#mundane miracles
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Re-watching Restaurant To Another World again, and I was thinking how usually, the isekai genre mixed with the harem genre lately, reminds me of a criticism of the "born sexy yesterday" trope: The guy is absolutely mundane but because the girl is completely foreign to his world, everything he does seems amazing. Restaurant To Another World functions on a similar premise, in that all the patrons are so amazed at the food from a very typical restaurant from our world. But instead of being an offensive power imbalance, like the "born sexy yesterday" trope, it becomes more an appreciation of the everyday things in our world. "Mundane miracles" is one of my favorite tropes. I love the focus on how everyday is actually full of amazing things. And I think Restaurant To Another World really emphasizes that point. In our everyday modern world, it's not often we think about how high quality all our ingredients and tableware are, but someone from a "sword and sorcery" fantasy world is definitely going to be raving about it. It makes everyday and everything feel special, if you just take the time to appreciate at it.
For example, I love how the episode with the Dwarves ordering seafood platters, took the time to marvel at even the quality of the glass mugs their beer was served in. I didn't think about it until the glass craftsman Dwarf said, but making clear, uniformly symmetrical glass is actually very difficult. But we have that everyday and for cheap in our world. I love that episode where Sarah's sister gave a whole gold coin to Alletta to buy cookies for her, because our simple tins for cookies, that we re-use for sewing supplies, is actually a very high end luxury, when you think about it. I love how the man from a wheat products trading company and his grandson, comment about the restaurant's quality ingredients. I love how the baker's daughter and other patrons are gobsmacked by the quality of bread, and how even that level of bread is free refills---with soup!
Then again, I'm the type of homebody introvert who sees going outside for errands as a big adventure. And that was BEFORE this pandemic! lol
#restaurant to another world#isekai shokudou#fanboying fangirling#mundane miracles#tropes#isekai#iyashikei
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EB: i love being friends with jake.
EB: imagine dealing with an international crisis involving precious artifacts and some one is like, “don’t worry, i know a guy.” and it’s a dorky guy from the middle of pacific ocean named jake who slips into his slutsona and suddenly he’s capable of saving the world with the power of his double pistols and cargo shorts.
EB: you don’t know where the guy is. you don’t know where the guy is going. but you do know he is on the case with a 98% success rate and his ass is out.
#submission#john egbert#jake english#source: assiraphles#homestuck#incorrect homestuck quotes#mod terezi#you can't expect a miracle worker to work within mundane confines can you?
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what do you think dros was thinking when he first saw the phasmid? was he experiencing wonder; serenity? did he feel the world was still playing sick tricks on him: did he believe he was going insane from isolation and this was one of the symptoms? was it helplessness - that even though this miracle of nature stood before him, his beliefs prevented him from telling anyone about it? did the phasmid stand over iosef, watching him watch martinaise through his scope? did he feel her eyes on him for hours, until he forgot the eyes and the pheromones burnt a hole in his brain where she used to be? is he in a kind of grief over her absence in his head? is it a coincidence that the character who is most unable to move on from his past is on an island where the only other living being tells the player to turn from the ruin and move forward? that the most self-appraisingly noble and hopeless of causes has looked at the future for too long, and it is destroying him...
