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gtgbabie0 · 1 year

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✧Apple of my eye✧

{you stress bake an apple pie when Tommy is late returning home that’s it that’s all}

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“Just please be careful Tommy, please” you sigh wrapping a scarf around his neck, it had gotten much colder recently which often meant more ice which came with a multitude of different dangers.

His hands settle against your hips bringing you closer to him, you could feel the warmth radiating from him and you sigh into the feeling, “I’ll be fine baby, promise— I mean always am aren’t I” he presses a reassuring kiss to your forehead.

“That ain’t gonna suffice Miller” you tut as he laughs at you his hands cupping your cheeks before stealing your lips into a loving kiss, he doesn’t want to leave you, doesn’t want to leave the warmth that you bring.

“Honey I gotta go—“ you don’t let him finish his sentence as you pull him down for another kiss, “Alright Honey I really gotta” he chuckles as you open the door for him, the brittle temperature barges its way into the warmth of your home.

That was twelve hours ago, the sun was now setting casting an orange light over the kitchen as you roll out the dough, an unsettling feeling of stress settles into your bones and your brows knit together, you thought baking just might take your mind off of your husband out in a snow storm patrolling the woodlands and how late he was returning home.

You let out a frustrated sigh as scooped the sweet apple filling into the dough-lined pie dish, glancing over at the clock that read ten o’clock the sun had completely gone down now and panic started to rise to leaving a bad taste in your mouth as you put the apple pie in the oven.

A confusing mixture of anger and worry barges through your body leaving an odd weight on your chest and you couldn’t decide whether you wanted to cry or storm up those mountains and drag your husband back home.

You jump slightly as the kitchen timer dings, you take out the apple pie smiling at the homely smell of the sweet treat, “Ooh sumthin smells good honey” Tommy says as takes his snow-covered coat off, his smile falters slightly when he doesn’t get a response.

You turn around facing your stupidly beautiful husband as he smiles at you from the door frame, it’s a sheepish smile and he knows exactly what’s wrong with you as you throw the kitchen towel at him before running over to him and wrapping your arms around his neck brining him into a hug, relief washing over you as he holds you closer into his body his cold nose nuzzling against your neck.

“You're not having any” you mumble holding him tighter and you feel him laugh, “You really scared the fuck outta me Tommy” he pulls away slightly his cold hand cupping your face as he brings your lips into a loving kiss and you can’t help but melt into the tender feeling.

“I’m real sorry sweetheart… it’s a fuckin blizzard out there— I love you” he murmurs the last part against your lips before pressing a soft kiss to them and you can’t help the fluttering feeling that swarms through your chest, his hands settle on your hips and you watch as he glances over your shoulder to the apple pie that sits on the kitchen counter.

“You can have some—” you smile at him your hands threading through his dark hair that’s slightly damp from being outside in the midst of a snow storm, “—on one condition” you add admiring the beauty marks that adorn his skin.

“Mm, what’s that?” He smirks pulling you impossibly closer to his body, stealing your warmth as his hands slip under your jumper, they’re cold against your warm skin and the feeling sends a shiver through you as he draws small circles against your back.

“You take me out once the storms passed… I wanna see the stars” you smile basking in the small loving moment.

His face softens with love as he looks at you with adoration, “Of course, I will sweetheart- I'll do anything ya want” he presses a kiss to your forehead before you pull away to cut him a generous slice of apple pie.

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☾⋆AN/ I want this man so bad. Hope you enjoyed lovelies!! <3 {{requests are more than welcome}} any mistakes let me know!

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joahnwiz27 · 1 year

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“Tommy keeps saying I stole his jacket”

Another Ellie sketch I have been looking at for far longer than I should…

I swear this isn’t turning into an Ellie-themed blog… she’s just a delight to draw

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tommysmillers · 5 months

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you ever think about tommy and joel's profound bond, knowing that they relied solely on one another for support and confided in each other, only to drift apart and remain estranged for many years? it's fascinating to me how they managed to reconcile and rebuild their brotherly connection. considering joel's death, even though they already reconciled and had an even stronger bond than before, sometimes i can't help but wonder if tommy regrets their separation, especially how his last words to joel weren't "nice," and his decision to leave him behind to join the fireflies and go radio dark on him. i feel like these thoughts are running inside his head, so it's no wonder that tommy spiraled into a state of anger and impulsiveness. losing his loving and protective older brother would have had an intense impact on him, leading him to isolate himself from everyone he ever knew just to immerse himself in grief.

