#existentialism tw

[vulgrados-best]

The fact that so many universes on here have. Little to no variation of pokemon genuinely kind of unsettles me I'm gonna be honest.

I'm sure that sounds silly to those of you who's worlds essentially only have breed standard but. Imagine being in my shoes. So many sub species that dot the planet, so many evolutionary pathways and flourishing of life.

And it just. Doesn't exist for you guys. Conceptually that's fucking scary! It's deeply upsetting! So many subspecies that just. Don't exist. So many colors that just aren't present.

And yet! We're just one tiny speck in the spanning web of the multiverse! What the fuck!!

[benanazauce]

every time I remember that none of my faves are real i have to take a moment because like. what am I working towards if i’ll never accidentally buy a car that transforms into a giant robot and becomes my friend for life. what do you mean I’m not charlie from the 2018 bumblebee movie. is there even a future for me

[truly-quirkless]

[ @strxynekc || Liked for a panic-attack-stricken Fin.]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. No matter how they said it, no matter how much they tried to whimper- it wouldn't stop. Their hands were clutching at their head, fingers digging into their scalp. Make it stop. Everything was so far away- their chest was heaving, their heart hammering. They knew they were safe. They were home,- Yagi was upstairs, asleep- they were safe,- but their mind didn't seem to get the memo.

They inhaled sharply- hazel eyes wild as they darted around the room. Couldn't go upstairs. Didn't want to wake him. Didn't want to cause a problem. Please stop. I'm sorry. I'm SORRY. The words tumbled from their lips in fractured English, thoughts tripping into the abyss. All fake-- all fake---!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry---" Prism. Hazel. They could bug the cats- please respond to me. They didn't care if they got scratched or bitten, hands reaching for the nearest one- wrapping around Hazel as they fell to the floor, cradling her in their lap. Fat, wet tears were streaming from their eyes. "---I'm sorry I'm I'm--- I'm--sorry, sorry sorry sorry sorry...!" They hated this. They flinched, a hand digging further into their scalp. It hurt- but by God, it was real. The small feline's body, pressed against their chest, she was real. They were gasping for air, unable to find enough with each uneven breath. "I'm sorry--- I'm sorry..!" It would pass. It always passed. But right now,...Fin couldn't focus on anything but the yawning void- the nothing that made them want to sob. Please don't. Please stop.

[iruludavare]

to the muse: do you consider yourself happy with your life?

to the mun: is the muse being honest?

          "As happy as I can be,"

          "It hasn't been the smoothest or easiest journey... but I don't think I would change much. The world is safe, Lysandre is gone, Team Flare has dissolved... The Ultimate Weapon can never be used again... Floette returned to AZ because he truly showed a change of heart... and that is all I could have hoped for. I'm in a position where I can continue to keep Kalos safe. Make changes, better lives."

          "And I've accomplished my biggest dream, too— the dream I've had since I was a little girl. I am a principal at a company I've always looked up to. Danced on stages I could only have dreamt of before. I'm lucky enough to have all of my pokemon still by my side, who I love dearly and would do anything to see thrive. Xerneas is safe, and our bond is only growing stronger with each passing day."

          "So... yes, I am happy with my life."

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{ ooc. Yes, in the sense that she's being honest about being happy with the parts she specifically mentioned.

If she were to talk about every aspect of her life... obviously, she's still very much struggling with coming to terms with the fact that a) she is immortal and b) can never die, even if she ever wanted to. Which, on paper, might sound great to some... and while Serena does see some benefit to it, she is also painfully aware of the fact that she is trapped on this earth, in this mortal plane, trapped with less than a handful of others (canonically: AZ, Floette, very likely Cogita and possibly Lysandre if he's still alive under the rubble and Volo. Even including the last three, that's NOT a lot of people at all), forever. She can't escape her own existence, and she will be conscious for every moment of it. Even when everyone else has passed on. She knows this, she sees it every time she looks at AZ and every time she hears him talk.

On a lesser scale, she does have a lot of regrets surrounding the events of Geosenge Town. And while she never regrets taking up the role of a hero, there is so much she wishes could have differently. She will never be happy with herself over how many people died, were injured or otherwise impacted on that day. }

[here-comes-the-bard]

i genuinely think that among the many things that would snap this twink in half like a fucking twig the biggest would be that he is, in fact, nothing more than a puppet through which fate (read: the players and the dice) enacts its whims. imagine finding out that all of your suffering was because some asshole was like "i'm gonna put you in a Situation™" like. what do you even do. it's not like you can stop it. it's a force beyond your comprehension. even if you're aware of it there's nothing you can do. you just have the awareness that every choice you make is left up to the whims of some nerds having silly fun times or forces that are beyond even THEIR control. ttrpgs are fucked up in the way that second-person narrative is fucked up (the way i like to use it).

[withoutatrace-pkmn]

just fucking tripped over a tree root and fell flat on my face in front of my Cool New Friend Chase so now I guess I have no choice but to dissolve this universe and recreate it exactly how it was a few minutes ago

[gildead]

@aetherceuse || we love a good existential crisis on this blog

WHAT KIND OF A CREEPYPASTA PROTAGONIST DO YOU TAKE ME FOR, CLEFABLE DELACROIX AETHERCEUSE? OF COURSE I THINK ABOUT MY OWN MORTALITY EVERY MOMENT I HAVE. THAT'S LITERALLY WHAT LOST SILVER IS ENTIRELY ABOUT.

