#react vs respond

[kittycatred]

Red… after you’re feeling better, we’ll leave and never return…

Blue doesn’t want us around - rightfully so - and obviously you don’t either.

We’re sorry for the pain and harm we caused…

...you guys....i....—

i never ssaif in dotn wsant you guys aroudn....oh well i tghink i did sday thswat before going back intgo myn bhokdy....

i.....jsudt......—

yobvu guys are jhelpimg now....thst coutnbsd for somreytg...?

i—i cant thfink clesartly...ugh....

i—its.....ugh...okay....i—ill trfy to explain thrd best i cqan right now...?

you guys hrut me....phsycoally and emotioswanlly...yeah.

ansd...thta hrut....hrut alotr......

...and i dotfn forfgiev you guys....not yet atleats.......its going to taksde a wheilem to trust youi guys and.....im so loopyu you alll are blurrfing togetehjr for me.....cnt tell whos differentr or not......

but.....you guysd are tyrfing to make up for it....thats....thast soimethignb....

i....i dont hate ytou guys....maybe....?.....no—....cayuse i do simialr tyhiongs.....id be a hyprodte to hate you gudys right now....

but......i....i strill..is till feel hrut....

but.....you guys are tryfing....?........you didnt mean to....

ansd you guys heldped me in the cvave...? but some of ytou guysd threw things at me...even thoigujh tsht wsas harmless but—

i—...i dont knwo.....

.....just— you dontf jhavse to leave bvut.....im gonna need tiem to figure out how i feel abotu you guysd.....when i can think properly aqnd icfm less loopy....yeah....

[catalisst]

[br1ghtestlight]

two and sunshine have such different responses to their trauma actually its so funny. sunshine is like i only want to bring Peace and love to the world ^_^ <33 happiest and fr,iendship :) and two is like i have to kill someone right fucking now.

[littlebellesmama]

Riding the Waves: Learning to Regulate Emotions

Feelings are part of being human. They rise up, often without warning, and can change from one moment to the next. Sometimes they’re light and easy—joy, excitement, calm. Other times, they come with weight—anger, sadness, fear, shame. Emotions are natural and important, but they’re not always easy to handle. Some days they feel like waves gently washing over us. Other days, it’s like being caught…

[mimok]

Embracing Uncertainty: Lessons from the Fog

There are days when the road ahead feels open, clear, and full of possibility, and then there are days when the fog rolls in, obscuring what’s in front of us, making each step feel uncertain. We humans are reactive beings, shifting constantly between clarity and confusion, joy and sorrow. Even the most grounded and mindful among us are not immune to the invisible currents that shape our moods. It…

[escapenevolve]

The Silent Power of Observation Over Reaction

🌪️ In a world full of noise, the quietest mind wins. Learn how staying calm, sipping coffee, and mastering the art of observation can transform your life. Why react when you can respond? 🧘‍♂️ #Mindfulness #DramaDetox #EmotionalIntelligence

Picture this: you’re in the middle of an argument. Someone’s yelling, hands flailing like they’re auditioning for a soap opera, and your brain is screaming, “Say something! Fight back!” But instead, you take a breath. You sip your coffee. And you just… watch. That’s the magic of observation. It’s like having a secret weapon nobody expects—a calm, collected mind. Now, let me tell you something.…

[themandalalady]

24-140 Maturity

[dckweed]

tiktok made me do it!gf vs tf141 boys

It was all over TikTok—women testing out pheromone perfumes to see how their boyfriends reacted.

Naturally, you had to try it.

The moment you spritz it onto your pulse points, a sultry, musky scent wafting through the air, you know you’re in trouble.

i can’t remember if I posted yesterday or not, but here’s todays :)

Captain Price – "like you want somethin’, sweetheart"

Price is lounging in his chair, reading the paper like some kind of distinguished gentleman, when you enter the room.

His nose twitches slightly. His brows furrow.

You strut past him, not saying a word, but the scent follows you like a sinful little trail.

His voice is low. "What’s that, love?"

You shrug innocently. "Perfume."

Price sets the paper down, leaning forward slightly. "New?"

"Mmhmm." You tilt your neck slightly, just enough to let the scent linger around him. "You like it?"

He doesn’t respond immediately.

