#i hope you're healing well!

[yuckydraws]

if you're looking for requests, can i req general fluff of undertale sans, underfell sans, and/or underswap papyrus looking after a reader (he/they? either or?) who stupidly broke their knee and are now in recovery >w>;; (i am a fool. the coffee table totally attacked me unprovoked >:C i swear it)

Sans: ... he will be making lots of knee-breaking-related puns. Sure he's getting you food, fluffing your pillows, making sure you're all nice and cozy, but you might be kicking him out soon enough with all his bad jokes and teasing.

Bee: He'll be your cuddle bug when you're resting your injury. Good luck even attempting to get out of resting before you should, because he's not letting go. He'll also be sure to flip off or glare dramatically at the coffee table whenever he walks by it. If that gets a laugh or a smile from you, he'll really play into it. Squaring up with it, talking shit to it, lecturing it - it's dorky, but so is he.

Red: He's actually quite the worry-wart. He's going to be right by your side through your recovery, anxious about you accidentally hurting yourself even more, or worse, getting taken advantage of when you're vulnerable like this.

... yeah he may or may not be projecting a bit, but he's a great presence while you're healing. He'll take good care of you.

[shalom-iamcominghome]

I've been doing a lot of reflection as of late, especially after this past class.

This past class was about the Torah and Tanakh in general, and the way the rabbi talked about the commandments (specifically the ten commandments) has made me really reflect on how I interpret them, specifically the fifth commandment, or honoring your mother and father.

This is a commandment I have wrestled with for a long time - in fact, it brought me away from g-d at multiple times. I was severely abused when I was incredibly young by my mother, and I used to feel insulted at the implication that I were to honor her while she got to live a better life. It was hypocritical, in my eyes.

But this rabbi surmised that this particular commandment was because parenthood is an act of creation, something that is like the g-d from which we come from. My realization is this: I don't think we're necessarily meant to take even these commandments literally.

I this particular commandment is more of a call to honor creation - creation is a gift, and like any gift, many people simply will not like it and will discard it. The person who abused me created me, but she did not honor creation. She didn't honor me, but I can still honor it.

I have started to honor creation much more. I'm too young, too unstable, not mature enough to be a father (though I fantasize about it), but I create all the time. I create relationships, I create with my hands through crochet. I create memories, I create my world. And I can honor who I am and where I came from that made me who I am. I've been learning one of the mother tongues of my family (Italian, since part of my family originates there) and it was judaism that inspired me to do this.

I don't think g-d wants me to honor my abuser. I think He wants me to remember the Holy action of creation. When I am a father, that act of creation will be Holy, and indeed, I am already joyful about the thought.

I have seen many people struggle with this particular commandment, but I think this perspective helps me personally. I don't think I ever have to forgive my abusers (plural), and I don't think I am commanded to simply because they happened to be family. I am commanded to recognize the holy, to elevate the mundane. In doing so, I will remember g-d. Through creation, I honor g-d and everything he has done for us, for me, and for our collective people.

[gender-luster]

pov, you're a queer, neurodivergent adult (probably late diagnosed) who grew up in a severely unhealthy home environment, and now you're desperately grasping for some semblance of the happy, healthy childhood you never got:

[magnifiico]

@howthesleeplesswander || are we ready to die? i think we're ready to die 8'D

He had no concept of time down here. Only that enough time had passed for his mind to clear, reality to assert itself, and King Magnifico to find—

Well, a dungeon cell was no more befitting a king than the mirror just as abhorrently containing him. So, what was he? After all he had done for Rosas, the sacrifices he’d made, the protection he’d offered them for years beyond count, they would treat their king like some common criminal? His queen would dare to turn her back on…

His queen. Amaya. Amaya.

Magnifico had run his muddled mind through the events of that day on a near tireless loop: picking at bits and pieces of his memory, recollecting flashes here, a foggy and distorted mess there. And despite all that he had gathered—a puzzle he’d had plenty of time to build—he’d yet to trace back to what had offended her so. What had antagonized her, driven her to stand against him as if he were the villain betraying the very kingdom he had built?

I built this. We built this.

And he’d promised from the beginning he’d do anything and everything it took to protect it. No questions asked. No holds barred. Magnifico used that book because he had to. The people hadn’t given him a choice; if he had let them—

No. No, no no. We said we’d never let that happen again.

But nevertheless, here he was. Dethroned. Defamed. He’d almost convinced himself his queen planned on letting him rot eternally, but when he heard the creak of a door on that fateful day—could’ve been morning, afternoon… or perhaps his darling had decided to pay an evening visit when all had quieted down—Magnifico hadn’t needed to see her to know. Her footsteps were a recognizable rhythm, soft and elegant, down the steps. Somehow, the echo seemed to penetrate his magical prison just as well, and in some way, each beat trembled down to his core.

When she stood outside the bars, however, peered in at that loathsome little mirror on the wall, he was ready to face her. That is, he’d convinced the faint flutter in his chest that he was.

“You’ve placed a magical mirror in which I am already very securely contained—trust me, I’ve had plenty of time to determine that’s the case—within a literal prison cell,” he observed blandly, head cocking while a bitter smile tugged on his lips. “Is that not just a touch excessive, my dear?”

