#little by little | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

casuallydyinginthecorner · 1 year

Text

Just because your body isn't where you want it to be doesn't mean you shouldn't take care of it

#treat your body decently #eat some fruits and vegetables #don't punish yourself b/c you're not where you want to be #little by little #one day at a time #progress looks different for everyone and if that means going backwards by accident that's okay it happens #if you're aware of it that's one step closer to where you want to be #body positivity #body liberation #glitter speaks

2K notes · View notes

gqandw · 2 months

Text

#gqandw #quotes #qotd #life quote #be kind #little by little #e russell

97 notes · View notes

socialbutterfly19 · 11 days

Text

What I want most is to be the best for me

#determined #everyday challenges #body goals #little by little #stay focused

59 notes · View notes

wonderful-bellies · 5 months

Text

Hey it's not much but it's something, have a messy lil Jay doodle!

#trying to draw more regularly starting with traditional sketchies #little by little #Jaden #my art

50 notes · View notes

koostarcandy · 2 years

Text

little by little, my days are filled with you - jungkook x reader ♡

jungkook doesn't know how, but little by little, step by step, your traces are stained oh-so-beautifully all over his penthouse. the pairs of shoes neatly lined up next to his and your favourite puffer jacket next to his favourite long coat. it makes his heart swell at the simple domesticity, something he's been craving and searching for a very long time. he greets bam, who was waiting patiently by the door. you peek your head out the kitchen, excitedly waving at him, beckoning at him eagerly to come see what you whipped up for dinner. he gladly takes up the offer, elated to be back home with you.

you finished work early today and immediately went to your favourite place, your boyfriend's penthouse. you rush back home to find bam sitting calmly like the gentleman he is, waiting for his parents to come home. he all but is over the moon at your presence, nosing you till you feed him his favourite snack and you lovingly rub his back while you see him devour his food. he goes back to the door, sitting on his paws, waiting for his father. you roll up your sleeves and take whatever time you have left to make a simple yet hearty meal. you found a simple recipe for chicken alfredo, finally having a reason to use the sudden influx of chicken breasts in the fridge. jungkook insisted he needed them for his diet, even though you could see he was slowly starting to detest them.

after making the pasta sauce and letting the spaghetti cook, you fix up the living room, making the mattress in the middle inviting enough for the both of you. setting up your favourite pillows and blankets, you set a bottle of pillow mist, a latest obsession of yours. it lulls you to sleep quickly, sometimes finding jungkook's face buried in your pillow, sinewy arms wrapped around you. rushing back to check on the pasta, you mix it up with the sauce, plating it with the chicken. bam's excited barks and jungkook's soft coos reach your ears, perking your excitement. your chest is filled with content, happy your home is home.

"you actually like sleeping here or...?" jungkook teases, finding you settled in a mattress, wide eyes yet again on moon gangtae.

"oh, hush," you say, "you refuse to install a tv in the bedroom so i have to make do with what I can have," you admitted, slight smile at the end.

jungkook all but jumps next to you, hands slipping under your his large carhartt t-shirt, finding their place and gently gripping you, like you may disappear any minute now. you silently assure that's not the case, folding into him and doing the same to him. jungkook raises his head to check up on bam, finding him fast asleep on his bed. a fond smile spreads over his face and becomes even wider when he feels you place tiny kisses on his bare chest, absentmindedly giving him the love he missed out when he had late nights and early mornings. he places a finger under your chin to bring you into a much needed kiss, hand slowly slipping to the back of your neck. you loop your arms around him, wanting him to be closer to you than he already is. you both don't feel like pulling apart, the slight lack of oxygen making the moment seem more exhilarating than it already is. hand on the small of your back and on the back of your neck, your darling lover pulls you on top of him, the impact of falling on him breaking you apart, smiles wide on both of your faces.

sitting up and straddling his lap, you brush the hair out of his face, expressing your love for the mullet he's growing. you tuck his hair in, making it all pretty, just how he likes it. while you go on about how he should pull a rock when a stylist brings a scissors near him, jungkook cannot believe the position he's in. you look absolutely beautiful from where he's looking, flyaways framing your face and your side bangs growing out, he brings his hands up involuntarily to tuck your hair in before it gets in the way of your seeing and speaking. he cups your face gently, nodding along to whatever you're saying. you're long gone, now lamenting about his long purple hair from last year. you miss it so much, you say and he finds himself endeared by your quirks. his eyes follow the big and expressive gestures your hands make, finding them falling back on his chest when you're done and you're mumbling about how you're relieved he liked dinner tonight, that his angry face and bouncing feet was all the compliments you needed.

you find yourself slowly burying your face in his chest, the weight of the day slowly hitting you. jungkook places one final kiss on your forehead, bunny grin spread wide on his face when you reciprocate with kisses on his chest, hands intertwining with his tattooed ones. jungkook always thought the scenes he lives out now was far-fetched, secretly keeping the fact that he'd never find anyone understanding and considerate of his job and him.

