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#take care of your body and soul
littlesugarwords · 1 year
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no one else is your rock. you are your rock. you are your balanced ground, your home, your future, so care for her. be your own rock.
- self love
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soulinkpoetry · 1 year
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A giant mess to clean up.
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scalproie · 9 months
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stuckinherdreamss · 1 year
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maybe tomorrow will be better.
xx
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1introvertedsage · 2 years
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Take care of your body.
It's what carries your soul around this material world.
~IntrovertedSage~
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drowninnoodles · 2 years
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here I come to remind you that you are a beautiful nice person and don't forget that. Don't worry if someone says otherwise <3
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cparti-mkiki · 2 years
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The way viserys loves alicent but is incapable of selflessness / the way alicent doesn't love viserys but is struggling through this godawful oppressive situation performing extremely emotionally costly selflessness on the daily
#the way he knows alicent coming to him was her father’s plot but now they're in there and like. years in so what are you going to do#the palpable distance between them. it doesn't seem like they talk a lot anymore. and yet the way they are close in this#sad resigned way. stuck more like#all in all: the disillusionment that can't be voiced!!#i mean except no disillusionment for alicent because there was never any illusionment lmao#it’s very interesting to see how it’s just domestic hell despite the fact that there are no feelings of animosity-#she was pushed into that relationship in a sort of emotional caretaker role and now it’s only getting 1) more marked#2) turned into physical caretaker too#when i say she doesn't love viserys i mean like. she worries about him and takes care of him with unparalleled attention (which#he acknowledges) and knows him so well but it seems like more of her (crushing to see) overexerted sense of empathy#than romantic#not even getting into the marital rape & dissociation#like yes viserys you might be in excruciating pain all the time but you could notice that your wife's soul is leaving her body and that#you are putting her through 1) a hellish in-the-moment experience 2) a hellish long term existence of “squeezing out heirs” in a prison#i’m not putting much emphasis on 2) because as an early modern court studies person i acknowledge there's realistically no out from that#but still fucking hell lads#hm. the dismal unrequited attempt at connection in the grabbing of her hand and the soft gesturing for eye contact. it’s#Trying to be loving but OW. AYCH. HELL. UF. NO!!!#obsessed with the man who’s falling apart literally and figuratively and the young woman who needs 2 go apeshit as soon as possible because#baby they're slowly killing you. babe your sense of Self. your Needs#your Life#it’s just so amazing to compare them from ch1 to ch4 cant wait to see this all get worse#and looking at the ep5 teaser it will!!! Yay!!!
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ghomsts · 2 years
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I know destiel fans love joking about the "me and dean share a more profound bond" line because it's funny as hell. But I can't help thinking about the fact that it's soulless Sam he's talking to. So potentially just the left over brain neurons and meatbag body left over from the Sam with his soul present that Cas would most recognize as his dear friend.
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ink-asunder · 2 years
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I think going to school was literally the worst thing that's ever happened to me.
#and i have been assaulted on multiple occassions!#i'm writing some school-related scenes in a story and all of them are So Much to just write down and I am having Symptoms of Trauma#idk i think it was the constant disregard and downplaying of my rights as a human. the lack of bodily autonomy because i was a minor.#the relentless bullying from peers who literally called me It and That Thing and threw a fit if they touched me#being humiliated every time I Exhibited Being Human (like going to the bathroom during break or grunting while exhibiting physical Effort)#not to mention the time some kid sh-ed and said I bit him and the entire middle/high student body witnessed against me#when nothing could've physically taken place. and the principal literally told me (at least TRY to make your story believeable)#Not to mention how my family treated my grades. it was standard shit but at the same time. the fact that parents ALLOW the kind of abuse#that goes on in schools is among the most fucked up parts of our culture#parents don't give a shit. and they don't believe you. and They have it worse as adults so why are You complaining about having 6 hrs#of homework a night. and dedicating stupid amounts of time to school. and complying to a schedule that ruins your body#i literally homeschooled because i wasn't physically able to keep up with mainstream school. and homeschool was faster. 4hrs a day tops.#not to mention the teachers who were total creeps and totally assaulted several students. yeah parents believed that one too.#ugh i have ptsd from severe medical trauma (the aforementioned assaults...) but the idea that EVERYONE is going through this school shit#it hurts my soul more than my own traumatic experiences. this isn't okay.#anyway i'm 23 and dropped out of college but for any of you still going to school--please take care of yourselves.#i'm here i hear you and you need better.
