#tw chronophobia

[very-uncorrect]

I guess the most comforting thing when having a fear of death is that it's going to happen to everyone and you can't stop it, even when you believe that nothing comes after it (like me), because you're not alone in having to deal with it, as it's the inevitable fate for all people who did, do, and will exist

[cartoonscientist]

just GERD things: when eating even a single piece of fruit or slice of bread makes you need to steel your body like a competitive eater for an hour afterwards so you try to research small, high calorie meals so you can limit the pain and inconvenience but for some reason google just assumes you’re either in the early stages of dying or have temporary gastrointestinal distress so even though you include terms like “gastrointestinal disorder” or “small stomach” or even “bariatric surgery” out of desperation they just give you results like “your illness will only last a few days, so you can focus on light, soothing snacks like plain broth and crackers without needing to worry about getting enough calories” or “try to comfort your loved one and offer them very small portions of beloved foods like ice cream or chocolate; remember, they most likely won’t be around long enough to suffer from poor nutrition”

[minitt-personal]

ever feel like the recent couple years were 5 years ago yet what was actually 5+ years ago feels like yesterday?

[floortile34]

every moment is misery. the passage of time overwhelms me. watches grafted into my skin, a cacophony of ticking washing over me for the little fragile moments i exist

[flesh-andsoul]

I miss the days when the time was never ending

[box-of-mushrooms]

I’m just an idiot kid! That’s all I’ll ever be!

LOVE ME LOVE ME LOVE ME

Because I can’t love myself!

BREAK MY FREAKING BODY

MAKE IT STOP GROWING UP

I wanna spend my 17th birthday

with a stuffed animal in the sky

but I might mess up

and spend it in a hospital bed

I HAVE TWO YEARS

IT MIGHT BE HELL FOR YOU

if you replayed this year forever

and ever

and ever

but be glad I guess

Because you get to be happy

and I get to watch

Everything fall apart

year after year

I’m just an idiot kid

but I’m not dumb

I know what hell looks like

it looks like balloons

That spell out “GRADUATION”

I know what hell looks like

and soon I’ll look like it too

I should’ve finished the job

when I had the chance

[lisadelise]

Thank you for the mention @lorabeyc and @aliyaaaepel3 Sorry That I responded late to this 😭

✯Eliena Madeliena De Vil ☾

First name: Eliena 

Last name: De Vil 

Name Origins: Italian, Spanish Origins, and it means “torch” or “Light”. 

Date of Birth: 22 August 

Age: 33 Y.Ob

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual. 

Siblings: None.

Zodiac: Leo 

Species: Human, Mage. 

Skin colour: White skin colour. 

Body: Slim and curvy. 

Hair colour: Red. 

Eyes colour: Blue. 

Phobias: 

Fear of rejection. 

Algophobia (fear of pain) 

Chronophobia ( fear of running out of time) 

Fear of being letdown. 

Fear of abandonment. 

Fear of losing her loved ones. 

Love: 

Love witchy stuff.

Witchy aesthetic.

dancing.

Singing. 

Chocolates.

Lover of Darkness

Darkness.

Magic.

Practicing Magic.

Playing with her black shuck Red. 

Love of helping.

Loves to use her magic.

Loves blood magic.

Loves the colour red. 

Loves cottages and anything related to them. 

Loves the forest.

Loves to cook.

Loves to clean. 

Loves to draw sometimes. 

Dislikes: 

Abusive parents

Abusive people.

Evil people.

Criminals.

Mythical creatures. 

Demons.

Monsters.

Sexists.

Racists.

Mocking Religion. 

Bullying others.

Backstabbers.

Hates Mages/sorcerers to the core. 

Hates Snow and Winter. 

Bigots.

Using religion for one’s benefit. 

Her friends and loved ones are in danger. 

Wars.

Conflicts.

Famine.

Hatred.

Crimes.

Injustice. 

Using magic for evil goals. 

Speed: 9/10.

Agility: 9/10.

Intelligence: 9/10.

