#and things aren't always as simple as you think they are

[teastudieseveryday]

Spring cleaning & personal learnings:

I rarely ever post anything personal, but these have been my learnings of 2024:

Your social media account is your personal sanctuary, you can block/delete/remove/not follow back/unfollow people at your own whims. You can choose to block out what you don't want to see and the energy you don't want to be around. You aren't obliged to appease to people for validation. You rock with you, you do you.

Hanging out with unmotivated people who speak fear and negativity into themselves will slowly turn you into a negative/pessimistic/cynic like them even if they support you, energies matter, energies are silent!

Make your phone boring if you want to achieve something in life.

Not everyone needs to know about your plans, sometimes not even your best friend. (this is to say, a lot of us aren't blessed with pure hearted besties who genuinely want for us what we want for ourselves)

Motivation doesn't work, sometimes discipline fails too. Fear is a good tool; fear of failure works on days when motivation and discipline doesn't.

Subconscious rewiring and manifesting can change lives if done correctly and persistently.

No aim is big enough. Just point, aim and shoot!

Always monitor your own personal energy, you need to be energetically healthy to feel good about yourself and your goals and to show up consistently every day.

Some people aren't nice, they won't like you probably because you threaten their social status and it's totally normal to remove yourself from that zone instead of diminishing your light or shrinking yourself to make them feel safe and their alpha status feel less threatened because why? Why would you be less and not more of everything? You can choose not to fight for the attention/love/validation to be seen and heard and make an Irish exit from such spaces. Be where you are celebrated, not where you are tolerated! Such a quote to live by.

Pick your battles, not every battle is worth fighting.

Don't say anything you don't mean. It's very simple.

No revenge, just outdo yourself and the revenge gets taken care of.

Silence is great, not as a power move but because silence gives other people the space to speak, express and be themselves. You don't do power play with your own people; you give them the space to open up to you and be their authentic self.

If you sense powerplay, your best bet is to exit that space. You'll constantly be at an invisible battle in a group/with that person where both will try to take control of the dynamics in that setting and it will end up being a whole lot of mental gymnastics and loss of energy.

Redirect your energy towards bigger and better things, towards things that truly matter.

Reading is great, it inculcates a sense of gravity in your mind about the things you're passionate about, you don't blabber excessively in spaces that genuinely don't matter in the bigger scheme of things, and you build an air of importance and there's this 'chad' like air around you which intimidates people, and they think twice before challenging you to some debate because they know you hold a command over your subject and niche.

Not everyone is your friend. some people are here for your energy, some people are genuinely supportive of you and your goals, some people are not very happy about your small wins and big dreams. All in all- trust your intuition in these instances.

Be authentic about your expression and feelings, life is finite, we will die one day, there's no point being ambiguous or nonchalant about how you feel. Losing to someone in this area of life is far better than being emotionally constipated. Collect good karma and you'll be rewarded likewise in the future!

Your energy does reach the room before your words do, so be self-conscious in a way where you carry yourself with integrity and move with poise.

I watched this reel which I resonated with 100% it went like- life is easier and better when you are a chad, you work out, take care of yourself, do skincare, read, journal, listen to affirmations, cut off negativity, do dopamine detox etcetera. Life's just better when you are a chad, and yes that's so true. I see zero lie in that.

You aren't obligated to lookout for people who aren't fending for themselves.

Your perspective matters, if you think all men are shit you'll encounter a majority of men who are shit; if you think life sucks, it will continue sucking; if you think math is hard, it will continue being hard for you to grasp. So think 'my life is on easy mode' and watch things switch. Law of assumption is powerful.

Choose the right people: certain people bring a certain side out of you. The chirpy & secure ones make you feel secure in yourself, the naysayers bring out a more self-doubting side out of you, the spiritual ones help you get in touch with your own spiritual side. I chose to be around softer people this time, not edgy, not cold, not harsh, not judgmental. I was around accepting, kind, generous, gentle, softer people and I felt a whole shift in my own aura, I feel more confident than ever, more accepting towards myself and I am gentler to the other people I meet. Choose the table you want to sit on and be affiliated to, because that's who you'll become and that's what your external & internal narrative will turn into.

I hope this resonates with some of you and gives you some perspective.

[mononijikayu]

kayu's playlist — side 2500;

The question is somehow inevitable. No matter how many interviews you do for anything you do, no matter how much you try to steer the conversation toward your work, it always circles back to your personal life. "Are you dating any of your coworkers or friends?" It’s phrased casually, like an afterthought, but you know better. The tabloids, the press have been relentless. But what do you expect?