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completelyrain · 1 year
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the fact that i used to hate being alone and always wanted to have friends to the point that I would risk my whole existence for them but that I finally got to just appreciate the fact that, no one is going to be buried with me and that this dunya is temporary is actually pretty great
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boopjuice · 4 days
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Random Thought #2
I think when God was assigning souls to bodies he looked at some fuzzy little raccoons or something of their ilk and thought "You know what would be absolutely hilarious? Sticking these fuzzy little guys in a human body." And I've been tormented by that decision since birth
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sludgeguzzler · 1 month
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sigh. i dont think i want to be neither a man or a woman to be honest. i wish i could be completely genderless. or both at the same time
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angelnumber27 · 5 months
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nobody could ever compare to you. You’re not replaceable. I know because I had you and it was everything I could have ever wanted. I miss you.
I miss you too 🥺
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tojirights · 2 months
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bro i’m going absolutely INSANE over alastor 😻😻
so, how about when lucifer comes by the hotel, he subtly flirts w alastors girl. alastor is on the verge of going apeshit and almost leaves charlie fatherless.
instead of murdering anyone, he decides to take his frustrations out on his darling, leaving bite marks and hickies on spots just visible enough for lucifer to notice next time he comes by..
a/n: im OBSESSED 😍😍
alastor immediately recognized lucifer as competition on multiple fronts. obviously, the king of hell was a threat in terms of power level, and alastor hated that. but alastor also quickly hated how charming the devil was.
upon meeting you, lucifer takes your hand and bows, placing a kiss on your hand as well. alastor's eye twitches, watching someone else put their dirty little hands and mouth on what is his. "my, what a pleasure. you're helping charlie? that's lovely! means i'll get to be seeing you around more, huh? she didn't mention such a pretty little thing was her hotel manager." lucifer speaks to you, a cool smirk on his face. he's clearly interested in you, and while alastor can't blame the man, he's seething with rage. clearing his throat, alastor takes a step towards you and reaches a hand out to lucifer in an attempt to shift his attention.
"alastor." he speaks, barely containing the anger in his voice. "it truly is an honor to be meeting you, sir." you raise a brow at the tense interaction going on in front of you but pay it no mind. lucifer gives alastor a tight lipped smile and shakes his hand. "ah, you as well. charlie has talked about you." you notice the way alastor glares at lucifer, yet keeps a smile on his face the entire time. lucifer turns back to you, putting a gloved hand on the small of your back. "now how's about a tour, hm?" he leans into your ear to whisper, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin.
behind you, alastor's horns grow and eyes redden, ready to risk it all in a fight with the devil and take out this whole god damned hotel if it meant lucifer never touched you again. "o-oh um, that's typically done by-" you start, but suddenly, charlie is running down the stairs with a panicked look on her face.
"heeyy dad! let's go this way, towards your room! it's late, you should rest." her smile is clearly fake, and you see her eyes dart from you to alastor and back to you. luckily, alastor reeled in his rage when the princess showed up and was back to his normal self on the surface. you can feel the energy coming from your partner, malicious intent painted all over his aura and you gulp. "al, c'mon... charlie's right."
alastor doesn't speak, but he follows you to your room for the night. the door is barely shut before alastor is lifting your legs and tossing you onto the bed. "care to explain why the fuck that little slimy king of hell was all over you?" he doesn't give you another moment to process before he's tugging your shirt over your head. "it's just harmless, al. you know i don't want anyone but you." you assure him, but alastor's teeth find your neck.
"i may trust you, darling, but i do not trust lucifer." his voice has a low growl to it that ignites your core. "but-" you gasp when alastor's mouth closes on the skin behind your ear, nipping it with sharp teeth. "no, because he and everyone in this place will know who you belong to." you shudder underneath of him, slight tinges of pain shooting down your spine at every nip and pull of your skin. alastor moves down your neck, leaving a trail of angry red and purple spots in his wake.
his tongue circles every bruise in an attempt to soothe your inflamed skin, but the marks just darken by the second. you hands dive into his hair, holding onto the silky strands. you feel alastor's body shudder as you circle the tufts of hair by his ears, making him press his hips to yours. "everyone in hell, my dear, is going to know that you're mine. not a single soul will ever try to touch you again." his breathing hitches, grinding his quickly hardening cock against your leg. you whimper when his teeth latch onto your collarbone, sucking hard and adding another welt to your skin.
"i want him to hear you." he hisses as he tugs your pants down over your ankles. its hasty, the way alastor frees his cock and pushes into your pussy, but you were more than ready for the intrusion. you cry out, suddenly being so, so full and alastor groans. "yes darling, just like that." your legs wrap around his waist, forcing every thrust just a little further until he's pounding at your cervix.
