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I stopped my self-destructive behaviour when I realised that there are many things in this world that are set out to destroy me.
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agentravensong · 3 months
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thinking about how the extra area added on to a pacifist run of undertale, the true lab, is about alphys's past mistakes. how it ends with the story reaffirming that, despite the pain she's caused, the thing that matters is that she has now made the choice to do the right thing. she's still worthy of her friends' love.
thinking about how undertale doesn't expect the player to get a pacifist ending for the first time. how it's more likely than not that the player will kill toriel the first time they battle her, how lots of players don't initially figure out how to end undyne's fight without killing her, etc. what it expects — not even expects, really, but hopes — is that the player, if they care enough, will use their canonically acknowledged power over time to make up for those mistakes.
no matter how many neutral runs a player has done before committing to the pacifist run, the thing that matters to the characters, to the story, is that you've chosen, now, to do the right thing.
compared to alphys, the player honestly gets off lightly, in that you're the only one (other than flowey) who really remembers any harm you might have caused. and any direct guilting the game could have done about it is long past at this point. instead, as undertale often does, it makes its point via parallels: alphys caused harm, and she knows it. she has committed to being better. in doing so, she has unlocked for herself a better ending to her story. and she deserves it. she's forgiven.
those structural narrative parallels are all over undertale, if you know where to look. and that's one of the things that makes it so fuckin' good.
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fixing-bad-posts · 3 months
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Your prose is god's gift to writing. your ass too good. It's wild like maybe u r a religion.
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mayomkun · 10 months
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Found you and you are safe
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zu-is-here · 5 months
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some services shouldn't be ordered to home
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perfectquote · 7 months
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This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
Nicholas Sparks // Message in a Bottle
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thoughtkick · 7 months
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This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
Nicholas Sparks // Message in a Bottle
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joyfuladorable · 9 months
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Mikey and Raph being besties and rassling (From the book Lean, Green Smackdown Machine!)
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thewordfortheday · 3 months
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We need to be reminded of the cross every single day. Never allow the cross to lose it’s centrality to your life.  To the world the cross is a symbol of shame; to those who believe it is a symbol of salvation, the power of God. God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. The message of the cross is the ultimate love story. Through His shed blood Christ paid for the penalty of our sins. Yes, it seems almost mind-boggling to think that Jesus loved us so much that He freely gave His life for us. 
I John 3:16 says,  "This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down His life for us."  I truly believe it was not the nails that held Jesus on the cross, but rather it was His love for us.
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mayahawkins · 9 months
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#someone help these two idiots
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ganondoodle · 8 months
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accidentally worked longer on this than i intended; a little mock up of a dream game of mine for my OC stories world i took some ideas i had for the totk rewrite into this but this is in fact an original thing
(original art, character: (post timeskip) Shargon, he/they, demon)
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fixing-bad-posts · 4 months
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from: the letters i will never send (isabella dorta) 
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c7arisse · 2 months
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Uwaaa could you draw Aryu from blue lock? ;00 👉👈
I feel like he would look so cool in your style
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he's stylish
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upliftourday · 2 months
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thehopefulquotes · 5 months
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This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
Nicholas Sparks // Message in a Bottle
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lightyagamifan · 4 months
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a birthday surprise!
you and your friends from the akademiya decide to pull a birthday surprise for wanderer.
“He went this way,” one of your friends whispers amongst your huddled group.
The three of you begin hastily scrambling to the pointed direction, determined to not lose track of the man you searched for, crouching as much as you could in the shadows of the forest to prevent giving yourselves away. If it weren’t for the cake sitting on a silver platter being held clumsily by three people, you’d be racing there to see your crush in no time. It’s a miracle how the homemade sweet wasn’t dropped yet.
Ah, here’s your cue!
“Surprise!”
You and your friends hurried towards Wanderer, nearly stumbling (but surprisingly none of you fell) as you all carry a cake you all made for his special celebration. He sneers at it.
You all stared at him, looking for any other reaction, growing nervous as all of you awkwardly idled with the heavy dessert tray.
After what seemed to be an eon, Wanderer let out a quick exhale before falling into a deep laughter that he can’t seem to control. Besides your colleagues (who stood there in a state of shock), you laugh as well, believing that you finally managed to crack his shell after all these months of him being in the Akademiya.
“What? Is this a poor excuse of a joke?” He stopped himself, raising an eyebrow at you.
You were stunned. Surely, he enjoyed the surprise? Why did he seem annoyed? Ignoring your timidness, you composed yourself, and said the first witty response that came to mind. “Your birthday isn’t a joke.”
Your friends come to the rescue. One of them pitches in, “Yeah! We wanted to express our gratitude for you being in our lives.”
“And to show you that we’re happy to have met you! Even though you might think we’re a nuisance sometimes…” You scratch your head with your free hand nervously.
Now it was his turn to gawk at you. It was as if you said something that was completely alien to him, but you were confident in your answer because, well, it is true. You and your fellow peers never treat birthdays as something trivial to jest about.
You watch as Wanderer pulls the brim of his hat down, catching a slight tinge of blush on his cheeks before he turns his head away.
You thought it was so cute that it was too late when you found yourself stepping away from your friends (who jolted to hold the cake still) to gently squeeze Wanderer into a warm embrace. You honestly thought that he would’ve killed you by now, yet, he allows your presence to engulf his form for a passing moment.
You hear a somewhat grumble emit from your pressed shoulder.
“Idiots,” he says, this time with no malice nor venom, but with a soft tone.
Nonetheless, with all of your strength, you step back to nod to your friend group, in which you all decide to give it your one best go at a birthday chant. Everyone, besides the man himself, collectively shouted so loud that even the archon herself could hear.
“Happy birthday, Wanderer!”
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