#i'm gonna be sick!!!!!!#he lost his beloved brother and caretaker and this time forever #i hate thisssss they deserved better #tommy miller #joel miller #tlou #tlou2 #tlou part 2 #tlou part ii #the last of us tommy #the last of us #the last of us part ii #the last of us part 2 #the miller brothers #text post

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middimidoris · 1 year

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We did those things. 🌿

A little Tommy Miller love ahead of ep 6 of The Last of Us. I can’t wait to see him and Joel reunite.

#middimidoriart #Tommy miller #Tommy #TLOU #TLOU fanart #the last of us #the last of us fanart #the last of us Tommy #TLOU 2 #tlou hbo #hbo the last of us #miller brothers #Gabriel luna #Gabriel luna Tommy

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ghost-of-diogenes · 1 year

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Lot's of great stuff in the new episode, but a definite top moment for me was Tommy realizing he'd becoming a communist.

#the last of us #the last of us spoilers #the last of us tommy #maria the last of us #the last of us 1x06

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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Finding You - Tommy Miller x reader

Summary: Joel; Ellie and Y/N find Jackson and you also end up finding Tommy who doesn’t want to waste a minute continuing where your relationship left off

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: mostly fluff with a little smut near the end (female receiving oral)

Y/N’s POV

"Don't even think about raising your weapons!" A female voice cuts through the pleasant silence and we look up to see a blonde woman up a lookout on the right of the gate, gun pointed at us, "Tell the girls to drop their weapons."

"Do as she says," Joel tells us, hands up but one still in reach of his gun if needs be. I glance to the left and my heart stops for a second as I think I see a flash of familiar dirty blond hair.

"They're safe."

That voice. It can't be.

"You know them?" The woman lowers her gun, voice still full of distrust.

The air gets knocked out of my lungs when the gate opens and the voice I haven’t heard in years is joined by his face, “That’s my damn brother.” He hasn’t seen me yet as I’m mostly hidden by Joel’s broad frame. They hug before the brothers part and he speaks again, “Goddamn you’re getting old!”

“Tommy, this is Ellie and well you’re very familiar with-“ Joel’s cut off mid sentence when Tommy utters my name in a whisper as Joel steps aside to reveal me and Ellie. He's the same except he's grown a beard now and he seems to have grown into his features more. He's a bit rough around the edges but who isn't in this post apocalyptic hell?

"Hi," I breathe, breaking the quiet. Tommy doesn't speak, just opens his arms and it's all I need. I let my gun and bag fall to the muddy floor, ignoring Joel's grumbles as I'm sprinting to Tommy. I throw myself into his welcoming arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders as I bury my face in his neck.

"Oh love," He coos, a calloused hand carding through my hair while the other hold me up by my waist, “Where have you been?”

It seems to trigger something in me so much so I’m pulling away enough to look at him. Before I really process it I’m slapping him, “Where have I been?! Where did you go?!”

Tommy doesn’t reply, sea green eyes brightening as he just grips my chin between his thumb and forefinger guiding my lips to his. It’s as if no time has passed, except the slight graze of his beard is a new feeling but his lips… they taste like home and like a time before this.

“Ahem!” Joel clears his throat and Tommy sets me back on my feet. He picks up my pack, Joel already having grabbed my gun before it gets water damage.

“Come on, I bet you’re all hungry.” Tommy grabs my hand in his before guiding us past the gate and into Jackson. It’s breath taking, like stepping into the past. There’s electricity and people are going about their days as if there isn’t a threat of the cordyceps outside of the walls. Not a lot seems to have changed except there’s stables, gardens and farm areas from what I can see.

“Fucking starving!” Ellie replies, pocketing her gun and ignoring the pointed look Joel sends her way, “So you’re the famous Tommy.”

