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barrenclan · 2 years
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late night neon cormorantpaw. Inspired by this: https://www.tumblr.com/lagomortis/680974408637120512/but-the-big-red-bird-that-lives-under-the-city hollyleaf piece and the song “kitchen fork” by jack conte. 
there are so many things wrong with this boy. can’t wait for you all to learn about them
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konniesreality · 11 months
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Hey Konnie,
To this anon: https://www.tumblr.com/konniesreality/717848408837193728/may-i-ask-what-was-vanillaloves-amino-account?source=share
Vanilla's account is http://aminoapps.com/p/kcxrwi
Although, you'll only find it on Desired Reality Amino (DRA) as far as I'm concerned.
^^^^^^
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https://seasurfacefullofclouds1.tumblr.com/post/686792341264154624/louis-and-zayn-are-both-yorkshiremen-theres-a it's because they're both Capricorn hot men 😌 jokes aside I believe they both have this bittersweet feeling about the industry, for different reasons but they share it, Louis is more chaotic but he's still shy, in some level I feel like they're very similar.
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harryforvogue · 6 months
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I am that girl that posted https://www.tumblr.com/harryforvogue/733067845203836928/sarah-i-am-feeling-so-on-the-low-with-whats the last week. Once again need serious serious advice. I always procrastinate my way when I'm free. Ik i should be studying. What do I do? How do I change myself? I have no discipline. And i am not a workaholic. Holidays will be over this Wednesday. Still I do nothing. Help me Sarah
during the pandemic when i literally had so much homework to do all day but no structure, i felt so unproductive even though there was so much for me to do. so i needed to make a schedule for myself and i think it worked out well. i dedicated nights to working on homework because a part of my laziness came from waking up late and there was no way that was gonna be fixed haha. i also made a rewards incentive for myself. every time i finished an assignment, i'd do something i'd like -- which was usually write WTSS. that's how i finished writing that fic so fast ! <33 hope this helps even the slightest.
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headspace-hotel · 6 years
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Posts like this: http://coffin-prompts.tumblr.com/post/162016907381/chapter-titles-2 and this: http://happylilprompts.tumblr.com/post/175373861628/chapter-titles-3-extra-long-edition-to-celebrate by @coffin-prompts​ and @happylilprompts​ have become my favorite thing, so I have decided to oblige
The City of Horse
In Which Everything That Can Go Wrong, Does
Don’t Bleed on That, It’s Expensive
The Great God Google And His Omniscient Wisdom
I Learn to Twerk
Die! Die! Die!
In Which I Lose my Innocence (If Any was Left)
Hello! I’m A Useless Garbage Bag, What’s Your Name?
27 Stab Wounds and a Badly Stubbed Pinky Toe
Beautiful Butt Cheeks
I Catch Fire
Sorry I Burned Your House Down
Holy Shit
BEARS!
Krav Maga Doesn’t Work On Lawnmowers
I Lose an Argument with a Microwave
I’m Too Drunk for This
I Almost Become a Statistic
I Underestimate the Importance of Underwear
I Nope Into Nopevana
Those Had Better Not Be Worms
Punching a Real Estate Agent
Hey, You Gotta Live a Little
Grandpa
I Sit in the Time Out Chair
That Sounds About Bisexual
Wardrobe Malfunctions
The Worst Place to Have a Fistfight
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survivingthepast · 7 years
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On Self-Care: The Truths and Lies We Tell Ourselves (Part 1)
If you've got any experience with depression, you probably are familiar with "moods" that pop up at what appear to be random points during the day or night. For me a lot of my trauma was associated with being up at night so that's when it gets really bad in my experience. Obviously your mileage may vary. I have a friend for whom mornings are utterly impossible because of this.
So what do I mean by "moods"? Oftentimes for me there's just a moment when suddenly everything changes. Everything feels slightly less real (dissociation) and I start thinking about what a horrible person I am. How I don't do any good for the world. How nobody would miss me if I was gone. Sound familiar? These are the lies that make up Your Brain On Depression, or as I usually call it, Depression Brain.
It might be helpful to imagine Depression Brain as that bully that everybody has when they're a kid. It wants to hit you and beat on you and say horrible things to you until by the end you're huddled in a ball sobbing on the ground somewhere and whatever's left of your day is just completely gone.
We'll come back to the "truths and lies" section later. For right now though I want to emphasize something to you: whether the things it says are true or false is ultimately kind of irrelevant. These thoughts aren't doing anything to motivate you to be a better person, they're not helping you be productive in any way, they're just bullying.
