#important to remember in general btw

[exileandtrust]

Why isn’t there a major character death warning on handprints?????????

You are not a major character.

[molloyism]

no actually i want to talk about the history between judaism and homophobia and how this relates to daniel molloy

[sergle]

Now I’m curious, what breeds are on your list?

✨Golden Retrievers✨ Pomeranians Samoyeds Rottweilers Irish red setters German Shepherd (I like the black ones) Rough Collies and Shelties Great Pyrenees Bernese Mountain Dogs Cocker Spaniels St. Bernards Borzois and probably more that I forgot to list!! These are all dogs that I Especially want to cry when I see them, and that I could see myself loving / being able to meet the particular needs of their breed. I've expanded my Range a little in the two years since I brought Hugo home, since he's taught me a lot about dogs, and I could potentially take care of a baby with very different needs from the ones that he had. I'm still by no means a dog expert but. Yanno. You learn small things over time! In the end, when I was searching for a dog a few years ago, I had a few qualifications I didn't want to budge on. I needed a dog that's trainable, but not stubborn, a dog that's gentle and considerate with my cats and my niblings, a dog that's not too reactive, a dog with soft fur, and a dog that is affectionate. So... Hugo is all of those things!!! He picks up skills quickly and listens (I gotta work on his Recall though), he takes extreme care around the cats and is so careful that he can be left alone with kittens and baby chicks, so being sat on / bothered / tugged on by small kids isn't even a challenge. He has never growled at anyone or anything in Irritation in his life. He's never bared his teeth. He doesn't bark at strangers or at odd noises, he doesn't snap as a response to being surprised. He's extremely pillowy soft, and his fur doesn't irritate my skin or pierce my clothes. He is extremely, extremely sweet and loving, frankly to the point that he would easily fall in love with a new owner if he was kidnapped lmao. You can maybe see why I like goldens so much. I got REALLY close to adopting a Pomeranian, which I'll continue to Think About, basically forever... but as someone with a predisposition for migraines, I don't want to set the dog up for failure if I'm not ready to hear bark bark bark bark bark bark bark all day. That's the ONLY downside. Maybe I invest in some noise cancelling headphones? They're beautiful dogs though, I love an animal that looks like a little rat. You ever see one of them after a bath? My god.

[lexydakitten]

been kinda melancholy the past few days and this song is not helping change that but its at least comforting a little bit . it's hard to not think abt how much i miss the way things were ; i don't think i'll ever have as close of a friend as that again and i think that's always going to hurt. and as time goes on i realize that i'm forgetting, getting further and further away, and what i dont forget congeals into a sort of memory soup. it's hard to admire what's around you when in the back you know you failed and it does make me kind of want to scream sometimes . if i could do anything i would and if there is ever a day i will not hesitate but the "just wait, don't think about it until you can solve it" mindset is also not very effective all the time when i just.would really like my closest friend back.

song that set me off (and is directly referenced in the image) is boring by the brobecks. would strongly recommend that entire album in general i am not normal about at least half of those songs including this one. all constantly stuck in my head. sobbing

[platinum-horizons]

4

edit: 4 was NOT supposed to be there i dont know how it happened

Like I know we all love making ADHD seem cool but like, don't forget it's actually a disability? My ADHD is bad enough I've nearly been evicted for forgetting to mail the rent check to the property manager, I've forgotten to pay the utility bills and had my water or power get turned off or had to pay fines bcs I missed a credit card payment. Once I was supposed to cat sit for a friend and I lost the house key she gave me but didn't realize until she was already out of town, and she had to call the apartment office to get someone to give me the spare so her cats would have food for the week. When I'm unmedicated I can't even get myself to shower half the time, forget eating or cleaning. Before I started living with my fiance I'd just like, not eat for days because I didn't have anyone to remind me to eat or go buy me food. I've forgotten to turn the stove off so many times and ruined kettles and tbh been DAMN fucking lucky the house didn't burn down. I've done stupid, impulsive shit that's nearly gotten me KILLED. I can't remember to close the shower curtain reliably even through my fiance points out every single time I forget, and he's almost out of soap rn bcs for the last MONTH neither of us have been able to remember to order more once we get out of the shower.

I've had such bad memory my entire life that to this day someone suggesting I forgot something because I simply didn't care enough is a legitimate trigger that, in the worst cases, makes me have a breakdown.

I get that for some of you this is just something that makes studying hard or you forget to take a pee break when you're playing Minecraft or whatever, that's still a valid struggle and you do deserve help and understanding, but like, ADHD is a disability. It's disabling. It's not impossible to improve and learn coping skills, meds help a lot, there are great accommodations out there(LIKE CLEANING SERVICES), but not every case of ADHD is the same, and a lot of them are pretty ugly ngl, and just because you managed to do something doesn't mean someone else is gonna be able to manage it too, or that they're being lazy for struggling. And that obviously doesn't mean ADHD people have a free pass to never work on themselves and make everyone cater to their every need or whatever, but we do deserve some understanding when we explain that our disability is actually disabling in ways that aren't palatable to you. So like, idk, maybe don't immediately recoil in horror when you find out that someone with ADHD can't keep their house clean. And for fucks sake don't ridicule them for it.

[catominor]

anyway more republican art posting but. the characterization of republican art and the notions of personal appearance in that period make it so interesting to me. i think pliny said this when i was reading him talking about the ancestral imagines but he basically characterizes a 'decline' of art from the republican era to his time, essentially with art becoming less about showing the individual characteristics and personality of a person and more iconographic/about projecting things like wealth or power rather than capturing individual features. essentially he says portraits became more of a 'stereotype' which signalled what kind of person you were, rather than a portrait of your particular face. which i think, although i don't really know how right pliny was about his own time obviously, is definitely something which characterizes republican art in the cursory glance at roman art history i've taken; ie the focus on capturing idiosyncratic and individual portraits of people (even to the point of possibly exaggerating them, almost like a caricature) in order to capture almost something about their soul. i think this is why i find that era of portrait busts so alluring, and though there are also definitely imperial era ones which have the same idea of capturing an individual, the republican ones hit different imo

[rowie264]

If someone criticizes something, it doesn't mean that they hate it. It also works the other way around. If you like something, it doesn't mean that it's done well from an objective point of view.

I love Jinx. Her design, her story, her personality, her character arc... I was just fascinated by her. Jinx has become one of my favorite characters in media in general. It was the continuation of her story that I was waiting for the most.

Jinx is still my favorite character in season 2. I love almost every scene with her. How she did Sevika's arm and the subsequent fight with the Smeech, the fight with Vi in Act 1, the prison break, search for Vander in the mines, epic appearance during the battle against Noxus.

I got a lot of positive emotions while watching s2 and especially during Jinx's appearance on the screen. But… an emotional response and objective assessment are two different things. And objectively, Jinx's character in season 2 is OOC and poorly written.

Removing very importand part of her story and personality. Her mental issues almost completely disappear. This is a very important aspect of her character. And no, Isha's presence and a "more favorable environment" would not heal her, the whole 2nd act is completely unrealistic and looks stupid, since all her problems with her mental health were magically solved off-screen;

Irrelevant piece of plot. Her arc of "Zaun symbol" passes by her - she becomes a symbol by accident, ignores the consequences and directly encounters all this revolutionary mood only during Isha's saving from Stillwater (at the same time saving her followers - an indirect action, not a purposeful one). So this arc is kinda about her, but she doesn't seem to participate in it herself, and it ends with literally nothing (like the whole Zaun revolution);

Making her more appealing to wider audience. Her hatred of Piltover and Caitlyn just disappeared. Yes, while she was with Vi in the mines she said "piltie goons who murdered mom and dad," but… that's all? Jinx doesn't kill a single enforcer in the entire 2nd season (although, for example, she could have in Stillwater) and tells Caitlyn "I didn't know your mother was there." Let me remind you that Jinx literally giggled in s1 when she killed a dozen enforcers during gemstone kidnapping, killed enforcers on the bridge without any care, she hated Caitlyn fiercely because she "stole" her sister from her, and she couldn't not know that Cassandra was a councilor. It isn't showed how and why she changed her opinion and this is important thing to her character, you can't explain such change with microexpressions or parallels;

Unrealistic happy family reunion. The reunion of Jinx, Vi, and Vander is a spectacular moment from Disney. Do you remember how Jinx reacted when Vi returned? Yes, she was happy but as soon as she spotted Cait she freaked out and immidiately thought that Vi betrayed her. Imagine what would happen if her supposedly dead - bc of her btw - father had returned and now looks like some animal;

Silco mattered much more to Jinx. A very "subtle" replacement of Silco for Vander in the role of father (Jinx calls him father, sniffs Vander's jacket and not Silco's), although Silco played probably a bigger role in this? And Jinx remembers about him like 2 times? Although it's been about 7-10 years since Vi's "death" in season 1, Jinx was still triggered by just a similar appearance. Apparently, Silco wasn't that important to Jinx (which is not true); I could still keep talking about Jinx, but let's leave it at that.

I love Jinx even in season 2. I like watching scenes with her. But my emotional attachment doesn't stop me from seeing that Jinx's character in s2 is not a continuation of Jinx's character of the end of s1. Her image is broken, the arcs are not completed, the relationships with other characters are poorly written.

[molinaskies]

I rewatched Sonic Twitter Takeover 7 recently and been thinking a lot about this question (this is only part of the answer given) because I had a little epiphany about it.

Obviously these aren’t really ”””canon”””. The lore revelations to be had in these takeovers aren’t supposed to prove any major theories, BUT I like to look at the takeovers as a general guide for how the characters are meant to be perceived at the time of their release.

I remember people reacting to both this takeover and takeover 6 (sonic frontiers) a bit poorly because of how Amy’s feelings for Sonic were downplayed. Given the recent stuff with the Gens remaster, too, this still feels particularly relevant.

Amy’s romantic feelings for Sonic have been downplayed—there’s no denying that—but I don’t think they’re being erased. With the exception of that one clip from takeover 6 (where Amy says she loves Sonic, Tails teases her about it, and Amy backpedals, saying she said “like,” not “love”—very Boom! Amy, btw), Amy’s feelings have still been on prominent display.