but he found you.

you, so tender and kind to his cracked and flawed self, filling him with your perfect love, like a kintsukuroi piece. he finds himself healing everyday, like looking at you everyday is enough medicine for him. it makes his heart flutter right when he sees your face in the morning, puffy eyes opening to see him with a tired smile, he's grateful to have seen another day with you. he likes to keep you all to himself when he can and often on your free days, you both find yourself wrapped in each other, loving each other no matter the place.

in the world so harsh outside his door, jungkook is indebted to you being next to him. when the weary days come and he feels his shoulders burning under so much weight, you lift them all off so easily, swaddling him with you. the nights where he mourns and wallows in self doubt are all disappearing and appearing less, with you sternly yet gently teaching him to express himself more.

he learns from you everyday. ever his heart found yours, he picked your benign habits, always trying his best to give back what you've given, tenfold. despite not being much of a taker, he's taught you to be one, teaching you ways to lean and depend on him. your happiness and sadness, your pain and pleasure, he takes it as his own as much as it is yours.

finding you gently snoring away on him, he reaches for the pillow mist, spraying the required amount on your pillow. laying your head on the pillow, he switches off the tv and gives the living room one last lookover before lying next to you, pulling up the blanket and snuggling next to you. jungkook takes in your tranquil face before his eyes soon become heavy, heart light in his chest, contented to know he's filled with your love, just how he likes it.

pt time: @lvoekook ; @joondiary ; @soobhyun

#yes this is part of the mattresses and midnight!au #i cant get enough of this couple #i cant write enough of whipped!koo #maybe i should make this a mini series? lmk lmk ^^#jungkook x reader #jungkook drabble #jungkook scenario #jungkook fluff #jungkook fanfic #bts x reader #bts scenario #bts fluff #bts fanfic #bts jungkook #little by little #moy&i #chaenelcore

394 notes · View notes

moon-stars-and-ink · 12 days

Text

— Taj Arora, Little by Little

#spilled words #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #life quotes #life #life lessons #taj arora #little by little

11 notes · View notes

feralkwe · 2 months

Text

took kit out for a spin with my new graphics card. don't tell my friends or my fc, but i like healing a lot more than i ever thought i would.

#b plays ffxiv #ffxiv #kit hareington #my characters #viera #astrologian #i'm getting a better hang of gpose #little by little

14 notes · View notes

lightfromthelighthouse · 30 days

Text

Good Afternoon!☀

And the LORD thy God will put out those nations before thee by little and little: thou mayest not consume them at once, lest the beasts of the field increase upon thee. Deuteronomy 7:22

A house is built board by board or brick by brick. A trip is made step by step or mile by mile. Were we to conquer all at once we would have open areas in our lives where the "wild beasts" could come in and settle. By overcoming little by little we can keep the "wild beasts" of idleness, pride, selfishness and ungratefulness, among others, away and be mindful that it is God who is giving us the victory and not our own hands alone.

A important principle of life to remember is that nature does not like empty places. If you do not good in place evil will take its place. Good steps, even small ones, taken consistently will yield good results and prevent the negative from taking root.

Do not despise small beginnings. The mightest oak began as a small acorn!

#little by little #step by step

12 notes · View notes

angie-01040 · 1 year

Text

I don't think you understand why it affects me so much that Jake (the man who NEVER EVER sends anything other than clues related to the case if I don't point a gun at him) sent me a picture HE took because I asked him to and here I am drooling over him AGAIN just for a picture of literal ROCKS in a dark MINE, but the fact that HE TOOK THE PICTURE, i don't know, I'm just obsessed.

(the little laugh at the end, send heeelp :0)

#I DID (not) SCREAM #the relationship is progressing guys😍#little by little #you just need to have (a little bit of) patience #BUT THE HUSBAND MATERIAL✨🤣?!#don't mind me screaming lol #everbyte duskwood #duskwood game #duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc

76 notes · View notes

convexicalcrow · 5 months

Text

Hermittober Hermitcember Day 17: Card

what came before: day 1: frost - day 2: time - day 3: fortune - day 4: bound - day 5: sand - day 6: bread - day 7: fall - day 8: blossom - day 9: betrayal - day 10: sacrifice - day 11: burst - day 12: fool - day 13: sweet - day 14: clash - day 15: world - day 16: feather

Finally got some more inspiration for this series. I can't say for sure I'll get them all done this month, but I'd like to try.

-

It was a joke that Pearl slept with her Bounding Strides cards under her pillow, such was the love she had for the card. It was, however, somewhat rooted in truth. She'd wanted the card for so long, and now she had three of them. Tango had intended for there to be certain synergies between different cards, but this was something different, at least to Pearl. Just holding the card felt … different. Intense. She could feel lightning down her legs, ready to jump and leap through the dungeon with ease. It was her card, and she loved it so.

