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duckytree · 11 months
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if obi wan had raised luke, padme’s ghost would be subjected to twice the headache she died with
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Listen I’m sure someone has already talked about this scene, and way better than I ever could, but it makes me so feral and I need to talk about it too
This is hands down the most depressing scene in the entirety of NtN in my opinion.
Surface level it’s Gideon yelling at Crux, but the significance here comes from the exact word choice. “You could have lived for her. But you didn’t know how.”
She uses past tense.
It’s not about Crux (who arguably did live for Harrow, considering his purpose was raising and protecting her, and could by all means still do this if he changed his mind about dying for Harrow.) It’s not about the congregation who worshipped her.
It’s about Gideon, who can’t live for Harrow anymore, because she’s dead. It’s about the promise she broke at the end of the first book. She’s talking about herself.
Harrow made her promise that when it comes down to it, Gideon needs to save herself. If only one of them can survive, it has to be Gideon.
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At the end of the first book, Harrow is actively planning to sacrifice herself so Gideon can live, bringing up the promise and then diving into what this is actually about. Namely, how she owes Gideon her life back.
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And Gideon breaks that promise, instead deciding to sacrifice herself for Harrow.
“I can’t keep my promise because the entire point of me is you. There is no me without you.”
Gideon doesn’t know how to live for Harrow, how to exist without her, even though it’s the most important thing Harrow ever asked of her—and so she dies for her instead.
“You could have lived for her. But you didn’t know how.”
And the sacrifice ended up being rejected by Harrow, because it’s not what Harrow wanted. It never was. So Gideon ended up feeling rejected and like her life and giving it up wasn’t worth anything. And she still immediately offers herself up again without hesitation. She’s ready to die for Harrow all over again, even now that she’s already dead.
“Die. Die for her. It’s the only goddamn good you’ll ever do her.”
Gideon is fucking furious—so much that Nona can’t even place her voice anymore—but not at any of the people who would rightfully deserve her fury. Not at Crux. She’s furious at herself. This whole scene is so damn heartbreaking to me.
And out of all the cruel things Crux has done to Gideon throughout her life, this might be the worst one: telling the girl who died for the Reverend Daughter once and was ready to die for her a second time that she couldn’t even get that right. That she managed to screw up the one purpose she was actually supposed to serve, the only good she’s ever done for Harrow.
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Gideon is dead. She can’t do what Harrow asked and live for her anymore. What the hell is she supposed to do if she can’t die for her, either?
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likeamaya · 6 months
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me @ fucking miguel o’ hara after he gave more ✨ trauma ✨ to my beautiful boy
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like, seriously, can we talk about how WRONG what he did to miles was? they kinda put all the emotional baggage aside in the movies but in the spider within short we actually had a small understanding of how exactly being spiderman FUCKS YOU UP.
YOU SEE THIS SHIT?
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miles is a kid! he became spiderman at 13!
if miles felt like THAT before, imagine what he’s going through after atvs.
being told that your father has to die, your closest friends betray you, being chased by people who are supposed to be like you, who are supposed to get you and have your back, being hurt, smashed against a train by this massive, mentally unstable man who put the blame on you for something that was COMPLETELY out of your control and whispers into your ear that you are a mistake and that you do not belong with them???
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SIR THAT’S A 15 YEARS OLD BOY.
i get what he went through, i understand what he says and i don’t really hate him hate him, like, partially hate him. BUT that’s no excuse for what he did to miles.
kinda wanted to share this because people go crazy for him because of his character design, his power and general ☕️ charm 👀 but I WILL NOT FORGET NOR FORGIVE WHAT HE HAS DONE TO MY BABY BOY
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chaoticyumelikes · 10 months
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Miguel walks into the room smiling pleasantly while Hobie, Gwen, Pavitr and especially Miles watch on in awe.
Gwen: I never saw him really smile.
Pavitr: Are his eyebags somehow.... Less prominent on his face?
