#unconditonal love

[b-e-l-l-a--l-u-n-a]

❤️ 💙 💜 💖 This kind of Love.

#love #lovers #embrace #desire #romance #passion #couples #s #i love you #adoration #lion #lions #force of nature #nature #mi amor #amour #amore #te amo #je t'aime #unconditonal love #feral #instinct #lust #companionship #husband #wife #animals #animal instinct

[hidinginabathroomstall]

„good parent Reigen“ „Reigen is a DILF“ Reigen is mob‘s older brother who destroys him in Smash and berates him for it

#honestly #i never thought the ‚father figure‘ really fit reigen or the reigen & mob dynamic #they dont have that unconditonal parent child love #more of a we’re both in this together i‘d do everything with you #dumbass kind of love #just brothers you know #mp100 #reigen arataka #kageyama shigeo #mob #reigen and mob #aarrtt #fan art

[achaotichuman]

Consuming

This is an original piece, I made. 2nd POV. Entails a character who sees and feels death around them and what happens when they finally meet them.

Trigger Warning- Slight horror and gore.

You’d seen death before. 

Knocking on the window, standing in the corridor. Waiting outside of hospitals you drove past. You’d always known it was there. 

Okay, maybe you hadn’t seen death himself. But you could feel his presence. Looming over the cradle of your dying baby brother. Standing in the corridor that let to your grandmother’s bedroom. Waiting at hospitals that housed the sick and injured. 

When your brother died you were sitting up in your bed. You had awoken because of a strange dream. You had been jumping on a trampoline, when you flipped you never hit the netting below. Rather you floated, staring at the sky as it began to erupt in a lightshow of flames. Fire fell down upon, lighting up the trees and consuming the earth. You felt at home in the heat. 

Your body jolted awake, and as you looked over across the room, to the old cradle that had been put in your room. You felt him. Standing there. You imagine what he looked like. Maybe like in the movies with a black coat and scythe. You thought about what his skin would look like. Maybe pale as the white cotton sheets squeezed between your then small chubby fingers. Or perhaps darker than your brown teddy bear, fallen to the floor from your thrashing sleep. 

When your brother’s breath was stolen, you felt ice in your veins. You didn’t remember what happened next, but then again it was so long ago. 

The next time you felt him was when your grandmother died. Middle of the afternoon with the lazy sunlight gleaming in through the windows. Splattering across your face, you felt its warmth as something distant, when the coldness overtook you again. Locking your limbs in place. You knew he was here as the panic throbbed through your chest. But what is a six-year-old to do when they feel something is wrong but are too young to understand what death is? You knew he was there but understood him as a child understood how math worked. It simply was something, a concept but not registered as something important to them. 

So you stared, as your mother passed you to bring your grandmother soup, she had been feeling ill lately. You listened to her open the door and call her mother, then ask again in a more panicked tone. Before the sound of the soup bowl shattering to the ground rang through the house. Your mother began to scream and you began to cry. 

Yes, you had seen death before. But not like this. You had observed him, watched him, felt him. Like winter passing through the world. But you had never met him. 

You were in a dream, you knew you were. Everything was nothing like the real world. 

You stood in a corridor. That same corridor. You heard a baby crying. Screaming, it was in pain, you felt it. You knew it in your veins. Panic was rising in your, begging for your body to go after the infant, but you could not move. Not even as you thrashed against invisible restraints. 

Death was nothing like what you thought. He was no mere man. 

You hadn’t used your life well. You had done horrible things, things that could be retold in a documentary. Or in some twisted up tv show. 

For that, you thought, this must be punishment. That your death would not be so kind. Your death would be brutal and slow. 

Down the corridor, it seemed never ending. The baby kept crying and you recognised it’s shrieks as your helpless brother, whom you had not even tried to save from the grip of death. 

From a door in the corridor. Slowly it creaked open. Tears were streaming down your face. Your vision was whiting in and out. 

You saw a head, a smile on it’s face. A smile too wide to be human. Reaching from ear to ear. It had no nose, but two eyes too small to be human. It stared at you, you stared at it. Unable to scream and unable to run. 

It’s neck became visible. 

It kept extending, out and out. A tentacle-like limb, it came towards you. Still smiling, still grinning like it enjoyed your thrashing. 

You tried to scream, you tried to scream so much you felt blood running down your throat, yet your mouth remained sealed shut. 

It stopped before you. It asked you, “Why are you here?”

