Absolutely Obsessed With Your Santos And Whitaker Headcanons Please Keep Them Coming! I’ve Gone Through

Santos deffo gives big soccer lesbian vibes, I could see her playing field hockey or lacrosse too: the girls who run around in fields with sticks are brutal. but the gymnast idea really gives ties to the CSA Santos experienced, with a lot of people still remembering the Larry Nassar thing, and the Pitt really has to fit in maximum impact with details because they will never have a chance to devote more than a short convo onscreen to anyone’s personal life troubles. So it makes sense, even if Santos in cleats and sports bra feels more natural than Santos in a sparkly leotard

you're right, about all of this. honestly, the more i think about it, the more gymnast santos seems right for her character. i'm hoping we get to know more about her as a gymnast in the following season(s).

"I guess things haven't been easy without me."

Karma Episode 5: Rewind

Park Haesoo the man that you are

the pitt is crazy from a storytelling perspective because usually you sort of focus on one main plot point and it culminates over an arc so you have the time to have a dramatic chekhov's gun moment but this is one day in the ER so shit just keeps happening and gets resolved and happens again in a disjointed rhythm so instead you get chekhov's gun and chekhov's knife and chekhov's pregnancy test and chekhov's rats and chekhov's fourth set of scrubs and you have no idea when any of them are gonna fire.

so, when they're all sitting together and sharing their names in the fourth episode, ali reveals that he's been under the assumption that gi-hun's name is ssangmun-dong.

which means that whenever gi-hun started praising sang-woo by calling him the pride of ssangmun-dong, he thought... oh, i need to sit down for this...

Let’s talk about how Gihun felt watching the other players in the pentathlon.

He’s not stupid. He knows he has to pick his battles to win this war. He knows he is powerless without allies. He went into the games alone with faith in his heart that people will help him and make the right choice.

But some of that faith is challenged—they lose the first vote. Surely they’ll win the next vote after more players see the brutality of the second game when he has no knowledge of it to protect them.

Still, he has to watch players wearing red patches get gunned down. He has to watch them die knowing they wanted to leave and he failed to sway the votes, knowing his efforts backfired and feeling the weight of that.

He watches the clock with bated breath, shakes when bodies hit the dirt, cheers like he’s won big at the tracks when players pass.

What an intense experience it must have been for him.