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mrhndz · 2 years
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< i'm not crying... 🥺 >
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The Last of Us (2013) // The Last of Us HBO
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anthonyzoxide · 29 days
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I think it's very funny that the Life Series fandom has decided on Bdubs & Etho being 'divorce-duo' as if they would even be in the top 10 most divorced duos overall in the series. It might even be arguable to say that they break the top 5 most divorced duos in Last Life. Which somehow makes the duo name funnier than if it made proper sense
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rowanthesorcerer · 7 months
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If any of you can prove you’re more insane about LL than me, i’ll give you like £5
ahem.
-i have all available official merch
-i have custom plushies of the main 4 (Anisa, Rime, Felix, Sage)
-i’ve cosplayed the main 4
-i regularly make LL content on 2 social media accounts.
-i have a LL tattoo
-i have a made up cult that began as a drawing of Rime
there’s probably more. this isn’t a flex, it’s more of a sin confession really.
i want there to be someone more insane about this so i can feel normal. someone i can pass the clown outfit to. I love Last Legacy and i cannot let go but that bitch is dead on the ground, held captive by a company unwilling to do anything with it. Cursed are we few that remain
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karokawwo · 2 months
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the last drawing i did of this old ass oc (i made her when i was around 9) and honestly it doesn't look as shit as i remember
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i should DEFINITELY redraw her tho i've been thinking about her lately and giving her more animal features
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yumkorange · 1 year
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happy birthday chung 🥺🎉 
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heffrondriving · 2 years
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❝ Hey y’all — first of all, the show was amazing, but back in my room and I’m eating rice now without a fork, so . . . ❞
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sidebleugh · 2 years
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thoughts?
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deadmansbistro · 10 months
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really normal abt one (1) flower guy
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oh-abhy · 4 months
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first post on the tumbler website anyways here u go some tlou1 pics !
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dykeomania · 1 year
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this whole revival of tlou / the tlou fandom has been so visceral for me. i love it and i love how silly it is. my fyp is flooded with ellie williams edits, and i'm seeing her from angles that i Don't Remember initially seeing her from, and realizing Why i went absolutely ballistic when that e3 trailer came out in 2016. i'm seeing clips of bits of dialogue and details from the first game that i literally don't remember happening, and then i'm curled up in a ball, contemplating rewatching a playthrough of the entire first game again. i'm seeing elliedina edits to these sad ass songs and ellie joel edits to sad ass songs, and ellie riley edits, and just there's So many Edits. not to mention the fact that the show is just Good and seeing people who have actually made that a possibility (pedro and bella and nico and gabriel) in these cute ass photos is making my Stomach hurt. the last of us got renewed for a second season. i got really excited because that meant that we could learn more and see more like i'm excited to learn more about cat and more about ellie's adolescence in jackson, i have literally never trusted neil or the writers more with this story. it's so exciting to watch it all unfold. and it's all so silly because it's supermundane and useless but i love it and i kind of forgot how much the last of us really does mean to me and i know it is super silly, but i truly do adore this franchise with everything in me and it is so. like. it's Such a pleasure to be able to watch it be Watered like this again, and watch so many different people indulge in it and get hype about it and just ! oh my god wow i really do ,, i really. Clasps My Very Happy Hands Together. Puts them in front of my lips. i Love it. this is all so gorgeous. wow. gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous stars stars stars stars
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weirdopponent · 11 months
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Today she is red. Glazed in impatient strokes of mine, a gift, red like cremation, like the still-living coals.
She bows her head, a lamb, and allows me to touch her face. She shakes, but is not flinching. "I don't have to do it like this."
Grace does not say anything. Grace pushes into my hands, till they curve under her jaw. Till I can feel the shape of her skull. Till I can time the pace of blood running through her heart. She knows it was a lie - no one else will be able to love her like this, as she is, as she will be.
I break her into pieces.
