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fazkins · 10 months ago
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Helloooo :D
Could I get a stimboard with blacklight stuff and/or neony space themed stuff for a spacekin?
I can provide any clarification needed!! - 🌠🌌🔼 Anon
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here you go! lmk if you need anything different or changed! feel free to request again! <3
sorry for the wait as well!
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lostinthesasuke · 1 year ago
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YESSSS SNORES ARE MUSIC TO MY EARS
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sextavas · 2 months ago
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El Poder de la Autoconfianza
Visualización Creativa: Imagina tus sueños con detalle y sin limitaciones. Mantén una mente abierta y un corazón dispuesto para que el universo te ayude a avanzar. Sentimiento de Bienestar: La paz interior y la calma son esenciales. Practica la gratitud y el amor para fortalecer tu bienestar. Ley de Atracción: Mantén pensamientos positivos y enfocados en lo que deseas. El universo responde a tus vibraciones y ayuda a materializar tus sueños
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omshivaram · 3 months ago
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thedougmac · 4 months ago
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Doug Mac, C.Ht., TheDougMac.com, Fmr Medical College Prof., now Author & Writer at Ghost.org
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maharajganesh35 · 4 months ago
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psychicagasthya · 6 months ago
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ambitiousness · 6 months ago
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tag allocation post for ease of access!
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aurils-blesstide · 8 months ago
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erotykapanaporozwodzie · 9 months ago
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A woman transforming into a wolf.
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pjackk · 6 months ago
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"i thought he was cute! that bitch! i'm gonna kill him!
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manifesting a casting of adaine's furious fist tonight, wish me luck 🔼🌌🌠
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Experienced Palmistry Expert in Adelaide, Australia - Astro Shiva Ram | Palm Reading ☎ Astrology Line: +61 457651399
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maharajganesh35 · 4 months ago
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With decades of experience, Astrologer Ganesh Maharaj is a trusted Vedic astrologer based in Canada. He offers a wide range of services, including detailed birth chart readings, horoscope matching, and personalized remedies for various life issues. His profound knowledge of astrology and his intuitive insights provide clients with clarity and guidance in matters of love, career, health, and finances. Ganesh Maharaj’s compassionate approach and accurate predictions have made him a sought-after advisor. Whether you are facing challenges or seeking future guidance, his astrological expertise can help you navigate life’s complexities with confidence and peace of mind.
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enchantedwitchling · 1 year ago
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The Power of Intuition: Developing Your Psychic Abilities.
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Intuition is a powerful gift that we all possess. It's the inner knowing, the gut feeling, the psychic sense that guides us. Whether you're new to exploring your intuitive abilities or looking to enhance them, here are some exercises and tips to help you tap into the magic of your own intuition.
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1. Meditation for Clarity đŸ§˜â€â™‚ïžđŸŒŒ
Take time each day to meditate. Clear your mind, focus on your breath, and allow your intuition to surface. The more you practice, the more in tune you become with your inner wisdom.
2. Trust Your Gut Feeling đŸ€”đŸ’­
Start small by listening to your gut instincts in everyday situations. Trust that inner voice when making decisions. Over time, this will strengthen your intuitive muscle.
3. Tarot and Oracle Cards 🔼🃏
Experiment with divination tools like Tarot or Oracle cards. These can be excellent tools for honing your intuitive skills. Draw a card daily and interpret its message based on your intuition.
4. Dream Journaling 🌙📓
Keep a dream journal by your bedside. Record your dreams as soon as you wake up. Often, dreams contain intuitive insights and symbolism that can be deciphered over time.
5. Practice Empathy and Active Listening đŸ‘‚â€ïž
Empathize with others and practice active listening. Tuning into their emotions and thoughts can help you fine-tune your intuitive abilities.
6. Nature Connection 🌿🌳
Spend time in nature. The natural world has its own intuitive energy. Take walks, sit quietly, and observe. Nature can amplify your intuitive senses.
7. Develop Your Third Eye Chakra đŸ§˜â€â™€ïžđŸ‘ïž
Work on balancing and opening your third eye chakra through meditation and visualization exercises. This energy center is often associated with intuition.
