I personally think that Kikyo would absolutely be thrilled that Illumi found himself a man he wants to marry as strong, handsome and fit to be Zoldyck as Hisoka.
Hisoka is strong enough to be considered an equal to a zoldyck, which means strength is no problem for him. And I don't know about you but the way he assassinated that terradin man that was threatening to reveal illumis identity at the end of the election arc? CHEFS. KISS. THATS A WHOLE ZOLDYCK WIFE RIGHT THERE. And Hisoka is a certain type of fucked up enough to be a Zoldyck, even if he is... mmm.. self aware. Even if he himself thinks zoldycks are a special kind of fucked up. He'd fit.
I always see people make silva and kikyo disagree with illumi marrying hisoka but i soooo heavily disagree. Like what is there NOT to be proud of in Illumi's marriage choice. There is not a single other character IN THE ENTIRE ANIME fit to be Zoldyck than Hisoka Morow and I will fight people on that.
Something a lot of people also don't realize is that the Zoldycks are not a family that discriminates in the slightest (this is a whole discussion on its own but examples are how Kikyo is from meteor city, the butlers are taken from anywhere as long as they have the skill to work and one of the people who attacked kukuroo mountain to hunt the zoldycks now works for them instead. The zoldycks didnt hesitate to hire that mf they fr dont gaf lmfao)
there are soooooooo many misconceptions about the zoldycks in general and i think thats what aids the whole "the zoldycks would HATE hisoka" thing but like. nah. they wouldnt.
I also think about how Kikyo found Silva at such a young age. I bet she was constantly nagging Illumi and asking when he'd get a partner himself. Now he's got it, Millukiiii ITS YOOOURRR TURRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!
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i'm gonna say something that's going to make lots of people mad at me....... but i'm going to say it because i feel right in saying it..... when i think about sweet nothing potentially being taylor singing about her mother.... i wanna cry a whole lot cuz "I found myself a-running home" the one person her whole life who she's been able to run away to and "you're in the kitchen humming" as nothing is more comforting than hearing the familiarity of your mom in the kitchen making you a home cooked meal and "On the way home. I wrote a poem. You say, "What a mind" This happens all the time." like her mom was always her number one supporter, her first fan even and the wistful pause in the lyrics thinking back and that despite all the years, her mom is still amazed to this day at what her daughter can do and then "to you i can admit i'm too soft for all of it" as your mom is always the person you can be weak and vulnerable with, no matter what, and she'll let you and protect you. i just... yeah i think that makes the song soooooooooooooo much more beautiful. excuse me for a second i gotta go call my mom before i cry.
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I guess the reason I don't like talking about my day at work that much currently is that, invariably, when I'm at the dinner table and I get asked how my day was, my sister lectures me or provokes me saying "So have you talked to admissions about going back to school" and I'm just like trying to ease away from that, because I could use less people staring at me from across the dinner table utterly disappointed in me
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So I’m like not great with time?? All my days blend together in a big blob I’m not great at processing it which is why I’m terrible at things like cleaning my room and also eating.
Unfortunately I’m also incredibly arachnophobic like a tiny money spider has me launched into a panic attack as I uncontrollably attack my own skin.
And unfortunately I still live with my parents. How this all ties together? Don’t worry I’m getting there.
Anyways this massive fuck off thing was sat down on my bedroom floor, right next to me. For what could have been forever I was sat curling my hair for tomorrow feeling great. Who knows how long this massive (and I mean that giant spider bug thing from goblet of fire looking ass thing) is just right by me. That’s what scares me the most cuz idk how fucking long it’s been there. And it’s standing right above a hole in my fucking carpet so it could have come from the fucking floor boards I might have a GIANT SPIDER INFESTATION.
Not the point anyways I burn my hand on my curler promptly place it down and get the FUCK out. Knowing I’ll have to wake my very unsupportive parents up at fucking midnight on a Sunday evening.
Last time I had a panic attack like this over a spider (that wasn’t even half this fuckers size) my mum yelled at me for disrupting the whole family and being selfish, so I did my best to compose myself (I couldn’t) and not scream this time or attack myself (vaguely achieved) told them it was genuinely huge and promptly ran the FUCK downstairs.
Anyways they whisper yell at me regardless but still got it out for me.
And whilst still- mid panic attack my mum decides this is a perfect time for a lecture on my fucking room
MY FUCKING ROOM. By reminding me “spiders love messy rooms because they can hide easier in it” HOW THE FU K AM I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP REBECCA
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