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#sure they delivered 🙏 he's as I imagined from the book
ddarker-dreams · 9 months
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random yan chrollo blurb because i can't stop thinking about him even if i try . 🙏
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“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“… Are you still sure?”
“I’m still sure.”
“Swear to me.” 
“I swear.”
“That wasn’t sincere enough… swear… swear on the Troupe. In the name of their, uh, honor, or whatever.”
“Honor?” The word sounds humorous coming from Chrollo’s lips. “Very well. I swear on the honor of the Phantom Troupe that I won’t go back on my word.” 
You sit across from a formidable opponent. Fate has decreed this your lot, so you’ve taken what has been forcibly thrust upon you and sworn to crush it. However, at this stage, you’ve modified your parameters to be more realistic. The new, somewhat more obtainable goal is to leave a dent. Or a scratch, perhaps. 
For this dream to be realized, risks must be taken. The risk in this case is a willingness to interact with a man named Chrollo Lucilfer. His is a species defined by its tenacity. Through trial and error, you’ve concluded that typical avenues of escape aren’t in the cards. Nothing concerning the life you lead now is ordinary, so creativity and a solid vision are paramount. 
Your adversary sits leaning forward, his elbow on the table, forearm extending upward, and palm open. He observes you with the degree of amusement he always does, content in waiting for you to make the first move. 
You take a deep breath. Oxygen floods your being and blood circulates in full force. Every system in your body is primed and ready, there’ll be no better window, so you take it, springing into action. 
Contact is made with his outstretched palm. You steady your footwork for better balance, then pull, demanding everything your muscles can deliver and then some. This immense exertion of force is the culmination of your efforts. Hours of scheming by the window, exercising self-control not to pour salt on his strawberries so he’d be more affable to your requests, running mental calculations and simulations… 
… Alas, it’s not enough. 
You pitched a pseudo arm wrestling competition where you could use any means necessary to make him budge. You didn’t dare stipulate that you successfully pull his arm down, your hubris doesn’t extend that far; but the slightest movement on his part would spell your victory. A victory that’d have him fulfill any request your overactive imagination could conjure up. These terms and conditions were smoothed out in a verbal binding contract. 
His countenance is the same as it would be if he were flipping through a book or pulling his phone from his pocket — entirely casual. He isn’t even straining himself to maintain this stalemate. It’s possible that his physical strength is simply beyond your understanding, as is that parapsychological phenomena he refers to as Nen. 
“What,” you heave, disbelief coloring your tone, “Is your body made out of?” 
“Oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen—” 
“It was rhetorical, Mr. Alchemist,” you cut him off. 
He simply shrugs and smiles. Somehow, his arm still hasn’t moved an inch throughout that exchange. The thought of this metric gives you pause. An idea is sown and imbued with life in the span of a few seconds. 
“Ah, that’s the expression you get before you say something endearing,” he comments, almost dreamily. 
You ignore him and straighten up, ready to argue over technicalities like your life depends on it. Seeing that you’ve abandoned your previous scheme, he relaxes back into the chair. 
“I have a case. How do we know your arm didn’t move… an atom to the side?” 
Chrollo tilts his head. “An atom?” 
“Yes. If an inch is a unit of measurement, there has to be something smaller. So maybe your arm didn’t move an inch, but it moved the width of an atom. Are you following me?” 
“...” 
You barely comprehend it. 
One second, you’re standing, the next, you’re sitting, with arms and a familiar cologne engulfing you. You can feel the low rumbling of his chest. He chuckles into your ear and secures you tighter against him upon sensing your instinct to struggle. Scowling, you cross your arms while he regains his composure. 
“Don’t be cross with me, dear,” he smooths out your shirt, as if it’d exonerate him of his transgressions. “I’m not laughing at you. You’re just… everything. Everything I need. I’m sorry. Please finish your point.” 
“Court’s adjourned.” 
“That’s a shame. When might it reopen?”
“Never, you’re sentenced to death. No appeals.”  
“I thought you opposed capital punishment?” 
“Each second that has passed since this conversation began has regressed my views by a decade each.” 
"I'll just have to hold onto you for the time being then."
All you can muster the strength to do is sigh.