“Famous huh?” Tommy grins that boyish grin at her and she laughs a little, “I hope just good stuff.”

“The idiot younger brother who disappeared one night and would radio in every three months or so and the man I would sacrifice myself for,” Ellie begins listing all the things Joel and I have called Tommy, “The man I set to marry; the younger brother; the wilder brother; the love of my life-“

“Okay you can shut up now,” Joel speaks gruffly as if feeling my embarrassment because they’re all things I’ve never actually said to Tommy. We were. Heading to engagement territory before he disappeared from the QZ with a bunch of others.

Tommy doesn’t speak, just grips my hand tighter as he guides us to a bar called the Tipsy Bison. It’s almost overwhelming stepping inside to the busy bar after it being the just the three of us for months. There’s music playing and people are dancing, lively chatter is heard from the bar and people are watching as Tommy leads us to one of the only empty booths. From the looks of it everyone knows this is his booth. I have to remind myself we’re in his town.

“Beer?” Maria asks as we sit down, Joel and Ellie opposite me and Tommy.

“Yes please.” Ellie chirps up.

“Non alcoholic for us two, she’s fourteen.” I interject and Ellie just pouts causing Tommy to chuckle and a smile to tug at the corner of Maria’s lips.

“Alright, two beers and two non alcoholics coming right up.” She nods before heading for the crowded bar. Tommy doesn’t waste any time pulling me to his chest, holding me close as socially acceptable. I just interlock our fingers, squeezing his hand and letting my head rest back against his shoulder, my eyes slipping shut as I just take in the sounds of life and joy.

“Hey sweetheart, no falling asleep yet,” Tommy presses a kiss to my temple and I just let out a grumble, turning my face into the crook of his neck because I’m exhausted. I’d rather sleep than eat right now.

The familiar smell of pizza fills my senses and I’m salivating, debating to take back whether I’d prefer to sleep because opening my eyes we’re greeting by a giant sharing pizza. Ellie’s eyeing it like a starved gazelle and I realise Ellie’s never had pizza before.

“What is this?” She reaches for a slice, subsequently burning her fingers.

“This, kiddo, is a pizza. One of the best things to be ever invented.” Joel’s loosened up a bit and he actually looks happy and relaxed, much like before the outbreak. I can imagine Sarah sitting where Ellie is and can almost forget there is an apocalypse happening. Sarah would be proud of how far Joel has come since 2013.

“Dig in before it gets cold,” Tommy’s nudging me and I reach for a slice, groaning as the flavours burst from the first bite having missed the taste of any food other than beef jerky. Oh god it’s orgasmic and I know my sounds have an effect on Tommy because he’s gripping my thigh under the table as if warning me.

Ellie and Joel are also eating like starved animals, none of us having had pizza since the outbreak or ever in Ellie’s case.

“We are having more of this shit, like so much more!” Ellie talks around a mouthful and I’d scold her but she just seems too happy. This, I could so get used to this but I can’t help feeling guilty because Sarah should be here too. Ellie and Sarah would get on so well; they’d drive Joel crazy but the soft look he gives Ellie now is the same one he used to give Sarah.

“‘M tired Tommy,” I whine quietly once I’m full, leaning against Tommy again and ready to fall asleep. Ellie’s also yawning, pretending to not be tired even though her eyes are fluttering shut before she shakes her head to wake her up.

“Okay sweetheart,” He shifts me so I have to sit up so he can squeeze past me, “I’ll go get Maria so she can show Joel and Ellie where they’ll be staying.”

“O-okay.” I reluctantly let his hand go and watch as he disappears into the crowd, only to reappear a few moments later with Maria following. They’re talking and she’s nodding, obviously his right hand woman and it makes me a little jealous honestly.

“Joel, Ellie if you follow Maria, we’ll come find you in the morning and give you the grand tour of Jackson.” Tommy tell the pair, helping me out of the booth. The cold air wakes me up a little and it’s pleasantly nice as Tommy begins to guide me in the opposite direction to my two companions.

