#Reduce Everyday Stresses

[shopcat]

quite random but bc i get turbo ocd nightmares fairly often that tend to be about my intrusive thoughts and i've never actually seen any mention of it outside of asking my friends so i just want to say

1. dreams don't mean anything and never will they're just your brain entertaining itself in whatever way possible and there are no deeper meanings to them it's just nonsense conjured from whatever stimulus you've engaged in over time.

2. bc of the nature of intrusive thoughts being well. in your head. dreams or nightmares that take the shape of these thoughts and bring them to "life" in some way don't make them more real / less of an intrusive thought / etc. and anything can be considered a nightmare even if you don't wake up scared like a big dramatic chased by a dinosaur nightmare can. like if it makes you feel bad or anxious when you wake up that's a nightmare still, which is an easy, healthy way to reframe the thinking if ur struggling w these types of dreams

3. similarly if u dream of trauma/similiarly traumatising events that you have or have not 1:1 experienced but are still bc of said trauma, especially "sex dreams", these also mean nothing and are the same meaningless goop in your brain, and any reaction you may or may not have during or after the dream is bc of the same hormonal response your brain has to just about anything to do with sex. much like how someone sa'd who has a stimulated response didn't "actually like it", the only job of a dream is to in some way create stimulus and they're rooted in nothing tangible I Promise. reliving trauma of any kind in dreams is very common, doesn't mean you're suppressing anything or bad or secretly into it.

ok that's all kisses

[stacymikixo]

Peaceful: Embracing Calm in a Chaotic World

Peaceful moments are like precious gems in the busy rhythm of life. They offer a sense of calm, a pause from the constant demands and noise surrounding us. Whether it's a quiet morning with a cup of tea, the soft rustling of leaves in a gentle breeze, or the stillness of a sunset, peaceful moments have the power to restore our inner balance. But what exactly makes something peaceful, and how can we find more of it in our lives?

Imagine yourself sitting by a lake. The water is perfectly still, reflecting the sky like a mirror. Birds sing in the distance, and there's a cool breeze on your face. You take a deep breath, and in that moment, everything feels right. This is peace. It’s the absence of worry and stress, a space where you can simply exist without feeling rushed or overwhelmed. Peaceful moments like these remind us of the beauty of simplicity, of the quiet joys that life has to offer.

But peace doesn’t always come naturally. In a world that often feels chaotic, finding peace can sometimes be a challenge. We are constantly bombarded by information, deadlines, and responsibilities. Our minds are busy, always thinking about the next task, the next worry. Yet, even in the midst of all this, peace can be found. It’s often about making a conscious choice to pause and focus on the present moment. By slowing down and appreciating the little things—a warm breeze, the sound of rain, or even the simple act of breathing—we can create peaceful spaces for ourselves.

Interestingly, peace isn’t just about quiet surroundings. Peace can also be an inner state of mind. Some people find peace in meditation, where they focus on their breath and let go of distracting thoughts. Others find peace in creative activities, like painting, writing, or playing music. When we engage in something that fully absorbs our attention, we enter a state of flow, where time seems to disappear, and our minds are free from the usual chatter. This is a form of peace, too—one that comes from being fully present in the moment.

Nature is a powerful source of peace. Whether it's a walk in the forest, a day spent by the ocean, or simply sitting in a park, being surrounded by nature has a calming effect on both our minds and bodies. Studies have shown that spending time in natural environments can reduce stress, lower blood pressure, and improve overall well-being. The sounds of birds chirping, water flowing, or wind blowing through trees all contribute to a sense of serenity. Nature reminds us that peace is all around us if we take the time to connect with it.

Peaceful moments can also be found in human connections. Think of the comfort of a warm hug, the quiet joy of a meaningful conversation, or the simple act of sitting with a loved one in silence. These moments of togetherness, where words aren't needed, can be deeply peaceful. They offer a sense of security, love, and understanding—qualities that are essential for a peaceful life. Building peaceful relationships means listening without judgment, showing kindness, and being present for each other.

Of course, peace isn’t always easy to maintain. Life throws challenges our way, and sometimes conflict or stress feels unavoidable. However, peace doesn’t mean avoiding all conflict. It means approaching situations with a calm and open heart, seeking understanding rather than reaction. When we respond to life’s difficulties with patience and compassion, we invite peace into even the most challenging situations. Peaceful living is about cultivating a mindset of acceptance and grace, no matter what circumstances we face.

Did you know that "peace" comes from the Latin word "pax," which means "freedom from civil disorder"? Historically, peace was often seen as the absence of war or violence, but in modern times, the concept of peace has expanded to include inner tranquility and harmony. This shift reflects the growing understanding that peace is not just a collective state of being, but also a personal journey. Peace begins within each of us, and when we find it in ourselves, we are better able to share it with others.

In our personal lives, creating peace can be as simple as setting aside time for self-care. Whether it’s a quiet moment in the morning before the day begins, a relaxing bath at the end of a long day, or a few minutes of deep breathing, these small practices can make a big difference. When we take care of our minds and bodies, we create the foundation for a peaceful life. We learn to let go of unnecessary stress and focus on what truly matters.

In conclusion, peace is not something that exists outside of us—it’s something we create within ourselves. Whether through nature, mindfulness, or connection with others, peace is available to us in many forms. It’s about finding calm in the storm, balance in the chaos, and joy in the simple moments. Peaceful living is not about escaping the world, but about approaching it with a calm heart and a clear mind. So, next time you find yourself feeling overwhelmed, remember that peace is just a breath away. It’s always there, waiting for you to embrace it.

[makkie-is-screaming]

I’m gonna call Q later and I might tell her what’s going on bc I’ve been watching n reading a ton of stuff relating to amenorrhea and I’m scared but I can’t recover alone I need someone to know

[larryhappiday]

Cognitive Distortion: Catastrophizing

Cognitive Behavioral Therapy can help combat catastrophizing, a cognitive distortion with profound effects on mental well-being. I’m this article, Pastor Ngozi Hippolytus Asoya shows that by reshaping cognitive patterns and cultivating resilience, individuals can overcome catastrophizing and improve their overall mental health. Since I was a small child, I have always heard the expression:…

[sweetteainthesummerx]

✰ sweet nothing✰

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nhl masterlist !

pairing: quinn hughes x writer! reader

warnings: angst and comfort, fluff

song: sweet nothing by taylor swift

summary: 5 times Quinn knew you were the one, and the one time he let you know...

word count: 2.2 k

notes: quinn my sweet boy!! also sweet nothing by taylor swift because her love songs are so superior

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outside, they're push and shoving, you're in the kitchen humming

quinn pushes open the door to his apartment, exhausted. His face hurts from smiling at fans, and the triple header really, really took it out of him.

he loves his captaincy, really. he loves his boys, the leading, the responsibility. it's hard, though, to live up to all of the jostle and hassle the spotlight brings.

needless to say, the push and shove of stress has taken its toll on him, and all he needs is a hot shower and preferably 8 or more hours of sleep.

through the walkway, he hears a familiar voice, the telltale clatter of pans, a taylor swift song and the aroma of garlic and tomatoes.

you must've used his spare key he gave you.

he smiles despite himself, something warm tugging deep in his stomach.

he calls your name and immediately flushes with how breathy and needy he sounds. the last thing he wants is to scare you away.

"q!" you pop up from behind the counter, wearing nothing but one of his old shirts that drapes long over your slender shoulders and a pair of ratty sweatpants. your hair is pulled back from your make-up void face.

you've never looked more beautiful.

you make your way over while he admires you, and lock your arms around his waist, smiling up at him.

