#whatDoYouDo

[successloops]

'Yes, but WHAT is it that you do???'

Man, I got really tired of being asked this question from a fellow coach.

So created a blueprint illustrating one of the things I do - it turned out to be the community membership journey. I thought that was it, sorted.

Then I realized but what about the private 1 on 1 coaching I do? So I made a similar one illustrating that. Now I thought I'm done.

Then I realized but I also do more than just those - so I'd better illustrate the whole broad picture of products & services in a way that carries the intention across too.

Do you think I've covered it effectively? Let me know your thoughts.

If you'd like to know more & claim 6 free success resources, then just join a community of mover-shakers - read more about the Labyrinth Community here: https://mailchi.mp/96bc7af5b2cd/circleofsuccess

[cutebrands]

Blue or Red #blueorred #choices #whatdoyoudo #pick https://www.instagram.com/p/CpgKlRaue74/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[datamattsson]

Me: Tell people what I do for work. What they visualize:

[stochastique-blog]

Tell me what you want ! What you really really want

This is what happens when I know I am supposed to be taking a break. I’m visiting my mom, but writing is always on my mind. Also creating social media content. When you are go go go! It’s difficult to accept breaks, and time off.✌♥🌈 -AKC #writerscommunity #writersreality #writersdesk #writerslife #writersblock #fustrated #dysfunctionalmindz #rebelwriter #writersoninstagram #whatdoyoudo #fustratedartist #somedaysarebetterthanothers #fustrationisreal #wordsaremything #findingcreativity #writernerds #daysoffaretough #writerissues #findyourinnerstrength #todaynottomorrow #onedayatatime https://www.instagram.com/p/CLpBZDOBjrF/?igshid=1s47w80fgc84s

[hoshinom]

When you have what you think you've always wanted right in front of you but your mind is telling you to Run.

[obsessedwrhys]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ BROKEN FRAGMENTS

ᯓ★ Kurt finds you hurting yourself. Graphic description of cuts and scars/gore (?), SH, comfort, can be read as platonically or intimately. Reader is fem!! (I do not condone to anything in this fic. I just wanted to provide comfort to those who need the love they deserve.)

۫ ꣑ৎ Please reach out to someone if you're going through a tough time. Do not suffer in silence. YOU deserve to feel safe just like many others. Warning, this may be triggering for some so PLS DONT FORCE YOURSELF TO READ IF ITS TOO MUCH

ᯓ★

How you found yourself starting this habit was like a haze. You don't remember it all that well, but the emotions, the overwhelming emotion of guilt and pain always made it feel like it was just yesterday.

You had your reasons to carry out such acts.

But you knew that those reasons weren't an excuse for this.

Deep down you knew it was bad... but if it's bad, why does it make you feel so much better?

Should you feel guilty for wanting to be better?

After all, you never really knew how to express yourself... it always felt like this was the only way for it.

You made your way through the corridors of the mansion. The others had went for a mission so it was just you left behind. Why you weren't chosen to go was unclear but you had a grudge on why.

You tried your hardest to ignore it but you can feel how everybody was beginning to worry about you.

Moments where they'd take short glances of you...

Asking you if you wanted to hangout more...

Even secret talks regarding your wellbeing...

You'd be an idiot if you chose to believe your change of behaviour wasn't taking its effects on the others. You just feel like you've lost the spark you used to have in you. But can they blame you when you no longer have the energy to fight?

You retreated to your room, sitting on your bed to stare at the ground for a good few seconds before letting out a sigh. You searched through your drawers, looking for the exact thing you needed to get your mind off of these thoughts.

You really wanna stop... but it's so hard to...

Your hand just itches each time...

Your mind was a race track where the thoughts won't stop until one finally crashes.

You pulled up the sleeve of your hoodie, collection of scars that went back to weeks ago. Maybe even months. You're not sure and you could care less about it.

One...

Two....

Three....

Four.........

You continued on, the sight of the blood made you feel alive again. It was like you've pulled the curtain aside to reveal what was behind it. Your flesh and blood. Your very proof of existence. To prove you were real and breathing.

However that moment of euphoria soon vanished... you stare, almost blankly at the cuts as the blood continued on dripping out.

Why do you never feel good enough?

When will the time come where this moment will just be a faded memory?

Why—

Suddenly there was a knock on the door but before you could respond, it opened by itself.

"(Y/N) I wanted to—"

The sight left him quiet. Kurt, who's smile was on his face dropped immediately the second he saw what was happening. You stare back, guilt heavy in your gaze as your face turned red.

Oh nononononono....

Whatdoyoudo?run??hide???kickhimout???

