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Hehlooo I got Bob the 4 FNAF books I have read before-
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FrOm ThE fUtUrEeE-
Enjoy Bobba :3
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He will gladly! After he wakes up.
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(Shaggy belongs to @theogratking )
It's okay bob! It's just a dream :[
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Today’s disabled character of the day is Remi Do from #Killstagram, who has depression, an unspecified trauma disorder, coulrophobia, hemophobia, nyctophobia, eremophobia, and horrorphobia
Requested by Anon
[Image Description: Drawing of a young woman screaming awake in a hospital pajamas. She has dark brown eyes and long hair brown hair. Both her hands and feet are bandaged. She's sitting up in a hospital bed.]
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vixletserenity · 1 year
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Celeste has Eremophobia (fear of deserts) and Herpetophobia (fear of lizards/reptiles; but to her is strictly crocodiles). These two are interlinked, but she will not explain why that is if you flat out ask her.
When Celeste did the gym test for Casarrafa, she avoided Asado Desert as much as she could to go to Porto Marinada and back. Celeste continues to avoid going to Asado Desert; having an extremely difficult time pushing herself to go there in order to help Arven with the Quaking Earth Titan.
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cerezzzita · 2 years
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— aesthetic words to fill up your vocabulary ♡
✦ if you're tired of using the same repetitive words to describe feelings or actions on your writing, here are some aesthetic words that are not frequently used to help you evolve your vocabulary better and also maybe help you with creative titles <3
ABENDROT: the color of the sky while the sun is setting.
ABIENCE: the strong urge to avoid someone or something.
ACHROOUS: colourless.
AEQUOREAL: marine, oceanic.
AESTHETE: someone with deep sensitivity to the beauty of art or nature.
ALIFEROUS: having wings.
AMITY: warmth and heartfelt friendliness in a friendship; mutual understanding and a peaceful relationship.
AMORIST: someone who is in love; someone who writes about love.
AMBROSIAL: fragrant, delicious.
ANTHOMANIA: great love for flowers.
AQUAPHILE: someone who is an enthusiast of all things related to the water.
ARENOCOLOUS: living or burrowing in sand.
ASPERSE: change falsely or with malicious intent; attack the good name and reputation of someone.
ASTERISM: agroup of stars; a constellation; a cluster of stars.
ATTAR: essential oil or perfume obtained from flowers.
AUREATE: golden or gilded; brilliant, splendid.
AURICOMUS: with golden or yellow colored foliage.
AVIOTHIC: the strong desire to be up in the air or to fly.
BALTER: to dance artlessly, without particular grace and/or skill but usually with enjoyment.
BATHIC: pertaining to depths, especially of sea.
BELAMOUR: the one who is loved; a beloved person.
BELLICOSTIC: aggressive, belligerent, warlike.
BENEFICENCE: the quality of being kind or helpful or generous.
BERCEUSE: a quiet song intended to lull a child to sleep.
BLÁFAR: indicating the freshness and beauties of youth or health; attractive and possessing charm.
BRONTIDE: the low rumble of a distant thunder.
BURBLE: to speak in an excited manner.
CAELITIS: the divinities who dwell within the celestial planes.
CATHARSIS: the release of emotional tension, especially through kinds of art or music.
CELERITOUS: swift, speedy, fast.
CERAUNOPHILIA: loving thunder and lightning and finding them intensely beautiful.
CHEVELURE: the nebulous tail of a comet.
CINGULOMANIA: a strong desire to hold a person in your arms.
COCCINEOUS: bright red; scarlet.
COCKAIGNE: an imaginary land of luxury and idleness.
CONSTELLATE: to eluster; to compel by stellar influence.
COSMOGYRAL: whirling around the universe.
CORDOLIUM: heartache; heartfelt sorrow.
CORUSCATE: to reflect brillantly, to sparkle.
CRAMOISY: of a crimson color.
CREATURELY: a person who is controlled by others and is used to perform unpleasant or dishonest tasks for someone else.
CRYSTALLOMANIA: an obsession with crystals and other crystalline objects.
CHRYSALISM: the amnotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
CLINQUANT: glittering with gold and silver.
CLYSMIC: cleaning, washing.
CUPIDITY: greed for money or possessions.
CYANEOUS: a sky-blue color.
CYNOSURE: guiding star; a object of common interest.
DARKLING: of or related to darkness.
DÉCLASSÉ: having fallen in social status.
DEIFORM: god-like or divine in nature.
DEMERSAL: that lives near the bottom or a body of water.
DESIDERIUM: an ardent longing, as for something lost.
DISPITEOUS: cruel and without mercy.
DOUX: sweet, soft, mild, gentle.
DRACONTINE: belonging to a dragon.
DYSANIA: the state of finding it hard to get out of bed in the morning.
ECCEDENTESIAST: someone who fakes a smile.
EFFLORESCENCE: a period or state of blooming, blossoming.
ELEGY: a poem of serious reflection, typically a lament for the dead.
ELEUTHEROPHILIST: someone who advocates free love.
ELYSIAN: beautiful or creative, divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect.
EMACITY: desire or fondness for buying things.
EMPYREAL: pertaining to the sky; celestial.
EPHIALTES: a nightmare; the demon Incubus that supposedly causes a nightmare.
EPICARICACY: the joy that results from others misfortune.