Instead, he watches you like a predator. His gaze sharp, assessing, as if he’s figuring something out.

Then, slow as molasses, he stands.

You don’t realize you’re backing up until your spine meets the wall.

"John—"

"What’s in it?" His voice is dangerously calm.

Your heart hammers. "Just… a mix of things."

He hums. Steps closer. His chest brushes against yours, the heat of his body pressing into you.

"Smells different than your usual." His nose skims along your throat, inhaling deeply. "Smells like you want somethin’, sweetheart."

You shudder. "Maybe."

His fingers trail up your arm, slow and teasing. "That right?"

"Mhm."

Then, just as you start melting—

He pulls away.

You gape at him as he smirks, picking up his paper again like nothing happened.

"John!"

"Careful what you start, love," he murmurs, eyes twinkling over the top of the paper. "Or I’ll finish it."

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick – "sit in the freezer.."

Gaz doesn’t notice at first. He’s scrolling on his phone, lounging on the couch, completely unaware of the trap you’ve set.

Then—

He sniffs the air.

Freezes.

Looks at you.

"Babe."

You arch a brow. "Yes?"

"What the fuck is that smell?"

"My perfume."

His pupils blow wide. "What—why do I—" He rubs his face aggressively. "Why do I feel weird?"

You bite back a laugh. "Weird how?"

"Like I need to put you on my fuckin’ lap, that’s how."

"Oh?" You saunter closer, watching the way his hands tighten into fists. "That bad?"

"YES."

"Huh." You lean down, bracing your hands on either side of his head. "What are you gonna do about it?"

Gaz swallows hard. "I dunno, babe, but it’s gonna involve you on my lap, so you better back up before I—"

You giggle and step back. "Relax, it’s just pheromone perfume—"

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Gaz bolts upright. "YOU DRUGGED ME?"

"Oh my God, Kyle—"

"I NEED TO GO SIT IN THE FREEZER, I SWEAR TO GOD—"

He flees to the kitchen, frantically fanning himself, while you wheeze with laughter.

Simon "Ghost" Riley – “notice anything different?”

You know Simon. He doesn’t react to much.

So when you walk into the room, drenched in your secret weapon, you expect some reaction.

You get nothing.

Not even a twitch.

"Hey, love," he murmurs, flipping through a book.

You pout. "You notice anything… different?"

He hums. "New hair?"

"No."

"New dress?"

"No!"

He finally looks up, blinking at you. "What, then?"

You step closer, letting the scent wrap around him. "Smell me."

Simon gives you a slow, measured look. Then, like he knows exactly what you’re up to, he sighs and leans in.

The moment he inhales—

He freezes.

His hands tighten around the book, his jaw going tight.

"Oh." His voice is dangerous.

Your stomach flips. "Oh?"

He slowly closes the book. "You have no idea what you just did, love."

You gulp. "I—"

Then, lightning fast, he grips your waist and hauls you into his lap.

You squeak. "Simon!"

"You wanted a reaction, sweetheart?" His hands slide up your back, firm. "Now you’re gonna deal with it."

"It was just a prank—"

"Not anymore."

You die.

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish – "make me feral."

You spray the perfume on your wrists, grinning like a devil as you enter the room. Soap is at the table, scrolling on his phone.

The moment you walk past him—

"What the fuck is that?"

You smirk. "Perfume."

His nostrils flare. "That’s perfume?"

"Mhm."

Soap leans in.

You immediately realize your mistake.

His eyes darken. "What’s in that?"

You gulp. "Just… y’know. Stuff."

"*Stuff.**"

"Uh-huh."

Then, faster than you can blink, he’s out of his chair and chasing you.

"JOHNNY—"

"NO, LASS, YE STARTED THIS SHITE—C'MERE!"

You squeal, sprinting down the hall, but he grabs you, effortlessly scooping you up like you weigh nothing.

"Oh, ye think ye’re funny, huh?" he growls, throwing you over his shoulder.

"IT WAS A JOKE!"

"Aye, well, now I’m gonna show ye what happens when ye make me feral, sweetheart.*"

Your giggles turn into breathless shrieks as he carries you straight to the bedroom.

(You regret nothing.)