You were intriguing. It was as if you wanted them to chase after you. It's like you wanted them to keep up with you, like it was a game. And people like to play.

hello this is kayu!!! wow, i'm really surprised and overwhelmed that people continue to follow up with me and read my work and it's just, its been an incredible two years!!! it's genuinely such an overwhelming feeling, to be so adored by so many of you. thank you for 2.5k followers!!! i never expected that i'll ever end up in this position where i'd get such an opportunity to write and read and experience multiple lifetimes through all of this with you guys. its still just an incredible situation, a privileged one, to be able to be with yall like this. and i don't take it for granted. i don't meet up a lot of my friends nowadays, because we're all growing older and doing other things. so in some ways, you guys have become new friends and comfort me in my own grievances in life. so i am grateful, to have some people in my life like you all. there will be many things that changes, but i hope you know its always an honor to write for you and be a writer that comforts people and makes people feel things. i genuinely am so happy to do things like this and know that you both of us find comfort in it. this playlist will not exist if it wasn't for your love, none of this would exist without your love. so i am grateful. i always will be. and i hope you know how much i love yall. please enjoy this little gift, from me to you and that you always know how much i adore all of you. i'll see you starting this week!!! i love you all <3

when people ask you in interviews if you're dating, you end up smiling and saying 'spoilers'. but all they had to do was analyze your instagram to see why you smile so slyly. and when they do, all they can do is gasp. guess what? there's two of them!

There were too many pictures of you leaving dinner with Geto Suguru, laughing backstage with Satoru Gojo, leaning a little too close in some candid shot taken at a party. Or sometimes you would be dancing around with Nanami Kento at an afterparty wrap up, or end up drinking at a cafe with Kamo Choso. Fans dissect every interaction, every glance, every social media post, desperate to piece together a narrative. That's just how it was, when you're a known name. So you think to yourself, you might as well play the game too. I mean, they don't mind. So, you smile. A slow, knowing smile, just enough to fuel the curiosity. You could shut it down with a simple no, or confirm something with a straightforward yes, but where’s the fun in that? Instead, you lean forward slightly, letting the moment stretch just enough to build anticipation. With a teasing glint in your eye, you simply say with a grin."Spoilers." The interviewer laughs, caught between amusement and frustration. The audience reacts instantly, murmurs rippling through the room, tweets flying in real time. Just like that, you’ve sidestepped the question without giving anything away, while making sure the speculation never dies down. It’s a game at this point. And it's one you’re more than happy to keep playing. A text comes through. And then another. 'you're a vixen, aren't you?' 'well, aren't you fun to play with, baby ;)))' You smirked at the messages.

you took him back, and you do love him. but toji knows that you will never love him the way you did back then. that's why he knows when you're not home, you'll be in someone else's bed. and all he can do is swallow his pride. after all, you'll always come back home to him. like he does.

Fushiguro Toji reads the headlines with a scowl, jaw tightening as his eyes flick over the words on the newspaper. He doesn't read it often, if he was being honest. But the more he sees more about it, the more he knows he can't avoid it. "Co-stars or Something More? Sparks Fly Between Y/N L/N and Nanami Kento on Set." Tch. Too well, huh? He scoffs, but the irritation sits heavy in his chest. Every article, every damn picture of you laughing with Nanami, standing close to him, looking at him like he’s the only one in the room. It grates on his nerves more than he wants to admit. Jealousy curls in his gut, sharp and bitter. But what right does he have to say anything? None. Not after what he did. Not after the way he shattered everything between you. He cheated. He ruined it. He was the one who left you picking up the pieces, and if Nanami Kento—or anyone else, for that matter—was helping you put them back together, what could he really say? Still, the thought of you moving on, of someone else having your smiles, your time, your heart. Everything about it drives him insane. He exhales sharply, tossing his phone onto the table. It’s his own damn fault, and he knows it. Doesn’t mean it hurts any less.

you and sukuna have gone through everything together. from all the hardships of his late night practice to your continuous studies making you tear up. to every misunderstanding and to every fight, there was one thing that brought you both back together. and that's the warmth of love.

Ryomen Sukuna leans against the counter, arms crossed, staring down at the contract like it personally offended him.

The offer from the national volleyball team is everything he’s worked for. It's all he's every wanted since he was a kid. It was everything he'd risk everything for. And yet, he hesitates. “You’re thinking too hard, 'kuna.” you tease, nudging his side. “This is a no-brainer, Sukuna. You should go for it.” He doesn’t respond right away, just clicks his tongue and exhales through his nose. You recognize that look on his face. It was hard to miss. It was the one where he’s overanalyzing, masking his real concern behind a layer of indifference. Finally, he mutters, “I’d miss your graduation. You said it was that date, right? The first game is during your graduation.” Your chest tightens at that. He says it like it’s just a fact, but you can hear the frustration underneath. The regret. Your boyfriend always feels like he's going to miss so much on what you have going on. He doesn't like it, that he can't be there for you the way you are. You smile, softer this time. “And I’d miss seeing you play on the national team if you don’t take this. We’ll make up for it, I promise.” His gaze flickers to yours, searching. “…You sure?” “Absolutely.” You step closer, squeezing his hand. “I’ll be cheering for you from where-ever I am. Whether I’m in the crowd or watching from a screen. So go. Do what you were meant to do.” He holds your stare for a moment longer before exhaling, shaking his head with a smirk. “Tch. You’re annoying.” But when he finally signs the contract, you don’t miss the way his grip on your hand lingers. He looks at you and you couldn't help but smile. You loved this man too much.

[starrxgarden]

I've been thinking about something recently, and i wanted to share my experience in hopes that it'll maybe comfort some people.