"missed you," you kiss his cheek, and he flushes again. god, why was he like this still?

the two of you have been dating for over than a month now, but he's still so easily flustered by you. maybe it's because you work with words for a living, but you're the sweetest thing he's ever seen (and tasted).

you think it's cute, and you tell him more often than not, reducing him to a puddle of a blushing mess.

he bundles you properly in his arms, kissing you properly.

you're so soft and warm under his fingers, your mouth hot and pliable.

you indulge him for a moment, savouring the time with each other. his hands wander down to your hips, gripping hard like he's afraid you'll be blown away by the wind.

a timer dings, and you pull back. he chases your lips, letting out a whine when you giggle and push gently at his broad chest.

"quinny, stop! i made you lasagna, and I don't want it to burn."

"mm, we'll order take out," he mutters into your neck, breathing in your familiar perfume.

you let out a sound of protest, finally breaking free of his hold. he follows you like a lost puppy as you set the table, plating him an extra large piece.

as he eats, you watches your kind eyes and easy smile with adoration.

the realization jars him, but settles firm in his bones: he wants to come home to you everyday.

..••°°°°••....••°°°°••..

i wrote a poem, you say, "what a mind", this happens all the time

it's the release of your latest book, and quinn watches as you engage with your fans. the biggest indigo in vancouver invited you to come do a meet and greet along with a signing.

you had spent the morning with quinn, his hands stroking through your hair to calm you down. although your other books had success, this one was your proudest piece of work yet.

quinn had been the first person to read it. he was impressed; he knew you were smart and you had a way with words that astounded him, but the whole book was like poetry.

the words flowed easy from you, as easy as breathing.

now, watching you all flushed and a little embarrassed by the attention from the mass of people who showed up, he all but glows with pride.

a young girl, maybe in her early teens, comes up to you with a wide smile and bright, glassy eyes. he can't hear well, because he's tucked near the back of the room to avoid the crowd, but she says something and your face falls.

he's ready to sprint through the crowd to get to you, but you hug the younger girl. she's crying, he realizes. you squeeze her tight, sign her book and send her off with what looks like encouraging words and another hug.

afterwards, while he drives with one hand and the other on your thigh, he asks what happened.

"she told me she's never felt more seen by anyone before. that my book told her it's okay to not know where to be in the world." your eyes feel wet, and he smiles.

god, you're brilliant.

he raises your hand to his mouth and kisses your pulse.

"what a mind," he murmurs, and you laugh softly.

"you tell me that all the time."

"because I mean it, babe."

now he understands when those cheesy movies say "I want you body, mind and soul".

you are undeniably beautiful, gorgeous even. kindness seeps from your very being, and you're mind is bright and soft.

he wants all of you, forever.

..••°°°°••....••°°°°••..

the voices that implore, "you should be doing more"

ellen sees some of the articles and criticisms of her eldest on the internet. quinn has always been the quietest, the most calm and so stoic. but her sweet boy, who worked too hard and did too much was always being told to do more.

so when she called him and he picked up the facetime groggy and hair still damp, she was surprised.

"hey, mom." he answered, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"hi, quinn. sorry, sweetie. i didn't expect you to be asleep. i thought i would check up on you."

"all good." he yawns, and he makes small talk.

she wonders if he's seen all of the speculations about his captaincy on the news and headlines.

he tells her he has, because she asks him straight up. he appreciates the straightforwardness, and he has since he was young.

he tells her that you were there.

"she ran me a bath, with those weird salt things that women love so much-"

"hey! they're very nice." she interrupts, laughing at his antics.

"and she made soup. we ate already and I took a nap. she's out getting groceries, but i'll tell her you said hi, mom."

ellen nods, something tangible and comforting in the air around her. her son is in good hands.

..••°°°°••....••°°°°••..

to you, I can admit that I'm just too soft for all of it

you find him in the empty change room. he's sitting on a bench, wet hair messy, head hung. you expected this; your boyfriend was nothing if not responsible and too hard on himself.

after another loss, his grief and frustration was normal.

you kneel before him, taking his face, hot from the shower in your cool hands. his pretty eyes are rimmed red, and he leans into your touch.

"hey, pretty boy. you did good out there, captain."

he shakes his head, fingers trembling as he pulls you closer so he can push his face into your hair, inhaling your smell.

"i failed them. i'm a shit captain, and i can't seem to break this cycle we're in-"

"you are not a shit captain." you say those words firmly, and it almost surprises quinn. normally you were soft-spoken and slow, but you tell him this with urgency.

"i should be taking care of everyone, and everything-"

"but who takes care of you?"

your words break a dam in him, and he buries his head in your shoulder. the position is uncomfortable, but you don't shift or mention his shaking shoulders.

"you are a good leader. a good leader is one who stands with his team, even during the tough times. the boys adore you, and you will break this rut. but it takes time, and work, my love. no one works harder than you."

he sniffs, a hovering breath touches your neck.

"you are so strong, my sweet boy." you cradle his neck, pressing kisses to the side of his face. this sets off another wave of emotions, and he easily tugs you up into his lap.

his wet hair drips onto your (his) jersey, but you don't mind.

"and if you need to be strong for them, you can be soft with me. i'm here for a reason. another set of shoulders to bear your burdens."

"i love you, y'know that?" his voice is scratchy, vulnerable and thick with emotion. although the two of you have exchanged those three words countless of times before this, it feels like more this time.

"i know, quinnie. i love you too."

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I find myself running home to your sweet nothings

jack hauls his older brother onto the curb, setting him there, praying that he doesn't fall flat into the road. luke runs out with quinn's jacket, draping it over his shoulders.

it isn't often that quinn gets drunk, especially this drunk. but the boys night was a chance for all of them to let loose during the off season.

the small dive bar near the lake house was the perfect place to get away.

"dude, he is hammered." luke huffs, tugging at the sleeves of his own hoodie, the chill of the night starting to surround the air.

quinn says something under his breath as he sways, and jack sets him upright again.

"bro, what did you say?"

quinn repeats your name, louder this time, with the request to see you immediately.

the way he says your name, with so much love and awe makes jack almost wish he was in a relationship.

"sure, man. i'll call her to pick you up."

you arrive a mere 10 minutes later, hair wet, wearing one of quinn's canucks sweatshirts and a pair of sleep shorts.

"hey guys," you greet the other hughes boys. Luke gives you a side hug, and you pat jack's arm in thanks as you move to help her boyfriend up.

"babe!" Quinn only realizes then that you're here. jack has to laugh, seeing his brother so far gone because of the 7 tequila shots they took.

"jeez, guys. how much did you drink?" you ask, laughing, and Luke starts to regale you with the tale of jack's bad rendition of lady gaga.

"i missed you." quinn is now standing behind you, arms firmly wrapped around your waist, his cheek pressed against the top of your head. he doesn't say it loud, but contented and quiet.

jack watches as you smooth your hands over his forearms, rolling your eyes in amusement.

"yes, yes, I missed you too, you clingy baby."

"hey! m'not clingy." he protested, his whole body pressed up against every inch of yours.

jack snorts, giving you a sympathetic look, "good luck with that one."

you jokingly flip him off, as you try to maneuver your much larger boyfriend.

"c'mon, hughes." quinn frowns at this.

"I only answer to quinny, my love, sweetie and baby."

"that's your name?" jack asked, only to be met with a dirty look from his brother. luke snickers as you shrug quinn into the passenger seat.

