#emotionless

[schizoid-hikikomori]

There is a fascination people have with emotional unavailability and it's usually to everyone's detriment.

Someone who is not as outwardly expressive as expected, who is withdrawn and not really forthcoming with information, creates a sense of mystery for people. And like any mystery, people want to solve it. And when it comes to someone labelled as "mysterious", people feel a sense of obligation to "solve" that mystery—either to get to know them, to find a way to change them, perceivably "fixing" them, or something similar.

For schizoid individuals, it creates this sense of unwanted attention from people who cannot be satisfied with receiving nothing. At first impression, it's all about the fantasy—look at this stoic person who doesn't pay attention to anyone or care about anyone, imagine if they made an exception for me, imagine if I could get to see their "true" self.

You're not going to get this from a schizoid individual. This is a fantasy you're projecting onto them—that they're something special, something to be saved or explored. Don't expect an emotional response from someone who's frequently emotionally dissociated, it's not going to end up well for either of you.

And it's so common for schizoids to see themselves as not possessing any sense of personality, to be filled with a void. To try to dig deeper against what they're willing to show you, it's violating and can be perceived as controlling or exploitative, which can cause further withdrawal.

I do not speak for all schizoids, but I do speak for myself when I say to not try and make us into something different.

You will be disillusioned and frustrated when the emotionless person is emotionless.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Killer Sans be like *cries his eyes out* this is fine *trembles uncontrollably in unimaginable agony* I literally do not feel anything *chokes on dt* this doesn’t mean anything *curls up in a ball and whimpers pathetically* I am emotionless no really u do not understand *gasping for air as his soul switches into stage 1* this isn’t me I promise *uncontrollably shakes* its just the body

[malfiora]

So sacrifice your favorite son. The fall of man has now begun.

[meywanya-hikayami]

Naruto OC Introduction ✨

Sora

This handsome is an emotionless shinobi of the Hikayami Clan who thinks and acts purely based on logic. He follows orders without hesitation and prioritizes the mission above all else. For reasons likely rooted in bloodline inheritance, he is unconditionally loyal to Meywanya and follows her like a shadow.

With his pale red eyes and white-blond hair, he appears cold and distant—a tool of the clan that never questions, only executes. If he ever expresses preferences or dislikes, they stem solely from considerations of what is most effective for strength and success. Together with Meywanya, Yuka, and Hasu, he forms Team Mey.

Why Sora can’t feel emotions—and whether he might one day be able to—is a question that lies at the heart of his story. If you're curious to learn more about his past and see how his path unfolds, feel free to dive into my fanfiction Jiyu no Kaze. ✨

[mydarkawaits]

I buried sadness in a hole inside me until I reached the point where I didn't know what I felt..

[infiniteinklings]

[whatonearthisgoingon]

So doubt this is popular at all, because I've seen nothing with it, but practically emotionless Sirius.

"Aaro, What are you thinking? Sirius is the most dramatic and emotional little shit you'll ever meet." But what if he's not. What if it's all fake and a mask.

It's not even a "oh I am trying to manipulate people and make everyone love me because I love the attention" mask. He just notices what other people do to fit in, and observes what people enjoy, and mimics it.

I love the idea of him being a very emotional and loving child, but that being beaten out of him, to the point he struggles to feel real emotions anymore; it is very rare for him to actually feel an emotion other than numbness, but you could never tell with how he acts.

Despite how depressing his home situation was, he had to act happy there, especially for parties and dances with other prominent Pureblood Families. So he learnt how to fake the emotions he essentially no longer felt, pretty early. His act is pretty easily done at Hogwarts too, as he now has a perfect example to copy, in James, his now best friend.

However, after years at Hogwarts and less time with his family, Sirius begins to feel things again, even if it is still small.

The lighter that lit his candle again? James. James was the carefree ball of sunlight and energy. He always listened, always cared, and always did everything he could to try and make Sirius feel real emotions. And the amount of effort eventually paid off.

It was a very long process of healing, but after a lot of separation from his family, moving to the Potters, the support and care from the Marauders, and more, by the time he's graduated, he can actually feel true emotions again; the world was no longer numb.

Sirius is a burning candle. The smiles are no longer fake, the laughter over jokes is real, the happiness when seeing someone is more than a practiced reaction. And he burns bright with all of his found-family.

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But then, candle after candle is snuffed out. First it was James and Lily. Then it was Peter. Then Sirius was dragged away, locked into an emotion numbing prison, for a crime he did not commit. His true emotions were gone once again, the candle snuffed out.