"d-don't stop sir." you gasp, eyes rolling into the back of your head while alastor's mouth latches onto the other side of your neck this time. "who do you being to?" he asks, hot breath fanning your skin. "y-you, alastor!" you whine, flexing your hips up to his in an attempt to build friction. "please, make me cum. only you feel so good." alastor peppers you in soft kisses now, ever grateful that you're willing to entertain the idea of letting lucifer know just who makes you feel like this.
alastor sneaks a hand between your bodies to rub skillful circles around your clit until your legs start shaking. "good, good girl. scream for me." he smirks when your tone shifts and he can tell by how tight you squeeze around his cock. "a-alastor fuck!" your body spasms, waves of pleasure rolling over you as you cum. alastor's orgasm follows shortly after, his teeth finding your skin once more as he spills deep inside of your pussy.
you have a brief moment of embarrassment when you think about just how loud you just were, your hand flying up to your mouth. alastor just laughs, placing a kiss on your forehead. "don't panic, my sweet. i think this little display will prove quite effective in keeping lucifers grubby little hands off of you." alastor pulls out slowly and carries you to a nice warm shower before tucking you in for the night.
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"jesus christ, did you get into a fuckin' fight with a bear?" angel laughs when you walk into the kitchen the next morning. you were covered in hickeys all the way down your neck, and you were barely walking straight. lucifer refuses to make eye contact with you, especially after alastor walks into the room shortly after. "good morning everyone!" alastor chirps, smirking at lucifer who rolls his eyes and sips his coffee.
"well, there's the bear..." husk mutters, earning a cackle from angel.
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zombienarc · 9 months
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#To add to the other post about ‘t’ and ‘b’… I don’t really feel happy with either. I don’t think I have much romance left in me.#I just feel empty sometimes and I do things just to do them. It’s too bad. I enjoy them both as people but as far as a life with either-#-of them.. I don’t know. I don’t care to think that far about romantic relationships anymore. I don’t care to plan a life with someone so-#-tightly woven into the picture. It creeps me out and puts me off. It’s crazy to me that people like the thought of that shit. It makes me-#-uncomfortable to say the least. I see couples with their kids and I think (I’m so sorry for you). I see people around me getting pregnant-#-and I think (that’s stupid. What’s the point?).#I wish I could keep that same energy when it came to the breaking up part. I’m getting there but my ego gets in the way. I end up taking-#-it personally that someone no longer wants to be in a relationship with me. If I could get past that I would be much calmer about it-#-and treat it like the end of a business deal. Deal went bad. Simple as that.#I think people cling to the fiction of love out of boredom; fear; weakness; and ego.#Life isn’t about sex or love it’s about making shit good for yourself without needing others.#That’s what I’m working on drilling into my head. Life is fun with people but it’s not a necessity like people say it is.#It’s like a group of lonely and desperate scientists got together and declared that love and community save lives but really it just makes-#-us slaves to consumerism and eachother. What’s the point in that? To never truly make love to yourself or you mind is dreadful.#Dependence kills. It eats away at your soul until you’re nothing but a body to serve and to long. How depressing.#grey god
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An analysis of the straw hats’ devil fruits! I just think its cool how they’re all based around being human :) This is meant to be a part two of this analysis of this Mera Mera no mi I made a little bit ago.
Thanks so much to @badly-drawn-doflamingo for writing all this with me, they’re so much more eloquent than I am, thank you so much🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Closer pictures and transcription of the text in keep reading
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Hana Hana no Mi Flowers bloom under certain conditions, be it weather, sun or care, and the same can be said for humans. What conditions did it take you to bloom, tears, time or the sun that laughs about you?
Hito Hito no Mi Do we get to choose when humanity blossoms within us, or do memory and choiceful guidance allow us the chance to walk, to run, to flourish as man.
Yomi Yomi no Mi: A chance at life through death, allowing that chance demise to be the seeding place for a continuing promise. Does the hoary earth need more than a body to revive the soul, or should sunlight come by its side?
Nika The heartbeat that carries your dreams beside it’s own humanity creates a hopeful beat. A drumming sensation that allows these two ideals to dance together, discordant like a ball of lightening, snapping and sparking in place. These conduits create the building desire of liberation, opening the heart’s windows to the sun above. What happens when the sun itself becomes filled with that very human need of liberation, when its flames begin to cast new light on our faces.. All you can do is laugh!
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