Hobie: You reckon he offed someone?
Miles: Or he's about to finally kill me-- OMG he is looking at me!!!
Miguel: Hey Miles! I'm sorry for the way I acted. Don't worry we'll fix the problems you made.
Miles flinches as Miguel ruffles his hair and walks away.
Hobie: Alright... * Hobie removes you from your hiding place while you yelp like a scared critter * What did you do?
You: I.... Maaaay.... Have... Hit him with a tranquilizer strong enough to down a rhino.
You give a nervous smile while everyone looks at you dumbstruck.
Pavitr laughing: You are so dead when he finds out.
Gwen placing a somber hand on your shoulder: Way to take one for the team.
Miles solemnly: You shall be missed.
Hobie grinning: I knew you had it in ya.
You pratically crying: You're all welcome I just wanted him to rest for a while... He is going to kill me isn't he?!
Peter B having overheard everything: IF! He finds out.
You in fetal position: This place has cameras everywhere he WILL find out.
Peter B: Oh.... Right.... Nice knowing you.
Lyla: Girl! Don't worry I gotcha! I erased all footage of that. As far as the big man spider knows, he just fainted from exhaustion!!!
You crying tears of happiness: Thank you Lylaaaaaa! You are aweso- wait a minute?! Couldn't you have told me that sooner?!!!! I've been hiding for HOURS!!!!
Lyla laughing: I know it was hilarious. Hope that thought you a lesson tho. Byeeeee~~~~
At that you pout and Lyla records it, after all your pout is very similar to her boss', she plans showing it to ya as a collage at your wedding after giving the whole "they are so similar it is a wonder you didn't get together sooner" speech.
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pearlsinmyhair · 8 months
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NO BECAUSE LET ME TELL YOU WHY THIS HURTS ME.
lo’ak feels less than. neglected. misunderstood and unloved. he does not feel seen, which is the most important thing, the deepest form of connection, to the na’vi. he tries so hard to be what his father wants, what he sees neteyam get praised for being.
a warrior. a protector. a fighter.
and who’s the mightiest warrior around?
Toruk Makto. His dad.
so he goes around to the seasoned warriors and the elders of his clan, asking for stories of Toruk Makto, specifically how he dressed. and the morning before the raid, away from his family’s eyes, he paints on pigment.
he wears his fathers image with pride, flying straight into a battle like a warrior.
and he stands in front of his father, upset but understanding in some way. he’s apologetic, but he doesn’t regret his decoration.
that is, until Jake says
get that crap off your face.
because when jake looks his son in the face after the explosion, eyes unfocused and body trembling, he doesn’t see a warrior.
he sees a soldier of war, battered and bloody.
and his fourteen year old son should not be celebrating that.
he sees himself in the worst way possible. no elder tells the story of those that died in the War.
Trudy. Grace. Tsu’tey. Eytukan.
they sing the songs of their lives, sure. but their deaths are never the focus.
when jake sees his son, decorated as he was, he sees heroic ignorance. he sees a child playing war.
he sees crap.
and jake is so tired of war, so tired of fighting. but he misses the point of lo’ak’s efforts.
look at me, father. do you see me?
and jake, terrified and fraying at the edges after seeing his sons in the middle of an aerial attack, says
get that crap off your face.
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summerdoddles · 5 months
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My faves switching outfits horray!!
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strayswolf · 1 month
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Bruce absolutely breaking down over the loss of Jason and taking it out on Dick, the most available and easy target in this moment. Blaming anyone else because he can’t bear the weight nor admit the guilt he feels—that his statements should be directed at himself. Bruce feels resentment at himself that he never adopted Dick like he did Jason.
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Also, I appreciate the slowly distancing fade out of the last several panels as a visual display of the emotional reflection Dick’s living in this moment with the batcave as an allegory of the tumultuous upheaval the bat mantel has wrought on the family in the here and now.