Moral of the Story:

You thought you were being slick.

Turns out?

You played yourself.

[gpcwsl]

could you please do alexia x r!williamson. she plays for barca and alexia was super hesitant to get into a relationship with r because of leah and once they do leah tries to be all scary big sister vibes

Alexia Putellas x Williamson!Reader

Your lucky

WC: 629

MasterList

Warnings: Swearing, Slight angst, Protective/overbearing sibling, Mild suggestive themes (kissing, tension), short?

Song: Hesitate - Jonas Brothers

Your transfer to Barcelona had been smoother than you’d expected. The team welcomed you with open arms, and life in Spain felt natural, easy—especially with Alexia by your side.

You weren’t sure when the both of you had fallen into this… thing. It wasn’t official, but it wasn’t just friendship either. Dates that weren’t called dates, lingering glances, accidental touches that neither of you shied away from. It was obvious to everyone around you that there was something there.

And yet, Alexia hesitated. You knew why. Leah.

Your sister was protective, sometimes overly so. And the thought of facing her wrath had Alexia pulling away every time things got too real between you two.

Tonight was no different.

The two of you had just come back from a late-night walk, the cool air still clinging to your skin as you stepped into your shared apartment. It was comfortable living together, easy.

Alexia was quiet as she moved around the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for something to eat. You turned, finding her already staring at you, something unreadable in her eyes.

Without thinking, you closed the distance between you. No words were needed. You simply leaned in, pressing your lips to hers.

Alexia responded immediately, her hands finding your waist as she pulled you closer. The kiss was deep, filled with the months of tension that had been building between you. It was desperate, soft yet intense.

Then, after a few minutes, Alexia pulled away, breathless.

“What about Leah?” she murmured, her forehead resting against yours.

You huffed, rolling your eyes. “Can you not speak my sister’s name when you just had your tongue down my throat?”

Alexia groaned, pulling back completely. “I’m scared of her.”

You laughed. “She’s not that bad.”

Alexia shot you a look that told you she absolutely thought Leah was that bad.

The international break arrived quickly, and soon, you found yourself back in England. It felt good to be home, even if it meant facing off against Alexia on the pitch.

England vs. Spain. You vs. Alexia.

The game was intense. Hard tackles, sharp passes, stolen glances between the two of you that no one else seemed to catch. And then, in the dying moments of the match, you found the back of the net.

1-0 to England.

When the final whistle blew, you didn’t wait. You grabbed Alexia’s hand and pulled her through the tunnel, away from prying eyes.

She barely had time to react before you pressed her against the wall, hands on either side of her head. “Still scared of Leah?” you teased.

Alexia huffed. “Yes.”

You smirked before kissing her. This time, she didn’t hesitate. Her hands found your jersey, gripping it tightly as she kissed you back with the same intensity as before.

Neither of you noticed the approaching footsteps.

“What the fu—”

You froze. Alexia did too.

Slowly, you turned your head, coming face to face with Leah. Your sister stood there, arms crossed, eyebrows raised, looking every bit the protective older sibling.

Alexia tensed against you. “I’m so dead.”

You sighed, rubbing a hand down your face. “Leah, don’t start.”

Leah’s eyes narrowed at Alexia. “You are lucky I like you.”

Alexia gulped. “Thanks?”

Leah looked between the two of you before shaking her head. “Unbelievable,” she muttered, before pointing at Alexia. “If you hurt her—”

“I won’t,” Alexia said quickly.

Leah narrowed her eyes before finally relenting. “Good.” She turned back to you. “Mum’s gonna want to hear about this.”

You groaned as Leah smirked, walking away.

Alexia exhaled deeply. “That was terrifying.”

You laughed, pressing one last kiss to her lips. “She’ll get over it.”

Alexia sighed dramatically. “I hope so.”

You just grinned. “She will. But for now, you’re mine.”

[lymtw]

Satoru who is just so obsessed with you and actually becomes somewhat jealous when others make you laugh to the point where you're blushing. He's quick to misunderstand a situation when it comes to men getting overly comfortable with you. From what you understand, the jealousy doesn't run deep, but he does wonder sometimes—stupidly, if someone else will catch your eye and test your fidelity to him.

