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"Why would I be afraid of some princess just because she is holding a weapon? I'm fairly certain you have no idea how to use it."
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@antimutantemily
"Iām the one holding a weapon here."
"Why would I be afraid of some princess just because she is holding a weapon? I'm fairly certain you have no idea how to use it."
āPerhaps you would care to say that once more, to my face this time?ā
"I apologize, I was only trying to get your attention. I need to ask you about something."
āHey ā watch where youāre standing! If I accidentally take your eye out I wonāt feel sorry.ā
"If you even point that thing in my direction you will feel sorry."
"The M stands for Madrox if youāre wondering."
"That's awful! Who did that to you?"
Ā āThey wonāt want me, after what Iāve done to their kind.ā She was not able to say she was a mutant, it was painful. No words relating to them. And she really believed that no one would takeher, and that she was alone in the world. Bree felt slightly better at the hug, responding to itwith her own arms around Emily. āOkay. Thank you Em. You donāt have to do it tho. You are right about mutants, and I canāt believe iāmāā she couldnāt continue her sentence.
"They will help you, Bree. I am sure there are mutants who would help you. Some of them must have some compassion for those are like them." She knew that her little sister was still in deep pain, but Emily hoped that her reassurance would help. Emily smiled as Bree wrapped her arms around her. "You're welcome. I do have to do it. You're my sister and I would do anything to protect you. You know that, right? Anything." She pulled away from the hug to look her sister in the eyes. "No. You're not like them. You've never hurt anyone. I know that."
Bree was hurt by Emily turning away from her. The waves of fears coming from her sister were all she could feel at the moment and it made her nauseous. āI know. I want to stop it. Iām scared of what I can do Em. Scared of hurting people.ā she revealed, letting Emilyās fear take over. āThatās what I am. A fucking monster. Iām dangerous. I deserve toĀ die.ā Bree understood why her sister needed time for herself. Bree still needed to process everything, her whole world crumbling. āI need a fuckingĀ month to process this.ā
Emily knew that no matter what she said, even if she lied and said she wasn't afraid of her sister, Bree would be able to feel all of her fear. She couldn't imagine what that felt like. "Look, okay, y-you're not going to hurt anyone. There are people who can help you, uh, control this. I know that you would never hurt anyone." That was a lie. She knew that the Bree she knew would never hurt another human, but this was different. Mutants were unpredictable and that included her sister. Hearing Bree say that she deserved to die was the last straw. Even if she was a mutant, Bree was still Emily's sister, the one that she had promised her mother that she would take care of. Emily still hated mutants, but she didn't hate her sister, she couldn't. She quickly turned around and ran over to Bree, wrapping her arms around her little sister and holding her tightly. "You know how I feel about mutants but I...I just can't feel that way about you. We're going to figure this out. You and me. Together. Okay?" She meant the words she was saying, she wanted to figure this out and help her sister. But there was a part of her that was still afraid of Bree. She couldn't imagine that ever going away.
Sif wandered the streets, not quite sure where she was supposed to go. Midgard confused her and she simply wanted to find Thor. She really didnāt want to be here terribly long. She didnāt enjoy this world, preferring the grandeur and regime that was Asgard. Getting lost for what felt felt like the umpteenth time she finally collapsed onto what we know as a bus bench.
Emily was walking around the streets of New York completely aimlessly. Her tears had finally dried up but it wouldn't be long before fresh ones would take their place. All she could think about was her sister, her mutant sister. Nobody hated mutants more than Emily and now she would have to make the hardest choice of her life. The AMS or Bree? She was paying so little attention to her surroundings that she managed to trip over the feet of a woman sitting on a bus bench. Quickly standing up and dusting herself off, she turned to the woman angrily. "What the hell was that?"
Loki turned around when he heard the voice, playing along with his part. He tilted his head to the side, concern shining in his eyes as he gazed at the girl. How easy it was to play this role. āNo, it is perfectly alright. It is completely understandable. Do you wish to talk about it? I have heard talking helps these matters.ā
When the man turned around and she caught a glimpse of his face, she felt somewhat drawn to him. Not romantically, but like he was somebody she could talk to. He looked like he truly cared. "I-...it's kind of a long story and I don't even know where I would start." Emily knew that she would feel a little bit better if she just got it out. "The short version is that I just found out something about my sister, something that I wasn't prepared for and something that makes me look at her in a totally different way, and now I don't know what to do. I love her, I mean of course I love her she's my little sister,Ā but this is something that changes everything and I want to be there for her but I can't even look at her right now."