I dismantle her. I smash her with my open palm until she becomes a formless crumple, blood blooming slowly with each strike. Her dark hair I hack off with safety scissors like gravestones crumbling in bad weather. Her clothes I burn in the industrial furnace - nothing I can keep, so ash it all will be.
The rest is all artifice - I do not change her skin. I open it, step inside it, wearing it, I become her. I wear a too-tight sports bra that makes my ribs ache, each breath restrained against the form, precious. And with the right shirt - it almost looks like me. The memory of her lies crumpled at my feet, an unceremonious death. It hurts like nothing else could hurt, to outlive your daughter. But that's no problem of mine.
Today I am red. My nail polish is chipping, stains the cuticles like blood. Mother looks at me like it is blood, like Grace's body lies crumpled on my feet, instead of in the lines of mine. "I am the only way she could be."
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fuckin-sick-bih · 1 year
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omfg after episode 3 if ur down for it I’d love to see a fic where frank hosts a garden party but joels sick, tess is worried/annoyed joel said nothing and bill is cranky as per but surprisingly helpful?? only if ur down for it!! im so in love with the idea of those 4 as a friend group ugh
I'm very down for it! I feel like Frank is the mom of the friend group for some reason? lmao Fandom: The Last of Us Summary: Joel doesn't like to let on that he's sick, and doesn't want to bother anyone with it. He doesn't need to be taken care of because he's the one who takes care of others. CW: Another similar to the show sorta Joel/Tess Word Count: 1.2k MINORS DNI
“Been hearing a lot of ’70s lately, Joel. This could be good. Real good. We could get some real trades and stuff to sell this time around.” Tess said enthusiastically as she kept a brisk pace along their usual route to Bill and Frank’s. Her thumbs were hooked behind the straps of her pack and Joel thought there was almost a spring in her step as they took the familiar trek.
A soft grunt of acknowledgment was all that left him as Joel lagged behind, almost using it as a way to clear his throat of some of the irritation there. More than his usual exhaustion tugged at him. He’d woken up that morning feeling like he’d choked on sandpaper all night and with his sinuses trying to make breathing as difficult as possible. He was constantly having to wipe his nose on the back of his hand and sniff, claiming this morning it was the fall allergies he sometimes suffered.
Dirt and gravel crunched under his boots as he continued to stumble along the trail, feeling worse for ware as the compound of Bill and Frank’s came into view. Once again, Joel swiped a knuckle roughly under his slowly reddening and damp nostrils only for it to spark a tickle just like it had this morning. “Teh-eh… Tess- heh-!”
The desperation was obvious, like a plea for her to wait for him, but Tess continued on ahead to the gate while Joel lagged behind to struggle with his nose. Without a second thought, Joel pinched his nose shut with his pointer finger and thumb to almost completely muffle the sound. “NgH’Tsh! Ugh… snf! “
He swiped his damp fingers on his dusty jeans and continued on to meet Tess at the gate. His head felt heavy with congestion and he hung back a little, letting Tess do the talking as per usual so as not to let on just how exactly he was fairing. But there was the feeling of eyes on him as they went to sit down at the table as per usual.
It had been a year since Bill stopped bringing guns to the table every time they sat down but he was still tense every time. Now it seemed even more so but Joel pointedly avoided his gaze and the food this time around. A little unusual for them given they came from the QZ where food was distributed through rations which often began to restrict in the fall to prepare for the winter months. Joel just couldn’t bring himself to swallow much.
“Joel?” Tess said softly, looking over at him with concern. Now all eyes seemed to be on him. Christ, that was the last thing he needed right now.
Frank’s brows were furrowed in an almost motherly type of concern as he suddenly reached out to Joel with a hand to which both Tess and Bill shouted a warning of “no, don’t!”
Like a reflex, Joel caught Frank by the arm before he could touch him. He cleared his throat softly, wincing a little at how it stung painfully before sniffling. “D’dot a good idea, Fradk.” And then let go of him.
