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jigencaps · 2 years
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pontevoix · 5 months
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you have your anger, and i have mine. (surprise me >: ) )
dear @mindsafe: there’s  a  tear  in  the  flesh  of  his  thigh  —  -  hisoka  had  allowed  the  injury  out  of  curiosity.  it’s  clashes  awfully  with  the  green  fabric  of  his  pant  leg  —  it’s  an  ugly  look.  hisoka  clicks  his  tongue  in  disregard  &  momentarily  gorges  his  nails  into  the  wound.  he  has  no  ties  to  regret  —  but  even  he  would  say  that  his  curiosity  has  been  a  disappointment.
so  many  people  are  like  bugs.  hisoka  loves  them,  typically  —  loves  the  way  that  they  swell  in  swarms  &  drink  together  &  cheat  beneath  the  table  &  convince  themselves  of  morality.  he  joins  them  sometimes,  acting  as  a  tourist.  he  hears  so  much  clamor  about  things  like  honor  &  duty  &  livestock  &  shop  hours.  he  hears  so  much  sweet  pangs  of  talk  about  late  night  entertainment  &  swears  &  blood  stained  dust  &  gambles  on  who  would  live  or  die.
the  bug  people  emerge  from  crevices.  some  of  them  call  themselves  warriors.  it’s  charming  in  the  way  that  looking  at  an  intricate  dollhouse  may  be  charming  —  in  a  nostalgic,  dismissive  way.
but  truth  will  out  truth  will  out  truth  will  out  —  hisoka  can  close  his  eyes,  can  smell  perfumes  &  sweat  in  the  air.  in  the  same  breath,  he  can  smell  the  strength  of  a  potential  opponent  (  even  a  bug  person  )  as  though  it  were  on  a  scale  of  1-100.
he  knew  that  his  opponent  was  weak.  but  his  nen  had  such  potential.  it  was  a  fit  of  want  that  made  encouraged  him  to  offer  one  hit  to  his  opponent.  to  see  what  would  happen.
even  weak  wounds  can  cut  deep  given  the  opportunity.
he  will  heal  naturally.  after  the  fight,  hisoka  kissed  his  fingers  —-  pink  power  flares  into  being,  &  he  presses  it  into  his  wound.  this  is  adequate  enough  healing  &  sealing.
the  injury  is  a  happy  nuisance  made  all  the  more  spectacular  by  illumi’s  decision  to  intrude  —-  hisoka  has  rented  a  room  in  a  local  inn,  &  it’s  short  of  spectacular.  however,  when  he  enters  the  lobby  .  .  .  illumi  perches  his  disguise  on  an  uncomfortable  wooden  chair.
perhaps  the  disappointment  of  his  last  fight  makes  him  bitter.  even  so,  hisoka  is  optimistic  about  their  conversation  —  optimistic  enough  to  startle  the  bored  looking  receptionist  with  exaggerated vocal  encouragements  to  illumi’s  disguised  figure  to  please.  join  him  in  his  room.  please.  you  look  lovely.
optimism  turns  acrid.  as  thrilling  as  illumi  may  be,  he  is  prone  to  bouts  of  nonsense.  he  talks  sometimes  of  family  &  duty  as  though  he  were  talking  about  glory.  he  talks  about  work  as  though  it  were  all  the  same.
hisoka  decides  he’s  not  in  the  mood.  there’s  something  he’s  done  to  agitate  illumi  sense  of  personal  injustice,  perhaps,  &  it’s  all  very  righteous.
still  —-  hisoka  can  play  host.  he  hums  &  nods  &  makes  himself  poisonous.  he  finds  himself  very  accommodating,  of  course.  but  he  bores  of  being  accommodating.
there’s  bungee  gum  again  (  pink  power  )  —-  &  it  sticks  illumi’s  lips  closed.  there  had  been  no  hostility  in  the  gesture,  so  it  had  been  difficult  to  block.
only  then  does  hisoka  shush  his  company.  he  shakes  his  head  once  &  tries  to  feign  carrying  on  amid  the  new  silence.  illumi  draws  his  needles,  however.  the  needles  soundsenticing,  but  theyalso  sounds  like  a  half-formed  fight.
with  a  long-suffering  sigh,  hisoka  drops  his  nen.
dispassionately,  illumi  says:  you  have  your  anger,  and  i  have  mine.
&  hisoka  almost  groans.  he  almost  shatters  a  window  because  no  no  &  no.  illumi,  darling,  don’t  be  boring.
people  can  assume  whatever  they  like  of  him  —  crimes,  perversions,  strengths,  &  weaknesses.  they  can  assume  what  makes  him  happy  or  sad  or  angry.
but  don’t  be  boring.
the  gel  in  hisoka’s  hair  is  starting  to  collapse.  he  runs  a  hand  through  his  hair  to  try  to  make  it  stay  for  a  little  longer.
‘  yes,  yes.  i’m  terribly  angry  all  the  time.  i’m  so  slighted,  ‘  he  breathes  a  lie.  it  tastes  funny;  it  tastes  rotten.  ‘  do  you  know  how  many  people  try  to  act  out  of  spite  or  revenge  ?  come  now.  we  can  do  better  that.  like  what  you  like.  there  is  no  need  to  defend  your  cause.  preach  to  the  choir,  darling.  so  either  fight  me  properly  or  tell  me  something  thrilling.  you  angry,  angry  man.  ‘
the  zoldycks  are  different,  however.  they  are  dangerous;  they  are  pretend-royalty.  of  course,  the  elite  die  just  the  same  as  the  common.  hisoka  learned  that  years  ago.
so  he  tries  again,  thoughtfully:  ‘  we’re  similar,  maybe.  but  not  for  the  sake  of  anger.  good  god,  have  you  no  respect?  ‘
half  of  what  he  says  is  sardonic.
tonight  he  had  been:  curious,  disappointed,  optimistic,  irritated,  &  diplomatic.
tonight  has  been  all  too  short.
‘  try  again,  illumi.  ‘
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sacha-da-1 · 2 years
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TRAILER TOMORROW GUYSS!!!!
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onefey · 27 days
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you're going about your normal day when, suddenly, surprise! you've been pokémon mystery dungeon'd!
unfortunately, due to budget cuts, the pokémon assigning quiz has been canceled. instead, you must spin THE WHEEL, assigning you a random, unevolved, non-legendary and non-mythical pokémon. you must now go on some sort of world-saving adventure as this pokémon. good luck!
tell me in the tags what you rolled, and how you feel about it - for bonus points, you can spin the wheel again for (or just take your pick of) a pokémon to be your partner.
bonus rules:
you're not shiny unless the wheel tells you you're shiny
take your pick of regional forms and evolutions (for example, if you roll vulpix, it's up to you whether that means normal or alolan vulpix)
apply whatever logic you like with regards to gender
have fun and be yourself!
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gibbearish · 7 months
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love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking
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officialspec · 4 months
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my beautiful princess with a disorder
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purple-petrichor · 4 months
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cozylittleartblog · 1 year
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not that we didn't already Know belos was full of shit, but it's even funnier knowing the titan was still alive the whole time and probably judging him
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lovetositinsilence · 10 months
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we could have been… us.
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spicyraeman · 4 months
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bass player shart my beloved
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ceeejus · 5 months
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break in the case
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hansoeii · 6 months
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let time pass.
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morirryan · 5 months
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"How did the guy with no friends win?"
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