I think people need to acknowledge more that neurodivergence can actually SEVERELY impact how much you're able to do. I can barely even do the bare minimum. People always say "if you're really low on energy, you can just say a prayer in your head", but im uncomfortable with it because i can't always control what i think. Even when people say "simply talk with the gods", what about the people who CAN'T speak? Im not comfortable because i can't always trust my thoughts, and it is really hard for me to speak out loud.

More an example on me: i can barely even do a prayer once a month. So many activities i wish to do, I can't do any of them because life and my own brain gets in the way. But what do i do instead? Use the things i already do. Lots of devotional activities. Simple things like taking care of myself, learning about stuff, etc. And the most important thing, being kind to myself and understand im not able to do the same things other people can.

And I don't have a solution that would satisfy everyone, but i do have a piece of advice i hope for people to also take with them.

Do your practice when you feel like you can. It might take a push, but it's better to do it whenever you have the motivation and happiness to really put your all into it rather than forcing yourself to half-ass something every week. Build your practice around your routine. Small things can matter so much more than grand things.

even if you're not neurodivergent or disabled, it can still be hard!

And as so many other people say, don't beat yourself up over not being able to do stuff. Acknowledge your mistake and strive to be better. The gods aren't mad at people for not knowing better, or not being able to do something when they just can't do it. It's hard to wrap your head around, but i can say it's the truth <3

(I didn't go very in-depth because everyone's experience is different, but i hope it was still something people can think about)

[sunnyie-eve]

58 | Quad Squad

Series: Unexpected

Paring: Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

"Hello world. This is being prerecorded but you will see and hear this in October." Dani starts for future viewers.

"Welcome to The Quad Squad!" Nick claps his hands so the others join.

"This is my own little podcast I wanna try out for fun so it will be very random. I have no schedule for this. I'm lucky that the company I'm a part of has this little space for any of us to use. The company also has its own podcast and I've been on it in the past. But yeah." Dani laughs.

"I'm happy to be part of the first ever episode." Nick smiles clapping again.

"Yeah, these three aren't official members but anytime I do this there will always be three other people with me." Dani explains.

"Hits the name." Chris laughs.

"Now Sam, I know this is very out of nowhere." Dani smiles over at Sam.

"I'm very nervous about this. You said don't tell a soul." Sam points out what she had texted him.

"She was so sketchy, right." Nick laughs.

"She really was, honestly." Chris laughs as well.

"You could've mentioned Nick and Chris were a part of this." Sam tells Dani.

"I had to beg them to do this and they only agreed when I said what this was for." She lets him know. 

"Do you even know about the thing yet?" Nick asks him.

"Umm, what thing?" Sam says confused, "The accident?" He means at the restaurant.

"This is gonna be good." Chris chuckles.

"I-I'm surprised he didn't tell you afterwards." Dani was taken back.

"All I know was he was pissed. And I hope it's what I think." Sam puts his hands together like a pray.

"Involving Dani and Matt?" Nick questions.

"I'm honestly happy Colby didn't tell you what happened." Chris lets Sam know, "It's so much better hearing it in person than by someone else."

"Yeah, because Colby found out the other way." Dani nods her head.

"What really pissed him off more."

Sam puts things together believing what he wishes is right, "You and Matt are finally dating, right?"

"Yeah, kinda." Dani smiles.

"Kinda?" Sam gives her a look.

"Kinda of as in they didn't recently get together." Nick adds so Sam looks at Chris.

"Try for since late March." Chris smiles looking over at Dani.

"Yeah, so you can see why Colby was so pissed."

"No, shit!" Sam laughs, "Did anyone know before or was it a secret the whole time?"

"A few people knew." Dani tells him.

"Tara, Madison, our mom and brother." Nick looks aways from Dani to Sam, "Can you believe that shit? Tara before us!"

"I didn't just tell her to tell her she put the pieces together unlike you idiots." Dani laughs at them, "And Madison read our texts because you had my phone." She looks over at Chris.

"That's when she found out? When we went to the aquarium?!" He was shocked.

"Yes, she was the first person to know. Then your mom, Justin and Tara was last before you guys." Dani explains.

"What was the first date? I want to know everything?" Sam smiles sitting up straight.

"Dave and Busters. It was simple and I loved it." She gets a big smile across her face.

"When y'all dressed the fucking same..." Chris shakes his head.

"Again, that was totally unplanned." She laughs.

Something comes to Nick making him turn his body towards Dani, " First kiss. I have to know. Please. I know it's personal but please." He begs her.

"After we filmed the cooking video at my parents house." She says, and Nick squeals as Chris's jaw drops, "Yeah, then when we left the room Colby was outside the door and got on Matt for maybe liking me."

"Can I ask how it all started?" Chris asks her, "Like you both were big sissys so like how?" He laughs.

"Oh, I slipped up big time before we went to the store. I pulled a prank on him first by putting pink balloons in the backseat he didn't like it and said he doesn't mess with my car. And this is where it led to me slipping up. I told him no, he bets you wouldn't ask me out." Dani explains a bit.

Chris starts to laugh, "Yeah, so he apologized for that and we talked about how we were only awkward for a bit. And now I slipped saying, I feel like it would be completely different if it was like you who asked."