I, FOR ONE, WELCOME THE INEVITABLE HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE. WANDERING THE WORLD AS A HUSK OF MY FORMER SELF, RIPPED FROM THE COMFORT OF ETERNAL REST, IS HARDLY AN EXISTANCE. AT LEAST WHEN THE UNIVERSE CANNIBALIZES ITSELF, I CAN FINALLY EMBRACE THE NOTHINGNESS DEATH WAS SUPPOSED TO BRING.

Oh, I mean--

"I'M DEAD."

[fairymint]

{ @saevitiamsilentii }

"I want you to be proud of what you have achieved."

"............ it just hurts when all i see is what's in front of me, and bound to slip away." The trainer is curled up and quite secluded, eyes even hidden in the case of tears forming. His body shakes when they almost do, perhaps a stray actually leaking out despite the lack of sobbing, don't start.

"sometimes they can't even hold together. everybody wants to be lonely, without taking the steps not to be alone. they only have so much time." The point is dragging on, actually, avoiding the true concern...

"I try to be, I try, when it feels like I'm cheating at being alive. What kind of person can stay around a thing like me...?" It's at least said without disdain, or dehumanization, like a unicorn, but what was he, Now...?

Something between a mortal and god? Or, was that amount of power and life without death, a god anyways? It's not normal, at least.

"I have to tell them, and keep telling them forever." More or less.

[lxmitlxss]

*anon is totally not gaslighting him*

Their joke? There's nobody here

anonymous ╰┈➤ Hughes, Maes ( hugh knows who it is m!a )

" I mean I guess technically no one here exists, huh? "

[vulgrados-best]

The champion of paldea, geeta, sent children into area zero, including a few from another region. At least in my world it was made public. She’s good at what she does, politically as the champion, league chairwoman, and head of the academy, but people worry about her putting children at risk. Apparently they were champion ranked so “they could handle it” buuuut. If they hadn’t been able to I shudder to think of the international drama sending two kids from a unovan school into the hole that everyone in paldea grows up knowing not to mess with may cause.

See this would normally be disturbing but I'm realizing it's quite common for children to solve the supernatural on this website.

I've wondered how long til we are thrown headlong into it? What story will we experience? I am no fool. There is signs of the inevitable narrative that will swallow us whole. Psychics and Family Legacies. Missing Persons found at last. Strange whispers.

There is no if. There is only when.

But will I be swept aside by the tide of fate? Doomed to bash my head against the rocks to progress our journey? Or will I go with its current?

It leaves me antsy.

Do I wait for a destined fall or do I jump headlong myself?

Do I take it into my own hands in hopes of making myself relevant enough to the narrative to be allowed a part to play or do I go with what is planned for my life and pray that it is to survive?

Death or action.

And I suppose... At the end of it all... I ask:

Do I listen to what my mother told me?

Or

Do I let doubt consume me?

[grecianfilipina]

When you thought you were ready to talk about your existentialism but it was really just waiting for you to lower your guard and bring it up so it could sweep into the conscious thought department so you're one breeze, one thought, one cough away from just

[askwantsandneedsbfc]

have you ever wondered what the concept of being "alive" is? do you think you're truly "alive"?

I at the very least exist

I don't think I'm suited for this question

[cringefail-loser]

New idea for shitpost tags: "posts that started the expansion of the sun and the cosmic collapse of the universe, ending humanity as we know it"

[iruludavare]

🧬 hit him with those Deer Vibes

Pokemon vibes || Selectively accepting

🧬- Xerneas

          «No more humorous a fool has existed in this universe as you. You, who thought it just to take innocent lives and rear them under false imagery. To bring harm to all around you as bloody payment for a wounded pride. Your mere existence poisons the world around you. And for what has been its purpose? To see your little mockery of an empire every bit as fragile as your ego collapse not once but twice? Pray tell, how is it that you believe yourself to be equal to us, and yet you have failed at every opportunity? Those you attempted to control betrayed you, those who followed your every word betrayed you, and soon, you will even betray yourself,»

          «For every second you chase what only I can give, that body of yours wastes away. You are nothing more than sentient flesh. A mortal full of delusion and desperation. You think your existence one of your own creation? You exist solely because we made it so. You remain here by our choice— because we are not yet done watching you squirm from one justification of your life to another. You are nothing but the same clay you have tried to desperately to shape with hands playing to a tune of preordained false judgements. Even now, you believe that grasping immortality decrees you the triumphant, and myself the outsmarted. But you are wrong. You decide only how laughable your fall shall be. The singular choice you have, gifted to you by us, is simple: accept your fate and prove us wrong, or deteriorate for all eternity until death itself becomes a merciful fantasy none shall grant you. Pray that you might finally make the right decision, for the first time in your wretched existence.»

          «You are a pathetic experiment in life energy and spirit. And you shall rot.»

[novablisters]

about to go insane anti internet instead of posting to tumblr I’m gonna print out stickers saying weird insane shit and plastering them randomly around the city I’m going to invest in a carrier pigeon for my text messages and I’m going to get a discman to listen to music everywhere I go and print out my photos that I will take with a real camera I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE I NEED THINGS TO BE REAL AND TANGIBLE WHERE AM I??? HELP??? I hate you tiny box….. maybe I don’t want to be interconnected with everyone all the time…. I’m fucking trapped in this weird scary void get me out???? hello???? hello can you hear me????