#Gut Healing Habits

[innerspiritglow]

9 Best Gut-Healing Habits for Clear & Glowing Skin

Introduction1. Increase Fiber Intake for Better Digestion2. Consume Probiotic-Rich Foods for Balanced Gut Bacteria3. Incorporate Prebiotic Foods to Feed Good Bacteria4. Limit Gut Irritants That Cause Inflammation5. Consume Anti-Inflammatory Foods for Reduced Redness6. Stay Hydrated for Toxin Removal7. Manage Stress to Prevent Gut Imbalance8. Prioritize Quality Sleep for Gut Repair9. Nourish with…

[rainyfestivalsweets]

3/20/24

I am being attacked by my uterus. Rude.

Some other food pics. I half assed tracked, if only to urge myself to stop ✋️ before I go too high.

There was also a large bowl of skinny pop popcorn.

We are getting a storm by the end of this week so today might be the last shopping opportunity and I am not rebuying any snack foods for myself.

What else? Read more. Stay consistent with workouts. I would love to get the walking pad going also, slightly terrified that is will use too much electricity in my computer room/library. I have lots of veggies and healthy foods.

I am trying to refocus myself to stop losing my calorie deficit. I think I have been unintentionally overeating. "Healthy" junk food still has calories, don't you know?? Ugg.

I am trying to learn from people who portion their snacks better.

My butt hurts trying curtsy lunges.

I should be at work already but am allow9ng myself some quiet time off the clock to organize my thoughts.

So- I am feeling really good. The jeans I am wearing is a lower size than what I had in high school.

Goals:

176 -My fighting weight

169- My real goal, safety number

154- Will reevaluate and hope to slowly reduce to this one.

129 (This is a super secret stretch goal. I do not know if my body would be happy with this. However, my dad's sisters were somewhere between 90-100 pounds. I think I have too much muscle, which is great but not sure on height. Weight charts say that would be adequately ok, so we will see. I am not telling anyone about this goal though because people are assholes and will rain on your parade every fucking day if you let them.)

[bloomzone]

Ultimate reset day routine guide !

A reset day is ur opportunity to pause, recharge, and realign urself for the week ahead !

but ? what to do in a reset day ?

Morning foundation

⊂⊃ Wake up gently

⪩⪨ . Set a consistent wake-up time even on your reset day

⪩⪨ . Avoid immediately checking your phone I'm begging you

⪩⪨ . Take 5 deep breaths and set an intention for the day

⪩⪨ . Drink a full glass of water to hydrate your body

[ drinking a glass of water first thing in the morning especially warm water is more than just a wellness trend. My father who’s always been health-conscious used to emphasize this simple habit. He believed that the beneficial bacteria present in your mouth after a night of rest can play a healing role in your body. By drinking water before brushing your teeth, you allow these microbes to travel down your digestive tract, potentially supporting gut health and immunity. While this idea isn’t widely studied in modern medicine, it aligns with traditional holistic beliefs about preserving the body's natural microbiome. So before you reach for your toothbrush or eating consider starting your day with a warm glass of water it might be doing more for your health than u think ! ]

⊂⊃ Mindful morning ritual

⪩⪨ . Meditation or quiet reflection (10-20 minutes)

⪩⪨ . Journaling : write down thoughts, gratitudes, or goals

⪩⪨ . Light stretching or yoga to awaken your body ( I highly recommend hinafit on yt )

⪩⪨ . Healthy breakfast that nourishes rather than rushes because it's a reset day

Physical reset

⊂⊃ Environment refresh

⪩⪨ . Declutter your main living spaces : focus on surfaces and high-traffic areas

⪩⪨ . Make your bed with fresh linens if needed , don't forget ur pillowcase

⪩⪨ . Open windows for fresh air circulation

⪩⪨ . Light cleaning : vacuum, dust, or organize that one specific area that you've been procrastinating

⊂⊃ Personal care

⪩⪨ . Shower or bath with intention : use it as a transition ritual

⪩⪨ . Skincare routine : give yourself extra attention

⪩⪨ . Comfortable clothing that makes you feel good

⪩⪨ . Grooming tasks you might have been putting off

Mental & emotional reset

⊂⊃ Digital detox

⪩⪨ . Phone on airplane mode

⪩⪨ . Unsubscribe from emails that no longer serve you

⪩⪨ . Clear digital clutter : delete photos, organize files, clear downloads

⪩⪨ . Social media break : step away from comparison triggers

⊂⊃ Mental clarity activities

⪩⪨ . Brain dump : write everything on ur mind onto paper

⪩⪨ . Weekly review : assess what went well and what didn't

⪩⪨ . Goal realignment - check if you're on track with ur priorities

⪩⪨ . Creative time : draw, write, craft, or engage in any creative outlet

Nourishment & preparation

⊂⊃ Fuel ur body

⪩⪨ . Grocery shopping for the week ahead with a planned list

⪩⪨ . Meal prep : prepare 2-3 meals or snacks for busy days

⪩⪨ . Hydration focus : drink plenty of water throughout the day (u should be doing this everyday >⁠.⁠<)

⪩⪨ . Mindful eating : enjoy meals without distractions

⊂⊃ Week ahead preparation

⪩⪨ . Calendar review : know what's coming up

⪩⪨ . Outfit planning : lay out clothes for important days

⪩⪨ . Task prioritization : identify your top 3 priorities for the week

⪩⪨ . Workspace organization : clean and organize your work area

Evening wind - down

⊂⊃ Relaxation & connection

⪩⪨ . Nature time : go for a walk, sit outside touch grass and also u can watch sunset!

⪩⪨ . Connect with loved ones : call family, spend quality time with household members

⪩⪨ . Read something that inspires or entertains you

⪩⪨ . Gentle movement : yoga, stretching, or a leisurely walk

⊂⊃ Reflection & gratitude

⪩⪨ . Gratitude practice : write down 3-5 things you're grateful for

⪩⪨ . Weekly wins celebration : acknowledge ur accomplishments

⪩⪨ . Lesson learned : reflect on one thing you learned this week

⪩⪨ . Tomorrow's intention:- set one clear intention for the next day

Customization tips ✧

💭 For busy schedules (2-3 Hour reset)

﹙ ✿ ﹚ Focus on the essentials:

30 minutes: declutter and clean one space

30 minutes: meal prep or grocery shopping

30 minutes: digital detox and mental clarity

30 minutes: planning for the week ahead

30 minutes: personal care and relaxation

💭 For extended reset days (full day)

﹙ ✿ ﹚Add these elements:

- Longer creative projects

- Deep cleaning or home organization

- Extended nature time or outdoor activities

- Learning something new ( start learning a language? skill practice ? )

- Extended social connection time

here is a checklist so u can write down in ur note app or notion :

Reset day checklist

﹙ ✿ ﹚Physical Environment

○ Clean and organize main living spaces

○ Fresh linens and towels

○ Groceries and meal prep completed

○ Workspace organized for the week

﹙ ✿ ﹚Mental & Emotional

○ Digital detox period completed

○ Journaling or reflection time

○ Week ahead planned and prioritized

○ Gratitude practice completed

﹙ ✿ ﹚Physical Self-care

○ Extended personal care routine

○ Movement or exercise

○ Nourishing meals prepared at home and eaten

○ Adequate hydration throughout the day

﹙ ✿ ﹚Preparation

○ Calendar reviewed for upcoming week

○ Important tasks identified and prioritized

○ Clothes planned for key days

○ Mental intention set for the week ahead

Remember sweetheart , ur reset day should feel restorative, not overwhelming. Choose the elements that resonate most with u and adapt the routine to fit ur life. The goal is to feel refreshed, organized, and ready to tackle whatever comes next. start small and build your perfect reset routine over time ! The BEST reset day is one that leaves you feeling both relaxed and energized for the week ahead. Stay healthy !

