i want toriel to have a nice little homey house off of a dirt road somewhere but close by enough that she and frisk could walk to school if the car breaks down
i want mettaton to have a penthouse suite he shares with napstablook and the elevator man is so nice to blooky, he takes the elevator instead of floating through the floor to chat with his buddy
i want papyrus and sans to have a 3 bedroom apartment with games and movies and consoles pilled so high in the living room, and where they’ve gone all out with decorating the guest bedroom for when frisk/alphys/undyne decides to crash for the night
i want asgore to have a happy little (maybe not so little (maybe really really big)) cabin in the woods with a massive library stuffed with fairy tales and history books, and a greenhouse around the back where he has a thousand different flowers to love and care for
i want alphys and undyne to finally get up the courage to get a townhouse with a big basement for science, a reinforced kitchen for cooking experiments, and a living room full of anime trash to enjoy
i want muffet to own a whole city. the whole damn thing. good job, muffet.
I cannot remember the last time I saw a piece of American media this sincere.
It’s so passionate and 100% unafraid to be that. The most powerful thing that happens is a ten-year-old shooting rainbow laser beams all over the universe. The world’s best mom and dad parent you and make you feel better. Everyone loves the autistic lizard who cannot slow down her torrential speech about her special interests. You win by trading LOVE for love. There is no snark and snobbery, no deliberate ironic detachment. It’s just real.
And then you come back out into the “real world” and you look around and everything is so pale and distanced by comparison.
So you just want to go back. Over and over and over again. And you’re even tempted to do (or watch) violence to this world you love because you want more of it so badly and that’s the only way to see something new. And then you realize that’s exactly what the ten-year-old with rainbow lasers is actually screaming about and why he’s doing it.
Every time you’ve loved something and didn’t want it to be over, that’s the same thing you’re struggling against. This time, and every other time you’ve felt that way, that’s what he’s feeling, and why he’s fighting you. He just wants more of this game so badly he’s willing to do it all over again for even just a little bit more. You get it. You feel like that about this too.
He says you’re the only one who still understands him, and why he wants to do this over and over. And it’s true. You are, in fact, literally resonating with his feelings. You also want to see it again, and you want to see more, and differently, and yet it feels like the world is ending– in the past you wanted to see the finale, but now you don’t want it to end.
But even if you both want it to go on, even if you want to let him win, you aren’t in control of what’s going to happen anymore. The battle proceeds automatically. You have to endure it and then accept when it’s over. You can’t just let him win so you have a reason to play it again.
In the end you have to give in and let everyone go, but it hurts that it’s done. Everyone please love the Flowey who asks you not to reset, all right? Because when you’re sad for things to end and you want to replay, that’s how he feels about it, too, but he won’t make you do that. And you’re the only one who shares that feeling, and you’re even leaving him behind. And he’s letting you go.
honestly just really like undertale 