Strength: 9/10.

Stamina: 10/10.

Stealth: 9/10.

Cooperation: 7/10.

Durability: 8.5/10.

Reflexes: 9/10.

Flexibility: 8.5/10.

Instincts: 8/10.

Family: 

Unnamed mother (deceased)

Unnamed father (Deceased)

Malphas Husband)

Allen (older son)

Melina (younger daughter)

Friends and Allies: 

Aliyaa Aepel @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Arouj Roman @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Hadi Aepel @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Selviya Levsloky @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Eevie Al’shayle @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Derek Monrik @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Selena Thatcher @lorabeyc OC

Mona @melissalix

Mila. @mollyb9

Sarah. @alexapenz

Lana. @noelle9 OC

Sailor Mona. @monapome OC

Jayce Nilson. @kyd35 OC

Donovan. @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Cobra Eye. @aliyaaaepel3 OC

Nitara 

Skarlet. 

Not Friends or Allies. 

Johnny Cage

Sonya blade

Jax Briggs

Jacqui Briggs

Cassie Cage

Kuai Liang/Subzero 

Hanzo Hasashi/Scorpion

Takeda Takahashi

Kenshi Takahashi. 

Jade.

Kitana.

Erron Black.

Sindel.

Li Mei.

Shujinko.

Geras. 

Taven.

Daegon.

Goro.

Sheeva.

Kintaro. 

Hydro.

Smoke.

Sareena.

Cyrax.

Baraka.

Enemies: 

Mileena.

Tanya.

Rain. 

Shang Tsung.

Shao Kahn. 

Quan Chi.

Kollector. 

Cetrion.

Kronika.

Shinnok.

Kotal Kahn. 

Oshh-tekk Guards. 

Abilities: 

Draining-Magic

Blood Magic. 

Chaos Magic 

Darkness healing. 

Darkness

Extreme awareness. 

Levitation 

Spell-casting.

Abilities of a witch.

Darkness blessings. 

Power augmentation spell.

Teleportation.

Telepathic. 

Clairvoyance. 

Telekinesis.

Dowsing.

High intuition.

Superhuman abilities. 

Astral projections 

Portal conjuring.

Dark arts of magic

Spiritual Leeching

Power/Magic absorption. 

Aura absorption.

Dream Manipulation 

Mana manipulation. 

Chlorokinesis

Shapeshifter.  

Mind control. 

Binding/immobilization.

Dark Matter manipulation 

Aura manipulation 

Memory transferal. 

Knowledge erasure. 

Madness magic

Perfect Healing factor.

Health regeneration.

Power regeneration.

Spell casting and curse casting. 

Forbidden knowledge.

Darkness empowerment

Sacred Darkness

Shadow camouflage:

Powers of absolute darkness. 

personality TW: Mentioning of Abuse and Past Trauma

Eliena is a Calm and relaxed Woman, she treats people with respect as they do the same, if not, she will simply disrespect them and show them how a witch deal with her enemies, she healed from her PTSD and Past Trauma, She healed from abuse and she doesn’t wish it on anyone, after all she is a victim to what happend to her, she is and still the good woman.

And that’s all of Eliena The red witch. 

Selena Thatcher, My OC 🌊🌊

Selena Maeve Thatcher (or Just Selena) 

First Name: Selena

Last name: Thatcher ( Her Earth family name) 

Name Origins: Greek Origin, Goddess Of the moon, From Selene Goddess of moon 🌕

Date of birth: 15 June 

Age: 38 Y.O

Gender: Female 

Siblings: Morgana (younger sister) 

Sexuality: Heterosexual. 

Zodiac: Gemini. 

Species: Embophidian, Hydromancer. 

Skin colour: Medium

Body type: Slim woman, Slender too. 

Phobias: Thanatophobia (fear of losing someone you care about) 

FOMO: Fear of missing out.

Ambiguphobia: fear of being misunderstood. 

Arachnophobia: Fear of spiders. 

Fear of Water being polluted or dirty. 