However, two things have changed:

1) Amy’s love has matured,

And, more importantly, in my book—

2) Sonic’s response has matured.

In the above clip, Amy states emphatically that Sonic is “her’s” and that she loves him and that he’s perfect, but kind of stumbles over herself once she realizes what she says. Important to note is that she doesn’t take it back at all, meaning that she meant what she said, but probably would have said it differently if she had given it foresight, given the setting they’re in.

This reads to me like Amy is still very confident in her feelings but is making a conscious effort to be less pushy about it—perhaps for Sonic’s sake. However, sometimes it just gets away from her because her love is just so plentiful. It’s cute!

And what makes it even cuter for me is that Sonic is, just, like, totally okay with this?

What does he do when she goofed up and gets flustered about it? He laughs! Short and sweet. He’s very aware of her affection, and he doesn’t mind it at ALL. He loves when he can get reactions out of her (directly or not). It’s in this same takeover that Sonic rags on strawberry shortcake (Amy’s favourite cake flavour) again—specifically to tease her—and he laughs the exact same way, there, too!

(It’s also implied, there, that Sonic gets Amy to chase him, so he seeks out the game just as much as she does.)

Sonic’s response can still read as distinctly neutral on a romantic level, for those who’d prefer that, but objectively it’s a lot more overtly positive. There is no denying that he enjoys her attention.

So, it’s a rebrand. For sure. But I actually find this to be a lot more wholesome? Zainey Amy™️ (when written well and not over-the-top for comedy like in certain games) absolutely has its appeal and deserves its place in canon, but the idea of Amy literally being unable to contain her love for Sonic and her compliments bubbling over is very cute to me. I also find it more powerful and significant because she’s finding her words to express her love instead of just reacting. It’s more thoughtful and reads as more genuine, as a result.

It’s different, but in my opinion, not bad! She’s not boring. She’s still giddy, passionate, loving, and more compassionate than she’s ever been. And Sonic is more accepting (enticed, even) as a result.

[bright-hope-spot-19]

All right, I know Kishimoto isn't very good expanding on the lore of most of these ninja clans. Like, at some point in the story, the only clan that mattered was the Uchiha, and we know very little of the others. We end up getting just crumbs, and we have to proceed from there. The world building could certainly be better.

But despite all that, I like how Naruto is his mother's son, and not only cause he took her family/clan name instead of Minato's. We know nothing of the Namikaze clan (the one Minato is from). We don't know much of the Uzumaki either, but at least they got something, and as shown above, we have plenty of Uzumaki in the show other than Naruto, from the Namikaze, Minato's the only known member. Like, the only thing Nart got from his dad are the hair and eyes. Everything else is Kushina, and I love it. Just wish we could've gotten more of her, like I'm not the only one who wishes she'd been the 4th Hokage and Minato the stay at home dad. He could be her advisor as a treat.

Naruto just HADDD to be special and different

[daisys-reality]

PAC: What mythical creature would like to guide you on your life/shifting journey (advice) ? ♡ ๑

general tarot reading disclaimers apply here, don't limit yourself to this in any way. you can read this even if you're not a reality shifter! dividers were made by me, the pictures are from pinterest but edited by me. this reading has been requested by one of my followers! for more tarot readings, check out my masterlist. now, think about your life or your reality shifting journey so far and choose an image from above and read your pile. i can feel that many of you might feel drawn to more than one reading! you can also choose an emoji btw:

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𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 📥 the dragons 🐲

Hello my pile one shifters 👋 for you guys, I got some advice from the dragons ... this was only done with oracle cards and my intuition, I didn't feel the need to draw any tarot cards but I will still call this a tarot reading out of principle. I hope you don't mind :3

▪︎ You might have always been drawn to the supernatural, the mythical or magical part of this world since you were a kid. The dragons can see that you have a gift for seeing the unseen and knowing the unknown - be more aware of those talents. You are a very spiritually strong individual and your energy is very potent. Especially when your mind is clear, your operating at your highest frequency - so always try to clear your mind before making decisions about your life/journey/going through with your shift. While your interacting with so many (heavy) energies, things, people in your daily life - because of your sensitive nature (strong senses, and not weakness!)- its important that have healthy outlets to balance it out, like having a healthy diet, joyful times with friends and family, regular self-study times and things like that. You neglecting your life balance (-> you feeling ungrounded), and you clouding your mind with your otherthinking tendencies (-> you becoming hypersensitive) is contraproductive in regards to your shifting journey, or rather in regards to you awakening your full potential! Be more mindful please. I can't stress enough how super duper effective it would be for you if you started your own little daily mediation routine - it would make you sooo powerful!! You would actively train your mind powers lol. Your current confines are like ant-sized in comparison to your energetic existence.

▪︎ Also, your whole being (energetically) is so gracful (even if you don't 'behave' graceful irl and are more rough and untamed). Your energy is peak sophistication. Your awareness is very intense. It's like your always hyperaware of your surroundings - you always naturally dive into it fully, which gives you the ability to intensely experience the world you live in but it can also make you struggle detaching from it because the attachment is already formed. Your mind ends up clouded with worry which leaves you standing in the fog wondering how to get out again? From which direction did you even come from? How did you end up there in the first place? Everything just happened so quickly, it was just a brief moment and then you were already there...fully involved.. a part of that world. But who were you outside of this? You don't even remember your former self anymore... but do you need to? Honestly, no! You have put so much effort into building yourself up, cultivating yourself in this world. This is all you, even if you decide to leave this world behind. It's time to be more present - don't focus on the past (you) or future (you or alternative 'you's), its all in the mind anyway. Darling, just sit down for a moment, find your breath and notice the abundant energy surrounding you and let it nourish your gentle soul. Also little tip on the side, make your home a cozy home and enjoy good food with many nutrients - you deserve it ♡

▪︎ So, back to what the dragons have to tell you: Everyone lives confined within their own mental cage (this moldable, ever-shifting reality) - holding us all in place while also holding us back from our greatest potential- limiting us at the most unconscious level. This cage shifts and morphs as we grow and live forward - it is very multilayered. Breaking through requires awareness, continued effort, and bravery from you because once you break through one layer, another one presents itselfs to you. What's important for you now is to keep going forward, to break through every layer. Don't ever stop - the unique life you desire requires it from you. The dragons understand that moving outside can be exhilarating but also destabilising for us humans. In addition to that many companions in your life might not understand what you're going through and might not pose as a reliable support in this journey, and you too might struggle understanding what you're going through/heading towards at times - but this is part of the process. Leaving the confines - the known- behind, you're stepping into the unknown. So the advice is: Even if you feel scared, deep down you know, that you should choose freedom. So, take that step out of your comfort zone, be brave!

▪︎ Remember that your life is about you. It's not your responsibility to take care of everybody's problems - even from your so called friends or family. This is solely about you. Let go of those toxic attachments and (emotional and mental) baggage you took on over the past years. Just burn it down!! Worrying about those things and thinking about a solution for everyone will not bring you closer to your personal ideal world but further away. Who are you doing this for? Who asked you to do this? Who will thank you for it? Didn't you just decide it yourself? Please realise that this is meant to be done BY yourself FOR yourself only. This is just about you, be a bit more selfish. </3

▪︎ Notice how you often forget to take a breather, how you get a little numb to everthing and start spiralling when life gets too hectic and too overwhelming... If you never pause and take a moment to fully recognise the good you have every now and then, then the bad stuff in life will always knock you down much harder than it would have otherwise. So, try to consciously slow down and focus on the present moment from time to time, to re-center yourself and your focus. As I said before, when your mind is clear, you then know what you should focus on and then your energy rises in potency! Some of you might think you thrive on chaos or stress but what strengthen your drive are not those things, rather your will to flee and escape those said things! But when you focus only on escaping again and again, are you even looking ahead? Do you even know what you should head for? Do you know what would do you good? What life would actually make you happy? I think you're pretty confused at the moment because your focus is still set on escaping and not on thriving - you need to rewire that! You lived with that outdated focus already for too long. Even if it made you come a long way, having achieved many things, it's time to literally shift your focus!

Let me know if you enjoyed this and whether this resonated or not! 💫

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝚆𝙾 💿 the fairies🧚‍♀️

Hello my pile two darlings 💫 for you guys, I got some little advice from the fairies! This reading was only done with oracle cards and my intuition, I didn't feel the need to draw any tarot cards but I will still call this a tarot reading out of principle. I hope you don't mind :3

▪︎ Ok, first of all, a more metaphorical message. Your tears are magical, and have the ability to open portals for you! Every time you cry, you release all the emotions that have been building up within you, you let them go and let them run their natural course. The moment you allow yourself to cry, you break into the next level of intimacy and vulnerability with yourself and others. In those times, you can sense how human you are. It humbles you, and you may even allow yourself to be held by yourself, the universe, or your loved ones. So, grieve it all that still lingers and release it. If you feel like you have to let yourself sink down in disappointments, melancholy or despair - do it, once you acknowledged it and released all your tears, it will bring you a shimmer of clarity to your innocent doe eyes💧✨️ Negative thinking, intrusive thoughts and doubts hold you back? Nah, that's not the case with you! They bring you even closer - even if the journey feels turbulent and difficult, you will always rise from the ashes of your grief anew like a phoenix, getting stronger and more powerful every time with a much clearer vision. It's how you process it all and how you purge the overdue and old baggage and make space for your dreams.

▪︎ You need to become friends with yourself! The fairies want you to speak more gently and kindly to yourself. Maybe practice doing so in front of a mirror. The fairies want you to purify your awareness and for you, to look deeper within and witness this "deeper self" that has been hidden and overshadowed by all that you perceive and consume in this world - distorting your sense of self. In this world, everything can be like a mirror - they can shatter, flatter, distort, reflect, or project an image back to you that you think to be true... You are very vulnerable to this. You might be someone who easily and quickly starts obsessing over things or who falls easily for people and ideas - fixations in your life that lead you astray... you need to realize this power and danger this mirroring effect this world has - especially on you. It can help you connect and bring you closer to your true self, or it can do the opposite. This world can be tricky to handle. The fairies want you to put your phone down for once and to stop all the comparisons and the fixations and to let this mirror world stand empty for some time... instead, rest and spend time with your 'deeper self', the pure and not-distorted you.