"How is it being with Gojo all the time? I get seeing him at work, but going home with him and spending all your time together...? It's got to be exhausting, no?"

This nobody doesn't even know Satoru. He's never gotten near him—never even spoken a word to him. It's infuriating that he even assumed you're exhausted from spending time with the person you the love the most, but you smile anyway, and respond as politely as you can.

"Satoru can be a handful at times, but that's one of the many things I love about him. He's funny, and even though sometimes he acts like he runs around without a brain, he is one of the smartest men I know. He takes care of me." You chuckle, recalling a warm, fond memory.

Satoru watches your conversation with the man from the bar on the other side of the room. He sees you smiling and nodding, and his heart starts beating faster. He understands that he has to keep his cool. What is he missing that you can find in someone else? You're with him for a reason, and you've never been one to hide things from him. There's no need to feel insecure.

He knows he can't stop you from talking with other people. You can interact with whoever you want because his jealousy isn't to be mistaken with control, but it's hard not to stay by your side all the time. You've never given him any reason to doubt the strength of your relationship, but he just doesn't trust other men around you. He knows men are dogs, chopping it up with any pretty girl with no regards to whether they're in a relationship or not. What he does know is that he wholeheartedly trusts you. You would let him know if someone was taking it too far, wouldn't you?

VS

Satoru who is so obsessed with you and content with the fact that you are almost always within arms reach of him. He feels so secure knowing he gets to leave work with you every day only to spend more time with you at home.

At night, you lay facing each other, one of your legs thrown over his hip and one of his hands running up and down your waist. You talk about insignificant things that result in significant memories. You whisper and giggle about the dumbest things, until your sentences don't make sense because of how tired both of you are. You cling onto him and tell him you love him, lazy kisses pressed to his lips with every cliffhanging word that is threatened by sleep.

On lazy Sunday afternoons, you lie in bed together watching scary movies. He knows the plots aren't real, and that the monsters and hideous things that appear aren't real either, but your fear of them is. He purposely chooses these movies because he knows you won't focus on them and turn to give him all the attention when you're too scared. Anything to distract you from the terrifying things that are seemingly about to pop out of the screen. While he pretends he's focusing on the movie, he grins as you begin to shower him with your affectionate kisses. One for his neck, one for his cheek, oh... there goes another one for his neck. He lays there, a few chuckles slipping when you kiss his chin and his nose. You mumble little sweet nothings to him that have him grinning ear to ear. He can physically feel the love you hold for him and it's heavenly.

Satoru loves that you've always been shy about your needs. He loves the way you react when he kisses you anywhere that isn't your face. He knows neck kisses are a weakness for you and he uses that knowledge against you when he wants to see you get flustered.

He'll come up behind you, put his hands on your waist and start kissing your shoulder, slowly trailing the sweetness towards your neck. He knows he's affecting you because after a minute of him mouthing up your sensitive points, you stopped what you were doing and just felt him. His hands peel your shirt off your stomach and glide upward, towards your chest. He can hear your shaky breathing more clearly.

"'toru?" You call, meekly, your hands clenched into fists.

"Hm?" He gives your breasts a squeeze, not letting up on his work on your neck.

"Satoru," you repeat, clear surrender in your tone. You use his full first name to grab his attention, yet it still sounded so sweet.

"You can do it, baby. Tell me what you want."

You get so nervous when he starts talking like this. It makes your chest feel tight, and your stomach swarms with butterflies. You want to run away, but his hands are so warm and he's holding you like you're the most fragile thing to ever exist.

You turn around and quickly bury your face in his chest. Satoru caught a glimpse of the rosiness dusting your cheeks, and the tips of your ears were noticeably glowing, the cute reactions earning a chuckle from him. His hands dragged down your back, and he palmed your ass before going slightly lower to clasp around the backs of your thighs. He lifted you, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck.

"My pretty girl is so shy. Don't worry, I know what you like," he says, directing both of you to the bedroom.

