*･゜ﾟ･*hello*･゜ﾟ･*

you fool. you buffoon. gon would blink his big brown eyes in confusion & say “but why would i fight against killua, my best friend in the world???” and killua would shove his hands in his pockets & pretend to be embarrassed but secretly be glad he didn’t have to try to come up with an excuse not to fight gon that would sound even remotely heterosexual

That's right... I came here to save someone.

sob (sad mob) This is a redraw of the frames below, I really liked this shot.

And even after his first meeting with Mob shatters that, after Teru realizes that he isn’t special or superior, he looks at the boy who tore him down to his foundations and stared into that well of insecurity and said they were the same–and he idolizes him. Because it’s easier. Because it’s safer. Because if Mob is so much better than him then he’s untouchable, then Teru still doesn’t really need to look at all that loneliness inside him. He just finds a different thing to plaster it over with.

(It’s better than it was. He’s helping people. He’s trying to do better. He gets to be around Mob sometimes, and it’s like looking into the sun, but it makes him happy.)

But he won’t reach out. He won’t dare try to build any kind of genuine intimacy, because how could someone so good want anything other than a surface-level relationship with someone like him?

(How could he want anything other than a surface-level relationship? He doesn’t need things to be different. He’s fine. The loneliness inside him twists and wails but he doesn’t look at it.)

And then he comes face to face with ???% and it’s terrifying and it breaks his heart but also it tears that pedestal down. Mob’s not perfect! He never has been!