How to Have a Highly Successful Social Reputation When You Have Severe Anxiety to The Point of Agoraphobia:
go to one in three events you are invited to, as long as you are given that invitation over a week in advance to prepare,
tell people beforehand that you have to leave by a specific time due to Excuse (even ‘early morning tomorrow’ works if you inform them immediately upon receiving invitation), stick to this departure time at all costs, regardless of events,
pretend to be Hannibal Lecter when you get there.
you must at all times be amiable and charming so people don’t realize you are a serial killer
you can hang out by the food and compliment it and ask questions about ingredients and stuff
you can focus on making subtle cannibalism puns throughout the night (and yes this does help)
you are interested in people, and learning about those people, because you have that whole ‘choosing victims’ thing going on and also have to think of an ironically beautiful way to kill them
THEY CAN NEVER KNOW YOU ARE PRETENDING YOU’RE HANNIBAL LECTER, so you better use a cover story of being yourself when they ask questions. quickly deflect back to your target conversation partner.
If I’m right, AND I DON’T REALLY WANT TO BE RIGHT, their final
moment together doesn’t even get to be a private one, but one only fringing on
the true affection between them. But the FLOATY BUBBLES SAY IT ALL, OK.
YOU CAN MEASURE FEELINGS IN FLOATY BUBBLES ALONE, AND LOOK
HOW MANY THERE ARE.
The third panel is the most striking of them all, because
I’m so sure that it’s their final touch. It’s an unusual angle with an unusual
focus, and I think it’s emphasising that the end of this last gesture between
them is their final goodbye. As he drops her hair for the last time, they will
never see each other again. I just don’t know which one of them it is that’s
about to die.
Hopefully not both but
YOU KNOW HOW CLAMP IS. YOU JUST NEVER KNOW.
And then Kuropapa’s off to face his fate.
AND BLESS KUROGANE’S LITTLE HEART, HE WANTS TO GO TOO.
BECAUSE HE FEELS ALL THE SAME FINALITY THAT HIS PARENTS DO BUT FROM WITHIN HIS EXTRA
SPHERE OF POWERLESSNESS THAT SCARES AND FRUSTRATES HIM BEYOND WHAT HE KNOWS WHAT TO DO WITH.
SO HE WANTS TO HELP. HE WANTS TO DO ALL HE CAN TO TRY AND
STOP ANYTHING BAD FROM HAPPENING.
BUT THERE IS NO WAY HE WILL BE ENOUGH.
No-one would ever be enough.
It kills me how even in this, Kuropapa does it in the nicest way possible.
He recognises the feelings Kurogane is having and affirms them. He acknowledges that Kurogane IS, in fact, strong, instead of taking the other possible route and insisting that he’s not strong enough. Because here, too, he knows that this might just be the last moment he gets, and he uses it as a moment of love and encouragement
AND THAT LITTLE HEAD TOUCH. GET OUT OF HERE.
There is no way this is anything but the last thing Kuropapa
ever gets to say to him. There is NO WAY.
LOOK AT THE ART OK. THE NINJAS ARE ALL FADING AS THEY TURN AWAY AND
WALK INTO THE DISTANCE.
THIS IS IT. THEY’RE ALL GONNA DIE.
It’s so clear just how much these final words chained
themselves around Kurogane’s heart and never left him. Even during his darkest days in the future, his obsession with strength always stemmed from this, and it’s so easy to guess
that his bitterness and focus on revenge could have stemmed from an inverted
version of this final statement that Kuropapa gives him.
Kurogane, at his worst, sought strength to
make up for the family he didn’t couldn’t save in this moment.
Kurogane, as he grows to a
better and healthier version of himself, realises that he has more family to
protect, and also that he himself might
also be worth protecting.