@bloomzone 🍀

[petite-anni]

How can I loose weight?

I got you.

💗weightloss, diets and healthy habits💗

1. healthy habits

before we start, you want longterm process. So form habits. Become disciplined.

No crash-diet means no jojo-effect. No crash-diet means actual progress that doesnt go to waste.

2. diet

No matter how much you move, if your diet is not sitting right, you wont slim down. Over time you have to include healthy and nutritious options into your diet.

~small bowl of veggies, before breakfast

(such as cucumber, bell pepper, carotts, tomatos. That way your bloodsugar levels wont come crushing down midday)

~breakfast should include something that keeps you full. Dont skip it. People who eat breakfast tend to loose more weight and be slimmer.

(Porride, Eggs, Avocado, etc)

I usually include: Oatmeal, Chia sees, Berries and one Banana

~try not to snack, keep going for three meals a day

~eat whole foods, eat clean and make sure to dont neglect your protein-intake

(protein keeps us full and satisfied. Also, you want to loose fat, not muscle)

~cut out sodas and liquid calories!!!

such a waste. go for the light options with 0-2kcal. They taste the same, if not better.

Also, drink enough water.

3. workout

Normally, I work out every day in some way.

Cardio, strenght, pilates or just a walk outside.

Moving your body, keeping it toned and flexible, helps your mood, your health and your overall life.

On top, it burns calories.

Build some muscle and loose some fat. Thats how you get your dream body.

Here are my favorite channels, that I workout to daily:

MIZI (cardio mainly, full body workouts and burning calories)

Lidia Mera (pilates full body, toning and strenghtenig, legs, arms, abs)

Shirlyn Kim (specific parts, weightloss, strenghtening/toning,thigh gap)

Yuuka Sagawa (posture, arms and upper body)

Nina Dapper (arms, legs and abs)

4. Beauty Secrets

~ginger/curcuma shots

I tend to have ginger shots to boost my immune system and overall health. They are also very good for your skin and can give you a natural glow.

~probiotics

Your gut health is a game changer. You get less break outs and you can loose weight faster.

You can heal your gut through your diet and order some probiotics.

~castor oil

I live and breathe castor oil.

Usually I apply it before bed on my lashes, hair and skin. It helps with hair growth, skin protection and hydration. Its also very good for debloating and detox, if you put it into your belly button.

~green tea

This magic tea can help you loose weight, reduce the risk of several diseases, such as diabetes or heart disease,

It reduces anxiety and lowers your cholesterol level.

[lostinlovingrevery]

Aches

Logan Howlett x GN! Reader

You know how to make him feel better

A/N: i was picturing tri! Logan but imma make it general! Also hi yall. A short lil piece to get back into it 💕

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort I guess? A lil angst, pain descriptions, fluff, reader makes it all better ❤️

The door creaked open.

The warm hall light poured into the dark bedroom. Stretching across the room as it hit your sleeping figure, curled up warm and cozy under layers of blankets and protected from the world around you.

Logan stood in the doorway for a moment. A sight for sore eyes, you are. Just the tiniest inkling of your presence nearby was enough to make his tension begin to melt the second he stepped foot back into the mansion. Now that he has you in his sights, exhaustion gnawed at him as the aches of the last few scuffles he’s been in today began to set in. 

Sure, he has a healing factor. Great. Still, he feels the aches and pains that anyone else would get when healing from a wound. Used to it by now - expected even. You won’t hear a complaint from him. Anyone who doesn’t know him- and even some who do know him, wouldn’t believe he could feel pain the way he walks off getting shot, stabbed, blown up, impaled, gutted, and more. 

He still feels it. 

When you began to stir is when he finally moved into the room, quietly shutting the door behind him and removing the source of light that was surely disturbing your beauty sleep. 

He started shedding his clothes as he walked across the room. Quietly kicking off his boots, unzipping the leather of his suit to pull off. 

“Lo?” 

Your quiet, sleepy voice turned his attention, and he walked back to the bed. Placing a hand on your arm, he leaned down to kiss your cheek. “Go back to sleep, baby. Just gonna take a quick shower.”

“You’re back early.”

“Yeah, cause I’m good at my job.” He muses, watching a faint smile grow on your face. He gives your arm a reassuring squeeze, “Back to sleep. I’ll join soon.” He orders you, reassuring that he’ll be back and watched your eyes flutter shut and your breathing quickly even out. He watched you for a heartbeat, taking in how much he had missed you while he’d been gone the last few days.

He’d join you right there, peeling off the suit and snuggle into your side where he believes he belongs. However, the solo mission that he was sent on had him chasing a mutant through the sewers for the last two days. Some reptile asshole who almost met him with the same ferocity that Logan carries inside. Almost.

Even Logan had to admit he stunk like hell- and was not going to subject you to that.

The shower felt nice. The hot water pounded into his back and washed away the filth. Water poured down his face, dripping down his nose and chin. Earlier today, he had a good wack in the face from said mutant- quickly healed over of course, but he could still feel the sting. His fists clenched, feeling the familiar soreness in the divots where the deadly claws of his lie underneath- an urge to break them free right then just to feel the pain. The pain felt better than the dull ache. 

Pain was sharp, quick. Almost satisfying when it comes, it stings- stabs into you and twists and curls. He could focus on something else when the metal rips his skin open.

The aches though. A constant, yet quiet reminder of who he was. What he's done. It was hard to ignore that. 

The hot water, hot enough to burn his skin, has run cold. He shivers, shutting off the faucet and grabbing a towel to pat himself dry. 

He joined you in bed. Not bothering to put on any clothes, he pulled the comfy blankets up that you had wrapped yourself in and climbed in, by your side.

He rested on his back, staring up at the ceiling while his hands laid over the blanket- still clenching and unclenching. Unconscious habit that he had formed years ago, a way to somewhat distract from the aching joints and muscles, and the sting where skin has healed over his knuckles hundreds of times. 

You shuffled in bed, feeling the heat of his presence that stirred your from your slumber. Your arm stretched across his waist, you cuddled up into his side, pressing a kiss into his shoulder.

“Missed you.” You mumbled softly. 

“Mm.” He hums. “You too darling.” He moved to wrap an arm around your shoulders, tugging you firmly into his side. He pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

You brought your hand over to rest over his. Your thumb was lazily stroking over his knuckles. He focused on the feeling- your skin against his. Another distraction from the pain. 

Despite exhaustion screaming at him, he couldn't settle in. Couldn’t close his eyes, drift off into the clouds and get the first real sleep he’s had in a week. 

“You’re thinking too loud.” You mumbled into his chest. His head turned to your direction, 

Your eyes were opening, staring ahead at where your hand rested over his. He was clenching and unclenching his fist again. Curling your hand around his you looked up at him. “Logan, are you okay?” 

“M’fine darling.” He mumbles, leaning forward to kiss your forehead again. “Just restless.”

He doesn’t tell you about the aches but he doesn’t need to. The same way he seems to know you without you ever saying a word- you knew him. Whether he realized it or not. 

