Joel Miller is not a monster, he’s a human who loves deeply
I think there’s something so deeply and intimately and morbidly true about The Last of Us’s primary thesis which is that humanity’s fatal flaw, in that very Shakespearian way, is that we are destined to care too much about one another so much so that we discard the collective entirely. like we have such a capacity to love the human race and humanity as a whole, to grow our communities and govern cities how we know best and foster such connection with the masses which we are part of, but it’s overtaken by our capacity to love even just a single other person. like one human can come into your life that creates such an intrinsic and passionate love in you— or maybe two people or a family’s worth or any small number— and you suddenly would burn entire villages down just to keep them safe.
joel doesn’t blink twice murdering to find ellie. he doesn’t look back when he decides to do what he does at the hospital later on. he has no remorse about any of it it, because this one girl has grown to mean more to him than any possible greater good could ever mean. and it’s reciprocal. ellie would— and does— do anything she can to help him, save him, protect him, and, eventually, to avenge him. because that’s what you do when you love someone. not when you love people. when you love someone.
and it’s selfish, in a way??? because we love these people and would do so much for them because they mean more to us than other strangers do. it’s exactly like an iteration of the trolley problem, actually. one track has your daughter on it and one track has fifty people. don’t even try telling me you wouldn’t go onto track B if it meant saving your daughter and her puppy dog eyes from the whimpering and pain and fear. The Last of Us says yes, you would. I would. we all would. and like yeah that is our greatest weakness, that we have such a unique ability to love a handful of people so deeply that our compassion towards community and strangers and the bigger collective starts to slip from view. but goddamn what a fucking great fatal flaw it is to have. we are all going to die and the world will burn because we loved another person too much.
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I can fix him (no really I can)
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Wounds
Every time Gustavo Santaolalla’s theme “Wounds” is heard throughout the season.
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Are you you?
I don't know, really. Do you?
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I just want you to know I hope you’re doing well. You are amazing 💞💞💞
opening your inbox to an unearned little sprinkle of kindness
i can't make gifs anymore, and i'm struggling to read or write much at all, so - i've turned into a tumblr ghost!
but i'm taking my meds (when i remember to - which is stupidly hard for me when i get griefy) and i'm still doing therapy every week for now. things are definitely up and down but i don't think i'm getting sick again. around the start of may, i am hoping, things will even out at work again and i'll have time to breathe again.
thanks for caring at all 💙
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Get attacked!! ❤️✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨❤️
getting attacked out of nowhere is an intense start to a Wednesday ameera
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No matter what, you keep finding something to fight for.
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Frogs or toads
this broke my brain because
but also
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helloooo
your fics are so wonderful and you seem so wonderful and i hope you have a wonderful day/week/month 🫶🏻
No U are wonderful 😭
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