Bree felt terrible, all of her sisterās fears, loud, taking over her, driving her crazy. She just wanted it toĀ stop. Why was she feeling it? She was a mutant, it was the only explaination. But it was horrible. Having your whole believes collapse all at once. And she knew the reason Emily was so afraid was because of her. And it was unbearable. Why was this happening? Why now? āIām not hurting anyoneā She said, but not believing it. With her curse, Bree would bring darkness, she wasnt worthy of living. Her motherās death came through her mind and, with her luck, she couldāve sent it to her sister. āEm Iām sorry. Iām a monster.ā
Emily had turned away from Bree and was now staring out the window and into the night sky. She couldn't turn around and face her sister, because she didn't know what she would see. Would she see the girl who Emily had loved with all of her heart and tried to protect her entire life? Or would she see a mutant, a monster, a freak?Ā "I know you're not hurting anyone, just - you have to be careful. You don't know what you can do." Hearing Bree call herself a monster was like being stabbed in the chest for Emily, but as much as she wanted to turn around, run over to her sister and hold her in her arms, she couldn't. She was afraid. "Don't call yourself that, okay?" But Emily was thinking the same thing. She couldn't help it. How could she embrace her sister now without turning her back on the views she had about mutants? "I-I just need a minute, alright? A minute to process this..."
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open And I donāt feel like I am strong enough 'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome And I donāt feel right when youāre gone away
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lilith and sho are your cousins and you did nothing to save her
"You donāt have any idea what the hell youāre talking about. That isnātā¦itās not possible. It canāt be.ā
"You donāt? Oh my. I am confuse too Em. I donāt know what to think." Bree wanted to scream. From all her body. And Emilyās fear flowing around was not helping. She was trying to ignore it, but the emotion from her sister was loud. "I know itās weird. I donāt know how to explain whatās happening. I donāt want to be a mutant. I hate mutants. They all have to die for what they did to mom. IĀ canāt be a monster. No. Not me. I canāt. IāāĀ She was close to a panic attack. āYour fear. Itās strong. itās all around you. I can feel it. ItāsĀ so loud. I canāt hear myself think. Itās like⦠Itās like sunrays on my skin, heating my body. I donāt like it. How can know that?ā
"I don't know. Right now I feel like I don't really know anything. My mind is just this big spinning blurry mess and I can't make it stop." Emily could barely even think rationally for long enough to string her sentences together. Could her sister really be a mutant? If she was, what would happen then? Emily's views on mutants were solid and were not going to change, no matter what. They were monsters. But her sister? She was the furthest thing from a monster. She was the only thing that Emily had left. "Just...okay, let's try and calm down, alright? We don't know that you're a mutant, it could just be..." Emily paused, trying to come up with another explanation. There wasn't one. "Okay, just," she was sure that Bree was a mutant now, "just stop freaking out and calm down, okay? Before you hurt somebody." Emily didn't know this version of her sister. The mutant version. She was telling Bree to calm down, but she herself was a trembling mess. Tears had begun to run down her face rapidly and she couldn't catch her breathe. "Bree I need you to..." she couldn't bare looking her sister in the eyes, and quickly turned away. "I need you to j-just step back from me right now."
"I am deeply sorry for the intrusion. Iāll leave, then."Ā
"Wait!" She quickly called out to the stranger before he could leave, quickly wiping her tears away in hopes that he wouldn't notice. "I apologize for snapping at you. I just have a lot running through my brain right now. Please don't leave on my account."
"Iāve always remembered those. I thought you did too." Bree could feel the fear raising in her sister and she didnāt understand how. The images, and nowĀ that? There was something wrong with her maybe she was a mutant after all? No. Impossible. Mutants were monsters, and she wasnāt. But then again, why was there a picture of them with Lilith with the mutantās sister? āI know that. I donāt understand. It makes no sense. I donāt know how that happened. But I swear, Iām no mutant freak.ā Bree was speachless as Emily described the Winter Soldier. It was Breeās fear, not Emilyās. āI was thinking about him. Iām scared of him. And youāre scared. I āā She didnāt know how to reveal the truth. āI felt your fear. I still feal it. In my bones. I donāt understand.ā
"I, no, I don't remember that. I don't know what I remember right now. I'm just confused about everything." Emily's eyes were racing around the room as she tried desperately, hopelessly, to understand what had happened. How could she be seeing what her sister was thinking about? Her memories? It was impossible. It wasn't something that humans were capable of. "I don't want to believe that you could be one of them, Bree. I don't. But something is happening right now, between you and me, that is not normal. It can't be explained." She could see that Bree was afraid, maybe as much as Emily was. "See? I-It happened again. Your thoughts in my head." Emily's eyes were now locked on Bree's as she spoke. "What do you mean? Bree, what are you saying?"
Thereās a dog behind you. I was going to pet it.
Well don't let me stop you.Ā