team fortress 2, borderlands 2, tolkien
team fortress 2, borderlands 2
the silmarillion, a storm of swords
First light in the Canyon was extremely cold, but such a beautiful site to see.
oh this fanfiction has an interesting summary and it’s even complete let’s see wha
“I got up”
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we call ourselves runners. we exist on the edge between the gloss and the reality: the mirror’s edge. we keep out of trouble, out of sight, and the cops don’t bother us. runners see the city in a different way. we see the flow. rooftops become pathways and conduits, possibilities and routes of escape. the flow is what keeps us running, keeps us alive.
Panda researchers in China wear panda costumes to give mother-like feeling to a lonely baby panda who lost her mother [x]
without context it looks like some guy disguised himself as a panda so he could sneak into their panda community and now he’s making a quick getaway with the baby panda
I’ve never met cr1tikal but I trust him.
I feel if I was in any horror situation I would be so safe and calm because with any other person they would be screaming and crying but if he and I were trapped in a building surrounded by ravenous mutants he would just be deadpan like “they are so rude I can’t believe this. Let’s blow this Popsicle stand.”