You spoke, but the words were not yours. Like a puppet you were toyed with, like you had toyed with others in your life. Blood dribbled down your chin as you said, “For I am stained with blood that is not mine. For I was a creature unworthy of being called human.”

It’s sharp, bloodstained teeth glimmered in moonlight. Shining bright from the windows of the corridor. 

“Then as you consumed gluttony and hatred. I will consume you.”

It let you scream your pain and suffering as those gnashing teeth descended upon your skin. 

Yes you had seen death, you heard and felt him. 

Now you met him. 

And you truly felt him in every weeping part of your body, as he desecrated you. 

#why did i feel the need to make this you ask? #I actually made it for a certain someone's homework who also happens to just suck that bad at english #then i remembered how competitive i am in english #and realised they would get all the praise from their teacher and decided #well fuck you imma get praise from strangers online #original work #original writing #my story #give me 25 bucks and i'll do your english homework for you #she didn't give me twenty bucks tho #just her unconditonal love #which is good enough but only from her #writing #writiers on tumblr #writing and reading #books and reading

[kraniumet]

#thinking about. uh. unconditonal love as a betrayal. #edit. execution cliff lives exactly between these two images

[meteorgraph]

💭

#wow talkign in the tags......... but literally have nowhere else to go w this #n ppl ik dont go on here anym so 👍🏻 #but . god. ok. i am spiraling lmfao #i cant. process. or understand. why im such a bitch to my friends #like am i just mean .or are they unjustifiably irritating #whenever we hang out we somehow always. ALWAYS. end up talking abt them and their life and etc #and i love them soooo much sososo much theyre my ride or die theyre literally my platonic soulmate #but recently!!!i feel like im a sponge soaking up all of their rants and negativity #like when. well u ask how i am HSKDHJA WHEN..........??????? #even if im just gonna say a bullshit answer id still appreciate if i was being asled how i am.... lkke. genuinely asked. #not asked as a obligation just so u can get it out of the way and start talking abt urself;;;;;;;;; #theyre an incredible and amazing person but i am losing my threshold of patience #when i am trying to deal w my own things and my spiraling ed #n ik i should communicate w them on this #but i have . doubts. bc they have the penchant for being guilttrippy #n idk. i feel like my issues are kind of always brushed aside yknow..... like i just get a #'u are so valid' and thats it hskfnwjdks #im . ok im not asking this to be conditional like. i want to love unconditonally and i try my best every single day #but . all iwant is a little bit more sincerity and care and interest in my psyche hekfbwksh #i just want them to notice ME . n not all of their other new exciting friends theyve made #idont know #my ed isnt helping either i feel terrible and ugly also evrry single day and i just AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHwant to [redacted] #like as a person im. im very closed off ig? so it's hard to make new friends #and the thing is. i dont want to make any more friends JSKDHSKA irl at least #i like how it is w just me them and our other friend!!!! we r a trio!!! #(n my other irl #so having to HEAR ABT THEIR NEW AMAZING FRIENDS EVERYBTIME WE HANG #and having her go on her phone to rwply to them when we are in the middle of talking and hanging #is very #sad to me

[lains-reality]

Once a young woman came to Hafiz and said, “What is the sign of someone knowing God?” And Hafiz became very quiet and stood in silence for nearly a minute. Lovingly looking deep into the young woman's eyes, he then softly spoke: “My dear, they have dropped the knife. The person who knows God has dropped the cruel knife so often used upon their tender self and others.”[source]

please give yourself the grace of forgetting, of being sad, of failing, of fearing. you are allowed to. all is Self. you are okay now and here.

allow yourself to look at the insecurities, shame, guilt and fears.

give yourself the chance to respond, not react.

let vanessa be. vanessa is just a person like anyone else. thinks they are born and will die. every vanessa, no matter how well off they are, is scared shitless. but you treat your vanessa so badly.

you hate it. you want it gone. you see the body and mind as a cage without a key. it hurts. you curse it and nothing changes. you try to convince it and nothing changes. you curse it more.

