I CANNOT Stop Thinking About Getting Pounded Against The Wall By Pyramid Head, The Only Thing Keeping

4-0 THE AVS ARE SO FUCKING GOATED GOOD GOD

i just got stabbed and am throwing up all over the place rn btw!!

SPOILERS FOR THE LAST OF US S2 EP2 .ᐟ

okay i'm just gonna rant for a little bit so stick with me.

one. that death scene man. god. and i will say ellie crawling to joel is HEARTBREAKING. and also... abby breaking the fucking golf club. and that shot zooming out of ellie laying next to joel. along with ashley johnson's singing into the valley. i'm ILL.

now for some criticism...

i know alot of people are saying this but the pacing felt abrupt and there wasn't enough buildup!!! i've been talking to my friends about how i thought they would do it in ep3 or 4 this is NOT what i expected. and i feel like his death was just more cold and oddly sterile. the game made you live with that death and i feel like the show just uses it. and i don't know why they switched from the basement to the like living room area???? it felt much more sickening in the basement when it was dark. i don't know why it felt so much more disturbing so hopefully somebody explains why it feels like this lmao.

and i think what they could've done for ep2 instead was some scenes of joel and ellie’s strained reconnection. flashbacks to fill in time between seasons (their time in jackson, their awkward silence blah blah). joel teaching ellie guitar!! wish they had that guitar scene early on i genuinely love that scene so much! and to me it reinforces not just that he’s her father figure, but that he’s still shaping who she becomes. and maybe a tense moment where joel almost confesses what he did at the firefly hospital, adding to future conflict idk. and obviously abby's pov without the reveal. hate that they literally just tell you she's jerry's daughter this early. introduce abby and her crew, but withhold TELLING US EVERYTHING!! make us intrigued by her — not force us to empathize with her. let her and her group be a mystery. build suspense like the game! who are these people? why are they tracking someone? it’s better to be curious about abby than to be told we should understand her pain immediately.

also some scenes focused on the jackson life. give us scenes of joel, tommy, ellie, and dina in this insulated world. show their interactions, their daily routines, the illusion of safety. let joel have a moment of quiet and happiness! not to fake us out but to remind us what is being taken from ellie and us as the audience! oh yeah also i hate what they did with abby i'm sorry. it's been talked about alot before but abby's build IS important to her character!!! making her this short skinny girl is kinda crazy just saying!

yeah that's kinda it i literally just don't know what to do with myself and this is really poorly worded but rip joel. again. my goat ❤️

just started ep2...... eek

Frank ♡ Sebastian Stan

Endings, Beginnings ♡ (2019)

oh yeah also rest in piss nixon

in recognition of the ongoing environmental challenges, i would like to talk about the keeling curve. which serves as a reminder of how human activity has shaped the planet's atmosphere. this graph tracks the rise in atmospheric carbon dioxide (co₂) concentrations from 1958 to today, based on measurements taken at the mauna loa observatory in hawaii. charles david keeling began collecting this data in 1958, and it remains the longest continuous record of atmospheric co₂. keeling's measurements revealed a clear upward trend in co₂, increasing from about 313 parts per million (ppm) in 1958 to over 400 ppm by 2013. this rise is largely due to human activities, mainly the burning of fossil fuels and deforestation. the curve also shows seasonal fluctuations, with co₂ levels higher in winter due to reduced photosynthesis and lower in summer as plants absorb more co₂. the keeling curve has played a crucial role in demonstrating the link between human activity and climate change, providing solid evidence of the effect of fossil fuel emissions on the earth's atmosphere. it remains a key symbol in the scientific effort to understand and address global warming, reminding us that the actions we take today will directly shape the climate of tomorrow. without recognition of this data, the global response to climate change would likely have been much slower.

