#emotional damage ✨️

[pearlypeacepeacock69]

Bing bong fuck your life✨️

[drinking-with-cupid]

Does anyone have any positivity for me? I feel like shit since watching that one episode. I try to convince myself that "it's in the past" and stuff cuz like,, my relationship with Raph is after all the canon events yk because of,,, age reasons. But still. I feel like ✨️shit✨️

Even if I tell myself stuff like "oh, she's not important anymore, it's all over now" it still fucks me up so much. Hhhh positivity? Anyone? /not forced

[dont-tell-my-mom-im-here]

Testing my new pencils so I chose emotional damage ✨️

[baby-yongbok]

One Shot

Mafia!Lee Know x Fem!Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: Despite being a Mafia boss your husband has a big heart. He has a thing about protecting you and your sister, he's sworn his life to keeping you both safe in everyway that he possibly can so when your sisters partner Jisung is found out drunk with another woman your husband goes full protection mode. It doesn't matter that Jisung is his best friend, he'll do anything to protect you two.

Word Count: 1,064

Warnings: Guns, Mentions of blood and injuries, fainting, Mentions of anxiety

A/N: Happy Birthday Dear Minhooooooo, Happy Birthday to youuuuuu. + This is post #1 of the posts that I have planned for our wonderful, Lee Know. The rest will be posted tomorrow! 🎉

Also, this is just a One Shot that I wrote based off of this ongoing daydream that I have 😭 I liked it so I just thought that I'd share it. 💕

✨️Masterlist✨️

 “Minho, please don’t shoot. Don’t shoot.” My hands instinctively wrapped around his waist. I wanted to pull him away from all of this and hold him, I wanted to calm him down and hum to him for hours but no matter how hard I pulled at his shirt he wouldn’t move and he wouldn’t put the gun down. 

“Get back, Y/n.” I know he wants me to listen to him, the bass in his voice tells me so. He means what he says but I just don’t have it in me to leave him.

“Listen, baby you gotta put the -”

“Y/n, back the fuck up.” It would hurt less if he yelled at me but that growl that spilled from his lips already did all of the damage, reluctantly removing my arms from around his waist, I took a step back.

“I told you already, pull the fucking trigger.” The lack of emotion in Jisung’s voice didn’t make it any easier for me to process what was unfolding in front of me. My husband and my sister's fiance were at each other's necks and I’m the only one here to witness it. What makes it worse is that Jisung is Minho's right hand man, everyone looks up to him as a second boss and Minho loves him like a brother.

“What the fuck are you doing out here, Ji? With some bitch you just met. Your pregnant fiancee is probably at home wondering where the hell you are.” 

“You think I want to be home with her listening to her talk and talk about a baby?” Jisung is clearly beyond drunk but what he just said and the laugh that followed isn't helping his case right now. Minho is in full protection mode, he has a habit of getting a bit intense when it comes to someone he cares about, especially my sister and I.

 I’ve heard people say that my husband is a heartless monster who only cares about murdering and money but they don't know him. They don't know how sweet he can be. Even now I can see through his anger, I can see how hurt he is that Jisung would go behind my sister's back when they're months away from starting a family. 

“You made a baby with her, now be a man and go home. Go take care of your fiancee before I put a fucking hole in your chest.” I can’t help but cringe at the thought of Minho shooting him but Jisung doesn’t seem the least bit phased which brings me back to what I said about him being drunk. 

My sister had come to me a week ago saying that Jisung seemed like he was distancing himself and that his anxiety about the baby was getting more and more intense as the months went by but I never thought that it would be bad enough for him to go out to a random bar and get ridiculously wasted.

“ I can’t.” Jisung hangs his head, stumbling towards us a bit and Minho takes the safety off almost as if by instinct. “I’m not gonna be a good dad.” 

Minho slightly lowers his gun and his shoulders relax a bit at the sound of his friend opening up. “What are you talking about? Of course you will.”

“I won't, I can't be good enough for her. Look at what we do for a living.” Sitting on the ground in the alleyway, Jisung pulls his knees to his chest and rests his elbows on them. “She’s too good for me.” 

For the first time since I’ve ever met Jisung I’m standing in front of him and watching him cry. Never in the eight years that I’ve known him have I ever seen him display any emotion besides angry and happy. Minho lowers the gun completely, clicking the safety on before placing it back in the holster on his belt. A weight is instantly lifted off my shoulders once I realize that this entire situation is turning around for the better. 

“Jisung, you gotta go home, man. It’s okay to be scared, that's normal but you can’t go and get wasted then leave with some girl you don’t know at all because you’re scared you won’t be a good father. You gotta try harder than this.” 

“Do you think she will forgive me? For being such a fuck up.” Taking a step closer, Minho runs his hands through his hair. 

“You aren’t a fuck up, you’re scared and that’s fine. You two should talk to someone, I can help you find someone but you gotta do something differently. You can't do reckless shit like this.” Minho stops in front of Han and kneels down to his level.

“I don’t think she’ll forgive me.” 

“Ji, you gotta-” I jumped as Minho was interrupted by the bang of his gun. I swear that it was loud enough to ring in my ears for years to come. It all happened so fast, Minho kneeled down and right when he went to pull Jisung into a hug he snatched the gun out of the open holster and put it to his head. “Han!” 