"thanks for watching him." you say as you walk over to the driver's side.

"thanks for coming to get him. did we interrupt anything?"

"nah, except your mom was showing me your guys' baby pictures." you eyes shine with mirth as they groan.

"please tell me she didn't-"

"yep, the bathtub pictures too." you smile, and quinn yells something from with in the car.

"okay, I should probably get the big baby home. you guys don't stay out too late, okay?" you tell them, and they bid you goodbye.

he watches you guys drive off, quinn probably saying something stupid as you laugh.

"y'know, i really hope she's the one." Luke tells him as they head back into the bar.

jack has never, ever seen his brother so happy. he's never seen him smile so willingly for anyone, and clearly, you have him wrapped around your finger.

"yeah, me too, man."

..••°°°°••....••°°°°••..

+ all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing

you're wearing your blue light glasses, a tank top and a pair of his plaid boxers as you sit cross-legged in your shared bed, hair loose around your shoulders.

you're working on something new, and quinn studies your features as you concentrate.

without looking up from your laptop, you grin, "stop staring, stalker."

he laughs, "you love it."

you meet his eyes as he crawls next to you. he lets you wipe at his mouth, where he's sure there's still remnants of toothpastes.

"i love you." you offer instead, and he pulls you onto his lap. his fingers inch up your thighs but stop there.

he just wants to feel you, before he has to leave for another roadie.

"i love you." he tells you matter-of-factly, "and i'm going to marry you one day."

"babe, we've only been together a little over 8 months," you protest, but he sees the glow of joy on your cheeks at his words.

"i know," he says confidently, "but i'm going to make you my wife, one day. all i want is you."

you melt at his words, laying your head on his shoulder, "all i want is you, and your sweet nothings."

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[heartless-tate]

Just Friends? | Dark Azriel X Freader

Summary: You and Azriel are just friends. Who fuck. Or at least that’s how you see it. So what happens when you find out Azriel sees it completely different?. 🧁 | 2.6k words

A/N: I was feeling spicy today for some dark azzie boo bear. FYI, if you’d like this rewritten with a male reader, please ask!

WARNINGS: NSFW content, p in v?, oral F receiving, choking, murder(not reader), torture(not reader), shadow play, slight angst in beginning, fingering, slight degradation, slight manipulation, reader with she/her pronouns. with a pussy. THIS IS YANDERE CONTENT. ITS DARK AND POSSESSIVE.

The apartment is eerily silent. It’s dark, and shadows seem to liter every surface tonight. The stench of mold and something rotten doesn’t overwhelm your senses much anymore. Living here on this side of Velaris, you think you’re use to it. You didn’t bother turning the lights on. They always left a weird dim and yellow setting. The moonlight rays from the windows were enough light for now.

You stood in the cramped kitchen, in front of the oven. You stared at the cupcakes baking inside. Then at the clock; 3:04 am. You hadn’t been able to sleep and why not bake cupcakes? The inner circle would certainly enjoy them tomorrow. Not to mention it’d give you an excuse to question Rhysand of Azriel’s whereabouts. He always stops by your place at least once every three days. Or around that. It had been a week. You were lonely. And sexually frustrated. It was hard to get off without his long scarred fingers pressing into your skin, holding you close like he might lose you, and his cock pumping into you teasingly slow. Nothing compared to the feeling of it. Of him.

Going from fucking everyday, on almost any surface, to nothing within a week was driving you crazy. You needed it. You needed him. And not just sexually. But he couldn’t find that out. You wonder if you shouldn’t have had sex with him that night. Started whatever this mess was. Friends? Or what was it books called it?

Friends with benefits. You two spent the day time as friends, hanging out, talking, and at night you fucked like rabbits during the mating season. Or any time of the day really. You have had a crush on Azriel ever since you met him. How could you not? He was kind. Different. Quiet. And you both hit it off so easily when Rhysand introduced you to the inner circle. it seemed like he was always there. And if he wasn’t, his shadows were. Sure, you don’t have him as yours. But he was your friend. Your best friend. And that was enough. Or at least you tried to convince yourself that.

And so when he came back from a mission, sweaty and heated up from anger- you couldn’t help but relax and let him take control. You had had a stressful day too. Why not? Why not let your hot bestfriend fuck you senseless? That’s where the downfall was. You were just pity fuck or a way to blow off some steam for him. You see the way he’s always talking to Elain. You satisfied him for now. So you would happily reduce yourself to what felt like a sex toy, waiting for him in your shitty apartment in hopes maybe one day he would return your feelings. And more then ever you hated that you missed him, and not just the sex. You didn’t even have a clue to what day it was.

You approached the calendar on the wall and peered at it. He said he’d be back today. Or yesterday- since it’s 3:06 am now. He lied. Maybe he had found another woman. Jealousy swirled inside of you, ever growing like an invasive species. You slumped back down beside the oven. This was depressing. You felt like some lonely sad and depressed wife waiting for her husband to come home. Except he wasn’t your husband. And this wasn’t his home. And one day he’ll find another woman and you’ll be nothing but a faint memory in his mind.

A shadow scurried to you, dancing excitedly, others surrounded and curiously observed you. You watched as they scattered around your body as if searching for any harm. You paused- his shadows were back. Which meant he was back. And near. The shadow dancing in your face swirled and gently brushed against your cheek as if consoling you. As if it knew you were sad. You heard the door open to your apartment. You stood running to the living room watching as Azriel entered your apartment. He looked so out of place here. He slightly reeked of blood. As if he hadn’t washed it off yet and had just used magic to hide it for now. His hair was tussled and his eyes were oddly alert at this hour. He smirked at seeing you standing so excitedly. More shadows rushed to join the ones dancing around you, as if celebrating you.

You were so happy to see him again! But he was late. And probably was with another woman. You frowned and stepped back slightly.

“Where were you?”You questioned, crossing your arms. The shadows slowed to a lazy swirl. His wings tucked in slightly. He approached.

“Does it matter love? I’m here now.” He whispered cunningly, pulling you in by your hips. His fingers quickly moved underneath the baggy T-shirt of his you were wearing to grip at the flesh of your hips. He smiled at you broadly as if just noticing you were only wearing his shirt and panties. Your eyebrows furrowed. He could scent your arousal.

“I thought we didn’t keep secrets from each other.” You snuffed out. His wings tucked in further, his eyes flashing with darkness for a slight second.

“Do not question me.” He whispered softly. Azriel pulled you in closely nuzzling his cheek against your hair. He flinched when you jerked away angrily. He watched as you started back to the kitchen.

“Fine. It’s whatever. After all we’re just-“

“Don’t you fucking dare say friends, Y/n.” He snarled loudly. A sharp contrast from his before behavior. Before you could respond he was pulling you back, your back hitting his chest. It was like he snapped. His arms wrapped tightly around your center, holding you still as his wings surrounded you both.

“The only reason I’ve been putting up with your fucking friends with benefits bullshit is to give you time to adjust.” Azriel said, hands roaming. It became difficult to focus.

“What? What is that suppose to mean Azriel?”

His hand found it’s way to your clothed cunt, feeling the wet spot on your panties. He snickered. Of course you were turned on. His hard chest pressed into you and you could feel his erection firmly prodding against your back. The size difference between you two was almost unbelievable. You had been turned on since you got lost in thought of him earlier. Since that wet dream you had. You mewled softly as two tendrils of his shadows slither their way under your shirt and rub against your perked nipples. Azriel smirked and kissed your neck slowly. He moved your panties to the side and dipped his finger into your gushing cunt, enjoying the sounds it made. And the ones you made.

