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mrspotatoheads · 1 year

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DO WHAT TF YOU WANNA DO!

You’re the creator of your reality. No one else. You’re someone who is aware of how much power they hold, you’re aware that you can shape your reality with nothing but a thought. So why are you scrolling through Tumblr, and watching YouTube videos, constantly looking for answers, when you are the answer?

Do you really want what you desire? Do you truly want it? If the answer is yes then shut up and start applying everything you believe. Not everything you know. Everything you believe. This is about you, so stop worrying about what other people are doing, how other people are entering the void, how long it took someone to manifest their sp, how many affirmations someone said an hour, etc. Start doing it your way.

Stop worrying. Don’t worry about the how and the when, don’t worry about if it’s possible or if it’s logical. If you can imagine it, then it is possible. Spend your time completely saturating your imagination with what you desire, see it as yours. As soon as you imagine, it is done, it is yours. Become selfish, ignore what others say and get what is rightfully yours.

#law of assumption #manifesting #edward art #loassumption #manifestation #advice #neville goddard #loa #mental diet #void #void state #loa blog #self concept #★. helpful!

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mondaymelon · 2 months

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₊⊹ "𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐨, 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝…" | xiao, childe, alhaitham x gn!reader

「 "𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮!!"」

— in which you've gotten drunk... drunk enough to fail to recognize your own lover.

— silly fluff. soft xiao, had this one in the drafts for far too long and its about time i choke it out... happy white day !!

the moment your slurred words reached his ears, XIAO knew that he never should've let you get your hands on that cursed rice wine.

in a way, he supposed it could be his fault. the one time he had decided to indulge in trivial mortal matters like alcohol due to your constant insistence... well, just look at you.

red-faced, the tips of your ears and cheeks stuck in a helplessly drunken flush, you babbled incoherently with half of your face smushed against the table. xiao could only stare in contempt as you feebly reached towards the already-emptied bottle,

( xiao had taken one sip and refused any more indulgence, claiming it was bitter, when in fact, you had gone out of your way to find a sweeter drink ),

and sigh, massaging the bridge of his nose with a certain disillusionment.

"come on, you're getting to bed." the man was just about done with your hopeless actions. he grabbed your wrist and tugged, only to be met with resistance. you're pouting like a child, brows furrowed lazily as you stare upwards at him.

"nnno. m'not going with you."

"...excuse me?" what in the archons was the problem now? he tugged again, this time with a small margin of force, and was met with an even larger pull back, this time paired with a low whine. "hey, it's late, and all the wine is gone, so just comply with me won't you?"

"i already told you... i have a husband..."

your complaint met the cool night air and the adeptus' silence. his lips were slightly parted as his round eyes blinked once, then twice, in a sort of stunned stupor. "...love, i am that husband."

archons, how had he found himself such a foolish mortal to love?

"don't lie to me!" you shook your head profusely, wiggling around in his grasp relentlessly until the adeptus had no choice but to let go. "i know my husband when i see him... and he's way handsomer than you, stupid..." you stared him up and down with squinting eyes, eyeing the way his ears were beginning to turn pink, and sat heavily in thought as you pondered the man before you.

definitely not your husband.

idiot. with a huff, he easily hauled your body over his shoulder as if carrying something as trivial as a sack of potatoes. you hung loosely over, landing a couple weak punches on his back as you proceeded to prattle on, your defiance seemingly having little effect.

then, you were silent, and xiao had to look back to make sure you hadn't gotten hurt. sure, he had considered once or twice leaving you out there all passed out on the balcony, but not without reason, yet he'd decided against it. you seemed fine, mouth hung slightly ajar as you snoozed peacefully, your eyes shut and cheeks still warm from what you'd downed. the audacity to fall asleep... xiao couldn't deny that his sigh was one of fondness.