[86espresso]

bf!luke . . .

would get a little annoyed when you’re too slow to catch up with him while walking so he picks you up by the waist and half carries you

bends down to your height when you’re lecturing him so you’re assured that he’s taking you seriously

loves when you touch his hair. he loovvvess it so much. when you’re on the couch, talking to a friend and he’s leaning back on your legs while playing video games with his buddies, and your hand moves away for a second? he subconsciously reaches behind him to put it back

adores kissing the tip of your nose to watch it scrunch

hates when you’re stressed about anything so he tries his best to help you (he’s so sweet)

is very much team ‘baby’ when it comes to ‘baby’ vs. ‘babe’

gives more. he loves giving more than taking. giving you attention, kisses, advice, love, everything, even when you don’t ask for it

can’t believe you’re real and all his

knows how much your height difference affects you. he knows you love it more than you’ll admit and will do anything to fuel it. he’ll purposefully hug you so that your face is snug in his chest, either lifts you by the waist or gets it for you when encountering something out of your reach, his lips perfectly align with your forehead and he proves that multiple times a day when kissing you there. he loves that he’s taking control for you in that sense, he likes that he can protect you in a way

has to admit, all though he loves giving, receiving love from you feels like a drug. he’s addicted to your touch, kisses, and praise

is very attractive to you all around. his physique, face, arms, and hands? hot. his opinions, values, and morals? sexy. the way he backs out of a parking space, the way his jaw ticks, the way he uses hand gestures to talk, the way he fixes something on you that’s out of place, the way his knuckles whiten while lifting something, the veins in his neck, the way he says your name? fucknhghfh

holds your hand any chance he gets

responds to each and every one of your texts individually. reacts to every instagram reel you send him individually

naps with you and engulfs your body entirely, warming you up and making you feel secure, giving you the best sleep ever

isn’t afraid to show his obsession with you in front of his friends. they complain that he becomes dead weight when you’re not around

laughs when you crawl under his hoodie to get as close to him as possible and welcomes it, kissing the top of your head

listens intently to whatever you’re talking about, even if he has no clue what you’re saying

is the best at giving hugs 😇

teaches you how to drive because you were a late learner and he’s had enough of your complaints about your own procrastination. but he’s so patient and sweet with you it’s crazy

keeps a list in his notes app so that every time he hears you comment on a book or album, every time you eye a piece of jewelry or clothing, every time you indicate that you want something even slightly, he can refer to his observations and buy you something that you wanted

[nsfw]

loves sucking hickeys on you. his favorite places are your inner thighs and the top of your tits

is obsessed with mirror sex. watching your grip on whatever’s in front of you, your knitted eyebrows, your moans and whimpers and pleads, your face when you come, how he keeps one hand tightly on your hips

and uses the other to choke you. he loves how one of his hands can fit entirely around your neck and how dainty you feel in his arms when he’s fucking you. he loves how you get louder and needier when he’s squeezing your throat and putting the right amount of pressure to make your eyes roll

loves tying you up, watching you squirm helplessly while he does whatever he wants to your body. he kisses the marks on your wrist when he finally lets you touch him

isn’t afraid to show you how much he's enjoying the feeling of you. he grunts and whimpers and moans whenever you have your mouth on him to show you that you’re doing well

is a giver, as mentioned, and he loves nothing more than to wake you up with his head between your legs, curls brushing your inner thighs and nose bumping against your clit while his tongue and mouth work on eating you out oh

knows you have to adjust to his size every time so he uses the pad of his thumb to stimulate your clit and kisses you thoroughly to help you loosen up

inflicts pain more because he knows how insane you get over the fact that he can overpower you any time. doesn’t mean he doesn’t love the receiving end of it, though

manhandles you in a way you can only dream of <3

talks you through it when you’re fucking yourself on his long long, long, long fingers

lets you sit on his face after a long day

loves when you take control and ride him to get your relief. he loves that he’s always there to provide you that and he loves how take control in that situation, getting what you want

squishes your cheeks together when you’re getting bratty and looks down at you, frowning, to warn you that you’re in deep shit

💌 : my boy for your saturday morning/evening/night ☺️

[horreurscopes]

the whole adhd going trendy thing that's now being discussed in, like, npr podcasts (insofar as tiktok is an extension of "the mainstream") is fascinating because that was basically a stage of self actualization that tumblr went through, like, at least three or four years ago. y'know; that's not a symptom of adhd, that's a common human experience. everyone forgets to eat produce in the fridge sometimes. everyone's mind occasionally wanders during a conversation, and so on.

