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#she wants everyone to be happy/safe
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probably screaming into the void here
but!! i love nat and miles’ relationship in secret empire!! he follows her she takes the role of reluctant mentor (even if her methods are,, questionable) to these teens who want to help.
listen, listen, these panels are everything
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she’s trying to stop miles from becoming a killer :( and having to deal with what she had to.
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napping-sapphic · 4 months
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Really sorry guys but I’m all out of forehead kisses today😔
All I’ve got instead is mentally cradling your face and resting our foreheads together and reminding you that you are good, that you deserve love and kindness, that you’re welcome here, that i care about you and i hope you’re doing okay
Yeah sorry idk if that makes up for it….sorry for the inconvenience….
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po-cky-o-o · 1 year
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I present a very unnecessary analysis of the scaralumi talk before the big fight
First of all I love the way they both can see through each other. I think often times we overlook how good Lumi is at understanding the feelings of others - mostly because Paimon does most of the talking - but here we can see just how good she is at reading him since (I believe) this is the most she has ever talked in a quest. Scara believes he knows what he wants, but Lumi knows what he needs.
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I like how he says this because it is true. We have been proven time and time again how Lumi cares about others, which is why despite her being enemies with Scara she can’t help but empathize with his situation.
But she’s not stupid, there’s where it comes the “almost” part. She is saying that as a way to try and stop his plans, not simply because she is worried about him and he knows that, but he still tries to convince her about him being, even though for a moment it almost sounds like he’s trying to convince himself.
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Scara then moves on to say how his life has been meaningless up to this point, as if becoming a god is his only purpose and without it he is nothing. So he tried to understand why would Lumi bother going through such “futile errands” of protecting everyone.
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But once again Lumi sees through him asking why then would he keep the connection with Haypasia (and consequently with Lumi herself). Even with his answer she is not convinced so he just deflects with his arrogance.
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Not to mention how everything he says about Haypasia can also be applied to Lumine, since they both share a connection with him and saw his past. I find it interesting how he was able to sense Lumi and immediately entered her consciousness to observe her
Once again Lumi is able to figure him out and say what she needed to tick him off. He says how bad she is at sewing discord, but he still goes ahead and attacks the fatui calling it an “expression of affection”like he did for Haypasia, putting the two girls on the same wavelength
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citymiddled · 6 months
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did you guys know that, well, the cruelty is the point
#i love this entire scene sooooo bad it's so delicious#flaunting the tadpole abilities and what he's capable of -- he's broken free of cazador somehow AND he can withstand the sun#and THEN once they leave. he attempts to manipulate tav in suuuuch a genuinely horrible way like#oh well of course i feel bad for them. i mean they're FORCED to do cazador's bidding. but no matter!#i'm fine sacrificing them for my own gain :) or rather... for OUR gain :)#this will keep both of us safe :) and... well... you want me to be safe right? :) you want me to be happy right? :)#this isnt him at his worst by any means but god it's soooo so good after how his act 2 arc is if youre romancing him#he's open and vulnerable and tells tav all about his plans and how he's been manipulating them this whole time#only to do it in a fun and new and interesting way all over again. but this time youre already 100% on his team#ANYWAY. i like when he's a bit fucking terrible#bg3#playing bg3#astarion#act 3 is really just a whole new beast to me at this point. how fun. i only got here once before and it was buggy and barely worked#sorry. i will be soooo deeply annoying as i rotate everyone in my head like little rotisserie chickens for the next few days#really thinking about how elluin is dealing with seeing this - she understands feeling like power will fix everything and keep her safe#but unlike astarion is capable of thinking long-term and about consequences#so this has her shaking in her fucking boots. and really has her grappling with the reality of their relationship#so until they actually get to the szarr palace and deal with the ritual... she's super withdrawn with astarion and even with the others#she wants him to be safe bc it means that she can realistically be safe since they're weird little mirrors for each other#but also. does safety exist without it becoming warped and horrifying#sorry. i will be normal again eventually