Minho tackled him, a hopeful attempt at stopping him. I stood there, shocked and praying that the bullet didn’t hit him. Praying that Jisung maybe forgot to click the safety off or Minho got him down just in time. 

“ What the fuck.” Minho groaned laying next to a crying destressed Jisung. 

“You should’ve let me…” Minho sat up and looked at me, anger and concern were shining in his eyes and as if I read his mind I subconsciously pulled out my phone to call for help.

“Y/n, Call Chan and tell him where we are, tell him I’ve been shot and that we need help asap.” 

“You’ve been…” I didn’t want my eyes to trail down his body and search for a gunshot wound. Hell, I didn’t even want to be here but I am and my eyes found exactly what I didn’t want to.

Minho was holding his torso tightly applying pressure to his wound. 

“Y/n, don’t.” I couldn’t even hear Minho say anything to me before I blacked out. I fell to my knees and before I knew it my limp body was sprawled across the ground and everything around me faded into darkness.

[mandiemegatron]

ꜰᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴡᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ

A Trafalgar Law/YN mini ficlet ✨️💖

Rated: G

Fluff, slow romance, Law being annoyed that he has emotions.

A/N: A lil gifty-poo for my friend @baka-tsuki - I hope you have a better night bestie and I hope you enjoy this lil treat 👀✨️💖

We love soft Law in this household! I hope you all enjoy 🥺💖✨️

Header by @baka-tsuki / @baka-tsuki-2 💖

The first time Laws skin brushed yours, it was like a spark had run through his fingers as he handed you a cup of tea, crawling up his entire arm until the tingles settled at the back of his neck. You didn't notice how the tips of his ears burned, and he breathed a soft sigh of relief when you turned away. He locked himself in his office the rest of that night, his face buried in his hands as an irritated huff left him every once in a while.

Annoying.

The second time, your shoulders had bumped each others as you leaned on the railing up top, enjoying the last few moments of sun shine as it set for the day. He knew you loved sunsets, always finding you watching the sun fall into nothingness every time the sub was ascended and somehow found solace in spending those quiet moments with you.

His heart skipped a beat as you sighed, an almost lost look on your face as the sun finally disappeared beyond the waterline, looking up at him with a small smile. It skipped again as you thanked him for staying; he was unable to return the smile but gave a short nod instead, basking in the grin you gave in turn.

Incredibly annoying.

The third time, you'd stumbled into his office, holding your bleeding left shoulder. Your knees hit the ground and he was out of his chair in a flash, gently yet firmly grasping you by the uninjured shoulder.

"Y/N-ya, what the hell happened?!"

He hated how his voice cracked, shock and worry slipping through the cracks in his skin as he flew into doctor mode. He didn't even give you a chance to respond as he summoned a room, the both of you disappearing in a blue bubble and ending up in the infirmary.

He helped you up onto a table, making quick work to scrub his hands as speedily as possible at the sink before rushing back over to snap on his medical gloves. He gently removed your bloodied hand, giving a low huff as he examined the damage.

"O-one of the boilers had a leak- I didn't move in time- OUCH, mother fucker, can you not?!"

He glared down at you as you snapped at him, his thumb pressing a bit too roughly right on the border of your burned skin. You both stared each other down before you relented, giving a roll of your eyes before looking down at your dirtied work boots.

There was an excruciatingly heavy silence that hung around you both as he worked, his fingers practically flying over your skin as he disinfected and brushed a salve over the burn. You hissed and groaned, squeezing your eyes and hands into fists, fighting back another snark as you bit the inside of your cheek.

"You need to be more aware of your surroundings-"

Your head snapped back to him, and you gave him the darkest look you could, trying to convey that you already understood and felt stupid enough as it was. It took him a moment, but it clicked eventually, causing him to sigh with an air of annoyance as he reached for the gauze.

"... at least I'll have a cool scar?"

His eyes were wide as he turned back to you, unable to wrap his head around how quickly your attitude changed, an almost cheeky grin covering your features as your feet swung back and forth slightly.

"Woman, you are absolutely insane, did you know that?"

You gave a chuckle and shrugged, unable to keep the grin from your lips.

"Ah, but of course! It keeps the locals away."

Law couldn't stop the snort that bubbled up, rolling his own eyes as he began to wrap your upper arm and shoulder, his lips pressed into a firm line for a moment before he retorted,

"No wonder you fit right in. Apparently, I have a habit of adopting weirdos." His voice was almost mocking, though a joking tone made its way through easier than it had before. How he ended up here, able to make jokes with one of the most annoying yet cute people ever, perplexed and irritated him to no end.

Absolutely, incredibly annoying.

He had just finished cleaning you up, moving less than a space away as he snapped off his gloves, tossing them onto his tray when you suddenly grasped his one tattooed hand with your uninjured one, a gentle thumb brushing over his knuckles.

"You are the best doctor in the world," you gushed with a slightly smaller smile, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before letting it fall back to his side. Your cheeks burned as you finally looked up at his face, feeling your stomach flip-flop as his own cheeks flushed pink.

"Yes, I'm aware."

He internally smacked himself over the head, sighing with a huff as he ran the hand you didn't touch through his messy hair.

"... I, uh ... thank you."

You gave him a swift thumbs up and hopped off the table, quickly making your way to the doors as you threw over your shoulder,

"Anytime, boss. See you at dinner!"