"night, this husband of yours loves you."

strange, wasn't the wine from liyue supposedly far less intense compared to the vodka CHILDE had tried back home?

that, or the people here simply were more susceptible when it came to the topic of intoxication. you were no exception — he'd taken you out drinking, his mistake, thinking it'd be an easy, splendid time.

and don't get him wrong, it was! not just, well... conversation was rather hard to make when the other person was practically unconscious. you're practically splayed across the mahogany table, eyes nearly drooped close and fire across your cheeks.

you giggled. it's a muddled sound, when you're mostly mumbling into the table. "hhhey, pour me another glass~"

childe scans your less-than-ideal state and procures an answer in a little under a second. "love, you've had too many."

you seem shocked at his words, leaning forwards a little with narrowed eyes. your figure sways as you shake your head lazily, from side to side. "wwhhhat? nnno, that can't be right..."

the man holds back an amused chuckle. it's entertaining. "and how many fingers am i holding up?" he holds up just one hand, displaying a reasonable amount of three.

there's a beat of silence. "...nineteen?" you blink a couple times, as if to shake you out of your stupor. "...nineteen," this time, with confidence.

childe claps his hands together, a sudden sound that makes you startled, and he moves to apologize immediately. "we're getting you to bed, love. clearly you've had more alcohol than you can handle."

"what, was i wrong??" there's tears forming in your eyes, and your lips tug downwards in a frown. "u-uhm, fifteen? nno, four...?"

"still incorrect, love. i'm afraid it's time for you to go to sleep. you'll wake up with a hell of a hangover tomorrow morning, but..." he sighed, thinking back to his time in shneznaya, then made a mental note to prepare you a hangover drink in the morning. his hand found its familiar place in your hand, unnaturally warm with your skin rosy from the alcohol. he smiled, turning to glance at you, but ceased when he saw you on the ground, tears now falling from your eyes, quietly sobbing as you shook your head back and forth.

panic immediately sets in. what has he done wrong?? "love, what-"

"nnnno, don't call me that..." you squinted upwards at him, looking quite displeased. "no 'love', 'kaaay? i'm not your love, mister."

he paused. wait, you didn't possibly think that... "love-" oh, old habits died hard, and the word had already left his lips before he could process what you'd said.

"i have a husband, you!!" in some sort of fit, or perhaps better worded as a tantrum, you stood, wrenching yourself from his grip and then hitting him repeatedly in the shoulders, chest, anywhere your fists could reach, really. the alcohol had surely affected your capabilities of combat — you missed half the time, and what punches did land caused no pain at all.

as your anger subsided, your step faltered, body swaying in the open air before childe reached over to catch you in his arms. he was concerned, naturally. "lov- are you alright?" his worry only grew when he heard no response, but it ebbed with a chuckle when he saw you were already fast asleep in his arms, snoozing without a care in the world.

"a husband, hm? whoever it is, he must quite be the gentleman..."

ALHAITHAM knew his night was fated to end in idiocy the moment you knocked on his door.

it didn't even strike him that you were holding wine, of all things, when you waltzed into his house like it was your own. sure, it wasn't as if these occasions weren't frequent, but really anyone would be surprised to glance up from a quiet reading session only to see their (annoying) lover pressed against the door, repeatedly calling out his name in a sing-song, satire-like voice.

like... calling a cat. it was a realization he made with not too much contentment. silently, he thanked the archons that kaveh was not home — they knew that he could not handle the both of you.

it was only when you sat down at his table, where he'd been reading up to the point when you barged in, that he noticed. green-tinted glass, a little wind motif on the front... dandelion wine from mondstadt. now, just how did you get your hands on that?

"connections," you had stated. with a note of pride, he might add. what, was he supposed to congratulate you on being able to talk to other people? even he, a person who generally hated people, could do that.

ah, but he didn't hate it. your voice, that is, when you rambled on for hours on end. he didn't have the heart to interrupt you, especially when you were so heated on a topic — be it work troubles, an especially annoying sailor, or you accidentally dropping your pita pocket into the water when walking along the port, he didn't mind.

"...mmbottle. haaithammm, the bottle..." your drunk complaints reach his ears, and he his irritation is more so disrupted with inward amusement as he watches you in the predicament you've landed yourself in.

"the bottle?" he questions, raising an eyebrow. his hands are crossed over his chest; he's clearly getting a ruse out of this. "just what would you need the bottle for, love?"

your eyebrows scrunch together. he can tell your brain is working at its max capacity. "...im. thirsty?"

"you've already drunk two thirds of this bottle." he holds said bottle high above your head, hopelessly far from your reach. "if you're so thirsty, drink water."

"i don wanna."

"..."

"just... one drop?"

"hah..." he pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply, and places a hand on your shoulder. you barely react, and don't even glance at the sudden weight. "love, you're staying over. you're going to bed."