Phillias: 

Thalassophile: lover of the sea. 

Aquaphilia: Lover of water 

Lover of quietness (sadly that has no term) 

Lover of Aquariums. 

Lover of sea-creatures. 

Caeruleaphile: lover of blue colour. 

Porphyrophile: lover of purple colour. 

Hair colour: Pink.

Eye colour: deep Blue.

Current location: Moirvdonne, UK.  

Face claims: Noami Scott.

VA: Esmé Bianco, (The VA of Eclipsta in svfoe)

Alignment: Good.

Status: Alive.

Affiliation: 

FBI. 

Moirvdonne Police, Sheriff. 

Wartb Gang. 

Likes:

Singing.

Dancing.

Cooking.

Drawing.

playing chess set

watching TV

reading a book.

Mediating in water.

Casual clothes, Grunge too. 

Water aesthetics, sea aesthetics, and such.

Children.

Fighting crimes.

Helping others.

Healing others.

Stand and fight for justice. 

Friends and family.

Coffee.

Nature.

Sea.

Water, everything that is water-form.

Loving, compassionate, Understanding, and helpful if others need her. 

Loves  to play Video games with Selviya.

Loves to Learn Magic with Aliyaa. 

Glamours gowns.

Glamours tiaras. 

Sushi, Pesto Pasta.

 

Dislikes: 

Evil-doers

Killers/murderers

sexists.

Racist.

Bigots.

Using religion for one’s profit. 

Bad manners.

Evil.

Backstabbing.

Hates Slither to the core.

Hates autumn. 

Her friends and loved ones getting harmed or killed.

When someone is rude.

Conflicts.

Wars.

Crimes.

Hatred.

using magic for evil purposes.

She is quick to anger and she hates it. 

Hates bobba tea, don’t ask her why. 🤫

Speed: 9.5/10.

Agility: 10/10.

Intelligence: 9/10.

Strength: 10/10.

Stamina 9/10.

Stealth: 10/10.

Cooperation: 10/10.

Durability: 10/10.

Flexibility: 10/10.

Reflexes: 10/10.

Instincts: 10/10.

Family: 

Kung Lao (Alive).

Thomas Lao Older son (Alive).

Layla Lao's second child (Alive).

Friends and Allies:

Aliyaa Aepel @aliyaaaepel3

Selviya Levsloky @aliyaaaepel3

Scylla Aepel @aliyaaaepel3

Arouj Roman @aliyaaaepel3

Hadi Aepel @aliyaaaepel3

Derek Monrik @aliyaaaepel3

Eveie Al’shayle. @aliyaaaepel3

Layla Buyunii. @aliyaaaepel3

Sailor Mona. @monapome

Jayce Nilson @kyd35

Sphinx. @aliyaaaepel3

Sarah @alexapenz

Heynois. @aliyaaaepel3

Mila. @mollyb9

Molly. @melissalix

Lana. @noelle9

Eliena De Vil. @lisadelise

William Mo’lain (Mayor of Moirvdonne) 

Cecila Smith. 

Anthony Mccbride. 

Cassie Cage.

Johnny Cage.

Sonya blade.

Jacqui Briggs.

Jax Briggs.

Kuai Liang.

Kung Lao (Husband). 

Smoke.

Liu Kang.

Cyrax.

Takeda Takahashi

Hydro (Malibu Comic Character 😭) 

Not Friends or enemies: 

Kitana.

Jade.

Sindel.

Scorpion/ Hanzo Hasashi.

Fujin.

Raiden.

Sheeva.

Goro.

Kintaro.

Kung Jin.

Shujinko.

Frost.

Geras.

Baraka

The Oshh-tek Guards

The Kahn-Guards. 

Enemies: 

Rain (Arch-enemy, In MK)

Silther (Arch-enemy, In Moirvdonne)

Mileena

Tanya

Shao Kahn

Kotal Kahn

Erron Black

Kabal

Skarlet

Kano 

Shang Tsung

Cetrion

Kronika 

Shinnok 

D’Vorah 

Kollector

In relationship with Kung Lao. 