Before he could respond, you flew out the doors the second you opened them, slight panic on your face as you booked it to your shared room with Ikkaku, ripping the door open and slamming it shut. Your back hit the door and you exhaled slowly, trying to calm your racing heart.

"Ugh, disgusting. Who said you could give me feelings, you rat bastard," you murmured to yourself.

The fourth time was that night, out on the deck once more as the sun slowly fell behind looming storm clouds. Law made his way to you and glanced over your wrapped shoulder, ignoring your sounds of protest as he gently poked and prodded.

"Oi, come on man, that sucks- ouch, Law!"

He stopped, his hands not moving from your skin though his eyes met yours, an unrecognizable look in his eyes. You rarely, if ever, called him his name. He decided then and there that he could listen to you say it over and over and never get sick of it.

"Y/N-ya, I apologize."

His voice was low, genuine in his apology as his eyes never left yours. His heart jumped when your eyes flickered to his lips, your own pressing into a thin line as you stared back up at him. It was only a few moments before you sighed softly through your nose, eyes closing as you leaned into him.

"I'm too tired to argue with you," You moaned out, the side of your face meeting his chest as he turned to hold you. He was stiff, an embarrassed look on his face as he thanked whatever gods were up there that everyone else had retired inside for the night.

As the sun finally disappeared, Law looked down at you, his gaze meeting the top of your head. After a moment, he gave a sigh of his own, his forehead meeting the top of your noggin as he finally began to relax. It felt so foreign, having a warm body in his arms and the feeling of warmth that filled his chest.

"We should go in," he murmured into your hair, unwilling to move or lift his face from your hair. His stomach flipped when you chuckled softly, pulling away enough to look up at him with an almost pleading expression.

"Can we just stay out here a little longer? Please?"

Your plea was so quiet, the sound almost not meeting his ears, and he couldn't fight back the small smile that washed over his lips as he relented.

"Alright brat, just a little longer."

Maybe... not that annoying.

A/N: WEEE WELL, there we have it !!! It took me about 3 hours to write and beta so if there's any mistakes, it's cos I was stoned and missed it! 😂✨️💖

I hope you all enjoyed, please like and relbog if you did, we love a soft Law in this house 😭😭😭😭

Love you all, be good my little tangerines! ❤️

[ro-lover]

▫️Could you please help me stop these feelings? - sunny asked - Even if I have to stop feeling any emotion, that would be better than what I'm feeling right now

▪️I'll protect you from your memories and feelings. Your damaged heart won't ache again

▫️In that case... Could you please become my heart?

and an extra version with bright colors ✨️ 💫

[beanghostprincess]

I see ur chronic pain asks in the op tag, and I gotta add face scar pain sucks shit sometimes. I got my face ripped open to my teeth and gums being exposed (bc ur face skin is really thin, so it doesn't take much to cut completely through nerves and fat), and that shits so annoying!! Scar is 12 years old rn, and I still experience the fuckery of it. Crocodile resting bitch face bc expressing harder makes his stupid scar damaged nerves twinge. Shanks learning how to emote around the scar because the scars pull whenever he moves his brow hard enough. Face scar core moments ✨️✨️✨️

Aw, I'm sorry that you have to still have to deal with that, I'm sure it's annoying af even when you're used to it.

Crocodile actually fucking hates Cross Guild because !! These two guys are making him feel things after a long time, and smiling and laughing hurts sometimes. And Shanks drinks his pain away because, well, he's just like that. Buggy and Shanks end up meeting again and actually talking and Buggy asks him if the scar hurts, and Shanks goes "No! Nah. Healed just fine, can't even notice it's there" and Buggy just stops for a moment, stares at him, and mutters "Liar" because he's really angry Shanks keeps doing these things.

[thatdeadaquarius]

I love “blunt vs flowery” bc on one hand the people are like:

“Where is the context? The background for the words? I need a setting for the idea of this. What subtleties are you trying to convey? The layers? WHY ARE THESE WORDS NAKED?!”

Meanwhile we’re like:

“Damn, that’s a whole lot of nothing you’re saying, my guy.”

This of course is me trying to understand the flowery by theorizing that extra “fluff” is them “dressing” the core message with included context of the mindset, emotions, and overall giving a thematic dressing down of the situation.

In contrast, our words must feel like a naked gut-punch of immediate psychic damage.

YES YES, YOU, YOUUU GET IT!!!

IM SO GLAD THATS BEEN TRANSLATING (lol) THRU ALL MY BLUNT LANG POSTS!!

Modern language is in fact, a raw gut punch to these victorian-ass genshin ppl

Literally This:

Also thank you for sending that bc idk the way u described it?? *chefs kiss 🤌✨️

U know what i live for tho?? So they dont have to be "victorian" ik i say that, but i just use it as a way to like reference their speech/put smth recognizable

But IT WOULD BE SO FUNNY IF THEY ACTUALLY TOOK AFTER THAT TIME PERIOD, LIKE THE SPEECH AND THE BITS OF CULUTRE

Like shoulders being scandalous, modern music basically hella sensual/very genuine/vulnerable, etc.