▪︎ The faries can see that you've been suffering for too long and that something needs to change or rather transform. You should not run from or deny the uncomfortable things in life or burn everything down by rage. In the past (years), you lived your life driven by the unconscious mind and all its fears and aversions. It's time that you for once and all take a stand and decide to live consciously instead. You should no longer run from who you are, from what has happened to you or from what you have done in the past. Release the 'dead-weight' so that the sky can clear up and the sun can finally shine its light into your life so that you can lighten your spirit and so that you begin recognising yourself again. And perhaps you will see something that hasn't been there before! Allow the transformation. Free yourself from the suffering and shift your whole essence. If you're into chakra work, it might be helpful if you work on your first three chakras - root, sacral and solar plexus, especially focusing on movement from the first to the third for the energy to evolve)

▪︎ Again, I see the fairies strongly emphasising that you should treat yourself like a friend or as your true best friend. Try to put some time in your daily routine to unplug, to step back and to relax and spend some quality time with yourself. For some of you, trying out yoga videos on YouTube might be something you would enjoy, also guided meditations, trying out reading a book with a genre you usually don't go for, taking a morning stroll around your neighbourhood and maybe discovering places you've never been to before! When we explore different/new things, we also get to know more about ourselves, having new reactions, thoughts, feelings and realisations about us and this world. So take the time in your life to recharge, in that way you also pay respect to yourself, treating yourself with kindness. For some of you who are a bit more advanced with perhaps witchcraft, trying out simple spells might helpful - with that you can practice focusing your attention on something as well as setting intentions and making decisions on what you truly want.

▪︎ Another message for you: You might be a lot on your phone and spend a lot of time scrolling through, e.g., shifttok, shiftblr, and other reality shifting posts. To you, it might feel like everyone is confidently chattering of how confident they are in their shifting skills, beliefs or experiences and about how free they feel - which you wish you could relate to, but you "haven't gotten there yet". Listen: It's alright. Learning skills and gaining confidence usually don't happen instantly or overnight. (Usually! I'm not saying it's impossible) But shifting your mindset and transforming it to be the one, e.g., that can shift instantly, which might take some time, practice and quite a bit of unlearning of toxicity. But you know, miracles can happen, and nothing is impossible. Take the advice to heart, but stay always stay open-minded and excited for all the good things that can happen in life! Sometimes life takes unexpected turns 👀.

▪︎ Other activities that might help connect with your true self and help you progress on your shifting journey: Putting on a candle & meditating while focusing on the flame; putting on your favourite songs and dancing to them freely (it'll help you find inner harmony); spending time in nature and enjoying the weather/different seasons; breathing deeply/breath work; relaxation exercises; doing spellwork (be careful though!); mirror work; crying sessions lol; doing little rituals or offerings to yourself, nature, your dr or the universe and asking for help or guidance (you can make a little altar & and decorate it lovingly, you can offer little things, e.g. a crystal, a coin, an apple whatever - your intentions counts, its also good exercise to set intention and to strengthen your focus on what you want); writing something down on paper (a question, request or a burden) and burn it, releasing it to the universe - be very attentive in the days afterwards, pay attention to your dreams and sudden thoughts they can give you hints/answers; travelling and exploring unknown places; gazing at nature and animals; sunbathing 🌞👒

Let me know if you enjoyed this and whether this resonated or not! 💫

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴 📤 demonic entity❤️‍🔥

Hello pile three🫶🏻 for you guys, I got some advice from a demonic entity🐈‍⬛. This reading was only done with oracle cards and my intuition, I didn't feel the need to draw any tarot cards but I will still call this a tarot reading out of principle. I hope you don't mind :3

▪︎ You might feel at times like you're being haunted by this life or the universe. There is this big and at times all-consuming feeling of lack within you, of wanting, of craving to fill yourself with something, anything literally (if you're desperate enough). You might have always felt a deep longing for something meaningful in your life. In your heart, you know that there's "more out there" waiting for you in the world. The past few years might have left you feeling pretty disoriented, desperate for direction, grasping for meaning, and longing for a solid foundation. Especially at this time, you might have really struggled with being confronted with this lack of clarity and existential dread. This part of the journey you're on does not offer any comfort in this regard, but everyone has to pass through it. You're stepping through wastelands right now. If you can embrace this discomfort for now, KNOWING that you will soon reach more abundant lands, you can tap into potent energy. The dark and the bright sides, the ebbs, and the lows of this journey strengthen your vision and your creativity (creative energy). You have already found truths about yourself and this world that would have otherwise remained hidden and you will find more. Remember that you are not alone and you have more tools at hand than you think. Turn towards the discomfortable aspects of this journey instead of away. Spend some time in silence, being patient and sitting through these moments of not knowing, to find out your true vision and purpose, before you go around attaching superficial meanings to plans/activities "because it's what I should do next or because it's what's expected of me" just to save face - no, no, no. Be with the nothingness. Be with the impatience. Emptiness has immense powers - if you can settle into it, you will hear its whisper of wisdom soon. Some of you should try out practising entering the void state maybe!

▪︎ At this time, you might have fallen in the mental trap of 'nothing is ever enough' - feeling a lingering sense of dissatisfaction and dis-engament ... but the problem, or rather the issue lies within you. What you crave is your own validation that you are enough, that you are someone with value. When you fill your heart and are less dependent on external validation and input, only then you see the true value of this world you live in. It may seem empty/meaningless to you right now, but it's actually full of potential (like the void), yet you keep seeing it as 'not enough' - "always needing more and more to fill this uncomfortable hole". Do not ever doubt your worth. You're capable of so many wonderful things, and you deserve all the wonderful things in the world. There will always be someone in your life who doubts what you're capable of (looking at all those antis), but this should not distract or influence you! Especially when you're confronted with someone like this, you should step up and decide to be your own biggest fan and supporter! Regardless of all the outside opinions, please believe wholeheartedly in yourself, your worth, and what you're capable of !!! This is coming in strongly. Tell yourself YOU ARE ENOUGH (sorry for screaming lmao). Also, this demonic entity just wants to forcefully shake you awake to make you see how valuable you are and how much potential you have inside !! And they also want you to start feeding yourself with nutritious food that reflects your self-love, self-kindness, and self-confidence that you have. Do not put things into your body that make you feel bad! And pelase do not focus too much on presenting yourself a certain way, especially on social media but also in your DRs. Others shouldn't matter on your journey or at least they shouldn't be your main focus. Don't share everything with the outside world, some things are better meant to be kept to yourself. Let others for once wonder about what you're doing, be less transparent.

▪︎ This entity sees that you have this queen energy (regardless of your gender) within you - and there is something dualistic about the queen. She can be graceful and eloquent when she rules over her realm, inspiring her people, or she can fall into disdainful, petty moods looming over the realm like a dark cloud. In the rightful position/space, you can be so radiant, forgiving, and patient, trusting that the gods (felt the need to say gods) have your back. For your journey, you should try to embody this positive energy of the queen role more - develop deep trust in yourself and your existence, devolpe your resolve (& set clear intentions), and strengthen your power! This demonic entity wants you to put your anxious nature aside because you should fear nothing, even they can see that divinity itself holds you dear. There are so many entities that have your back. So, be still and listen but move with courage and resolve when you decide to move forward. And be careful with your tendency to fall into wrath, self-righteousness, or an overly demanding attitude. For now, they just want you to do things that make you feel good/better about yourself and your existence in this world, do things that warm your heart and make you feel alive. Listen to your heart for once and give yourself some love. Give yourself the comfort that this journey right now doesn’t provide. What's important (& helpful to you on your journey) is that you invest some time in self-care - whatever you wanna do. Treat yourself to some sweets (sweetened strawberries maybe?), idk, remove all your makeup and uncomfortable clothes, put on something comfy, and make yourself feel good !!

▪︎ And last but not least, I want to emphasise one more time, that you should really do something about this unhealthy 'more, more, more' mentality (your addictions to consume and to be validated to fill this gap within); give yourself some validation and realise that there is endless potential in emptiness. If you feel empty right now, know that you have endless potential within you, and you can do anything with it - whatever you truly desire !! So, what's required from you right now is to clear your mind and heart first, then to be decisive about what you want, and then to be willing to act on it. Once you do, you might face some opposition, people telling you that you're being hasty (they don't know what you've been through) but sometimes it is better to be honest, swift and direct when you act instead of hesitating and procrastinating all the time. And I think you would prolly go crazy if this takes any longer lmao. You can no longer hesitate. This is a journey of you becoming yourself. Sometimes we have to put an end to something and to cut it from your life to grow. So, cut through what's essential and release all the old baggage you're still carrying with you. All this is happening for the sake of your transformation, you're being pushed to be the best and brightest version of yourself, so that you stop at nothing. You're meant to be spiritually and physically strong - and you are already stronger than you think! So, believe in yourself, be courageous and step into the unknown - I know you can do it.

Let me know if you enjoyed this and whether this resonated or not! 💫

[helplesslypurple77]

Day 1-Wet dreams-Illumi/Reader

Notes:  btw since you also come from a famous assassin clan your last name is Yomi(shadow in japanese, but it doesnt really mean your japanese or any aithnecity) and your parents make a brief appearance. I modeled them barely after my own parents but you can pretty much put any parents over them lol

Title from ‘You Can't Hurry Love' by The Supremes

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Illumis knew you hated his guts. You walked with purpose from room to room, location to location, perfectly made up and neat in a kimono. You chatted with your assistants, handed out raises generously to the butlers, and laughed and smiled in the garden with your friends. But you barely spared him a glance. All you could muster was a small, fake smile, and maybe if you were in a good mood, a simple greeting. 

“Hello, husband.”

You ground out the word ‘husband’ like it was a curse. Illumi would simply blink, and return your greeting.

“Hello, my wife.”

You would smile that fake plastic smile that always managed to appear when he was near, and remove yourself from the situation as fast as possible. Illumi didn't mind your attitude. He had no attachments to you, you were simply a woman his parents had picked. He knew you hadn't volunteered for this, and so he simply let your barbs roll off his shoulders and carried on with his day. He was sure he had no interest in you. 

His parents had raised him not to fall for pretty women with pretty smiles. Pretty smiles that were never tossed his way. 