Status: Married to Kung Lao (Canon, Because I Said So 🫸) 

Powers: 

Hydrogenic.

Wave manipulation.

Water manipulation. 

Hydrokinesis.

Water generation. 

Water detection.

Water purification. 

Whirlpool generation. 

Water absorption.

Can control Water and Sea, If she is angry the sea is becoming rough and angry too like her. 

She caused a horrible Tsunami once because she was angry and she is still regretting this. 

Levitation, (Can fly only in her magical girl form) 

She can easily heal people, any type of illness, and damage. 

She is very skilled in Muay Thai and Judo. 

Has magical girl abilities

She is a very strong and skilled Hydromancer, that’s why Rain is after her. 

Create whips out of the water and they are dangerously sharp. 

Creates Storm blades too.

magical girl outfit:

 

Personality: 

Selena is nice to people who are nice to her, she helps anyone in need, she is generous, and kind, she is very monstrous when it comes to fighting, she is humble, loving, and understanding of others, she is a stylish woman, she likes etiquette too. And a huge consumer of coffee ☕️. 

Finally, it took from me forever to finish this! That’s all of Selena Thatcher 🌊

@aliyaaaepel3 @lisadelise @melissalix @alexapenz @noelle9 @loryeenb @monapome @florafoom @kyd35 @kuaifan

[the-psydelicrainbow-kinhelpcafe]

OH, IS IT YOUR BIRTHDAY? Why didn't WE know about this? uwu! WE CONGRATULATE YOU AND WISH YOU ONLY THE BEST! your kin stuff is very beautiful and we want you to be happy despite all the difficulties in ur life! 😭❤️ — Mod GIR and Tails! 💫💓

AAAAAAAA THANK YOU SOSO MUCH FOR THE KIND BIRTHDAY WISHES MY GOOD FRIENDS!!! I know I said I wouldn't post today but I just wanted to respond to this wonderful message!

Thank you and have a great day!!

-Mod Hobbes🌈 (Shift: Minky Momo💝🌈 + Boss🌻🐹 + Howdy🍎🐹)

[awrfhiphil]

Beating out of Every Time

Summary: Phil spirals into an anxiety attack, but he will be okay.

Tags: Anxiety Attack, Chronophobia, Reality, Hurt/Comfort

Rating: T

Word Count: 1k

Phil must be out the door in twenty minutes. It gives him ten to finish getting himself ready and then another ten to get his stuff together for the meeting and breathe. Breathe. Then, twenty minutes from now, their Uber will come. The app says the drive will take twenty minutes, which if that is true, it will give them fifteen minutes to spare: either fifteen for the possibility of hitting sudden traffic or fifteen to be early and breathe. Or both and Breathe. Now the clock on the bedside table behind him says nineteen minutes, but Phil is standing in front of the wardrobe, which gives him only less than nine minutes to pick out a shirt. 

This is why he always wears black jeans. 

Phil’s wardrobe is going to kill him. He’s going to fall into it, and it will kill him. Dan is running late, and because Dan is running late, Dan won’t notice that the wardrobe consumed Phil. Then, they’ll definitely be late. Or they’ll miss the meeting all together. The wardrobe ate Phil or is eating Phil or is eyeing Phil or is

“Here. Phil, wear this.” 

Dan puts a hand on his shoulder and reaches into the wardrobe. Why doesn’t the wardrobe bite him? Why is Dan impervious to time, unlike Phil?

For Dan, it’s a second’s choice.

Time strings Dan along and not Phil, and Phil is lying on the floor bleeding out, as time is coming up against him like it does in a video game: the invisible wall pushing him forward into the level, into the unforeseeable doom that Phil cannot control. Dan can fly.

Phil is standing stuck. Shirt.

He looks at his hand. Is this too casual? Too smart? The pattern of the shirt intermingles in front of his eyes.

Put it on just breathe put it on just breathe.

He throws it over his head quickly, and now his hair is messed up so he’ll have to fix it again. Phil swings his head around. Five minutes. 

