#gratitude. /gen

[d8tl55c]

more Tempo (community post)

[punkpandapatrixk]

A Little Magic to Soothe Your Anxiety

Everything becomes OK in the end. If it's not OK yet, it's not the end.

[kiose]

Alrighty! Time to help push the Jock Laguna agenda 💪💪💪 Really wanna see Lagoona in her casketball uniform... we only got to see it for like a second in a photo in the background (took screenshots and all) but I wanna see the real deal!! Also! Draculaura gotta cheer on her gf

[plposting]

Priv Investigator Des fit he has to do the investigation stuff on the side bc it does not pay the bills the same way being an engineer does

[miss-million]

found this on a discord server and thought it was funny

[fullmetal-scar-simping]

I really do appreciate the textual analysis, discussions, artwork (official and fanart), and the ample quality meta 03 fans have shared/made over the years. Perusing old blogs, some abandoned and some still kicking, as well as people's tags, finding all kinds of cool posts in the process has been a lot of fun! For someone who has loved this show since the 2000s, yet avoided the online fandom post-2009 (to avoid Broho spoilers, which I put off watching until this year lol), it feels like I have a treasure trove of Good Shit to discover. All in spite of the 03 fandom being pretty quiet/dead.

[rehamramzi]

CHAOS

Our minds are so chaotic. So lost. Always wondering where to go. What’s the destination? When does the search stop?

The search for something new, something better and something unknown. Sometimes, the minds themselves are unable to comprehend what they’re searching and longing for.

People, thoughts, words, actions are all led astray.

What am I trying to signify? What do I mean when I write this? Why am I imposing this when I myself am lost in the puddle of my own thoughts?

That is because I know there are people who feel the same. There are individuals out there who are going through the same thoughts.

This is the age which feels overwhelming. New people, new opportunities, new experiences and goals. Each day, something new appears, even if you don’t want it to. Such is life.

This is never ending, it’s a loop.

“But it shall get better” Is what we all hope for.

[spaghettipal]

no freaking WAY… YOURE IN THE ANTI CIPHER SOCIETY DISCORD TOO???

screaming rn… I love your art sm… how do I share a server w THE spaghettipal…. 🛐🛐🛐🛐

"THE spaghettipal" I'M SOBBBINNNGGGGGG TYSSMMMMM I'M GOING TO PUNCH YOUR FACE INNNN XOXO DIEEEE /vpos

[xamaxenta]

I think anyone who sees this post is very handsome and pretty and beautiful

[starlightphil]

Long shot but would anyone with experience with Discord who is interested in the dnp & books server I’m working on like to volunteer to be a “beta tester” for it? Basically I just need a few people who can give me feedback and maybe help with small technical issues lol. My lovely friend Moons has been helping but I don’t want to put it all on her and I think the more help the better! Thank you so much! 🫶🏻

[compassionmattersmost]

Exploring Spiritual Journeys: My Dive into St. John of the Cross and the Teachings of Jesus

My Spiritual Journey with St. John of the Cross and Jesus Christ Hey everyone! I’ve been on a fascinating journey lately, exploring some deep spiritual stuff that’s really been blowing my mind. And, let me tell you—it’s been eye-opening! Recently, I stumbled upon this book called “The Dark Night of the Soul” by St. John of the Cross. Sounds intense, right? It totally is! St. John talks about…

[punkpandapatrixk]

Keep being Original; you’re the Prototype~♪ One day, all of Humanity is gonna be just like you.

I once saw a fan of Love Marie Escudero’s comment on one of her YouTube videos something that goes like this—and mind you I’m writing this from memory, and I’m not from the Philippines, so I didn’t grow up knowing anything about how she was perceived as a celeb in the country:

‘I’m so happy to see how much you’ve grown, Love! Back in the day, you got so much hate because you were SO ahead of your time and people couldn’t understand your sass. But now, millions of girls want to be just like you!’

I think I totally butchered the original comment but there’s that LOL

Be proud of who and what you are. You just never know whose Life you’re gonna save from the Dark with that blinding Light of yours, Love~♡

[theyaoiconnoisseur]

i hope i’m not too late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY SILVER you are very sweet and kind and i hope you have many more super awesome birthdays!!

Thank you!!

[vivianneknebelauthor]

The Art of Aging - The Younger Generation

The art of aging well includes the ability to not only accept aging, but to enjoy every phase.

The way we view ourselves  determines how old we feel in our mind and actions.

Getting older is a normal and healthy part of life. Slowing the aging process can be more about building a suitable mental environment of positivity and optimism than about stressing and striving to stop the inevitable. Positivity and hope can truly work miracles. They cheer us on in everything we do in life. We need to do what is necessary for our well-being. Be kind to yourself.