“Wait!” Ellie’s sprinting over and wrapping her arms tightly around my waist as if I’m going to disappear so I gently pull her away enough to cup her face in my hands and make her look at me.

“I’ll be here in the morning, I promise.” I tell her, noticing the panic in her eyes as she grips the sleeves of my jacket, “I need you to keep Joel out of trouble for me, damn cowboy attracts it like a magnet don’t he.” She giggles at that, hugging me tightly once more.

“I’ll throw a fucking sandwich at you if you’re gone tomorrow.” She threatens, throwing me back to the subways station we were camping in near the beginning of the journey. I just laugh and kiss her hair before she scrambles back to follow Joel and Maria.

“Throw a sandwich?” Tommy raises an eyebrow at me as he captures my hand in his, leading the way to his house. It’s amazing compared to where I’ve been sleeping the last few months, everything looking so loved and homey as we step inside. It’s so Tommy and my heart swells when I see a few photos of us on the mantle piece, a small chuckle escaping my lips at the one of the four of us. Tommy’s giving me a piggyback ride while Joel is covering Sarah’s eyes and we’re all laughing and happy, unaware of our futures.

“Did you ever find anyone else?” I ask cautiously as Tommy leads me upstairs to his room. It makes him stop in place, turning to look at me with a mixture of hurt and surprise on his face, “Because there was nothing other than you Tommy.”

“Sweetheart,” He makes me face him when we’re in his bedroom, “It has always been you. I would never date anyone else.”

“I- I didn’t mean just date…” I say quietly, looking anywhere but him.

“Darlin’” That southern twang makes me weak at the knees still, “Unless you count my hand as cheating, no, I haven’t been with or thought of anyone else.”

“Tommy,” I grab his wrist as he goes to get undressed for bed, making him glance back at me with the same soft look he used to give me when I’d call his name when seeing him, “I love you.”

I’m suddenly being swept off of my feet and thrown on the bed that feels like heaven compared to the forest floor but I don’t get much time to take it in because Tommy’s hovering over me, “You don’t know how long I have waited to hear that.” He growls, marking my neck with open mouthed kissed, “I love you too.” He punctuates every word with a cheeky bite. I feel like they’re going to leave marks and that Tommy knows that from the way he pulls back enough to meet my gaze with that stupid boyish grin that has me melting into his grip.

“‘M tired,” I rub my eyes, yawning and Tommy kisses my cheek before climbing off me. I follow suit, kicking my boots off then going to unbutton my jeans when Tommy’s hand bat mine away. He crouches in front of me as he pulls my jeans down my legs, the fabric stinging my cold and aching skin but it’s soon placated by gentle and loving kisses. He pushes me to sit back down on the bed by my hips so he can get the jeans off of me before he nudges my legs apart with his nose. I oblige, swallowing as he kisses up my thighs stopping at the edges of my panties before going to do the same the other side.

I let out a whine because the man knows exactly what he’s doing to me, he can probably see at this point. Oh yeah he definitely knows how turned on I am when teeth graze over the fabric of my slowly soaking panties. He slides his hands up my thighs, fingers playing with the waistband as if giving me time to protest or stop him. Like that’s going to happen.

Oh fuck! He wastes no time once my panties hit the floor, licking the length of my folds. It sends a jolt through me and my thighs instinctively clamp around his head which has him chuckling and prying them apart again as he heads for my clit.

“Fuck, Tommy,” A hand finds his hair as he sucks to distract me from the two fingers that are suddenly filling me up. I can’t stop the sounds or the way my back arches as he curls his fingers just right, hitting that bundle of nerves. I’m so sensitive and strung up I’m not going to last very long and Tommy knows it from the way he smiles. The bastard has the audacity to bite my thigh before returning to eating me out like I’ve never been eaten out before, “T-Tommy, fuck… I’m-“

“I know darlin’. I know,” He soothes, his other hand that isn’t currently inside me gripping my waist hard enough to leave a delicious bruise, fingertips digging in. It doesn’t take much more for me to start fluttering around his fingers which he suddenly replaces with his tongue. That alone has me coming undone, edges of my vision whiting out as he guides me through the high.