Fix your fucking hair. Phil, fix your fucking hair.

Dan’s standing in front of the full-length mirror casually. Flirtatiously. Dan pushes back his hair one more time, as is if courting Time instead of Phil. Dan has dated Time for twenty-seven long, promiscuous years while Phil only for nine. Phil’s the spooked cat, but Time stares back at Dan. Time pushes His hair back in response to Dan’s gesture. An affair for nine years. Delayed. Careless. Borderline Reckless. All the time in the world for Dan. None for Phil, and Phil’s known Time longer. He trips him and turns up His nose to him because Phil can’t flirt—the blonde-haired girls from his primary school years know that. Time controls that. Time knows that, and Time makes him suffocate, as He flirts with Phil’s person. Phil’s Dan, not His Dan. Phil’s left spinning. 

Phil’s Dan.

Their phones buzz in synch, placed together to the left of the clock on the bedside table, parallel to each other and charging. Ready to Go. Prepped and Connected. Dan and Not Phil. Dan was the one who placed their phones like that, neatly and orderly, last night before they went to bed. Phil can’t do that either.

His Dan takes one long-lasting gaze at Him, and Dan leaves the mirror to walk over to the clock and pick up his phone to type. Phil’s Dan then puts it to his ear.

Phil looks in the mirror with Dan gone, and everything in the reflection is ahead. A head. Fix your fucking hair. He pushes back his quiff, but it looks wrong, falls wrong. He can hear Dan behind him.

Behind him. So, if Dan’s behind him, where’s Time? 

How many minutes? Phil turns around, and knocks right into him. 

Him being Dan, not Him. Not Time. 

He can’t fucking see? But Dan’s now in front of him, staring at him. Phil can’t see Dan’s face, and his heart is beating faster than the seconds—now ahead of time. Too fast for time. Without Time, without bearing. 

His chest is caving inwards, inverted without time. Behind then ahead, never between. Dan is still there, somewhere, and Dan can flirt with Time—so Time must be somewhere. 

Phil feels hands drag him onto the bed somewhere and sits him down on the duvet, which curves underneath him, supporting him. Dan is rubbing his back while also holding his hand. He can head His Dan’s voice.

“Phil? Phil, I want you to breathe. I know you can do that.”

Dan brings Phil’s hand to Dan’s chest.

“Follow my breathing.”

So, they sit there.

And Phil forgets the clocks.

After a period of breathing, of Dan bringing him to exist between, in the present, Dan speaks again.

“The meeting is canceled because something came up at the BBC, and Marianne is going to reschedule for us. She’ll let us know by either this evening or by tomorrow morning what the deal is. Everything is fine. We can just sit.”

Phil nods ones, looking forward. Still trying to breathe. 

Dan brings him back to lie on the pillows, shuffling together to the top of the bed.

He can see a little better now that his eyes are attached to his brain and his brain to his train of thought. 

Phil takes a breath, “I don’t know what happened.” Keep breathing. 

“Do you want to try to tell me?”

Phil looks at Dan for the first time in an hour. His head is still spinning, but his chest is loosening so he’ll be okay. 

“I woke up kind of off today, but I didn’t really think it was going to amount to anything until I started freaking out about being late, even when we weren’t going to be late. It’s stupid.”

“You know anxiety isn’t rational, Phil.”

‘Yeah.” Phil takes leans into Dan, onto his chest to hear his heartbeat. “Can we take a nap? I’m exhausted.”

“Of course.” 

Dan pulls the covers over them both, and Phil listens to Dan’s heart slow from beating in time to something time can’t even touch or try to touch. The moment is theirs.