Always having to play Mr.Tough-Guy, but you knew what would help him relax. Still remembering the first time you did it- and the way he turned into putty in your arms. 

“Here,” You turned to your side with your back to him. “C’mon-” You reached for his arm to pull him around you. He followed your movements, spooning you and wrapping his arms around you protectively.

Gently, you grabbed one hand, and began to massage it. First starting by softly scratching his palm, down to his wrist. Gentle, repeating motions, up and down, occassionally tracing circles into his palm. 

Then you flipped his hand over, repeating the same scratching motion against the back of his hand. Your fingers pressed into the divots between his knuckles, where you felt the scars that had begun to form after so many years of the skin splitting open and healing over. You pressed deep, gentle massaging motions into those divots and Logan let out a noise- something akin to a purr. 

You pressed a kiss to each space, your thumb massaging the spaces you haven’t yet pressed your lips against. 

He pressed himself closer to you, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Small, satisfied purrs escaped him as you continued to work your fingers on his hand. Then you switched to his other hand, the one belonging to the arm that was serving as your pillow currently. 

A deep hum escaped him as your worked that hand over. Each sound he elicits became further and further away as he finally begins to drift off into a deep, restful sleep, curled into your side- where he belongs. 

[tiamathh]

What to look for when it comes to your next partner?

Note: Hi!! Sorry I've been away for so long!! Please Like, Reblog and comment, if you like it/if it resonates. HAVE FUN AND DO NOT REWORD, STEAL, PLAGIARISE, REPOST MY WORK!!

Piles 1 -> 3

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Pile 1

Hi Pile 1! Okay so this may feel a little shallow but here me out, for you a big point is going to be physical and sexual attraction. Your next relationship is supposed to teach you how to be more in touch with your sexual self, and that's why you need to look for someone who ignites that fire within your core. You should also look for someone who's actually in for the commitment because you may have a habit of going for people who are non committal because you may feel like if you keep it casual you'll seem cool to your partner and they may like you more, no, stop it, look for people who value you the way you value them.

Next, you need to look for someone who has a lot of experience with relationships, not a player per day but just someone who knows what they want and when they want it and operate in that way. Even when people know what they want, they can change partners and don't let that deter you from people with a lot of exes, it doesn't mean that they have commitment issues it just means that they may want different things at different times and may have had the guts to cut it off with people.

Lastly you need to look for someone who's not going to be wishy washy with you and will meet you at the same level of headstrong you are, because your stubbornness may not be cute but when paired with your next partners stubbornness it will end up leading to a perfect balance of two headstrong people who can fight all day but actually come to a conclusion or find a middle ground the both of you respect.

Pile 2

Hi Pile 2! This might sound Counterintuitive but you need to find someone for your next relationship who may feel open enough to disagree with you. You may be used to being around people who often share the same opinion with you, which is good, but someone who challenges your views will make for not only a more fun opponent but also someone whose views you can change or vice versa. I'm also getting that one quality that you should look for is that they share the same love for music or dance as you, basically the same love of the performing arts, this includes theatre/acting as well. I'm getting that your next partner may be someone who's very interested in this, especially into cinema.

They could be a film bro (gender neutral) and may love yapping for hours about their favourite film and the compositions, colours, lighting, music etc used in the film and how those aspects enhance the overall viewing experience of the film, they could be very active on letterbox lol. I'm also getting that one aspect you should look for in your next partner is transparency, it may sound like honesty but it is different because transparency signifies that this person will not only be honest but also take accountability if they ever go wrong somewhere and this level of accountability will build up a stronger bond and start healing the trust issues you may have from your past friendships and your relationships with your parents, because someone close to you will finally not only accept they did something wrong but also apologise and accept that.

Lastly! Look for someone who doesn't put you down, like even subtly. You may have had friends or partners in the past who may have been like "omg fr? that's so weird haha" even as a joke when it comes to your interests, but look for someone who will not put you down regardless of differing interests please I Beg.

Pile 3

Hellooo pile 3! Hyperspecific point from the very start, look for someone who knows the value of spirituality and crystals and stones that you may carry or wear on you at all times. If they even try to question your beliefs about spirituality that is not your next partner trust me. Your next partner is going to be someone who will share your interests and be on the same wavelength as you when it comes to spirituality, tarot and more.

One thing you need to look for in your next partner is that they may have a bit of an isolated or loner vibe, like they may not be big on huge gatherings and could be more introverted, they'll really appreciate their alone time and could be someone who does not divulge in PDA a lot, not only because they're shy but also because they'll believe that your business is just your business (in the rs I mean). Regardless of this they'll be someone who's very focused and goal oriented, your next partner is someone who's ready to sacrifice their comfort in the present to focus on their goals and work towards them relentlessly, they'll also be the kind of people who will let go of any comfort just to make you feel more comfortable, the kind to give you the bed and take the floor instead if there's only one bed and you don't wanna sleep together, very gentle and caring.

They'll just have this aura which screams "I welcome you and I understand" and that is exactly the kind of energy you need in your life right now. Lastly, I heard "duniya dedi" which translates to "gives you the world" so all I have to say is y'all better raise your standards and KEEP THEM RAISED!! YOU DESERVE THE BEST AND THAT'S WHAT YOU'LL GET KISSI <33

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[dearingdoe]

All Nikto feels when he sees you is pure adoration and devotion, a feeling he thought was long gone due to the longing void he felt in his heart.

The way you look and smile at him when you see him, the habits you do, the weird way you do things, it was all perfect for him. Too perfect. You were everything he desired, everything he wanted. Hell, everything he needed.

But he couldn't be selfish and ruin you, he refused to. He was long corrupted while you still held the same sweetness that many lost, the same sweetness he lost.

He couldn't let you lose it because of him

His body was just as cold and scarred as his hands did and his mind was as dried and tired as his chest. His face was scarred as well, every inch filled with some kind of disfigurement or scar- reminding him everyday that he would never go back to being who he was before that mission

The mission that ruined his life and fucked him up severely

The mission that led to him leaving the F.S.B

The mission that led to him being scared to love you

His worst fear was blacking out and coming back to reality, only to see you in tears- or worse: dead. Dead because of his own hands, hands that were supposed to provide protection and stability in your life.

He wouldn't be able to live with himself if that happened

So he pushed you away at first

Every glance you gave him was met with narrowed eyes and an icy glare that sent chills down your spine. Every smile was met with a scowl that mocked hatred. Every laugh was met with an unnerving silence, while you were unknown of the smile hidden underneath his mask

Your mind eventually lead to the conclusion that he hated your guts and that would never change. His voice was always distant with you, angry for a reason you couldn't pinpoint.

You didn't do anything to him, so why was he upset with you? why did he seem to hate you?

The only true reason would be because you represented everything he wanted to have before he changed.

He used to long for a partner and love, he longed for someone he could pour affection and time into, and he longed for someone to pour the same into him.

But instead, time and trauma filled him like a mold and slowly rotted his desire away. He firmly believed it would never happen, that he was stuck in a forever loop of watching with desperation, but never recieving it

And he probably never would have if you didn't push. If you didn't still treat him with kindness despite his rude advances towards you, you wouldn't be where you were with him today. He laid in your lap, eyes closed as you stared down at his face with loving eyes and a small smile at the domestic moment you were sharing. Your hands played with his hair gently, treating him like he was your whole world.