#this too is yuri#i find it funny and heartbreaking. maybe he did love the bug - in a way.#companionship. he never shot it. it just stood there and watched him until his mind eroded...#also? the sorrow in her voice when she tells you this?#she cared for him in a way that the future might take pity on the past. but ultimately it washes away.#into the wild pale yonder. because the people of the present cannot dwell unless they crave stagnation#and the other two stagnated men - stagnated socially; financially; ideologically; occupationally - capture a piece of something beautiful#while the man who sat and dwelled until that miracle next to him dissolved into mundane fractures falls apart himself in grief#and confusion. the world truly has no place for him anymore.#in other words:#get stickbugged#<- that is their ship name now#txt#disco elysium#insulindian phasmid#iosef dros
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ive got an essay due at 3pm tomorrow and ive not even looked at it i am so so unserious about my degree and by the grace of some higher being i somehow keep managing to crawl through it's actually getting a bit funny
#me and an old friend of mine used to have a running joke during a-levels that im just one of those people where shit Works Out#and it started bc we shared two a-levels (english and economics) and in BOTH classes i regularly didn't do the homework#or the reading etc and yet it would ALWAYS work out for me#like we'd walk into a class neither of us having done the homework and they'd get yelled at while i went under the radar somehow#or that one english essay i got the highest score in the class when i literally hadn't even read the fucking book it was on#and when we pointed the theory out it started just becoming really prevalent#like no matter how late i am for things i'll arrive and by some miracle the thing im late for is also late (e.g a train or teacher)#like im just one of those people that has very very mundane luck#and low and behold i am fighting this degree with bloody fists putting the absolute bare minimum in for my own sanity's sake#and i SOMEHOW keep pulling through. literally failed two modules last year and STILL got a 2:1 average#and the last essay i wrote was the worst essay id ever done in my life and i get my standards are higher bc ik im good at essays#but the point still stands and you know what? i got a FIRST#literally was pure waffle i have never blagged it so hard and i got a FIRST#and all this shit just makes me cockier and cockier and go even more by the skin of my teeth and it ALWAYS WORKS OUT#it's soooo silly but im not complaining. anyway ill keep u posted about this essay <3 it's econ history so is actually interesting#but the most ive done for it is ask the sc ai lmao and for context degree-level essays usually require a good few days of graft#live love laziness#hella goes to uni
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Ooooh that's why I felt better rested. Daylight savings time gave me a whole extra hour of sleep i didn't know about
#when i set my alarm last night it said 7hr 13min until alarm#and it took me a while to pass out#how lovely#wow. its like a miracle for the mundane
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It's not like Aylin didn't have an identity outside of being the Sword of the Moonmaiden before she met Isobel / that Isobel has defined her identity somehow. It's more that,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Aylin is a fairly young immortal. I'd say she's just a bit older than Isobel herself. It's canon that Aylin has a different, longer, slower concept of time. Even when we tack on the century in the Shadowfell, she's still fairly young for what she is. Personal identity is something that takes a long time — often a lifetime — to really explore and define for oneself. That relative youth combined with the position she's in [a piece of the divine among mortals, a sacred symbol and sword] further combined with the trauma of her imprisonment multiplied by her concept of time means it's a journey she hasn't gotten all that far in. There's a lot she's still figuring out.
I think her relationship with Isobel has been beneficial in that regard. Not that she's defined by Isobel or their relationship but that here's someone who sees Aylin as a person, not simply something sacred. Here's someone who wants to know who Aylin is. Who encourages and supports her in exploring her personal identity. Who sees Aylin's nature and duty, who respects and honors that, but who doesn't stop there. Who sees there is more to her beyond those things, even when Aylin struggles to, and wants to know those parts of her, too.
#OOC / HOLLY.#listen. in my heart. setting aside all the love at first sight and shards of divinity stuff#there's much of their relationship that's SO mundane SO normal SO mortal#and it's more wondrous to Aylin than any miracle#makes her feel like a person which isn't something she realized she lacked or desired#I was gonna write wasn't I. I should do that skdjfhg
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hey chat,
this is by no means a religious based blog, and I’m pretty sure the same can be said of my followers BUT.
I just got back from an experience where a girl a covered in self harm scars was prayed over, and walked out of the room without a single scar on her arms or legs. And me personally, the SH scars are still here, but they are healed, and no longer open and raw, which was not the case when I walked in the room. Those weren’t the only things happening in that room either.
#I needed to share this#If you don’t believe me#that’s fine#mundane reason to live#mental health#todays reason to live#reason to live#positive mental attitude#positivity#miracles#faith#salvation#god#christ#tw s3lf harm
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Always, I am so proud of Max, but sometimes I just think of the immense pressure everyone, including us his fans, put on him and I feel faint for a bit.