but at least in circles of tumblr with critical thinking skills this has led to better insights, "culturally" (as in - people here don't have to go looking themselves for anti-psychiatry literature to encounter these ideas; it is something that can be absorbed via osmosis if one is interested in social justice and sees relevant topics on the dashboard, which i think is generally a good thing), about the systems of oppression that lead people to attach themselves to these medicalized labels; why, for example, a diagnosis that means "there is something broken in my biological make-up that makes me ontologically unable to complete tasks, and therefore it is not my fault, nor a moral reflection of my character, if i am unable to work myself to exhaustion" might be so appealing to so many people in a society where creating capital for the ruling class via wage slavery is a sign of virtue; and what incentives the psychiatric institution may have to both diagnose and medicate people to fix "can't work" syndrome.

(and yes, people here still debate to exhaustion what "actually adhd" vs, lets say, "culturally adhd" means; but that's not what this post is about. to me it is very similar to the chemical imbalance model of depression: is it likely there are certain individuals who one day, simply and for no reason, experience their ability to feel joy "turning off"; or even individuals who are more genetically vulnerable to becoming depressed when faced with adverse circumstances [the way a tendency towards alcoholism can be inherited]; but these are a small number in comparison to the great majority of depression sufferers who would not be labelled "mentally ill", were it not for the systemic circumstances one is unable to escape, and consequently, cope with.)

and yet now that this conversation has reached the "mainstream", it boggles the mind that the conclusion even the most liberal cultural outlets reach all basically amount to "we need better, more accurate diagnostic tools" and a call for more nuance in psychiatry, so as to better distinguish those "real" sufferers of broken brain disease, who are then allowed to use stimulant drugs to be shaped back into the rank and file (aka, people who have a magical brain that reacts in a special, morally acceptable way to stimulant drugs as long as they are not used recreationally), from the "fakers", who need to grit their teeth through their personal failure to make themselves do shit they would not choose to do were it not for the threat of starvation, homelessness and death, and pull themselves up by their bootstraps (aka, people who have normal non-magical brains which respond to stimulant drugs in dirty, hedonistic, cheating-the-system ways).

and not, you know, the fact that "working yourself to death doing dull boring punishing work" culture might be the biggest cause for people identifying with "really struggle to work myself to death doing dull boring punishing work" syndrome, or than an institution founded on categorizing people via their inability to conform to a set of social norms that do not exist in an apolitical vacuum, might have an incentive to create a label for it.

[emoboybrony]

Ill admit ive never been that into laurence (any his variations really) but something has been really bothering me since rewatching parts of MCD.

What really caught my attention about MCD Laurence is that he starts out as this well adjusted, loyal knightly and charming guy- and then after he becomes a shadow knight you just see this slow decay of him. Like hes slowly losing parts of himself and its causing him to become more and more unstable to the point where by the end of season 2 hes honestly kind of terrfying.

And ALOT of that is reflected with how his relationship with aphmau starts to shift. He goes from this sweet, suave and honestly pretty silly personality, to being so obsessive and vindictive towards her.

Theres this one scene, at the end of ep 95 S2, where aphmau has just essentially seen a ghostly image of aaron and is really shaken up by it. Laurence comes to sit with her and ask her about it. And at first, it genuinely seems like hes just trying to get her to open up so he can support her. But then it quickly spirals into him demanding to know why she cares about aaron so much and why shes greiving so hard for him, like its a problem. He becomes so aggressive and condensending to the point where Garroth has to intervene and he walks off.

In this moment you see how far hes really fallen, he goes from semingly reasuring and gentle, and by the end of it hes disrepecting a dead man, who gave his life to save both his brother and supposed love of his life, who he travelled and fought along side with for months, who close to the end of his life was taking care of an orphan (something he comlimented in aphmau), and hes thowing all of that out the window because hes taken Aphmau's attention, due to the fact he fucking died.

After that happens, aphmau has a conversation woth vlyad where he basically tells her that laurence has to accept what he is and go to the nether or else hes gonna go insane, and that the only reason he came back is because hes "chasing a fantasy". Aphmau responds by suggesting they get cadenza over so that he can be with family, and vlyad says she can do what she wants but implies its pretty much inevitable that laurence is going to hit a breaking point. And hes completely right.

