Did anyone notice how in the scene where Steven finds out that his mom died….. he goes through all the 5 stages of grief……..
1- denial “it’s not true, my mum is alive”
2- anger “If you say that again, I will freak out, I promise”
3- bargaining “no, don’t call her. Please don’t bother her”
4- depression (well um when he’s crying)
5- acceptance “My mum is dead”
A Nice little detail there
Yes yes yes exactly, it's so heartbreaking but also so, so astounding.
It speaks to just who Steven is and his resilience. This is a man struck point blank with the truth, of his family, his life, his entire world. These are things he's either never been aware of, or has compartmentalized and boxed away so completely, reasoned into something else, into memories that are unrecognizable. Parts of his life he's filled in the blanks for and never looked at too closely, never picked out the finer details, never put the pieces together.
But then he died. Steven Grant died. He felt a bullet pierce his skin for the very first time and then he was gone. And now he has to see it, he has to really look. Forced to process the biggest loss of his life in seconds, made to carry a years long grief that started long before her death, that's not his but is somehow becoming theirs.
This is a man who went through the five stages of grief in seconds and stood up anyway. He could've fell apart, he could've let that pain eat away at him until there was nothing left, he could've told Marc to go on without him, to live the life that he deserved, to just be happy and take up space in a world that he wasn't made for.
But he didn't. He got up, and he lifted Marc up with him. He took his hand. And with that, he saved his family, saved the world.
Steven Grant has no fear.
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i forgot my mechanical pencil had lead out and started scribbling on the table on accident and this bitch really went and told the teacher
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I could think of no better way to share the news than this!
So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.
Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.
Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!
Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)
He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!
I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!
Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:
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the year is 2024. I am watching The X Files 1x08 with my blissfully offline boyfriend. We reach the scene where, in confinement, Mulder and Scully examine each other's backs for alien marks. My boyfriend, who has never seen the show before, makes an amused noise and utters a strong contender for understatement of the year:
"I'm guessing there's fanfiction about these two"
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Brb going to wotc to get this card printed and included in every pre-con
Let's just say I had a bad experience at mtg today.
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started watching mlp for the first time i dont know why i havent ,anyway
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