Azóta érzem, Hogy Talán Szeretlek

Now it's clear: nobody needs me.

N O B O D Y.

Do you ever like

browse your fandom’s tag and discover all the cool edits and wonderful writings and you sit there, alone in front of your phone or computer and suddenly feel so overwhelmed?

Like, wow all these people are so talented?

What they create is art, do they know that?

While you’re just sitting there, too anxious to upload anything. Not satisfied with whatever you’re creating.

Sucks.

But I love y'all for all the beautiful stuff. Thank you very much for creating all that beautiful content and keeping the tag fresh and alive x

So proud of Jack here. He is standing for himself.

Free will guys, free will.

Mark Pellegrino Appreciation LXXI

It will never die😌

Reblog to show that the Far Cry 5 fandom/Jacob Seed fandom is still alive.

Szerintem tök feleslegesen várom azt hogy rám írj.

Pedig fent vagy. De biztos mással beszélsz

Little Brother

A commission for the wonderful and incredible @softseeds featuring young Seeds. Hope it lives up to expectations, hun! ❤️❤️❤️

Jacob heard John’s wailing the moment he and Joseph hopped off the school bus and felt his stomach drop and an all too familiar feeling of dread creep through his body. Their neighbour, Mrs O’Grady, was sitting out on her porch, waiting for the boys to head down their driveway.

“Poor thing’s been crying all afternoon,” she said once they were in earshot, eyeing the two elder Seed siblings with concern. He prayed that it was an exaggeration, but Jacob knew it was more than likely the truth. His father worked days, his mother disappearing to god only knew where for hours at a time to escape from the miserable life she’d created for herself.

He could only hope that they’d stay gone until he, Joseph and John were all in bed and asleep. It was better that way, Old Man Seed wouldn’t have a chance to yell at him, and he wouldn’t have to listen to his mother’s pathetic sniffles as she stood by and did nothing.

Jacob just glared at Mrs O’Grady. “Mind your own fucking business,” he snarled, wrenching open the front door and marching inside, tossing his bag on the couch without a care. He’d fix it up later before his parents returned, but for now he had to focus on John.

Poor, crying John, left on his own for who knew how long. Not for the first time, and certainly not the last, Jacob felt the familiar hatred rise in his stomach.

“Jacob…” Joseph began, eyeing his elder brother nervously. He wasn’t afraid of him, knew that Jacob would rather die than let anything happen to him or John, but he recognised that familiar set to his shoulders all too well, saw the rage, the wrath written clear as day across his face.

“I’ll take care of it, Joe.” 

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Jacob’s Purpose

So, onwards to some half interpretation, half headcanon or just complete utter rambling from my side about Jacob’s purpose. He always goes on and on about other’s purpose and reveals his own in the very last part of his campaign:

So he sees himself as only there to die for his brother. That is his purpose and following his own principles, he shall fulfil it. Even gladly.

There is another interesting part in “The Book of Joseph” that can be combined with this statement:

“Every member  of  the  family  is  ready  to  die  for  our  Project,  but from  them,  Jacob  has  selected  three  hundred  warriors.  Many of  them  are  former  soldiers.  They are  the  fiercest  and  the  most  skilled.  

They form  an  elite  troop  of  three  hundred  Spartans  who  will guard  the  entrances  to  our  refuges,  against  which  the  waves of  violence  and  despair  will  crash.  Until  everything  quiets down.”

- Book of Joseph, Chapter 12

So we get a definite number of how many hunters/warriors Jacob has. 300. They are even called Spartans by Joseph. Almost everyone should know who the Spartans were, and when the number 300 is associated with Sparta, the talk often is about the “Battle of Thermopylae”:

“The Battle of Thermopylae was fought between an alliance of Greek city-states, led by King Leonidas of Sparta, and the Persian Empire of Xerxes I over the course of three days.  Leonidas, aware that his force was being outflanked, dismissed the bulk of the Greek army and remained to guard their retreat with 300 Spartans and 700 Thespians, fighting to the death. […] One theory provided by Herodotus is that Leonidas sent away the remainder of his men because he cared about their safety. The soldiers who stayed behind were to protect their escape against the Persian cavalry. “

- Wikipedia

Combining this leads to an interpretation, that Jacob and his Hunters were always meant to die in the act of protecting the rest of the Project at Eden’s Gate against those who would come to them after the Collapse began. All the people who despised them formerly and then wanted to save themselves into their bunkers – be it by force and violence, they should be kept away and fought back by Jacob and his 300 “Spartans”.

They were always meant to sacrifice themselves for Joseph and the others whom they protected. That was their purpose. 

What I also found quite interesting in that, was when Joseph tells you about his past and Jacob stands in the background, the viewpoint zooms in until Jacob is blurred and unrecognisable in the background. BUT the very moment Joseph says the word “sacrifice”, you can see Jacob again. The following screen is taken in that very moment Joseph says ‘sacrifice’, but the subtitles do not match with the spoken word - you can check yourself if you really want to.

Now we do not know whether Joseph was aware of this and he told Jacob about his purpose or whether Jacob came to the conclusion of his true purpose by himself. But add Joseph’s words after he admits to killing his own baby daughter in order to follow his path with Eden’s Gate:

After Joseph revealed this, he leaves, telling Jacob he has ‘done well’. Then  Jacob steps forwards and simply opens the music box. There is no commentary coming from him whatsoever. No mockery, no speech about ‘purpose’. He doesn’t even look at the Deputy – and when you look at his face, you see that he seems distant, somehow somber as if what Joseph just told you hit home a lot more than he liked and he is in his own thoughts. Joseph will serve God, no matter what he asks. Be it killing his own daughter or sacrificing his own brother. 

Personal emotions and bonds don’t seem to have a place there, but Jacob seems to understand and really accept it. As he tells you with himself and his past with Miller: “It wasn’t something I wanted… it was something that I had to do. It was, it was my test.” and “Miller’s sacrifice wasn’t about me walking out of that desert. It was about bringing me here.”

To his true purpose. To be Joseph’s test, to be the protector, to be the sacrifice. Jacob knew he would never see the end of the Project, he would never see the new world. Because he was meant to be sacrificed in the process. Either when the collapse came or before it, because:

And maybe that is why he repeatedly tells the Deputy that they are no hero. They are a tool, trained by Jacob to kill Eli - and ultimately fulfil the sacrifice and kill him, too.

 Because heroes sacrifice themselves for others. Just like Leonidas and his 300 have created a “hero cult” - Jacob and his 300 would have been the true heroes because they were meant to be the sacrifice to ensure survival of the other brothers and sisters. They would not ‘win’, but they would have been heroes in their death.

😍😋

I feel like Gavin Q. Baker III is, like, the lost and forgotten stepchild of his decade of Mark's life so far.

Everyone remembers Paul and Jacob and Lucifer and Bishop.

I just feel like Gavin’s standing in a corner, waving his hands in the air, all like, “look at my hair!  It’s perfectly coifed today!”

“Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, take some of my free water.”

“$25,000 retainer, bitches!”

“Twizzler?”

“Check out my fucking scarf.”