Julien killed for you, how do you feel about that?
Killed for me? No. Not- not for me. He didn't do it for me.
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Julien killed for you, how do you feel about that?
Killed for me? No. Not- not for me. He didn't do it for me.
my favourite sylvari exclusive dialogue
problem: manic over the election. solution: reblog a rat fifty million times. result: unhelpful.
problem: obsessive anxiety spiral. solution: think about rats. result: helpful.
this implies that there is a certain limit of stress and negativity which can be cleared by the presence of rats—in either concept, imagery, or reality—but once it gets to a certain degree, the rats are ineffective.
.....*whispers*
priest Nanami fighting with naughty thoughts abt reader
People underestimate the trauma the kids must have got from the facility, being left all alone in a box for hours or possibly days (and an extra 7 hours on top of that!) without fully knowing where you are or how to leave must be TERRIFYING
I know they got out rather quickly in comic terms but that's still the kind of thing that will stick with you
…You could say that.
Isn't it odd that absolutely none of the palestine related tags are trending, despite the fact that there were like 5 of them up there just yesterday
So I got to my first flashback scene in tlou2 and not even five minutes into playing it, I just lost it. I mean like, 0 to 100 sudden out of nowhere sobs. Watching Ellie & Joel interact reminded me of my dad. The place they explored together reminded me of similar experiences with my dad. I feel so silly and strange, that a game could illicit such a sudden, intense emotional response. I feel caught off guard.
It’s making me think of when my dad would watch me play the first tlou, and ask me questions about the story, until he’d fall asleep. Playing that game with him snoring on the couch next to me was oddly comforting.
What a weird place to be. I wonder what he’d think of all this. I wonder what he’d have to say.