also, one of the most significant factors driving the acceleration of climate change is the albedo effect. which refers to how much sunlight is reflected by a surface, with darker surfaces absorbing more sunlight and lighter surfaces reflecting it. this effect plays a crucial role in the earth's climate system, particularly in how energy is absorbed or reflected by the planet's surface. when it comes to ice and snow, they have a high albedo, meaning they reflect a significant portion of the sunlight that hits them, helping to keep the planet cool. however, as global temperatures rise due to climate change, ice sheets and glaciers are melting at an accelerated rate, especially in polar regions. this melting exposes darker surfaces, like ocean water or bare ground, which have a much lower albedo compared to ice. these surfaces absorb more heat from the sun, which in turn accelerates warming in a feedback loop. as more ice melts, more dark surfaces are exposed, leading to further warming, which causes more ice to melt, and so on. this is a prime example of a positive feedback loop in climate change. for instance, the arctic is warming roughly twice as fast as the global average, a phenomenon known as arctic amplification, largely driven by this albedo effect. as sea ice melts, it exposes the darker ocean underneath, which absorbs more heat, warming the region even faster. this has major consequences for global sea levels, as the melting ice contributes to rising ocean levels. additionally, as ice sheets shrink, they reduce the earth's ability to reflect sunlight, further amplifying the effects of global warming. the albedo effect is not limited to the polar regions. as forests, urban areas, and even deserts expand due to human activity, they can also alter the earth’s albedo. for example, deforestation, which replaces lighter snow-covered landscapes or forests with darker surfaces like soil or crops, can exacerbate regional warming. this feedback loop is one of the many reasons why the loss of ice in the arctic and antarctica is such a crucial concern. the albedo effect not only accelerates warming in those regions but also has ripple effects on global weather patterns, ocean currents, and even weather extremes in places far from the poles. i think understanding the albedo effect is essential for predicting future climate change scenarios and for developing strategies to mitigate its impacts.

let this years earth day be a reminder that the health of our planet depends on the choices we make daily. real change comes from consistent effort, not just awareness. let’s act like we have a future to protect.

fix leaks, take shorter showers, choose products made from eco-friendly materials and ethically sourced. make it a habit to flick off the light switch when you leave a room. grow a plant: even a small houseplant helps clean the air! carry a refillable water bottle (and only own ONE reusable bottle). swap bottled products (i've been using bar soap for a few years now!). buy almost everything second-hand (besides underwear, socks, mattress, helmets, and cosmetics). upcycle your old clothes: instead of donating, repurpose them into something new, like a tote bag or pillow covers. stop using paper towels and opt for reusable cloth napkins in the kitchen. choose products with no plastic packaging, make your own cleaners. walk and ride a bike instead of public transportation and cars!!! support local farmers: buy seasonal produce from farmer’s market to reduce your carbon footprint and support sustainable agriculture. and i know you've heard these suggestions millions of times but they can help you make a difference. small changes add up, and every little bit counts .ᐟ

i would also like to add with the passing of pope francis, (rest in peace), that he has been a vocal advocate for addressing climate change, making it a central theme of his papacy. his landmark 2015 encyclical laudato si' was a groundbreaking moment in the intersection of faith and environmental advocacy. in it, pope francis called for urgent action to combat the climate crisis, highlighting the moral and ethical implications of environmental degradation. he framed climate change not only as a scientific issue but also as a deeply spiritual and social issue, emphasizing its impact on the most vulnerable populations. in laudato si', pope francis criticized the excessive consumerism and exploitation of natural resources, linking these practices to poverty and inequality. he argued that the destruction of the environment is a consequence of a "throwaway culture" that disregards the dignity of human life. the encyclical urged individuals, communities, and governments to take responsibility for protecting the planet and to recognize the interconnection between all living beings. in 2023, pope francis expanded on these themes in his apostolic exhortation laudate deum, further emphasizing the need for global action on climate change. he referenced laudato si' as a starting point and called for greater collaboration to address the environmental crisis, especially in the context of rising global temperatures and the ongoing loss of biodiversity. laudate deum reaffirmed his belief that the climate crisis is not just an environmental issue, but a moral and spiritual one, requiring a concerted global effort to ensure justice for the poor and the protection of future generations.

└ nate and lehky knucklebumps | round one, game one: col vs. dal | 4.19.25

Hes so funny BUT PLEASE FREE HIM

Charles: is there a leakage?

Pit: a leakage of what?

Charles: I have the seat full of water, full of water!

Pit: ahhhhh.... It must be the water.

Charles: lets add that to the words of wisdom

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you met him on a thursday.

not that the day matters, really, but he would always remember it like it did. said thursdays felt like beginnings, and you, standing there in the soft light of the shop window, your hands curled around a cup of tea and your eyes steady on his, it felt like the first page of a romance novel.

he was talking to the shopkeeper about cocoa beans, something about mouthfeel and integrity and how 'chocolate should feel like a memory'. you weren’t listening at first. not until he laughed, it was soft and a little startled, like someone had surprised him with his own joy. you looked up. and he looked back.

and everything that came after was quiet.

“you always smell like sugar,” you said one morning, your voice still scratchy from sleep.

“occupational hazard,” he murmured, cheek pressed to the pillow, curls a little chaotic. “you don’t mind, do you?”

you shook your head, pressed a kiss to the slope of his shoulder.

“i think i’d miss it if you didn’t.”

he had a way of making even the smallest things feel like magic. folding napkins into roses. spelling your name in spun sugar. telling you stories like they were secrets, eyes bright, hands moving in the air like he was sculpting the words as he said them.