But, just like he was as a child, he smiled, he laughed, he chatted with people. He seemed so normal and sane; the prison staff that visited once a week were creeped out by his "happiness" despite being in the worst prison in the world, the other prisoners hated him because he was not suffering like they were.

But he was suffering for over a decade. The candle of real emotion long flickered out. Now it was just a matter of time until his brain went so insane it could no longer preform on it's childhood learnt instincts.

But then one day, as a newspaper dropped into his cell, he saw a face..

The flame, although weak, flickered to life again..

[inkmuppet]

finally decided to remake my boy ink. only got Outer and Dream to rework left. god knows i won't do outer LMAO

Created: 03/02/2025

[theknucklehead]

Here are some female characters known for being blank faced/expressionless.

I don't really know what it is I like about these types of characters, maybe it's because they remind me of myself usually.

[p-rainybee]

I just want you to feel something

No, I don't want you to heal

'Cause for me, it was real

At least, for me, it was real pain

[schizoid-hikikomori]

So much of the human experience is defined by how we react to things, even if we don't consciously think about it.

People like to define "humanity" as the emotions/empathy/sympathy/love you feel. Anhedonia and apathy combined with alexithymia is considered inhuman. No ordinary person would know this terminology, but when they see it in people, they consider it a "wrong" or "strange" or "inhuman" way to exist.

People might just assume you're depressed if you're not enjoying anything you're doing, or if you're unresponsive in a social situation. But when it comes to something dramatic, like a societal tragedy or a relationship issue or a death or something similar, if you don't react in the way you're expected to, you're judged.

These judgements could be in good faith, maybe they assume that you're in shock and you don't know how to react. But others will assume you're heartless and don't care at all. It depends on who you're with and how you navigate the situation overall, how your reaction will impact their reactions.

Beyond the surface level, it's also the little things, how you react to birthdays, holidays, marriages, pregnancies, medical events, children, elders, etc. We are a society highly defined by interaction with other people. When you don't interact as expected within your respective culture, you're looked at like something other.

I know what it's like to feel things, at least, I have some sort of memory of enjoying things and feeling strong emotions, but they feel so much like a distant memory far beneath the ocean's surface—muffled, colorless, far away, unreachable. Thinking back on memories don't trigger emotions for me anymore. Despite this, there's still things I don't like talking about, but that I can remember without triggering those traumatic feelings.

I'm sure the change seems drastic to people who've known me since I was a child. Or they didn't notice, which seems to be about right. I became so good at keeping things internal that there's so many things I haven't described even to my mother about my childhood, where she thought I was doing perfectly fine in the messes that were going on.

I started feeling like I was dying at the start of high school and that feeling never left. I feel like I've decayed and I've become something inhuman.

(Photo from the other night.)

Imagery like this was always something I connected with even as a child. Dark hallways, bare tree branches twisting up into the sky like twisted little things, dark churches (which I owe to having grandparents working at a historical church), dead forests, cemeteries, and other gothic imagery.

Now, it portrays the things inside of me that are difficult to verbalize. I do it in my artwork, I do it in my writing.

Even though my novellas are all very different stories, they contain very similar details, relating to an often cynical and unlikable protagonist, themes of bodily identity, neglect of self care, and how we appear to others. As for my art, I don't really like explaining it, especially my art that's unrelated to any of my stories. Writing artist statements for gallery showings and suchlike things has always been dreadful. I'd rather it just speak for itself.

So in the end, I consider myself something inhuman. It is not something I reject or am ashamed of, for I've lost my ability to feel shame. There's no reason to deny the truth.

[darkpsychprincess]

rose petals in my mouth

red flags in my eyes

love me wrong

and I’ll haunt you right

Darkpsychprincess

[itgirlmaterial]

[designationpending]

The rare few times I cry, it seems more like dry heaving than crying. Something hollow stuck inside my chest that won't come up with my quiet gasps, but I can't bring myself to make any noise, to properly sob, not since I was a little, little kid. Coughing, gagging-- it's more similar to that than crying. Vapid, listless gestures that go nowhere, express nothing, relieve nothing.

[joyfulghostskeletonpizza]

so, just saw the two prime ministerial candidates reacting to the pope's death on tv

one, our current PM, was sincere & eloquent & showed genuine emotion.

the other...wasn't capable of it. dead eyed emotionless sociopath.

[mooshymooshroom]

Im getting so tired of either feeling waaayyy too much or nothing at all.