#the dreaded self care

[starry-eyed-psychopomp]

No hate to cql or anything but every time I read a fic that has Lan Wangji be the Chief Cultivator I die inside. Because like. NO. That’s a TERRIBLE IDEA for everyone involved. First of all, Lan Zhan cannot communicate properly enough to be a politician, and his main priority is his husband. He is not suited for that role. Second of all, the novels’ implication that the next Chief Cultivator (if there even is one) would be Nie Huaisang is actually very important for Wei Wuxian’s character development?? Like, Wei Wuxian knows that Nie Huaisang is a lil conniving bitch who painstakingly arranged for the downfall of the most powerful man in the cultivation world, manipulating multiple people to their deaths (or at least emotional ruins) all for his own revenge. He knows that Nie Huaisang is capable of as much damage as Jin Guangyao, and that he’s poised to take over his seat of power. Wei Wuxian knows all of that and, very deliberately, decides not to give a fuck.

Wei Wuxian, who spent his entire life picking up the messes of other people, destroying himself in the process, only to have those same people spit in his face and make him a pariah, sees this potential Problem for the cultivation world and goes, “You know what? That’s none of my business.” and runs off to elope with his boyfriend. Like, Nie Huaisang probably won’t be as bad as Jin Guangyao. He’s been shown to have more human decency, at the very least. But he also spent the entire series expertly lying to everyone, so much so that we really don’t know what he plans to do now that he’s gotten his revenge. And you know what? That’s fine. He can fuck over all the four great sects if he’d like, because the cultivation world’s politics have been a corrupt shitshow for decades, and it’s their job to sort that shit out. It’s certainly not Wei Wuxian’s job. He’s done enough, and he deserves this one moment of selfishness. He deserves to get his own happy ending and settle down with the family he’s always wanted and not have to worry about saving all those ungrateful assholes. Wei Wuxian is at least on good terms with Nie Huaisang (it was awfully convenient that his old friend’s revenge scheme coincidentally involved resurrecting him and setting him up with his crush) and he trusts that he won’t fuck with him or his family.

And that’s good enough for him! Lan Wangji is similarly happy to spend the rest of his life with Wei Wuxian, and after 13 years of mourning he’s sure as fuck not gonna ruin his second chance to go play politics with the most obnoxious people in the world. The ideal ending for both of them is a happy marriage that mainly involves doing their own thing, night hunting together, fucking every day, and teaching the kids. Their calling, where other people are concerned, is absolutely as teachers, and nothing more.

[zephyrartz-owo]

Mental Health Tip! Don't skip meals lest you be fighting demons

[besamyaa]

[cocofetti]

8 weeks locked up y'all!!!

My life has been a whirlwind of stress and school and shit. But still I rise! Lol. Out of all the nonsense, I am so glad to be locked up and not worrying about what to do with my hair. Still keeping the routine pretty simple. I'm interlocking for maintenance because I sweat like a Baptist preacher on the third night of revival and my hair and scalp HAS to get washed! Had my first retwist (retie?) and omg, the length and growth so far! 😍😍😍

[gale-gaze]

y'all ever have such a bad year-long commission experience that you feel disgusted looking at or thinking about your own character, so you almost feel obligated to scrap your character completely so both you and your character are finally out of this bitter misery the commission has made you feel towards your own character, just so you can finally enjoy the media that you made that character for in the first place again?

[rambunctioustoons]

little personal comic. One of my biggest sources of ✨Dysphoria✨ has always been my hair. I know, the most logical way to alleviate it is to just go, deal with the awkward phase and live on.

Until it just repeats :') also future Ram of ur ever looking back on this. Do. Not. Get. A. Mullet!! Don't do it stoppppppp eeufGHFHDHSJJD stoppp for REAL do NOT

[cozy-kit-cafe]

plush book self-care

[poppy5991]

[aspirational-sword-lesbian]

was thinking about posting a bit, but with the us shitting itself and taking the rest of us with it soon, taking a break from social media for a bit is probably a good idea.

[x-selfcare]

✨Realization: I am so valuable and not everyone is allowed to touch my soul or my body✨

[dollfairy]

It's really hard to get over the childhood wound of "no one believes me or listens to me so I can't trust anyone or go to anyone for support and therefore have to handle everything myself" when that shit is still happening to me as an adult in my 30s lol

[gay-fordeath]

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[undistortedworld]

hateeeee having to rely on my mum to do everything for me still at the moment T_T feel so so soooo guilty having to ask her to help me wash and to change my dressings and to bring me meals every day and i am dreading so so soooo much having to go back to a&e at the weekend to get the stitches because the fact that i am going to be making her sit there for most likely 5+ hours when i know she despises waiting fills me with such self disgust T_T

[tinybirdsupporter]

WHAT DOES MY BLOG SAY ABOUT ME TO YOU?

Social media requires you to brand yourself. The way in which you capitalize or uncapitalize your name, what your username suggests about you, if you have congruent photos with a coherent theme, all serve to curate an image on behalf of me to you.

We brand ourselves. We post pictures to prove our attractiveness. We color code our feeds just ever so slightly to attune an image, an image we feel comfortable becoming in the eyes of others. It’s my first impression to you, and I’m already posturing for your attention— for your approval— for your adoration. Is my image agreeable to you— is it even pleasurable?

The image is curated around the potential observer, and that places the observer in the position of power. The image must be so cultivated, because it is now understood to be synonymous with the person. In this case I must be so gentle with its curation— I need to be understood as what I desire to be understood as. If I am visible, I should be contextualized, I should be understood. This is all in the hands of the observer: you may try your best to influence their perception, but that last step of remediation (your given content fed into their fundamental understanding) is all dependent on their clarity-of-mind in reference to yours (and a bit’a good timing, for sure).

To leave this in the hands of the observer is dangerous. I am more than what they could ever perceive: depth is not easily estimated from the surface, not with our incredibly shortsighted human eyes; I am more than what they could ever perceive. To build any connections off of this incredibly unstable ground is begetting failure instantly. To buy into an illusion just because it’s supplemented by collective hysteria, to roll over to the shittiest prebuilt model before any resistance given: to accept this contract is to accept your place in it. You replicate it and attach it to your very understanding of your self. It becomes you before you ever could’ve understood that it was acceptably something separate.

[knifeslidez]

i wish there was a way to make my brain quiet that doesn't involve getting blackout drunk

[cozy-kit-cafe]

plush book self-care