You couldn’t help the moans that escaped in response. It felt like you were on fire. Azriel was always capable of reducing you to a moaning incoherent mess within seconds. His long scarred fingers started pumping in and out of you, pressing into the one spot that made you cry out. His other hand grasped your throat and forced your head up to face him. His amber eyes were dark and piercing, a feral look on his face. It was terrifying, and yet you felt your body react differently then your mind did.

“What it means is, this pussy is fucking mine. This body. This mind. You’re fucking mine. You’ve been mine since the day we met. My beautiful foolish mate. I waited for the bond to snap for you, but it hasn’t yet. So when we started fucking, I assumed it would snap for you soon. And I could give you time to grow use to me, to having a lover and someone who cares for you. I know nobody has cared for you in a long while, sweet little thing. I knew you would need time to adjust. But it seems maybe you got the wrong idea. We’re not just friends. We’re mates. You belong to me. I belong to you. There will never be anyone else for us. Just me and you.. for eternity.” He whispered possessively in your ear. His feral smile only seemed to grow, making your own fear- but also pleasure grow? His thumb rubbed at your clit at a breathtaking speed, eyes sharp as they watched you squirm. He refused to let go of you though. Holding you close. You couldn’t process his words clearly. Everything felt too good. Too right. Like you belonged there- in his arms.

“W-wait az-“ you whimpered out trying to jerk your hips from the overwhelming heat building in your core. Azriel didn’t relent, shoving a third finger in you, dragging it slowly against your walls. He started pumping them in, every-time he hit the spot he knew that would make you dumb. The spot he knew would make you cock drunk when he angled his dick to press into it every-time he pumped into you. The shadows twirled and pinched at your nipples, creating a mix of pain and pleasure. They knew you enjoyed it. Azriel knew you did with the way your soaking cunt spasmed. You were close. He could see it in the way your body went limp against him. His hand grasped at your throat more aggressively- cutting off some of your air. His eyes were narrowed as he forced you to look at him. He knew you were close by the foggy and dumb look you gave him.

“Cum on my fingers princess. Make a mess.” Azriel purred sweetly, pressing his hard on into your back for some friction. He smirked knowingly when you cried out silently, hands clawing at his arm that was wrapped around neck. He felt the way your walls tightened, clenching around his fingers and he felt wetness leak around them. He released your throat, letting air back in. You gasped for air desperately. Your cunt was gushing around his fingers, a mixture of wetness and cum dripping drown his scarred hands. You clenched around nothing at the sight as he pulled them away.

“Atta girl. Look at you, making a mess of me hands. Clean it up hun.” He cooed, raising his fingers to your mouth. You obediently opened your mouth, allowing his fingers to be shoved into your mouth. You sucked them, tasting yourself. He groaned at the sight, pressing his erection against you again. Shadows suddenly swarmed around you both, and all of a sudden you were inside of Azriel’s house. Well- one of them. He had a penthouse, and a secluded cabin-house? It was deep in the forest and and secluded with the sense of a cabin but much more bigger and fancier. It had a modern look to it. He kept it secret, as it was a hide away for himself, but he always brought you to it.

He pushed you against his bed, mounting you like a feral animal. Both of your clothes disappeared- except for the shirt of his you had on. It stayed. His shadows swirled around you two. His erection prodded your ass.

Azriel seemed much more animalistic now, as he rutted his erection agaisnt you. His arm wrapped around your waist as he lifted you to him. He pulled you into a long, wet, and sloppy kiss. He nipped your lips until swollen and slightly bloody. And you returned it, happily, forgetting everything else. For now. He pulled away when you tapped his arm, needing air. He stared as you regained your breath.

“You wanna know where I was?” He asked, using his knee to knock your legs wider. His hand reached in between yours, feeling your wetness. He ears twitched at the sound of your soft gasp.

“Y-yes” You stuttered out, rutting into his hand.

“I was hunting down that pathetic excuse of your landlord. After you told me about how he threatened to touch you to make up for your lack of money and the missed payments, I went and found the fucker. I had to go on a mission Rhys sent me on, but I told him to count his days. When I got back, I found him and fucking destroyed that piece of shit.” Azriel growled proudly, taking in the scent of your fear and confusion. “He screamed like a little baby, louder then any other girl I’ve tortured before. I made it hurt. Nobody gets to fucking talk or touch my girl like that. Nobody.” He huffed out, chest puffed up with pride.

Azriel grunted when you shoved him away and scrambled to the headboard. His head titled with confusion. He scented your fear and his ears picked up the sound of your heart beat.

Azriel killed someone. You realized. He killed your landlord. It was hard to wrap your head around it. You knew he wasn’t innocent but the Azriel you knew was soft and kind. Not- not this. He killed someone. For you. Someone died. Because of you. Dread filled your bones. He crawled forward. Straddling your hips before you could move. His naked body in all it’s glory.

“Oh sweet thing, don’t be scared. I would never, ever, harm you. Don’t be afraid of me. I was just protecting you. And your landlord wasn’t just threatening you. He was doing it to other females. It’s okay, princess. He was just getting his deserved consequences. Can you imagine how many woman I could’ve possibly saved from his harm tonight? Don’t be scared of me. You’re safe.” Azriel purred out, wings flared. His cock rested on your stomach. You couldn’t help but relax as his scarred hands slowly spread your thighs. He’s right. Azriel’s always right. Someone could’ve been hurt if it wasn’t for him. He was doing you, and other women a favor. There was no reason you shouldn’t just relax and enjoy this. Him.

He smirked, hooking your legs upon his shoulder. Azriel, rubbed gentle circles in your thigh. He admired your pretty cunt. And then you. In his shirt. Smothered in his scent- inside and outside. In his bed. In his house. Where no one could disturb you. Pussy on display for him. And just him. He moved his hips down before nose diving into your pussy, scenting you. You smelled and tasted divine and your cute yelps and squirms of shock only spurred him on as he lapped at your gushing cunt for more. You tasted divine. Better then he could imagine. His hands held tight, nails leaving crescent moon shapes in the soft flesh of your thighs. Azriel couldn’t help but groan and whimper loudly at your taste. Tongue lapping and lapping like a starved man.

“Azzie!” You squeaked out, hands clutching at his hair, hips rutting into his face. His eyes were stuck on you, staring you down like a lion who had finally caught its favorite mouse. He groaned before pulling away, your wetness dripping down his face. He held eye contact as he licked around his mouth, enjoying your flavor. He grabbed the base of his cock and slapped it against your swollen clit, watching as you squirmed and yelped, sensitive. You were so adorable. His shadows slithered around your body before multiple restrained your limbs down. Leaving you helpless and vulnerable to him.

You relaxed. Azriel would never hurt you. He’s always been there for you. And this is what you wanted- him. And even better- he was your mate. Yours. And you were his. Who cares if he brutally killed your landlord? He was just doing his job as your mate. Protecting you. And plus, you have an excuse to move in with him. You had a feeling you wouldn’t be living this bed for a long, long, time. And as he slowly lined his fat cock with your soaking cunt, you couldn’t help but remember one thing. Your fucking cupcakes.

[prettieinpink]

OPTIMISING THE SLEEP + MAXIMISING YOUR BEAUTY

This post is all about how to optimise your sleep and beauty at the same time <3 I hope everyone can use at least one tip today and apply it to their sleep routine.

