Zoom in on her face in the third gif. She means this. You are completely irreplaceable.
This went deep man. Look at her face. I would love to know where this came from, what she was talking about. And it’s true. So true. Completely irreplaceable. You are you and there is no better you
Reblogging because I needed to see this message tonight, and something tells me someone else does too.
Reblogging as I think every one of my followers are special and impossible to replace.
The pain Root felt when she thought she saw Shaw die has been discussed a lot so far. But the same cannot be said for Shaw’s reaction to seeing Root die in the simulation. Or should I say hearing-because this is Shaw. Shaw knows guns, knows the sound of one being fired better than she knows the sound of her father’s voice, at this point.
She knows something is a bit off with Root, with all that talk about a future together, because one thing about Root is that sure she flirts and she’s playful, but she never actually pushes, not really. She respects Shaw’s boundaries and always lets Shaw control the pace of their relationship, backing off if it gets to be too much.
And Root’s voice is a little bit shaky, trying a little too hard at seeming to be happy. She hears Root’s cries and the sound of gunfire-and this is Shaw, she very well could know simply by ear what Martine’s preferred firearm sounds like when it’s shot.
And look at Shaw‘s face. It just freezes. The self-proclaimed sociopath goes from seemingly indifferent to caring in a heartbeat. “Root?” she asks the first time, after hearing “That’s good enough for me,” a hail of bullets and the sounds of Root’s short, pain-filled groan. Shaw’s voice is almost soft, filled with disbelief and fear, hoping against hope that she’s wrong, that what she heard wasn’t what she knows it to be, that Root will make some stupid flirty innuendo that she’s grown so fond of.
And then the last “Root,” urgent and panicked and concerned, her fears confirmed but she will try one more time, but in her voice you can hear it. She doesn’t think Root is at all ok. And now, now Sameen truly knows what it means to feel fear.
You know what small thing about this scene has always fucked me up?
This, right before the simulation ends:
The Machine’s box for Shaw moves around a lot in this perspective shot. Those boxes move along with their subjects, and given that Shaw’s box covers basically the entire car, for the box to move as much as it does means that Shaw had to be moving around a lot. Every time I see it I get this mental image of Shaw thrashing around in anger and desperation, needing to get out of her cuffs and out of the car and get to Root.
And it kills me.
I was wondering if anyone would bring Shaw’s part up, and I’m glad fandom provided!
Because you know what? This? This is the saddest and darkest timeline.
Because not only does Shaw lose Root, she loses Harold, John, and Fusco.
She’s the only remaining survivor with the US economy down and only the Machine and Bear for allies.
Like it or not, but Shaw in Samaritan captivity was actually the best outcome for everyone, at least there was still hope that sometime in the future the Team would get Shaw back.
No, seriously Shaw looks so startled that Root has her drink. It took her a while to process that Root stole her drink. Her drink. From her hand.
From the second gif Shaw was all: Hey, that looks like my—- to the third gif where Shaw went: IT IS MINE. *grab*
And the look of: Why would you even—
(So, question, who bought that? ‘Cause when Harold appeared he only had the sandwich with him, no drinks. So, can we guess it was Root? Root bought her a drink, then decides to since she bought it anyway… she can share the drink with Shaw without her permission and Shaw’s all. NO. ITS MINE, YOU GAVE IT TO ME. ITS MINE.)
And everyone was freaking out, thinking Shaw was going to be pissed, violent towards Root, and that they’d end up worse than back at square one.
No, instead Root is allowed aaaaaaall over her personal space, stealing Shaw’s drink, and Shaw just ends up startled because how the fuck did you do that?!
This show’s constant delight in somehow knowing exactly what people are going to think is going to happen and instead turning it on it’s head is one of my greatest sources of delight.
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