Before laurence even gets to speak to cadenza, he eavesdrops on the conversation where aphamu reveals shes pregnant, and just immediately peaces out, out of fear that hes going to MURDER HER.

Not to mention that in that conversation, cadenza herself tells aphmau not to tell laurence because shes scared of how he would react. He has gotten so unstable that his own sister, who loves him more than anything, can recognise that he is a danger to some degree and shes RIGHT.

All this paints a stark contrast, the laurence we first met vs the man he has now become. Its tragic because its this inevitable downfall brought on by an act that was completely selfless, him sacrificing himself that got him turned into a shadow knight in the first place.

Even this is eventually tainted, his selfless act becomes a selfish one as he seems to cling to aphmau's love and affection as an emotional crutch. Aphmau obviously loves and cares for him deeply, but not in an explicitly romantic/sexual way. And if she doesnt love him the way he wants, then why is he suffering through this? Why did he bother to sacrafice himself at all if theres no reward? Its honestly horrifying how pretty much everyone who loved and respected him, makes what should be incredibly out of place predictions on him, but they always end up being right except for aphmau. She cant accept that hes changing and theres nothing she or anyone else can do change that. Its gut wrenching.

This all lead me to beileve that i didnt give enough credit to his character. I love this. This is the type off tragic story telling im here for. Theres so much more to this character than i ever expected.

Heres the thing.

Why the fuck do laurence's biggest fans seem to just completely disregard this? If you believed a good portion of the fandom, laurence is just this sauve uwu sad boy who was unfairly rejected and ignored by a woman who demamded the world from him.

Im dead serious, i saw people saying that laurence "deserved better than aphmau", that he deserved someone who recognised the sacrafice he made. Which like- there is so much to unpack there.

First of all, aphmau did recognise his sacrafice, she did love him and try to support him in the best way she could, even when literally everyone around her was saying it was a lost cause. She did everything she could for that man and forgave so much of what he did while struggling with the calling and she got nothing but shit for it.

Second of all, no the fuck he doesnt?? As illustrated in the examples above he did not respect Aphmau's boundaries. He did not respect her feelings. And by the end, he didnt even respect her bodily autonomy. Lets be honest here, he basically abandoned everyone he apprantly "loved", because bro tapped it before he could. She loved him so much, but because he wanted something she wasnt willing or able to provide, that being explicitly romantic and sexual attention, he just didnt see it. To try and argue that hes the real victim here, is in the same vain of "nice guys finish last". Him being kind, compassionate and selfless- shouldnt be reliant on whether or not this woman will fuck him or not. That is an insanely misogynistic way of thinking.

But most important to me in the context of this analysis- what is there to like about laurence with this interpretation? What possibly sets him apart from the gazillion other brunette pretty anime bois? Am i to gay for this? Is there something im not seeing?

I understand fanon can wildly divert from canon, and i understand that alot of this is probably down to the fact that i find dissecting and critiquing canon more intresting than reinventing it through fanon. Im locked into the Baldurs gate 3 fandom and i had the same experience there (laurence fangirls got NOTHING on Astarion girlies). But both experiences have left me with the same question- what draws you to a character, when all you do is boil them down to their most generic aspects?

I find Laurence intresting cause we are seeing this man crash out and become a monster in real time. And i dont see how he is worth even an honourable mention, when you take that away.

What is there left to be compelled to?

[margecouture]

reacting vs. responding

do you sometimes tend to react out of anger or emotion but then later wish you would have handled things differently?

well, thankfully knowing the difference between reacting vs. responding can help you, not just in heated situations but in all situations and conversations. it'll show that you're a person of elegance, thoughtfulness, and maturity. so, here's an explanation of both and a guide on how to apply this to your life effectively:

·˚ ༘ "When you react, you let others control you. When you respond, you are in control." - Bohdi Sanders ·˚ ༘

REACTING:

an immediate & emotional reply

instincts and conditioned behavior take over

no second thought for whether the reaction will have a negative or positive outcome

comes from a place of defense and possibly fear

ᡣ𐭩 reacting is instant and often driven by emotion, it's like a reflex. reactions don't involve much thought, like snapping at someone when you're upset. reacting tends to lead to escalated situations which leads to unintended consequences.