Have a sleep schedule

it is ideal for us to sleep at the same time, and wake up at the same time everyday. This is so our bodies are producing what we need at given times, and healing us of any injuries without interruption + strengthening our circadian rhythm(regulates our alertness and sleepiness)

Create a good sleep environment

Before you go to sleep, make your room clean and wipe off any excess dust, a cluttered room makes for a cluttered mind. Turn off all lights and close curtains. Having a good sleep environment allows our body to shut down more easily.

Avoid caffeinated drinks and high sugar drinks before bed

Caffeinated drinks should not be consumed 4-6 hours before bedtime possible, which does include soft drinks. It keeps you alert, which causes trouble for your sleep. Sugary drinks before bed reduces the quality of your sleep.

Have time to wind down befor bed

Don’t do any high focus activity, or high intensity exercise before bed. Our body and minds need time to release the stresses and excess energy from the day. Reading, mindfulness, disconnecting from social media, journaling are some things we can do.

Avoid doing high focus activities, exercising and eating in your bed

Your brain should only associate your bed with sleeping or relaxing, or else it makes it harder for you to go to sleep easily.

Minimise naps during the day

This can contribute to any sleep complications, if you really do need to nap, keep it under an hour.

Sleep on your back

Sleeping on your side or stomach can cause asymmetry in your face. Plus, allowing your face to touch your pillowcase can cause acne because of bacteria.

Use a sleeping mask

Blocks out most of your sight, minimising the distractions in your sleep. Make sure it’s a comfortable one which you wash regularly, or it can cause acne.

Sleep using a silk pillowcase

Pure silk can be very beneficial for your skin and hair but also minimises the skin pulling on our faces.

Wash your face before snoozing

The excess residue and dirt on our face transfers to our pillowcase, which we use the next day and causes acne. + an unwashed face can lead to breakouts.

Sleep with a humidifier

For my dry skin girlies, a humidifier allows for your skin to stay moisturised during your sleep, to wake up to bright, glowing skin. This is really recommended, as we are getting into winter.

Brush your teeth before bed

This can help remove any prior food particles, protect from any bacteria and regularly doing this limits the ability for plaque to build up + bad breath is minimised in the morning

Use an overnight moisturiser

For my dry skin girlies, again, using a good overnight moisturiser can help keep your skin glowing throughout the night.

wearing a bonnet

Reduces having tangled, messy hair in the morning and protects your hair from too much friction. Silk/satin ones are recommended.

[neil-gaiman]

Hello Mr. Gaiman sir. I'm kinda hoping you can help me, or your community can. A few months before or after the release of Sandman Netflix you made a post about a company that makes earbuds and noise reduction earplugs. You mentioned they were a good company. I find myself in need of some. I was wonder if maybe you remember the name of said company. Sorry for the ramble block, and thank you for your time.

It was FLARE AUDIO.

These people:

[dvlboy]

playboy problem

sampo just can't seem to get a hint

PLAYBOY SAMPO -- TOP MALE READER (implied nerd :p)

warnings below cut, MINORS dni

warnings! -- coercion, rough sex, degradation, choking, implied size kink, photo taking, unsafe sex

he was eagerly knocking on your dorm door, checking for the condoms in his back pocket. despite his suave and charming nature, you were one of the few people that he could not manage to bed. he tried everything, but somehow the charming male was never able to achieve his goal of being able to fuck the nerd kid.

and when he couldn't get it, he just wanted it more. so when finals season rolled around, he did what he did everyday. he wrapped his arm around your clothed shoulder and flirted with you, telling of how he saw how stressed you were and how he could help.

so when you finally relented and agreed, even he broke his charming character. sampo stuttered over his words before trying to play it off, getting giddy at the thought of his hard work paying off.

and it did pay off, just not in the way that he thought. he thought that he'd be able to fuck that ass of yours.

"h-hah, isn't what i e-expected when i," sampo shivered as he felt you grip his hips to tug him closer to your pelvis, "came over, y'kno-ow? he felt like he couldn't breathe, too engrossed in the very foreign feeling of having a dick inside of him. he was currently bent over your desk, while you tugged on his hair.

he could feel everything-- all of you. he never expected the quiet, shy kid to corner him and kiss him roughly. he didn't expect you to growl into his ear while ripping off his clothes. he didn't expect you to kiss down his neck and collarbones, or play with his body the way that you did. and most importantly, he wasn't expecting the condoms he brought for himself to be way too tight on you when you grabbed his hips and found them for yourself, praising him for thinking ahead.

which is why you were inside of him raw, only lube helping him while you helped yourself to his dignity. he could tell how pent up you were, and no matter how many times he told you that he normally tops, you wouldn't relent. the feeling was foreign, uncomfortable at times but he could feel his grasps slipping. because every thrust, every gutteral groan, every hip grab made him feel a tiny tinge of pleasure. one that he hadn't felt before.

Yet it was not unwelcome, anything but that infact. Is this what all those that fell for his trap felt when he had his way with them? Sampo himself didn't have time to think too hard when your cock nudged a certain spot that made him see stars. He could only feel the hands that dragged his body closer and forced him onto the desk, or how your hands that were wrapped around his waist were edging closer and closer to his cock, putting him on edge. He could feel the ragged breath on his back, or your chest against his back while you drove into him. He could feel his precum leak onto the desk, or how you pulsed with that delicious cock of yours--

A yelp was ripped from his throat when he felt a harsh tug on the back of his head. "you like this?" your whisper into his ear was like a fire in a forest, spreading haziness throughout his body. It turned him on to no end hearing you whisper it slowly. But your tone gave away the answer. Neither he nor you needed to say it verbally-- he fucking loved it. But you wanted him to say it, admit that the school playboys been reduced to nothing more then a size king.

He tried to start talking, but his words were lulled to nothing more then incomprehensible curses and whines as he rolled his hips, feeling his eyes roll back slightly in a state of euphoria. Sampo only truly was snapped back to reality when you lightly slapped his cheek. "focus, slut. I wanna hear you say it before i continue whoring you out." it was like he reached nirvana before it was ripped away from him. He let out a small grunt of disapproval when you pulled your cock out, letting it rest in between his ass cheeks.

"i uh, really like your cock.." it was quiet, almost ashamed. Another slap met his face, a silent sign to change what he said. "please man, just stick it back in! I won't tell anyone 'bout how you like men! Jus' wanna feel good!" his frustration was building on him, and when you tugged on his hair so hard tears built in his eyes, he knew he fucked up.

He could feel you pull away from him, before Sampo felt you grab your cock and rub the head against hi swollen hole before pushing in all the way in one go, effectively ripping all the air in his lungs in the form of one long, drawn out moan. He sounded like a whore, and you made sure he knew. "y'know Sampo, you're not really in a position to threaten me like this," you twirled his hair in your fingers, leaning down to graze his neck with your teeth, "not when you're here taking a big dick on the first go, moaning like a slut." the blue haired male opened his mouth in retaliation, only for him to let out a whine as you suddenly pumped into him. "see? Just admit it, you like dick. Nothing wrong with that! You take it like a champ!" he could feel the tears build up in his eyes-- from both the truth and the pleasure.

He opened his mouth again, but all he could come up with was incoherent curses and moans of your name. His body was on edge. You had no rythem, but every thrust sent him to a different realm, and knocked all the breath out of him. You smiled at his reaction, wiping his tears with your thumb. "how would your friends react, seeing you get whored out by me?" your hand drifted to his cock, an uncharacteristic squeal leaving his lips at the feeling of you stroking his head.