EREMOPHOBIA: the deep fear of stillness, solitude, or deserted places.
ETHEREAL: extremely delicate, light, not of this world.
EUMOIRIETY: happiness due to state of innocence and purity.
FLORENTIS: abounding in flowers; being in bloom and adorned with plentiful flowers.
FREICEADAN: guard, garrison, watch, sentinal.
FULMINATE: cause to explode violently and with loud noise.
FURCIFEROUS: brat; rascally, scandalous.
GLOAMING: twilight, dusk.
GRAME: anger, wrath, scorn; sorrow, grief, misery.
HALCYON: calm and peaceful; happy, prosperous.
HELLION: a rowdy or mischievous person.
HELIOPHILIA: desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight.
HEAVENIZE: to render like heaven or fit for heaven, to purify and make a holy place or a person.
HENOTIC: promoting harmony or peace.
HIRAETH: a homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was.
HOLILY: belonging to or derived from or associated with a divine power.
HYPNAGOGIC: the state immediately before falling asleep.
IGNICOLIST: a worshiper of fire.
ILLECEBROUS: attractive and alluring.
IMPLUVIOUS: soaked with rain.
INCANDESCENCE: light produced by high temperatures.
INCALESCENCE: the property of being warming.
INCENDIARY: designed for the purpose of causing a fire, likely to cause anger or violence.
INEFFABLE: too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words.
INSOUCIANT: free from worry, concern or anxiety.
IRENIC: aiming or aimed at peace, promoting peace.
IRIDESCENT: producing a display of rainbow-like colors.
INVIDIARE: to envy.
ISOLOPHILIA: a strong preference and affection for solitude.
KALOPSIA: the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are.
KALON: beauty that is more than skin deep.
LACONIC: expressing much in a few words.
LACUNA: a blank space; a missing part.
LATIBULE: a hiding place, a place of safety and comfort.
LAMBENT: to glow or flicker softly. Luminous, light or brilliant.
LIMERENCE: the state of being infatuated with another person.
LONGANIMITY: still suffering while planning revenge.
LOUCHE: disreputable; morally dubious.
LUCELENCE: the state of being fine and beautiful; shining, brilliant.
LUCIFORM: resembling light in appearance; having, in some respects; the nature of qualities of light.
LUMINESCENCE: light produced by chemical, electrical or physiological means.
MALTALENT: the negative emotions of wanting injury or harm to befall someone; a hostile behavior or attitude towards someone considered an enemy.
MARMORIS: the shining surface of the ocean.
MAZARINE: a dark blue color; rich blue or reddish-blue color.
MELIORISM: the belief that the world gets better; the belief that humans can improve the world.
MÉLOMANIE: an excessive and abnormal love and deep attraction to music and melody.
MERCURIAL: subject to sudden or unpredictable changes.
MESMERIC: appealing; drawing attention.
MORDACIOUS: biting or given to biting; biting or sharp in manner; caustic; capable of wounding.
MORPHEAN: of or relating to Morpheus, to dreams, or to sleep.
MOXIE: courage, nerve, determination.
NEBULOCHAOTIC: a state of being hazy and confused.
NEFARIOUS: wicked, villainous, despicable.
NEMESISM: frustration, anger or aggression directed inward, toward oneself and one's way of living.
NERITIC: pertaining to shallow coastal waters.
NOETIC: of or associated with or requiring the use of mind.
NOIRCEUR: the state of being pitch black in color; a state of lacking illumination.
NUBIVAGANT: wandering in the air, moving through the air.
NUMINOUS: spiritual or supernatural; surpassing comprehension or understanding; mysterious.
ONEIRODYNIA: restless, disturbed sleep, characterized by nightmares and sleepwalking.
OPHIOMORMOUS: snake-like.
ORPHIC: mysterious and entrancing, beyond ordinary understanding.
PAVONINE: characteristic of a peacock; resembling the tail of a peacock; as in colors; iridescent.
PETRICHOR: the scent of rain on dry earth.
POIESIS: creation; creative power or ability.
PORPHYROUS: purple; of purple hue.
PLAXONDRY: the mix of introspective nostalgia, sadness, and calmness felt when listening vaporwave and its related genres.
PRATE: to talk excessively and pointlessly.
PROCELLOUS: tempestuous, stormy.
QUIDDITY: the essence of something.
QUIXOTIC: extravagantly chivalrous or romantic; visionary, impractical or impracticable.
RANTIPOLE: a wild, reckless young person; to be wild and reckless.
REDAMANCY: the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full.
REDOLENT: having a strong distinctive fragrance; serving to bring to mind.
REMEANT: coming back, returning.
RESPLENDENT: having brilliant or glowing appearance; dazzling and impressive in appearance through being richly colorful or sumptuous.
REVERIE: a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.
RODOMEL: juice of roses mixed with honey.
ROSEATE: rose-like; overly optimistic.
RUTILANT: glowing or glittering with red or gold light.
SANGUINEOUS: accompanied by bloodshed.
SASHAY: to strut or move about in an ostentatious or conspicuous manner.
SCIAMACHY: a battle against imaginary enemies; fighting your shadow.
SEQUACIOUS: lacking independence of originality of thought.
SERAPHIC: beautiful and pure; having a sweet nature befitting an angel or a cherub; of or relating to an angel of the first order.
