Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.
the ocean as a metaphor ALWAYS slaps. the ocean as a hungry force that wants to consume you? the ocean as something vast and unknowable, like a god itself? the ocean as freedom and liberation? the ocean as the mysteries of the self? the ocean as love? never fails to get me
Anonymous asked:
I would like to hear more of the cringefail Phinks agenda 👀
he's just. such a guy. like look at him go. he'll get you a crumpled bouquet that has you sneezing the rest of the night, forget his wallet on a date because of how nervous he was and you have to pay the bill, bump his forehead against yours during your first kiss... he isn't sure what's going on and neither are you.
all things considered, at least in terms of dealing with the other phantom troupe members are yanderes, he isn't the absolute worst. he's hyperaware of how his strength absolutely eclipses yours and tries to treat you delicately. still, he has a hair-trigger temper, lifetime habits aren't so easily discarded. he's trying though. he doesn't really do manipulation or mind games. not because he's dumb, but because he doesn't see the point in wasting time when he could simply state what he wants outright.
his primary concern is proving that no, horrifying as he and his reputation may be, you're in no danger. he'll be your protector from now on! you don't have to worry about pesky things like bills or awkward employee dinner parties ever again. he's got you covered. this'll be nice, if you make the most of it. coming from anyone else, this would sound awfully condescending, but phinks is visibly eager about it. from his understanding, taking care of someone's needs is the highest form of love; growing up in meteor city enforced this ideal.
Yandere! Phinks Magcub General Profile
Yandere! Phinks Magcub x fem! reader
Tw: kidnapping, violence, Phinks slaps you, mentions of murder, mentions of non-con, mentions of masturbation, possessiveness, Phinks has anger issues, mentions of stalking, fem! reader, MDNI
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Anonymous asked:
this video reminds me of chrollo. I'm sorry:
https://youtube.com/shorts/p8jYir8nZJM?feature=share
NO THIS IS LITERALLY HIM ACK☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ and he thinks he’s so different from all of the other guys who are exactly like this
— i believe that we have a soul.
chrollo lucilfer for anon
Hunter x Blood Type x Adultrio Based on Blood Type Personality Meme [Original comic.] Yep, it’s their official blood type and surprisingly accurate enough! Illumi [A]: Cautious, organized, punctual | Stubborn, overearnest. Hisoka [B]: Wild, adventurous, passionate | Selfish, unpredictable. Chrollo [AB]: Calm, rational, controlled | Two-faced, forgetful. me: “Stop ruining their fictional life!”. me: "nuhh.“
friendship can be so fleeting no wonder humans are so scared to be vulnerable . what do you mean we put our hearts and souls into people only for something as simple as time to rob our bonds … what do you mean some friendships just aren't meant to last forever?? that sometimes we outgrow people we once knew better than the lines on our palms?? when the version of them we have in our heads becomes outdated, when it means nothing that we know exactly how they take their coffee and why they don't talk about their brother. that today I mean the world to somebody who might only think of me on my birthday in a years time. what an open fucking wound.
friendship can be so fleeting no wonder humans are so scared to be vulnerable . what do you mean we put our hearts and souls into people only for something as simple as time to rob our bonds … what do you mean some friendships just aren't meant to last forever?? that sometimes we outgrow people we once knew better than the lines on our palms?? when the version of them we have in our heads becomes outdated, when it means nothing that we know exactly how they take their coffee and why they don't talk about their brother. that today I mean the world to somebody who might only think of me on my birthday in a years time. what an open fucking wound.
Anonymous asked:
How would Chrollo react if a random woman flirted with him in front of a kidnapped daring? And how does he react when Daring looks indifferently when women flirt with him?
A random woman flirting with him is something he tries to show off to you. Look! He's a wanted bachelor. Aren't you lucky to have him? So many women out there find him attractive, yet he's pining for you. Isn't that something you should be happy about?
Chrollo briefly indulges in the attention but maintains his distance because he is taken after all. He smiles back at the woman out of politeness, thinking that you might be a little bothered, if not jealous, but a quick look proves him wrong. You're completely indifferent. The expression on your face is the same and you simply ask him if he's done talking so you both can go wherever you were heading
The lack of reaction surprises him a little bit instead of leaving it be, he takes it as a challenge. How long until you can keep it up?
I think that more fanfiction should be written with the aim to tackle the original meaning of hanahaki. Because when the concept of hanahaki disease was originally created, it was intended to be a metaphor for suppressing one’s feelings.
Your feelings are this beautiful garden of flora inside of your chest. When you express how you feel honestly, you allow for it to grow freely. But when you hide how you feel out of fear of rejection, and try to make it smaller and smaller, the flowers become cramped inside of you, until you choke on your own feelings. Every flower you cough up is something you’ve felt, but refused to say.
The whole “dying” thing is intended to be more symbolic especially. You’re killing off bits and pieces of yourself and how you feel, because you’re afraid to express yourself.
It’s not really supposed to be, “The one I love doesn’t love me back, and I’m dying from it.” Rather, it’s more along the lines of, “Repressing your emotions is bad for you, and it’s better and healthier to express them freely, even when it’s scary.”
Which is to say that, one, the cure for the disease should be telling the person that you are in love with how you feel. How the other person feels about the person afflicted should have nothing to do with it, as the trope is meant to be about feeling your emotions unapologetically.
And that, two, it’s not an inherently romantic trope. Obviously, it has romantic applications, but it can be written for any situation where a character is hiding how they truly feel. This can include a refusal to address a specific trauma, a desire to indulge in something that they’re ashamed of, and even really practical things, like wanting to ask one’s boss for a higher position.
Although (as an aromantic person myself) I don’t agree with this conclusion about the trope, this application would also avoid people calling it arophobic. When the thing killing the character is a refusal to be honest with themselves, rather than an unrequited love, it’s on nobody’s hands but their own to save their life.
There are a ton of ways that this interpretation of the hanahaki disease could be applied in new and interesting ways in fanfiction, and I’d love to read what things people could come up with!
Death note au where everything is the same expect L has a fat grumpy cat that just sits around the task force with a resting grumpy face and Light absolutely hates this cat because she's always hissing at him and biting him and he's convinced that L trained her to do this. Anyways, after he kills L, he gets stuck with the cat and he's forced to adopt her. And they always hate each other, like no character development, just hatred.
personally if i’m out walking and smell laundry or someone else’s cooking or campfire i immediately get hit with a wave of nearly overwhelming comfort. on account of the joie de vivre
growing up I was always afraid of being Found Out. not sure what I was hiding. just my whole self I guess
brian kershiznik / franz stuck / lane demoll / words of lane demoll in the description of their painting “circle dance (six witches)”
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Cave Painting, Dance Scene