Nick starts to scream, "Dani! You really did slip up." He laughs at her.

"Yeah, I know I was embarrassed in that moment because I didn't realize till he repeated what I said!"

"So that how he asked you out?" Chris can't help but smile thinking it was cute.

Dani smiles, "He said; What if I say that I was too scared to ask you out because I didn't know how you felt about me and I didn't want to risk our friendship? That's why Chris did it because he knew I would never do it."

"Asshole." Chris laughs, "But he's not wrong that's why I did ask you out and then I told him if you didn't like me it was him you had feelings for."

"I'm happy you two worked out perfectly. I knew it since we first collab. I rewatch it just to study you and Matt." Sam tells her, "I feel like a proud big brother to see his baby sister find her soulmate."

Dani was happy to hear that from Sam, since he was like a big brother, but she wanted to hear the same from Colby, "I'm happy you were always there for me when I told you how I felt about him. Sorry Nick, but I feel like you would hint at Matt."

"Honestly, I say I wouldn't have but I think deep down I would've tried to give small comments.  So it's good you really didn't tell me how much really. Like I knew because you slipped up with me too."

"I did." She nods her head.

"Man, I was left out. I didn't no slip ups. Just rejected." Chris makes Dani laugh.

"Hey, now you're one of our biggest supporters. Especially to me and I love you for that. My hype man. You know what I mean since I told you how I feel." She gives him a smile.

"Yeah, those little talks are sweet moments." He agrees, "I always tell her how lucky Matt is to have her." Chris explains a bit.

"He's super lucky." Nick agrees.

"Hell yeah, and I've known Dani since she was super little. Trust me, he's super lucky and you guys are too. Just having her around and making her family." Sam adds.

"Oh stop before you make me blush." Dani laughs, "But I love you three so much. My best best friends."

[porcelaingender]

wow i loveee your writing sooo much dude can we likeee gettt your two time x reader heacanons 🤑🤑🤑

wow i am so glad you asked, sweet anon! (that is totally not just me) i would be absolutely delighted to share my favorite two time x reader headcanons! keep the requests coming, my amazing followers!

general two time x reader headcanons!

they aren't necessarily 'possessive' per se, but they do always make sure to keep a close eye on you. whether you are with another crowd, or alone, they will certainly find a way to make sure that you're safe and won't be straying anywhere too far! a majority of the time, you aren't even aware that they're there until they randomly pop out to your convenience and start making small talk to distract you from your utter confusion and slight discomfort at that fact. some call it stalking, i believe..

with that being said, two time knows a lot about you. they're naturally very observant, and always take attention to your small habits and favorite things, keeping a mental note of something new each time you hang out.

in fact, you often catch them staring at you. no words said, no expression on their face to even convey why they might be staring. they just..stare. it became a frequent habit of theirs that began to freak you out sometimes, but they always reassure you that they just want to 'truly absorb your seraphic features.'

they're very into physical touch, but not in the way that you might think. they prefer smaller touches, gently grazing their finger tips across your arms and caressing your cheek with utmost devotion. they don't mind a small kiss every now and then, but be wary. once you get them riled up, it'll be awhile before they let you go again!

on the contrary, they tend to have quite the biting problem. nothing rough or trying to prove anything, it's just a simple act of affection when they seem to get overwhelmed by their emotions for you. cuteness aggression, if you will. they never attempt to purposely leave bruises on you, unless they feel like it is necessary (in which you can interpret however you'd like)

circling back to their little stalking hobby, sometimes they'll even make an effort to sneak into your bedroom while you're fast asleep, just to watch. they can't help it, they want to make sure that you're safe and sleeping soundly as you deserve! they'll bring the back of their palm to your delicate cheek, caressing it softly as you subconsciously nuzzle into it. they think that it's just the cutest thing ever!

it is widely known that two time is a very devoted spawn follower, so it was no surprise at all when they would insist that you open your mind a bit and maybe even consider coming along to one of their little 'gatherings'..but you kindly denied and instead encouraged them to babble on about it if they ever wanted, in which they appreciated greatly.

despite their slightly psychotic tendencies regarding the spawn, you came close second in priority. they never directly made you feel like you were any less than that, but more than often they would dismiss you because of their urgent 'sacred matters.' even so, they still practically worship you like you're their second god, and always talk about you like such.

i love writing two time like a little freak. strange thing what is wrongggg with themmm. okay i will try to finish up these requests by the end of this week! have a good night everybuddy

[xtinyslip]