Like- I LIVEEEE

I just wanna hear a sick drum beat in Sumeru and just start modern dancing and everyone's just like- 😳😳😳🙈🙈🙈💘💘💘❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥💖💖💖

Anyway, ive got too many other things i wanna talk abt/post abt to get into this now, but i might totally make it a passive AU for future requests :D!!

♡

Safe Travels Resident Cryptid,

💀♒️

[xecutivecucumber]

Executive Cucumber's thoughts on the Bad Batch episode 3×08 (spoilers after the cut)

Forgive me if these thoughts are less coherent than usually, I'm pretty freaking tired atm. Thoughts are as much in order as I can manage.

Firstly, this episode was a much needed, lower emotionally charged break from the last...seven episodes of the season. The thing about stories is that they can't be running at warp 9 the entire time. It will burn your audience out. Heck, I'm at a lower energy, transitiatory part of my long fic. So yeah, this episode didn't cause the emotional damage and stress that the last 7 did, but that's a good thing.

Omega has the neurodivergent ✨️leg jiggle✨️

Poor dear needs a hug and for someone to free the Tantiss clones.

PHEE MY QUEEN

Crosshair's face when Omega says 'liberator of ancient wonders' I love him.

Okay, I know that a lot of people are upset about Phee not being more emotional about Tech. I've got a few thoughts on that. My expectations going into the scene with her was that she wasn't going to be mentioning Tech. So when she did, I was really happy. She doesn't need to bring him up in the conversation, but she does.

So let's dive a little deeper into this. There are only two people who have brought up Tech without any prompting so far: Echo and Phee. Omega only mentions him when it's a direct answer to Crosshair's question. Hunter, Crosshair, and Wrecker have not mentioned him once by name. Now, I think this is because Echo and Phee have both known loss and know better how to handle it. The rest of the Batch hasn't, before Tech. We have watched practically all of Echo's loss, but not Phee's. However, we know that Pabu is a place for refugees, which Phee likely is. She's lost at least a home, if not family and friends. Add on top of that Phee is just in general a world wide person, and I think we can assume that she's someone who's got a more healthy way of processing grief than our emotionally stunted soldiers.

Something that you do with people that you've loved and lost is remember them. That's what I see Phee doing here. She's managed to process her grief in the last 4 months, and she's keeping the memory of someone she cared about alive by mentioning him in conversation.

So yeah. I liked that scene and it warmed my Tech/Phee loving heart.

Anyways,

Oooooh Fennec!!!

I love Crosshair not knowing anything but it also makes me sad.

Hunter: try to get Crosshair to get his hand looked at

Omega: what do you mean 'try'

Thoughts on Crosshair and Omega scenes:

What did my poor boy go through????

Poor man is probably resisting the idea that it's in his head because he already HAD a thing in his head that ruined his life

Omega: you don't like anything

Crosshair: true

Your honor I would die for them. Also I find his 'true' to be a little sad (and adorable)

OMG THEY'RE MEDITATING (and they have somehow stolen YET ANOTHER thing from my fic, this time before I've even gotten past the concept stage)

Omega: you missed a lot

Crosshair: I know

He's thinking of Tech in that moment.

Oh my gosh her hand on his and how he lets her move his hand THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL ME.

The Bad Batch says take care of your mental

Thoughts about Space Everglades:

I really loved Wrecker this episode. He really got to shine. He has the most banter with Fennec, he gets to do his demo thing, he freaking curb stomps space alligators, and he's the MVP in getting the bug man. It was really nice. Also, 'YOU HEARD ME!!!!' Let Wrecker go feral.

Bro, I really liked the bar music. I like seeing more of the music that plays in universe.

Wrecker and Hunter are definitely having flashbacks to Cid this entire episode. Except Fennec gives them more intel.

Fennec is a delight as always.

My prediction to who she's selling them out to? Ventress. And I don't think Ventress' intentions are bad.

So yeah, a solid episode! I'm honestly probably going to leave a lot of the star wars subreddits just to avoid everyone and their dog complaining about filler. Which this was NOT.

And as the next episode is called the Harbinger, I feel like this might be one of our last breaths before the plunge and everything goes sideways.

Oh, and in case you forgot. Tech lives ❤️

[mrmustachious]

Aight before we go into the third round and I have a very real fear the best episode (in my opinion) has a good chance of going out next round, it's time for some propaganda

✨️Vote for SOS Part 2✨️

This episode is jam packed full of action, emotion, angst, beautiful shots, and an awesome cliffhanger

Ok first of all let's start with the CHASE

Guys GUYS okay the way Gordon goes off to search for Braman and we know that the Hood also knows about Braman and we're just waiting for him and the chaos crew to show up

The way we all panic with Gordon when they do show up (and hello that shot of the chaos cruiser!) and Gordon's slick manoeuvre to get away and his heavy breathing whilst he's hiding. Like we're now like ok this is real this is more than just a normal encounter with the hood. Gordon is actually terrified

But he knows the risk of what's going to happen is worth it because although he has no idea where or who Braman's transmission is coming from, he knows something is UP and he is willing to risk his life for a robot (something he has previously shown distrust in- see chaos part 1 & 2- so this just further shows the risk he is willing to take)

So he goes for Braman anyway and we think oh maybe he might make it out of there and then BOOM Braman starts singing and no surprise really because it was never going to be that easy.

Now the chase is on which is a classic in Thunderbirds. Chases always happen. And we're thinking that Gordon might get away. Barely. But he'll get away.