Comic: New Teen Titans #55
Writer: Marv Wolfman
Artist: George Perez
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elven-beckons · 2 years
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“Truly, there is no one I more desire to end.”
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shawnaise · 2 months
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ok no way henry just told shawn that he never should’ve come back to santa barbara. that is an UNBELIEVABLE thing to say to your child; especially when he’s just made a decision that could cost him his livelihood. a parent should be in your corner no matter what, but especially when you make a mistake. but henry is only angry; like he always is. and shawn thinks he deserves it. he really thinks he deserves it.
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lucyjlockwood · 8 months
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Lucy: *winces*
Lockwood: Luce what’s wrong?
Lucy: just period cramps. I’m fine.
Lockwood: …
Lockwood: *stands*
Lockwood: *grabs rapier and heads to door*
Lucy: what are you—
Lockwood: going to fight God.
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ihearteugeneroe · 2 months
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im having so many feelings about john and gale in the new episode and i NEED to share them. buckle up guys this is a long one because this last episode was angsty for these two and i love psychoanalysis
HUGEEE MOTA SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!!
first and foremost, john is absolutely not okay. like i know we have seen this so many times already because he’s been on a mental decline since episode six but it’s gotten worse. the beginning scenes where him and gale fetch the water and gale tries to create some playful banter only to receive a mostly silent john is scary, especially because he knows that man is a chatterbox that can’t shut up to save his life. something has changed and gale knows, but gale doesn’t push it.
second of all, the topic of marge. nobody would ever make fun of a guy getting a letter from his girl because that’s the only source of joy they get inside the hell of a pow camp. but the way john seems almost annoyed by it, as if it is personally inconveniencing him is so noticeable. now one could argue it’s just because he doesn’t have a girl back home, but i don’t think he cares even a little bit about that. john has realized that his home is wherever gale is. which brings me to my third topic.
the scene where gale tells john he asked marg to marry him. the fact that he doesn’t even say those exact words, but rather “popped the question and she said yes”. god, the tension in that scene was goddamn near unbearable. john is entirely stoic which is concerning knowing that he is a man of emotion who feels things on an entirely different level than most men. something is turning within his brain and his way of congratulating gale was so robotic and almost calculated. i feel like a part of him kind of froze in that moment. i mean, he likely knew they would never get anywhere serious because hell this is the 1940s in the middle of a war but still. his buck is no longer his. and who does he have besides buck?
which brings me to one of my final points: john is realizing he doesn’t have anybody. that scene between them where he mentioned he never got letters because he didn’t set it up right, and was so concerned gale would only know this version of him and not his old self. i don’t think anything gale could’ve said would help, but it was nice that he tried at least… john’s whole world is gale, but gale has his world back in america. he has a home. he has something to return to and someone to love when he’s out of this mess. all john is going to return home to is his own loneliness and severe ptsd. john is a feeler and he feels things deeply and painfully, like a knife in the belly, especially when it comes to gale. the man he’s in love with has a woman to return to, and he might as well just be a legend that gale tells his kids about someday. but to john, gale is everything. he will never forget.
anyways this episode for them was VERY angsty and it’s late and i’m tired so this is kind of all over the place but i wanted to share my main thoughts. thank you for reading if you got this far i’ll probably continue my rant tomorrow depending on if this actually gets any traction LMAO i still don’t know how tumblr works.
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samtamdan · 26 days
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Azula: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.
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flooflepuff · 5 months
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I’ve seen people talk about how tragic it was that Scar started his episode with wanting friends and then getting a task that asks the opposite, but no one is talking about the true tragedy here, the apocalypse.
People are chasing after him, people are out for his head, his blood, his soul and he desperately, desperately tries to get away. Then the sheer panic when he dies, the panic he was in getting cornered with the same people who killed him, yelling at him to read a book, and all he could do was pull his bow and point it at anyone who dares come close as if he was a feral animal. That, that was what was most tragic to me.