“You’re so perfect,” Tommy sits back on his heels, watching me as I try catching my breath as sleep starts to claw its way back into my state of mind. It’s as if he can read my mind because he’s cleaning me up with a shirt that was on the floor before cleaning his own face, “Lemme find you something clean to wear sweetheart.”

“But you-“

“We have all the time in the world,” He shakes his head, holding out an oversized shirt for me to change into. I do just that, relishing in how it smells just like Tommy: hay; gunpowder and something sweet. The combination of the soft bed and Tommy’s body curling around my back has my eyes slipping shut, not failing to hear his quiet whisper, “Never leave me again.”

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mxlktxa · 1 year

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safe place

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pairing; tommy miller x f!reader

a/n; tommyyyyyyyyyy 🥰 i dont think ive met another tommy stan and i need to honestly i just assume the tommy stans are calm and a little feral

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My bones felt like they were bound to break in the next few seconds, acting as creaky and exhausted floorboards in a venerable home. I hated feeling like this after work but there wasn’t much I could do about it.

Making my way up to the doorway, keys in hand, the front door swung open, my spouse, Tommy, standing in the frame with a glass of wine in either hand. I stopped in my tracks, peering at the man who began dancing lightly to amuse me.

I debated on getting back into the car and driving off but it was out of the question and this is what I needed right now. A good laugh, a drink, and the love of my life. It was all anyone needed after a day of bullshit and unnecessarily crude customers.

“Welcome home, my love!” Tommy sang, “come in, come in! It’s nice and warm inside, plenty of seating as well! Come now, don’t be shy!”

“Oh, Jesus, Tommy. Yes, darling, thank you.”

Tommy chuckled, holding out a glass to me and taking a sip from the other, patting my back while I walked by him.

“C’mon, now, gorgeous. Sit. Tell me all about your day,” Tommy sat me down on the couch with him, having my head rest on his shoulder while my hand was made to rest on his knee.

Everything immediately relaxed once he began to place the most gentle kisses on my head, almost making me forget to respond to him.

“Mmm, just the usual. Annoying customers. Co-worker drama, my absolutely anger inducing manager. The basics,” my response seemed to have Tommy put on an angry front, like he was ready to drive down to my job and rip everyone apart, “No, you’re not allowed to come to work with me, Tommy Miller. You stay home.”

“Not even a visit? I’ll knock somebody out for you. Maybe tell Joel, too, he-.”

“No! No, no, and no!” I panicked, sitting up straight, holding my hand up to his mouth, “Don’t tell him anything! Joel takes everything about me seriously which is extremely terrifying.”

“Your his sister-in-law, what’d you expect?”

“Him to threaten people behind closed doors! What he did last time when I told him my ex was threatening to kill you and me was out of this world.”

“He only sent him to the hospital.”

“Tommy,” I breathed, holding a stern expression, “Joel almost went to jail.”

“It’s Joel. He’d be fine.”

“Jesus H. Christ, Tommy,” a mushy smile spread to my face, my wine glass used to make an attempt to hide it. Tommy leaned in to places kisses on my forehead, sending me into a lazy mood, hoping it never ended.

My wine glass sat in my hand, eyes shut as the love of my life placed delicate smooches all over my face, hand coming up to caress my face.

It was a mystery but Tommy always made everything feel better without even trying, doing anything and everything to keep me calm and collected, hating to see me so distraught or tense.

“You’re gonna be okay, sweetheart. Everything is going your way. Sooner or later, I promise. Soon you won’t even have to worry about working anymore.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Mmm, that sounds fantastic.”

My wine glass was taken from me, set next to Tommy’s as he encouraged me to lay down, rest my head in his lap to relax even more. Doing so, his hand was massaging my head, a wave of drowsiness and relief hitting me all at once.

“You’re off tomorrow, correct?”

I weakly nodded, hands coming up to hug myself. Tommy chuckled, already aware that I was in a sluggish state. What was this man doing to me and how does it always work?

“Tommy?”

“Yes, darling?”

“I love you. More than anything.”