It is not a matter of enduring, it is a matter of you being so crude to Vanessa, and expecting so much of her when she has no power. Do you feel the same way about the homeless man on the street corner? Do you constantly chastise him in your head, blame him for his circumstances? Even if you are the kind of person to judge based on appearances, you do for a moment and move on with your life. That's because you never thought he was you so how could you feel pain on his behalf? You may do the opposite and feel bad for his situation for a bit, but you still leave the matter alone as he's none of your business and you have your own things to worry about. - post source

vanessa is doing the best it can. it sings, dances, loves! it bleeds, it shudders, it hurts. all is the wide expression of Self.

and yet you hide from the pain, from the hurt, from the thoughts, the feelings. this is not the fullness of Self.

forgive yourself. let go of the shame and guilt. stop shaming vanessa for exsiting just like any other person in the street. stop carrying all responsibilities of the world. it's already taken care of.

you breathe with no help, you shit with no help, you eat with no help, you sleep with no help. and even if you do need help, the inability to do so, happens without your help. your amazon package comes through, your sibling grows 2 cm, the sun rises and falls, the seasons pass by. all by itself. what's orchestrating it all? Self. what other reason have we given ourself the world, other than out of love?

Leave poor Vanessa alone and stop assigning her the responsibility and accountability of everything that the dream shows. The entire dream is all an expression of the Infinite Being, not hers (the ego) which she is just one more creation of. And it doesn't have to be your (the Self's/I AM's) dream anymore when you stop identifying with it. - post source

its already out of vanessa's hands. vanessa can't do anything. let that be a celebration: all is taken care of. unconditonally.

"why is it all taken care of?"

"why not!"

"but why should *i* get the world?"

"why not?"

"but-"

its already all here for you. its already as it is. what is vanessa gonna do to change the infinte? why would the infinite need changing anyway?

Treat it with compassion, stop bullying it, it's not its fault you're not where you should be. You think he's in the way so you get mad, you get frustrated it's not following instructions or refuses to step aside. But the ego is not the problem, nor in the way. Your attitude toward it is the problem. Let it be, it doesn't know any better! - post source

give yourself the permission to exist as you are. give yourself permission to be as you are, right now. start asking 'did i give permission for this?' you'll find how much stuff is not even your choice. as ada said its just tolerance and endurance of the forced vanessa.

now you realise you don't have to be a forced vanessa. so you go completely the other direction and try to (forcefully) change the vanessa. you're still holding up standards, ideas & roles to yourself. the things that made you hate vanessa in the first place. just maybe, for this moment hold nothing. drop the knife.

“Stop trying to heal yourself, fix yourself, even awaken yourself. Let go of letting go. Stop trying to fast-forward the movie of your life. It gets so exhausting, doesn’t it, always trying to get there, chasing futures that never seem to arrive, living on second-hand promises. Instead, bow deeply to yourself as you actually are. Be here. Honour this present scene in the movie. Your pain, your sorrow, your doubts, your deepest longings, your fearful thoughts, are not mistakes, and they aren’t asking to be healed. They are asking to be held. Here, now, lightly, in the loving arms of present awareness…” — Jeff Foster

#lainsreality #nondualism #non dualism #LISTEN TO THE VIDEO #i swear i'm still on break #the first quotes source = video

[cali]

my homie is a mechanical pair of chattering talking teeth with little legs and he loves me so so so so so so so so much hes never ever doubted me hes been there for me unconditonally hes never done me any wrong and he always watches out for me and i feel the same for him. a lot of things change around us but our love for another feels like a constant that cant ever faulter. i love him. and he has a little key on the back to wind him up with

[maygrcnt]

oliver is absolutely right for his comment about going forward with buddie if and when the time is right and not just at any random time to please fans. But theres something that seriously breaks my heart about that sentiment because there was a right time, and what if we already passed it? what if season four came and went and we weren't allowed to explore that storyline and now the right time is gone. it was such a beautiful and emotional confession of not just unconditonal love, but unwavering trust. Evverything about the will and the shooting felt like way too much, they hit on everything way too hard and what if the story can't find itself back in a place like that? Is there a word for like, right person wrong time but fully in a meta textual fictional sense?

[maithefluffychicken]

Omw to work, so while in train I'm gonna write my romance hc for our beloved vampire spawn, Astarion Ancunin, husband material.

- It's all fun and do-not-catch-feelings sexy encounters at first. He's quite rude once he has done the deed and he shows no signs of affection towards Tav. We all know this, right?

- Astarion actually falls hard and fast in love the moment Tav treats him like a person, but fuck if he's going to allow himself show it to them.

- He's the last one to fall asleep at the camp, looking at Tav from his opposite side of the fire and wondering where the other shoe will fall, if Tav is just as good as they seem to be or if they're just using him.