"bed...?" horror crosses your face, paired with evident irritation. "y...you, who do you think you are, to suggest such things!?" your face is bright red, and you're hugging yourself with one arm and pointing an accusing finger towards the male with the other. "i have a husband!!"

ah. "...what's his name?"

"and why do youuuu want to know?" you narrow your eyes suspiciously at him, but seem to come up with an answer to your own question, for you answer him anyhow. "haitham."

"do you love this 'haitham'?" alhaitham's enjoying himself. when he teases the sober you, all you do is retort back, but now... he can see your flustered expression on full display as you stammer out an answer.

"o-of course! a-and, if you wanted to know, he's waaaaay handsomer.. than ... you..."

just like that, you topple over and sink into the couch, knocked unconscious. a trace of a smile crosses alhaitham's lips as he looks at your sleeping form.

"fortunately for you, this 'haitham' you speak of loves you too."

(a/n) bye i was gonna add kaveh to this one too but i realized oh fuck its white day i said id post a month ago what the fuck am i doing so i just like regurgitated this out and spat it onto your dashboard. ahodfjlds

tags (id paste the aesthetic thing but i cant find it so we're just gonna roll w this):

@manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu, @ @falors, @swivy123, @scara-is-my-wife, @lupicalbestwolf, @justyoureader,@fiannee, @aether-darling, @ceneid, @avensuersa, @solxima

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ivysangel · 14 days

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No thoughts, head empty, only this one:

Dick + baby fever + jealous + mating press = well hello bed, I love you, lmao

Thinking about male manipulator!dick who begs you to let him hit it raw. He's in your ear saying, "It feels so much better, baby," and "But, if you loved me," whispering all the reasons why you should toss the condoms this time.

You give in, insisting that he at least pulls out, telling him that you're not on birth control and you don't want any surprises. He gives you a phony promise that he won't pull anything and subtly nods his head at your words before finding his way inside you.

His body is pressed to yours, legs over his shoulders as he keeps you folded in half with the sheer weight of his body. Your fingernails leave bright streaks of red down his back, the type of open wound he can't get enough of, and your orgasm reaches its peak as his hips start stuttering. He's close.

"Lemme fill you up, baby," he groans, "Don't you want it?" his pace falters, deep calculated strokes now much more shallow and sporadic. "Come on, I know you do."

Bleary-eyed and in a state of delirium, you nod your head, and he's quick to take his chance before you change your mind. His final stroke hits you deep. Cock twitching inside of you as warm streams of cum fill you up, the complete opposite of what you'd initially wanted.

He's still inside you when he starts placing soft kisses on your face, calling you his pretty girl, and saying how much he loves you. "You'll pick up a plan b in the morning, right?" you ask, and he gives you another phony promise as he gently fucks his cum in deeper.

#i'll have to revisit this concept later #but for now here's this #and shout out to kazz for helping me w some of this :p #★ dirty laundry ★#dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x fem!reader #dick grayson smut #dick grayson x you #dick grayson imagine #nightwing #nightwing x reader #nightwing x fem!reader #nightwing x you #nightwing smut #nightwing imagine

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mixvyu · 11 months

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★彡Parfum d’étoile

Scaramouche x reader smau

Y/N always considered Scaramouche as her rival, and grew to dislike him but her hatred for him can’t help but grow when they find themselves in the same group project. How will they be able to push through despite the fact that one detest the other and the other’s words are sharp and unfiltered ?

disclaimer ! - this is my first smau ever pls be mindful and i’m also open to constructive criticism

tags - college au, modern au, academical rivals to lovers, romance, scara is kind of a dick but that makes him hotter tbh

warnings - reader is refered using she/her pronouns, mature themes, swearing, sexual jokes, kys jokes, kind of kazuha x reader but it’s jst a little flirting at the beginning

status - on going [03.06.2023] (day-month-year)