"stranger things have certainly happened in the past?" how was it that his father was right? they were referring to cory having to earn the right for his father not to kill him but hey, things could have been weirder. all he could do was laugh. what else was there to do? "literally nothing has to change here. i'll smile and occasionally nod when i have to but other than that? i'm happy to be left out of it." oh, it was never going to be that simple but if they were being honest about where they stood with each other. well, that was it. It cory a second because he knew there was something he was missing, something he could use because there ALWAYS was. "wait so you have NO idea who or where he is right now? yanno' i get the whole high standards crap but... what makes you think he's going to drop everything and give you the massive thumbs up to change a name he's been going with his whole life?" cory needed to get to this guy first, that was all he knew. "so i publish said article and smile, and act like you are winning father of the year and you leave mom out of all of it? get it in writing as already agreed and its DONE." eh, that was complicated and tricky grounds to navigate but right now he didn't have much of a choice but to agree to those terms and so that's what he'd do. for now. "you do know this is the first time you've ever opened up and shared ANYTHING REAL with me?" it was about divorcing mom and marrying some random woman but... well, he'd take it. "uh and why does she want that?" ODD. well, it looked like finn was screwed either way but at least if he did it then... they both weren't screwed. shitty reasoning but ; that's what they did. they survived. "i could have a solid reason not to do this and you're just going to get me to do it anyway, aren't you? right, well, i'll get right on that then." @fcdcdmcmories

"MHM. EARN IT AND PERHAPS ONE DAY I MIGHT. WHO KNOWS? STRANGER THINGS HAVE CERTAINLY HAPPENED IN THE PAST." was he saying that he was ever going to consider cory as anything more than an actual clown? not particularly, but then again, with him ; it had always been about RESPECT. if his son earned it? THEN, HE WOULD GET IT FROM HIM. "once again, my answer still stands. believe it or not, it would not be.. clean to get rid of you. i don't want to have to do that, so.. BEHAVE AND I WILL NOT HAVE TO." he didn't think that kat would appreciate him getting rid of this idiot and so.. so, he was going to be on his best behaviour for her. for as long as it took, anyways. "twenty-nine. THIRTY, NEARLY. and i told you. his name is theodore. theodore pederson. it doesn't matter what kind of name he's using right now. THAT'S THE NAME HIS MOTHER GAVE HIM AND THE ONE HE WILL TAKE, WHEN HE COMES HOME." a nod. he'd have to do what he asked first, but.. yes, he supposed that he could put that in writing. "give me what i want and not only will i promise she lives, but i will also place her under my protection. she'll be fine." humming. "you mean.. do i wish for her to become my wife? yes. i do. eventually, it will be the case. first, of course, i have to get rid of this marriage that means.. nothing, but.. that's a work in process." yvonne was a good woman, sure, but.. she wasn't katherine. no one ever was. and they had spent enough time away from each other. kat came first, from now on. "good. my beloved wants him in prison, paying for his crimes. THAT'S WHAT WILL HAPPEN," he sighed, as if cory was giving him an headache already. "boy, you work in this business, do you not? HOW IS IT THAT PEOPLE RESPOND TO STORIES LIKE THIS? cecilia will be hailed a survivor. a strong one. people will admire her. respect her. her reputation may suffer, but.. we can get it up. he, on the other hand? he'll never recover. one day, she'll thank us for this." / @xtinyslip

[iwasbored777]

You know I find it funny that after ATSV I see a lot of posts that say something like "omg Gwen is both girlboss and a loser at the same time" or "she's both the coolest and so cringe" because this is exactly how Miles sees her after the movie. He idolised her in the first movie (not just her but all of their friends too) until things didn't work out as perfectly as the last time. Which is exactly why it's good that most of the movie was from her perspective because no she's not a girlboss and she's not the coolest and she's also not a loser nor cringe - she's literally normal. She can mess up just like Miles and she can win just like Miles and her life can be awful just like Miles' life can be and her life can also be great just like Miles' and everyone else's. Like in Miles' introduction scene in ATSV he's messing up big time whenever he tries to defeat a villain and no one in Brooklyn takes him seriously but later when he's fighting Miguel he wins.

Gwen is just a normal person (just like Miles) and people forget that. They divide characters simply in good or bad but most of them (not all but most) are just realistic characters because even with superpowers they're humans just like all of us. And it's totally up to you if you're gonna like them or not.

[running-in-the-dark]

my niece stayed with us last night. it was pretty fun this time, probably because I was feeling better (if I'm already in pain or exhausted, I can't handle it). after we dropped her off, we talked to my mother for a little bit, and then drove to my in-laws. we were there for a few hours and because the guys were busy outside, i ended up talking to my mother-in-law for most of that time. it was... kind of good? I don't know. she actually showed some real emotions, just a little bit, but hey that's more than ever before! I even gave her a weird little shoulder squeeze/side hug, it was so weird.

anyway, I almost fell asleep in the car on the way home because I was so tired, and actually did fall asleep immediately on the couch.