But even just here, in this one moment, Kurogane’s father’s
words work on so many levels. Kuropapa does what he does to protect Kurogane,
his wife, and the entire clan – even when the odds are very heavily implying that he won’t be enough. Kuromama
too does what she does to protect them all. Her health is failing her, steadily
slipping away, and yet she insisted on the final blessing to save her husband,
because her strength too is all focussed around saving the ones she loves – her
husband AND her entire clan, and everyone else in the country that relies on
And that’s what will hit Kurogane so hard later. Not only
because losing his family in a horrible and violent manner is one of the worst
things that could ever happen, but also because in his eyes he failed in the same basic tenant that holds his family together. He
wants to go with his father to help protect Suwa, but he can’t. He’s meant to
stay behind and help protect his mother, but he doesn’t manage that either. His
strength, while recognised fondly by his father, is not enough – was never
going to be enough. And that’s exactly what sends him into such horrifying
spiral of murder and revenge and a desperate clawing need to reclaim some
sense that he could have made a difference.
AND JESUS CHRIST WHAT IS SYAORAN GOING TO DO WITH THIS
INFORMATION. HE’S ALREADY READY TO THROW HIMSELF UNDER A BUS TO RESCUE EVEN A
SLIVER OF SAKURA’S SOUL. WE DON’T NEED TO ENCOURAGE THESE TENDENCIES WITHIN HIM
ANY FURTHER THAN THEY ALREADY EXIST.
But actually, now that I think about it, that might be all
the difference. Kurogane’sarc in the
manga overall (so far) is slowly healing and allowing himself to recover. I have a lot of confidence that he’ll
pull it off, because he’s come a long way already, and he’ll be all the
stronger to protect his new family.
I just hope that it’s the new Kurogane that has the biggest
influence on Syaoran and not the old one. Because Syaoran needs to allow
himself to heal as well, and I’m convinced that he doesn’t even know it yet.
The problem with drinking? You have a thirst you can’t quench, one you can’t satisfy no matter how much you take down. It’ll numb you kid, but only for a little bit. Just enough to trick yourself into thinking you’re not in pain, so that you can sleep just for a night.
Yuri on Ice:
We love all your memes, we love all the ships, we love kubo, we love season 2 already, screaming it's canon, can you hear our heart beat?!, crying it's canon, we love everything because we are precious cinnamon roll people.
Your memes are hit or miss with us, we are just innocent beacons of sin, why Sangwoo?, we're all Yoonbums here, yes daddy?, we either hate your ship or love it, strumming my pain with his fingers, I've never listened that song till now, we have no grey areas, there's no way this will end how any of us wants it to, we're kinda emo but also pretty sweet.
We're so edgy, who needs friends?, oh daddy is textin, I love everyone but also I don't, invite us out so we can decline, we need more memes guys, I secretly enjoy Killing Stalking but don't tell the Yuri on Ice fandom.
we are the moms and dads of all fandoms, we are the true beginning, what's free?, fuck swimming we hit balls here, sunshine children and angsty parents, our show is just 1 big meme, classic cinnamon roll, we will accept any ship just please make it canon, we have some beautiful fanfics, season 4?
Omg omg requests are open ok. Hiii~ How would RFA+V+Saeran react if MC had a really bad heart disease and suddenly she fainted and she stopped breathing and they have to resuscitate her? But don't kill her, please😂 You don't have to do it but you need to know that all of my request are really personal. I have a disease like this and I could faint at every moment if I don't take my medicine. I will be so grateful if you write it, really, it helps me somehow:) Kisses💕
We’re sorry to hear:( Hope you take good care of yourself~ And hope you like these:)
You’re Zen’s manager, and he’s been especially busy lately
You were running around on set one day and he notices you seemed a little out of breath
He stopped you in the middle of a run
“Maybe you should take a rest,” he says more as a demand than a suggestion
He sits you down and goes to get you some water and something to eat
He notices you still aren’t calming down at all and he starts to get worried
He knows about your heart disease, and he also knows how busy you’ve been
As you seemed to get paler and paler, dread pools in his stomach
“Babe…did you take your medicine?”
