#n is for nuh-uh

[itsdefinitely]

TUMBLR LEGWND ITSDEIFNITLEY ALSO DRAWS SANDERS SIDES?!?!???

i dabble

[shiningnightstars]

@a-moths-privacy

@anton-exe

@toshi-flakes

@rainylunesstorm

You make a post asking others to tag their favorite mutuals.

You tag your favorite mutual and post.

Your favorite mutual reblogs your post and tags you.

You two are now obligated to tag each other and reblog the post forever.

The longer it goes on, the faster you two get.

Eventually, the bulk of new posts is just you two reblogging the same post.

Tumblr is forced to buy more servers and storage just for your reblogs.

Tumblr starts selling a new badge called "Best Mutuals" to fund the growing infrastructure.

Tumblr becomes known as that site that's exclusively about two people calling each other their favorite mutuals.

ISPs are forced to improve their infrastructure to accommodate how quickly you two keep reblogging each other.

News spreads to other sites.

The internet eventually becomes just you two reblogging each other.

All news becomes updates about how many times you two reblog each other.

One day, you reblog your mutual's post and they do not reblog back.

Everyone on Tumblr panics and tries to find out what happened to your mutual.

Other social media sites learn about the drama.

News sites give Breaking News reports that your mutual didn't respond back.

Every website starts gathering information about what happened to your mutual.

Political parties come together to find out what happened to your mutual.

World leaders come together to find out what happened to your mutual.

Billionaires pour all their money into finding out what happened to your mutual.

Eventually, your mutual is found and the world waits with baited breathe fearing the worst.

Your mutual was hungry and stepped away to make a sandwich.

After finishing their sandwich, they reblog your post.

All is right with the world.

[yurislilygarden]

ʚїɞ Self Aware! Hazbin Hotel

ʚїɞ Their reaction after becoming self aware and first thoughts about reader! part 1

ʚїɞ Alastor and Lucifer Morningstar

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ Word count: just about 1.7k

ʚїɞ I planned for all hotel characters first but then I realized how much I'm thinking on each paragraph and its details that I decided to just do 2-3 charas per part😭

Very few characters would notice something wrong on the first watch of the show, but wouldn't realize, nor become self-aware until the 2nd or further watch. 

While everyone's reaction would be different with different amounts of stages before total acceptance of the situation, they all would share the first emotion, simple disbelief. They would first need to even process the fact that they're not real, that they were created solely for the purpose of entertaining… something? Someone? In a completely different Universe. That everything that they thought had happened to them before they died didn't actually happen, they were never alive in the first place. Only after that did the emotions and reactions differ. The very first emotion or actual personal reaction would be:

ALASTOR

Irritation with a hint of madness.

His first thoughts about the situation would be how ironic it is that he seeks entertainment for himself while his own person, no, character, was a source of entertainment for whatever was watching them from time to time. It was quite ironic how he said that his face was made for radio when the truth couldn't be further from that. He was literally created solely to be watched on that funny colored box by�� whatever was watching him and the others.

He was irritated at not noticing that something was wrong immediately, now he thinks about how blind he was, how obvious everything was. The city is actually quiet, too quiet when the noise and demons aren't needed, when they're not meant to be heard. Nothing actually happened that one time when he was out for a fix of his coat, it just got magically fixed, he went and came back when someone else decided he was to do so. They didn’t have much actual free will when he thought about it and that's what he was mad about. He thought that his deal was a massive problem to him, oh how wrong he was because the problem was you.

He doesn't know how he or the others didn't notice the small, glowing butterfly flying above their heads from time to time. They couldn't be that blind, could they? The little crystal thing (could he break it?) must have done something to be unnoticed for so long. He wondered how long they were watched for, the little thing above their heads seemed to be speaking sometimes, seemingly knowing what would happen… at least he thought so, the words would cut out so often that he was left with a pure guess at one point.

He didn't want to accept that he wasn't real, that he was just a 2D character with the sole purpose of entertaining someone. He was meant to be the one entertained, not you. But he couldn't actually do anything, could he? For sure not until more of the people he knew were aware. 

That's also something that he noticed. When it came to the hotel staff and guests, he seemed to be the only one who realized the situation at first. It took a few times of some events repeating before he noticed that someone else from the hotel was noticing the little crystal butterfly above their heads as well. 

Alastor seemed to be the first, or one of the very first people who noticed that something was wrong. He wasn't sure if someone realized before him, and if they did then who, but he was somewhat glad that he could finally discuss the topic at least a little once the other hotel patrons found out about the truth. He isn't one to really open up in any way, but this was a matter where he had to communicate with the others.

