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billy-jeans23 · 6 days

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━☆𓁺☆━ Magical messages for your Monday ━☆𓁺☆━ (⊹ timeless dw ⊹)

free channeled as i did my makeup weeeee

━☆pick the image you feel most drawn to sistaaas (gn term)~ or to become more clear for this channeled reading/future prediction, ask God/Spirit/your higher or future self for which pile would resonate best for your alignment~!!... And or just pick your favorite Powerpuff Girl ofc lollll━☆

━☆𓁺☆━ pile 1

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━☆ Pink, hearts, sparkles/sparkly (eyeshadow or sparkly dresses?- brooches?...), summer nights, fireworks, dreamy, grounded, Taurus/Virgo/Capri placements (Taurus midheaven, Capri rising/Moon degree, Virgo rising/Mars), divine feminine within masculine, house/collage party, business upgrade, phone calls, paid (family?$) vacation, past mommy issues ━☆

━☆I see a balcony, this could be the balcony of a new/different apartment that you are touring and settling on that is destined for you at this time in your life- for some this is an apartment at a party of some kind, hosted by a friend of a friend-... This is a balcony of a castle even- Disneyland? For my whole collective, this is a balcony that you are standing on at night, the sky is a fully darkened blue, and this is accruing in an environment where there are only a handful of stars or none at all... But there is something about the scene that is glittering- maybe dew drops on other balcony plants glistening from lit windows, stained glass,- for those at a party this could be what you choose to wear, eyeshadow, or some accessory,- for those in some place higher, or more royal I should say this is your dress or a clip on your suit-... For all in this collective, no matter the situation-... You feel like a princess. Or prince, or royalty, you feel high (maybe you are at this party💀- full or laughter and couches)- you feel on top of the world. Your world, that you are finally meeting- you are becoming aligned with your world... This might even be your first party, your first business trip/meeting, or your first apartment in a new town/place. You are looking from this balcony, up at the summer night sky, and down at the life below (windows, sidewalks, cicadas-)... You look ahead, past the balcony's edge- and you feel... At peace. Your eyes are sparkling, with tears for some of you, and for some, it's a feeling of satisfaction- you are here. In the weight of the past bundled up, and your whole future as open to you as the night sky, open to you and closer in reach- and you are here, right smack dab in the present, your present moment, your moment.

━☆"I feel nervous in a way that can't be named" - "-I dreamt last night of a sign that read 'The end of love'" - "we were reaching in the dark- that summer in New York" - "I've always been in love with you- could you tell it from the moment that I met you"━☆

━☆𓁺☆━ pile 2

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━☆ Green, connection to pile 1, 32, 222, 333(?), "finally here", garden, Paris, je t'aime(2006), fruit, park visit, "new job now colors", "you love her, don't you?" ━☆

━☆As I looked up from meditating on your energy, all I saw was green (the sunlight on my hydrangeas), you love nature and "organized plant life" (gardening I'm guessing) and you are finally in it! I keep getting phrases more so than just keywords so for some you may be a writer... And your work has finally become monetary "fruitful"! Or for some of you- you just have a "writer's heart" that I am heavily picking up on. -(Brontë sisters?? Wuthering Heights-?)- And I want to give you the message that you will have this same heart for years and years- and you do with it as you wish (keep it internal I mean), but this is just my message to you and what my own spirit guides are saying- tune into yourself and begin to express like my actual-writer group. I'm hearing that my writer group for this collective may even be your higher selves showing you what your future can be by stepping onto this path, and for those in my group already writing (and this could be anything, journaling, poetry, fan fiction, etc) you are now making steps towards this future-writer-self... I hope I'm making sense because I am not a writer lol (I am in my own way ofc I just don't describe myself as that... Yet!)- anyways, even if all that you are doing right now is just personal (for some of you, you already have a blog or page that you are posting on/beginning to, good for you!!), but if you continue to build your world, build your confidence/grow your confidence- this will in the future turn into a career I'm hearing, even if it feels slow going. I'm hearing it will result in journalism, a bigger blog, tons of kudos (~if you know you know), ko-fi, etc- I'm hearing you'll get those new pairs of shoes that you want (yes pairs, you'll have the income)- but back to nature~ you'll get that garden, it's already set in stone for you,- for some of you you'll also get that job involving nature/plant life/outdoors. I'm hearing it has something to do with the national parks/forest preserves, so you'll be getting that park ranger opportunity, fire watch (?), wildlife protection and observation- you got it-it's yours. For some of you, this is a position at a "big box store" in the gardening department, like Home Depot (US reader here- change the name for where you live)- you got it in the bag. I'm already seeing you pushing one of those big wooden carts around full of geraniums or something🌸. The point is, once you align yourself with where you want to be/go- you got it, it's yours. Arriving in even better a plan, and timing, than you were overthinking it would be.

