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danielita9 · 1 year
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teecupangel · 1 month
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sooo Desmond is an Irish name, so fae Desmond?? 👀 haven’t been able to get to my laptop to search your blog if you've already done this idea, but I thought I’d throw it out there anyway!
am a big fan of Weird fae, like when you look at them you think they should be human but something about them is so obviously not. uncanny valley with a side of fight-flight-or-freeze instincts kicking in just from being around them.
is this something something that comes from his parents? is it all Isu bullshit? is it something he changes into or is he born with it?? on that vein, what if he was a changeling child? lots of ways of incorporating the Isu and the calculations into that for sure
(am one of the anons who keeps coming back for renaissance baker Desmond, so thank you very much for answering those asks, and also for just being a rad individual in general. am still catching up on Eagle of Alamut, I think I’m around chapter 30, and absolutely LOVE what you've already done with it and where you’re taking it. my sib assures me Altaïr makes his appearance soon, and I'm GREATLY looking forward to it.
thanks again, I hope you're well 🧡) —bread anon
(Thank you! I try my best hahahaha. I am so sorry for being slow on asks and replies TTATT
I hope you’re enjoying the rest of Eagle of Alamut… especially Altaïr’s appearance hehehe)
Desmond Miles always knew he was different.
The other kids call him ‘ugly’ and they don’t like to play with him.
He had cried in his mother’s arms and told her what happened and she just… she looked somber.
She patted his head and held him close, comforted him with soft words and a warm hug.
Never once did she say anything about his face.
He was a little bit older when he realized why they think he was ugly.
There were no mirrors in their home.
Or even in the training building he spent most of his childhood in.
But there was a hand mirror in the infirmary.
Desmond never had a reason to go there. What he lacked in brute strength, he made up by being faster than anyone on the Farm.
He had went to the infirmary to take the first aid kit. One of the other kids had a painful gash on his arm. It wasn’t life-threatening but it needed to be cleaned and disinfected.
Desmond had been ordered to get the first aid.
He supposed it was because he had been the reason the boy had hurt himself, trying to run away from him like he was being chased by demons during a ‘game’ of tag.
They always run like they were scared for their lives when Desmond was ‘it’.
The doctor wasn’t inside so Desmond went towards the cupboard that would have the small boxes of first aids stacked on the bottom shelf.
He stopped when he noticed the hand mirror.
And saw his reflection for the first time.
Desmond Miles was not ugly.
But there was something in his features that made him seemed… strange.
It wasn’t anything that can be physically described about his facial structure.
He looked human but there was something in the human brain that just made it scream ‘danger’.
Desmond couldn’t explain it.
But he could see it.
He didn’t bring the first aid back to training.
He went home.
His mother was cooking something.
“What am I, mama?”
She didn’t seemed surprised by the question. She looked resigned.
She looked like she had been waiting for the day he would ask the very same question.
She led him to the dining room, letting whatever was on the stove continue to simmer in low heat.
“You’re my son, my dear little fairy.”
She didn’t held the same unnatural feel as he felt when he looked at his reflection.
But it didn’t sound like a lie.
Her hands trembled as she caressed his cheeks.
Her smile was genuine as she whispered, “You will always be my baby.”
But he could hear it.
The fear in the voice.
Whatever he was…
He was affecting her too.
Yet she didn’t try to run.
So he hugged her, pressing his face against her stomach.
Her trembling stopped and she held him like she was afraid he was going to disappear from her grasps.
She didn’t fear him if she didn’t see his face.
Whatever he was…
It was the face that scared all of them.
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Once upon a time, a young woman married a young man by the orders of her father. The man loved her but she did not. No matter what she did, she could not. She tried to be the best wife she could be.
She did not love him but she bore him a son. A weak little thing, more fragile than glass and smaller than any other child in their little commune.
She loved her child more than anything in the world.
But the world did not.
The child died during one cold winter night while her husband had been away.
In her grief, she took the cold body of her dead child and ran towards the forest, as silent as she was taught by her own father.
She came across a circle of mushrooms.
And heard the whispers of the fairy queen when she stood in the circle of it.
The fairy queen will save her child.
But he will become one of them.
“Yes! I agree! Please, save him!” The mother begged on her knees.
The fairy queen did not do it out of the goodness of her heart.
She was one of three rulers of their little fairy kingdom, long destroyed by the wrath of the sun.
She was nothing more than a ghost, traveling to the far future.
The mother gave the corpse to the ghost.
And the ghost gave it new life.
The mother thanked her as she held the warm body of her son.
And the ghost disappeared.
The mushroom circle melted like metal.
And mother and child returned to their home.
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Centuries ago, Minerva saw a future which the Assassins and Templars waste years fighting each other instead of finding a way to save the world.