He remembered so clearly your first meeting. Years ago, when you were both younger, when you were softer, when you smiled at him.

♡♡♡

“Straighten your collar.” Mother said. Illumis back twitched, reaching up to fiddle with the black collar of his kimono, pulling the white of his undershirt slightly, so it peaked over the outer collar. He felt stiff and trapped. And hot. Mother had combed his shoulder length hair neatly, so it fell prettily around his neck. Illumi felt like a bird, forced to preen for the sake of his parents. eighteen was too young to be engaged. Illumi frowned, brows furrowing across his pale skin.

“Tell me mother,” He asks. “Why must I do this? Why not Miluki.”

His mother cocks an eyebrow, standing across the small waiting room of their house. They are waiting for the guests.

“You're the most presentable of my children,” Kikyo said, straightening the hem of her dark purple kimono. Her eye visor blinked. “Straighten your back and try to make a good impression. That wedding Kimono was your fathers.”

Illumi raises his arm to run a hand through his hair, but freezes and Kikyo's glare. He lowers his hand back down slowly. Kikyo folds her hands delicately across her lap

“You know how important this alliance is, Illumi.” She scolds, “her family will be a vital asset.”

Illumi nods stiffly, adjusting his black haori. He doesn't want to marry. He doesn't want someone tying him down. 

“Excited, son?” Silva has arrived, Zeno grumbling behind him. Illumi shakes his head.

“I don't want to marry,” He protests. SIlva laughs, landing a hand on Illumis shoulder.

“I know, but this match is quite important to the future of the Zoldyck clan.” He explains, patting Illumi gently on the shoulder. “Name is a powerful woman, whose talent will certainly be useful in the future. Not to mention an alliance with her family is ideal for us.”

Illumi nods obediently, absorbing the information. But nothing they say truly makes him want to do this. Silva laughs.

“Don't be too upset, son. I hear she's very beautiful.” He says with a chuckle, giving Illumi one last pat on the back, and moving towards Kikyo. She eyes him up and down, taking in his work attire, and sighs a great, gusty sigh. Before she can complain, the main door opens with a slam. They're here.

Kikyo stands tall, Silva next to her, Illumi beside him, Zeno on his other side. They stand in a neat line. Awaiting their visitors.

Illumi can make out five figures. Two silent handmaidens clothed in dark blue kimonos, sharp eyes demurely pointed down. Their obviously trained bodyguards. They walk in front of the three figures, deceptive smiles on their faces. 

Next come two older figures. A tall, muscled man, who glares around the room. And a shorter woman, who smiles almost too kindly. They must be your parents, the leaders of your family. And before the, almost surrounded, almost protected, is a figure clothed in white and red.

You stand out brilliantly against the blues and blacks of the backgrounds, the white and red of your kimono almost glowing in the lamplight. But what strikes Illumi silent, is your face. You are beautiful. Illumi feels a weird beating in his chest. Your eyes dart nervously from person to person, never quite landing on him. Illumi fights down the odd desire to move forward, to do something. He doesn't know what. Kikyo is the first to speak

“How lovely to meet you,” She says, moving forward. Your mother moves in return, smiling at Kikyo and moving forward. The adults dissolve into pleasantries. Illumi stays still, as the room springs into motion around him. All he can see is you across from, glowing and clothed in white. Spit is gathering in his mouth, and Illumi gulps it down and moves forward.

“Hello,” He says when he stands before you. He sounds like a robot. You smile shyly, ribbons of hair falling down around your shoulders.

“Hi,” You say, offering a hand. Illumi looks at it. Your hand is small and delicate, with small rounded nails. They shimmered in the light. Illumi had the urge to kiss it. You frown.

“Not one for handshakes?” You ask, disguising your disappointment with a small laugh. Illumi frowns, grabbing your hand as it recedes.

“No!” Illumi gets out a little too eargerly. You look up at him, confusion in your pretty eyes. Illumi takes your hand in his own.

Your hand is soft and the back of his neck and his ears suddenly hot. You giggle nervously as Illumi gently lowers your hand, and a pretty flush graces your cheeks. Illumi almost preens like a bird. You liked him. He liked that. He liked you. 

“We haven't introduced ourselves properly,” You say, a smile gracing your painted lips, Illumis eyes follow the movement. He feels strangely hungry. 

“Yes,” He says. You wait, and when the silence continues, you speak first.

“I am Name Lastname, oldest daughter of the Yomi family.” You say. Your name is as pretty as you. Illumi nods.

“Illumi Zoldyck, eldest son of the Zoldyke family.” He says. You smile again, posture relaxing a little. Illumis eyes catch on the flash of skin as your collar slides down a bit. He can see a hint of collarbone.

“It's nice to meet you, Illumi,” You say. He likes the way your mouth forms the syllables of his name.

“You too, Name.” He returns. He still sounds like a robot, but as you smile, he feels himself relax a bit. The adults are still chatting around you, in a small circle as they talk about anything and everything, but all he can see is you in front of him. Suddenly, marriage doesn't sound so bad.

“Do you, um, want a tour?” he asks, his voice cracking a bit, he hopes you don't notice. A grin lights up your face, and you nod happily.

Oh yes,” You say, “i'd love one.”

Illumi almost smiles, but instead offers his arm. For a moment, he worries your won't take it. You’ll scoff and roll your eyes and leave to marry a much nicer boy—

Your hand wraps around his arm, heating his cold skin. Illumi shivers. As he leads you through the archway and deeper into the house, he can feel your presence next to him. The scent of your perfume lingers in the air. Intoxicating. Illumi feels hot, flustered, and emberassed. And for the first time in a while, happy.

“Well, what do we have here.” 

Illumi looks up, already dreading the sight he knows hes gonna see. Sure enough, Hisoka stands before him, wearing jeans and a black tutrleneck and grinning like the cat that got the cream.

Illumi frowns.

“Whose this?” You asks. Your peartched beside him on the couch of the library, hands folded neatly in your lap. Illumi holds back a groan as Hisokas eyes slide to you. His eyes take you in, your pretty face and your white wedding kimono, and he smirks. 

“Yeah Illumi, introduce me to your pretty lady friend.” Hisoka says. You giggle, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Illumi’s stomach sinks. 

“This is Name, my fiance.” he says. “Name, meet Hisoka.”

“Hi,” You say, offering your hand to shake. Hisoka grins. 

“Positivly enchanted to meet you.” Hisoka says, and grips your hand in his pale fingers, bringing it up to press a kiss to the top. Illumi glares. You giggle again, as the tips of Hisokas red hair brushes your wrist. Illumi glares harder. After what feels like forever, Hisoka recedes, and Illumi watches your hand fall back into your lap. 

“So, Illumi.” Hisoka says, plopping between the two of you. “You didint tell me you were engaged.”

“In his defense, we just got engageed today.” You say, and Illumi is certain he can spot a blush across your cheeks. He curses Hisoka as you continue. “Are you guys close?”

“No.” Illumi says. HIsoka pouts very fakely.

“How rude.” He says, and illumi digs his finger into Hisokas side as the man leans over, stage whispering into your ear.  “Im his only friend. Hes embarrassed.”

“I see,” You say with a laugh. “How old are you Hisoka?”

“20.” Hisoka says, swiping his hair away from his face. 

“Oh, your older than us, huh.” You say, smiling much to nicely for Illumis liking. You sound like your enjoying yourself, and that makes him feel weird. 

“You must be the same age as Illumi?” Hisoka asks. He continues at your nod. “Your so pretty and socialable, hes lucky..”

You laugh. Hisoka winks. Illumi jabs a second finger into Hisoka’s side.

“Thanks, your handsome too.” You say. “And very funny. Both of you are.”

Illumi digs a third finger into Hisoka’s side, but it only seems to egg him on. He only shoots Illumi a gleeful grin, then turns back to you.

“Why thank you, dear—”

“Im going to talk to him alone for a moment.” Illumi interrupts him, yaking him by his hair and dragging him away.

“Alright.” You say, waving them away with a smile.

Hisoka blows you a kiss, and Illumi yanks his hair harder, dragging him around a nearby bookcase, and release the hair like it had burned him. Hisoka is grinning from ear to ear.

“You jealous.” He says

“No!” Illumi shouts, then looks around frantically, before shaking his head. “No.” He repeats more calmly.

“Dont be embarrassed,” Hisoka says, leaning against the bookcase. “Its only natural to be jealous of me after all.” 

He runs a hand through his hair with a grin. Illumi fake gags. 

“Im not jealous.” Illumi says, doing his best to maintain his eaven tone.

“Oh really” Hisoki says, raising an eyebrow into his hairline. “Can i kiss her then?”

Illumi knows it bait. Hisoka is only doing this to annoy him, or taunt him. He always does shit like this. But he still feels all wierd. Illumi takes a deep breath.

“I dont care.” He says, putting on his best performance. “I dont even like her.”

“Oh yeah?” Hisoka asks, folding his arms. “You dont think shes pretty?”

“She’s unremarkable.” Illumi suplies, Hisoka doesnt look like he believes him, so he tries his best. “In everything, from looks to talents, she seems unfit to marry into this family!”

Hisoka’s eyebrow creeps higher and higher, but Illumi maintains his blank stair until he with a sigh. Theres silence for a moment, until Hisoka pushes off the bookcase, 

“If you really dont mind, i think i will kiss her.” He says, walking back the way they came. 

Illumi moves suddenly, grabbing Hisokas arm in a death grip. Hisoka turns around with a smirk, and sudcenly, Illumi understands hes been got.

“So you do li—”

“Shut up.” Illumi grinds out. “Dont tell.”

Hisoka grins. “Sure.”

♡♡♡

You never were friendly with him after that. You had vanished when he and Hisoka had returned, and you were cold and standoffish in the times he saw you, both before the wedding and in the two years that had passed after it. Illumi didint mind. Not a bit.

His chest feels a bit weird. Illumi brings his hand up, feeling above his heart. Maybe he was injured on todays mission.

He should check that out when he gets back to his quarters. Illumi walks down the long hallway, pausing for a split second in front of the only other door. Your door. You wouldnt want to see him. Still Illumi feels the urge to open your door, go in and see what you were doing. You were probably getting ready for bed. Illumi should just go to his room. With a huff of breath Illumi continues down the hallway and closes his door behin him. His chest is hurting more. He shrugs of his top, pocking at the skin over his heart. Oddly enough, theres no wound, only a few minor cuts on his side and abs. 