#i have been reading all these race talk about which position he'll going to get and am a bit overwhelmed by how everyone had simply#normalized him literally being a miracle worker of sorts on track as long as his car doesn't impede him#like... i know it is his job and passion to perform at yhe highest level but the way his extraordinariness is treated as if it is just sth#almost mundane/an everyday thing/sth simple and effortless and thus he has to be always ''always'' so perfect.... without leaving him even#a tiny bit of margin in which he can err like all of humans have the right to do so.. without being beaten down to the ground for breathing#it is so cruel and lonely and alienating and dehumanizing#& i know he has the mental fortitude to deal w/this but I still feel sorry about a person having to experience this in any way or capacity
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going through my old emmanuel blog and not judging my past self per se but very much disagreeing with so many things on it -- and wondering how did it come about that i'd settled on emmanuel being the way he is right now over the years when i didn't do any writing, i just kept rotating him in my mind and ---- here he is
#ooc tbt#past me: 'em just miracles cups clean after drinking tea bcs hes quirky and lazy like that haha'#me now: 'WRONG he enjoys the sensation of water upon his skin AND savours the sanctity of such mundane rituals and he would NEVER'#past me: reblogging cool dapper kind of vintage suits as a wardrobe reference#current me: ........... 'he exists mostly in sweaters and other loose and layered attire. the last time he wore a suit was in 1953.'#it's funny the way he's evolved past just. whatever he was before.#but the funnest part abt ocs really is that it doesn't feel like i'm making them up but rather. discovering them.#like. they are a certain way and i get to figure out why. and when i do it well they /feel/ realer because. they make sense.#idk if this makes sense rn my brain is a piece of jello :')
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So I have a sideblog for my daily life stuff, usually photos of flowers from my backyard, and... Why do my plumbago photos keep getting a bunch of notes in the past few months?
My sideblog usually has no notes. But suddenly, a few(?) months ago, people started a deluge of Notes to my very average plumbago flower photos. Is it like a sacred flower or something? Is it a fandom reference? Did a new series use plumbagos as a big part of their plot? Is there like a a giant fandom in the botanical community for plumbagos?
I'm not complaining. I'm just kind of confused. Because they seem like a very regular flower to me. I like them. I like that they almost completely covered my fence with blue little bouquets, and I like blue. But individually, it's a very normal looking flower.
Is this like how I kept hearing people/media play up geraniums for years? But I grew up with them, and I know that they're also a very normal, 5 petalled flower, that happen to grow in bunches. Is it like that?
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I think I believe in and enjoy small mundane magics.
That sourdough I have? Magic little yeasty creatures inside.
The kombucha? Habitat of magic mushrooms.
The scarf I’ve spent hours crocheting? Wraps you in a hug directly from me when you wear it.
Placebo effect? Nah, that’s just straight up magic.
I know if I look into scientific explanations for these, and several I have, it will all be explained very detailed and complex and perfectly natural. But I don’t wanna keep all that complexity in my memory. Mundane magics now.
#I also believe in God. Angels and miracles and such as well#God doing things and mundane magics kinda intersect in my mind#if it’s real lil#it’s probably mundane#if it’s real hard to believe#it’s probably God doing a miracle
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Welcome to Day 3 of SkyStar Week! Todays prompts are Miracle and Mundane.
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posting about love is my own personal doomposting, worst case scenario, the wedding is back on tracks
even when i'm depressed and unbelieving you will never fucking catch me not believing in the sacred Possibility
#yeah sure i cant believe in myself but do not fucking talk to me about not#believing in the mundane miracles
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the craziest thing happened to me today. but you wouldn’t get it so i’ll keep it to my self
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the real problem with the midlayer i got for running is that it's so perfect and cozy and stretchily non-restrictive i now want 2 wear it constantly… very much including when i'm not running. which. makes me not want 2 wear it running so i don't get it too sweaty 4 normal purposes /o\
#'ok but K how can it be ''cozy'' and also ''suitable for high-output activities‚''' you may ask#and the answer is (a) 'merino is a fucking miracle fiber honestly' and (b) there are like. channels in the fleece for venting#the underarms are thinner‚ etc#anyway ultimately i do have other fairly cozy garments and also am extremely lucky to have VERY easy access to a washing machine#so like. many angles from which 2 resolve this dilemma#but like. problems u create 4 urself by acquiring a Thing that's Too Good…#sartorial#mundanities
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5 A.M.
One of the wonders this universe holds is that while many humans are endowed with intelligence, I sometimes find it easier to talk with someone who wags his tail happy to hear me out with eyes lighting up and clearly doesn’t give a damn about language barriers. At night, he’d jump out of his stupor, as if he just snorted cocaine, just to amble about on the way to the fridge with me. ‘You…
#Absence Felt Deeply#Animal-Human Bond#Bittersweet Farewell#Bittersweet Memories#Canine Devotion#Companionship#Daily Ritual#Emotional Catharsis#Emotional support#Emotional Void#Enduring Love#Erwinism#Everyday Miracles#Everyday Routine#FYP#Grief Reflection#Heartfelt Narrative#Inspiration#Joyful Simplicity#Learning#Life#Longing For Presence#Loss And Longing#Love#Loyal Companion#Motivation#Mundane Solace#Poem#Poetry#Progress
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