so next time you're stuck in traffic or there's a long line at the store you really wanted to buy something from, pause and acknowledge your emotions. say to yourself "this is not in my control but i will do what is in my control". and this could involve calmly finding a new route to take to avoid heavy traffic or just deciding to order online from that desired store. think logically! 😊

RESPONDING:

you evaluate the situation and slow down

you can identify and become aware of unpleasant emotions

weighs long term effects

comes from a place of love and respect

shows you are mindful and have self control

ᡣ𐭩 responding, on the other hand, involves pausing, assessing and choosing the logic/right course of action. it shows that you are secure within yourself and thoughtful. RESPONDING = UNDERSTANDING

so next time someone criticizes you or you get into a disagreement, always PAUSE FIRST, acknowledge that whoever is criticizing you is coming from a place of anger and insecurity, then calmly respond by saying "i'm sorry that you are frustrated, could you explain your concerns further?" and go from there. a simple understanding goes a long way. it doesn't only help the situation but it leaves you with a good self conscious.

another great way of responding is to simply walk away!

choosing to respond empowers growth, strengthens connection and helps you to stand out in a world full of overly sensitive people. remember, every situation is an opportunity to practice this skill and grow. happy living and au revoir! 😊

[bloomzone]

GLOW UP DIARY : #1.MINDSET IS EVERYTHING

Life is beautiful galaxy be a writer, genre is fantasy what opens up to me tomorrow is a big, big stage so that is who I am

- ive (song : i am )

Hey heeey sparkles...today is the first part of glow up diary "mindset"..so grab ur notebook and let's guaaaar !

by: 𖧷´ bloomzone 𝅄 ׂׅ

#1 MINDSET

First of all bbg ur mindset is more than just a mindset it's a guiding force that influences how you perceive the world, respond to challenges, and ultimately create the life you envision.

THE IDGAF MINDSET IS THE KEY !

﹙ ✿ ﹚they don't like you..they don't like ur style,hair,music taste, interests ? I DON'T CARE YOU ARE YOU I'M ME ! the idgaf mindset is the solution.. everytime someone say something bad about u think and answer like ok and ? Who the fvck care ?. Stop caring about what ppl think about you IT'S YOU VS YOU stop caring about what other say about u . For example if one of ur friends come up to you and say "____ talk sh* about u" don't ask about what that person said abt u it doesn't matter cuz ur life revolve around u and only u. Life become easier once you stop reacting to negativity and that the GOAL cut off friends who bring don't bring u happiness and only bad mood but surround yourself with friends who bring u positivity and motivate you.

TIPS AND HOW TO START BUILDING YOUR OWN MINDSET:

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ start with listening to podcasts (click here) watch thewizardliz (click here) it will help u so much.💞

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ break up with friends who hurted you before if they are from ur family distance urself ;)

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ stop and STOP creating bad scenario on your mind cuz it will effect on ur mood , be positive 🎀

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ make yourself a propriety act like the person u want to become and always be grateful of what u have rn don't say "why ___ is more popular than me" "why I'm not this pretty?" Cuz this will effect u and u will start overthinking..so be grateful of what u have cuz god have always a better plan for u honey !💌

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ stay private don't tell ppl ur goal and ur future plan !

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ don't listen to ppl who will bring u down they choose to hate u let them sit with that feeling it's not ur fault to focus on your self girlie 🎀

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧ start to don't give a sht about what ppl say behind your back stop oversharing ur personal life (this is the big fault ..u should avoid this and trust me pretty that oversharing=problems)

𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧just be yourself but with a better mindset cuz u are the only one who know your worth never let anyone costume u or disrespect you "you changed" always say yes for my worth for my future self what do you think u are ? .. if they don't call u, don't respond to ur text put ur phone away go have a good day set boundaries make ppl respect you like if u walk in a room ppl will say "she an unbothered queen fr".You live for yourself sweetie everyone else is second. 💌

ıllı ⠀ : 🎀 i believe in you and you should believe in yourself to make it happen..take care xoxo .

by: 𖧷´ bloomzone 𝅄 ׂׅ ׂׅ ⠀ ♡ ⠀ !!