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lesbianbanana · 3 months
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Please know that it's not anti feminist to say that a woman (*cough* Helen and Persephone*cough*) who was kidnapped WAS kidnapped and didn't go by choice ❤️
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yusufstits · 1 year
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thinking about nile having nightmares and not being able to sleep post london and then being very tired during the day and taking naps on whoever's around
#like. my heart aches for her thinking about what she's going through after london#debating whether it's safe to contact her family and knowing she'll outlive them and could put them in danger if she does contact them#her friends completely ostracizing her after she came back to life#(once again. what the fuck they should have been so happy??)#so she's completely separated from her former life and is dealing with that loss#the trauma of killing and being killed#like given that she had nightmares about the man she killed in afghanistan i imagine she would also have nightmares a#about the people she killed during the rescue#and this would bring up a lot of complicated emotions and possibly a bit of identity crisis/self reflection on her being a marine#all of this plus being dropped into a group of people who've known each other for hundreds of years + mortal andy - exiled booker#anyway... she is going through a Lot#but: going back to “tell us” i think they would try to take care of her#and talk about her nightmares#(but also. there might be reluctance from nile to share or joe/nicky/andy to ask when she wakes up gasping#because what if she dreamt of quynh. like that's a whole other dimension - do they want to hear about it because it means she's alive#or do they not want to think of her dying over and over. i imagine nile would wrestle with this at first)#ok i got off track the point is. nile taking naps on andy nicky and joe and being comforted. i think that would be nice for her and everyon#there is a lot happening emotionally and andy has to heal physically and they all need to heal emotionally#so. naptime#sorry these tags are so long lol i had more thoughts than i thought#the old guard
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sskklvr · 8 months
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Aya, my dear <//3
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teecupangel · 10 months
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came across this post about Daniel Cross time traveling and kidnapping young Desmond and Lucy https://www.tumblr.com/teecupangel/720599469635371009
and I'm a sucker for the trope of villains who come to take care of a child in some shape or form and because of it go through a redemption /become slightly less evil arc so what if Cross's refusal to put Des in the animus starts as "if he goes into the animus the Desmond that killed me will come back" but as he spends time with Des it shifts to "you want me to put my son child I kidnapped into the same machine that drove me crazy??? no way in hell"
Okay. So the link above actually has added ideas by @fancysteawberrybeard in this post (And their additional ideas really strikes what you’re looking for, nonny).
I've been debating if I should post the additional idea I have because I'm not sure if my idea is okay... Anyway, if you prefer to keep it on the side of 'dysfunctional fake family au' with a possibility of a happy ending, then this is not what you're looking for.
This goes straight to bittersweet ending or downer ending depending on who wins and who you're rooting for XD
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Desmond doesn’t understand what had happened.
His last memories were the pain of burning from the inside as he activated the device.
No.
It was talking to Clay in the Gray...
Finally agreeing to his plans...
Then…
He was somewhere he didn’t recognize, being shaken by a man who looks too similar to Daniel Cross to be a coincidence.
“Desmond? Desmond! Can you hear me? Do you know who you are?”
Does he know who he is?
What kind of question was that?
He was Desmond Miles.
He had always been Desmond Miles.
“Daniel, give him some space. He might be in shock.” A woman with black hair and…
Does he know her?
No.
He didn’t.
But she called the man in front of him as Daniel.
And…
Desmond looked down at his hands.
They were smaller.
His tattoo was gone.
And the calluses weren’t as bad as they were when he left the Farm when he was sixteen.
That reaction must have meant something to the one named Daniel because his hands on Desmond’s shoulders tightened slightly.
His voice was void of any emotion as he asked, “Desmond Miles. Do you remember me?”
Desmond raised his head and stared at the man in front of him.
There was fear in his eyes.
And…
Grief.
Desmond didn’t understand why but he knew the answer to the question the man had asked, “Daniel Cross.”
There was a beat before Desmond added, “Traitor.”
Cross’ expression turned into a kaleidoscope of rage, sorrow, grief and fear. Desmond’s instincts kicked in, and he slapped Cross’ hand before he could grip his neck and jumped back.