And this seems true when he dodges their missiles but then. THE DAUNTING LOOK on Gordon's face when he realises they were never actually aiming for Four, but were actually aiming for the wall. And they hit it. And Gordon knows he can't get away and it's gonna hit him, so all he can do is put on his helmet to minimise the damage.

And then there's nothing.

It's quiet. The only thing we hear is Gordon struggling to activate his emergency call, and John's response. John who doesn't seem to be too worried at first, but then when his baby brother doesn't respond he goes into full blown Panic

And then we get the best sequence in the whole god damn show. Thunderbird Two launches with no countdown. No words are said. Virgil and Scott exchange a look and us viewers just KNOW what they are saying to each other.

AND THE MUSIC GUYS THE MUSIC THAT PLAYS WHEN THEYRE ALL RUSHING TO THE SCENE

And let's also talk about THIS moment

This shot. My favourite shot. Fuse lit up, like he is Gordon's saviour. Like he is going to rescue him. The way this shot lingers for a few seconds in just quiet

Then we see Fuse's conflicting emotions when he sees the crumpled tb4. When for a moment you think he's going to save Gordon instead of Braman. When the side of him controlled by the Hood wins out (God I would love to have seen a chaos crew backstory as to how they started working for the man) and when he takes Braman back to the ship, he shows very real worry about Gordon's wellbeing. And we see how little the Hood actually cares about the Tracys.

Then of course we get the rescue (Penelope rescuing Gordon!!) Then the other chase with Kayo vs the hood and chaos crew. And Brains' cryptic message to forget them and finish what Gordon started and rescue Braman

Later we get the soft scene of all the fam in the hospital and a broken (but thankfully alive <3<3) Gordon, and a cute pen&ink moment.

And then we end with the cliffhanger! Jeff is alive!! And this sets up the rest of the season to go and rescue their dad!

Asgdsfs I just love this episode so much guys

Anyway I hope this reminds you all why SOS part 2 is the best episode and you are all persuaded to vote for it in the coming rounds. If anyone else needs convincing then obligatory cat propaganda post

[katiifaetarot]

Hello friends, beings, and starlights! this is my second tarot reading here on tumblr! Im new to the tarot community (at least on this specific platform) and would like to help guide, give honest/TRUTHFUL advice, and be a safe space for anyone + everyone who feels safe here! 🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

My goals/intentions are always to help others through my experience, to teach/guide them to work on themselves, and encourage them to find the strength, courage, discipline, and honest wisdom within themselves, without looking for outside validation! ♡♡♡

** I AM NOT A MEDICAL OR HEALTH PROFESSIONAL; PLEASE USE YOUR OWN JUDGEMENT AND DISCERNMENT TO DETERMINE IF YOU NEED OR WANT TO SEEK PROPER HELP OR TREATMENTS FOR YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR OR SOCIAL MEDIA!!

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This second reading is just an easy, breezy, maybe a bit HEAVY for some; what you need to hear // whatever else comes through while I channel! ( again ) ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

There are 4 piles and you will be picking through angel #'s that are right below this text! Feel free to look at the specific photos for each pile if you feel called too!

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✨️🧚🏽‍♀️please choose your pile and may your intuition and inner knowing guide you to the pile with the energy most suited for you and most suited to help you along your path at this current point in time, no matter what that looks like🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

PILE 1- 555

PILE 2- 666

PILE 3- 777

PILE 4- 888

** sometimes ( most of the time ) i will pick up on multiple energies that need attention or want to be expressed during the reading so i ASK YOU TO UNDERSTAND THIS DURING MY READINGS:

** depending on how the reader (YOU) chooses to look at the situation or however the situation resonates for the reader (YOU) and because this is a general reading;

⚠️you HAVE to be able to use your better discernment + better judgement skills to fully absorb the message and be able to do the necessary work to keep you on track for the future you WANT for yourself⚠️

🧿im not a fortune teller,

i am an energy reader.🧿

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OKAY PILE 1:

You're definitely going through some sort of gnarly OR fitting + VERY much needed rebirth; and depending on how the reader is choosing to look at this new beginning, its either a solid effort on accepting this reality and accepting you dont know everything OR you're wallowing and taking the stance of the victim. both are valid. but the 2nd perspective must change at some point......when you're ready.

This rebirth is happening inside and outside of yourself, and its causing disharmony, chaos, painful changes, and no BullSht; EMOTIONAL DAMAGE!! but also.....its creating new ideas, new inspiration, new LIFE!! figuratively OR literally(👀).

Its helping you adapt to lifes twists, turns, and all the windy messes in between. This isnt supposed to be a comforting message.....but its also not meant to scare you either. This message is about acceptance.

Accept and celebrate how far you've come but accept and acknowledge your mistakes and missteps, identifying how to move better or correctly for next time. Accept things as they are now but accept the emotional turmoil that may come along with that. Accept the missed opportunities but PLEASE also accept that there is better for you, out there, somewhere, I PROMISE!!

This specific rebirth is happening in your life, at this specific time because its trying to get you to SHED all the outgrown aspects of your life so you are more able to see the life that you deserve and go after your dreams/plans/goals in a more confident, conscious, considerate, aware, authentic, healthy, and ((all that good stuff)) , WAY!!!