Not once did you get snappy when he had his episodes, not once did you berate him for being broken, and not once did you insult him for his appearance. The bare minimum, yes, but it meant a lot for him unfortunately. The love and understanding you shared with him was slowly healing him, even if he would never be healed all the way

And that made him finally realized that he achieved his dream

Someone was there for him

[yourwitchygoblin]

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Different types of spirit guides & their roles ♥

Actually I must admit I am not the most educated on this topic, however I still do know quite a bit so if anyone has any information that I'm missing out on then feel free to comment and correct me or reblog with corrections and additional information

I also want to say that additionally the spirit guides I talk about here exclude deities like Gods, Goddess, demons, angels, demi-gods and demi-goddesses, or dragons, mer-folk (including sirens and mermaids as well as other sea spirits like selkies), the fae and other known spirits.

Spirit guides are beings that support, protect, and guide us through life’s journey. They can show up in subtle nudges, sudden clarity, dreams, signs, or strong gut feelings—and they each have their own vibe and purpose.

Not all guides stick around forever. Some are here for a lifetime, some for a specific chapter, and some show up, drop a lesson like a cosmic mic, and bounce once their job is done.

🌙Types of Spirit Guides (and what they’re great at)🌙

🕊️Lifelong Guides🕊️

Your main ride-or-die(s). They’ve been with you since birth (or early life), and they usually:

Offer big-picture guidance

Help shape your path

Ground you through spiritual changes They might feel super familiar, like you’ve known them forever—and you probably have, soul-wise.

🦉Lesson Guides / Temporary Guides🦉

They appear when you’re learning something specific or going through a major transformation.

Help you grow and shift

Teach you hard (or soft) lessons

Leave once their purpose is complete You might not even realize they were there until they’re gone and something inside you feels… wiser.

🔥Protector Guides🔥

Here to defend you—especially energetically.

Warn you about unsafe people or spaces

Help block spiritual attacks or curses

Sometimes feel very strong or even intimidating They’re the “don’t mess with my person” type of energy.

🌿Healer Guides🌿

These guides help with emotional, physical, or spiritual healing.

Often step in during illness, grief, or burnout

Might guide you toward helpful people, habits, or spiritual tools

Can be very calm, gentle, and nurturing

🪶Messenger Guides🪶

They help pass along information from your spiritual team, dreams, ancestors, or deities.

Deliver messages, signs, and synchronicities

May work through animals, numbers, dreams, or random “coincidences”

You’ll often feel like something’s trying to tell you something when they’re around

🧚Nature & Elemental Guides🧚

Connected to forests, rivers, animals, or elements like fire, water, air, and earth.

Grounding, inspiring, and deeply connected to nature

May guide you through shadow work, intuition building, or reconnecting with your roots

Great for witchy folks, animists, or pathworkers

My Final Thoughts

Spirit guides come in many forms: animals, ancestors, human-like beings, energy forms, or even abstract symbols

Some people meet their guides through dreams, meditation, automatic writing, or divination

You don’t have to know their names or see them clearly for them to be helping you

Your team changes as you change. Trust that the right guide shows up when needed

They’re not here to control your life. They’re here to support your growth, remind you of your power, and help you find your own way.

[innerspiritglow]

Top 10 Gut Healing Habits for Clear, Radiant Skin

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[fandomlit]

academic affair, prologue (remus lupin x reader)

series summary being a professor at hogwarts always brought you an interesting day, but your past starts to reappear in odd ways: in the son of one of your former best friends, a dog you can't stop seeing, and an old crush getting the cursed job the school. it all looks to mean one thing--it's time to stop running from the things you tried hard not to think about.

warning none

a/n if you all are interested in seeing this continue as a series please please let me know!! im loving this concept :)

gif cred belongs to @rxmuz

harry, hermione, and ron were gathered in the empty classroom you were to begin a lesson in after your snack break--a habit they had grown into shortly after meeting you their first year. your feet were propped up on your desk as you ate your salad, watching harry pace and complain about his third-year classes already, despite only being a few days into the term.

"i think they're all riveting so far," hermione spoke bossily, shaking her head at the complaining boys.

"how would you know? you weren't even in potions today!" ron accused. you winked at hermione as her face flushed slightly. you knew her little time turner secret--it was a fate few students endured, but you had been one of the professors to recommend her for the honor when dumbledore inquired.

"i was there! we learned about the benefits of frog liver in healing potions!"

ron and harry looked to each other. "I actually don't know if that's true or not."

you let out a laugh before speaking, "it's just the second week, harry. it'll get better! patience is key."

harry huffed as he flopped into one of the chairs in the front row. "why can't i just take your class already?"

you shrugged. "i'll let you in." his head piped up. "if you can read my leaves from my old cup of tea for me." he sunk back down into the chair as you tutted, "have to know divination to take theory, harry. sad, but true."

he sulked for another moment before admitting, "i do like the new defense against the dark arts professor. lupin seems good."

the other two agreed and began to chat about it as you froze mid-chew.

when you heard remus lupin was taking the dark arts position, a rush of old, buried emotions came flooding back to you. your stupid schoolgirl crush seemed to take up space in your heart once again before you had even seen him again, and you cursed yourself for letting it happen. but remus was one of your best friends in your hogwarts days, and you had always wondered what could have been if you had ever had the guts to pursue something with him..

" .. professor? y/n!"

you snapped back into the moment, swallowing your bite as you gave your attention back to the trio. "sorry. got lost in thought. what's up?"

"did you know lupin when you went to hogwarts?"

your heart jumped unwillingly. "oh--yeah, of course. i don't want to air out his business for him if he hasn't said.. but he was very close to your parents, as well, harry." harry blinked in surprise. "but again, not my place to say without knowing if he wants all that to be said." the trio nodded.

"has he always had those scars?" ron asked, waving to his face. 

you smiled a little. "yes. not those, specifically, but he always had a knack for getting new wounds back in our hogwarts days. never without a scratch."

"sounds like-"

"professor l/n?" all four of you looked to the open door of the classroom to see professor lupin himself standing with one hand on the frame, as if he had been summoned when you began to talk about him. your heart skipped while he swept his gaze to the students, lifting a hand in greeting, "hello harry, miss granger, mister weasley." they greeted him in return before he looked back to you as you swung your feet to the ground a little clumsily. you prayed your face wasn't as hot as it felt. "have you all seen a toad hopping about? had a student say he lost sight of him after charms this morning."

"oh, neville?" you laughed softly and the other three chuckled. lupin nodded. "no, we haven't seen trevor. we'll be sure to inform the owner if he's spotted, however."

lupin gave you a nod. "thanks." he paused for a moment in the doorway, looking like he was going to say something more, before patting the doorframe and moving away. after a moment you cleared your throat, swinging your feet back onto your desk and shuffling your fork through your salad.

"so, what were we saying before all that? something about divination?"

"you totally fancy professor lupin!" hermione scoffed. it was the first time you had seen her gaze properly off of her homework all afternoon. and she looked delighted about it, too.

now you knew your face was bright red. "you're loony, hermione. i'm thirty-five years old--i don't 'fancy' people."

"oh, what do you call it then?" harry grinned. "a crush? taking a liking too? or do we skip straight to pining at your age?" he dodged when your shoe came flying at him, but he was laughing the whole way. ron was chortling just as loudly.

"you three have lost it!" you declared, standing unevenly from your desk. "remus and i were good friends back in the day--nothing more, nothing less."