“Oh, Joel…” Frank said softly as the three finally heard the painful, congested rasp that was now Joel’s voice. “You sound like you could use some tea instead of wine. I think I have some in the house. Let me go heat up some water for you.” And without another word, Frank got up to hurry inside to go start making tea.
Already Joel could feel Tess’ irritation with him but he couldn’t be bothered with it because there was a much more pressing irritation plaguing him. His nose felt like it was alight with the tingling urge to sneeze, his nostrils twitching and flaring as he brought a hand up to rub at his nose.
Now Tess was up and moving over towards him, “You told me this morning it was only allergies. What changed?”
“D’nothi’g c-chhhadged… Hih- ngXH’T! Uh… m’FGH’T! Ugh. I’b fide. You were excited to get out here add trade. Just sobe sdiffles, Tess.” Once more his hand had shot up to pinch his nose shut instinctively to muffle the sound even if the space was “safe”. And as if to prove his point, Joel sniffled though it sounded a little soupier than he intended which made Tess frown in concern.
At that moment, Frank popped his head out of the house to call for Tess and ask her to come inside and help him choose what kind of tea she thought Joel might like. Which left Bill and Joel at the table together. It happened somewhat often now. Frank called Tess inside to swap goodies unseen by their more stern partners who would undoubtedly disagree with whatever they were trading.
 For a few moments, a tense silence lingered, broken only by Joel’s sniffles until finally, Bill broke it with a harsh- “You’re shivering.”
Joel was so startled all he could reply with was a confused and congested, “What?”
Bill took a breath which came back out as an exasperated sigh at having to repeat himself for the sick man before him. “You’re shivering because you’re dressed like an idiot. Probably how you let yourself get sick in the first place.” He pushed himself up from the table to head inside.
This left Joel now alone and cold at the table in just his flannel, t-shirt, and jeans. He’d thought this had been perfectly acceptable for the weather, but well if Bill thought-
And then there was Bill… come back out of the house with a warm-looking, dark gray thermal shirt. “Here. Put it on before your woman worries herself sick over you.”
“We’re d’not-” Joel starts as he reaches up hesitantly to take the shirt from Bill.
“I don’t care what you two are. Frankly, I don’t care much about you two at all, but Frank does… So, I do care.” Bill said quietly, politely looking away towards the house as Joel slipped the thermal shirt on over his t-shirt.
Once his flannel was back in place, Joel cleared his throat and sniffed. His shivering had stopped almost entirely now, and he gave Bill a grateful glance. “Thadk you… what do you wadt as a trade for the sweater?” He asked, plucking at the thermal he now wore. His nostrils were starting to twitch as the need to sneeze was rearing its head again, prickling up through his nose.
Waving his hand, Bill seemed to just wave him off. “It’s a gift, but if you come across painting supplies I’d be grateful for them… Frank seems interested in learning.”
“I’ll keep ad e-eeh eye out for you,” Joel promises, clearly starting to struggle with his nose, so his hand comes up at the ready to pinch it like last time.
Though Bill seems to have an opinion on that. “Don’t do that. Stifle. You don’t have to here. It’s fine to make noise. Just…” He sighed like he couldn’t believe he was the one having to say it. “Relax, Joel.”
There was the barest hint of a nod from Joel who moments later pitched into his inner elbow instead to cover his sneeze. “HhhISHHue! Ihh…ISShuh! Jesus…” He gave a bit more of a watery sniff after the unstifled sneezes into his flannel which he used to wipe his nose.
Moments later in the distance, there was a screech and an explosion. Safe, Joel reminded himself.
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new-lorien-artist · 3 months
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When you were too passionate in the tags (and hit tag limit) that Tumblr starts breaking around you
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pickapea · 6 months
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fanfiction is so much fun i wish i liked reading it </3
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sadgirlautumn · 1 year
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Oh no did they kill this girl’s father so they could... you know 🤢🤮
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