It'll take some time, some tears, hardwork, determination, mental fortitude, faith, and trust....but YOU believe in YOU, and I believe in YOU!! so start living again, in ways that make sense to you. Feel right to you.

think of yourself as emerging from the womb again: make up your life however you want without fear, this will lead you down a path of self discovery and hearty lessons to help you grow and change, but stay steady in who you are no matter what!

powerful stuff pile 1, but to encounter new growth, better situations, and more understanding within yourselves; you need to prepare yourself to let go of rotted wood, garbage, or dead weight in your current foundations or perspectives.

abandon the old schemes and everything that no longer belongs to you and overcome the challenges of transformation and rebirth.

xtra signs or confirmations + advice:

•realizing // focusing on the repeating cycles,patterns,lessons, etc currently in your life.

•facing your shadows and calling judgement upon yourself + sitting in the uncomfortableness that comes along with life.

•not being afraid or affected by outside noise or other peoples perceptions of you anymore.

•take risks again! try and make yourself smile, widen your world view, stop and appreciate whats around you, something new is coming, expect the best and it will happen!

•pluto,mushrooms,scorpio energy,rebirth,healing,TRANSFORMATION,finding your voice, change your old ways.

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OKAY PILE 2:

HEAVY @ s$ energy. and im sorry for any betrayal felt on your part from this ending im CLEARLY picking up on. I hope you know how possible it is to move on, let go, release whatever or whoever, and just BREATHE AGAIN. I feel sick to my stomach but relieved, hurt but okay, numb but faintly hopeful for my future.....its very faint, but the emotion is there.

You've been through it and im sorry pile 2, i hope you know the more you keep pushing and getting over this percieved setback and/or tough loss that has occurred, the stronger you'll be because of it. You're going to learn such a valuabe lesson from this or you might of already learned that lesson, but either way you deserve better.....and frankly, MORE!

SO DONT BE AFRAID TO ASK // GIVE YOURSELF WHAT YOU WANT AND KNOW YOU DESERVE!! NO ONE SHOULD MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE A BURDEN OR LIKE YOU ARENT GOOD ENOUGH TO GO AFTER WHAT YOU WANT// NEED FOR YOURSELF!! AND IF THEY DO, THEN CUT THEM OFFFFFFFF!!!

The big message here is to let that which must fall away, ACTUALLY FALL AWAY, and find balance between your desires and the people around you.

dont get so caught up in the what ifs, just do what feels right and speaks to your heart + listen and make decisions that your higher self would be proud of, prove your worth to yourself, NOT some else.

pile2, this is a tough message but straight-forward too. Let go, move on, heal, grow, learn,change + this process looks and feels different to everyone so whatever works 4u, lean into that!!

xtra signs or confirmations + advice:

•review your life by asking YOURSELF questions that might trigger a heartfelt response from you!!

•reclaim your power, meditate, learn about yourself, reparent yourself, help yourself and save yourself, no ones coming to help OR save you.

• "people come to see us for a reason, or sometimes just a season", focus on yourself for awhile.

• dont underrate yourself, build your confidence up, air sign sun, capricorn energy, Jupiter influence in chart, looking into the age of aquarius recently, air sign energy, astrologer or HIGHLY interested in astrology.

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OKAY PILE 3:

pile 3, you might hate hearing this but YOU GUYS ARE STRONG, RESILIENT, DETERMINED, STUBBORN, AND A HUGE ADVOCATE FOR YOURSELF AND THATS HONESTLY SO INSPIRING AND ADMIRABLE!!!

which is why I must also say; you have to start taking responsibility for your own life and your own choices!! You're doing just fine standing in your power, but sometimes impulsiveness gets the better of you. And theres nothing wrong with that!!! But be careful, and ask for help when needed! Everything in moderation is always good. and that is very sound, safe, + solid advice.

life can feel like a confusing but interconnected web at times, but eventually you'll meet other people with similar expirences + ideas so even if it feels empty or lonely or confusing now, you're on the right path to find that support and stability you crave + the assistance and advice or guidance needed to help keep you straight! do not fear or worry, you're doing just fine.

ultimately the message is: when you finally realize, accept, and integrate the belief or truth that you are the engineer of your own life, you'll start to see better results and start moving your @ s$ to make better choices for your future + yourself. dont be inactive too long or you might risk losing a few good opportunities, that doesnt mean leap before you're ready, but that DOES mean doing the work NOW so you catch the good, stable, solid opportunities when they come sooner!

only you have the answers to what it is you truly want so start being honest with yourself and LAYING THE PROPER FOUNDATIONS FOR YOUR FUTURE!!!!

xtra signs or confirmations + advice:

•libra energy, venus placements, balancing of situations, the unseen is working behind the scenes, protect your ideas + your desires, be hopeful but stay realistic, logic vs emotion, listen to your heart, ignore your fears

•pray if you trust in something bigger than you!

•your gaining a sense of YOUR reality and its giving you a sense of responsibility so act on this accordingly and take this as an opportunity to learn + grow

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OKAY PILE 4:

daammn your message came out quick and fast : there's highs AND lows in life, dont get caught up in either extreme. This reality of life is a fact, nothing you can change, so you must change your response to this reality of life.

