I find you disgusting. I find you inconsolable. I find you repulsive.

We’re not bad people. We just come from a bad place.
We’re not bad people. We just come from a bad place.

Finally saw Shame last night. 

Went with Cap and had a wonderful time despite how emotional I felt afterward. And the cold, dear god, the cold. I will die in Missouri—it are fact. Gave us an excuse to sit close and huddle together for warmth.

I had so many feels about this movie and I couldn’t figure out what to do with them all. Though I will admit, at the beginning, I almost couldn’t take it seriously thanks to my immaturity and thoughts of X-Men: First Class.

But can you blame me? 

Those eyes.

I can’t even think of a way to describe them other than the fact that you could just feel him undressing you with that piercing gaze of his.

Also, I kept wanting to make bad puns using Fassy’s name.

I also kept trying to decide on whether or not Brandon had repressed feels for Sissy or vise versa. And the end man, that messed with my head. Not that I didn’t see it coming, but just… How he reacted to it made me want to cry my eyes out. And also made me want to draw some sort of First Class AU in which Charles dies in Erik’s arms all bloody as fuck.

All in all, I thought it was rather impressive.

that gaze