“i want to build something,” he told you once, “a place. for people who still believe in whimsy.”

you leaned into him, heart warm.

“then do it,” you said. “i already believe in you.”

sometimes, when it got late and the world felt too sharp, he’d reach for your hand without saying anything. just gently lace his fingers with yours.

“thank you,” he said one night, voice soft like sugar melting in warm milk. you didn’t ask what for. you just squeezed back.

kimi has no idea what’s going on or what he’s supposed to do he’s SO ENDEARING just wanna put him in my pocket

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the walls were humming again.

old brownstone in brooklyn, refurbished under tony’s sardonic generosity, always kept a low electric thrum in its bones, like the ghosts of forgotten circuits whispering secrets only bucky could half understand. you stood in the kitchen, brewing chamomile tea, because caffeine might nudge him too close to that frayed edge. and tonight wasn’t about vigilance. tonight was about the slow reassembly of someone who’d come apart in the public square.

"you're up," you said without turning. you knew his footsteps by now, they were measured, controlled, like a dancer trained by violence. the tea kettle clicked off. you didn’t look yet, you didn’t have to.

"didn’t sleep," came the reply, low and rough, as if spoken through gauze. there was a lilt of apology buried in the words, though he would never say sorry for something he couldn't remember.

"nightmares?" you asked, pouring two mugs, yours black, his with a generous slosh of milk. bucky didn’t answer right away. you finally glanced at him.

his face bore the aftermath, not of a battle, but of the war within. a gash, hastily closed with someone else’s field kit, reopened across his temple. the left sleeve of his shirt was torn and soaked dark from shoulder to elbow. blood. his or someone else's, you didn’t ask yet.

he looked at you like you were a mirror he was afraid to believe in. "i—" he began, then faltered. the words, you imagined, must have choked like wires tangled in the gears of his mind.

“it wasn’t you,” you said, not kindly, not cruelly, just truthfully. that mattered more.

bucky lowered himself into the old leather armchair, tony’s, once, back in the MIT dorms when he'd had enough ego to furnish a living room like a billionaire. you smiled faintly at the memory. tony had been your friend first. before the fame, before the arc reactor. before everything.

"you heard what happened?" bucky asked.

you nodded. “i did.”

it had started three days ago, a hidden hydra outpost in the carpathians had released a dead protocol, something ancient and buried in binary. a psychic landmine, they called it. bucky, standing too close to the detonation, had turned before anyone could react. in twenty minutes, he nearly killed sam, cracked nat’s ribcage, and left steve unconscious in a crater the size of a van. the winter soldier had returned. perfect, brutal, remorseless.

he’d disappeared afterward. the avengers had looked, of course. you hadn’t.

you knew he’d come here.

“i thought i’d locked it away,” he whispered. “i thought it was done.”

“no one ever locks anything away,” you said, handing him his tea. “not really. we just learn to live beside it.”

bucky took the mug with his left hand. the vibranium fingers trembled just slightly.

you knelt in front of him, grabbing the first aid kit from beneath the table, white with a red cross that had faded to a tired pink. like most things in this house, it carried the wear of use and memory. your hands were steady as you pulled gauze and antiseptic. his eyes followed your movements, but he didn’t flinch. not at the alcohol, not at the sting. that was its own kind of progress.

“tony would’ve been pissed,” bucky said, voice flat.

you smiled softly, not looking up from where you were dabbing at the gash above his eye. “he would’ve had you in a magnetic net before you blinked. then he’d get drunk and make you apologize to his suit.”

bucky chuckled, barely, but it was a laugh, however hollow. “you miss him?”

“every day,” you said simply.

there was a silence then, not empty but full. the kind of silence that grows between people who don’t need to fill it to know it matters.

the fire crackled in the hearth. outside, snow began to fall in soft, unhurried spirals. in here, there was warmth. in here, he was just bucky. scared, wounded, healing. and you were here too, mending more than wounds.

he looked down at you, hair falling into his face, lips slightly parted as if to speak but afraid of the shape of the words.

“thank you,” he said, finally. two syllables, but they carried centuries.

you finished with the bandage and sat back, legs folded beneath you on the rug. “don’t thank me yet,” you said. “we’re not done. i’ve got soup and a lecture on post traumatic mythologies lined up. you don’t get to brood until we finish both.”

he looked at you like you were light seen through fog. dim, far, but steady.

a/n: literally wrote this at 3:00 AM so cut me slack 🙏 hope u enjoy regardless tho

I censored it because I don’t know how tumblr works but I’ll be uncensored on insta annny way eat up you scoundrels