“Bring him back!” Cross screamed as he lunged for Desmond once more.
“Daniel, stop!” The woman screamed but Desmond ignored her, instead focusing on Cross. He had traveled back in time just as planned but something definitely went wrong.
But Desmond could think of that later.
All that mattered was that his body was still too young to take out Cross right now so…
Desmond ran towards Cross and slid between his legs, quickly skidding to the other side of the room. He quickly patted his pockets and felt a switchblade which he took out.
Where did he get the switchblade?
He doesn’t know.
It didn’t matter.
Desmond ran out of the room and threw the switchblade at the panel on the other side once the door had closed behind him, effectively short-circuiting the door and imprisoning Cross inside.
He blinked to activate his Eagle Vision and his eyes widened when he saw that Cross and that woman’s figures glowed bright blue.
Only to feel a sting on his temple that made him wince and when he opened his eyes once more, the woman was white while Cross was now red.
What…
No.
Desmond would have to think of what this all means later.
He needed to get out of here…
He wasn’t safe here in Abstergo’s facility…
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24 hours later, Desmond’s face would be plastered all over the world with the name Desmond Vidic. A missing ‘child’ with a grandfather worried about him…
Clay knew what happened immediately and he had Desmond’s code phrase from their previous life added to Erudito’s list of accepted code phrases for their emergency hotline years ago when Clay had insisted that the hotline be created in the first place.
The mentor was amicable to most of Clay’s demands and, honestly, Clay knew that the mentor knew more than he was letting on.
He wouldn’t be surprised if the mentor had a POE in his possession that let him see ‘the future’ or something similar like a book of prophecies written by someone who had studied the Apple for a long time like Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad.
At this point, Clay wouldn’t be surprised by anything.
Not even by a hooded figure appearing in his office without tripping the many security alarms and the patrols.
Clay simply raised his head and greeted, “Hey. I thought you’d use the emergency hotline.”
“Didn’t think it would already be up.” The hooded man replied as he pulled his hood down. Clay recognized him immediately.
Hard not to.
Since his missing poster has been shown everywhere by this point.
“Clay…” Desmond stared at him as he asked, “What the fuck happened to me?”
“Take a seat first, Desmond.” Clay suggested as he nodded at the not that comfortable chair on the other side of his desk, “We have a lot to talk about.”
Desmond sat down almost immediately and Clay felt a sense of relief knowing that Desmond still trusted him.
Well…
Clay wasn’t sure how far that trust went considering this entire thing was pretty much happened because Clay didn't think of the possibility that…
“When he used the Calculations to travel back in time, Daniel Cross hitched a ride.” Clay started, “This is only a guess but the plan was for the two of us to remember everything but, because he was with us when he returned to the past, something went wrong with the transfer.”
“You have a ‘closer’ connection to him than I do and that’s why you were hit instead of me.” Clay continued, “From what I can figure out, he remembered everything when he was put in the Animus the day my transfer was completed and you… your memories were locked as well.”
“And the Animus was the key to unlock it.” Desmond realized, making Clay nod. Desmond stared at him quietly for a moment before he asked, “What did Cross do, Clay? Did he kidnap me?”
“He kidnapped you when you were eleven and…” Clay’s voice softened as he said, “I’m sorry, Desmond. Cross killed your parents the day he took you.”
Desmond grew quiet and Clay knew that the man would grieve for them. He had spent so many years (decades? Centuries?) planning on how to change his past. How he could fix the broken parts that the Miles had… Or, at least… try to do something, anything, to change their family for the better.
“Clay.” Desmond’s expression was blank but his eyes glowed with fury and Clay knew…
He knew…
The time had come to finally break the chains that kept this timeline on the course that the Isus have laid out.
“Contact the current mentor.” Desmond ordered, “We’ll do as we discussed before.”
“We’ll start our own purge.”