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Heyyyy 👏
It's my fellow Skeptic simp!! Loveeee 💻 🤨
I have a request if you don't mind 👉👈
Headcanons for Skeptic 🙏🤌
How would he be with getting married and how would the honeymoon bee 👀
You don't need to rush at all! 💕
Please stay safe and healthy and have a wonderful day/night ❤️
(The chance to write for Skeptic is like getting a package delivered in the mail way before the estimated delivery date: GOOD)
[SMUT IMPLIED BTW]
~Skeptic’s Marriage and the Honeymoon~
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~Marriage~
-You two likely announce your marriage together in front of the others. Tomoyasu is acting like he doesn’t care of that he’s annoyed by their “oooo’s and ahhhh’s” but you can clearly see the smile pulling up in the corner of his mouth. He’s proud and excited himself that you’d ever agree to marry someone like him. Hell, he was proud the day you agreed to date him! (You should’ve seen the proposal...He just walked into the bedroom and tossed the box at you barely missing your head. “Let’s get married.” Acting all nonchalant like he wasn’t panicking in the parking lot of the jewelry shop earlier about the possibility of you saying no to him) It’s almost too difficult to answer the slew of questions flying your way from both Chitose and Hanabata. 
-It hasn’t even been a full 2 days before you find yourself out dress/tux/outfit shopping with those two. Oh and don’t think ReDestro and Geten aren’t supportive just because they’re on the sidelines. Rikiya is busy trying to convince Skeptic to let him fund the ENTIRE event as a wedding gift, and Geten is waiting at ReDestro’s feet for any instruction to help his grand commander. I’m sure you already know who donated those ice sculptures at the reception (and no, it was not the catering company). Tomoyasu eventually settled on letting Rikiya pay the venue as a gift. Anymore than that and the man would feel uncomfortable making his commander pay like that. Chitose and Hanabata basically sprung to pay for the clothing. No matter how hard Skeptic and you tried to stop them, they were already on top of it. In all honesty, you two didn’t have to pay for anything except for the catering. That was only because Skeptic was able to beat Chitose to the phone to book them! Anyway, the wedding was a lovely event. 
-There were plenty of people attending from Detnerat, Feel Good, as well as family, friends, liberation army members, and a few from the others (Chitose and Hanabata’s) companies. It was extremely rare that you EVER saw Skeptic cry. On this day he cried so hard that his vows came out all choked up. You were sure him and ReDestro were in some sort of secret crying competition lol. 
~Honeymoon~
Shortly after leaving the reception, the two of you jetted back home to take a quick nap and finish up packing before heading out on your honeymoon. The others would be in charge of putting all your wedding presents in your house while you were both gone so there was no need to worry there! All you needed to focus on at the moment was dealing with Tomoyasu’s road rage and wondering when was the next time you could stop and get something to eat. Seriously...you’ve switched to the driver’s side a few times during the trip since he could sometimes be unbearable when in a car for an extended period of time. He’d already cursed out three drivers and flipped off two others. On top of that, he REFUSED to check the directions claiming that he’s researched enough and knew how to get to the hotel just fine...he didn’t by the way. This (and the constant stopping on your behalf for breaks) had added an extra 2 hours onto the trip time. You didn’t make it to the hotel until nearly midnight! It was fine because the mood dramatically shifted once you parked and admired the grand beauty of the hotel and the tourist city surrounding you two. You’d checked in, had a lovely shower, and got the absolute shit fucked out of you *ahem...I mean consummated the marriage or whatever* 
-By the next morning you were both recharged and ready to see some sights! The first thing you did was check out a local aquarium. It was fun seeing the various fish and learning a few facts here and there. And sure, maybe it was a little childish waiting in line for the Penguin playhouse but who gives a shit? It’s your honeymoon, enjoy it! Next the two of you climbed the side of a mountain for a hike...something Skeptic had already wanted to quit considering he was way too hot and sweaty for it by now. You didn’t even make it to the waterfall tucked away in the woods! “Awwww, but Tomo!” He grunted at you and grabbed your hand as he gently pulled you alongside him and back down the mountainside. “Let’s go, my hair is getting nasty and I’m about to pass out. I’ll show you the damn waterfall over the satellite footage.” 
-The course of the next few days was filled with exploring different attractions (mirror mases and wax museums and more), with a side of eating half your weight in street foods. On top of that, Skeptic let you go a little wild with the souvenir budget as long as you didn’t buy more than you could take back with you in the car. When the last day came along, neither of you wanted to return back to your normal lives but you eventually had to come to terms with just relaxing every single day going out the window lol. 