SERENDIPITY: finding something good without looking for it.
SKINT: having little or no money avaliable.
SOLIVAGANT: someone who wanders or travels the world alone; a solitary adventurer.
SOMNIATE: to dream, to make sleepy.
SORTIGER: delivering prophecies of the future; having the qualities of being oracular.
STELLIFEROUS: having or abonding with stars.
STELLIFY: to transform from an earthly body into a celestial body; to place in the sky as such.
SUCCIDUOUS: ready to fall, falling.
SPUME: a white mass of bubbles or froth on the top of a wave.
SYNODIC: relating to or involving the conjunction of stars, planets or other celestial objects.
TARANTISM: the uncontrollable urge to dance.
TEMENOS: a sacred circle where no one can be oneself without fear.
THANATOPHOBIA: fear of death.
TYYNEYS: the state of peacefulness; absent of worry or fear, being composed and at ease.
ULTRAMARINE: beyond the sea; greenish-blue color.
VELLEITY: a wish or inclination not strong enough to lead to action.
VENERATION: a profound emotion inspired by a deity.
VESPERTINE: in or of the evening; setting at the same time as, or just after, the sun.
VERDANT: with plants and flowers in abundance.
VERMEIL: a liquid composition applied to a gilded surface to give luster to the gold.
VERTICORDIOUS: to turn the heart from evil.
VIOLESCENT: tending toward violet color.
VORFREUDE: the joyful anticipation that comes from imagining future pleasures.
WANDERLUST: a strong desire to travel and explore the world.
WHIST: to hush or silence; to still, to become still.
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dreamcast641 · 10 months
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SCP OC: Claire Ekaterina Makarova
I decided to make an actual detailed post about Claire, finally. I created her in august 2018 and I got a lot of time to develop here and I'm really, really satisfied of how she turned out to be.
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GENERAL INFORMATIONS:
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Full Name: Claire Ekaterina Makarova
Aliases/nicknames: Stoat (callsign), shortie, shortstack
Age: 26-30 years old
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her
Sexual orientation: Demiromantic/demisexual and pansexual
Date of birth: august 3rd
Place of birth: Unknown but it's somewhere in the USA
Current residence: site 5c
Nationality: American with slavic origins
Spoken Languages: American English (main), Russian ( ONLY with her dad) and American sign language (ASL)
Affiliations/organizations: SCP foundation
Occupation: Mobile Task force Beta-7 ''Maz hatters'' operator, virologist/biologist when not on field, ISD (internal security department) agent.
Rank: unknown
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APPEARANCE
BUILD: A bit chubby
— Claire is a buxom woman who has curves all over her body, wide hips and a slight bit of fat in her tummy.
— She particularly cares about her image, especially when it comes to taking care of her body.She trains regularly in the small gym made available by the site 5c, focusing on arms and legs, parts of the body that are fundamental to her for work. It takes muscle to hold a rifle that weighs almost half her weight on her so as not to wobble on the recoil.
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SCARS: All over her body
— Claire has many, if not too many, wounds all over her body. From cuts to bruises to burns and even gunshot wounds.
— Her little patient behavior and her indifference has led her over the years to participate in many fights, whether they are initiated by her or are part of her job, when it comes to fighting she has always been in the front row. Not caring about the size and danger of whoever is in front of her. This has led Claire to have countless wounds on her body, many of them being stab wounds, a gunshot on her right shoulder, a large burn on her left shoulder and as many bruises..
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VOICE: silvery/soft spoken
— slow spoken and not too high voice but at times decisive when needed.
— It's almost as if her voice doesn't match her body. With her character like hers, those around her expect an annoying redundant high-pitched voice to split the eardrums. Hers is an almost calm voice, not too high and maternal.
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EYES: Grey/blue
— blue eyes so undersaturated they look gray.
— she inherited light eyes from both parents, but the mother's gene seemed to dominate between the two. Both have blue eyes but Claire's are less saturated, almost gray as opposed to her mother's, blue as ice
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FASHION: casual
— casual, doesn't really care for fashion.
— When she's not working, claire usually wears the first thing she finds in her closet, preferring loose-fitting clothes that don't show too much of her body shapes.
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More about her aspect:
-Claire has mixed vitiligo all over her body. It started when she was just 5 to 6 years old and it spreaded everywhere;
-Her vitiligo not only affected her skin but also her hair, eyelashes and eyebrow;
-She is only 5'1 ft or 154 cm in height.
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FAVORITES
-Color: Black
-Food: Raw Salmon
-Drink: Chamomille with honey
-Song: Ecoute Cherie (vendredi sur Mer)
-Flower: Nightsky petunia
-Hairstyle: messy bun
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PHOBIAS
-Autophobia: also called monophobia, isolophobia, or eremophobia, is the specific phobia or a morbid fear or dread of oneself or of being alone, isolated, abandoned, and ignored;
-athazagoraphobia: When a person has this condition, there is an extreme fear of being forgotten, or of not remembering someone or something. It may also include a fear of being ignored or replaced;
-Atychiphobia:is an intense fear of failure
-Arachnophobia: fear of spiders
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PERSONALITY:
-Moral alignment: Chaotic Neutral
-Myers-Briggs: ENTJ-T
POSITIVE TRAITS
- Serious and efficient but also considerate in the role she covers inside the foundation walls: She makes everyone feel included in her squad no matter what. She is always willing to help them, no one is left behind.