[sophiethewitch1]

no i will NOT acknowledge the early warning signs for schizophrenia warning list what do i look like I'm someone who deals with their problems?? absolutely not

[junglesupport]

absolutely heartbreaking to hear a single good job from jun :'( ik he wants to say more but maybe he felt there's no point i really wanna hug him :'(

[batsplat]

this is about medvedev right. he can win again! or at least get to the final and break your heart again

https://www.tumblr.com/batsplat/765495288853053440

yes... and he's perfectly capable of getting to another final and breaking my heart (if there's any of it left), but WINNING one of these things? would require that pasty germanic stick to lose a match on hard court again at some point... and if it's not him it'll be chucky chucklehead, or an exhumed corpse powered by magic water crystals coming back for one final hurrah. you don't win slams serving like that either and that's been in decline for quite a while now, kinda have to wonder whether the shoulder might just be fucked. he's not played well outside of isolated patches this year, see the lack of a single trophy to his name - the ao run was a bit of a miracle and he STILL didn't win that. so at a certain point... with his style of play and with his frame, the biological clock is gonna get him sooner rather than later. the top of the game feels firmly locked up again (if it ever wasn't), and if there's a weak link slam it's probably rg. it's fine, at least he got a slam. I mean, he's really way too good to not be a multi slam winner and I wish his only slam hadn't been immediately followed up by the most heartbreaking slam final defeat imaginable, but it's fine. I'm over it. it's fine

[auncyen]

How are you going to say Partitio wouldn't forgive a betrayal when he hires Roque at the end of his story. How.

Like I'm not saying a deep enough betrayal wouldn't take time to recover from (the Roque hire notably happens after Oresrush has had time to recover) but. Partitio is kind of only second to Hikari "You can drop me from a bridge and I'd understand" Ku in terms of forgiving people.

[the-acid-pear]

One of the most beautiful things Deltarune story has is the fact that you cannot remove its tragedy, because it's thru that very same that hope and love is born. You cannot change the past but you can take what you learnt and thru it build a brighter future.

[madamescarlette]

nature is healing i'm going back to my roots (making a playlist about a fictional couple to cope with my feelings about them)

[mostlyonthefloor]

damn yeah you're right 'blossoms' does fuck

possibly should have waited a little longer after finishing the saint of steel series to listen though because OUCH

It does fuck. Real hard. Go and recover and then your next challenge is to listen to The Old Man Sleep and the Good Witch Grace, which fucks just the same but in a slightly different font

[zuzu-draws]

sending lots of hugs your way :''3

Thanks, i really needed those. The shock is starting to wear off and i'm getting more and more... emotional :"D How...do they expect us to enjoy this week's Gojo episode when Gege pulled this in the manga. I didn't like to admit it but i did have a soft spot for him, damnit.

[birdietrait]

Hii, Birdie!! Please 15, 16 and 18 for an ask game! 🥺💞 I hope you're doing well! I missed you so much :') Please have a great time of the day! 💗

ahhhh hi olya!!! i missed you tooo <3 hope you're having a great time of the day as well !

15 - favorite decade before the 2020s: even though i wasn't alive, i love the 80s! very colorful and fun <3

16 - favorite band: ok this is TOUGH bc i have so many...but my top three are violent femmes, big thief and talking heads!!

18 - favorite constellation: i like cassiopeia just bc of the name <33

[coollyinterferes]

“What do y’mean it’s 2023 already!?”

[saintjudes]

8, 19, 47, and 99 🥰

8: fear no man by little simz

19: memories by conan gray

47: the bomb by florence + the machine

99: green by abraham marder

[cluescorner]

I doubt they would survive a day in their own communities. Like, have y’all ever interacted with LGBTQ+ people IRL?? It’s really cool. Genuinely was a wonderful experience for me. Met someone who went by it/its pronouns because it saw that as the only way to distance itself from the demand to fit into boxes implanted on it by humanity. Met someone who goes by any pronouns and faer does that for the exact same reason as the person above. He and it were besties, hearing their discussions on gender was really fucking cool. Made me question my gender, I found out I’m cis but it was still a good experience. More relevant to this post, you’ve also got a pack of wild lesbians who congregated once while I was volunteering: me the young’un (cis, she/her, femme lesbian, has sensory issues with penetration of any kind but isn’t ace), an elder lesbian (bacla, she/he/siya (no preference but one of those) likes penetrative and non-penetrative sex), and a lesbian roughly between our ages (trans, she/her, about 4 months into socially transitioning, asexual). We’re just...talking about being lesbians and our differing experiences. It’s great, we taught each other a lot in the day we knew each other! Siya helped teach me about ways to explore myself and my preferences without triggering any averse reactions, I helped the trans lesbian vibe with wanting to be more gender conforming and traditionally ‘feminine’ (teaching trans femmes the joys of spinning around in frilly dresses is so nice), and she helped our elder get caught up with modern gay news. We left our stations and I’ve never seen either of them again, but this shit is so fun and so much better than arguing with randos about whether or not they ‘count’ as a lesbian. Imagine if I did what tiktok does and spent that whole time saying that our elder couldn’t be a lesbian because siya doesn’t strictly identify as a femme-aligned person or that the trans lesbian was teaching him about the ‘wrong’ gay news because most of it involved ‘bad rep’. Say what you want about cheesy cishet friendly romcom fodder, but seeing my elder beam at the idea that non-LGBTQ+ people cared about our stories on a large scale made that mediocre movie worth existing. IDK, people need to get involved in their communities (online or offline) and meet gay people outside of their immediate bubble. 

TLDR; I’m 90% sure people involved in gay discourse have never actually spent time around gay people outside of their immediate bubble and that makes me sad. Talk to people y’all, it’s great. 10/10, would recommend. 

people on tiktok would never survive a day on tumblr