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this is a very old account i love deltarune :•)

[autumnlly]

my favorite chapter 5 ralsei line

[makingimages]

[romanceyourdemons]

sewing affirmations

it’s okay that i don’t have a sewing machine

i love backstitching by hand for hours

this has got to be great for my back

millions of my ancestors did this and they lived almost as long as i want to

i’m making so many beautiful things for my house—oh goddamn it

[64mpg]

it has always been a dream of mine to relax

[cylin8]

They chase you.

Until they get bored.

Until you can't run anymore.

[stonerparty]

[magentasnail]

It's like looking in a mirror

[deltaruneyuri099]

look at them go

[obsessedsometimes]

im so hyped (gardening vibe cause the chap theme is plants)

[sacred-portal]

[kitidr0id]

deltarune.... i miss deltarune.....

[kitidr0id]

I WIN

[baguantte]

whos up deltaing their runes

[bluef00t]

“you talk like a smart/pretentious person” actually I just forget simple words constantly and am forced to rummage through my brain for the nearest synonym, which is usually twice as long and needlessly specific

[fuckinfreddie]

shout out to the people who never unfollow me for some reason even when i never post anything relevant to their interests

[gigantomachylesbian]

Being alone is just like: *makes a weird noise* *talks to myself* *makes a weird noise* *makes a weird noise* *talks to myself* *doesn’t talk to myself but does the hand gestures to what I’m saying in my head* *makes a weird noise* *makes a weir

[zorosearrings]

feelin like that one pic of luffy rn yknow the one

[asterosian]

Do y’all know where the phrase “eat the rich” comes from or do you just repeat it cause you heard it elsewhere?

It’s not a bad thing, I just saw someone say “we never said who would eat the rich” and realized a lot of y’all might not have heard the full quote

It’s from Rousseau and it’s “When the people shall have nothing more to eat, they will eat the rich"

And, well, there’s a lot of people with nothing to eat…

[insanitysscribblings]

The poor cried,

"We are starving. There is no more bread, and we have nothing to eat."

The rich man said,

"Not my problem you don't work for your bread,"

as if he did not snatch away the grain by his own greedy hands and create filling bread for his own overflowing mouth.

The poor cried,

"We are dying. There is no more medicine, and we're all ill."

The rich man said,

"Not my problem you don't take care of yourselves,"

as if he did not buy all the medicine and raise prices so high

the gods themselves would not

be able to reach.

The poor people

stopped crying,

and the rich man was satisfied...

Until they came knocking at his door one night;

their faces were sunken,

their flesh decaying,

their eyes sightless.

They were monsters

of the rich man's

own making.

As they devoured his flesh,

the rich man cried,

"Please, spare me!"

The ravenous zombies said,

"Not our fault

you fattened yourself

for slaughter."