-Observant...a bit too much. If there is something that her training with the ISD thought her is to be aware constantly of her sorroundings. No details is going unnoticed in her presence.
-Gentle and caring with close ones. She pours her heart with who she loves.
-Practical smart. Let's say that she is good at improvise when needed.
-Respected without using fear
NEGATIVE TRAITS
-Claire's past and experiences have led her to be inconsiderate of herself, and those closest to her tend to see it for how expressive she is, without needing her to be alone to show how she really feels. she is a woman with a thousand complexes, her self-esteem has been destroyed and under her feet. She can't be really sure about anything she does especially if it affects those around her too. She refuses any leadership position, unwilling to take responsibility for any deaths that may occur under her leadership.
-So low is her self-esteem that she can't even see the value of her life, risking it every day to protect others at the expense of her own. She has seen death right in her eyes so many times that she no longer fears it. She is not afraid to die but at the same time the idea of being forgotten and replaced, as she has already seen happen to her other deceased colleagues, puts a shiver down her spine.
-Claire gets heated pretty easily, leading her to not think straight when she is outraged.
-She tends to distance people from herself due to her trust issues. It really takes time for her to open up to someone.
-Absolute stubborn. Claire does not listen when she is convinced of something.
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TRIVIA:
-She absolutely love when her friends makes hand-made stuff for her. She keep them like it's the most precious thing in the world;
-It happens that Claire goes for some days to negaseattle to visit her adopted brother Ira and helping him with the clone kids (check more on Raddagher's author page on the wiki);
-She has a yellow ringneck parrot named banana. He is her emotional support animal;
-BPD (bordeline personality disorder) that she is getting treated for and is under enough control for her to be operative;
-She loves reading almost everything especially if it's related to her job;
-One hell of a cook. She is very, very good in the kitchen;
-She smells like peaches and chocolate;
-Aggressive and very skilled in combat. Knife is her specialization;
-Uses stealth, skills and the enviroment over the strenght;
-Good swimmer, loves using water to her advantage in fights by drowning or exhausting people;
-Survivor's guilt.
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SUMMARY OF HER STORY (STILL NOT SO DONE)
It is not known for certain where Claire and her twin brother Dmitry were born, it is only known that they came to light somewhere hidden in the United States of America.
Raised in the hostile environment of the foundation but with the loving care of their mother Mandy Ross, a former nurse in the US Navy. Their father? Locked in the same site where they were born, metal walls separating this potentially dangerous man due to the toxic, potentially lethal nature of his body.
In the early years of their lives, the twins immediately reveal themselves as curious troublemakers, always looking for other children like them to socialize with and will end up bonding closely with one of them in particular: Ira Watts, whom they will consider for life as a brother.
Mandy, for reasons still unknown to them, decides to leave them and the foundation to join the GOC. it was this event that unleashed in her an immense fear of abandonment. Left to their own devices, Claire was the one she had to mature early to take care of her two brothers.
At just 14, the three were separated by the foundation to be introduced to their respective careers.
While Dmitry continued his medical and psychiatric studies, Claire had to stay on that site with Ira to begin her training to join one of the mobile task forces.
''Mobile Task Forces (MTFs) are elite units comprised of personnel drawn from across the Foundation and are mobilized to deal with specific threats or situations that sometimes exceed the operational capacity or expertise of regular field personnel and — as their name suggests — may be relocated between facilities or locations as they are needed. Mobile Task Force personnel represent the "best of the best" of the Foundation.''
And with this clarification, let's say that the training Claire had to undergo was hard and exhausting. She pushed to her limits so many times by her serious and rigid mentor that she was assigned to reach high, real high expectations.
To be ''the best of the best'' she had to shed all of her blood and her will. She failed many times but thanks to this she also managed to learn from her mistakes and correct herself, perhaps becoming probably one of the best students on the site...if not for her rebelious behavior.
Training wasn't Claire's only focus in those years: she was studying biology and virology because of the task force she decided to join, the beta-7. Her knowledge will prove to be fundamental in the future.
Her training and studies ended as soon as they began. At just 22, claire was already serving as a member of mobile task force beta-7 at a different site.
During her years at the site, now with her brother Dmitry, the two were approached by a man from the Internal Security Department (ISD) who was determined to recruit them as they were loyal members of the foundation. The two naively accepted and it was that meeting and that assignment that led them to site 5c where they still reside nowdays.
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SITE 5C STORY LINE
(coming soon)
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eremophobia
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pink-november · 3 months
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I would have you realize that what you decry as suffering is beauty. But even as you stir to wakefulness, you cling to mortality that was never yours.
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morph-sans · 1 month
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Flora got redesigned I never felt satisfied with her style or her personality
Flora is anxious and nervous she is easily startled and scared. she has e rather encyclopedic knowledge on technology,magic and botany she is patient and honest a bit too honest with people and herself to point of hurting others her souls are patience and integrity
Her battle style is graceful and elegant like ballet she fights with a whip and has a knack for inventing she is a master with most modern technology and expert hacker and chemist. She has ability to control and manipulate plant life
She has a fondness for cats loves hip hop and techno music and enjoys ballet and freestyle dancing she generally wants to make friends and have more she can be popular but feels like everyone is against her due to her own trauma and anxiety. She is master gamer and she is also has love for coffee and donuts
She is rather neutral with the star sanses and the bad sanses she doesn’t have many friends outside of her siblings and their friends the only friends she made on her own is lust her ex boyfriend who she sees as her best friend and finds him rather helpful the other is Ccino mostly because she befriended him while visiting his cafe and is a returning customer.