- Fake it until you make it, it's Astarion's motto. After 200 years of slavery and forced debauchery, Astarion is good at faking his interest in someone. Sadly, he doesn't know how to fake that he is not interested in someone instead, never has to do that, so he tries hard to not show to Tav that his feelings have developed into something else. He does everything to maintain his charming, nonchalant devil-may-care demeanour.

- Astarion is convinced Tav is going to leave him behind, or worse, betray him. The question is not if but when Tav will do it.

- After Moonrise Tower: Astarion accepts not only his feelings towards Tav, but he accepts Tav's feelings for him.

- Astarion develops his own love language, and no matter how good he is with words and flattery, his love language is touch (non-sexual) and quality time. Small tokens of affection that allow Tav knows that the vampire wants this: he likes to curl his little finger around Tav's whenever he can. Feather light caresses.

- Even after all, he loves to be the big spoon, he noses Tav's pulse and inhales, holding them tightly. From the outsiders can seem possessive, but Tav knows it's protectiveness. Astarion needs to know Tav is safe.

- Astarion do enjoy kisses, but it overwhelms him. The moment Tav shows him that they can kiss without needing to move things forward, Astarion let's himself truly enjoy it.

- From time to time, Astarion still stays awake thinking that Tav will someday break up with him for not wanting to have sex. Those nights he squirms and leaves their shared bedroll just to come back later and demands to be the little spoon.

- Post Cazador quest (not ascended Astarion): Astarion wants to have sex again, with Tav, and he tries and success. But after that, sometimes he still dissociates during sex and/or drops. If Tav stops, Astarion will feel like a failure and once again the fear creeps in, it takes him some time to accept and allow Tav to take care of him and to believe that it's ok.

- He's the most devoted husband Tav ever could ask for.

Those are some of my hc about Astarion in a relationship with Tav. Dealing with sex related trauma it's not easy, it's not easy intimacy, but fuck, I do love to believe that Tav will stay with Astarion because my poor little vampire babygirl deserves to be loved unconditonally (we all deserve that).

#bg3 astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate astarion #astarion ancunin #fluffy chicken plays bg3 #fluffy chicken writes #fluffy chicken answers your questions #bg3 headcanons #romance #ptsd #ptsd recovery

[b-e-l-l-a--l-u-n-a]

The storm tossed outside. He softly touched my body..

"Why do you listen to the hurricane blowing outside the window?

The rain and the wind and the cold..

Imagining you're laying in the grass, the blades of grass biting your skin..

The rain falling on your face, blurring your eyes, the water icy cold on your body..

The cold wind blowing across your skin..

While I'm inside you."

"...my lips warm, my tongue hot in your mouth warming your body and soul."

S

#love #lovers #s #i love you #passion #couples #desire #hurricane #rain #purple rain #romance #embrace #adoration #infatuation #love story #love poems #love quotes #romantic love #unconditonal love #amorous #amore #mi amor #te amo #je t'aime #lust #couples tantric #romantic couple #wet #he said #warmth of love

[cosmic-walkers]

honestly, i know that i always compare anne and thomas, especially since reading wolf hall and watching the tudors for time no3, and just in a historical context by means of the reformation...

but i think an equally fair comparison is thomas and Katherine. They were both on an extremely high level of importance for both Henry and England. Both offered political / foreign allies, policies, diplomacies, etc.

their deaths caused devesating blows to both henry and england. allies were lost, political strucutre fell apart, and it was hard if not impossible for england to recover.

he also had love for them even after their deaths, though with cathering he was quiet. with thomas, he publicly regretted what he'd done and went as far as rising the cromwell family name to make up for it.

they also both loved and served him unconditonally until their last days, even if he turned against them.

#thomas cromwell #catherine of aragon #wolf hall #the tudors #henry viii #they were also both older than henry idk what that's gotta do with it

[azureflamesideblog]

Okay but. Fellow Azulaang shippers. Let me gush about just, the unconditonal love Aang would teach Azula.

And as with most things with me and this ship. Literally this sentiment can be in a romantic context, or even if they just become friends. But like-

The idea that, during her recovery and redemption, Aang is there. A reminder of some of the worst things she's done: the scar on his back being a reminder. But he helps her. He doesn't react when she lashes out, doesn't turn cold when she doesn't act the way he wants or even even if she prods him. Aang stays by her side through the prosses of massive change and healing she goes through- a good deal of it very ugly, painful stuff. And on the other side she realized his love (again, platonic or romantic doesn't really make a difference) never changed. He always cared and that never changed no matter what she did.

