Does anybody else ever wonder what the world looked like where they are in the past? Like I'll be sitting at my desk in my home and I'll looked at the walls, all the plastered holes and remember that this place was boarded up and abandoned just a year before I moved in. And I wonder what it looked like before. I can see where the door to the water heater has had boards nailed in to keep it closed I can see the broken part of the door frame that doesn't let the bathroom door close properly, it looks like someone broke it down from the inside. I can see where there was clearly a bathtub instead of the standing shower. I can see the holes the paint tries to cover. I wonder what it looked like before it was renovated, before it was even built. I wonder before my city became a city what it looked like.i live in Nevada and I wonder was this city a desert was there ever a man in his horse who stopped in this very place to just look around and the dirt and sagebrush? Who lived here when it was first built? Who was here before it was abandoned? Did they stare at the same wall as me? Lost in thought? Did they make the hole that is now filled with plaster and paint? Did one of the men who made this city what it is stand here and dream of what would be? Did wild horse or deer walk here before I was here?
I just spent an hour looking for a show about a genius pretending to be dumb to avoid bullying only to remember it was a criminal minds fanfic š
Imagine a meeting between the star sanses and the bad sanses and mabey a few others. Dream gets frustrated and rest out a loud curse and some (probably fell) says "wow who knew the innocent little guardian knows how to curse." Dream fed up with being seen as some naive child claps back with "I am 507 years old, you are less then an infant compared to me you &$@*$#@!" Nightmare would lose it. Everyone is both terrified and trying not to laugh and the God of negativity laughs his ass off.
I like the idea of the bad sanses having therapy but they aren't really the kind to sit and talk about feelings. So instead they do things like art therapy cross is a drawer so he does portraits of the others, killer does woodcarving, error knits or sews clothes and plushies, dust likes scrapbooking and photography, nightmare likes calligraphy and drawing architecture or maps, horror likes to make pottery like plates, bowls and vases he also grows flowers alongside his garden to fill his vases with. I also like them all having their own emotional support animals. Cross has a dog I think like a weimaraner something that is athletic, dust has a fish he likes watching them it's calming, horror has a parrot or some other bird type, killer of course has a cat (or several) nightmare some sort of reptile a snake mabey. I can't think of what kind of pet error would have he wouldn't want to trap anything in the anti-void with him and doesn't wanna make the others take care of a pet for him maybe he has a bunch of plushies instead.
I had a though about their deaths that it has to do with the design of their characters so this is how i think the charcters of hazbin hotel died. Alastor - first though would be a hunting accident because of the deer thing. Second thought was due to a bit of googling i found a definition on urban dictionary "the deer" represents a person that is beingĀ brutalizedĀ in either; verbal, sexual or physical form. So perhaps that is the cause of his death? Mabey thats why i hear he dosnt like sex? Vaggie - i think she may have been a stripper or hooker due to the x's over her chest and eye i think she may have been sexually assaulted then shot in the face which is why we never see one of her eyes. Angel dust - i heard somewhere that spider can be a nickname for heroin so perhaps an overdose? Husk - gambling problem got killed when tried to run from people he owed money (hence the wings) Thats all i got for now
I wanna hear y'alls headcannon, preferable less common ones. Like I head cannon killer is mostly blind and it gets worse his soul destabilizes the worse the vision. (And he also can borrow horrors eye to see better but don't often cause it is too heavy and large) Please comment your headcannon!!
All I want is a graveyard shift job where I am the only one at the office, and my whole job is just mind-numbing tasks like untangling wires, manually copying text word-for-word, stuffing envelops, shredding documents things i can do while listening to creepy stories and podcasts. is that so much to ask
I often find myself wondering what happened in places before I got to them. Right now I'm in the hospital and I'm lying in the bed looking around and I wish I knew the people who laid right here. Were they too old or in pain to notice the things I am? Did they look at the surprisingly beautiful view outside? Did they think the painting of the cowgirl in the horse was nice or were they creeped out by the empty eyes of the horse like me? Did they count the same 36 squares over the light directly above them like I did? How many people lost their lives here? I look around this room and have so many questions. Does anyone else question the ghosts in the places they stay?
My favorite thing is when people use the :3 face on bastard characters. Like a pos/ getting yelling at/choked/beaten up and they just :3