when someone raises their voice. Give me Preston who knows deep down Nurf was in the wrong, but still can’t find it in him to not blame himself.
Then give me Nurf’s side of the story.
Give me Nerris doubting her powers because really, if she was that great wouldn’t she be able to do some of the cool stuff Harrison can do? Give me Nerris taunting Harrison more and more to make her feel better about herself until he yells at her that he wishes he knew her from before– so he could make her vanish instead of his brother. Give me Nerris locking herself in her tower, her only real friends being stuffed animals, and wonder where she went wrong.
Give me Space Kid not realising he’s the brunt of everyone’s jokes and continuing to go along his merry way until it finally clicks. Give me Space Kid slowly growing annoyed that no one seems to remember he has a name–it’s not Space Kid, it’s Neil, and how come Other Neil gets to have his name? Give me Space Kid taking off his helmet one day when he’s older and when being asked about it saying he grew out of space and that he doesn’t want that to be the feature people remember him by, even while knowing that ‘stupid Space Kid’ is his legacy now.
Honestly, I guess what I’m getting at with this is: Please rip my heart out in more than two ways. I’m r e a d y.
Apparently, to Even, talk to you later means six days later.
Sana is sitting at her desk, trying to make sense of some
math exercises (who the fuck even invented limits, and who hurt them) without
much success when she hears a text notification coming from her phone.
For a minute, she’s excited it’s going to be Yousef with
another one of his stupid memes or ridiculously endearing, cheesy phrases (I
would sell my kidney for you? Who even says that? Sana can still feel herself
blush any time she thinks about it, but that’s only hers to know). But then she
remembers, she probably won’t get another message from him again.
She shakes her head, now is not the time for self-pity.
When she checks her phone, she realizes it’s actually Even
who texted her, and although she really would prefer it was someone else (a
very specific someone else), she smiles at the name paired to the silly photo
of Even she set up as his contact picture (it’s of him doing as many double
chins as possible, and since it was taken from Sana’s point of view – that is
to say, like two feet below Even’s head – it makes is head look like a pin, and
it never fails to make Sana smile).
Even: What’s up?
Sana: I hate math
Even: who doesn’t…
She starts to type out a response, when she gets another
“Let the truth be told: There is no virtue anywhere. Life is sly and unscrupulous, a blackguard, wolfish, severe. In service to itself, it will commit any offense. So, too, is Death possessed of infinite strategies and a gaunt nature- but also mercy, also grace and tenderness. In his own country, Death can be kind.”
hc that pidge is half italian so one of her parents Always lets her drink coffee at night (the italian one) and the other parent is like “no it’s way to late to drink coffee you’re never going to sleep!!!!”
The Flame Alchemist - fanart. I recently finished reading the FMA manga and I’m obsessed again with this freaking story.
I’ve been trying to draw Mustang for probably more than a month now and I finally made it. I’ve scrapped like 10 paintings of him so far jfc. Apparently the secret was to lay off the complicated lighting and just relax and draw. Anyway, not much else is needed to be said here. I like how this turned out and drawing the ignition glove was super fun^^ (i didn’t get to draw the lizard though :( ). Anyway, feels good to be back *single sparkle*
Made by jiyu-koya. Please, do not repost, do not remove source.
Levi: Well, you want to know what I’ve learned this week? Being a grown-up sucks. Woman, what a royal pain in the ass. It’s like- It’s like, why can’t you just hang out with guys. You know? Just live with someone of your own sex. Do what you would do with women, but with your buddy. Why don’t guys just do that?
Erwin: They do. It’s called being gay.
Levi: Oh, that’s what gay is? Oh yeah I could totally get into that.