There's sunshine+rainbows and There's darkness+shadows. There's beautiful duality everywhere. There's clear vision and There's confused outlook. What perspective do you see right now? Either is okay and Either is tremendously valid.

Believing in yourself and your dreams is hard when nobody is paying attention to your efforts or maybe commending you for your little and big wins through the process. BUT when the results do come....when the fruit is finally ready to be picked.....it feels that much more rewarding when you can look back and say " I did it. "

Stay committed towards your dreams and move forward with confidence, IN SPITE of the negativity and other things being thrown your way. Stay hopeful and optimistic. Even if its hard! Stay grateful too!! Find the light at the end of tunnel to make things easier for yourself!

You have the ability to see what others tend to miss so use this to sniff out people who are NOT on your side or maybe using you in some way!! Dont let yourself lose integrity over something stupid, walk-away when you must, to avoid any conflicts later!

xtra signs or confirmations + advice:

•4, stability, 444, strong foundations being built, cancer, leo, sun or moon placements, nurturing your mind, body, spirit.

•go steady and at a comfortable pace, ignore outside negativity, take in constructive advice, learn to control your reactions.

•you are a human with needs, wants, desires....dont be afraid to go after them!___________________________________________

I sincerely hope you received what you needed and released what you don't !! See you again soon!! Take it easyyy and just breathe and fllooowwww!!! you got this! byyeee~🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

**please let me know how I'm doing in any way you can! that is the easiest way to support me and also a good way to signal to me that I should keep going + any helpful advice from the community would be welcomed and appreciated 🥺 🥹 🙏🏼

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**ONCE AGAIN, I AM NOT A MEDICAL OR HEALTH PROFESSIONAL; PLEASE USE YOUR OWN JUDGEMENT AND DISCERNMENT TO DETERMINE IF YOU NEED OR WANT TO SEEK PROPER HELP OR TREATMENTS FOR YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR OR SOCIAL MEDIA!!

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"An endless forest, thought to have grown everfrozen Captured in cold serenity, no longer able to weep Flesh of wood coated with ice conceals deep emotion Those trees hadn't died, they've simply fallen asleep A gray wolf wanders through the heart of the woods He walks and walks, lost in the fathomless dark Faded pawprints weave between curled, mighty roots Trees... So much lies beneath that damaged bark Moths swoop in, seeking for an open door They lead him towards first blooms of spring Where the forest breathes from its very core And you remember how loud birds could sing Where snow had melted into a running stream And leaves dressed the branches with a deep green He wanders even further to find his hidden dream, This winter won't be eternal, you will find your spring." A gift for a very special person, who I'm so lucky to have met 💙✨️

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heyy, hope you're doing well! take your time with this, but could i request for angst with luka x reader? the premise is that we got into a really bad argument with him and we offhandedly tell him that he deserved to lose his arm. but instead of getting angry at us, luka just gets uncharacteristically dejected and silent, remembering all the struggle he experienced trying to cope with what he lost. 🥲 reader apologizes and they make up in the end after a day of not talking with each other ofc, but yk... angst first </3

- 🥊 anon

p.s.: i love your writing! ^-^ and congrats on getting more followers, pls keep going !! ✨️

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Pairing : Luka x Reader Genre : Angst, Hurt/Slight Comfort (?) a/n : Why would you want to hurt the sweetest boy, reader (◞‸◟；) But nice seeing you again 🥊 anon !! Hope this fills your expectation ! I never write for angst before :')

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The bitterness of regret hung in the air, a stifling reminder of the words that had been flung recklessly between you and Luka. The argument had spiraled far beyond logic, leaving behind an oppressive silence that seemed to weigh down the room.

Luka, usually a beacon of boundless enthusiasm and hope, now stood before you with his shoulders slumped and his once-brilliant blue eyes dulled by an unfamiliar sorrow. His fair complexion seemed almost ashen, as if the burden of the world had settled upon him in an instant.

The words had slipped out in a moment of rage, fueled by frustration and resentment, yet now they hung between you like an insurmountable chasm. "You deserved to lose your arm!" The venom in your voice had been undeniable, a weapon you'd wielded carelessly in the heat of the moment. But as you saw the devastation in Luka's eyes, the magnitude of your mistake struck you with a force you hadn't anticipated.

Luka's robotic arm, a symbol of his sacrifice and courage, gleamed dully in the subdued lighting. It told a story of the day he had rescued that frightened child, the day he had given everything to shield another soul from harm's way. Yet now, that same arm bore the weight of your impulsive words, a scar that ran deeper than the metal and wires.

He had faced danger, confronting a mutated monster that posed a threat to innocent lives, and in the process, he had relinquished a fragment of himself. The memory replayed in his mind, an unceasing loop of sound—the blast, the terrified child clutched in his arms, and then the abrupt realization that his arm was gone.

If only you could rewind time, swallow your spiteful words before they had the chance to inflict such damage. But regret was a cruel companion, reminding you of the fracture you'd created, the hurt you'd inflicted upon someone who had always championed you, who had fought his own battles to protect others.

The silence that followed felt like a heavy shroud, a stark reminder of the gulf that had opened up between you. This was no longer a mere argument; it was a betrayal of trust, a wound that might forever leave its mark. Amidst it all, Luka's demeanor, marked by an uncharacteristic despondence, conveyed more than any words ever could. He had not only lost an arm that day, but a piece of his identity, and your thoughtless words had torn open that wound once more.