“Illumi? I need to speake with you.” He hears your voice, coming from the connecting door between your room and his. His heart suddenly feels better.

“Come in.” He says. You enter, closing the door behind you with a creak. The hinges must be rusted. Your eyes skan him up and down taking in his half naked state.

“Why are you shirtless.” You say. Your ears are red, you must be hot.

Illumi gestures at his chest. “Injuries. What did you need to speak with me about?”

You ignore the first part, moving forward with worry. “Your injured?” You say, looking around the room. “Wheres your first aid kit. Ill help.”

“Theres no need.” Illumi protests. 

You glare. “Am i that incompetent? Just let me do it.” you say, hands on your hips. Your wearing some satin nightgown thing. Its black, and the silky fabric stops high up on your thighs, fluttering distractingly. The fabric draws his eyes to the unbleamashed skin of your thighs. 

You tap your foot on the floor. “First aid box?”

“In the bedside drawer.” Illumi settles back onto the bed with a sigh, you march over, first aid box in your vengeful hands and plop it down onto the bed. Rummaging through it, you find some alcohol and dab it onto a cotton pad. Illumi feels your breath on his skin as you bed over, disinfecting his first wound. He feels weird.

“You wanted to talk to me?” He prompts, ignoring the strange feelings in his gut. The silk of your nightgown slips a little, a black strap sliding down one sholder. You move it back up. Illumi moves his eyes from the movement. 

“Oh yeah,” You say, gentle hands placing a bandaid on his wound. “I had tea with Kikyo this afternoon.”

Illumi frowns. Kikyo loves you, and always makes sure to assure him hes lucky to have you. Whenever the two of you have tea, its sure to prelude an angry summon and admonishment. His mother believed he wasnt working hard enough on your relationship. Illumi knew you would prefer he just leave you alone. His mother always rambled on about how you were hurt, and he was a fool. Illumi was not a fool.

“Fun.” Illumi says. You move to disinfect another wound.  “How is she.”

“Good. She wants grandchildren.” You say. Your neck is also red. Illumi coughs.

“Are you hot?” Illumi asks. You frown in confusion.

“No?” You say. You look up, and Illumi watches the lace slide across the top of your boobs. He digs a hand into his thigh, trying to mute the arousal starting to creep through his body. He deosnt know much of sexual activity, but he certainly knoews this feeling. 

“Ok.” Illumi says. You put one of his brothers discarded little mermaid bandaids on the cut under his left pec. He shivers involuntarily when your nails scrape his skin. “I can get grandchildren.”

You jerck up, a shocked expression on your face. “What?” Your face is flushed, the cotton pad dangling close to falling from your hand. He feels himself swell up, body heating with the things he had implied, and prays you dont notice. Illumi frowns his, heat gathering in his face. 

“I can go steal some.” He explains, “Hisoka meantoned a friend of his who—”

“No Illumi.” You say, laughing a little. Illumi is proud he made you laugh. You move back towards him with the cotton pad as you continue. “How is Hisoka doing?”

“Fine.” Illumi says. He feels all grumply all of a sudden, and his heart is hurting again. “Hes fighting at Heavens Arena appearently.”

“That sounds perfect for him.” You say with another chuckle. Illumi feels his fingers dig into his palm, and relaxes them slowly. The arousal, which had faded slightly at Hisoka’s name, comes back in full force as your hands return and you lean down. Illumi gets and eyefull of your boobs, cupped in a plane black braw under the black lace. He looks up abruptly, begging you dont notice. You would probably never talk to him again if he made his arousal obvious. Thankfully your too busy tending to his wounds to notice.

“Anyway, Kikyo gave me something to give to you.” You say, your hand pressing a third bandaid, this one of lego batman, onto his abs. You smooth over it, hands lingering for what feels like hours on his abs. Illumi resists the urge to grab your wrists and guid them a few inches lower, to the part of him that really, really wants it. You sigh, pulling back

“There, all done.” You say.

Illumi feels both let down and relieved as you pull away, as your scent fades away with your body. Suddenly, you’re jerked to a stop.

“Illumi?” You say, glaring down pointedly. For a moment, Illumi fears you’ve discovered his obvious arousal. You’ll probably look at him in disgust or worse, storm from the room and nevver talk to him again. Illumi follows your eyes, and finds his hand has reached out to grab your wrist. He lets it go.

“What did you have to give to me?” he asks, pulling the offending hand back into his lap, trying to subtly cover any hints of his arousal.

“Oh right,” You say. “I forgot it in my room.” 

You move through the door again, and Illumi finds his eyes drawn to the sway of satin over your ass. He curses his eyes, and takes a moment to at least try to banish all signs of arousal before you retur n. 

“Here,” You say. In your hand is a vhs tape. “She said you should watch it.”

Illumi takes the tape and drops it thoughtlessly onto the bed beside him. You turn, moving back towards the door. Illumi feels the odd urge not to let you leave. Its probably the arousal talking.

“Wait.” He says impulsive. Your turn.

“Yes?” You ask, tapping a foot on the floor. “What else?”

Illumi frowns helplessly. He feels the strongest urge to keep you here with him. But your glaring at him, and he cant come up with an excuse to stop you from leaving. So he lets you go.

“Nothing.” 

The door slams behind you and his eyes sink to the Vhs tape beside him. Its obviously old, the label worn with age. It says ‘instructional tape,’. Gingerly, Illumi sets the vhs tape on his coffee table, and with sweaty hands, and arousal pumping through his body, goes to change for bed.

♡♡♡

 Your tyring to walk away from him again. Desperation fuiling his fingertips, Illumi reaches for you. If you leave now, through the black hole of a door between your rooms, he knoes he’ll never see you again. Illumi feels his fingers close around your thin wrists, jerking you to a stop. You turn, looking down at the hand wrapped around your wrist.

“What do you want, Illumi?” You ask. The black fabric of your nightgown highlights your skin, and you look so beautiful under the lowlight. Illumi finds himself taking a deep breath.

“Mother wants grandchildren.” He says, voice stilted. You nod, as he continues. “So, we should maker her some.”

You stare at him for a moment, before yanking your arm from his wrists. Illumi almost begs you to stay. You cant go, you cant reject him like this. He doesnt know if he’ll ever recover. But instead of rejecting him, you bring your hand up, tipping the strap of your night gown down your shoulder. Illumi watches as the black fabric slinks down your body, hugging your every curve as it slides down until it falls off your hips and hits the floor without a sound. Your left clothed only in your simple black bra and matching panties. Illumi feels his dick swelling with exitement in his pants as he reaches out, hands shaking to grip your waist delicately. He feels as if you might break if he grips to hard, or you might leave if he holds you too soft. You smile at him.

“I thought you’d never agree.” You say, a vision before him. Illumi feels the urge to comfort you. Gingerly, stifly, he pulls you into a hug. Your body is so much warmer than his, your temperature leaking off your skin and sinking into his own. He can smell your scent to clearly he almosts tastes it. 

“Ill do whatever you want.” Illumi says truthfully, and before the embarrassment sinks in, he pulls back enough to press a kiss to your lips.

Illumi has only ever kissed one girl. Ounce. On a dare from Hisoka. When he was thirteen. So its safe to say he doesnt have the most experience. He can tell you dont either, but that fine. You’ll figure it out together. The first press of lips is simple, just your lips colliding softly. And then the little knowledge Illumi had read begins to kick in and he moves his lips against yours. You smile against him, hands gripping his muscled shoulders as he winds his own arms around your bare waist. Your skin is so hot, hot like your breath as it collides hits his lips when the two of you pull back. 

You step backwards drawing him forward until your bug hits the bed and the two of you tumble onto it with a thud. You giggle a little, and move back in for another kiss. He can feel his body reacting to your touch, to your kiss, and as you girp his bare shoulders, he bites back a groan. He wants you so bad, he practically achs for it. 

You pull away from his lips, reaching around your back to undo the strange clasp that holds your braw together. Illumi watches in awe as you tosse it to the side, followed by your underwhere. 

“Look Illumi,” You say, grabbing his hand and tracing it down. Down your chest, through the valley of your boobs. Down your abdomen and navel and through the hair below to find something. Illumi watches in fascination as you press his fingers into a wet heat. “I want you so bad.”

Your back arches off the bed, body curving with what seams like pleasure as a small sigh escapes from your lips. Illumi feels himself twitch.

“Can i put it in?” He says, somehow sounding even more emotionless than usual. You nod, letting go of his wrist to bring your own hands to his crotch, pawing at the bulge in his pants. Illumi fights down another groan, shedding his pants and quickly as possible. Your lying on your back when he gets back, your legs propped up, and grinning. Illumi carefully grips himself, and concentrates on finding the prize you had shown him before. The wet heat is easy to find again, and Illumi carefully lines himself up before pressing himself inside.

Your mouth opens in a moan of his name, and Illumi almost lets go as he feels what must be heaven for the first time. He goes as slowly as possible, as your hands scrabble, gripping his wrists, the sheets beneath you, the nipple of your boobs until hes fully sinside of you, body between your spread legs, hands digging into the comforter on either side of you.

Strands of hair are caught in the sweat of his back, while others tumble down to brush your boobs. Illumi lets out a small groan. 

“Move,” You say. You must see his look of confusion, because you grin up through eyes hazy with arousal. “Grab my waist and thrust in and out.”

Illumi obeys, watching as your back arches, and your eys close in what must be pleasure. Its addictive to watch you, his eyes darting back and forth between your face and the places where your bodies connect. The world around him is hazy, your the focus. You always have been. The pleasure in his body is building. He feels like a chord is wrapping nots in his gut, and its going to snap. As if to match him, you grip his wrists.

“Almost there baby.” You moan. Illumi’s hips stutter as you continue. “Kiss me.”

Illumi feels himself close to loosing control, and with the last bit of his sanity, bends down to kiss your lips—

He wakes up tangled in his sheets, with the words ‘I love you’ on his lips and a wet spot staining his pants. 