You don’t even get to answer the question
You crumple forward as you pass out in his arms
He’s frantic, but he manages to call the medical team on set
He feels sick as he watches them resuscitate you and place you on the stretcher
He follows them as they take you to the hospital
When you wake up, one of the first things you say is, “Sorry I forgot to take my medicine. I was concentrating on finishing today’s shoot…”
He begins scolding you right away
He’s nearly out of breath and his voice keeps breaking
“Is that what’s important? Your health is more important to me than any shoot or role or anything, and–”
He stops himself before he upsets you
But he’s so relieved when you can finally go home
He makes sure you never forget your medicine ever again
He just came back from work, and he thought a nice little impromptu outing would be nice
So you two go to the park
It’s a warm day, but even so…you look more tired than usual
Then he grabs your hand, and he can feel it shaking
He asks if you’re okay, and you respond that you just need a second
You press a hand to your heart as your breaths get shallower
He’s watching you worriedly
When you don’t seem to be improving, he helps you up and says you’re going to the doctors
You’re almost to the car when you collapse onto the ground
He’s a mess
Half of his brain is freaking out with worry, and the other half is trying to figure out what to do
He dials 119
He just does what he knows to lessen the symptoms and to keep you breathing
He holds your hand and waits impatiently for help, terrified he’ll have to take further action
Thankfully, the ambulance gets there on time and the medical team resuscitates you
At the hospital, he manages to get himself together and is calm when you wake up
When the doctor says it was due to you not taking your meds, he seems very understanding
Then the doctor leaves, and Yoosung gets a lot more solemn
“This could be a lot worse, you know, if I wasn’t there,” he says, making you feel a little guilty. “You really need to remember, MC. If not for yourself, remember for me! I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t made it…”
It was worse because she found you unconscious
You had said you were going in the back to grab something out of stock
And you were taking far longer than it should’ve taken
So when she finds your body crumpled on the ground, she freaks out
She doesn’t know how long you’ve been there or what had happened
She thinks it has to do with your heart disease, so she manages to calm down enough to call the ambulance
She can’t watch while they resuscitate you
The whole incident makes her want to faint herself
When the doctor says it happened because you forgot to take your medicine, she was a little upset
You mean the world to her so she couldn’t imagine what would happen if you had died
But she knows you probably already feel horrible about it
So she’s calm and sweet as you recover, but she’s very strict when it comes to taking your medicine
She will shove it in your hand if she has to
He was supposed to be in the office
But he didn’t really want to go in, so he decided to work from home that day
It was in the middle of the afternoon and you had started cooking dinner
His heart sunk when he heard a soft thud from the kitchen
He drops his computer and runs to you
His head starts spinning when he sees you unconscious on the ground
But he’s also composed as he immediately calls for emergency services
He’s super calm while you’re being resuscitated
And also very calm as the doctor explains what happened with your skipped medicine
When you wake up, he’s right there to greet you
He waits until you’re a little more recovered, and then he gets a little stiff
“You really should have been more responsible,” he scolds. “Could you imagine what would have happened if I wasn’t home? You probably wouldn’t have made it, do you know that?”
And it’s in the middle of his admonitions that his emotions start breaking through the cracks
You think your heart might shatter at the tears that leak from the edge of his eyes
Then he brings your trembling hand to his lips, “I can’t lose you,” he says with painful honesty
After that, you’re a lot more careful about taking your medicine
You were on your weekly shopping trip with Seven
At first, you were as playful as normal
But halfway through, you seemed to be laughing less and being a lot calmer
He just thought you switched to serious mode, so he calms down as well
But as the shopping continues, you just don’t seem yourself
Before he can asks what’s wrong, you collapse in one of the aisles
He knows your medical issues…and he has a pretty good idea what happened when you don’t wake up after a while
He calls the ambulance, but he knows it would take time to get
When you stop breathing, he’s performs CPR right there to keep you breathing
He seems really calm, especially considering the crowd around you now
But he loses it once the ambulance gets there and has to really resuscitate you
At the hospital, he can’t stay still
He’s tapping his leg, pacing the room, going crazy until you wake up
When the doctors says it’s because you didn’t take your pills, Seven’s already asking you why
He’s worried you’ve been too busy, but when you say you “simply forgot”, he’s blowing up on you
He’s freaking out and scolding you for not taking care of yourself
At some point, you start crying…both from the scare and from the fact that you made him so upset
He sees you and he just kind of deflates
He holds you on the hospital bed and apologizes for losing his temper, but not for what he said
“You’re all that I have. Please…I couldn’t bear to lose you.”