Like, the releif insane amount of comfort that would give her? To know someone would always choose her, every time, no matter if she could manage the good thing all the time or not?

Just the through brings happy tears and through she wouldn't show it you bet it would make Azula all warm and fuzzy too.

#A second part of this will eventually be coming #on something I think Azula would could do to help better Aang too #Azulaang #Azula #Aang #But for now warm and fuzzy Azula-being-loved-like-she-needs content because help she is 14 and only been taught love based on Ozai #top teir toxic mess

[astroismypassion]

Helloooo can say something about capricorn juno in 12th house in 9˚. it also conjuncts my ascendant

Hey,

you could have a partner that is very cold or emotionally repressed, but they are really artistic. They could be a musician or play an instrument. You might also enjoy someone who is husband/wife material. Someone who doesn't embarass you in public. You enjoy people that are giving and have a lot of unconditonal love. You are not aware of all the people crushing on you, hence a lot of secret admirers.

@astroismypassion

#astrology #astroismypassion #astro notes #astroblr #astro community #astro note #astro observations #natal chart #astrology blog #chart reading

[comradeboyhalo]

it's not so much jaiden keeping secrets that worries me (esp since i do believe that every character should be able to keep their secrets and everyone else can cope). its moreso the fact that the people she's chosen to trust are the ones that just...do not have her back.

cause if the entire world turns against her, who does she have left? cucurucho and osito bimbo, who are under the federation first and foremost? my hope is that she chooses to confide/trust in roier because placing her love on cucurucho is a set-up for tragedy.

(and theres more to be said about how jaiden's love is so unconditonal, she doesnt really expect that love back, and it makes it all the more sadder that she's robbed of a happy ending).

[sage-greenery]

"the show would be ruined and everything would fall apart!!!!" and its two best friends who have had a "special" bond since the beginning and whose love for each other is exactly what they both need, who care deeply and unconditonally for each other, getting in a loving, healthy relationship

#just say ur homophobic and move on #byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers

[talonabraxas]

[ Christ Light Emissaries- Blue Star Sirius ] This is the emblem I have created for the Christ Light Emmissaries. Those who carry the flame of the Christed Heart. The qualities of Divine unconditonal love, divine wisdom, divine truth, purity of heart, and divine grace. We are all walking each other home to the light - the light of Creator within. This is part of the emblem of the next group gathering, which will be coming in the near future. Stay tuned for the full Transmission and the gathering details. ABOUT THE CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS Christ Consciousness is an energy of unconditional love. It forms a golden ray of light which can be used by anyone for several purposes. It carries love, wisdom, healing, protection, and the ability to illuminate anyone or anything with a much higher frequency. When invoked, the Gold Ray of Christ is drawn at a 9th dimensional frequency from the pool of Christ Consciousness held in Sirius. Then it is stepped down to the level it is needed. If you have worked with the Gold Ray of Christ in previous lifetimes it will already be held in your auric fields and your divine blueprint. (Information from The archangel Guide to Ascension By Tim Whild and Diana Cooper) ABOUT THE CHRIST LIGHT EMISSARIES ✨ Each of us can ignite the Christ Light within and become an emissary of the Christ Light. Bringing illumination and love wherever we go, and using this frequency to bring healing, balance and illumination to others. By doing so, we are in higher service to God. ✨Christ Light Emissaries are those who either have a soul contract to be carriers of this frequency, or those who elect to carry the Christ Light with their pure intention and willingness to be of service. ✨ Christ Light Emissaries are being called forward NOW to ignite the Christ Light within, to bring healing and balance and love to ALL. ✨ Christ Light Emissaries are being called to connect with one another, to raise their frequency, and ignite their Christed Hearts for the highest good of humanity, the Earth and all beings upon the Earth. ✨ The Christ Consciousness holds the divine blueprint in place. It illuminates the divine blueprint, and by doing on, brings whatever it touches back into divine balance and brings it to its highest potential. ✨ All of the lllumined Ones, the Ascended Masters, held the flame of the Christ Light within and literally radiated with this frequency. Their mission was to seed this light here on Earth, and be living examples of Source love. The Masters knew that in the future there would be millions of people carrying this frequency and therefore able to stabilize this light to create the New Earth.