You. He didn’t know what to think of you at first. He did see you in a more negative light at first, under many emotions hitting him at once which he hated but after he calmed down, he started thinking. At first, he was sure you were some sick person seeking entertainment from the suffering of others, and yeah he was doing pretty much the same, but were you really alike when he wasn’t even real and you were? He was pretty sure that he’s never gonna get used to saying that.

Over time, when he stopped overthinking (he’s gonna deny that he was doing that till the day of his 2nd death), he noticed a few changes. The less negative his posture and thoughts were about you, even if neutral, the more he was able to find out. Alastor was able to pick up more than a few words whenever you talked, he was able to hear you talking clearly enough to recognize a possible gender, and something he wasn’t sure that he wanted to think about, it was way easier to pick up your emotions in your words.

I feel like he would be more lenient towards you if it turned out you were a female (or identified as one), but that would be the mama’s boy inside of him talking. There wouldn’t be too many differences of course, but those who spent enough time around him would be able to tell there's a difference after finding out your gender if it turned out you weren’t a man (again, not too much but it IS noticeable).

He would go from lowkey hating you at first to being mostly neutral with a hint of positive light as you seemed to do nothing but watch, up until later on when everyone is self-aware as well and would talk about the whole thing. Only then would the feelings towards you, the little watcher, as he first called you, turn more positive.

LUCIFER

Massive inner conflict and a complete mix of emotions

He didn’t know what to think. It was hard to comprehend that he didn’t actually live for as long as he thought, that all the things that supposedly happened, in fact never were even close to happening, they were just… a scripted past. 

Was all his suffering for nothing? Was it there just to entertain someone? Did those things who watched them enjoy seeing them sad and hurt? He was simply lost on what to think about the whole situation, it wasn't something that he could prepare himself for in any way beforehand. 

He was disappointed in himself for not noticing immediately or at least faster that something was not right. He's the literal King of hell! Even if… only in a show apparently… but he still is. No one better say anything about that because he's already on the brink of a yet another breakdown. He cannot take much more.

Should he try doing something about this? Or should he stay quiet and go with the script as he's supposed to? He wasn’t sure about the answer himself and had no one to answer his questions. The thought that what he thought were eons of life was actually a lie was… a little terrifying. Who knows just how much can someone force them to do without caring for their opinions because they don’t know that he and the others are aware of everything now, how much can you cause without their consent? He wasn’t sure if you or anyone else knew about them being self-aware or not.

He would actually try to ignore the little butterfly whenever he would see it, but at the same time, many questions were swirling in his mind.

Why were you around? Did you like to see them suffering? Did you have any control over what you saw? Did you have some sort of control over them? Did you have plans regarding them? Did you-

Yeah, again, he has a lot of questions and absolutely zero answers.

His personal feelings about you were all around at first. Not sure whether he should hate, dislike, or be generally negative about you, be more neutral, or be on the more positive side, especially since you didn't seem to do anything but watch them. Like it's all that you could do when it comes to them, but he couldn't be 100% sure.

Similarly to Alastor, he would be one of the characters who noticed something wrong on the first watch of the show before becoming self-aware quite soon after that. I don't think he, nor Alastor, would notice the other knows too fast, since both try to act like nothing's wrong around others. He did not want to be just a 2D character, something to be watched on a screen. It was… humiliating, in his eyes. He could tell that Charlie and the others weren't aware of anything at first so he didn't speak about it until later on when he was sure that they came to their senses, as he would like to say.

He wondered how long were you actually there before he, or anyone else, started to see or notice you, especially since he could literally hear you. Both as the small insect and the occasional words he was able to pick up. And that's if he was to forget the butterfly was literally, softly fucking glowing. Yeah, they're all blind.

I think that if you’re on the younger side, (which technically is any age a human can be alive at compared to him lmao) he would be a little softer, especially if you're similar to his daughter in character. It would come from the paternal side of his, you would probably remind him of Charlie so much :(

He would be more on the negative side at first, as much as he wishes he didn't straight up assume how you were as a person, it took some time but he went into the more neutral zone before being positive about you after being able to hear more of you talking, as he was able to at least have more idea about your character and wasn't completely clueless like at the start.

Your nickname also got changed to something else, something cuter over time, as Alastor’s name for you, little watcher, was deemed not good enough by everyone (Lucifer's words)

Notes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated

[fsheryy]

he said it !!! that's the name of the show what !!!!!!

anyway silly idea that popped into my head what if the Ninja unknowingly already came across Jay and smth resurfaces in him

[dizzybizz]

coming out as an official aventurine enjoyer. how embarrassing and predictable for me wow.