Imagine the difference between a bully and a gym coach - a gym coach sometimes says mean things but they mostly do it to try and inspire you to be better. This is not what your Depression Brain is doing. The only thing Depression Brain wants is for you to hurt.
So we're in agreement right? Depression Brain, whether it's telling the truth or not, isn't being helpful. This is the first and most important step - acknowledging that what it's doing isn't productive. So what do you do from there? That's when you can start working on coping skills.
It's going to sound horrifically cliche but I really do recommend learning how to meditate. There's countless phone apps with guided meditations to help you through the process. I don't have one I particularly use because I don't really do guided meditations very often.
What I do recommend though is https://www.gvsu.edu/cms4/asset/614589D9-D87D-F688-4E9414B96B94C137/loving-kindness_for_beginners-self_compassion.pdf guide. This is teaching something called Loving-Kindness meditation. If you're anything like me, you find it easier to be compassionate to other people than to yourself. The purpose of this particular guide is to train your brain to extend the compassion you have for others to yourself. It probably sounds silly, I know it has to me, but it's not as dumb as it sounds.
There's a number of misconceptions about meditation out there. Ultimately what's important is that it works for you. We have this image of somebody sitting cross-legged on the floor in complete silence with their eyes closed and maybe some quiet music is playing in the background.
This isn't realistic, especially if you're a first-timer.
If you have a physical disability or condition that makes it harder to sit up straight, that's okay. You can lie down, even in bed, and it still works just as well. Additionally you don't need to use music intended for meditation, especially if you have trouble relaxing to it. These days I'm usually listening to the Pyre soundtrack or some indie rock and that's what relaxes me.
The other nice thing is that music you're familiar with helps act as a timer. In the guide I linked you'll see a list of steps to follow. Usually what I do is I break the meditation into three sections: one with just the other being, one with you and the other being, and finally one with just you. One song that plays corresponds to one section. Since most of the songs I listen to are about 5 minutes long on average this results in a total session length of around 15 minutes, give or take a few. That's pretty good! Longer is of course better but you don't want to force yourself to stick with it so long you hate it.
In a later post I'll be diving back into the "truths and lies" part again. I really wanted to make sure the basics were well-established before going to that however. Try and hang in there, we're gonna make it through this :)
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dontcxckitup · 2 months
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what kind of hot are you?
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person on the train reading a book hot You're totally their type. Well, you're not. But that's what the passenger across from you is thinking as you sit there, completely oblivious. You're mysterious, and serene, and look so natural sitting there on the train they think your feet might be bolted to the floor the way the chairs and safety rails are. You're in your own world, you're reading something with an intriguing title, and without even knowing it passengers are praying for some reason that you'll look up and ask for their number. You don't, of course. And they don't ask for yours, either. How could they disturb such a peaceful moment? But despite the fact that nothing was said, they managed to fall in love with you for 15 minutes. For the rest of the day they think about what your voice might've sounded like, what your interests might've been, how you might've smiled at them like they were your whole world if they'd managed to make you feel that way. You have that effect on people, in case you didn't know.
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mechahero · 4 months
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//i got home not that long ago and hopped on rh. i have a bear hat now!
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insertpinkchiphere · 1 year
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im struggling to draw boobs tonight but here y’all go. the silly outfit i mentioned earlier 
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disoriented-dice · 3 years
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"Welcome back..." Jou muttered giving Otogi a hug quickly before stepping back, it showed that he really did miss him... a lot
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He turned to the blonde, flashing him a proud, warm smile in return.
But before he could bring out a verbal response, he found himself being taken into a quick hug. One that managed to draw out an even wider smile from the dice-loving fellow.
The only problem he found with that hug, was that it didn't last longer.
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" Well that was a nice hello gift. " Otogi finally replied, reaching for one of his loose locks to twirl.
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margseliserobbie · 3 years
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I think the most underrated and overlooked sixth sense that human beings have is our instincts. It’s taken me so long to trust my instincts, and not just in the acting world – in life, generally
Margot Robbie
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frostspoken · 3 years
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A long life, Full of regrets - Articuno headcannons
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Articuno is a very old bird, They’ve seen the progress of humanity’s civilizations, The way they went from shivering in their huts to towering skyscrapers set to rival the natural landscape they had once called home, The rise and fall of entire kingdoms, At once point in time. They may have admitted that it was impressive what they did, how they conquered in no way a pokemon thought to. No, never on the same scale.
Through it all, Articuno had many bonds, Blanche is far from the first human they’ve bonded with but they are the very first human they’ve bonded with in nearly five hundred years and even then. Articuno often wonders if they did it out of pity, Maybe it was the longing for some form of companionship, Maybe it was because they looked like her, their last bond with a soul of ice but hands so warm and gentle that even now they’ve left their impression on articuno’s shattered psyche as the last dredge’s of true kindness they’d known, Kindness that they and their powers had failed.
