abby 🍀

Can't wait till we get a digital copy of this movie so we can all stop reusing the same seven grainy screenshots

what i fucking love about this scene is that we know it's not really ryan, naim knows it’s not really ryan. there's no part about this that is naim being lulled, being seduced, being tricked, being gotcha!'d. it's not him but it wears his face; it talks like him, it caresses like him, it comes close and smiles and laughs like he would. naim is leaning in despite the danger, moth to flame, knowing full well what's in front of him and craving it anyway.

something has taken over my brain and it rhymes with leshmiticus