It's really impressive that Slay the Spire 2, a sequel to a game with really few and generally indirect characterisation, bring to me my new blorbo anyway love you my cosmic nepo baby your sword is huge and your stars many
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It's really impressive that Slay the Spire 2, a sequel to a game with really few and generally indirect characterisation, bring to me my new blorbo anyway love you my cosmic nepo baby your sword is huge and your stars many
Served at the all-you-can-mother buffet and left no crumbs
Okay, seeing Tal-Rho standing there with pink flowers for Lois was incredibly funny. 💀
NEED TO WATCH SUPER LOVERS
Seeing Jon sob like that... Just breaks my heart... I understand what he did was wrong. I understand the gravity of his decision... But he's consistently been looked down upon simply because he doesn't have it (yet?🤞). He gets replaced on the team, sits sidelines, excluded by the adults bc of what he doesn't have, given less responsibility and chances to participate and while I know it's to keep him safe, it just hasn't sat right with me :( He hasn't caught a break yet since S1 and I hate to see him so down...
The Fawner The Fonder
A big revelation I had was that many of my relationships especially friendships were on foundations of a form of servitude. The common term is "people pleaser". I simply put a tremendous amount of effort into my relationships to avoid abandonment. Honestly, I cannot and will not put full blame on those I built relationships with. I didn't have a notion of boundaries and so I never set them in any relationship.
My fear would grow and I would push more of myself into the waves and eddies until most of me was washed away. I felt I had no other option but to sacrifice my limits to keep those I cared for close to me. It was last summer that I realized how little that effort would be returned. I found a fascination with reciprocity while studying medieval literature... I've only recently discovered why the concept caught my attention in the first place. I dreamed of a day when all my effort, sacrifice, and passion would be reciprocated. However, that level of give is too much to ask of anyone. It would never be returned.
When I was at my lowest, I was met with that abandonment I feared. I was no longer what those relationships expected me to be and they didn't know how to respond. To many it may have seemed unbelievable but I was burnt out. I had no more to give and no one offered any lifeline for me to take. (All except my partner who was an ocean away.)
Last summer, for the first time, I made myself the priority and stopped forcing my being into that narrow casing of "reliable". I was met with resistance and retreat because that's what people tend to do when met with something unfamiliar, fight or flight. I became unfamiliar and unfriend-like. I was left terribly alone. It turned out for the best, or so I'm hoping.
The fucking computers, aren't those from Smallville High's The Torch?! I THINK I KNOW WHAT'S COMING.
Holy shit, it's finally out. "Run!"--Boom--red glowing eyes. 😭