[ceramicbeetle]

some of the TOS uniforms do seem like they're made out of particularly uncomfortable fabrics but they still instill in me a sense of jealousy bc they are at their core simple tshirts that count as 'work appropriate'

[prapuna]

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[seamany]

The Post that Solved it All for me, PART TWO

NOT MY POST, MOBILEBLACKSMITH2535 ON REDDIT*

What do I mean by this? Try this exercise with me. Think of your desired reality right now (bonus points for a first person perspective). You can even close your eyes and take a few seconds to think of it. You got it in your head? Now that you are in your desired reality think about the thoughts that you usually worry about when it comes to shifting (stuff like "it's not real" or "I can't do it" or "it's taking so long" etc). Thinking as your desired reality self now you are going to realize those thoughts are pointless because you shifted and you are in your desired reality. There you go, congratulations, you are in your dr. Every time you experience a feeling of helplessness or other negative feeling you are going to remind yourself that you have shifted already and creation is finished. Emotions do not matter and can never control you because they are physical sensations, a part of the 3d. The 3d that you don't care about anymore. You aren't going to ignore the 3d you just don't care about it anymore because you are in your desired reality. Why should you care? You already have your desire. You've shifted already and everytime you go to sleep you wake up in your dr, so why worry about whether this shifting attempt is going to be successful? Why even worry about the worry? Worrying is useless. You are not doing anything anymore except living peacefully knowing you are in your dr. You don't have to will away the emotions or thoughts. You don't have to do anything any more. It doesn't matter if you forget all of what I said in this post, and now you have gone back to panicking about nothing, because you are in your desired reality. You can breathe knowing that that doesn't matter anymore. No more worrying. No more heartache. No more anxiety. No more frustration. No more doubts. You won. You know what I'm saying. Say these things to yourself as much as you feel you need to, but fair warning learn from my mistake and don't look for proof of your manifestation in the 3d. Because you are in your desired reality, so why in the world would you see anything else? Whether or not you are using the law of assumption to get something you desire or not it is always taking affect and you can never stop manifesting. Unless that's your manifestation. But it's still a paradox because your manifesting no manifestation. Anyways that's it. This is what separated me from being desperate, obsessive, and discouraged to being a master shifter. Just remember that the law literally cannot fail you. If you are experiencing something it's BECAUSE you are accepting something NOT because the law does not work. It's as simple as that. Please ask questions, I want to help as much as I can. I know this is a long reply, but you can't give up when you've only just gotten started. If I can do it than you sure as hell can do it. And I know that doesn't mean anything to you most likely. But just trust me. :)

[angelltheninth]

Love your LADS writings! Could we maybe get them reacting to their girlfriend wearing their shirt?

I love writing for LADS, now that Caleb is here there's even more hot men to fawn over.

Pining: Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier, Sylus, Caleb x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, sharing clothes, domestic fluff, clothes shopping, possessiveness, being playful, flirting

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A/N: Wrote this a bit fast because my new PC came in today so I need to set it up. It's gonna be awesome.

Zayne pretends not to notice that it's his shirt you're always wearing in the mornings when you stay over at his place. It's only a shirt, he's got many more just like it. So why is it getting to him when you wear it? Simple, it looks cuter on you, and he tries not to get worked up about it, that would go against his stoic, professional self. However when he sees you waring his clothes he always tells you that it looks good on you. A sort of subltle encouragement that you should do it more often, and also spend more time at his place because he tries not to leave his clothes at your place.

Rafayel wants to buy some matching clothes when he saw that you wear his on ocassion. He's always had a good sense of style and is very happy that you do to, furthermore that you like it so much that you want to wear what he waers. When he sees you wearing his clothes he makes sure to memorize what it looked like on you so he can sketch it later. Before he knows it there are a dozen sketches of you in his clothes. Not that it's a bad thing by any means and he thinks you're catching on to him buying matching clothes because every time you're on a date you're pointing out cute outfits that you say would look great on him.

Xavier doesn't think much of it when he leaves some of his stuff at your place when he comes and goes. What he does think about is how his pants looked on you, too long, cozy, some a bit tight on you, others hanging off your hips, all depending on what you get your hands on at the time. The scene is almost domestic, seeing you not even think about putting on something of his, you don't even say why you do it and he's fascinated by that. Playfuly he tugs on the waistband of the pants and tells you he wants them back, only for you to turn the tables and tell him to take them off you if he wants them so bad.

Sylus is very perceptive of what you do when you're around him so there's no way he wouldn't notice you wearing his fancy shirts around the apartment. Those aren't exactly outfits for casual wear so there was no way you could have mistaken them for one of your own, which means you took them on purpouse. A man like him doesn't do well when other people touch what belongs to him without his permission. It's bad bussiness practice, and dangerous when you're in deep with criminals like he is. But he could be persuaded to let you get away with it, only because you're his girl and his girl can do whatever she wants with and to him.

Caleb leaves his hoodie at your place on purpouse. He did it because he wanted to use it as an excuse to visit again early, he didn't expect that you'd be wearing it when you opened the door for him. All the blood rushed to his brain and caused him to stop all train of thought for a few moments before he smirked and leaned in to whisper how cute you look, his breath hot against your lips before he claimed them in a seering kiss. From that day on he never mentioned anything about you giving him his clothes back. Why would he want it back when it looks so much better on you, sometimes it's all you wear around him.

[poetticoo]

Part 01 𖥔 ˙ ˖ Loving Headcanons .ᐟ ♡ ❪ Sylus × Reader ❫

Masterlist · Part 01 · Part 02 · Part 03

Sylus is the type of man who will love you unconditionally. He has experienced enough cruelty in his line of work, that he was both cautious and welcoming when the new feelings of love surfaced for you.

He loves suddenly pulling you in his lap, wrapping his arms around you. He just likes the way he can snuggle against your chest, hearing your heartbeat always calmed him down. It was a reassurance that you were safe.