You were doing overtime for work at home
And he noticed you hadn’t left your desk much
He keeps telling you to take a break, but you keep dismissing it and saying you would
Only…you never did
You lost track of time, which means you didn’t take your meds as scheduled either
He finds you again by your computer, but you’re collapsed off of your chair and onto the floor
He calls the ambulance right away, though he gets aggravated with the operator
He’s freaking out cuz you’re still on the floor and they’re asking him to calm down
But eventually he gets off the phone and just calling your name
He’s just praying that you’ll wake up, but you don’t and his panic gets worse
When the medical team gets there, some of them have to keep him calm on the side because he’s getting triggered with all the stress as they resuscitate you
When you’re at the hospital, he’s a lot calmer when you wake up
He’s so relieved to see you awake
He doesn’t even scold you and just helps you recover
But you can bet he will drag you away from work if need be, since he’s not letting something like this happening again
He was doing a photoshoot and you were accompanying him
It was starting to get late
So he told you to go home, especially since you had to take your meds
He continues with his shoot, but you think to yourself that waiting another hour or so would be fine
You think you could surprise him with coffee, so you walk down the street to find a little shop
Only you lost track of time
By the time you came back, he was just finishing up
He had thought you went home and then came back
So he continued along and you two had a nice chat over the coffee
But then starts to notice you getting pale and breathing shallower breaths
He knows exactly what’s happening, and he catches you the second you fall
The hospital is close by, so he carries you into his car and rushes you there as fast as he can
He’s beating himself up the whole time, even after the hospital resuscitates you and you’re recovering
He says he should’ve noticed, even if you keep reassuring him that it was your own carelessness
From that point on, you’re more careful…even if it’s so he doesn’t blame himself for something like that
Why do you further the cliché that sangwoo is into forcing Bum to crossdress? I thought the manwha made it clear that it was the logical consequence for him to wear sangwoo's mother's clothes because he didn't have any himself and sangwoo's didn't fit him due to the size difference. It's not a kink and shouldn't be portrayed as one. It was a disturbing solution to a clothing problem. Stop romanticizing this manwha and the abuse in it.
Oh sweet anon, if you want to have a proper discussion with me I’ll gladly have it with you but not if you feel the need to hide behind your computer/phone screen. But for now I’ll just try and clarify, not because I owe you anything, but I like clearing up misunderstandings and preventing more from happening.
I don’t know if you just don’t read Op’s tags or you just skim past them or whatever, but this, and all my other “shippy” fanart for that matter, is in an AU where they are both healthy people, no mental disorders, abuse or anything else from the original manhwa.
If you really want to think about it, the clothing size difference is not enough of an excuse for Sangwoo not to give Bum his own clothes. How many people do you see wearing over sized shirts and belts exist for a reason. I’m not saying Sangwoo has that kink, but come on, he did that on purpose.
Relating to my own mini comic that I just posted, which I’m guessing is what you’re referring to, Sangwoo isn’t forcing bum into anything. It’s a silly dare that Yoon Bum could easily say no to. Except in my AU Bum actually likes cross dressing, a lot of people do and there is nothing wrong with it. I like drawing boys who cross dress, because guess what, they’re just clothes. They don’t define anything. You’re welcome to not enjoy cross dressing but that is your own opinion that I never asked for.
I will never romanticize the abuse that’s in killing stalking. There’s nothing cute or sexy about people harming others or holding them captive. The only instance where inflicting pain on others would be acceptable is in cases where it is consensual, such as BDSM, but I am no expert in that area so I can’t comment much on it either.
All I’m saying is, this is a completely separate world from the original. I love the characters and their designs and I love exploring different ideas and scenarios with them, that’s the whole purpose of having an AU. Again, you’re welcome to disagree, and if you don’t like it, please ignore it. Sorry if my art rubs you the wrong way, I can’t please everyone. I make art for myself, and I love and appreciate all the people that enjoy it with me. Feel free to block me or whatever you need to do, but in the future please try and refrain from sending negative messages to people, they do more harm than good.I hope you have a nice day anyway and thanks for giving me an opportunity to clarify my stance once more.
*posts factual post about the columbine massacre*
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there's a columbine fandom??!? you people are so sick!!! You need to be put on the FBI watch list!! @staff do something!