He felt light headed, bleary eyed and so, so full. Sampo couldn't even think. "what would Gepard think? Such a nice man he is,, maybe i should have asked him to come over instead of you." Sampo looked back at you and shook his head no, too cockdrunk to think of the words and too afraid his mouth would spill the pleasure that he was feeling. He heaved and panted, body sweaty while you used him as your toy.

"admit it," one part and erratic thrust "you fucking," another erratic and powerful clap of your hips, one that hit that sweet spot, "are nothing," you grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him against the wall, smushing his hips while you pushed him down, "more then a nasty," your thrusts were making his hips hurt, but he didn't care. He loved it. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head and he couldn't do anything but slur out words. "dirty, fucking whore." he could feel the knot in his stomach get tighter from your words. He had never experienced something like this. You slapped his cheeks roughly.

"see? The dirty fucking slut likes being roughed up! Why else would you be getting tighter?" you laughed in his face, the feeling of the embarassing arousal building on him. "gonna cum from being degraded, nasty slut." you spat your words onto him, relishing how his face morphed. "in fact, maybe i should take a picture of you, to commemorate your first dick," a feverish nod made from a cockdrunk haze made you grin.

Your hand left his dripping cock and to grab your phone. After you aimed the camera, and took a few backshots of him, you noticed how his toned back arched around your body. You even snapped a few videos of him too, moaning and weeping around your cock. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last, every thrust felt like a slow pull towards his orgasm.

But finally you took a selfie of the two of you. "smile slut!" the arousal finally built up with the feeling of guilty pleasure and he came all over your desk, not before sticking his tongue out. He looked like he was completely cockdrunk, sweaty and redfaced but clearly in nirvana, tears running down his face and a dopey smile on his shiny, saliva coated lips.

Sampo panted as he relaxed, before he turned around to see you inspect the photos. He was about to ask for a glass of water when you suddenly chucked the phone to the side and grabbed his hips again, resuming the same harsh thrusts that sent him over the edge. "w-wait!" he couldn't get too many words out about how he was sensitive before you stuck your fingers in his mouth, making him drool on your fingers. "you're gonna stay here with me, right here on this desk, until either you pass out or i'm satisfied, got it?"

And he couldn't help but nod.

So when Gepard eventually asked about the encounter and if you were good, all sampo could think about were the photos that were sent to him, and the pleasure he felt. His answer was more vague then his usual answer, one that Gepard got curious about.

"yeah man, he was fucking amazing." it got Gepard wondering-- maybe he should try his luck with you too?

[csuitebitches]

Build yourself a sustainable routine for 2024

you don’t have to schedule all your habits for everyday. Some habits can be for twice a week or thrice a week. If you can’t read 10 pages everyday, don’t fret. Try to read 1 chapter a week. Then slowly progress to 2.

do not be intimidated by accounts like mine. I post a lot of tips but I follow only the ones I know work for me, even if those tips are great. I share a lot so that different people can make use of them. Just because tip A works better for me than tip B, doesn’t mean that tip B is useless. Someone else could find B more useful than A.

How do you know you’re building a sustainable routine?

here are some indicators:

⭐️ the habits are “portable” for the most part - you do not need to be in specific places to execute them (you can read anywhere, you can workout in any hotel, etc).

⭐️ you’re able to follow all your habits at least 80% of the time in a month. Which means out of 30 days, for 24 days you are able to follow your habits. ⭐️ they don’t stress you out. It doesn’t make sense to procrastinate over your habits. The point of the habits is to reduce procrastination and improve yourself. If you’re stressing over it, go back to square one and start small.

⭐️ you are able to see that you’re improving. Maybe you’re feeling more confident, self assured and resilient. Whatever your end goal, it is important to understand that you won’t go from being, for example, under confident to confident overnight. It will happen gradually. Noticing your progress and complimenting yourself for the gradual change is important because then you’re validating yourself for the healthy changes you make. When you validate yourself as opposed to someone else validating you, you are acknowledging the hard work you have put in- this increases your motivation to do even better and to stay disciplined.

⭐️ over time, the habits come to you naturally. Let’s say meditating. You become so used to meditating that not doing it is like not brushing your teeth in the morning. It becomes a part of you and you accept and embrace it instead of dreading it.

⭐️ yes, you will have tough days. You will have days where you want to give up. It is important to schedule at least 2 mental health days a month for yourself where you can choose to do absolutely nothing and just relax. You are human, not a machine. Sometimes you need to push through those tough days and get things done anyway. There is a balance between resting and working hard.

⭐️ you eventually do not feel guilt or shame for prioritising yourself and your routine first. This is the most important indicator. You do not put any boy, friend, anyone (unless it’s an emergency of course) above you. You know you are your most important person.

[etrsilk]

ooo a new page!! welcome!! <3 may I request the main four with a super affectionate reader?

₊✩‧₊˚ ᡣ𐭩 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 ⇝ 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 .ᐟ

ˏˋ ➛ 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨: 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘢,𝘎𝘰𝘯,𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘢,𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘰

˗ˏˋ ➛ 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 — ✘

˗ˏˋ ➛ 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚 — 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

⎝ 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚:: yes tbh this is the first time I downloaded Tumblr, I used to post on Wattpad but people make fewer requests there! and what's more, I find Tumblr prettier!! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ thank you and of course!! I hope you like it <3♡

 —𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀ꫂ ၴႅၴ

It's a bit sad to say, but early in your relationship, Killua was so unfamiliar with physical affection (or in general for that matter) that it would be an understatement to say that he was embarrassed when you gave it to him. showed.

➘ The affection you gave him made him feel like a weak and vulnerable person, and besides, he didn't really know how to deal with it all. Should he return all the affection you give him in the same way? thank you ? or just do nothing...

➘ But fortunately, as time passed, this feeling dissipated to give way to the adoration of the affection you gave him.

➘ Now he just feels protected, loved and cherished. And the affection you give him really helps him in his everyday life because Killua has and always has had a stressful life, and whether it is unconsciously or not it affects him. So after a good stressful day, the fact that you cuddle him, kiss him or even play with his hair soothes and relaxes him: Killua has learned to appreciate the affection you give him.

➘ Despite that, he doesn't necessarily like PDA, he likes to hold your hands and kiss you in public from time to time, but that's it. He doesn't want to become one of those awkward couples with 0 intimacy in public...

➘ I have to point out how the fact that you are affectionate helps him communicate and makes him comfortable expressing his emotions!

➘ I tend to think that he is more sensitive to verbal affection than to physical affection.

 —𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐀ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ You brighten up his days so much and reduce his stress so much, each day that passes, he is more and more happy to be by your side and grateful that you are not one of those people too embarrassed to show his affection!

➘ Kurapika finds a certain pride and happiness in being loved by someone so affectionate, which greatly enriches his life and makes him more confident and calm in everyday life.

➘ The loving support you give him also makes him feel less burdened by the constant anxiety he feels and helps him manage these emotions better!

➘ However he is not fond of ultra affectionate PDA, Kurapika has an image of a serious person who is quite charismatic and he knows it, he also knows that hugging and cuddling a person in public could break a little this image that is important to him given his work.

➘ and he would like to avoid putting too much light on your relationship because he is afraid that people will attack him through you, ahhh his job is complicated to live with...

➘ But in private, Kurapika gets angry or worried if you don't give him enough affection

“You usually fall asleep on my chest, why are you on the other side of the bed? Did I do something wrong???”

