#rrez’s worship
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rrezshifts · 2 days ago
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i like to imagine she’s helping me resculpt my face while on testosterone 🥹 like she’s helping make the me i was born to be, a face i can look at and see myself in and loooove
How could you not love your face when Aphrodite sculpted it for you?
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rrezshifts · 2 months ago
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𝓶𝙮 𝙩𝖆𝙜 𝙨y𝙨𝙩𝙚m !!
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warning !! i’m an over organizer
# rrezshifts ᝰ.ᐟ all posts & reblogs
# rrez’s masterlists ᝰ.ᐟ my intro and reality masterlists
# rrez’s [reality name] reality ᝰ.ᐟ all posts for a specific reality you can find links to these hashtags in my reality masterlist
# rrez’s edits ᝰ.ᐟ edits i make
# rrez’s asks ᝰ.ᐟ reblogs of ask games + my answers
# rrez’s thoughts ᝰ.ᐟ random text posts
i’m unable to link the next few, because they are entirely reblogs! you can check the tags on this post for all tags !!
# rrez loves! ᝰ.ᐟ my reblogs
# rrez’s gratitude ᝰ.ᐟ often reblogs of reblogs to say thank you
# rrez’s moots ۶ৎ ᝰ.ᐟ reblogs of my mutuals posts
# rrez’s worship ᝰ.ᐟ hellenic polytheism posts
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rrezshifts · 12 days ago
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something had happened… i don’t remember what, but it upset me and made me feel like i wanted to cry. but i refused to let myself. not because i thought it was weak, i just didn’t want to admit i was hurting, i didn’t want to seal the truth of that fact. and then all of a sudden i heard an inner voice that i’ve never heard before. like it wasn’t the voice i hear with my intrusive thoughts or the voice i hear when i simply think to myself. and the voice just sternly told me “cry.” and i did. i let it all out and it made me feel so much better. the moment i heard it i knew it was persephone. i had no reason to believe so because i had never communicated with her in any way at this point. but i could feel her. i felt supported when i felt so alone.
i choose to believe that my sudden urges to cry to the gods, to vent out my frustrations, to journal about the feelings and fears i’m scared to tell others is because it’s their own influence urging me to be vulnerable and their own expression of care
i love them sm
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