8. Trust the Process 🌟🌈
Remember, developing intuition takes time and patience. Trust in your own unique journey. Your intuition is like a muscle; the more you use it, the stronger it becomes.
9. Seek Guidance đŸ€đŸŒ 
Consider seeking guidance from experienced intuitives or psychics. They can offer insights and techniques based on their own experiences.
10. Keep a Journal of Intuitive Experiences 📔✹
Document your intuitive experiences in a journal. This helps you track your progress and learn from your insights.
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Your intuition is a valuable compass on your life's journey. Embrace it, nurture it, and allow it to illuminate your path. The more you connect with your intuition, the more you'll discover the profound wisdom that resides within you.
Embrace the magic of your intuition, and let it lead you toward a deeper understanding of yourself and the world around you.
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justafairytailofinnocence · 2 months ago
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Jareth x dreamy readerđŸ”źâœšïžđŸŒŒ
How he would react if he was fascinated by you.đŸ”źđŸŒŒđŸŒ âœšïž
Part 1.
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A/n: hello dearies, this was my first attempt at doing a fan favourite childhood movie. ❀✚ I plan on writing a fanfic, but please let me know if you'd like a part two for the venetian masquerade scene. I'll admit I might rusty with his character because I haven't seen the movie in a while 😅.
Labyrinth requests: open
You were always a dreamer, daydreaming imaginative worlds beyond anyone's understanding, creating creatures in your mind that appealles to the eccentric.
No one really understands you, not deep down. On the outside, you may speak with politeness, telling others of your little endeavours of fantasy yet twas not in their interest nor care.
You never really fit in with the world around you, dreaming as others spoke in the usual topics of gossip, romance, sport, debates, and social societies of the world.
When working, you would dream of yourself in a flowing white garb dancing around in a fae forest pretending to be a different creature.
One night, you watched a film you believed to be rather fun and eccentric, not thinking much of it.
You recalled your mother was fond of the film, as you remembered. You had watched it once before as a child, then as a teenager.
However, as the day went on. as you worked. driving. Sleeping. Your daydreams soon turned to seeing yourself within that world, and not only that—
In the day dreams, you envision—not purposefully—you were often interacting with one of the characters within the film, the goblin king.
Though this phenomenon wasn't unusual as this happened when you were but a teenager. It was quite crazy to think that if you told anyone, they wouldn't believe you. Most saw it as only a movie, others saw it as their fantasy.
You didn't think much of it at first. Though, it was always in your mind, in your dreams despite never researching about the film.
One day, out of the blue, just as you were about to head to bed. You were wandering to the kitchen to turn off the lights. When you saw a book on the counter, out of curiosity you examined it. As to how it got there was a mystery.
Examining it, it hit you with the realisation the title was the same as the movie you had watched. How was this possible? I don't remember having owned any book like this?
Reading it plagued your curiosity. Did I—no—I don't recall buying this—how on earth? Did I—
Your questions were soon put to rest upon seeing the outside light flicker on. It had motion sensors, so whatever moved would activate it. That's odd? Perhaps it was just a cat roaming outside. They often do trespass to hunt for whatever else may be out there.
You placed the book back down onto the countertop. Taking a peek outside the window, seeing if anything was outside. What the hell? Is that a barn owl. Here. On the fence.
In hindsight, you were rather in awe than suspicious. You loved animals, and barn owls were quite rare. Once, as a child, you recalled a similar experience of a barn owl perched on the roof. It was rather extraordinary.
The owl seemed unaffected by your presence as it tilted its head, observing you—curiously.
You didn't want to disturb it. So you thought of taking photos to show your parents whom were out of town for the weekend. Grabbing your phone, you attempted to take pictures when suddenly—it was gone.
Baffled, you opened the door to your backyard, looking around the area. Nothing.
You didn't think too much of it, yet you were slightly disappointed. It was a rare sight to see something extraordinary in the moonlight.
Looking down at the book—and thinking of the movies plot. You wanted to test the theory of these coincidences. Scoffing to yourself, you jokingly said the words "ok, then, coincidence or not—".
