My Love For Pre-accident Danny Is Through The Roof. He's Just A Kid. His Parents Are The Laughingstock

My love for pre-accident Danny is through the roof. He's just a kid. His parents are the laughingstock of the town. He's bullied. He's so loved, but that doesn't always translate to immediate social comfort. His friends think his parents' job is lame but they like him anyway. They're going to play video games together after school. He goes to class every day, and has homework tonight. His sister is annoying but that's part of her charm. His parents are working on a new project. That has nothing to do with him. He's going to find out what's for dinner tonight when they're done working. They built him a suit so that he can be involved with their work, but they don't force their interests on him. He wants to be an astronaut. This doesn't have an end date. Yes it does.

He doesn't know what's at the bottom of the ravine. He puts on a suit and he's careful, but nothing's ever happened to him before. He's a normal kid with normal hobbies and he's going to school tomorrow morning. His homework is half-done on his desk. He puts his hand on the wall as he walks in, unable to see. He's human. He can't see in the dark. There's nothing at the end of the tunnel but the dead end of the lab. It's just a non-functional machine. He's not scared. He doesn't know that he's about to be changed.

He doesn't know that he's about to be changed.

He doesn't know that he's about to be changed.

He doesn't know that he's about to be changed.

He doesn't know what's at the bottom of the steel tunnel in the basement.

Danny used to be a normal kid.

THE MOST FANFIC EVER!!!!

Fanart for the fanfiction Rogue by RedCoaster on AO3 and FFN. If you like SNK and you haven’t read it, I highly recommend it! Drawn entirely in pen and then colored with colored pencils.

I’m really tired of seeing people broken up into labels of absolutes.

People are not just “good” or “bad”.

People are not a list of labels. 

People are complex, situations are complex.

I know, that makes it a lot harder when you want to just write off everything someone’s ever done as bad – but that’s not how people actually are, and it would do everyone good to stop pretending they are.

I am tired of hearing about the fear people have in putting themselves out there. And it is a scary thing! Putting yourself out there means subjecting yourself to people who want a really good reason to tear you down, who will jump at the first chance to feel “good” by labeling someone else as “bad”.

I reject this. I reject the idea that there should be fear in speaking up and talking about experiences and trying to reach an understanding of a situation.

I’m unhappy to see people spitefully urging others to cut off ties with their friends under the guise of “well, that person’s just inherently bad, so if you talk to them you’re bad too.” That is fucked up. You definitely have the right to let the friend know you don’t want to hear about whoever troubles you, but you do not at all have the right to decide who their friends should be. This includes guilt trips.

Anyway, just try to be more aware of others. Everyone else is a person like you. They might not have the same experiences as you. They might not understand how their words are harmful, or how what they’re doing is wrong. They certainly won’t if you never tell them.

Most people are trying to be good, but they’re going to mess it up sometimes. Try to keep that in mind. Even when people do really fucked up shit, sometimes they are trying to do good. “The road to hell is paved with good intentions” and all that.

Nothing gets solved, no growth happens when you put people into a box from which you’ll never let them escape.

Yes, you absolutely must be careful about people who have tendencies and patterns that are harmful to you. Sometimes people try to overcome those patterns and they fail, and you have to distance yourself from them: that is the sad reality of life. Sometimes though, they can overcome it. But they certainly won’t if the first thing you do is write them off after a fuck up. 

Be sincere. Use your best judgment.

This window cat seat comes with a legend to identify the current occupant.