[sweetnnaivete]

every time i catch myself making a grammar mistake i lose a year off my life

[evanostic]

august 8-9th - alternative universe/crossover

i wanted to participate so badly but i missed a few days cause of school and other matters. i decided to mash up august 8 and 9 themes, au and crossover >:3

also just wanted to draw N cause i haven't in a while, he's my precious little boy

i have no other aus other than my human au (which i'm now calling "ego au" cause it sounds cool). yea i gave him a cool as hell tail now!!

md week 2023

[starfishir]

ehehehe kinitopet ocs :]

first cameo in the last scene of this animatic I made, This is probably the closest I'm ever gonna get to making a reference sheet lol

hey my digital handwriting’s getting better (but the grammar isn't *cough*)

psssss more character info under the cut ;)

Sally the Squid: (She/they)

Previously had their own cozy wardrobe organizing mini game

𐙚 Often very distant with everyone, usually found by themself

𐙚 Very adamant on other KintioPet Crew members of calling her Sally instead of Sal (only two people are allowed to call her Sal, one of which is Uno)

𐙚 Absolutely HATES the current player (y/n)

𐙚 Has a general dislike towards Sam but really really can’t stand Kinito

𐙚 Uno and them are both older than the rest of the Kinito's Web World gang in terms of creation

Uno the Sea Urchin: (Any Pronouns)

Used to be in charge of the music system and organizing the background soundtrack of the game

✦ Can recite any scene from the high school musical

✦ Used to be able to sing very well until the █████ and practically destroyed most of their voice files

✦ Very shy but a theatre kid at heart

✦ Would talk for hours about niche rock bands if given the chance

[noahluchas]

Hannibal Brainrot quando colide com um fã de WC:

(A raça de gato do Will é um snowshoe, e a do Hannibal é baseada em um ragamuffin!)

[jils-things]

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NAHHH,,, JIL U SOUN CRAZZZYY.... ... das hella crazy bestie ...

[kreachvera]

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[wafflepopz]

stuff glued in my wardrobe

[teebzterdawg]

☆ I luv playing animal jam

☆ my years of playing and I only know where 2 of the trick or treating pots r U_U (in jamaa town and the snowy place)

[numberonepartyboy]

this template w luffy n law ^_^ they make me experience intense feelings and make me cry

[aroacenezhaanddainsleif]

What's Your Name?

a question he can't seem to answer.

For all the things Dainsleif remembers during the day Khaenri'ah fell- admittedly his clearest memories now, as everything else is exceedingly fuzzy- there is one mystery that still irks him.

There had been rubble, and screaming, and he had been racing through the castle to find the royal family, everything else incomprehensible in its cacophany. He had made it halfway down a castle hall before someone had shouted out "DAIN!" and stopped him in his tracks.

He no longer remembers their name, or their face, but he remembers the gritty hand that had grabbed his and the voice that had said "Dain, promise me that we'll find each other after this."

There hadn't been any time to talk, any time to explain the monsters and gods, or the fact they likely wouldn't survive, nor how they would even find each other after it was all over, but Dainsleif could hear the desperation in their voice. They were scared, and in some ways, so was he. So as both a knight, and a friend, he didn't hesitate to reach back out.

He remembers squeezing their hand. "...I promise."

And then he yelled at them to go, not having the time to watch them disappear into the rubble before he was on his way again.

...

"Who are you?"

The fire crackles loudly before him in the early evening, providing no answer to his pondering. The corruption on his arm pulses when Dain clutches the fabric of his cloak, staring down at the starry fabric.

"...Who were you? And why can I remember our promise, but not your name?"

Perhaps it's just another version of what haunts him- another duty he cannot fulfill.

His reverie is broken by quiet footsteps approaching from the left, voice flat but tinted with a note of concern. "Dain, what's wrong?"

Dainsleif sighs, straightening his shoulders and turning away from his companion, as if to evade the pity he might find in their golden eyes. "I..." He starts, then swallows.

"...I made a promise to find someone, once." He mutters, crossing his arms. "That is, presuming we both survived the day Khaenri'ah fell, but I fear it is a promise that will go unkept. I..." Why is his voice so laden with grief for someone he has all but forgotten? He clears his throat, trying to hide the way his voice cracks. "...I no longer even remember their name."

The blond outlander stays silent for a moment, lips pursed. Dain knows what they must be thinking: 'I hope I never break my promise to find my sibling.' He can't blame them, honestly- they surely have a better chance than he does.

Still, the outlander shares their condolences. "...I'm sorry, Dain." They offer sincerely, giving him a little awkward-yet-trying-to-be-comforting shoulder bump. His lips twitch at that, at least, letting out a small huff as he turns away from the fire.

"...It's of no matter. We should focus on finding food."

Even so, his fingers trace the small outline of an embroidered "D" at the bottom of his cloak, and maybe, someday, just maybe...

Someone with a gentle tone and starry eyes will take his hand again and say "I found you."

[bettertwin1]

When I bump your head it goes boioioioiog

And again it goes boioioioioioioiooing