She has 5 different phobias from bad experiences she that can’t get over
1) Claustrophobia fear of being in tight spaces
2) Acrophobia fear of heights
3) Eremophobia fear of being alone
4) Nyctophobia fear of the dark
5) Taphophobia fear of being buried alive
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FINALLY FOUND THE GODDAMN CLIP HOLY FUCK-
youtube
This fucking clip....
THIS FUCKING CLIP MADE ME QUESTION SO MUCH EHDHHDDHDHDHHDHDHHDHDHDHD-
I might be looking into things too much but SHHHHHHH-
So, this never made sense to me. I know it's to be funny. "Ha ha! He's afraid of the dark and embarrassed about it! He's the bad guy, and darkness is supposed be evil-" SHUT-
My mind went to three separate places. So here is my "theories" if you can call these that.
The call for help.
Introvert.
Or the darker, it's not a silly fear, and the dark should be feared MORE in the Disney universe.
Let's start with
The Call For Help Theory:
So, Chernabog is an evil demon, correct? A being of pure darkness. Which makes the whole "afraid of the dark" thing seem silly. Right?
WRONG! Wrong, if you're weird like me and read into this weird.
The fear of the dark could be him quietly calling for help, since he himself is a being of darkness. The original Chernabog is the Slavic god of darkness. So him fearing the dark in a literal sense doesn't make sense in this context.
So I thought, what if he means it as in, he's afraid of himself?
There is a chance that he might have autophobia.
Autophobia, also called monophobia, isolophobia, or eremophobia, is the specific phobia of isolation; a morbid fear of being egotistical, or a dread of being alone or isolated. Those with the condition need not be physically alone, but just to believe that they are ignored or unloved.
I don't watch Disney religiously, and I don’t know if if he's scared of being alone. But, he DOES have that huge dance in his first appearance, and he's basically SATAN HIMSELF showing up at House of Mouse to watch movies. This guy could be implying that he's scared of HIMSELF because he doesn't want to BE by himself. He likes darkness, for its his domain (I remember him saying somewhere else he kinda liked the dark), but the dark, who he is, he's afraid of.
Who knows? Maybe he's also scared of his own reputation. With being afraid of being alone, there's a chance that he fears he doesn't live up to the title of The Dark God. Especially since he has a fear.
Or in the opposite direction, he could be scared have getting on such a high horse, he pushes the people around him away.
This could be him saying "I'm afraid of being by myself, but I'm also afraid of ruining my reputation as an evil being."
Or it could even be a moral scare. Perhaps he did something he regretted, and it's still bothering him. Maybe he's scared of what he's capable of. That is also a possibility.
Introvert Theory:
This one is in the opposite direction of the first speculation on WHY he's afraid of the dark.
Perhaps he's afraid of the consequences of it BEING dark.
"Bald Mountain, according to tradition, is the gathering place of Satan and his followers. Here, on Walpurgis Night, which is the equivalent of our own Halloween, the creatures of evil gather to worship their master. Under his spell, they dance furiously, until the coming of dawn and the sounds of church bells, send the infernal army slinking back into their abodes of darkness."
Although it's his spell, he might get social burnt out each time Walpurgis Night arrives. Every year, on the same dark night, he has a huge party and goes back to sleep.
That right there is a HUGE mood tbh.
He could just HATE the party he has to do every year, but it's a tradition that he can't force himself to stop doing.
It's A Serious Fear Theory:
This one goes into more darker thoughts. Taking the fear of the dark in a literal sense. Without diving deep into him saying he's scared of the dark, it's funny.
Questioning WHY he's scared, makes things in the Disney verse MUCH more terrifying.
It makes sense for us mortals to be scared of the dark. Because we don't know what's hiding in the dark, and what's going to attack and kill us.
We're scared because we can be hunted, and not being able to see the one hunting us is a HUGE disadvantage. If something or someone is in the dark, we won't know until too late, and we're already dead!
Bur that begs the question...
What's hiding in the dark, that makes the demon of pure evil fear his own domain? Who bested him at his own game, to the point where he still fears the dark? Despite his embarrassment.
Is this entity a threat to anyone else? Is it still lurking in Chernabog's darkness, waiting to strike?
Anyways these are my theories, and I'm going to bed it's almost 1:20am JDHDJDJDJDJJD-
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Monophobia
I've been struggling with writing a bit lately and I think it's because I'm stuck at the moment.
I get moments like these when I'm not completely at my best and a lot of internal fears, sadness, and anxiety rebuild itself within my mind and I start wondering if where I'm going is where I want to be or asking myself a lot of 'are you sure?' questions. I sometimes end up doubting myself, too, in the process.
But, I did want to write something since I've been quiet for a while, so I wrote kind of a short poem/story thing about the internal works of my brain - to give you an idea what it's like inside my head.
Don't know if anyone will read this but... eh, why not?
