#how am i supposed to react

[dadattebayo]

Hold on

Really?

[alabyte]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN

WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!!!!! BY THIS ENDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[captainzigo]

I am so normal about your blog. I definitely don’t squeal and kick my feet every time that you upload because that would be absurd.

[multi-whoredom]

WHAT WAS THIS EVEN FOR ??!?!?!?!?

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Mr. PARK SEONGHWA !!!!

Why?? Why are we even...... breathing... like...

I AM NOT OKAY

[misshooman]

still can’t deal with the fact that there are people that are cute

[adskayapanda]

GEORGE REXTREW EXPLAIN YOURSELF??? YOU CAN'T JUST MENTION S2 AND LEAVE US WITH THIS??? 😭😭😭??

[sarahs-secrets2]

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

[5mary5]

WHAT THE SHIT?!

WHAT THE FUUUUUUCKK HOLY SHIT?! JDJEJXKSNDJD

[lyricamaxxing]

How it feels when more than half of the friend drama could have been solved if someone just sat me down and calmly explained what i did wrong

[lucky-lovebug]

I saw a girl say she doesn't get jealous, she gets nauseous and I have NEVER felt that more than I do right now.

[plaguedpriest]

I feel a little bad for playing such a big hand on starting this discourse (i wasn't the one who made the discovery but i was the one who got QRT'd by Hakita originally and it was my tweet on it that blew up) so i might take a indefinite break from making ultrakill content for the time being.

i know i'm taking things too personally when i was never really the target but logging into social media and seeing ppl in a community i treasure so fondly essentially calling me stupid everywhere feels very disheartening regardless ngl

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

oh im gonna be SO annoying about bbh in a minute. i keep saying the same thing over and over again but his character is too fucking complex motherfucker is like:

"i'm a demon who is 11,000 years old and i refuse to acknowledge that im a demon nor that i do bad things (like steal furniture) but i will help people every chance i get despite saying im going to stop doing that and i am going to devote my life to protecting these fragile little eggs even though i know im going to lose them one day because i love them too much (and i know i can do that and it will one day be okay, because i have an immortal diamond to keep me company even if he isn't here now). when my friend throws himself beneath the spokewheel of the federation i will be there, bitter about my loss, but i will not start a revolution until he proves he deserves one. i will do what i can to safeguard his system against corruption because i am afraid the federation will use him to hurt us. i know he doesn't want to hurt us. he keeps hurting me. he is isolated by our distrust in him and he is still working hard to try to be a good person in an inherently corrupt system that cannot be fixed so i will build him a statue. i will not kill him when he takes a picture of me in the presidential chair (that was almost mine) and puts it on his wall and calls me 'employee of the month.' i didn't do all of that work for the federation i did it for him like i do it for others because they are my friends. i will exhaust every option i have to build a reason to NOT start a revolution. to not kill him. because i have to say that i tried. i feel like i have made so many compromises. i have held myself back to try to find reason. i will still remove his access to my base. when the island turns against me and he locks me in a cage for a crime i did not commit, i will remove everyone's access (except for my family the french and my family the eggs). i am having fun. when the eggs appear the next day with cracks and dirty shells i will worry, but i know they're strong. they'll be okay. (when i find my son's secret lab and his unethical experiments that cause him harm i will be proud because he has done what i do. he has helped. i want him to be safe but we are never safe and i trust him more than anyone else. i know now, and i can help him be safe.) when the eggs go missing i will be silent. i will look for them, and i will destroy for them, and i will bargain for them, and i will cry for them, and i will not accept their loss. when my friend who is president who once built a safehouse that saved my eggs' lives is finally damaged by the federation (like i knew he would be when he became president) and he starts to hurt people by pushing the same treatment onto them i will not be surprised. i will be surprised when he tries to marry me. i will not blame him (much) when he tries to kill me. our children are missing. he is forced to pretend that his is not. i wish i could too. i will not tell him yes or no because i need an open avenue to manipulate him (because to save him i will have to manipulate him). i will not marry him because he is out of his mind. i have said marriage is overrated. i have also said that i want to live with him in a house with our kids and my skeppy. when he tells me that he wants to be happy with me i will still say 'aw' because it is the most genuine thing he has said to me and i miss my friend. i will still try to kill him. i fail to kill him with someone else's plan. i don't place a block to lock him in place. i hesitate. it doesn't matter if it's on purpose because the next plan works. i will reveal an item that could destroy me to my closest allies (and tubbo) because it will let us save him. we save him. when he kills himself 18 times over i back away from the explosion in surprise and then step close again. while i have grieved i have thrown myself into mines. it doesn't matter. i am numb and want to feel something. everything has lost colour. we save him.

i visit federation workers and ask them about my eggs and they do not tell me anything. i know they are lying. i visit the graveyard to talk to my lost eggs. i have lost all of the eggs. i do not know how to save them. i lay in the mud. it rains and rain signifies the monster has returned to kill my children but my children are not here and so i do not care. when i go home i will become so angry and i will go down to my basement (which i have locked like my friend locked the entrance to his greatest fantasy. we are so alike and our delusions are different. he child was real; here is the secret to finding my children) where i have locked a federation worker away. i will not wash away the blood stains.

i am also part-time grim reaper and i only ever dress up in robes to make people drink more water."

[fishyvamp]

I was scrolling through TikTok when I stumbled across this gem and it got me thinking what if the game wasn't actually a game; what if instead, the entity wanted to feast on frustration and helplessness as someone else controlled their body and movement the rules and abilities constantly changing. Technically, It is canon that multiple versions of the same character exist. I choose to ignore this for most of my fics because usually, it would just be narrative clutter.

However, in this scenario, with each copy of the game, a new part of the realm is made, and every one of them still has to play by the same rules. each of those characters can interact with each other and they talk about you like you're the entity when you're not playing. some of the survivors and killers never get touched and for some, that's upsetting because they want to play too. others are relieved. when you survive with friends and they pair up with familiar faces they like to make funny faces at each other as they're juicing killers. They like knowing that even if they don't know each other they are familiar, but then there are days, weeks, or even months where they don't see those locked in different parts of the realm. No trials, they're just locked in limbo. Unable to do anything more than talk to each other. They don't know if it's a blessing or a curse that you haven't controlled them in quite some time.

what if, somehow during that time they managed to find a rift in their part of the realm your main killer and/or survivor seeing into your room. watching you sleep. the entity has never looked so human before. they don't know how to feel seeing into your world. Seeing your room, why have you abandoned them? did they not play well enough? were they not entertaining? Their hand(s) reach to touch the rift revealing your world, but as they do they find something tugging on them pulling them through, and somehow some way they are now in your room physically able to touch you...

[protagonists-catastrophe]

a song for eleazar: confessions of a rotten girl because i think it fits him so well~

// GEAIUOAFJAHUFSJI // GET OUTTT!! LEAVE THIS MAN'S HOMOSEXUALITY ALONE-- STOOOOOOP SAJHFAKFNAHBJNKDFJADEF

[doctorsiren]

Au where everything is the same except klavier is an actual piano

Whether he can talk or not is up to your enterpretation

And yes this means every piano seen in AA is him

Is this why Phoenix is bad at the piano

[monstermoviedean]

actual conversation in a meeting today:

(in response to someone complimenting the art behind my desk) me: thanks my mom got it for me! ☺️

complimenter: aw moms are the best

me: haha yeah!

coworker i complain about all the time: speaking of, my mother isn't the best so i have to leave this meeting early to go to a therapy appointment

(i'm only barely paraphrasing this)