You dramatically turn, acting like a character in a stage play. "Goblin king, goblin king, heed me, take my life away from here."
Within whispers and echoes—nothing. Nothing happened.
"Did she say it? Did she say it!".
"No, shut up!."
"Those weren't the words!".
"All she has to say is 'I wish my life away from here' it's not that hard to say."
"Shhhh, she's speaking again".
You picked up the book, reading the words from the beginning. Testing it once more. You thought of all the moments of conversing to many, not making any sense of your imagination. Trying to fit in within the world, and yet, they never understood you, despite being kind.
With genuine emotion, you say plainly, "I wish my life away from here."
Suddenly, with a turn of events, a gust of wind passed through the trees, and it wasn't gentle, but rather heavy. Turning, you didn't think a storm was possible.
Though it was put to rest when the door to the backyard swung open with brute force from the blustery winds, as glitter rained from in from the winds.
The owl that had perched against the fence had flown inside the home. Transforming into a man. You couldn't believe your eyes. You were too flabbergasted to speak.
"My, my, not even a second later, and you've already spent a wish on something so foolish—I'll be honest y/n, I was expecting a rather more exciting display from you." He was rather peculiar. His attire was not of modern fashion. Donning a white blouse with grey leggings with black boots. What caught you off guard was his outward apperance.
"That's because I thought it was fictional." You muttered.
"Fictional, you say? Hm~ Well, I'm afraid not, for I'm as real as you." He cocked a smile with a rather British sly tone.
"No, I'm dreaming, this isn't real—" you muttered, stopping. "This is a dream, you're not real, I'm simply in bed dreaming right now."
He found it funny. He was taking pleasure in your flummoxed reaction. Despite how wished to deny it true, he was real—and he was here to fulfill your wish.
"Y/n, do pay attention, I've heeded your wish, and I am here to grant it." Suddenly, within the grasp of his hand, a crystal clear ball fluently appeared. He started turning it, spinning it. Displaying tricks that seemed impossible for any human to do.
"Not all young girls get this privilege. What I'm offering you is far more than what anyone can simply have." Within the crystal ball, a vision began to play. A dream. One that happened during one of your day dreams. "I can take you there, you know, all you have to do is ask."
"Dreams can be made." You said simply. "There was merely a misunderstanding."
"And yet your dreams can be granted. Look at what I'm offering you y/n, a life far more than your own, a place where you're understood, a land in which none can harm you. A world completely of your own." He spoke as if he knew you completely, as if he'd been observing you each day, watching your dreams.
"I—I couldn't, what of my family, my friends, my loved ones." You say in a soft whisper.
"What of them—the deed is done y/n, and I'm afraid there's not much you can do now." He whimsicaly spoke with a cunning tone.
"There must be—surely—if there's a way to counter any deal, curse, or legend. Then, there must be a way for a wish."
"Hm, quite the insightful young thing, aren't you. Very well, I shall give you a chance to take back your wish if—you complete my labyrinth."
"Labyrinth?" You questioned whether or not such a place exists. After all, it's not like you could simply teleport to where he was speaking of.
Suddenly, turning behind you, you were met with a great, vast plane and seeing a stoned architecture resembling a maze with a castle in the middle. "You have 18 hours to complete my labyrinth or."
"You shall be trapped here forever." With that, his voice disappeared within the wind. As you turned to ask "wait but, how do I—hm?, ok, guess I'm on my own."
With that you were on your way.
What you hadn't known was that he had watched you from the start. Taking fascination in only you when the rest were only but white noise.
He could've sworn he dreamt of you once or twice yet, to his astoundment, you were as real as the throne he sits on.
To you, you had no idea how excited you made him. He only wanted you as interested in him as he was in you.
Even if you couldn't recognise it, he wanted to trap you forever within a dream where he could finally have a companion that could understand him. Build worlds and new domains for his labyrinth. To finally have a queen/king/royal by his side to hold forever.
He wouldn't have approached if you were not of interest. Many have attempted to catch his interest and yet failed. After Sarah, no one could capture his care nor attention. He was left within a void. Until you came along.
For now, you were his dream, a wish he could grant, and he plans on keeping it.
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