Also: Autophobia, also called monophobia, isolophobia, or eremophobia, is the specific phobia or a morbid fear or dread of oneself or of being alone, isolated, abandoned, and ignored. This specific phobia is associated with the idea of being alone, often causing severe anxiety.
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There are days when I am surrounded by clouds of fear; fear of hatred, fear of regret… fear of abandonment.
It’s on these days that I often peer out of my darkness and see the world as something that I cannot touch. 
I see families and friends, connections made by smiles and laughter, grief and pain… love and hope.
I fear that if I were to take a step out of my confinement, I would instantly have backs turned toward me.
Those words of my past - ugly, crazy, disgusting, weird - would all come back and leave scars on my already battered heart.
I fear I cannot love nor be loved, I fear that I will never be accepted… that I will forever be alone. 
That I must walk this life alone.
So I leave my words outside my hiding place, stories of lives I wish I could live… in the hopes that maybe someone would knock on my door.
If I were braver, I would take the first step. If I was stronger, I would have protected myself… If I was smarter, perhaps I would be more than what I currently am.
But for now… I’ll continue to hide in the shadows, protecting what little of my heart remains… writing the lives I wish I could live, and listening for that first knock on my door.
Maybe someday… I will feel like I belong.
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whoopsiedoodlez · 4 months
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PHOBIA FEBRUARY 2024!
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Neophobia
Psychrophobia
Ommetaphobia
Ombrophobia
Metallophobia
Pupaphobia
Equinophobia
Mycophobia
Myxophobia
Cymophobia
ouranophobia
Eisoptrophobia
chemophobia
Philophobia
Cynophobia
Atelophobia
Haphephobia
Hoplophobia
Batrachophobia
Aviophobia
Demophobia
Ablutophobia
Iatrophobia
Arachnophobia
nelophobia
Herpetophobia
Eremophobia
Claustrophobia
Thanatophobia
what is it?: every day there is a new prompt [aka a new phobia] for you to draw. The point of phobia February [or PF for short] is not to mock or belittle the people who have these phobias. But to bring awareness and educate people about these phobias. that is why I heavily encourage YOU [the person creating the art] to research the phobias you are drawing. 
does it have to be specifically drawing?: no, you can do anything from making a short story to making a whole comic. as long it some form of art and is accurately represents the phobia. than you're doing it right! [No AI, because that is NOT art]
Do I have to draw for all 29 days?: nope! You can do it daily or post it every other day. whichever one makes you feel the most comfortable and prevents burnout. 
Why is it called Phobia February and not Fear February?: although I enjoy Alliteration, fears and phobias are two different things. for example, someone may be afraid of spiders but can interact with them enough to remove them from their house. However, someone with arachnophobia would not be able to interact with spiders at all.  
Why February of all months?: the word February sounds like the word phobia. when you pronounce the word phobia You pronounce the letter P like an F. [it was the closest to alliteration that I could get] 
What is the hashtag for this?: you can share your creations with the #phobiafebruary2024 hashtag! 
now get out there and make some cool stuff!!! 
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idkisaccmoon · 3 months
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I wanna start something we’re you list your phobias and someone else will reblog it and share their and so on, i know it’s probably unlikely but I’ll do it
Thanatophobia
Scopophobia
Dystychiphobia
Kakhorrhaphiophobia
Atychiphobia
Glossophobia
Arachnophobia
Acrophobia
Claustrophobia
Agoraphobia
Trypophobia
Climacophobia
Astraphobia
Megalophobia
Anthropophobia
Mehlohydrothalassophobia
Tomophobia
Tokophobia
Athazgoraphobia
Atelophobia
Gerascophobia
Autophobia/Monophobia/isolophobia/eremophobia
Dementophobia
Atelophobia
Scrupulosity
Xenophobia
Nomophobia
Uranophobia
Stygiophobia
Metathesiophobia
Electrophobia
Aquaphobia
Thalassophobia
Pistanthrophobia
The fear of being compared to something/ someone(idk what it’s called)
Pyrophobia
Phonophobia/Ligyrophobia/sonophobia Thats it for me! Stay safe out there:)
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kbaji · 2 years
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❝ 𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎𝚸𝚮𝐎𝚩𝐈𝚨 ❞ FEAT. BONTEN! MANJIRO SANO
w. sfw, fem bodied!reader, no pronouns mentioned, toxic relationship, fallen out of love but to scared to leave, talks about anxiety, stress, guilt, fear, lowk a song fic but not?
n. after years i managed to finish a mediocre at best ff finally, for @xoayato’s collab—too young to die fall in love <3
LISTENING TO: FEAR OF BEING ALONE (ACOUSTIC) - LENNON STELLA
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isolophobia: also known as autophobia—isolophobia, eremophobia, or monophobia—is the fear of being isolated, lonely, or alone.
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the air is stale, sunlight pouring through the window as the curtains break the rays, allowing little to no light in. from the light that did make its way into the living room, the dust dances through the air, catching the reflection of the light giving it a white glow.
you sit in the bleak room, the heat from the sun making the once chilled room stuffy; the cool surface temperature from the leather sofa is the only relief as the space becomes warmer. even though the air had no substance or you had no illness in your body, it was difficult to breathe. you wanted to claw at your throat, hoping that it would help fill your lungs with oxygen, but you remained still, knowing it would do nothing.
as the day went on, it became more insufferable. the silence was ringing you out and hanging you up to dry, the air transitioning from a warm to a calmer state, and the room's color. the sun lit the room up warm, and as it set and the moon announced itself, the room became a dull blue. you hadn't moved from the spot you settled down in since mid-day, not moving until the front door opened and welcomed home your boyfriend—manjiro.