"remus, is it?" harry gawked, making the other two laugh and tease again while you stripped off your other shoe. the warning bell rang just then.

"you've been saved, you have!" you called as they scrambled to get their things together. "teasing a professor like a student--rotten children!"

"and yet, you keep inviting us around!"

[bitchinbarzal]

The Goodbye That Wasn’t | T Meier

summary: After pushing you away to protect you, Timo realises too late that life without you is no life at all.

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You didn’t beg him to stay.

You should have.

God, you should have.

But when Timo said it—“I think you deserve better than me”—the words hit like a punch you hadn’t braced for.

They knocked the breath out of you, and all you could do was stand there, arms wrapped around yourself, heart splintering in your chest, and watch him leave.

The door clicked shut behind him.

And with it, everything else collapsed.

You learned how to fake a smile faster than you ever thought possible. Girls’ nights. Brunches. Carefully curated posts online. You played the part of a woman who was healing, who had moved on, who wasn’t still checking her phone at midnight for a message that never came.

But the nights were the worst. Lying awake, your ceiling fan whirring uselessly above you, wondering what part of you hadn’t been enough. Wondering how long it would take to forget the shape of him beside you.

Timo had thought hockey would distract him. It didn’t.

The rink felt emptier without your face in the stands. The road trips lonelier without your sleepy goodnight texts. Even winning felt hollow, like drinking water after salt. His game was fine—good, even—but he wasn’t there. Not really. He went through the motions with the heavy weight of missing you stitched into every breath.

Playoffs came. The world shifted into the frantic, desperate energy of it.

He watched teammates meet their girlfriends and wives after wins, wide smiles and bigger kisses, whole families swarming the tunnels. He didn’t have anyone waiting for him.

He caught himself scanning the crowds sometimes, just out of habit, searching for you like a fool.

You weren’t there.

Worse—online, you looked happy.

Photos with friends, bright cocktails in hand, golden light spilling across your skin.

Sunsets captioned “healing.”

Laughing at a brunch table, head tipped back, a flash of the woman he used to make laugh like that.

Timo saw it all, and it gutted him.

He tried to tell himself this was what you deserved. Freedom. Lightness.

But there was a hollowness inside him that grew every day, gnawing at his ribs, whispering that he’d made the biggest mistake of his life.

When they lost in the second round, he didn’t even pretend to celebrate.

He sat in the empty locker room long after everyone else left, his hands still wrapped tight around his stick like it could hold him together.

There was no one to call. No one to collapse into. No one to tell him it was okay to fall apart.

That night, alone in a hotel room that smelled like defeat, Timo left you a voicemail he barely remembered recording.

“Hey. I know I’m the last person you want to hear from. I thought… I thought letting you go would protect you. Make you happier. But it didn’t make me happier. It ruined me.”

There was a hitch in his voice, the sound of someone trying not to cry and failing.

“I miss you. I miss your voice. I miss your laugh. I miss your stupid coffee order and the way you steal the covers and the way you say my name like it’s a prayer.”

“I love you. God, I love you so fucking much. Please. Please call me back.”

He didn’t expect you to.

And for two days, you didn’t.

The voicemail sat unopened in your inbox, a flashing, unbearable reminder.

You didn’t listen to it at first.

You didn’t trust yourself not to shatter completely.

But sometime around 3:00 AM, with your heart bruising your ribs, you pressed play.

And you cried harder than you had the night he left.

You never stopped loving him.

Not for a second.

Even after he broke you.

Two days later, there was a knock at your door.

You knew.

You didn’t know how, but you knew.

When you opened it, Timo stood there looking wrecked.

Baseball cap pulled low, hoodie wrinkled, sneakers scuffed.

His eyes were hollow, rimmed red from exhaustion or crying or both.

Neither of you spoke.

For a long moment, you just stared at each other, the hallway light buzzing faintly between you.

You felt it then: the love, the hurt, the grief, the staggering loneliness you had both carried.

He stepped forward first.

One broken step.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

You cracked open.

“You left,” you said, voice shaking, the tears already slipping free. “You left me when I needed you most.”

“I know.” He pressed his fists against his thighs like it physically hurt to stay still. “I thought—I thought it would save you. That you’d be better without me. And all it did was…”

He broke off, breath catching.

“It destroyed me.”

You pressed your palms into your eyes, furious at the way your body still ached for him.

“You don’t get to make that decision for me,” you said, voice raw. “I didn’t want perfect. I didn’t want easy. I wanted you.”

“I know,” he said again, voice rough. “I know. I was scared. I still am. But I’m more scared of living without you now.”

For a moment, you hated him.

You hated him for making you feel this much, for unraveling you, for still being the only place that felt like home.

And you loved him.

God help you, you still loved him.

You reached for him at the same time he reached for you, a tangle of desperation and forgiveness and fear.

He caught you against his chest, his arms banding around you so tightly you thought he might never let go again.

“I’m here,” he whispered against your hair. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“You can’t just say that,” you gasped against him. “Not if you’re going to leave the second it gets hard again.”

“I’m not leaving,” he said fiercely. He pulled back enough to cup your face, forcing you to look at him. His hands shook. His mouth trembled. His heart beat against yours.

“I’m done running. I’m done pretending I don’t need you like air.”

Tears streamed freely down your cheeks now, but you didn’t care.

You nodded, a small, broken sound scraping out of you.

You believed him.

You wanted to believe him.

You kissed him—messy and wet, full of too many emotions to name.

He kissed you back like he was memorizing it, like he knew he’d nearly lost the chance forever.

Later, tangled together on the couch where you used to binge shows and fall asleep half on top of each other, he pressed his forehead to yours, breathing you in like oxygen.

“I wanna come home,” he whispered.

You threaded your fingers through his hair, still feeling the tremble in him, still knowing how easily both of you could break again.

But this time this time you weren’t afraid.

“You are home,” you whispered back.

And this time, he stayed.

One Year Later

The arena roared around you, a deafening tidal wave of sound that rattled your bones.

But you barely noticed the noise.

Your entire world narrowed to the man skating across the ice, a grin splitting his face wide open, eyes locked on you.

Timo had just scored the tying goal.

The playoff game was hanging by a thread.

The entire season balanced on moments like this.

And still—still—he looked for you first.

He didn’t celebrate with the guys right away.

Didn’t pound the glass or beat his chest or throw his arms to the crowd.

Instead, he lifted his stick, pointed it straight at you, and tapped his heart twice.

You gasped, hand flying to your mouth.

Around you, the other WAGs and families screamed, high-fiving and hugging.

But you couldn’t move.

Couldn’t breathe.

All you could see was him.

Timo Meier.

The man who once thought he had to leave you to protect you.

The man who came back, broken and bleeding and begging.

The man who stayed.

Tears blurred your vision as he was swarmed by his teammates, laughing and shouting, dragging him into the chaos of the bench.

But you knew the truth.

You were the reason he played like that.

You were the reason he smiled like that.

You were the reason he was still fighting—not just for hockey, but for life.

When he looked at you again, slipping his helmet off, hair sweaty and messy, he mouthed three words across the rink like a promise:

“I love you.”

You pressed your fingers to your lips and mouthed them back.

“I love you too.”

And somehow, in a sea of thousands of screaming fans, it still felt like it was just you and him.

The girl who stayed.

The boy who fought his way back.

The goodbye that never really happened.

The forever that was just beginning.