━☆"silly boy- don't talk to me" - "I do better on my own- I don't mean to come off cold" - "shame I would've danced with you tonight"━☆

━☆𓁺☆━ pile 3

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━☆ -(*cw* 18+ near end)-(‼️**CW**‼️ vampiric energy ‼️ALERT‼️🗣)- Blue, clouds, sky, "sky high", birds, balloons, sunsets, the ocean, letters V, T, O, M, number 7, 777, 7171, sea turtles, tangerines, citrus, Pretty in Pink (1986) ━☆

━☆You're in the clouds- maybe you're high with a group of friends. I sense your crush, or someone you feel an attraction to when you get high- you're in a dreamy place, and the environment around you also feels a bit like a dream, you're at a fair- a fairground of some kind. It's dusk and by the beach, the air has turned crisper and you're in a jacket (bomber or jean), you're being led by the hand through the lit-up stalls, and the lanterns look like they have fairies made of light dancing in them- your head is spinning with the cold summer air as you are guided through the feet and shoes of others. This person guiding you sees you as theirs in this moment, whether they are one of your friends going solo with you, or the person who you have this scent of attraction towards- I'm not sure, I don't think you quite know either as they lead you with their back to you through the crowd. You two being connected by their hand reaching behind them to grip onto yours- the breeze flowing through the crowd dances through your loose hair whisps- your eyes are unfocused, and the air switches from clear and cold to warm and fried (because fairgrounds,- funnel cake)- your wrist stays pulled on, a clung-to-grip... This person, you do know them- and they want to take you somewhere while in this high, their own high makes them headstrong and determined I'm hearing, but again- I am unclear if this is someone in particular that you are attracted to, or a friend... Who most definitely has an attraction to you when you are both in the clouds... Together- you follow their grip on you, and what happens next-... I'll leave to your imagination ☁️💫

Ok I'm sobering from your energy- cuz your reading turned out too short for my taste and I want to try and "recall"/"remember" some of the details to better Identify this individual to you... You already know this person and they are within your friend group/you know them in a group setting (for only one or two of you- you are currently solo/on your own and this is describing your future friend group dynamic!),,, there is something dark about them physically or energetically- dark curly hair, dark/brown/hazel eyes, tan/dark tan skin I'm hearing. There's something noticeable to you about their jawline/chin/lips area- it's honestly giving Pretty in Pink energy- you have your eyes fully hazed over for this one particular person (also in your group- or this could even be a co-worker or someone you know from work) while this other person is energetically at your heels- it's giving you're gazing longingly at another while this person is staring hard at the back of your head. Ouch lol- but again the dark attributes I felt weren't just physical but also energetic... Yea, they're fun and have either a very charismatic personality or a more dry and witty charm to them (I'm hearing a bit of a drawl especially when they talk to youuu)- but their motives,,, their intentions boo-boo, I mean maybe you'd kinda like a bad little boy in the sheets- I'll leave it up to you, but I'll say just be totally freaking careful with your emotions and what you can actually gain from this person, cause,, I'm hearing the word "wipe/tissue"- this person is here for fun and then it's onto the next experience... They could get off on doing that actually 💀- but I mean you do you, just know what it is you're doing (it's giving vampire energy now... They want to take your precious energy under a cape before flying off out the window- OOF💀 babygirl-!)

*kept typing "?" when I wanted commas- this dude is confusing and not it tf- (I cannot go on any longer girllll😭)*

━☆"you would explain the current,Hoping I just stay the same and nothing will change and it'll be us, just for a while" "do we even exist? that's when I make the wish, to swim away with the fish"━☆

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━☆this was cool lol happy monday🎉☕️

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billy-jeans23 · 6 days

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Working at the sex shop really did rewire my brain. There was basically no topic that was too taboo to talk about, and what little propriety I’d had evaporated. I’d be out walking and chatting with friends about erotica I’d had to read that day only to be shushed and realize people were staring at me.

It always struck me as a little bit silly but I learned to curb myself for others comfort levels. Mostly.