“i’m home,” he kicks off his flip-flops from his bruised, scabbed feet, turning around and locking the door before shoving his hands back inside his pants pockets. you pushed yourself off the couch; the feeling of being lightheaded clouded your brain, blurring your line of vision. ignoring the way your body begged you to take care of itself, you made slow, steady, light strides to where he stood in the middle of the walkway between the living room and the kitchen.
his fatigued eyes gloss over you, sighing and leaning into you to give you an empty kiss. you grabbed the hemming at the bottom of his oversized shirt “welcome home, manjiro. let’s go to bed.”
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the bed was cold, and although you and mikey cuddled together, it left a bitter taste on your tongue.
your head was spinning; the overwhelming thoughts kept invading your mind while you continued to cuddle into his chest. you would think cuddling your boyfriend would help ease your mind—however—it’s doing the exact opposite.
you and mikey once had a beautiful, lasting relationship, acting like a couple where every day was their honeymoon. every day would be a new adventure, even if it were going to each other’s place to have a home date or going on late-night motorcycle rides and causing chaos among the city streets; being with him made you feel so alive, him so alive.
but as time went on, mikey grew more distant, colder. after being together for so long, being so happy together, you couldn’t help but wonder where the change of direction came from. your eyes start to blur as you stare off into your minimalistic bedroom, the moon peeking through the blinds illuminating the carpeted floor. you missed the days where you and he were happy, missed the days where things felt right. your grip tightened around mikey’s abdomen; tears started to fill your eyes.
you’re in bed with a stranger, you think. there was no love to give or receive from each other, no reason to keep enduring this pain that made your body heavy with sadness.
you loved mikey, you loved him at some point, as he did with you; but as time passed—the later he stayed out, the more violence that he accepted in his line of work, and the more bonten influenced his life—everything seemed to fade from your once colorful world—to monochrome.
the tears continued to stream down your saddened face, creating a wet, semi-transparent patch on mikey’s white shirt on top his pectoral. choking back a sob, you lift his arm that was loose on your waist over your body and onto his stomach, shuffling out of bed quietly and leaving the room to go into the living room.
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the air was still, calm, and stuffy, and you found it hard to breathe despite leaving the room where mikey slept in peace. the couch engulfed your frame, practically swallowing you whole, and you dug yourself further into the leather. your lips cracked—mouth parted slightly, threatening to drool out the spit you didn’t swallow from when you were crying—eyes red and puffy, and your nose irritated from wiping the water-downed snot from your nostrils with your worn down, oversized shirt. you took a few deep breaths through your mouth, closing your eyes and feeling the oxygen invade your lungs.
why couldn’t you leave? surely he doesn't want what was once comforting, now awkward silence to stick around. you two acted like a thorn in each other’s side, small talk that only went as far as “how was your day?” “good.”
you felt as if the room was mocking you, walls and furniture laughing at your state. the room was grounded and stable, while you and mikey were the complete opposite. as you open your eyes, you stare off into the wall in front of you, the only thing decorating it being the tv mounted onto it. ease settled into your mind as you continued to stare, taking deep, shallow breaths, all before crumbling back down. the walls you once built knocked over, and being with mikey stopped you from building them up again.
it wasn’t love that made you stay, no, but rather what would you do if you left? if he left? where would you go? who would be waiting for you?
no one, you’re all alone.
it wasn’t the love that made you stay—it was the fear of being alone.
mikey was all you were used to, and despite feeling like the world was against you, you feared what new things awaited you if you left. the guilt would eat you alive if you just up and left. how would he react if he came back from work and you and all your belongings just disappeared? he would be sad, right? you couldn’t just give up on what you had. you’ve always been told that at the end of the storm, there’s a rainbow, but how long until you get to see that rainbow? soon or maybe never?
your heart rate is beating a thousand miles a minute, eyes flickering over the blank walls and floor, struggling to stay still as you start to panic, realizing that you couldn’t leave, you can’t go.
it’s the fear of being alone that has you staying put in an endless cycle of empty feelings, numbness, and most of all, has you not letting go.
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NAVIGATION, MASTERLIST ⋆ REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!
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vixletserenity · 8 months
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Public & Private Knowledge
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Public
Moved to Paldea from the Unova region
Was born and grew up in Castelia City
Student of the Uva Academy
A Champion Ranked Trainer; called The Strategist by some people
Had an idol-like persona called Lantana which she used to perform in public. Still sometimes uses it for things like kids' birthday parties
Owns a YouTube-like channel that has quickly become popular where she posts her performances for class and comment requested song covers.
Went down into Area Zero and survived
Wears a skirt instead of shorts in her uniform as a disability accommodation
Her Meowscarada Cilantro is also an emotional support Pokemon along as her lead
Under Rika's (monterraverde) tutelage to continue her battle training
Tends to avoid battling for sport despite her titles
Has a passion for performing and well skilled in how to incorporate her Pokemon into them
Favorite food is macarons; specifically Pecha Berry flavored
Recently developed a hobby for making needle felt plushes
She has an oddly colored Cyclizar (customized Miraidon) named Asterope
Was the top researcher of Area Zero until announcing stepping down from the role; along with exposing that she had gone down there a multitude of times at the request of the Paldean government.