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Her name was Phaedra Galanis, She was fourteen years old, She encountered articuno perhaps only mere days before she was supposed to be sent off and be married to a spouse picked specifically for her as part of a deal. She didn’t want this, She didn’t want to be tossed around like she was some sort of cattle or precious vase that could be sold, It was that plight that called her to Articuno, A bird often shunned for it was believed they brought winter. Winter that called crops and froze livestock an’ families alike inside their tiny homes.
They aren’t sure what drew them to her, but...they cherished her like a parent does their child and forged a bond with her, carried her from her fate though if only for a time. They travelled the world with one another, She grew from a gaunt child to a queen of ice and snow, She was a stability articuno had yet to know until this point, She was apart of their little family and that was enough, Enough for them, Enough for her..
Until it was ripped away from them both, Phaedra was nearly forty years old when the pair of them were shot out of the sky by a well timed catapult, Crushing one of articuno’s wings and sending both of them crashing to the earth at full speed. Phaedra despite making it mostly unharmed due to articuno wrapping her up close to their body so they took the brunt of the impact, Knowing full well even their powers wouldn’t have saved her from a impact that hard. Yet it didn’t matter in the end. Phaedra left them where they lay to go and get some supplies to help them despite their pleading assistance to stay.
Yet it was the same, kind hands that soothed and comfort their injured frame that made them feel as though it was okay, Okay to let her go....yet it wasn’t, It wasn’t. They replay that day in their head sometimes, Wondering just what they could have done differently, If anything at all, They only have flashes of what happened to her through their bond, She was attacked. They aren’t sure if they recognized her belonging long ago to a family who wished to marry her off or if they knew her from her own mysterious exploits as a woman who could command the cold. Cursed they said, A witch, With as injured as they were. There was no mercy for Phaedra, Their powers weren’t enough to protect her and with it’s near final bursts, She lay there cold and dying on stony streets that weren’t her home. Away from the only creature who’d ever truly cared about her.
They aren’t sure how long they’d screamed for her, the heinous feeling of her very spirit leaving the bond they’d shared for nearly three decades with a final, soft ‘goodbye’. But they remember the agony she felt, the misery she knew and that they could have done NOTHING to help, nothing to help their only family. They found only the strength to force themselves up what would one day be mount moonstone, to dive deep into the dredges of an icy cavern and with it, Seal off the entrance to prevent anyone from entering. For centuries this mountain was filled with such harsh blizzards that no one could dare get close as Articuno lay dormant, the only way for them to regain so urgently what had been lost, they’d been so close to dying. So close to losing it all.
Their hatred for humanity burned and grew in their dreams, every fleeting waking happy memory of Phaedra was tainted with her agonized screams and final pleas for mercy and their name. Their name that lay soft on her last gasps of air. they grew to despise humanity and all that came with it, Bitter and angry,
 they couldn’t forgive them for their actions.
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ericbrandonrp · 3 years
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Don't imagine Eric coming home and finding Katrina casually walking around wearing sexy orange lingerie with matching heels and teasingly acting like she's not trying to bait him oop
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@melsworldofmuses
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geminiblackout · 3 years
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|| Closed Starter for @spelldoncauldronello || The halls were filled with chatter and slamming lockers as the school day ended. Holt found Spelldon at his locker and was quickly upon him, giving his shoulders a light shake as a greeting before he leaned against the locker beside the witch’s to talk. “Yo Spell, did you see the video Casta put out on her instascram?” He dropped his headphones to his shoulders and let the music envelope the both of them, it was much easier to hold a conversation that way. “I thought she was on a break from making music, is she seriously coming out with something else already? How long have you known dude?”  The video in question, a small blip of her singing some original lyrics over a piano that had been added to her story. It wasn’t enough to confirm the conclusion the elemental had jumped to, but it certainly was an exciting find for her fans.
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trickandmxgic · 4 years
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~ ✨C a s u a l l y✨ ~  starts coughing and spitting up blood.
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skypxllar · 4 years
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bloodofthecovenants
"I WAS DEPLOOOOOYED." Time to kidnap zinnia anyway now that he's already here, love and affection hours only. No mopping in room allowed.
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“BEDE! DAMN IT! PUT ME DOWN!!!”
Whelp. There she goes. She’s being carried away by a giant bird to get cuddled until she feels better.
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“LACEY!!!!!! I SWEAR I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP WHEN I GET HOME--”
She’s cursing and swearing a storm. She knows that it was Lacey that deployed him.
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