Your head scratches. The way he lays his head on your lap, and you ran your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp. He would absolutely melt into you, nuzzling on your tummy for more comfort.

Of course, he has so many affectionate nicknames for you: Kitten, Sweetie, Little One, Darling, My Love, My sunshine.

Sometimes, the love he has for you is so intense and consuming that he has to tone it down. You and Sylus are passionate lovers, but he doesn't want that to consume your relationship.

That's why he has made a habit of kissing your forehead every morning, afternoon and night. Of lacing your fingers together, and placing kisses on the back of your hand or your palm. Because passion yes, it's good, but too much and it becomes a hindrance to both his health and his partners.

Gifts. He loves pampering you with his money, even though he knows it makes you feel awkward. At first he thought it was because you didn't see a good outcome out of your relationship, that you didn't want to be indebted as silly as that sounds, but he soon came to find out that you were just used to more simple and humble things.

He pampered you even more after that, his eyes lighting up every time he saw you wearing the things he gave you.

As much as he respected your independence, Sylus is quite overprotective, especially when you step foot in to the N109 Zone. He had Mephisto follow you all the way to your errands, to the way back to him. And sometimes he thinks you know that he does that, but you aren't saying anything.

Dancing to his vinyl collection, after you both are a bit tipsy from the wine dinner. Twirling you under the light of the moon, thinking that happiness suited you. His heart beating on his chest fast but with content, especially when you reaffirm the love you have for him again and again.

A/N: I love writing so many soft and fluffy headcanons my heart is complete I swear!!

── ❀ ₊ ⊹ blueberry ᡣ𐭩

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - non/con, kidnapping, LOTS of non-consensual touching, threats of violence, implied public sex, and unbalanced power dynamics.

Geto Suguru is a surprisingly tactile man.

You wouldn't expect it from a man so cold, so withdrawn, so prone to keeping his hands tucked in his sleeves away from any filthy, undeserving lesser beings like yourself, but it's not hard to spot once you know what you're looking for. When his girls were young enough to put up with it, he always had at least one, if not both of them in his arms, and his preferred form of greeting towards those in his select, but not exclusive inner circle has always been a hug, kiss, or some combination of both. Even when he claims he can't stand to look at you, when he orders you to bathe in scalding-hot water before admitting you so much as might be worth of his affections, he never lasts more than a few minutes before slipping in beside you with excuses of 'you're not thorough enough' or 'I can't even trust you to do this correctly' ready on his tongue. It might be sweet, if it wasn't so controlling. You're not really in a place to complain, though.

He likes keeping you close. For someone he claims is nothing more than a pest, he treats you akin to a lapdog; constantly calling your name, constantly petting through your hair, constantly keeping you pressed against his side or slotted against his chest or perched on his lap, an arm as thick as your leg wrapped around your waist to better snuff out your attempts to squirm. Any attempts to withdraw before he allows you to are met with punishments of the most severe order. You don't like being at his beck and call, having to sit through his depraved sermons for the sole reason that he doesn't trust you to leave his sight, but it's better than being shackled to his bedpost for another four weeks. You can be a lapdog, so long as you aren't a collared one.

Even the politest touch he offers you is unspeakable invasive. You're not sure how he manages to turn something as simple and as shallow as grazing you're lower back into yet another show of his authority over you. Part of it just might be the whole 'genocidal cult leader' shtick (it's hard not to find someone a little creepy after they've abducted, tortured, and traumatized you), but you'd like to think that even if you had entered into his company more willingly, you'd still find his intimacy more than a little off-putting. The worst of it comes at night, when he assumes you're asleep. The way he holds you to his chest, clings to you like a child does a stuffed animal might be cute in another context, but it rarely serves to endear him to you. If anything, it only proves that even unconscious, his greatest pleasure in life is smothering you.

Worst of all, he's handsy. That, in itself, shouldn't be all that surprisingly, but the lecherousness of it, the shameless of it still manages to leave you as disgusted as you are unnerved. It's rare for a full hour to pass in his company without his hand slipping under the collar of the silken kimono's he dresses you in and groping at your best until he's left indents in the shape of his blunt nails. Other times, his fingers will find their way underneath your skirts or into the waistband of your shorts while he's preoccupied with another matter, splitting you open on his fingers with all the attention one might pay to tying their shoes or brushing their hair. If you're lucky, he'll choose a private moments, one where you'll be forced to fall apart for his entertainment alone, tucked safely away from the prying eyes of his co-conspirators and congregation.

You don't get lucky very often.

Sometimes, you think he does it just to be cruel. He does most things to be cruel, and this would be far from the only way he's cruel to you, in particular. But, when drapes himself over you at night, when he drags you so suffocatingly close to his side, when he grinds his palm into your most sensitive point of vulnerability and whispers so possessively that you ought to be thankful for each second long he lets you live, it's not cruelty you see in Suguru's dark eyes, but rather something much, much more dangerous.

Desperation.