The lingering echoes of your harsh words filled the room, a suffocating presence that refused to dissipate. What had started as a disagreement had evolved into a tempestuous clash of emotions, and now, as the storm subsided, you stood on the precipice of a newfound understanding.

You observed as Luka's shoulders sagged, his usual vivacity extinguished, replaced by an aura of fragility. The robotic arm, once emblematic of his resilience and strength, seemed paradoxically delicate, a testament to his struggles and victories.

Luka's gaze dropped to his mechanical limb, his fingers tracing its contours absentmindedly. You had anticipated anger, a retort as fiery as the hair atop his head, a defense of his worth and sacrifices. Yet, instead, there was an atypical stillness—a silence that resonated more profoundly than any response ever could.

In that moment, regret engulfed you, a visceral sensation that seemed to grip your heart. You had crossed a line that could never be redrawn. You had wounded him, not just physically, but in the depths of his being. Your words had struck at the heart of his pain, unearthing memories he had sought to bury—the memory of a day when he had faced danger head-on to protect the innocent.

Images flashed through his mind—the deafening blast, the searing agony that followed, the moment he had looked down to see his arm brutally severed. Blood mingled with dirt, a stark reminder of his vulnerability.

And now, your words had torn through his defenses, exposing the fragility that lurked beneath his resilience, the wounds that time had yet to heal. You had ripped open a wound that had taken immense effort to close, reopening the scars of a battle he had fought not only physically, but within the recesses of his soul.

The following day arrived, and you found yourself standing outside Luka's door, a mixture of guilt and apprehension churning within you. Hours had been spent reflecting on your actions, on the gravity of your mistake. Apologies, you knew, could never fully mend the damage inflicted, but you were resolute in your determination to try.

As the door creaked open, Luka's form came into view, his eyes still holding traces of the sorrow you had wrought. Your voice trembled as you began, "Luka, I... I'm so sorry. There are no words to convey how deeply remorseful I am for what I said. It was thoughtless, cruel, and I understand if you can't find it in your heart to—"

A gentle touch, Luka's finger against your lips, silenced your words. His touch was surprisingly tender, a stark contrast to the turmoil that churned within you. His eyes met yours, a fusion of pain, understanding, and a hint of forgiveness.

"It's going to take time," he said softly, his voice carrying a weight that spoke of the battles he had fought within himself. "I won't pretend that your words didn't hurt, but I also know that people say things they don't mean in the heat of the moment. Just… give me some time to heal."

You nodded, tears pricking at your eyes as you realized the depth of his generosity. He was willing to give you a chance to make amends, to mend the shattered pieces of your relationship. You wanted to reach out, to hold him, to promise that you would do everything in your power to make things right.

But you also understood that healing would be a journey, one that couldn't be rushed. Luka's struggle with his loss had been a testament to his strength, and now, as you faced the consequences of your actions, you were determined to show him your own strength—a strength that lay in your willingness to confront your mistakes and to fight for the love that had been tested but not broken.

[load-theloading-artist]

Hiiiii, itssss meee,

Load!

Finally coming at you with a post!

This time around, just a simple one, for i wanna talk about

--- Hair. ---

WAIT, LEMME EXPLAIN.

I'm finally working on some art related to the boys. (That i may or may not be posting) But when drawing their hair, i ended up gotten to thinking. (WoooOoooo, spooky.)

Pierces hairstyle is an odd choice to me, considering his character. (..the little we got.) He's considered to be a gentle giant, a kind soul, someone who's emotionally damaged due to trauma - or at least just most likely traumatized.

So then, why is his hair slicked back??

It seems unfitting or uncharacteristic for him to have said hairstyle.

I say this because slicked back hair to me gives off a more confident vibe. Part of why it does is because it leaves your face exposed, your eyes.

If we go with the saying "eyes are the window to the soul," then he's almost being... vulnerable. If his eyes are kind, then why show it off? Considering daemos society... This is something he should/would hide. He can't let his true nature show. otherwise, he would be deemed weak and worse (*cough* noi was going to be killed because of being deemed weak *cough*) killed.

So it would make sense if he kept his hair down, let his bangs in his face. In order to hide his eyes. In order to hide the kindness within them.

Of course, he might need to have this hairstyle. To give off the impression he's confident; that he's not weak. Therefore, compensating with him being expressionless. Suppressing his emotion altogether. Building a brick wall around his heart to protect himself as he puts on a facade.

With this in mind, i need to draw Leif with bangs way shorter.

The way i draw Leifs bangs gives him SO MANY OPPORTUNITIES for his eyes to be hidden, concealed. Avoiding vulnerability.

Dont get me wrong. i think he absolutely tries to hide vulnerability. But this fucker, this son of a plant, has (dumbass)

✨️ confidence ✨️

especially with not hiding his scar at all, i don't think aphmaus Leif would hide his face or eyes. Not even on a mission where he's SUPPOSED TO.

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Btw, i know Rhys has slicked back hair as well. Buuut... i mean. There's not really much to say? Im unsure if he truly has the confidence. But, lets say he does.

... Though, otherwise... i have ideas.

But their not quite true ...to Aphmaus Rhys.

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Anyway, thanks for reading my silly little thoughts.

Have a good day/night/noon!!