#this was very deep

[moonfang256]

Dreams about Deltarune (Part 8)

The following dream seems to be a continuation of the previous one that I showed in the previous post:

I’ve called this dream:

“Confrontation”

This dream started with me and Kris in their room inside Castle Town, but we weren't actually there, we were inside their mind. They were pretty upset that I had intruded into their nightmare, when they were at their most vulnerable moment.

That's what they told me, but I didn't respond.

Apparently they trapped me in their mind and left me in this deplorable state. The least I did was to move the chains a bit and continue crying silently about the situation. I felt like a wolf caught in a trap, accepting its fate at the hands of the hunter, waiting for the final blow, but they did nothing.

Seeing me like that seemed to have affected them greatly, because they immediately calmed down, changed their expression to a sad-hurtful one, and said nothing more. It seemed like they didn't like what they were doing very much, and perhaps what hurt them most was the fact I didn't even try to escape, fight or do anything with them, despite being completely under their control. It was like watching a reflection of themselves in me, which is ironic considering that in real life I’m someone like Kris.

This is going to be a bit long, but let me give you the context (venting coming):

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Throughout my life, I’ve gone through many bad and strong experiences. Somewhat similar to those the Deltarune’s characters had and are going through now:

And despite everything, I identify and empathize more with Kris for the things I’ll tell below:

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It’s for things like these that I can’t hate or blame Kris for what they do, because as far as I’m concerned, I adore this apple-pie gremlin. I want to comfort and be there for them when they need it. I know they might also have megalomaniacal tendencies, but I’ve the tools to handle it and pacify the heck out of them if necessary (I already did it with Flowey in Undertale, they'll be next).

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Now, you might be wondering: How did it all end?

The answer is in the next and last dream that I’ll show, since it seems that Kris repented, spared me, cut the chains and asked me to show them more calmly what I want from them.

(I guess it's not easy to face someone who could be your freaky mirror self, but different).

[pencildragons]

bro i LOVE indigenous fusion music i love it when indigenous people take traditional practices and language and apply them in new cool ways i love the slow decay and decolonisation of the modern music industry

[monkesupreme]

ref

a satisfactory answer for Selina

[danijaci]

"jealous, jealous, jealous boy..." ft. jiaoqiu

i just got him today lmao

[holycrimin]

that one Laios meme but with the 12 bros, saw the rise one and got inspired <33

(don't tag as t-cest)

original under the cut!

Original by @/sweepswoop_ on Twitter

[regicidal-defenestration]

A bus is basically the classic thing to wait in the rain for

[stil-lindigo]

the vulture.

a comic about cycles.

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[egophiliac]

looking at next month's schedule and between the end of 7-12 and the wishing lantern event it's like

February is officially RIDDLE MONTH, brace yourselves to be absolutely blasted into ashes everybody

[mangozic]

archivist be upon ye

[violet-gardens]

Contemplation.

[noodles-and-tea]

Who’s your favorite gravity falls character?

THIS GUY

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Just your average male living space.

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[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[zorangezest]

jaundicewave my beloved

all the artists drawing him like a cat yiu are all correct correct correct correct correct

[st-hedge]

I am waiting… waiting for you…

[heliomanteia]

I actually like how Epic did Calypso.

It did not shy away from her dangerous/forceful nature in the previous saga and in this one she's just deeply non-sympathetic while compelling. Her vocals are overpowering Odysseus, she's overtaking the narrative. She shouldn't be but she is, and it fits her mythical character.

Not Sorry for Loving You is such a backwards "apology" and I love it because it fits Calypso perfectly. It's weird to say but I'm actually glad they didn't shy away from correctly portraying a character that never "learned to be better" in the original source.

Like, this is a Goddess, not a human. She does not have human morality, she is wrong for what she did to Odysseus. Her emotions are selfish, she's incapable of understanding that she hurt this mortal. She's convinced she's the one hurt and the world is unfair, and that's unreliable narration but it's so good.

Calypso I hate you and I love you.