[takeyourhands]

warning: possible chronophobia trigger, mention of suicide and suicidal thoughts

hi. i've been within the self ship community for going on three years now, but have been self shipping for much longer. i'm 16 (in a couple months i'll be 17), and i'd like to ask the adults within the community a question, especially those who have been shippinb since they themselves were minors.

many of my f/o's are around my age, and most of them i've been shipping with for a very, very long time. i have severe chronophobia, and thus am hyper aware of the passage of time and the fact that i will not be a minor forever, and that my f/o's will not age with me.

i feel real, genuine love for my romantic f/o's, and deeply fear the idea that i will ever have to let them go because i'm growing older. i do not believe i could simply "change" the feelings i have for them, or get rid of them. and on multiple, frequent occasions, i have considered killing myself when i turn 18 so that i don't have to say goodbye. i've resolved that, for f/o's i've had for a long time, i will not stop shipping with them, because they are just too important to me. but i often wonderful if thats the "right" decision, or if i'm just,,,,, awful.

this is a question i've tried to ask a few times before, but i was either ignored, or i felt like i wasnt properly given the explanation and guidance i needed. sometimes i got so afraid of backlash or harassment that i just stayed quiet all together.

so.

in a situation like mine, what do i do?

[sor3d33r]

Do you remember those nights? I know they were always blurry for both of us but i want them back

[doomspire]

the sad problem with being born in 2006/2007 is that 14 year old = 9th grade. 13 year old = 8th grade. If even numbers are kind of ugly and cringe then it sucks both ways. I would give the edge to 14 year olds because 9th grade has a nice name for it (fresh men) but 14 year old is forever and you have to say it for a year, but you dont have to say your in 8th grade

[wazzuppy]

no one actually looks forward to their birthday bc of what its abt, we just want the gifts. i would know im horribly chronophobic

[handweavers]

~

i haven't felt this sad since i was a kid. just compounded sadness upon sadness. i don't cry easily it's something i struggle with especially as i get older but i just keep weeping like a baby for everyone who isn't here with me anymore, so many people whose love i will never receive again. so many people who will forever linger just out of sight, hovering at the edges of my vision. the sound of my mom wailing in grief is as familiar to me as the sound of her laugh, and she is known for her laugh. she told me today that two of her three best friends have been taken from her now, and i'm the only one left. she told me that he was probably the last man she'll ever love like that. death changes you every time you experience it but i can tell that this has changed her fundamentally, that there will always be a distinct 'before' and 'after' the way there was when my nanny passed all those years ago. i think i've been changed again in a small but fundamental way as well, although i can't articulate how yet. i think of all i've been through and i feel so old and weary, threadbare. but i'm impressed with myself, because despite all of this i'm still wholly convinced that it is a good thing to be alive and there is much to live for, and that hasn't wavered at all the way previous losses utterly demolished my will to life. if anything this has hardened my resolve, somehow. i don't have much time here, and i'm dedicated to making the most of it.

[crystalwhippedbubblegum]

As someone with Chronophobia, living in the present is the only thing that keeps me calm.

If I think about the past: All my past mistakes come flooding in, completely freaking me out (I end up crying over them). I start remembering people I haven't spoken to in over 10 years and start yearning to an obsessive degree (I can't move on for several days). I become hyper-aware of how much time as passed and how little I've done/how little I've achieved, which causes extreme self depreciation. I panic when I become aware of the fact that the time seems to move in the blink of an eye and I can do nothing to stop it.

If I think about the future (2+ years): I begin to worry about the state of my relationships with people like friends and family (will they move on, will I move on). I become hyper-aware of the state of my current situation (I can't drive, I don't work, I fear living on my own) and start to think of myself as a failure. I end up sending myself into a downward spiral where thinking months from today leads to a few years which leads to my 40/50/60s leads to being old to dying. Where I end up hyperventilating in a corner on the verge of tears because times suddenly feels like it's moving super fast and I can't control it.

Many things can trigger a fear driven attack. Remembering an event that happened in elementary. Thinking of friends I haven't seen in years. Thinking of having kids. Being asked about goals for the future. Things like that.

As long as I only think of the present or at the very most a week in the past or future, I'm fine. But once I think of time in terms of months or years, that's when my fear kicks in.

[box-of-mushrooms]

A traumacore edit. I am still learning these…