➘ Physical affection affects him more than verbal affection!

 —𝐆𝐎𝐍ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ I feel like Gon would really appreciate affection on a certain level but only to a limit.

➘ Gon is someone who NEEDS space, not in the sense that he has a social battery or whatever, but sometimes he just needs to be alone and limit physical contact. I know, I don't see Gon as a loner either and that's not what I mean, is that understandable? 😭

➘ I have the impression that Gon has never really lacked love and affection and therefore feels a little less need and is a little less sensitive to affection, but for all that it doesn't bother him at all ! Especially if he sees that it does you good! All that matters to him is your happiness.

➘ However, the constant affection you offer him still has an impact, it gives Gon emotional security, allowing him to be more calm and open.

➘ He has no problem with PDA, public or private, a hug and kisses is still a hug and kisses, eh? (˶˃ᵕ˂˶)

➘ He is more sensitive to verbal affection than physical affection.

 —𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ Leorio loves it so much that you are affectionate.

➘ He is so stressed about these studies, and having someone close to him to cuddle and kiss him greatly reduces his stress!

➘ Especially since he is too proud to admit his stress and these fears to always give an air of confidence, so he doesn't even need to speak for you to come and bring him comfort with all your affection helps him enormously. .

➘ during a long tiring day of study, this memory that once he returns home he will find the girl of his dreams ready to cuddle and kiss him motivates him.

➘ Your affection really makes Leorio proud, and compared to others he has no problem letting people know that he has someone and an affectionate person at that, so he has no problem with PDA! (He basically flexes)

➘ He also finds this part of you very endearing and cute…

➘ I don't think he's more sensitive to physical or verbal affection, it depends!

—English is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes!! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

[sticknscars]

How I lost 60lbs in 4 months:

Since some people asked about it, I figured I'd make a well written post. English is not my first language, so apologies if something doesn't make sense!

So, I went from 216lbs to 154 in 4 months (16/11/2023-> 19/3/2024) after started topamax (migraine medication, it reduces hunger)

.Tbh it doesn't really feel like it's that impressive or "concerning", having started at a higher weight losing the first 10lbs was really easy.

I went from bingeing everyday to restricting cold turkey, the first 3 days were the hardest but from then everything gets easier.

So, my habits:

OMAD and/or no more than 500 cals on school days

800 cals on the weekend

burn ~300 cals on school days by walking

eat healthy. No junk, doesn't matter if it's low cal

36h fast between Sunday and Monday

24h fast between Thursday and Wednesday

if you are hungry you can eat, any amount is better than a binge

That's literally it. It worked pretty well, I was able to go throughout Christmas without gaining..had a few binges due to getting too high but I didn't stress over it too much.

There isn't a magic trick to weight loss or willpower, the biggest motivator to stick to my rules (besides OCD) was thinking about how I've been treated for being fat... people just don't like you. Life has significantly improved c:

I still need to lose 55lbs btw

if you have any questions just ask!!

[moonkissedvisions]

Pick a pile/pick an image: Health messages ❤️‍🩹🌿⭐

Important: 16+. Not medical advice. If you are dealing with a health problem please talk to a professional. This is a general reading, take what resonates and leave the rest. Use your own discernment. Let your intuition guide you.

Pile 1 ❤️‍🩹

cards: Queen of Wands, King of Cups, Four of Wands, Four of Swords, Seven of Pentacles, Two of Wands.

There is a really strong need for REST here. Whether it is a physical or mental break, it is very clear that you have reached a point of great stress and exhaustion in both your body and your mind. Maybe it was a lot of work, study or overthinking and anxiety. Either way, you need to calm your nervous system urgently by walking, sleeping, meditating, deep breathing, being in nature, etc. You also need to appreciate your body and your mind for helping you work and do your daily activities. CELEBRATE your achievements but also your body and your health.

This pile has a good intuition which is helpful in making the right choices for your health. Your balance between your physical and emotional body is good. You have the need to understand the connection between your mind, body and spirit health and the multiple dimensions each of these have. For example, when people think of hormones, they most likely think about the sex and fertility aspect/dimension or hormones. But hormones are emotions, actions, and a lot of other things, so they both affect and are affected by all aspects of health. Your fertility is specially high, so if you are facing fertility problems atm, this may be a sign that you are improving and you should keep focusing on your current treatment and trusting the people who are taking care of you. Determination to quit unhealthy habits and start engaging in good ones is key for you now. You need to gain confidence in your health choices. You are capable of everything, especially rn. Everything that you want for your health is within reach, you just need to trust your course of action and be committed to it.

You need to know that you reap the fruits of the work you do on your health. If you do a good job on taking care of your health, you will feel good. If you don´t, you will not feel good. Also, if you are facing a health problem, you need to evaluate your lifestyle, routines and daily habits to find the root cause.

Finally, be grateful for the work your body does for you everyday. Thank the parts of your body that are working and healthy, instead of just focusing on your sickness/the parts that are bothering you.

Pile 2 🌿

cards: Temperance, Five of Wands, Queen of Wands, Ace of Swords, The Devil.

You may be going through a mysterious health issue, or maybe you are not listening to your body´s messages. It could be that you are ignoring a symptom, and you gave up getting a diagnosis because doctors couldn´t find the problem or had different/contradicting opinions. If that resonates, this could be a sign to not ignore it anymore, because there is a new opportunity to find help, a diagnosis, or a treatment. There is also a new opportunity to start taking care of your health, whatever that means for you

If you had a surgery, you are recovering impressively and completely. There is a lot of regeneration and transformation about this pile. It is possible that you will be cured of an illness. There is some waste in your system that is being removed and eliminated too.

Moderation is really present here. If you want to start eating healthy, quit smoking, or practicing a new form of exercise, I see you doing it gradually. This can be done in the form of reducing your portions or the amount of cigarettes you smoke daily. Your determination is high as well, you are really convinced you can reach your health goals and you probably wont stop until you make it!

Also, be careful with unprotected sex and take care of your genital organs. Avoid promiscuity by channeling your passion with other activities like working out, creating and mindfulness. SLEEP and EAT nutrient dense, building foods for regeneration. Don´t use sex to deal with every emotion. Learn about hormones and how to have healthy hormones/menstrual cycle.

Pile 3 ⭐

cards: Judgment, Two of Pentacles, King of Pentacles, Three of Swords, The Tower.

Health must be a priority as much as your work, your family and your social life are. Maybe this is something you forgot, or something you are starting to remember and being aware of now. There is a need for balance and having fun. You need to find joy in your health routines and be intentional about them. Find the joy in being in nature, playing, moving your body, making healthy meals and taking rest. Be responsible with your choices and priorities.

It is possible that you faced a sudden change in your life or a health issue that left you feeling nervous and anxious, or that you experienced a sudden anxiety attack or some kind of emotional disturbance that affected your health. If you resonate, relaxation is key. Also, it could be that you just realized you need to start therapy because you can´t deal with a problem on your own. The Tower in this pile may indicate muscle tension, stress, high blood pressure, grief, depression and spine problems for some of you. Im getting detoxing as well.

If you resonate with going through grief, pain, depression, heartbreak or a difficult emotional time, allow yourself to feel your emotions. Release them by crying, screaming, punching a pillow, writing, or whatever way is helpful to you. Acknowledge your hurt, your pain without getting lost in it. Practice gratitude. Reconnecting with nature is another good thing to do, since nature is something greater than ourselves and also incredibly beautiful, mesmerizing, and healing. As you can see in the picture you picked, grounding and walking in a forest is adviced. Get exposed to natural light and natural springs. Drink a lot of fluids, get enough minerals. Drink calming, soothing teas. Planning your health routines will be beneficial.