Scar’s been the happy go lucky one throughout the seasons, his entire personality revolves around the cocky business man facade after all. But then this session rolls around and suddenly we see the face behind the mask and he’s scared, he’s lonely and oh so hurt.
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not-my-final-account · 11 months
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clone: I mean there's normal Jetti *points at Mace Window Windu and Barriss* and then there's the disaster lineage
*points at Ahsoka* the commanders exiled from the Jedi order *Ahsoka grins*
*points at Obi-Wan* hes on the verge of a mental breakdown
*points at Anakin who has tired eyes, tear streaks down his face, bags under his eyes, and force knows what else* hes past several mental breakdowns
*points at force ghost Qui-Gon* he’s dead (some clone in the distance: and maverick!)
*points at Dooku* he’s a literal sith
*points at Yoda* hes a thousand-year-old-green-gremlin
Yoda: HMMMM, a green-gremlin-thousand-year-old who is? He he he!
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leceitt · 5 months
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Can’t wait to see her again next year
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icepopstar5105us · 1 year
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Short but fun. Lol.
Zatanna knew they were screwed the moment she saw the summoning circle. It was surrounded by ominous runes about death, dark kings, and power. The chanting started as the Young Justice Team watched in frozen terror.
“Zatanna?” Aqualad asked through the mind link as he tried to escape from the magical bind, “What are they doing?”
“They’re summoning something.” Zatanna replied worriedly, “The circle signifies it’s something powerful. Maybe royalty… something to do with death.” The summoning circle began to glow green.
“That doesn’t sound good.” Wally shuddered from where he laid — legs bound together.
“It probably isn’t.” Robin agreed.
The chanting finished, and a green light shot out from the portal. The summoning circle’s runes started to turn a brighter green until the runes erupted into green flames.
“Guys?” Zatanna’s fear shot through the mindlink, “Whatever they summoned just destroyed the containment runes.”
There was a rush of air as the lights flickered — the flames went out before the room plunged into darkness. There was a series of thuds, screams, and various noises of a fight. There were a few flashes of green and a childish giggle. The team was released, but they stayed in place out of fear. Two claps — the lights came up. A boy stood in the summoning circle. His white hair was tousled and his neon green eyes were sharp.
He gave them a teasing smile, “You can drop the fighting stances. I just took out your enemy. You're welcome, by the way.” His head tilted as he looked at the runes, “Huh. They were hoping for Pariah. Idiots — he hasn’t had been around for a good few years and even if he was, he wouldn’t have spared them.”
“Who are you?” Wally blurted.
“I mean, most people just call me Phantom, but there’s like a bunch of different names for me, so call me whatever’s most comfortable.” The boy didn’t seem to care either way, “You probably need to get going, so here.” A flash of green energy formed in his hand and when it went away, there was a piece of black paper with green runes written on it between his fingers. Danny handed it to Wally, “I can sense that you’re closer to my realm than anyone else here. Keep this on you for the next six years. When you think your death is inevitable make sure you have it and I’ll do what I can.”
“Okay?” Wally sounded confused, “What’s your realm?”
Phantom opened a portal, “I’m the King of the Infinite Realms.”
Zatanna and Kaldur flinched as Phantom stepped through and they looked at Wally with worry and panic.
“What?” Wally asked, “What’s wrong? I got a souvenir!”
Zatanna swallowed, “Wally…”
“Don’t.” Kaldur shook his head, and he turned to look at Wally, “Keep that on you at all times. Do not lose it. It may save your life later on.”
“Yessir!” Wally grinned, giving a goody salute.
Wally had always carried that strange piece of paper. He hadn’t known what it was, but his friends’ worry made him keep it close.
It had never really done anything… until Wally was starting to fade into the speed force. He had to keep running or it was over. He wasn’t as fast as his predecessors, but he was helping — he was just the push they needed to win. He was about to die, but it was the only way to defeat his enemy and save the world.