Keeping up our physical appearance can become a big stressor because society places so much value on beauty, and impossible standards can keep us pursuing something we will never achieve. If youthful beauty continues to be pursued, it can become a never-ending cycle or an unhealthy preoccupation. Our definition of beauty needs to change as we age, relieving  ourselves  of the pressure to look a certain way.

Remember that your beauty does not determine your worth, in accepting your present circumstances, a new meaning of youth and attractiveness begins to emerge.

When I let go of my youthful looks, I could pursue a level of understanding about the biological  changes going on in my body. I became at peace with them , which allowed me to grow into a deeper and more authentic kind of beauty- one that works its way  from the inside out.

I have found something more valuable than youth—-my inner light—-and I let it shine!

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Recovery and conditioning routine: Gen Z vs Millennial, 141 edition.

Johnny & Gaz

ice bath and sauna

tracking sleep metric data

active recovery sessions

no caffeine after 12pm

minimise blue light before bed

macro diary, with focus on whole foods and protein

gratitude journal and smart targets

foam rolling those leggies

Simon & Price

a nap and a wank

[mindless-existence1]

Hiii!! I wanted to request a shadow x fem! reader who in the movie verse is a college student that found shadow and now partly takes care of him. Knowing shadow, he’d still be a loner but I’d like to think having an another younger female influence in his life could help him with Maria’s passing. I also think it’d be super cute if she taught him gen z/modern things. He’s just too precious in the movie omg☹️❤️

Authors note: I love Shadow he's my boy. Also I didn't come up with how they met so this is just them hanging out in readers apartment watching a movie together

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Your apartment in Green Hills wasn’t anything fancy—just a modest space with a small kitchen, a worn but comfortable couch, and a TV that sometimes acted up. But it was home, and apparently, Shadow thought so too.

The first time he came over, it had been an unexpected visit. You’d found him on your balcony, his crimson eyes scanning the street below like he was waiting for something to go wrong. You’d invited him in, unsure if he’d accept, but he had.

Since then, Shadow had started dropping by when he needed to escape the chaos of the world—or his own thoughts. Tonight was one of those nights.

He was sprawled on your couch, arms crossed, his usual stoic expression softened by the dim light of the TV. You had a movie playing, some action-packed thriller that you thought he’d enjoy. But Shadow seemed more interested in quietly existing in the moment.

“Popcorn?” you offered, holding out a bowl as you curled up on the other end of the couch.He glanced at it skeptically. “I don’t understand humans’ obsession with this.”

“You say that every time, and yet you always eat it,” you teased, shaking the bowl slightly. Shadow’s lips twitched, the barest hint of a smile, and he reached out to grab a handful.

As the movie played, you got caught up in the action. One scene showed the protagonists making a mistake that ended in a dramatic explosion. You couldn’t help but comment, “Oh man, those guys are cooked.”

Shadow’s ears twitched, and he turned his head slightly toward you, his brow furrowed. “Cooked? They’re not being prepared as food.”

You stifled a laugh at his literal interpretation. “No, it’s slang,” you explained. “It means they’re done for, like there’s no coming back from that.”

He frowned, clearly processing your words. “Why use a term that implies food preparation instead of saying what you mean?”

“Because slang is fun, and it makes language more expressive,” you said, grinning. “Besides, it’s just how people talk sometimes.” Shadow huffed, leaning back against the couch. “Humans are strange.”

“And yet, you keep coming here,” you shot back with a playful smile.Shadow didn’t respond immediately, his gaze fixed on the screen, but the corners of his mouth softened just slightly.

“Your apartment is… peaceful,” he said finally. Your chest warmed at his words. Shadow wasn’t exactly forthcoming with his feelings, so every little admission felt significant.

“Well, you’re always welcome here,” you said, nudging his leg lightly with your foot. “Even if you think popcorn and slang are weird.” He didn’t reply, but his crimson eyes flicked toward you for a moment, a quiet gratitude in his gaze.

By the time the credits rolled, you were explaining another piece of slang—this time, “vibe.” Shadow looked vaguely unimpressed.

“So, when someone says ‘good vibes,’ they mean a positive feeling or atmosphere?” he asked, his brow furrowed slightly.“Exactly!” you said, grinning. “See? You’re getting the hang of it.”

He shook his head, muttering something about “unnecessary complications,” but you just shook your head with a small smile. As the night wore on, you found yourself leaning against him, your head resting on his shoulder.

He didn’t move away, simply letting you stay there as the quiet hum of the TV filled the room.

In these moments, you knew Shadow found something he didn’t often allow himself: peace. And for as long as he needed it, you’d always make room for him in your little corner of Green Hills.