After a cold shower and a long thought, Illumi decides that maybe its time to woo his wife. He sets off down the hall with his usual blank expression, but fi you looked close, there was a small bounce in his step.

.......

Endnotes: yaya first day done! btw i think the fanfic writer curse got me too, a bunch of person stuff was happening and i was already upset and i was preparing for kinktober...

and then BAM!!!

my grandma died!!!

btw if stuff is a little late thats why, cause im also sewing the dress im gonna wear, because she used to sew(im actually using her old machine)

anway, enjoy your smut dosage!!

[v6quewrlds]

what was meeting the parents for the first time like for both joe and wifey?

love this series btw 🤎

thank you so much babe! that's so sweet of you <3

she met joe's parents pretty early on in their relationship. if my mental timeline is correct, she would've met them completely by accident. like joe was in the middle of the preseason, so he was suffering from major football brain.

they hadn't seen each other in a few weeks. between the preseason and her residency, they were starved for some face-to-face time together. she was so starved, she decides the four-hour drive down to cincinnati wasn't really that bad.

even if she has to settle for a handful of hours together ,mainly spent sleeping, at least she'd be sleeping in his bed, in his arms, and waking up to his touch, kisses, and love before she'd make the four-hour drive back to cleveland. so she texts joe in the morning before she goes into the hospital, packs an overnight bag just in case.

joe, suffering from horrible football brain, sees her proposition on his way into the facility and immediately responds, "please do. i need to see you." and that's that.

what joe didn't take the time to consider, however, was the fact that his parents would be stopping by to see him as well. they had some business to attend to in cincinnati on joe's behalf. their permanent guest room was waiting for them, so of course, they'd be staying the night at his.

she's mildly confused by the car she doesn't recognize in joe's driveway, but shrugs it off, assuming it's a teammate stopping by late at night. joe has responsibilities as a leader, she rationalizes, so one of his guys losing track of time talking plays, concerns, and strategy doesn't bother her.

except it's not one of his guys, it's robin and jimmy burrow in their son's kitchen listening to his review of where the team is at going into the last game of the preseason. wifey has a key, so she lets herself in and almost cries when they turn around and see her.

it goes well, really well. robin fixes her a plate to eat, doting on her immediately, "oh, you poor thing getting here so late after a long day." jimmy is all smiles, taking shots at joe's football brain, and asking wifey about herself, assuring her that they've heard so many good things about her and have been looking forward to meeting her.

joe is smug because of course he is. even when they curl up together in his bed, wifey still upset with him not remembering the very important detail of his parents staying with him, joe's all, "i told you so" and "at least that part's over?"

as for joe meeting wifey's parents. he got a proper heads up. her sister and her family were coming back to the states for a week and she decided it was a good time to bring joe along to meet everyone all at once. he was not amused with this idea but after being reminded of how he ambushed her with his parents, he sucked it up with a begrudging smile.

wifey's family in general is very impressive. her entire family drips with success and pride, and the realization that he'll have to officially meet them kind of drives joe to the brink of insanity. especially with his knowledge that her father is generally not a fan of the nfl or football as a sport.

he secretly studies up on her family, maybe even stalks their facebook pages late at night when he can't sleep because he's crawling in his skin. on the way over to her parents' house, he all but forces her to quiz him.

"what's my mom's favorite show?"

"dynasty. too easy, next."

and he's so cocky in the car. he's feeling good, and she can see that, thinks it's so attractive that he's taken this much time to study up on her family and learn all their preferences and what they do. he's got an oversized bouquet of flowers for her mom, a bottle of her dad's favorite rum, chocolates for her sister, a signed jersey from ja'marr for her brother-in-law, and stuffed animals for her niece and nephew.

then they cross the threshold of her childhood home, and he switches. it's not obvious to her family, in fact, they don't even pick up on it. but she does. she recognizes joe cool in action. he's studied well, cracks little jokes, indulges the kids, but she sees right through him.

she sees the way his adam's apple bobs, the restlessness of his knee, the way he nervously swipes his tongue over his lips. she doesn't comment on it, doesn't make a big deal out of it but she tries her best to ease him. places a hand over his heart, tells him he's doing such a great job, stills his knee when it starts bouncing, and looks at him with those eyes that make him breathe just a little lighter.

when he asks her how he did, she holds his worried face in her hands and kisses him so softly, so gently, and that's all the confirmation he needs.

[alwayscorvus]

Hello! Can I ask Jiyan from Wuthering Waves for a reader who is not very good at expressing emotions but tries to show affection to the General.

How to be a good boyfriend

malereader x Jiyan, fluff;

I don't know how to write characters like that, sorrrrry. But I wanted to clear my inbox and since you waited a long time for it-…, at least I gave it a try. I hope it's bearable, thx 4 the request. Btw I remember that at that day I got like 3/4 reguests about Jiyan. And I hope they were all from the same anon because otherwise that would have been a little terrifying

I probably should have focused more on situations when Jiyan and reader are alone. And reader doesn't know how to compliment Jiyan, touch him, comfort or something like that and there is a lot of awkwardness in all this but I didn't know how to extend this theme so something like this came out… although, when I think about it now, a comfort scene would have been perfect. But I already wrote it soooo…. well, it's a shame for it to go to waste, maybe next time

You were never good at expressing your feelings. And that's a fact.

Maybe it was due to an environment you grew up in. Maybe it was simply a fault of your personality. Even when you tried to change it during your youth, it brought poor results and only ended up in awkward situations. In the end, instead of improving your relationship you aimed more towards ending it. And that only drove you down.

Eventually, you lost motivation and didn't feel a need to keep trying.

That's until your real serious relationship began.

You weren't sure how you managed to pair up with Jiyan. Huanglong's top general, an outstanding strategist, an unbeatable warrior. Gentle, kind, and devastatingly handsome. This man had a bunch of admirers following, who squealed and clapped at the sight of him, sent love confessions, presented him with flowers and chocolates. You didn't know what you had done to stand out from the crowd. However, you really loved Jiyan and wanted to show it to him at all costs. And it wasn't just jealousy and insecurity anymore, a desire to keep him with you. You simply wanted to appreciate Jiyan, because he really deserved it. And to your horror, he often forgotten about that.

You weren't sure where to start. So you sought knowledge from Ningwei. He had known Jiyan way longer than you, was older, more experienced and, despite his pretended harshness, you could see that he sincerely cared about general's well-being.

Of course, at that time, your and Jiyan's relationship wasn't official. That's why you felt at ease getting advice about love matters. Sure, you needed a few glasses of something stronger to get over with it. But at least your moral hangover for the next day wasn't as severe as you might have assumed.

First advice. Simplest one but at the same time the most important. Take care of him, show that you care about his health and well-being.

You thought, analyzed and proceeded to act.

On one extremely rough Friday morning, you brewed Jiyan a hot linden tea, made from your own hand-picked leaves and brought it to his desk. He sat there overwhelmed with new informations, gathered by spies in enemy camp. General, too focused on soldiers' secret intelligence, didn't even spare you with a glance. He just automatically reached for a teacup, used to similar actions made by his assistants. You caught on and moved away into the shadows.

In the afternoon, you decided to cook something for him by yourself. After all, you noticed that Jiyan hadn't visited the canteen, even though buffet table had already begun to shine with emptiness. Final results weren't really spectacular, but you truly made an effort. You didn't burn anything and only used general's favorite ingredients. You also brought finished dish to his office. This time you found general intensively stamping new orders and proofs of transactions. You quietly placed a box on the edge of a massive piece of furniture as to not disturb your partner. Again you didn't say a word, and again he didn't seem to acknowledge you.

He too busy and overwhelmed with his responsibilities.

You too embarrassed and with a lack of courage.

Food managed to get cold.

In the evening, you barged into his bedroom before he could even return. You aired out a room, made the bed with fresh sheets and placed on bedside tables a bunch of daisies that you had collected by yourself.

When you finally finished, proud of your work, Jiyan managed to come back. Though surprised, at the sight of you he smiled affectionately. He placed a brief kiss on your lips. And without even looking around, began to pull off his clothes as quickly as possible. As soon as he arranged them neatly on an empty chair, he threw himself with a bang on a fluffy duvets. Before he could even say anything, you heard a quiet snores of your exhausted partner.

You blew out the candles.

Discouraged, you moved on to plan B. Since that's not working, just try asking him out somewhere. What would be a more obvious display of interest than going out on a date?

You listened and ended up doing exactly as you were told. Or at least you thought you did.

Walking around the city together at night, in the glow of festival lights. Feeding each other snacks from street stalls, participating in silly games and buying souvenirs. Could there be anything more romantic?

Well…

Probably in sub-points of your action plan you skipped a lessons on how to formulate invitations, because Jiyan clearly didn't understand your intentions.

He didn't show up at the meeting alone but with an escort. And not because he was looking for some duennas. He genuinely thought that you wanted to spend time with the rest of the team, to get to know each other more. And Jiyan's person familiar to both sides was the perfect excuse for this. So general, despite him not being fond of such forms of spending time, agreed without hesitation. Just to make you happy. As suited for an ideal and loving partner.

You felt angry. Though you didn't really know at whom. At yourself or Ningwei, who graced you with completely useless advice.

Nevertheless, you decided to listen to him again. Third advice. Last chance. What is the most basic form of showing affection among couples? Touch, of course.

On one hand such a simple thing but on the other… Not sure if there was something you were more hopeless at. In any situation that required you to disturb someone else's personal space you became so awkward. Should you make eye contact first? Put some effort into a conversation? Or go straight for it?

Where should you put your hand? On the shoulder? Thigh? Palm of his hand? Won't Jiyan feel uncomfortable because of this? Do you even know how to do it? Squeezing a person is probably different from grabbing an apple or a glass. You have to adjust the force. But how? Will you be able to do it smoothly? Won't you come out looking stupid in the process? How do others do this?!

But most importantly. How to sense the right moment?

All these thoughts were boiling in your head, folding into one irregular piece. Every now and then, another uncertainty of doubt came to the front.

Out of frustration, you let out a loud growl, dropping your back onto a soft grass.

-Are you all right?

Your partner asked, in that caring voice of his, usually dedicated only to you. A wave of heartbreak and a sense of unfairness swept through you. How was he so good at this? At first, he seemed so quiet, so remote. But now, after getting to know each other better, you always feel loved in his company.