But I have one distinct memory of decorating holiday cookies with my parents and my grandmother. My mom had worked in a sex shop back in her day, and I never hid my line of work from my family, so I was telling a work story.

I was conscious that my dad was slightly more sensitive, so I was using pretty broad descriptions, but I happened to mention silicone lube and my nana asked, “What’s that?”

I went into full sales mode. Focused on the little reindeer cookie I was decorating I started info dumping, “Oh, it’s pretty great. Water based lubricants get absorbed through vaginal mucous membranes, but silicone is too dense and our body can’t absorb it the same way. So once you apply some silicone you never have to worry about chafing, and a little goes a long way. It’s especially popular with older women, because they start producing less natural lubricant and absorb water based lubes so quickly.”

There was a silent beat after this statement.

I looked up.

My mom and grandmother were looking at me with rapt attention, and I belatedly realized I was addressing two older women who probably would welcome extra lubrication.

And then there was my dad, blushing so pink with embarrassment that I thought he was about to faint.

“I can talk about something else,” I offered in apology to my dad.

“Like hell! He can go in the other room, tell me more!” My nana declared. My dad scampered off to busy himself in another room while I answered their questions and talked about brands and pricing.

I slipped them each a small bottle of silicone lube for the holidays.

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billy-jeans23 · 7 days

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You’re so cute I love you 😭

I’d like some fluffy, queer platonic style hobi boy fanfiction please 💜💜💜

Ask and you shall receive, I truly hope your birthday was great Roo baby!! then again, I'm wishing you all the love you deserve for this new year of life!!

Pairing: none, platonic Hobi x queer reader (they're besties!)

Genre/Trope/Rating: Everyone, meet-cute, fluff, best friends au, found family, platonic, a dash of hurt/comfort.

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: none really, it has brief hurt/comfort moments but they're non descriptive.

Summary: It seems like rainy Mondays may become a thing in your friendship with Hoseok.

A/N: for my wonderful Roo baby! Everyone wish them a happy birthday! (even if i still don't know how timezones work and this might be a few hours late, but time doesn't exist so it is still their birthday if they wish it to be so)

You can distinctly hear the rain pouring down just outside your window, the pitter patter a background noise added to whatever movie Hoseok had decided to tune on your TV as you two sat across from each other, the night just a tad bit colder in a rather warm spring day.

“This is nice” Hoseok comments in a light tone, eyes flickering away from the screen in favour of taking a gulp out of the wine glass he had been nursing for a while now, you can’t help but chuckle at the way that his cheeks are tinted almost the same tone as his drink– quite a feat for a Monday evening– yet the teasing goes unnoticed “Reminds me of when we first met”

“We most definitely weren’t inside” he perks at that, turning to face you “..or drinking wine, but by all means, I wish we were back then”

The day is still engraved in both of your minds, almost as clear as if it had happened mere hours ago, midterm week back in college tended to take a toll on people, so you couldn’t quite blame Hoseok for venturing the day without properly checking his weather app.

“I never asked you for your umbrella, so you can’t blame that one on me!” His tone is cheery, in a way that it is too familiar with how he consumes alcohol, you can’t help but fondly roll your eyes at him.

“Well I wasn’t about to let a guy wearing shorts and sandals run all across campus without some sort of cover”

To say that you had been baffled at the image in front of you would be an understatement, it was as if Hoseok was living on an alternate reality, sun and rainbows expected instead of the big thunderstorm that you had watched develop throughout the day, he wasn’t even thinking it through before you could clearly see the determination in his eyes as he tried to make a run for it, not before your hand pulled him back into the building, thrusting an umbrella his way with a smile and wandering off to the other side of the building to wait the rain out.

“You know, I never got to see that umbrella ever again” the movie has now become one with the raindrops outside, a mere reminder that you used to be doing something beforehand.

Hoseok is quick to pull his thinking face, finger resting on his chin and all before he responded “I lost it at that finals frat party, was planning to give it to you but it vanished”

Finals week was also a time you could pull up from a ‘not so great yet turned great’ memories’ chest from in a heartbeat. You didn’t really know anyone attending the party, as huge as it was, a familiar mop of dark hair nursing a solo cup– a bit too similar to the way he does now– and an ominous wave your way, a heart-shaped smile and a set of feet quickly approaching you as soon as you felt the first set of tears flowing. Hoseok had asked you a million questions before pulling you outside, deciding to treat you to a 24 hour diner as he let you talk non-stop, offering napkins here and there as you poured your heart out.