[rainyfestivalsweets]

11/22/23

Evening.

Made myself some of that skinny hot cocoa & had a brownie. Also made myself a toasted coconut tea.

Sat down and read a bit before Mom turned on the TV. It was nice.

A Court of Thorns and Roses, which is off to a great start. 👍

Then I had a salad, mostly leftover from lunch but added some yogurt & crunchy seed topping.

[mihii-i]

sanctuary.

Pairings: vi x fem!reader

CW: sfw, female reader, self destructive habits mentioned, alcoholism, vi’s trauma, reader is vi’s best friend (again, GO READ PART 1.), friends to lovers, girls kissing this isn’t even a silly warning anymore cause whys there a rise in homophobes, emo vi yes she’s hot but I was lowkey scared at first, mmm angst very yummy, ouuu this is turning out good okay, violence, idk what other warnings to put, caitvi not working out in this fic’s course of events, gay gay homosexual gay, not proofread.

A/N: now playing: head over heels by gunboikaz—here’s the lil surprise I was edging yall for ong- collab fic with @kadriss-loves-gifflars please go read part 1 on her page, yes it is mandatory cause this fic is a part 2 to that. Anyway I guess this was my little way of jumping out of saying that I’m writing for arcane now so yippee 🕯️

“Don’t thank me, it’s what I want to do for you.”

Those words rolled off of your tongue in a timeless, slow sentiment, accompanying your ardent embrace you enveloped Vi in as if you never wanted to detach yourself from the woman hemmed between your arms. Breath fanning against her soaked shoulder, you took the initiative to briefly thumb along the drenched fabric stuck to her skin in comforting, circular motions. Easing Vi into your touch as you attempted to outline her masked tattoos through the fabric as best as you could remember.

Each shaky breath quivering against her lower lip only allowed her to pathetically wallow in the small sliver of solace in your warmth, clinging onto the simple sentence of consolation you had provided her like a lifeline while fighting back the sting of her tears threatening to circle back and spill.

She weakly attempted to push back the fleeting moments of adoration that remained burned into her skull, every time that wave of dizziness latched onto her temples and seeped across every little crevice of her head whenever she reminisced on Caitlyn’s features, staring her down ever since that awful day where she groveled at her feet in tears.

It truly was too much for her. Torn down on countless occasions with nothing but the awful stab of guilt and regret, eating away at her alongside the twist of every set of knuckles burying into her gut, drives of pain endured from her beatings in Stillwater gradually ripping away her sanity along with it over the years. Vi’s motivation had tensed and wavered along a thin string of stability she had dug into the thick earth of her breaking soul, being dragged away from both her younger sister and her best friend, left to wonder what became of them as they were alone…seperated.

Punches upon punches cracked along the rugged stone splayed along the cell walls filling the numbing void within her that swallowed her whole. The two people she had loved wholeheartedly either lingering within the sharp outcome of death, or something possibly worse. Although Vi had always hoped that the former wouldn’t become of you both, praying to herself that she wouldn’t have to stumble upon either yours or Powder’s corpse whenever she was able to bust out of prison—it was undeniable that death would’ve been the more merciful option for the two of you in said circumstances.

Strangely enough, Caitlyn’s presence remedied the sickening ailment that split her in half, being able to slowly piece back together the person Vi once was. The one that she had been stripped of in the hellfire of her waning sanity in the Stillwater Hold. It was ironic, really. The seeds of her pain and suffering where rooted in the causes of enforcers, who reduced her feeling of any security drowned into heaping piles of gravel making up the post rubble of battle.

However the woman who had healed that ache, touched her heart in a way was none other than an enforcer herself, supposed to be draped clad in her armor from head to toe like the rest, yet her soft features as a mural of her humanity were able to pull Vi in, like the calm to a storm, soothing the hurt swirling within her chest.

Perhaps that irony could now be shot down, considering the current situation at hand. Or rather, in your arms. The very source of this newfound pain Vi was drowning herself in, was indeed that same enforcer. Digging herself into the pits of her self destructive habits slowly chipped away at her identity, leaving her to question who she truly was in the midst of the thudding maelstrom her emotions conjured up.

“Vi? You feeling okay now?” You inquired in a soft murmur, the showers of rain continuously pattering against the ground outside both heightening and easing Vi’s anxiety in a mind breaking juxtaposition. Your voice however, no doubt was a remedy to her pain, the tip of her nose brushing against your neck once more as her eyes glued shut. Her hold on you remained firm as she tried to calm herself in the moral quandary of what she had became, attempting to suppress those rising feelings of abhorrence that consumed her whole.

Vi simply shook her head in response to your question, choking back the light sniffles that threatened to gag out themselves. The freezing steel of her nose ring continued to collide flush against your already frigid throat, thin drops of water dribbling down your chin as you somber expression remained fixed on your best friend’s ruined form.

Dull streaks of black paint smudged along the dusted skin of your arm, taking in the vile tar smudged along her face to mask the tattoo of her own name engraved deep onto her cheek. It was quite hard to tell from the way she remained silent in your arms, had she truly lost herself altogether? You could only do nothing but ponder if the Vi you had once knew had dissipated into a mere memory lingering in the back of your head.

Every hit. Every scream, each downed bottle of alcohol was disturbingly clear in your head. Tracing back on the times you in fact watch Vi lose herself right before your eyes, unfolding into a self destructive flurry that circled back on and on in a seemingly unending routine. Clatters of coins pebbling to the ground at your feet as she continued throwing hook after hook at her opponent, along with steel alcohol cups colliding against each other with erupted cheers among the crowd was nothing short of sickening for you.

God, why couldn’t you see earlier how bad this really was?

You were a shitty friend for being unable to stop her.

Frequently, you’d have an arm slung over her wasted form, the reeking scent of alcohol emanating from her soiled lips in shallow breaths. Often times even having to treat her bloodied self as you spent several minutes cleaning and patching up her wounds.

“Why are you still here?”

She finally croaked out, her voice hoarse and shaky. You replied with a shrug, retracting your head before giving her exposed shoulders a gentle squeeze.

“Probably cause the woman I was best friends with was nowhere to be seen for seven years? I knew that once I saw you again, I wouldn’t let go again. Not for a second.”

“You’re oddly stubborn aren’t you?”

Her brief laugh was mixed in with a hint of a scoff, disbelieving of the fact that you’d go to such lengths for someone like her.

“Maybe I am. What about it? I care about you, Vi. I thought that much was obvious.”

You paused, a hint of a tiny smile crossing your lips in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“Also, you’re getting that paint all over me.”

Before she could back away as a subtle apology, you swiftly grasped her calloused fingertips between yours, gently tracing your thumb against the crimson lumps of her knuckles through the wrapping of the bandaging. Expression residing in a woeful sting, you carefully observed the battered injuries protruding through the dirty white lining, a grim reminder of the turmoil she had suffered at the disheartening experiences of both her sister and—now ex-girlfriend is what you supposed you could call her.

“You’re strong, Vi. You’ve got a good heart, and I’m proud of you for being able to endure this.”

A brief flicker of that fluffy tenderness returned for a split second to mist over her eyes, both your scent and touch occupying every sense in her body to block out the dizzying whiff of alcohol, alongside the trashy odor of the crappy room she found herself laying in to cope with her grief.

You. Her best friend. You were able to keep yourself anchored to her like an angel looking out for her best needs, keeping an arm around her even when she batted it away. She was truly greatful to you.