So, Wally ran faster. He told Barry his last words and let the world fade to white.
When his vision refocused, he was standing in a dimly lit room with strange green fog.
“Where am I?” Wally asked, confused.
“I told you I’d do what I could.” Phantom stepped out of the mist.
“I never got to visit your realm.” Wally said, confused, “Is this it?”
“No. This is inbetween.” Phantom gave Wally a sad smile, “Your friends were right to be worried about you — they know the Infinite Realms by another name.”
“And what is that?” Wally asked.
“The realm of the dead.” Phantom replied, eyes softening, “It’s usually a difficult fate to avoid… but I pulled some strings.”
“So… You’re going to let me live?” Wally blinked.
Phantom nodded, “Yes.”
“I appreciate it, but why me?” Wally wondered.
The Undead King hesitated, but then he sighed, “I was fourteen when I died.” Phantom admitted, “It was an accident in my parents lab. Electrocution. I didn’t let my friends try to save me, because I wanted to protect them. So when my friend stepped forward, I told him to stand back… I took the hit and nothing could be the same, because I died. Later on, my protectiveness of those around me became something that other ghosts came to respect, but to be honest? I never should’ve had to sacrifice myself in the first place. I was too young.” He sighed.
“So I… remind you of yourself?” Wally asked softly.
“Well, an early-to-mid teenager with a nearing death date did hit a bit close to home, but it’s not particularly rare. Mildly uncommon, but… it happens. I wasn’t going to do anything. I usually don’t… but you’re unique in a way I couldn’t ignore. You have witnessed so much, and yet you stay so kind and bright. It’s something I’ve come to value” Phantom whispered — almost reverently, “There are very few people who can still find laughter, light, and hope in the face of tragedy. I couldn’t take that from your world… so I’m not. Not now, anyways. Your new death date is distant, but that can still change if you are not careful. Do not waste your life. The time you have is precious. Use it well.” Phantom said and then a smile crossed his face, “Say hello to your friends for me.”
The darkness began to fill Wally’s vision, and he startled from a place on the ground. He blinked the spots out of his vision and turned to grin at his friends. The disbelief on their faces made him feel awkward so he shrugged, “So… Phantom says hi.”
A smile slowly spread across Kaldur’s face. Nightwing also smirked at the comment— Wally wasn’t sure when he’d figured out what Phantom had given him, but he wasn’t surprised he had. Zatanna wasn’t there at the moment, but she’d probably be grinning too,
Wally was taken by surprise when Artemis tackled him into a tear filled hug. She knocked him over and Wally’s grin softened, “Love you, Arty.” He sat up and held her close, “Love you so much.”
Artemis sniffled and hugged him, “I love you, idiot. Don’t ever scare me like that again. You hear me?”
“I won’t.” Wally promised.
He had a ring in his dresser. He’d had it since his eighteenth birthday. Artemis’s mother had given her blessing. After nearly missing his chance, Wally wasn’t going to wait any longer.
He proposed to Artemis two days later.
“I got a second chance at life, and it made me realize… .” Wally had said, “Every day that I’m not with you, is a day I’ve wasted. Your laugh and smile mean so much to me and I want to see you happy every day. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” He got down on one knee. Artemis had covered her mouth as she smiled, “Artemis, will you marry me?”
When she said yes, Wally had put the ring on her finger. They’d kissed and he’d spun her around in excitement.
Eventually, there was a new hero duo. The man was known as Blur — a speedster rumored to have once worked with Flash. The woman called herself Focus — her enemies rarely knew she was there until the arrow had already struck. Together, they could do almost anything. They lived a long time until they retired.
When Wally died, it was in his sleep. It was a peaceful death after a life of adventure. Wally had made the most of every opportunity he got. He had little to no regrets when he passed.
Phantom smiled as Clockwork showed him Wally’s fate. A painless death and a life well lived was the best fate one could hope for.
He knew he’d made the right decision.
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