[dreamiie4her]

How i mastered the art of persisting & how yall can too

hello my luvs, lemme tell u, its been a rlly eventful last 2 weeks in terms of me undergo a drastic shift in my mindset and WHEWWWWW, i thought it was time to share with yall

storytime

this past year i told myself i would adopt a strict mental diet where i wouldn't let doubts stop me or anything and lemme tell you, it was such a rocky road. There would be periods of me affirming that i was a master shifter, seek validation from the 3D and then start dwelling in my old state again. This cycle of giving up continued until i came across these posts. I then deeped how i've been overcomplicating manifesting & shifting to the point where i would give up so easily on my new states because "persisting was too hard” when it rlly wasn't. Anyways, lemme share my favourite tips & advice i learnt.

THE ADVICE & TIPS

stop associating emotions w/ states

Once i stopped associating me doubting, being frustrated, etc with my state, i found stuff x10000 EASIER!! I be affirming when i'm sad/frustrated because my emotions do NAWT define me. If something happens in my life, i allow myself to acknowledge it then i affirm on loop that "everything gets better" and the very fact i am a master manifestor.

manifesting will exist whether u like it or not

whenever i feel like "giving up", i remember that no matter if i "give up" on my desires or not, the law of assumption will still operate in the same principle of dominant thoughts materialising ur reality. So that really made me think, why would i not take advantage of knowing about the loa and manifesting everything i want? Like once you find out about the law of assumption, there is no turning back so u might aswell utilise it.

you can never lose your "manifestation powers"

Sometimes i be having thoughts "what if i lose my manifestation powers" and its like?? i will always be able to manifest easily & so will you. You can never "lose" the ability to manifest. Its a LAW. Meaning you will always be able to do it

pick a staple affirmation & loop it no matter what

After utilising robotic affirming, i've felt so much more FULFILLED then i ever did. Trust me when i say, pick one affirmation (e.g. "i am a master shifter") and keep affirming through your doubts, random thoughts, etc. Litreally when you deep it, affirming is basically thinking and thinking is super duper easy. So picking one affirmation and continuously repeating it is so easy even when you feel like your having sm doubts (trust me, once u get in the habit of js affirming, things feel sm easier).

you don't need to believe to manifest

Before some of yall come at me, lemme tell yall something. When i got more serious about the loa this year, i overconsumed a sh!t ton of loa content stating in order to manifest your desires and it made me feel so frustrated whenever i felt doubts/overwhelmed when affirming for my desire. The belief bit will follow natrually while persisting, dont focus on beliving in ur manifestation, keep repeating you have it & your belief of it will feel more natrual as you keep repeating it (if that makes sense)

the 3D isn't the end, keep persisting

I made a post about this but to keep it short & simple, your 3D circumstances aren't permanent. Just because you may be experiencing the opposite of what you want in the 3D, doesn't mean it will stay like that forever and your manifestation "won't work". Keep affirming bb <3

okie that's it for the post <3 i'll probs make a pt2 if i got anymore advice?? but hope yall liked it ;3

[gremlingottoosilly]

LOVED the drunk reader who thought she fucked her bf but its slasher könig, what about her comfessing at some point that she did wanna fuck him? maybe just mindlessly, at some point when he visits the room shes locked in...and of course fed and treated like a princess bc she fr wanted him? he gets hard af just from the thought

You giggle, licking at your lips. They're sweet - Konig did get to the town to buy you a bunch of sweet sugar cookies, all that sweetener making you giggly and just a tiny bit more ditzy than usual. He always saw that tiny bit of dimness in you. The way you twirl your hair and smile at him, the way you playfully swat at his mask, trying to take a look. You operate on a simple logic - he didn't kill you, even though he always could - so you have to proceed being pretty and dumb for him, so he won't think about actually killing you. You aren't as good at initiating at first, kinda nervous about the whole killing thing - but he is hot in his mask, and that amount of muscles always did it for you. Let your pussy become just a tiny bit more wet, allowing you to smother the guy with tiny kisses. Push your lips all over him and giggle when his attempts to grope at your breast would just tickle you. He was embarrassed at first; that unusual softness wasn't something that was installed in him - certainly not for pretty girls who looked like they would bully him. Certainly not for pretty but useless pets who make him want to shower you with gifts and little kisses. Smile and hug you, touch and tug at every last bit of your skin. You finally admit to kinda wanting him to fuck you that night when he killed your boyfriend. You'd smile and giggle, pressing your face in his chest and blowing raspberries at his muscles. You were kinda drunk, kinda high, mad at your bf - he did kiss your fucking best friend, of all people. You kinda wanted to slam his head in, and Konig did it for you. Let you snuggle to the warm body and get pounded, your pussy recognizing its new owner. Almost crying when he pulled out, wanting for him to stay longer, warm you up a bit. Konig knows you're a spoiled thing - a pretty pet in need of regular baths and constant hair washing. You'd let him softly play with your hair, tug the matted strands. You'd force him to get in the shower after each kill, luring him in with a promise of a nice, sloppy cunt if only he would wash away the smell of blood. For the first time in his miserable life, Konig almost feels like he can stop his bloodlust by something other than killing - just by holding you close and pounding you like it's the last thing he can do in his life. And it's a very, very thrilling thing to know, that you almost feel the same.