But was she supposed to be feeling this for her best friend? Especially after she had gotten all mopey over Cait to the point where she was in every sight of hers. Fuck, was this how Jinx felt every waking moment of the day?

Despite the presence of Caitlyn in her life, Vi couldn’t help but feel the pressure of her affection toward you clenching her heart like the cut of a thin string, the twinge of guilt quickly being replaced with the manner in which you entranced her with a magnetic attraction. She wasn’t supposed to, but perhaps she imagined what life would be like with you if Caitlyn didn’t steal her heart first, picturing the impossibly perfect life of residing on peace with your head nuzzled to her shoulder.

Vi felt safe whenever you were so much as seated beside her, basking in the comfort of your enchanting presence even if you were doing nothing but staring off into space in exhaustion. The comfort of her best friend was her sanctuary where she could escape the struggles of this battle ridden life, balanced on an imbalance of chewing off scraps and living in luxury among the duality of both Zaun and Piltover.

That feeling only amplified upon feeling your palm caress her tar stained cheek, tilting her head to face you directly as her eyes fixated on your piercing glare of fondness. Eyes boring into yours, Vi really couldn’t tell what came over her as she strung her fingers into the back of your thin locks, digging them to massage along your scalp as her lips gnawed at yours hopelessly in desperation.

She was about to withdraw herself from you in regret, fearing that she had broken the only relationship she had left intact. But she wouldn’t have to worry about that. Not from how you were grasping at either side of her face with a heightened need roused in your own kisses dragging along her chapped lips to drown in the metallic aftertaste of old blood seeping along your tongue. Pressed chest to chest with her as you could practically feel both of your hearts hammering against each other’s chest in rhythm.

Heavy breaths fostered the atmosphere of the murky room upon pulling away from each other, a tired smile adorning Vi’s lips form the aftermath of your gentle kiss as she collapsed back onto your chest in exhaustion. You could only muster up a giggle as your heavy breaths subsided, stroking your fingers along the remaining fades of pink peeking through the blackened stains of her locks before whispering while you hugged her from behind, leg draped over her waist.

“I missed you, you know.”

A/N: BOOM SHAKALAKAAAAA YES GAWDDDDD SURPISE HOS I WRITE FOR ARCANE NOW please request more of this show now I’m back in my arcane prison phase pls PLEASE REQUEST THIS ALONG BES YUMYUMYUM

Anyway @kadriss-loves-gifflars tysm queen I had so much fun with this collab and this turned out very yummy I love this

[thatgirlwbraids]

the summer revamp

as the weather gets warmer, I want to start focusing on both my outer and inner reality, nurturing the outer and taking care and being grateful of it will just manifest more love and abundance in your life . so lets first start with the inner world because it reflects in your outer world eventually .

inner world, the 4d

nurture your inner world, as we are all aware the outer world eventually catches up to your inner world . so if you want love , start feeling loved within just forget about the outer world start feeling what you really want within, you don’t want your desire you want what it makes you feel, whatever you want give it to yourself within .

the ways I will be practicing manifestation are in the following ways

listening to edward art and morebeing everyday

practicing the art of conscious decisions

SATS

meditating to edward art, 10 minutes every morning or night

switching up my mental diet and practicing self concept affirmations

mirror work as thought by morebeing

visualizing n mental dieting through desired visuals, this has always worked for me

subliminals

journaling, scripting & inner work and shadow work now & then

reading up on some manifestation books

outer world, the 3d

some things I would like to do this summer, since i’m starting uni soon I really want to lock in and learn alot and improve myself and comeback as a better version of myself with better habits easing into adulthood .

developing a morning routine

sleeping early before 11pm

eating healthy and nourishing food high in protein , with a focus on gut health and skin foods

drinking lots of green tea and lemon water

drinking 2-3 L of water a day

studying and making nutritious recipes

cooking all my meals myself and buying groceries and keeping healthy food around, there are no restrictions tho .

fixing my eating habits & having a healthier relationship with food .

tracking my calories & intermittent fasting & practicing portion control

having a good self care routine skin, body & hair care , smelling really good and having soft skin

daily weekly and monthly maintenance routine

looking very presentable, through makeup ( we are avoiding but we need to learn a bit ) and nails and fashion

reading a lot of non- fiction self improvement books

replacing screen time with fiction books

keeping of instagram through deactivating, tiktok is not really a problem for me

avoiding makeup

10k steps everyday

going to the gym 3x a week

keeping my screen time below 3 hours

learning soft skills, like driving and excel

working on my knowledge and getting 2 hours of deep work everyday, consistently

working on my discipline and consistency

keep up with my social skills

upload on my tumblr, Pinterest and youtube consistently

work on my financial knowledge and reading stuff that interest me

reading up on news

spending more time with my friends and family and planning more outings .

want to start journaling and shadow work and tap into my inner work and start healing spiritually

watching more inspiring youtube videos and creating Pinterest boards

becoming super confident in myself through affirmations & manifesting

taking it slow and not putting too much pressure on myself always start small, it really works .

reminder

something i would like to remind you guys on is no matter how much you try to change yourself on the outside but you never feel full on the inside through inner work and healing you will never be satisfied on the outside, therefore work on both but focus on the inside trust me when on your outside your trying your best to keep a happy environment and your grateful, kind and your working on nurturing and building a beautiful garden within to your liking you will be successful both ways and your inner world will eventually reflect too as long as your consistently nurturing with what you like .

[cyberclouddream]

Traditional Planets in the 12th House

The 12th house is linked to hidden, subconscious, and spiritual elements of life, like: our unconscious desires and fears, our relationship with solitude, our self-sabotaging habits, our connection to spirituality, and our way of healing and releasing.

Sun

- often struggle to recognize who they are, whether their own appearance or how they appear to others

- when stressed they may become overly focused on defending or nurturing their ego

- often have times where they question their life’s purpose or direction

- often sacrifice their personal desires to gain or maintain positions of control or leadership

- often keep their true selves, only revealing when they truly feel safe

- avoid reflecting on their own actions and thoughts

- find healing in building and reaffirming their confidence

- when overwhelmed they withdraw from their creative outlets, feeling blocked or drained

- fantasize about stronger and more admired version of themselves

- eventually find peace with their resentment towards authority or the need to being in control, learning to let go

- they quickly lose their confidence in challenging situations

- spend a lot of time envisioning a future where they have a clearer understanding of who they are and where they fit in the world

- often hold back from expressing the full extent of their willpower or determination, preferring to avoid confrontation or struggle

- ponder about how they can be more creative in their life

Moon

- often emotionally distance themselves to avoid vulnerability

- when overwhelmed they rely on their gut instincts

- often struggle to offer care or support, feeling emotionally drained or unable to nurture others [ whether it’s because of emotional or material issues ]

- often let their subconscious, leading them to act without full awareness

- sacrifice their own needs to accommodate for the sensitivity of others

- conceal their personal routines or coping mechanisms, fearing judgment of exposure

- find emotional healing by creating safe and secure environments for themselves

- often reflect on the shifts in their mood

- unaware of how deeply sensitive they are

- learn to forgive themselves for unhealthy habits or patterns

- spend time thinking about a future where they feel safe and emotionally secure

- their mood can fluctuate so rapidly that they can feel disconnected from their emotional state, losing track of what they’re truly feeling