“I love you too, angel. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me,” Tommy reciprocated his feelings, brushing hair strands from my face to lean forward and kiss my temple, “ Now get some sleep.”

“We’re on the couch.”

“And you’re eyes are shut and words are almost slurring.”

“Fine, fine,” I groaned at Tommy’s point, allowing myself to give in to sleep and Tommy’s angelic singing, wishing to fight off my sleep in order to enjoy it.

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aziraphalesbookkeeper · 1 year

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we’ve been hyperfixating on ellie and joel’s relationship (rightfully so) but we’re sleeping on the potential of ellie and tommy. chaotic uncle/niece duo.

#joel relearning how to parent??#NO #TOMMY RELEARNING HOW TO UNCLE #ellie 'i'm asking you because joel told me no and he's not the boss of you' williams #tommy 'OH GOD ITS A TRAP' miller #tommy hangs out with ellie to prepare for becoming a dad #except it backfires because ellie is the WORST kid to dad #tommy walks out of babysitting covered in blood and reciting haunting puns #tlou #the last of us #the last of us ellie #ellie williams #tommy miller #the last of us tommy #tlou tommy #tlou ellie #I NEED 10 FICS ON MY DESK BY MONDAY

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coralgeckoart · 1 year

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More The Last Of Us art!!

Tommy 💙

#art #digital art #painting #my art #artists on tumblr #digital artist #fanart #fandom #clip studio paint #my artwork #the last of us #tommy #the last of us hbo #the last of us tommy #tlou hbo

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marvelous-mushroom-lady · 1 year

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So I decided to watch a TLOU part 2 gameplay and I am NOT OKAY.

HEAVY SPOILERS AHEAD MY DUDES:

Start to just before that *scene*:

Joel telling Tommy about everything while meticulously cleaning a guitar. Almost like it’s a touchstone.

Little Ellie drawing everything as a little exercise in therapy

Joel being such a sweet Papa Bear That facking cover and his voice breaking and Ellie can’t help but respond and smile I cannot

”It did not suck” Young miss Ellie continuing her little shit era proudly OK Jessie no need to be this hot AND have a southern accent AND being a good bro AND a queer ally of course no one this perfect will last long

Honestly Dina should’ve just dated both of them

Well then! Watched the weed lab scene at work, like a horny dumbass. This scene is perfect but also I am spoilered to death so it just makes it worse.

“You make me want to walk out into the storm”“Who’s stopping ya?”

Godddang it sapphics quit it! (Hits the ladies with the horny stick)Who even needs foreplay here, really?

Dina has got so much game I do not know how Ellie so much as hesitated.

Jessie being annoyed that the girls were smoking and boning on patrol and for no other reason at all is very much the greenest of flags

The look on Abby’s face when they introduce themselves

Tommy and Joel being nice and trusting towards the very beefy lady who knows how to use a gun is peak character development and also very upsetting that this was their true downfall. Joel from five years before would never. Can’t wait for this to be played by our sweet Pedro.

Joel and Tommy being Dads asking Abby if she’s okay and being so concerned.

Joel and Tommy being led by Abby to (their demise) the hideout.

Honestly fack Abby’s dad. Dude had a bachelor’s degree in Biology and didn't even bother to train anyone else in the very likely case he would die. He deserved that death (thematically only not morally) just for that giant god complex.

“You act like you’ve heared of us” Oh Joely, baby, sweet prince. Sorry about your leg man.

I watched cut clips of this scene in video essays years before but yea shit hits different when you watch it like a movie. And Ellie running around the woods. I didn’t play the game but desperately running to look for him must be a new kind of narrative torture.

Thanks this was brutal. Ellie’s screams man. God Ashley did good here. I felt torn apart along with her. And knowing this is gonna happen was as bad as watching the show’s version of Sarah’s death. I had to take a break after that.

Edit: Continued to watch without really recording any coherent thoughts so everything else will be summarized into an “end of watch” review because I always have such bad vertigo after watching for more than 30 minutes of gameplay.

Also I am highkey into Abby and I now understand why we the queers claimed her she is so gosh darn pretty I hope they find an actor who can embody this vulnerability in a tank body.

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