She saw a future where Desmond Miles would die to save the world in their stead.
So she made a different choice.
There was no one to stop her.
Tinia had long given up, waiting for the end as he drinks and drinks and drinks.
Juno remains imprisoned in the Grand Temple.
She was the only one left.
She changed the trajectory of the Calculations to one where Desmond Miles died as a weak human baby.
She created a device and had it transported to where his mother would walk into in her grief, her mind weakened to the point of thinking of falling off the cliff nearby with her dead son in her arms.
It was a device she had created using Consus’ research.
Consus’ research cannot bring back the dead.
But with Minerva’s modification…
It could clone the dead.
But she didn’t clone the weak human baby that would die centuries from now.
She created a child made of Desmond Miles’ DNA from that tragic future.
And added her own DNA to reinforce his body and mind.
A new future the Calculations could not predict.
A new future where Desmond Miles is both human and not.
Minerva did not know if this would be a better future.
Still…
She does not regret it.
At the very least, before she died…
She was able to save someone.
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messrsage · 2 months
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Smut Sunday Snippet
tysm to the ever so lovely @fruityindividual for tagging me in this game!! honestly, there's nothing more smutty than a good ol' rainy moony and i can't wait to read more about him!!<3
i haven't really been writing at all lately but i do have a very sexy (aka one of them is crying during sex) scene coming up in the next chapter of home (is wherever i'm with you) so you can have that:
When he finally settles in him they’re both panting. They stay there for a moment, just enjoying the closeness. Just enjoying each other. He rests his forehead against James’s as James’s hands come up and wrap around his back, pulling him closer still.
It’s magic, Regulus thinks. It’s magic, the way they are right now. Because there’s no other explanation for how he’s feeling. This overspill of love, this overwhelming sense of belonging. This is all them. This is all they’ve built together. It’s a devastating thing to realise that he won’t get to have this for the rest of his life. To realise that they aren’t forever anymore. This is ephemeral. 
He doesn’t even notice that he’s crying until James looks at him worryingly, frantically wiping the tears streaming down his face away.
“Hey,” he coos softly. “Hey, what’s wrong? Am I hurting you?”
Regulus shakes his head, his forehead rubbing against James’s as he does.
okay np tagging: @inevitablestars @courfee @itsjaywalkers @xjustakay @stagpdf @static-radio-ao3 @anauro @sequinhaze <3
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sweetspecterz · 7 months
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this was supposed to be a little experiment and i took it way too far uuuhh oooopss
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lexa-ocean · 11 days
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...Ma'am
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This will totally happen btw my dad is a turtle and he confirmed (/j)
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thatwhaleisavillain · 30 days
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rolybug · 11 months
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(pretend that i wrote a really good awesome cool caption here)
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dissentersbedamned · 1 year
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I JUST REMEMBER BEFORE I GO TO EEPY LOOK AT THIS THANG I PUT IN THE TOP RIGHT CORNER
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klownykyt · 13 days
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Just a few traditional doodles while i sob anout not bring able to draw digitally until i get home
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murmurmurl · 7 months
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I'm procrastinating all the WH AU stuff I have to draw by making a meet the artist thing, yay!!
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faggyv4mpire · 4 months
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some pics i took 2day <33
my silly cat + me lol
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boxofwaspss · 6 months
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its always funny when i spot friends or mutuals/ppl i know on dnis well "funny" but yknow LOL anyway reminder that 99% of my content is dreammare, dark themes, fontcest, ect ect. if you dont like, block tags and/or me! (Also feel free to ask to tag). I don't tolerate assholes
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automatonknight · 2 years
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fruitvampart · 1 year
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Penguin smokes world's saddest joint, rolled by his spouse The Riddler.
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hiding-in-the-vault · 6 months
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what is cave au???
one day I was thinking to myself that I really love cool fantasy caves with massive caverns and glowing plants and all that. And I thought 'ok how do i get my blorbos to live in the Depths of the earth?' and the apparent answer was to do some crazy bonkers au shenanigans and say that the surface decided to grow upwards and swallow everything built upon it in a very sudden and destructive way. Like those 'the water is rising' challenges except its EARTH. So dsmp except they all live underground now because SOMEHOW thats all thats left : )
because i said so
And in this case, Dream has the contents of the revive book tattooed on his arms- most of it, anyway. And whenever he needs to use it, he fills in the rest himself. And the tattoos glow, because thats fun :) so he keeps his arms covered most of the time but it can be handy down there to be a nightlight.
I have some story beats in mind but considering my other au workload rn, i am hesitant to get too deep into new things. May keep this one only to single arts and text posts like this. . . idk.
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uwussch · 1 year
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some random sketchbook pages, bcs i forgot that my tumblr exists-
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