-

Once Reckless Charge had made its way into Hypno's deck, he knew it would never leave. Every time it played, it filled him with a strange sensation. Strength, almost, that filled his limbs and propelled him forward. He felt like a ravager charging through the scrub, breaking leaves and branches in his wake as he gathered up treasure from the dungeon floor. Suit Up, too, made him feel invincible dressed in diamonds. Along with Reckless Charge, those were his cards, and they would never leave his deck. Charge in like a ravager, and leave the rest behind in his wake.

-

Greed was what filled Etho's body every time Loot n' Scoot played. He could feel coins and crowns and embers falling through his hands, piling up at his feet, as he dashed away, his feet light, nimble and quick as he escaped all danger that approached him. Oh, he was careful, of course, but greed won out. Greed the dungeon, fill his deck with cards, fill his box with tomes, conquer them all as he farmed like he was planting carrots. This was easy. Gold tinged his fingers, he could taste it, feel the chill of embers in his palm.

-

Eerie Silence felt cold in Cub's hands. Something about the card had drawn him in, gave him shivers up his spine like the warden farm gave him. He didn't… did he love this card? He wasn't sure. But shriekers screamed in his head every time it played. The cries of Wardens shot through his heart. The skulk seemed to awaken, perhaps his fingers started to darken with stain, and perhaps, at the end of it all, he would meditate in his dojo, the silence of the dungeon keeping him company, along with the soft whinies of his horse keeping watch.

#hermitcraft #fanfic #hermittober #hermitcember #decked out 2 #pearlescentmoon #hypnotizd #etho #cubfan135 #getting out of my creative burn out #little by little #hermitfic

15 notes · View notes

quillofspirit · 3 months

Text

More horses!

It's only fair that Marilyn also gets a horse. Everyone should have a horse! Still slowly making my way through everything @esta-elavaris has written, but this should be the last one for her OCs (until there's more 👀)

A Chestnut Anglo-arabian mare. Hear me out: equine therapy. Marilyn must have heard about it, and maybe at one point she finds a nice looking stable offering day-rides, and maybe she wants to get some fresh air and it’s not that far from her flat and— Anyway, she loved it, she also found that her knee didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. She found herself wanting to go back, loving the warm and calm energy of the horses and their soft noses.

One of her acquaintances noticed her interest and offered to give her informal lessons with her own horse, a retired show-jumping mare. Her friend tried explaining that mares have a reputation for being hormonal and difficult to work with, and that Chestnut horses tended to be more chaos-prone than others.

Hormonal, she could understand, especially if they were surrounded by idiot young stallions when she had been a multiple time national winner. The colour? She was reserving judgment on that one.

When she met Brimstone, she was taken aback by her fiery coat and temperament. Her friend showed her how to brush the mare, and Marilyn hesitated only a little before finding the activity incredibly meditative. As she learned to pick the hoof, she felt a little nip on her butt, and let out a yelp before standing back. She was shocked to see the argument between her friend and the mare, never before thinking there could be such a thing. Although her friend insisted on finishing, Marilyn persevered and managed to not get bitten anymore even as Brimstone kept a upset face.

Over time, she found herself offering to help her friend care for Brimstone, and slowly learning how to ride. She wasn’t planning on starting competitions, but she did like the idea of being able to canter in the forest and jump over fallen trees with her friend by her side. Plus it kept her in shape. She learned that Brimstone was possibly the most inquisitive horse in the stable, always wanting to understand new things, like new boots or new gloves (which she threw across the hall. To test their durability of course). She also didn’t bolt at things, unlike the other horses, she stood her ground and investigated. Marilyn grew to love that mare, and understood exactly why her friend loved her horse.

Eventually, her friend mentioned that she was looking for a new horse with which to enter competitions, but the cost of both horses were just a little over her budget. They decided to split the boarding for Brimstone, so Marilyn would have a leisure horse.

“Hell hath no fury like a chestnut mare"

So this got away from me a little, but I was motivated. It didn't come as easily as the others, since the concept didn't lend itself that well, but like Marilyn, I persevered!

I will be doing more of these when inspiration strikes, worry not, though I will -eventually- start on adding horses to many universes.

Image sources, from top to bottom, left to right:

Carina Maiwald

New York Ballet's A Midsummer Night's Dream, Frederick Ashtons' article

Find the Facebook post here

Yvonne Strahovski in Chuck (S04 E14)

Ron Kimball on KimballStock

Photo by Raphael Schaller on Unsplash

Carina Maiwald

Photo by Mikayla Storms on Unsplash

#horse #chestnut horse #mare #chestnut mare #marilyn #little by little #god I love marilyn

9 notes · View notes