Hytham & Basim: And My Father's Love Was Nothing Next To God's Will

hytham & basim: and my father's love was nothing next to god's will

ocean vuong, prayer for the newly damned / desireé dallagiacomo, origin story / jaleigh johnson, assassin's creed: the golden city / traci brimhall, lullaby on mount moriah, and: dioskouri / elizabeth lindsey rogers, questions about the father / amatullah bourdon, and my father's love was nothing next to god's will

NAOE AND YASUKE IN ASSASSIN’S CREED SHADOWS

There was something so heartbreaking about how scared of being alone Basim was when he realized he would never see Nehal again. She might not have been real, but she was real to him and to me 😔. There was terror in his voice when he asked if he would be alone. Nehal was his best friend, his past and present. She was his constant companion throughout his childhood, a time when he probably felt very alone. His father is dead and he has to find a way to survive. He is alone. No parents, no brothers, no one. Yet there was Nehal. The one who he could always find. The one who kept him company. The one who kept him grounded and focused on important things. It was her face he saw when he awoke from his nightmares. It was her who comforted him and tried to help him get rid of them. It was her who appeared when he felt alone or conflicted. She was there when he needed her the most. At Alamut, he was never really alone. He was surrounded by people who encouraged him and cared about him. But when he left, she was there for him. They may have drifted apart, but you can't deny that they still loved each other (platonically). They had differing opinions and motivations, but they would still find peace in each other's presence. Their friendship was one of devotion and care for one another. There was never any fear that Nehal would abandon Basim. She always told him that she would never leave him and stay by his side forever. No matter where he was, he knew Nehal was out there. He knew she would be back in Anbar. She was his home, everything familiar to him. The part of him he could never leave behind. The part of him that would haunt him if he had not gone searching.

Now, he will never see her again. He will never talk to her again. He will never joke with her again. He will never hug her again. He will never rest knowing she would be there to wake him if he had a nightmare again. He will never hear the words he so desperately needs again. He will never be able to return to Anbar and find the house inhabited by a familiar face again. She is gone, and he will be alone. Not even a mentor to guide him. With Nehal's "death," Basim also died. He is now Loki, with all of his rage.

While Nehal was the manifestation of Loki and her appearance was concurrent with Basim's nightmares and him getting closer to the truth, that isn't how he saw it !! He associated her with comfort and home !! He never pieced it together. Why would he? His feelings were real and genuine. They were the truest besties ever

I decided to replay assassin's creed 2 and my very gay roommate plops down on the couch with me.

Him: is he gay?

Me: Desmond? Why?

Him: look at his walk. That is a very cunty walk. He is throwing his hips. Did they steal him from a gay bar?

Me: Well, he was a bartender in New York. I don't think they say what kind of bar.

Him: Oh yeah, he's gay.

Only just at the beginning but loving it so far!!

I had a son.... I miss him terribly. Even now