If only you had known that at that moment Jiyan felt exactly the same...

-Oh, nothing nothing- you laughed awkwardly, trying to hide your embarrassment.

Lately, instead of improving your relationship, you seemed to achieve something completely different.

You sighed and looked around to the side. Sunset, flowery meadow, only you and Jiyan alone.

If books weren't lying to you then this situation was perfect.

And then there were your hands. Literally inches from each other.

You gently lifted your little finger upward. An inch to the side. First one, then second.

Inch. Inch-

One more move and it would be over. You would finally take the first step. You would finally show Jiyan that he wasn't indifferent to you, that you were also capable of showing affection.

You wanted to pour on him everything that you hid so deeply inside. If only you knew how-

You closed your eyes to make one last move.

Your hand began to oddly twitch. You swallowed your saliva heavily.

Another step. A little more- A little bit-

You didn't give up. It's not like you never held hands, right? How was this situation any different from all the others?

Oh, right. This time it was you who initiated a gesture.

You felt how some of your small veins began to pulsate from concentration.

However, you were already so close. Even though your hand was trembling like crazy.

But general was faster. With a sweeping motion, he rose to his feet. Totally unaware of the small battle you had just experienced.

-Time to go, don't you think, my love?

He smiled sincerely at you and extended a hand, wanting to help you stand up.

Here we go again… Why did such things come so effortlessly to him…

Jiyan shyly asked if you would like to spend the night with him. You, resigned with your recent failed attempts, didn't take it too much into your head and just automatically nodded.

That's how you ended up in his bedroom.

Bathed and dressed, you both sat covered in warm blankets. While general gazed at you with expectations you stared dully at the wall in front of you.

You furrowed your brows. You had had enough of this.

You remembered why you had failed in all the previous years. It just wasn't that easy after all. Or at least not for you.

-Is everything alright?

-Yes. No. I mean-… I don't know myself. I just want to say that-… -with disappointed expression you looked straight into Jiyan's eyes- You know how much I love you, right?

General got drenched in a cold sweat. That's not what he expected, and he feared of where this conversation might have been heading.

-Of course. Something happened?

-Nothing, except that despite my best efforts I don't know how to show it to you -frustrated, you growled once again. Lately you were getting into a dangerous habit- I appreciate you so much and I can't believe that we are together but you can't see it, because I'm doing everything wrong -one more minute and you will bring yourself to tears from this anxiety

-I was cooking, cleaning, trying to arrange a date. For Jue sake. I even asked Ningwei for help. And believe me, it wasn't a good idea. But everything for nothing

-I never know if the timing is right or what sort of gesture will be most appropriate. I can't comfort you or convey what I feel.

While you were flooding yourself with a torrent of words, more cogs began to shift in general's head. Until finally something clicked.

Ashamed, he bit his lower lip. This time, he was caught up with insecurity and a desire to work on himself.

However, he couldn't let the two of you worry. He immediately moved into action.

While you showered him with more confessions, Jiyan grabbed your face firmly in his hands and tried to bring you back to reality.

-Hey Hey. That's enough -he summoned a small encouraging smile- If we're already talking about problems with showing feelings, don't forget about me. Because not a single person that I know would say that I'm good at it. And there's nothing wrong with that. Or at least I hope so.

-I thought we both settled for it. That it's just who you are. After all, I know that deep inside, you love me very much and that's why I am with you. And no gestures will change that.

-But if you care so much about showing it, I'll only be more than happy to be your guinea pig - he gave a silly laugh- We don't have to start with anything big. If you want to do something, but don't know how, all you have to do is ask me and together we'll come up with a solution. Eventually it will get into your habit and you will reach perfection. We will reach perfection. After all, I believe that we can work on each other together, right?

-Right -you nodded with evident calmness.

You remembered again how quiet Jiyan was at the beginning when you met him. How rarely he allowed himself to show any feelings. And you understood how much that statement must have cost him.

Without a second thought, in a spur of moment you locked him in a tight hug.

You didn't know if it was the right thing to do, or if you were doing it properly.

You just felt this sudden urge.

Without letting go of each other's arms you both settled down onto the mattress.

-As for the tea, it was delicious, different from the rest, and this sheets… oh they smelled overly wonderful. Kind of like flowers? You definitely didn't use our military laundry detergent - Jiyan smiled under his breath with satisfaction.

So-…. he knew. All along. You hugged him tighter.

Fourth piece of advice. This time from you. Sometimes a simple conversation is more than enough.

[bloomzone]

GLOW UP DIARY:#3 the power of self-care

"If you don't have a dream, that's okay too. It's possible not to have a dream. If you're happy, that's all that matters"

-Suga

heyy sparkles...so today it's the third part of the glow up and thank you so so much T-T for the support in the second part

Edit: haircare,nail care is for apparence part I focused on routines,skincare,body care in this part (I'm so busy these days T-T<3)

© bloomzone

#3 SELF CARE

✉️ : Self-care includes activities like eating well, exercising, and relaxing to maintain physical, mental, and emotional health. It's essential for managing stress and enhancing overall well-being.

Self-care is essential for maintaining balance

﹙ ✿ ﹚Taking care of yourself is about finding simple, comforting routines that make you feel good. Start with small steps, like taking a relaxing bath,do ur skincare , journal...Prioritize these moments and remember that they are just as important as anything else on your to-do list. Celebrate your progress, no matter how small, and choose activities that genuinely make you happy. Listen to your body and give yourself the rest and care you need. By focusing on what brings you comfort and joy, you'll create a self-care routine that feels natural and rewarding.

HOW TO START SELF-CARE ?

Have a routine: It is really important to have a routine because if not you could have bad sleeping, be tired all day, get boredeasily, won't be able to finish responsibilities, it can bring you bad self esteem, unmotivated and in general is a complete mess.

Example of a routine (by me)

summer version.

⏰( wake up at 4:30am to pray ifajr if u are a Muslim :) )

♡ ﾟwake up at 9:30am

♡ ﾟmake bed

♡ ﾟdrink water

♡ ﾟmorning stretch 15min

♡ ﾟskincare/quick shower

♡ ﾟbreakfast

♡ ﾟhelp mom if needed

♡ ﾟphone time

⏰(pray duhr if u are Muslim:) )

♡ ﾟlunch time

♡ ﾟnap

♡ ﾟfull workout

⏰(pray asr if you are Muslim:) )

♡ ﾟstart learning a language,see friends or simply watch a movie

⏰(pray Maghrib if you are a Muslim :) )

♡ ﾟhelp mom cooking dinner

♡ ﾟwash dishes

♡ ﾟcheck social

♡ ﾟskincare

♡ ﾟget ready for bed

♡ ﾟsleep at 10pm

Things u can add to your routine :

cleaning ur room

- wardrobe

- desk

cooking

- I will share my fav recipes in next blogs 🤫

set goals for next year

- academic goals

- life goals ( saving money,body goal ...)

sunday self care day routine

summer version

⏰( salat al fajr + reading Quran for Muslims)

♡ ﾟwake up at 9am

♡ ﾟdo ur bed

♡ ﾟmeditation

♡ ﾟskincare + face mask

♡ ﾟjournal/affirmations

♡ ﾟice coffee/tea

♡ ﾟmorning stretch 15min

♡ ﾟbreakfast

♡ ﾟhelp in cleaning

♡ ﾟwear ur fit

♡ ﾟgo shopping

⏰(pray duhr in masjid if u luv to :) )

♡ ﾟlunch

♡ ﾟfull workout

📍everything shower time

- hair mask

- shave

- body care

📍after shower

- dry your hair

- clean/paint ur nails

- wear ur comfy pyjamas

♡ ﾟwatch a movie

⏰(pray Maghrib if you are Muslim)

♡ ﾟquality time with ur family/friends

📍get ready for bed

- write down what u achieve this week

- affirmations

⏰(pray Isha if u are Muslim)

♡ ﾟskincare

♡ ﾟget ur beauty sleep at 10pm

SELF-CARE BODYCARE AND SKINCARE

1.skincare

﹙ ✿ ﹚ I know that we all love shopping and buying things because it's pink or aesthetic or it's just because it's a famous products NO NO this wroong u don't need to buy a whole truck of innisfree products because it's pink or glow recipe buy products that will work for u if u have acnes and ur face hurt everytime u try to sleep or u wanna just wash it,visit a dermatologist he will give the product that ur skin need to heal again. (As a girl with strict parents hhh they didn't let me go I'm 16yo btw),so I start to buy random products until I found the perfect one for my skin (I have a terrible TERRIBLE oily skin)+ if u are 12-18 don't use serum's without permission of doctor u will just broke ur skin texture I bought ordinary serum and it just make my skin worst + it's an expansive sht ☠️

How to get rid of acne ?

♡ ⠀skincare secrets !

⊹ ‧avoid junk food

⊹ ‧fresh vegetables and fruits

⊹ ‧icing your face

⊹ ‧clay mask (recommended by me)

⊹ ‧avoid using a lot of skincare products

⊹ ‧ simplify ur skincare routine ( cleanser,toner, moisturizer)

⊹ ‧get 7-8 hour of sleep

⊹ ‧rice water

⊹ ‧don't sleep with ur make up

⊹ ‧stay hydrate

⊹ ‧change ur pillowcase (one in a week)

⊹ ‧ cucumber slice as a mask

⊹ ‧don't touch ur face

♡   Item you need

⊹ ‧pimples patches

⊹ ‧silicone facial cleaner (for deep cleaning)

⊹ ‧headband (keep ur hair up always)

2.BODY CARE

﹙ ✿ ﹚ Taking care of your body is a vital part of feeling your best, both inside and out. A good body care routine can boost your confidence and help you embrace your natural beauty. Body care is also about self-love and taking time for yourself amidst a busy schedule remember girlie every skin type is beautiful, and finding the right routine can enhance your natural glow.