playlist - music i listen to while writing

comment or send an ask to be added to the taglist <3

CHARACTERS -

- Y/N’s side

- Kuni’s side

EPISODES -

- episode one

- episode two

- episode three

- episode four

- episode five

- episode six

- episode seven

- episode eight

- episode nine

- episode ten

- episode eleven

- episode twelve part one

- episode twelve part two

- episode thirteen

- episode fourteen

- episode fifteen

- episode sixteen

- episode seventeen

- episode eighteen

- episode nineteen

- episode twenty

- episode twenty-one

- episode twenty-two

- episode twenty-three

- episode twenty-four

- episode twenty-five

- episode twenty-six

- episode twenty-seven

- episode twenty-eight

- episode twenty-nine

- episode thirty

- episode thirty-one

- episode thirty-two

- episode thirty-three

- episode thirty-four

- episode thirty-five

- episode thirty-six

- episode thirty-seven

- episode thirty-eight

- episode thirty-nine

- episode forty

- episode forty-one

- episode forty-two

- episode forty-three

- episode forty-four

- episode forty-five

- episode forty-six

- episode forty-seven

tba??

- epilogue I

- epilogue II

★彡 Taglist [open!]

@gekkow

#scaramouche #genshin #scaramouche smau #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche fanfic #genshin x reader #scaramouche x y/n #idk what tags to use #this is my first time tagging please help #wanderer #wanderer x reader #wanderer smau #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #genshin smau #kunikuzushi smau #★彡 navigation #★彡 parfum d’étoile

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mrspotatoheads · 1 year

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YOU DONT NEED THE VOID!

The void is literally nothing without you because you are the void. The void doesn’t give you your desires, you give yourself your desires! So many people are out here stressing themselves out over the void and have been for months, when they don’t even need it. The void isn’t some magical realm that gives you your desires, it is simply just you, a mediative state that wouldn’t exist without you. You don’t need the void. If you want to wake up tomorrow with all your desires you can do that without the void. Stop being so dependant on the void state and looking at it as something insane and unattainable. The idea of the void state is quite amazing and powerful but it’s all you! You’re the powerful one so start acting like it. The void state can just be seen as another method; you don’t need it but it can help.

#law of assumption #manifesting #loa #manifestation #neville goddard #loassumption #advice #instant manifestation #loa blog #mental diet #void #the void state #void state #spirituality #loa tumblr #self concept #how to manifest #★. helpful!

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mondaymelon · 2 months

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milkis fanart teehee !! + me attempting to change my artstyle cuase i hate it

(characters: spawned from whatever the fuck goes on in my head)

also completely off topic but would anyone be interested in like idk 3-5 dollar comms like the last image 👁👁

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opikiquu · 29 days

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hello, ratiorine fan here. I have been assembled. what's the plan, boss?

ratiorine meeting ended early…. …..mixed up my notes

#★ my art #★ asks #ratiorine #aventio #HELP hi ratiorine fan Evrryone who likes ratiorine is a green flag actually

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gepazu · 3 months

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“well aren't you the prettiest thing the sun's ever seen.”

cael turns his head — almost comically so.

rivets of soft intrigue holding the tiniest of smiles on his lips as he lets out a gentle laugh, ribbons of silver sparkling in the sunlight, contouring his face so delicately it makes your heart stop.

“why thank you, my dear.” he moves to slip his fingers under your jaw, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. “but.. i must say; you are more refined than any star i've ever come across.”

for a moment, his touch burns; and you're further drawn into it, like a moth to the flame. “how charming, my sun.”

his fingers glide down to your chin, turning your head a bit to his left — eyes flickering to yours in amusement. “my sun? how darling can you be, hm?” a sigh runs and falls from your lips at his words, cupping his hand in yours as you lean in and let the sun kiss you softly.

“as much as you need me to be.”

✩ love notes — thank u nics ( @.thenyxsky ) for proofreading 'n giving the go sign for posting !! love u pookie <33 <3

✩ lovebrush chronicles taglist — @nordicbananas, @lovebrushed, @alexisomnias, @xyoonx, @tsukishiro-yue2402, @norieoncrack ♡ send in an ask if you want to be added !!

#★ lovebrush chronicles !#cael x reader #cael #lbc x reader #lbc #lovebrush chronicles #lovebrush chronicles x reader #lovebrush x reader #for all time #for all time x reader #★ my last acts of love.#ALSO SHOUT OUT TO MY BSF FOR HELPING ME W THIS ALONGSIDE NICS #ILY BOTH SM COMMERE MWUAH #it's been since i wrote bro i almost posted this w/out my taglist HELP #anyways. i'm gonna go smooch this man to oblivion gn

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