*fangirling over Dylan Klebold's ponytail*
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*reblogs post* PSA!! This is an example of the serial killer fandom. Block and report all of their blogs!!! Don't attempt to contact any of them, as they are highly dangerous. Stay safe, y'all. It's a crazy world we live in. @staff
there were 15 victims
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how dare you call those two monsters victims?!You're a piece of shit, kill yourself. I have traced your IP address and I am contacting your local police department as I type this. I hope you get locked up for the rest of your life. Smh my faith is humanity is officially gone. @staff
*reblogs a gif of Eric Harris spinning a prehistoric phone*
@staff wHY AREN'T YOU STOPPING THESE PEOPLE
I'm just gonna say something. Veganism is chill. I'm not part of it, but if someone I know is a vegan, I respect their decision. I just don't agree with the scare tactics and such. If a vegan comes up to me and screams at me, telling me I'm a murderer and I should kill myself, that's not cool at all. And some people just can't go vegan. They have allergies or deficiencies. I'm allergic to a lot of protein supplements and substitutes. So like, please chill, don't scare people. Especially kids.
How many times has a vegan come up to you and screamed it your face telling you to kill yourself? Maybe I can make the effort as well and count how many times we’ve been insulted and threatened when we were out on the street advocating and educating. Take a long hard look at your people before you go accusing us of being aggressive and violent.
And I sure as fuck don’t need to be warned not to scare kids (what the fuck even) by someone who eats kids. Thanks though.
They had promised to teach you how to hunt but something had happened back at the village, leaving you here at the hut alone with Ivar. You really didn’t like this outcome and you sure didn’t like Ivar. Whenever the two of you spoke it ended in bickering and chaos. Today wouldn’t be any different and you both knew it, sitting in opposite corners of the small room, the fire slowly dwindling.
“Aren’t you cold?” He asks to your surprise. It didn’t sound rude nor sarcastic as it usually did.
“Like you would care if I was.” You shoot back in an annoyed tone, more out of habit than real anger.
“Tsk.” He clicks his tongue, obviously just as pissed with you than you were with him, “I really wish you would have gone back with them I can’t stand you.”
“Well I really wish they had taken me back with them as well.” Silence falls between the two of you as you both angrily stare at each other.
Somehow you had fallen asleep. When you opened your eyes again the fire had gone out and you saw Ivar shaking in his corner of the room, still awake.
You sigh and stand up on shaky legs, not feeling too well yourself. He looks up at you, his usual scowl evident on his face until you let yourself drop into his lap, straddling his hips. His face changes in confusion when you put your arms around his neck, pressing your bodies closer together.
“If you wanted me so badly you could have said something earlier.” He smirks and you consider slapping him across the face before you reconsider and ignore his remark.
“I certainly don't…” You huff, “…but your mother would kill me if I bring you home half frozen.”
“Is that the only reason?” His face got closer to yours, felling his hot breath on your skin and his voice close to your ear.
You can feel his growing erection through his pants and moan quietly at the feeling, grateful for the darkness. Otherwise he definitely would have seen the blush spreading across your face. Your breathing picks up even more when you feel his hands touching your bare skin, slowly moving up your body while he explored every inch. Neither of you talked anymore, nor did you protest against his advances. For all the anger that always had been between you there was something else ad well and you were curious to see where that road might lead.
there are spiders. there were not spiders a moment ago. keep swinging.
you do not understand why there are spiders. none of the other animals are animals you know or understand, and yet then there are the spiders. they are the same as the spiders you know, but they are bigger. you do not understand. do not build your camp near the spiders.
it is dusk. it is always dusk, except when it is nighttime. it is always dark. do not allow yourself to be caught in the dark unaware.
you assume the rest of the world no longer exists, but maxwell tells you the birds weren’t made by his hand. where do they come from? where are they flying to?
you don’t know where you are. you check the map. you don’t know where you are.
from time to time, you find people. you find a mime, deep in the chasms of the island. you find a man in a cage with three locks. how long have these people been here? how have they not starved to death?
you yourself nearly starve to death. it seems the thing least likely to kill you.
your spear breaks. your only option is to run. you run. you don’t remember this rock field. you don’t remember this forest. you don’t have time to check the map.
it’s so dark. i can see again! it’s so dark. i can see again! it’s so dark. i can see again!
you are disconnected from the server. when you reconnect, you are in a different place. there are different people. your camp is gone.