♡   Body care secrets

⊹ ‧ don't shave (ur body)early until u are in the right age (+17) , if u are not a hairy girl no need to shave :)

⊹ ‧ shower everyday (don't wash ur hair )

⊹ ‧ choose the right body wash (nivea,vaseline >>)

⊹ ‧ stay hydrate avoid junk foods to protect ur body skin from pimples

⊹ ‧Exfoliate your skin 1-2 times a week to remove dead skin cells and promote cell renewal. Use a gentle scrub suitable for your skin type (coconut oil brown sugar >>)

💌 : How to shave ur leg and have a smooth soft skin

1- soak ur leg in warm water for (3 to 5 min) to make ur skin ready

2- use ur fav body scrub and exfoliate your body from death skin

3- use something like body oil or shaving cream and find a good razor at least 3 blades (venus Gillette is on top)

4- shave with slow don't be harsh,long strock and don't forget to wash the razor everytime

5- after drying ur legs use any lotion u like to give the skin the extra moisture + using baby oil to avoid strawberry legs

⊹ ‧ Choose body care products that are free from harsh chemicals and fragrances Opt for natural and gentle ingredients stay healthy girlie

⊹ ‧ avoid very hot water

⊹ ‧ Use natural oils like coconut oil, almond oil, or jojoba oil for deep hydration. Apply them after a shower or use them as an overnight treatment for extra softness.

♡   item you need

⊹ ‧ dry brush

⊹ ‧ loofah

⊹ ‧ natural soap (for ur 🐱)

⊹ ‧ razor pack

⊹ ‧ body scrub

⊹ ‧ body wash

⊹ ‧ africain exfoliating nets

⊹ ‧ body moisturizer

⊹ ‧ Shea butter

⊹ ‧ Epsom salt

ıllı ⠀ : ⠀Self-care is essential for every girl to nurture her mind, body, and spirit. Taking time for yourself isn’t selfish; it’s necessary. Whether it's indulging in a relaxing bath, practicing mindfulness, or simply taking a break to read a good book, these moments help recharge your energy and boost your confidence. Remember, you deserve to feel good and be happy. Prioritizing self-care allows you to show up as your best self in every area of your life. So, take a deep breath, put yourself first, and watch how everything else falls into place. Ilvy sm ⠀ ♡ ⠀ !!

© bloomzone

[hussyknee]

Applying a conservative estimate of four indirect deaths per one direct death9 to the 37 396 deaths reported, it is not implausible to estimate that up to 186 000 or even more deaths could be attributable to the current conflict in Gaza. Using the 2022 Gaza Strip population estimate of 2 375 259, this would translate to 7·9% of the total population in the Gaza Strip

(Source: The Lancet)

The Lancet is one of the oldest and highest impact peer-reviewed medical journals in the world. Deliberate undercounting of deaths is a key feature of genocides.

The Electronic Intifada estimated it at 193,000 a few days before.

The reported number of martyrs on Wednesday this week was 37,718. It’s important to note that this number only includes martyrs who have been identified by name and civil ID number through the beleaguered health ministry in Gaza. Given the breakdown of reporting systems due to heavy destruction of infrastructure and personnel, this number, even with its limited parameters, is a gross underestimation. Based on more accurate figures of approximately 370 people killed daily, multiplied by 264 days of genocide, the actual number is closer to 97,680 martyred. (Per OCHA estimate of 15 martyrs per hour: Over the course of 264 days, which amounts to 6,336 hours, this number would roughly be 95,040).

...

Based on these estimates, both conservative and data-driven, respectively, the actual figures are likely as follows: • 377,280 buildings destroyed completely or partially • 95,040—97,680 martyred • 221,760 injured • 24,750 dead or dying from starvation • 42,000 missing (presumed dead, kidnapped by Israel’s occupying forces or possibly trafficked). The following ranges represent conservative estimate or lower range of data-driven population estimates: • 17,050—94,049 with chronic illnesses dead from lack of medication • 14,408—255,985 dead from epidemics resulting from Israel’s assault This means the actual number of dead is closer to 194,768—511,824 people, with 221,760 injured. And counting.

(Source: The Electronic Intifada)

Israel surrounded the last remaining hospital in the Gaza Strip with tanks and ordered it evacuated and shut down 12 hours ago.

If you still want to believe the pussy-footing toll of counted and reported deaths that can stand up to Western propaganda, after nine fucking months of dropping more than 70,000 tons of bombs on a 41 kilometer strip, exceeding World War II bombings in Dresden, Hamburg, London combined, rather than the statistical breakdown of humanitarian orgs and medical journals, then have at. There's no point telling you to believe the victims and question your own biases towards your own heavily propagandized establishments.

But if you can do basic math, then please use The Lancet's estimated death toll. The massacre of 8% of the Gaza Strip is a conservative estimate and still apocalyptic. Resist all attempts to diminish it. Remember that this is the result of the United States's obstruction of justice and open-handed abetting of genocidaires. Keep fighting.

Btw:

While the war itself is estimated to have generated between 420,265 and 652,552 tonnes of carbon dioxide equivalent (CO2e) so far—equivalent to burning more than 1.5 million barrels of oil—this figure soars to more than 61 million tonnes when pre-and post-war construction and reconstruction are included. This is more than the annual emissions of 135 individual nations—but there is currently no legal obligation for militaries to report or be held accountable for their emissions.

(Source: EuroNews)

[oacest]

for someone whos about to have a lot of time on their hands what would you recommend as top oasis gigs to watch (excluding knebworth, corestates, the whiskey, wembley as obvious ones) as you guys seem to have seen a lot of them

YESSSS what a glorious request! we've been training our whole lives 13 months for this moment. gonna take this opportunity to make a general rec list for anyone who might be interested, so pls forgive the inclusion of ones you've already mentioned.

(DISCLAIMER btw that some of these shows were filmed by an audience member with a heinous 90s camcorder, so prepare yourself to endure and eventually enjoy some potato quality recordings. the proshot ones aren't usually much better tbh. accept it, embrace it, love it.)

VITAL OASIS GIG WATCHING (an inexhaustive primer)

knebworth [night one] [night two]. self explanatory. if you haven't seen knebworth idek what to tell you. god tier. they weren't just sipping the good juice this weekend they were chugging it in a competitive keg stand. HIGHLY HIGHLY recommend watching both nights ofc but if you only watch one, make it the second. they pop off juuuust a little harder, the vibes are flawless, and also liam's wearing patsy's huge white sweater because he's a fashion queen he supposedly forgot to pack enough clothes for the weekend <3 <3 <3

g-mex, 1997. this is the show that made me fall crazy in love with bhn. it's the sweatiest liam's ever been and that's saying a LOT. contains this classic moment of liam tenderly toweling the sweat from noel's face between songs. liam's vocals on don't go away literally drove bal to tears.

wembley night one, 2000. let's not speak of night two, but night one was unbelievably good, they both looked the hottest they've ever looked, and noel was flirting haaaardcore with someone (sara???) sidestage/in the audience between songs the whole time.

maine road night one, 1996. both nights are superb and should definitely be watched, but if we're narrowing it down to one or the other, night one contains liam teasing noel about dedicating wonderwall to meg and noel retorting that liam's just peeved bc it's not for him. which could mean nothing.

earl's court, 1995. of "we had sex last night" + afterparty kissing fame. also liam does (for, as far as we know, the first and only time ever) octopus's garden during whatever, which is sooooo important.

corestates, 1996, aka drunk philly. theeee gig of all time in our opinion. an absolute disaster from start to finish 😍. they roll onstage so drunk they can barely walk, much less remember how any of the songs go, and it only gets better from there. not necessarily recommending this one for beginners bc it's more fun if you're familiar with all the songs/interpreting mancunian slurring/their normal onstage behaviour so that the true insanity of what transpires can hit you in full. you may already be familiar with liam getting scared by noel's woos, giving noel a kiss between songs, or noel playing guitar on his knees to liam's utter delight, but every single minute of this show contains something equally as ridiculous, hilarious, and endearing. best viewed with friends imo. and very important to remember that it took place a mere three weeks after knebworth lmao.

radio city music hall, 2000. this one's solid in general but it's included here largely bc noel is high as absolute fuck and basically having sex with his guitar the entire show. particularly during gas panic.

the white room, 1995. competes with g-mex for liam sweatiness factor. everyone here is thirsty beyond belief, most of all the camera operator and editing team. from the general aura it seems likely liam and noel were in the middle of a furious fucking fight immediately beforehand. liam's entire existence in this one defies description. it's less than half an hour, so well worth a quick watch.

glastonbury, 1994. can only find this incomplete version online, so it's also less than half an hour. classic for a reason! liam is so cute in his preppy little sweater with the buttondown collar underneath that andy, who was there with ride at the time, imprinted on it immediately and recalled it years later. mood.

jools holland, 2000. absolute thirst trap of a show. features liam reminding everyone to wear a condom. 👍

nyc hammerstein, 1997. fun fact, any proshot film release of fade in-out from this era features the dubbed audio from this gig, because it's just that fucking good. plus liam's wearing a very silly newsboy cap.

lille, 1997. aka drunk france. very charming, very fun, less chaotic than drunk philly but contains some excellent groping, and liam falling over 🥰.

barrowlands, 2001. really fucking great. noel looks like this. (can't find the full show on youtube but bilibili.com is your best friend when it comes to locating slightly obscure gigs and interviews. let's all say thank you to chinese fans, who work harder than god.)

nippon budokan, 1998. noel does the most astonishing acoustic set you've ever heard in your life, including this unbelievable setting sun/fade in-out combo that will change your brain chemistry fundamentally.

manchester, 2005. despite liam's truly hideous ensemble and the generally evil vibes, this is a solid one. one of the few later years ones we've been able to bring ourselves to watch tbh. contains An Incident that compelled me to make this.

live by the sea, 1995. excellent all around and it feels unreal to have such good footage from so early. liam is unspeakably beautiful, and they get the football score delivered to them halfway through the gig bc they're embarrassing nerds.

Rock in Rio 2001. extremely solid gig, with an absolutely stunning noel solo during gas panic that builds and builds and builds...

this is only a small handful of the amazing shows out there that can and should be watched, but quite honestly you can't miss with oasis gigs. we have yet to find a single one that doesn't contain some kind of weird horniness, particularly exquisite song performance, or mindshatteringly cute moment. it's well worth just looking up "oasis live [year]" and choosing one at random. (tread carefully with anything after 2002 though lol, shit tends to get miserable.)

godspeed, happy watching!