- may deny themselves comfort

- may often ponder over what makes them feel comfortable

Mercury

- tend to withdraw from situations, preferring solitude over interactions

- when overwhelmed bury themselves into intellectual pursuits

- often question their understanding of situations

- often let their curiosity guide them, allowing it to even lead them to unexpected outcomes

- overthink situations, sacrificing spontaneity in favor of dissecting every detail

- struggle to reveal how they arrived to their conclusions

- sometimes prefer ignorance over learning uncomfortable facts

- find healing through talking about their problems or expressing themselves creatively

- frequently reflect on their ability to adapt to potential changing circumstances

- when stressed they mentally retreat, avoiding deep think or complex decisions

- often let their subconscious guide them without realizing it

- may abandon logical thinking in favor of emotions

- under pressure they may lose the ability to communicate clearly

- spend lots of time reflecting on their own way of processing things

- often imagine themselves mastering new subjects

- eventually learn to let go of the need to constantly analyze every little detail

- may withdraw from things or people that bring them comfort when they get emotionally overloaded

- imagine scenarios where they can purely rely on their instincts

- feel burdened by the responsibility of caring for others

Venus

- tend to distance themselves from romantic connections, preferring solitude over vulnerability in love

- when life gets overwhelming they escape into personal pleasures, finding comfort in indulgent activities

- their sense of attraction to others or things they once desired fade unexpectedly

- sacrifice personal desires in favor of harmony

- keep their appreciation for beauty hidden

- feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed by emotional closeness

- find emotional healing by pursuing their true desires, indulging in what they really want

- often contemplate their personal values

- place strict boundaries over their romantic feelings

- fantasize about a life full of luxury and sensual enjoyment

- eventually learn to forgive the failures and flaws of past relationships

- eventually learn to embrace the imperfections in themselves and others

- often feel unmotivated or disconnected from their passions

- often reflect on their pursuit for pleasure

Mars

- tend to avoid situations that lead to disagreement or tension

- when overwhelmed they focus on their inner drive to push through

- consciously try to soften their aggressive tendencies, preferring a calmer demeanor

- when fearful they allow courage to take over

- often sacrifice personal comfort to build inner or outer strength

- often suppress their need for action

- avoid acknowledging their desires

- spend time reflecting on their ambitions

- rejects independence and becomes overly reliant on others

- tendencies for aggression often bring trouble

- lose sight of their vision when their burnout

- often reflect on their need for independence

- often brave without fully realizing it

- may suppress their passionate nature out of fear that it can lead them to act recklessly or out of control

Jupiter

- struggle to recognize or accept abundance in their life

- allow their innate optimism to guide them, or may struggle to even conjure it

- tend to limit their own growth in some obvious way

- often sacrifice their own comforts for thrills

- often conceal or avoid personal development

- may shy away from faith or belief systems, or retreat into them when overwhelmed

- find healing through generous acts

- may resist opportunities out of fear or uncertainty

- often fantasize about being a wise figure or guru

- conceal their adventurous spirit

- find healing through learning new things

- may sacrifice personal needs for material wealth, valuing possessions over relationships

- tend to have struggles or frustrations when it comes to accumulating knowledge or wisdom

Saturn

- when overwhelmed may retreat intensely into their studies

- tend to distance themselves from figures of authority

- often accept difficulties without resistance

- often lose track of their obligations or time

- avoid obligations that feel overwhelming, maybe too much

- accept their limitations, maybe too often

- avoid pursuing liberation or escape into pursuing control

- overlook personal insights or truths

- focus too much on vulnerabilities

- find healing through surrendering control

- resist expression compassion, fearing it will expose their emotional wounds

- often surrender to their imagination

- avoid traditional paths

- when overwhelmed they avoid established order or systems

- find healing in their desire to create a lasting impact for future generations

- focus too much on being accountable for obligations

[x-lee-cya]

okay ik that the fandom LOVES making logan the one who’s the cat-like mutant in the relationship and i LOVE that and it is so canon but like

hear me out here! catboy!! wade!!

a wade who was a mutant long before francis got his grubby little hands in him, wade who was a mutant but it wasnt crazy regenerative abilities or an inability to stay dead/immortality or super-human strength, but a wade who was (still is) a mutant who had the abilities of a fuckin’ cat

a wade who has semi-night vision, not entirely but good enough to help out on jobs; a wade who has lil pinprick pupils like a cat’s and who hisses damn near 24/7 on bad pain days (bc chronic pain-having wade has my entire heart and i will go to the grave w this hc alr); a wade who purrs when happy or in the middle of slicing someone’s head off during a job; a wade who has a cat’s heightened senses- hearing, sight, taste, smell, all of that; a wade who has a cat’s un-fuckin’-canny ability to jump from heights that would’ve killed a human and have at most a small, gone-in-a-day bruise; a wade who has tufts of kitty-cat fur on his elbows and on + behind his knees

and then francis comes along, and the torture happens, and he loses his looks, and then the fur grows back bc fuck but he’d thought he’d lost his og mutation when francis torture mcgee had triggered this new one, had lost the one thing that ness might still recognise him for,,,

and then the start of d&w happens, and during the birthday scene wade’s purring, happy, quietly (so quietly no one hears it half the time, and when they do they assume it’s the faulty heating of wade & al’s shitass apartment, but ness looks at him with a pleased, proud little smile when the sound starts back up after the others’ initial investigation for the source of the sound proves fruitless and it, he gets louder, purely for the way ness’s smile gets wider, prouder in a way that is purely, unabashedly so ness wade wants to go other and kiss her, right then n there) yes but he’s still purring like he hasn’t since pre-cancer-diagnosis him & ness (and also bc francis’s little angel-killer had found the sound annoying as all hell [bc wade also purrs to self-soothe bc I Say So)and so he’d rarely done so since, half out of new-born habit, half out of some primal, hard-learned fear he still hasn’t managed to completely shake, even years later)

and then the honda odyssey scene happens, and wade’s purring, purring, purring, loud and proud and rumbling and happy and he’s also hissing playfully at logan- a motion logan doesn’t notice due to how distracted he is putting his claws thru wade’s left thigh and christ, kittycat, how long’s it been since you had a good hookup for you to be THIS tense?- and logan only notices after wade’s pinned him and his minorly blood-soaked grin freezes; doesn’t drop, but freezes.

wade’s purr stutters a tad, doesn’t stop. he asks, licking the blood off of his cheek underneath his mask and for some reason logan’s sharp eyes follow what he can see of the movement underneath wade’s mask: what’s wrong, peanut, cat got your tongue?

are you- are you fuckin’ purring? asks logan, and the sound abruptly stops, and then deadpool’s stabbing him through the gut with not one word and then they’re fighting again, and while logan notes the moment to think about later, wade also doesn’t say another word other then excited/frustrated grunts and little “haha!”s for the next half hour, and for some reason that about takes up the majority of logan’s attention until he finally, finally, punches wade’s already-broken nose literally not even a millisecond after he’s broken it hard enough that it actually takes a few seconds for wade’s healing to kick in, and for some reason he feels strangely relived when wade lets out a muffled-by-blood ugh! foulplay, wolvie, foulpla-

logan interrupts him via stabbing wade and a like you don’t play just as foul as i do, bub, and wade stabs back in response with some quippy comment or another, and by then the fight’s back on, deadpool-typical quips and all.

like. when i say catboy wade, here, do you see my vision. do you see what i’m imagining. dO YOU SEE IT I SAY