What was once a recently declassified report is now a published book; Secrets Hidden By Cloud Cover: Mysteries of the Great Paldean Crater Solved. This book details the real cause of the Professor's passing, the AI, the journals he left behind, everything about the known Paradox Pokemon; including their typing and shiny variants, and much more. Parts of the book overlap with the information covered in Briar's The Hidden Treasure of Area Zero
Semi Public
Parents are divorced; Celeste has taken her mother's maiden name as her last name
Her mother Nova is a semi well known seamstress and once had the Nimbasa City Gym Leader Elesa come to her for a commission
Has a twin sister named Charlotte, and she attends Blueberry Academy in Unova
Has Eremophobia and Herpetophobia
Plays the mandolin
Wears a locket underneath her uniform shirt
Has a massive scar on her left shoulder blade that does down to the middle of her back
At times gives a glare to people like that of a Dragon Type Pokemon staring down at you; ready to attack. It strikes fear in some students and even a few adults when seen
Private
Has had three near death experiences
Was the other victim of a Krookodile attack that happened when she was 7, in which said Pokemon had mauled her best friend Audie. And she saw it all before going to get help, ultimately getting there too late to save her friend
Due to the attack, her father had isolated her for years in an attempt to save his reputation. Keeping her to her room aside from meals; though she has snuck out a few times
Her father had beaten her, causing the wounds that becomes her scars to reopen. Nearly died from blood loss, in which some of the blood donated was from her mother
Has met the mythical Victini during one of these days of sneaking out
Is somehow able to attract Dragon Type Pokemon to her and easily tame them
Was given a Flapple by Gene that she's named Gala
Also given a chimera Zorua from an unknown trainer
Went on a mission to stop a machine called the Archeus 100 years in a future version of Area Zero that would have destroyed multiple timelines
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pony-central · 6 months
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Sick Boyfriend Fears and Biology Facts
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Facts
Sick Boyfriend has a pee pee size of 9.5 inches when fully erect
He sports long hair when his hat is removed
Sick Boyfriend bites his nails
He has missed over 5000 injections due to his fear of needles
He prefers being the bottom during intimacy
His Phobias (a long list)
Acousticophobia - the fear of noise most likely fireworks
Acrophobia/Altophobia - the fear of heights. Ties in with any phobias related to planes and/or flying
Agraphobia/Contreltophobia - fear of sexual abuse because he's worried about experiencing it someday
Amychophobia - the fear of scratches, which is why he wears a coat when stroking Mrs Snickers
Arsonphobia - fear of fire
Astraphobia/Brontophobia - fear of thunder and Lightning, which doesn't help with the thunderstorms Parodies Town frequently gets
Ballistophobia - fear of bullets or missiles
Trypanophobia - fear of needles and/or injections
Chichephobia - the fear of chewing gum, because he has touched dried gum under the school desks, which causes him to panic
Coronaphobia - the fear of COVID-19 (yes, this phobia exists)
Demonophobia - the fear of demons
Dentophobia - fear of dentists
Eremophobia - fear of loneliness (there are other names for this phobia)
Genophobia - fear of sexual intercourse. Although he HAD this phobia, it still applies to sex with girls
Gymnophobia - the fear of nudity. Specifically, being naked in front of DrugFriend or anyone else
Hemophobia - the fear of blood. This is an important one. He refuses to watch any adult shows because he knows that they contain blood and gore
Iophobia - fear of poison, because he's afraid of being poisoned
Ithyphallophobia - fear of seeing, thinking about, or even having erect male anatomy. That fear had eventually subsided once he did it for the first time with DrugFriend
Kolpophobia - fear of the lower part, particularly girls
Menophobia - fear of... Well, I'll let you guess. It's to do with blood
Necrophobia - fear of the dead
Novercaphobia - fear of his stepmother
Obesophobia - fear of gaining weight, since his cousin is slightly chubby
Oneirogmophobia - fear of WDs
Placophobia - fear of tombstones
Pornophobia - take a wild guess. He slightly has it, but he's learning to control this phobia of his. This was one he developed in high school
Scopophobia - fear of being looked at especially if Sick Senpai's watching him
Selacophobia - fear of sharks, since watching Jaws gave him nightmares for weeks
Spermatophobia - fear of germs (there are several names for this fear)
Suriphobia - fear of mice.
Triskadeikaphobia - fear of the number 13 (Friday the 13th)
Urophobia - fear of urination, since he gets scared easily, resulting in him peeing his pants each time
Virginitiphobia - I think you can guess which fear this is
Xyrophobia - fear of razors, since he's afraid of shaving his legs for the summertime
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makiarose · 8 months
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Eremophobia ♡
the specific phobia or a morbid fear of dread of yourself OR of being alone, isolated, abandoned, unwanted and ignored.
what if i ever only feel alive when you want me? what if everything only makes sense when you hold me, when i feel loved by you i am on top of the world. i can breathe. but the thing about that is you always rip it away from me so easily and suddenly i dont who i am, i dont want to be who i am. you can't make homes out of people. well, you can but you shouldn't and i did anyway, i made you my everything so now when i dont feel loved by you, i am nothing.
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