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jelfish-aether · 3 months
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NEW DISGRUNTLED OLD MAN ALERT
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deancaskiss · 1 year
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what if I just? added one more name to my bio? but didn’t make an announcement post about it because I don’t wanna annoy y’all with adding just one more name? even though this name means a lot to me and to my girl and it feels special and fits me well? would that be okay? would anyone see it in my bio and use it? or am I just being too annoying and I just need to shut up? or am I being nervous and I just need to do it because I want to and because it makes me happy and that’s what matters?
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man i missed ot 🥲
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vigilantejustice · 8 months
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we’re no contact so it’s like. whatever but will admit there’s a complicated feeling coming up about my stepsister (only in the most technical sense) wishing my dad a happy father’s day + him being like “thanks kiddo” about it
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billsmithbackjr · 9 months
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personally i think the whole series would have been better if eli glinn was killed with knives or something
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justicebled · 9 months
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everyone stop what you're doing and go wish mars @zelotae a happy birthday. my best friend always looks after other people + cares a damn lot and is the biggest sap and goober i've ever met, but i want them to have an awesome birthday on this website too. they deserve it, and because today is their special day i won't be pranking / trolling / bullying them. because lily is pure and innocent.
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mudinyourshoes · 2 years
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I stand by my conviction that Arthur should have stepped down when he learned that Morgana was his sister. The show should have ended with Morgana as queen, Gwen as queen consort, and Arthur and Merlin as their royal knight and sorcerer, defenders of the queens' peace
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lepidopterium · 2 years
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!!!
#spent all day in agony in bed because my fucking parents keep dragging us around on this awful vacation to whatever suits their whim w/o#asking us what we want or even showing any care for how we're doing or adjusting#i didnt want to leave the house of my aunt in cairo. i have privacy there and its closest to what im used to living in#i can tolerate the heat wave there despite my antidepressants. and im genuinely happy and at ease#but now im at the aunt who lives in the country and. bless her i love this aunt but i cant function here#the water is polluted and spending most of the vacation out here dried up my hair and skin badly. not to mention i havent been drinking#enough water because i can only safely drink bottled water which is expensive#and truly ive been trying to make the best of things but im trapped. i cant go anywhere. im always physically uncomfortable bc i#cant get used to living in the country like this. im surrounded by people who act friendly and sweet but still dont take no for an answer#whether it be forcing me to eat meat or like in the case of my baby cousin sticking to me bc i listen to her talk#and im scarred from being forced by my family out here to apologize to my mother (and they tried to get me to hug her) after SHE pulled a#knife on me and the aunt from cairo had to wrestle it out of her hand#i feel ill listening to cousins i looked up to as a kid talk about gay people and effeminate men the way they do#and i cant be at ease bc as a woman i have to act and dress in a way im not only used to but despise#ultimately ive had to mentally erase who i am and my needs so i can get through the day to day here#bc i cant go anywhere. i cant eat or dress how i like. i have limited access to things that bring comfort. i can barely communicate.#i have no privacy. and i have to act polite and happy no matter how i feel. and im physically ill from this heat#i cant even use the bathroom out here. no ready access to clean water either. i dont even have these basic things#and im trying to sleep but everyone is in this fucking room and the lights are on and theyre all chatting so i had to bury my face in my#sleeve and just quietly cry because im exhausted and there's nothing i can do about it but endure#i want to go home. i want to at least be back in cairo where i feel semi normal.#im sick and need to shower with warm. clean. water#i can't keep enduring nonstop daily discomfort on the most basic level. and i have no where to go#and i feel like a baby for complaining. but there is nothing for me here. and i can only survive here by pretending im not here and just#letting things happen BUT. im at my limit by now.#she pulled a fucking knife on me and then they made ME apologize. she was going to kill me.#im all alone. i want to go home.#plus everyone keeps touching me. i cant get any space. everyone keeps talking to me about marriage and kids and then getting upset when i#say no. i dont want that. i mean it. its not a joke. i dont want that. why wont they stop fucking bringing it up. why do they insist it's#wrong of me to want otherwise. barely have a glimpse of who i am and already im teetering on disdain from jokes that are actually serious
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