-Oh and of course he carried you through the front door when you made it back home. Something something traditional about the threshold or whatever. Congrats on making it back home safe newlyweds! Now you get to focus on unwrapping and putting away a shit ton of wedding presents...hurrah!     
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denvilleneuve · 3 years
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I am a masterpiece. I am in control of my own flesh. I am a masterpiece. I am an artifact … an evolving icon.
Mal’akh, DAN BROWN’S THE LOST SYMBOL
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darkcrowprincess · 2 years
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Just finished watching the first episode of Smallville( yes I'm crazy for watching this while I have a million other shows to watch. Especially Gotham and Seraph of the end. Both I still haven't finished. Plus millions of other movies, books and fanfictions.) I totally headcanon Gotham and Smallville happening around the same time. But God why does Smallville have so many seasons? Not sure all finish all of them. Anyway onto my opinion of the first episode of Smallville season one:
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Smallville I have vague memories of that show growing up because my mom's horrible (former)boyfriend loved it. He'd watch all the new episode and owned each complete season DVD everytime an new one came out. Have this really even more vague memory of him watching it and I was too for some reason and getting terrified of this vampire episode 😅. Anyway, I decided to watch because I heard of The clex ship on shippersguide to the galaxy and was really interesting.
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Also imagine the horror of my mom's horrible boyfriend if I turned his dudebro show into my excuse for fun clex/lgbtq/gay subtext. Though I have an evil joy of turning any dudebro/painfully straight/ America idea of 'normal' show into beautiful lgbtq subtext if I can find it. And man did the first episode delivered. The show is a product of its time, don't get me wrong. And the teenage drama so embarrassing and annoying. I think the older I get them more annoying teenagers are. And I'm 25. That makes me feel weird( though even when I was a teenager I never understood others my age too much) But this show dripping with so much gay subtext (Plus I love the symbolism with clark, lex, clark and lex. But will get back to that later or in another post) and it's the first episode. I love Tom as Clark Kent.
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Super hot! Clark is super adorkable for this very first episode. But I also love that he has flaws. I like that. Because I feel like people make superman too perfect. And I don't want my heroes perfect. I like them gray. And messy. And Clark I hope he continues with that. He kinda reminds me of a mix of Disney's Hercules and a big cuddly dog. And maybe a bit of Belle from beauty and the beast(live action). Especially his loneliness with being in his "little village full of little people". How he doesn't fit in and wants to be "normal". Personally I don't think he wants to be "normal" I think he just wants stability. He doesn't want to be lonely and left out of things. He wants to connect and feel safe. Can't really do that in Smallville. A stereotypical American small town, that were you either end up on Chloe's wall of weird or probably experimented on. Added to that his guilt(it's not his fault but what can he do) of being an alien that landed on this small town and bringing all the chaos with him. This is going to be fun ride.
The other characters though I'm unsure of. But I heard a lot about 😒😑😕. Not a lot of good things. Lana is interesting in a weird way. Though I feel like she is unknowingly(and not her fault) going to cause a lot of grief for Clark. Both teenage wise and damsel in distress wise. I just hope there's more to her character(not really a fan of Lois Lane. I just I don't like one character in couple doing the saving all the time. Want them both to save each other).
Now on to my favorite bit:
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Lex Luther is really, really interesting. Mostly in other adaptions I find him creepy, just not a villian I can like. But in this he's interesting and intense. And flirty. Really flirty with Clark! 🤣🥰. Plus he lives in a castle near a Smallville. I'm seeing Beast vibes here! His dad is an asshole. So he's checking off my love of characters with daddy issues(relatable). And I know it was inappropriate but I love that he's trying whoo/thank clark by giving a truck(love the dorky flirty message on the card too. At least I hope clark he kept that 🙏) He really does have big Beast from beauty and the beast vibes. For however long he and Clark stay friends, I hope it gets more flirty.
Clark's Parents: I like Maratha a bit more but it's to early to tell with both. But I heard and saw stuff on tumblr about his parents. Especially his dad. I just don't like the thought of judging someone because of their parent(lex). Plus how is clark suppose to learn to control if they have him hiding all the time and not use his powers. It's very suffocating. I know they want to protect him, but it probably adds to his loneliness.
Last thing the music 🎶 🎵 on this show I love ❤ 😍. I don't know I just have a deep love for early 2000s music. Especially the calling and Lifehouse. Going to love the music. The theme song, I want to here the full version.
Anyway that's it for now. Hope I like Smallville as a whole. Let's see how many episodes/ seasons I can't get through.
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