Lastly, take care of your joints by maintaining a good posture, moving your body and strenghtening your muscles.

Thank you for reading! Feel free to ask any questions, or leave any suggestions and corrections!

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Hi there! First of all I just discovered your blog and it helped me understand a lot about autism. I was recently diagnosed and I had maaany questions, and going through your blog gave me some answers. So thank you so much for your dedication! ✨

I was wondering if you could share some stuff about burnouts? I saw the post of the signs of burnouts, but I was wondering if you had information about what are the common causes or how to deal with them?

Have a great day/night!

Hi there,

I found some information in burnout recovery and causes:

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Signs

* Lack of motivation (hard to care about goals when everyday life is overwhelming)

* Loss of executive functioning abilities (decision-making, organization, etc.)

* Difficulty with self-care

* Easier to reach overload or meltdown

* Loss of speech, selective mutism

* Lethargy, exhaustion

* Illness, digestive issues

* Memory loss

* Inability to maintain masks or use social skills

* Overall seeming "more autistic" or stereotypical

* May have period of high energy before collapse

causes

* Passing as neurotypical / suppressing autistic traits

* Doing 'too much', too much stress

* Aging: needing more downtime, having less energy

* Changes, good or bad (relationships, jobs, living arrangements, belongings, environment, routines...)

* Sleep deprivation, poor nutrition, dehydration

* Illness

* Sensory or emotional overload

strategies

* Time

* Scheduling breaks, managing spoons

* Leave of absence

* Stimming, sensory diet

* Exercise

* Reassured and supports

* Routines

* Better environment/job/etc.

* Boundaries, saying 'no'

* Dropping the mask/façade

* Solitude

* Absolute quiet

* Creative projects, passions, special interests

* Paying attention to reactions and your body

Here’s another Infograph I found:

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Sleep and rest as much as you can. We often need more sleep than allistics and it is especially crucial to meet our need for extra sleep while in burnout.

Reduce your energy expenditure. Within reason, reduce social time and the amount of information you are taking in on a daily basis. This often means saying no, even to things you think you

"want" to do. (ex. re-watch TV rather than start new shows)

Engage in special interests at a comfortable and sustainable level. Rather than doing in-depth research, try decorating your space with posters or objects related to your special interests or watching a TV show related to one of them.

Focus on your hypersensitivities. Use earplugs/ headphones/sunglasses, use dishwashing gloves and a mask while cleaning, wear comfortable clothes, eat safe foods, leave spaces that are too bright, loud, or fragrant.

Stim!! MOVEMENT: dance, rock, tap, flap, stretch, walk, stim toys.

TOUCH: soft fabric, self-massage, play with hair. VISUAL: watch

TV/ movie, kaleidoscope, coloring book, satisfying videos

AUDIO/VOICE music, singing, echolalia. REPETATION/SORTING: solitaire, puzzles, sorting objects, repetitive doodles, counting.

VERY slowly create systers/routines that automate your care needs and implement them very slowly. This can look like visual aids, timers, lists, bullet journols, weekly routines, Expect if to take time and trial and error to get into these habits. Pick I-2 habits or systems to implement at a time, starting with the ones you're most excifed about.

Autistic burnout and Complex PTSD have a lot in common and executive dysfunction often increases during burnout, so resources made for these can be very helpful.

Burnout Recovery

I hope this helps. Thank you for the inbox. I hope you have a wonderful day/night. ♥️

[estellan0vella]

Fire, Ice & Herbs ❀ Sukuna & Uraume Masterlist HFBU

Relationship Dynamics:

Protective Guardians: Both Sukuna and Uraume are fiercely protective of you, especially because of your condition. They prioritize your safety above all else, constantly watching out for triggers and ensuring you have everything you need to manage your epilepsy.

Understanding and Supportive: They make sure you never feel embarrassed or burdened by your condition, always offering a shoulder to lean on and an understanding ear to listen.

Teamwork: Sukuna and Uraume work together seamlessly to care for you. While Sukuna may be more straightforward and Uraume more reserved, they complement each other's strengths, creating a perfect balance of protection and empathy.

Empathy: Despite their intimidating exterior, they're incredibly empathetic towards your struggles. They know what it's like to feel out of control, and they're determined to make sure you never feel alone in your battles.

Everyday Life:

Morning Rituals: They wake up early to prepare your medication and breakfast, ensuring you start the day on the right foot. Sukuna might grumble about the early hour, but Uraume's quiet dedication sets the tone for the day.

Work-Life: As you work as an apothecary, they make sure your workplace is safe and accommodating. Sukuna may intimidate any potential troublemakers, while Uraume discreetly keeps an eye out for any triggers.

Adventures: Despite your condition, they encourage you to embrace life fully. They plan outings carefully, avoiding triggers while still making sure you have fun and memorable experiences.

Quiet Evenings: Sometimes, you just need a quiet night in. They'll prepare your favourite meal, light some candles, and cuddle up with you, creating a peaceful sanctuary where you can relax and recharge.

Addressing Your Epilepsy:

Creating a Safe Environment: Your safety is their top priority. They make adjustments in your living space to minimize any risks associated with your condition. They ensure there are no sharp objects nearby during your episodes, and Sukuna is always prepared to use RTC if you get injured during a seizure

Learning Your Triggers: Sukuna and Uraume pay close attention to your triggers, whether they be stress, lack of sleep, or certain stimuli. They work together with you to identify and avoid these triggers as much as possible, helping to reduce the frequency and severity of your seizures.

Aftercare: Once the seizure passes, they're right there by your side, making sure you're comfortable and safe. Sukuna might brew a calming tea, while Uraume gently massages your shoulders to ease any tension.

Emotional Support: Seizures can be emotionally draining, but they're always there to provide comfort and reassurance. Whether it's a warm hug or a whispered word of encouragement, they know just what you need to feel better.

Recovery: They understand that recovery takes time, and they're patient and supportive every step of the way. They're your pillars of strength, helping you rebuild your confidence and resilience after each episode.

Intimacy:

Open Communication: They prioritize open communication in every aspect of your relationship, including intimacy. You never have to worry about hiding your fears or insecurities; they're always there to listen and support you.

Gentle Touch: They approach intimacy with the same care and tenderness they show in every other aspect of your relationship. They understand the importance of gentle touch and take their time to ensure you feel safe and cherished.

Safe Space: Your bedroom is your safe haven, where you can let go of your worries and just be yourself. They create a nurturing environment where you can explore your desires without fear of judgment or misunderstanding.

Mutual Pleasure: They're attentive lovers, always attuned to your needs and desires. They take pleasure in your pleasure, cherishing every moment of intimacy as a precious gift shared between the three of you.

Future Plans:

Continued Support: Your health will always be their top priority, and they'll do whatever it takes to ensure you have the support and resources you need to thrive. They're committed to standing by your side through thick and thin, for better or for worse.

Making Memories: They're determined to make every moment count, cherishing each day as a precious gift. Whether it's a quiet night at home or a grand adventure, they'll seize every opportunity to create beautiful memories that will last a lifetime.

Unwavering Love: Through all the ups and downs, one thing remains constant: their unwavering love and devotion to you. They'll walk through fire and ice to keep you safe, never faltering in their commitment to building a life filled with love, joy, and endless possibilities.