“Well at least I gained a friend in return” it has come to a point where you and Hoseok don’t even need words to communicate, if the way that he continues to stare at you with crinkled eyes is anything to go by, forcing you to elaborate further “...a best friend? the bestest friend?”

Hoseok hums nonchalantly “thank you! ‘Best friend’, they dare to say!” he reaches for his glass at the same time as you do, a comfortable silence resting upon you until he shrieks in excitement “I still remember when you joined the dance studio, you became my favourite person in the world right on that second”

“I did?”

“I couldn’t help but keep thinking ‘they are nice, selfless, comfortable to talk to AND THEY DANCE?’ I lost it, Y/N, I knew we had to be friends for life”

“Just life?” if there’s something you had learned about Hobi is that pushing just the right buttons you could turn the man into a chattering box, a cute one at that, exploiting it in the presence of a nice wine was meant to be a recipe for amazing surprises.

“No– ALL ETERNITY! I will continue to be your bestest ghost friend!” the look on his face turns comically serious as he turns to fully face you “Y/N, you will continue to be my bestest ghostie friend, right?”

You chuckle at that, wondering if that sentence could contain any sliver of the way fully sober Hoseok thought about you “There’s no doubt about it, Hobi”

And t is all in truth, you can’t really fathom a world, or even a timeline– if anything you knew about the multiverse was true– in which you and Hoseok weren’t attached at the hip, there just wasn’t a possibility where his smile couldn’t outshine your darkest days, or your presence wouldn’t be comforting enough for his. You two had been there for pretty much every step of the way, even if it seemed like a late start, you had made it to the finish line together.

You had been there when his whole world went down in shambles when he had to drop out of dance school, picking up the pieces of his heart as he learned to love the art he was proficient in all over again. He had been there when you thought you had lost yourself, out in the big wide world and unsure of what you wanted, he had held your hand in his and walked the way home to your own happiness. And the list could go on, years after years of shared truths, tears, smiles and comfort, all wrapped up and coexistent in your living room floor, a trashy movie playing as background noise as the sound of rain envelops it all, two glasses of wine and two bestest friends sharing memories of the past, Hobi’s cheery tone bringing you back to yourself.

“Wait I remember now, it was a rainy Monday when we met”

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billy-jeans23 · 8 days

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It's apparently sexual assault to masturbate to the idea of someone without getting their permission first. I've been suddenly thrown back into 2015 Tumblr

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billy-jeans23 · 8 days

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Vent

Ive been feeling off for nearly a month now, and i dont know why. I thought i was tired, i slept, ate, drank water, had fun, exercised etc i thought it was post show blues so i went out, i danced, i stretched Now i just feel like everything is wrong, but its not true. One the surface its fine. Why do i feel like i'm the one thats wrong ? What am i missing ?

#vent

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billy-jeans23 · 10 days

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It is deeply, deeply beneficial to TERFs if the only characteristic of TERF ideology you will recognize as wrong, harmful, or problematic is "they hate trans women".

TERF ideology is an expansive network of extremely toxic ideas, and the more of them we accept and normalize, the easier it becomes for them to fly under the radar and recruit new TERFs. The closer they get to turning the tide against all trans people, trans women included.

Case in point: In 2014-2015, I fell headlong into radical feminism. I did not know it was called radical feminism at the time, but I also didn't know what was wrong with radical feminism in the first place. I didn't see a problem with it.

I was a year deep into this shit when people I had been following, listening to, and looking up to finally said they didn't think trans women were women. It was only then that I unfollowed those people, specifically; but I continued to follow other TERFs-who-didn't-say-they-were-TERFs. I continued ingesting and spreading their ideas- for years after.

If TERFs "only target trans women" and "only want trans women gone", if that's the one and only problem with their ideology and if that's the only way we'll define them, we will inevitably miss a vast majority of the quiet beliefs that support their much louder hatred of trans women.

As another example: the trans community stood relatively united when TERFs and conservatives targeted our right to use the correct restroom, citing the "dangers" of trans women sharing space with cis women. But when they began targeting Lost Little Girls and Confused Lesbians and trotting detransitioners out to raise a panic about trans men, virtually the only people speaking up about it were other transmascs. Now we see a rash of anti-trans healthcare bills being passed in the US, and they're hurting every single one of us.

When you refuse to call a TERF a TERF just because they didn't specifically say they hate trans women, when you refuse to think critically about a TERF belief just because it's not directly related to trans women, you are actively helping TERFs spread their influence and build credibility.

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