Wait! I can help! But not if I’m stuck here, take me with you!
We can’t.
I’m not afraid of Nicholas Endicott. Or any other old man in a $20,000 suit. I am not afraid of him, Ainsley! I liked him! He was the first man in a long time that I could---. He was a widower, I thought he was broken like me, I thought he understood. But I was wrong. So, until you have endured a lifetime of heartache, maybe you could give the old woman in a $20,000 suit a little credit.
“you’re still rory’s mother, i’m still her teacher. we’re still.... us,” “so, nothing’s changed?” “nothing’s changed,”
it’s not easy to know i’m not anything like i used to be although it’s true i was never attention’s sweet center I STILL REMEMBER THAT GIRL
“B’Elanna ----- you have a new family now. Here on Voyager. You’re not gonna lose us. You’re stuck with us.” “You can’t promise me that,” “No. I suppose I can’t. Losing people is inevitable, and sometimes it happens sooner than we expect. But I can promise you that the people on this ship aren’t about to let you stop living your life, or break your neck on the holodeck. You’re gonna have to find another way to deal with this.” “I don’t know how.” “We’ll figure it out. Together,”
#b'elanna torres#chakotay#trekedit#star trek voyager#extreme risk#my name is alexandria and i'm only capable of making gifsets at 1 AM apparently#i feel like my coloring gets a little nicer with every set i make so.... progress??#any w a y i'm emotional and i need to sleep so i'll chuck this out and peace out for another couple of weeks until inspiration strikes again#my gifs#mine
B’Elanna “I’m Not Hostile” Torres (with bonus Miral “I Get It From My Mom” Paris)
-----Don’t you think you could at least acknowledge that? Can’t you admit that you won’t be able to get out of here without me? -----I don’t know that I can get out of here with you. Brute force isn’t going to do it. -----Maybe not! Maybe we’ll die in the attempt, but that’s better than sitting here like frightened tikacats doing nothing!
if i’m honest i know i would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two for that girl that i knew
It’s so strange. When I was a child, I did everything I could to hide my forehead: hats, scarves, you name it.
no matter how i tried, all i could do was love you. GOD, i loved you so.
.....it’s the survivors. the leftover humans. they’re the ones i can’t S T A N D to look at
the book thief