Before you can even think of how to act, he was the first to act, he took a few steps inside your room before closing the door shut behind him. He approaches you, carefully, almost like you were a wild animal he didn't wanna scare off because it was clear you felt tensed and afraid of how he may react.

Once he was close enough, he looked at you with a concerned expression on his face. It was visible to see that he was more worried about your wellbeing than anything right now.

"Do you wanna talk?" He knelt down in front of you, his eyes roamed over your body to see just how much harm you’ve done to yourself.

You look at him, afraid to speak. Afraid he may not understand and right away, he understood what you were trying to express in your eyes and he tilts his head with a sympathic smile.

"…I’m not angry at you" He said, a soft and understanding expression on his face as he looked at you.

Just then, Kurt slowly reaches out to you and places his hands over yours, gently prying the blade from your hands. Even though the sight of the blood on your hands worries him, he manages to keep a calm and relaxed demeanor for your sake.

"Shhh. It's okay...it's okay..." He mumbles to you in a soft comforting tone as he sets the blade aside and gently take your bloody hands back in his.

Even though some may get on his. It didn't matter, all that mattered to him, was making you feel okay.

Sensing you didn't have the strength to speak... and seeing the tears forming in your eyes. He caresses the sides of your face to wipe the tears away with his thumb. His touch was gentle and in a way it comforted you.

Your avoiding eyes finally locked with his, just to be met with his warm and soft yellow eyes that made your heart melt. Despite how seeing the slight fear in your own eyes made his heart ache, he manages to give you a soft smile.

"It's going to be okay..." He assured as he held you closely against his chest, gently rubbing your back in a soothing manner. He was slightly surprised at how small your body felt in his arms, but that just made him want to hold you more tightly in his arms and tell you that everything would be alright.

"You're not alone... I'm here for you. I promise..." He softly placed his hand on the back of your head and gently stroked your hair.

His words and how he was treating you made you feel seen.

Cared for.

Loved.

"I'm sorry" You tried to stop your tears but you were unable to hold everything in anymore. At the same time, the burn of the cut made your skin itch.

"Shhh... it's okay" He muttered, holding you tighter to have you cry on his chest.

"You don't have to apologize... Shhh... it's going to be alright..." He continued on stroking your hair comfortingly while he rest his head on top of yours.

Kurt hold you closely to his chest, his arms wrapped around you as you cried like your lungs were burning. His cheek was now rested against the top of your head and how he carried on to make gentle hushing noises in an attempt to soothe you made you feel appeased.

"You're safe... you're safe... I promise you’re safe with me" He said.

The room was quiet as you two remained in each other's arms. No amount of words could express how belonged you felt in his embrace. Even though your face was a mess of tears and snot, he didn't care if it was getting all over his shirt because none of that mess is equal to the situation you're in right now.

By the time you have calmed down, he felt it was the okay time to treat your scars now. Being as gentle as he could, he lifted your head so he could look at your self-inflicted wounds, his expression showing his concern but not a trace of judgement.

"Let me help you" He said softly, his voice just as gentle as his touch.

You watched when he got up to get a band aid kit from your closet. Then returning back on the bed, the mattress sinking back down from his weight. Kurt grabbed a piece of clean towel and you couldn't help but find the sight of him dapping it gently on your cuts with such focus touching.

After applying a thin layer of antibiotics, he took a roll of sterile gauze from inside the first-aid kit and gently wrapped the gauze around your hands and arms to help stop the bleeding and prevent further scarring if possible. His touch was firm but tender, his fingers carefully wrapping the gauze around your wounds.

Once he had finished bandaging your hands and arms, he gently cupped your face in his hands and looked at you with care in his eyes.

"Are you feeling better now?" He asked and you hesitated... then nodded.

Seeing you nod made him feel a bit relieved, but he could still sense that you were feeling vulnerable and fearful. He looks at you with a glint of hope.

"You don't have to tell me everything now... let's take it slowly... hm?" He said and you nodded again, a grateful smile on your face.

"Mein hübsches mädchen" He leaned in, resting his forehead on yours as he closes his eyes.

"Lieber Gott, bitte schütze dieses Mädchen vor allem Bösen und Schaden. Helft ihr, sich zu erholen und zu heilen. Schenke ihr Frieden und Trost in dieser schwierigen Zeit" He uttered, a prayer you assumed, his voice was small and hushed that it was comforting listening to him.

When he finally opened his eyes, he smiles at you, his fangs becoming noticeable as well.

"What do you say we raid the kitchen? Hm?" He asked and with that playful look on his face. It was hard to say no.

"Yeah..." You answered and he gave you one last squeeze of a hug.

"I know you're hurt and scared, mein liebling. But I promise I'll always be here for you. Together we can get through anything" He said, his words being enough to make you feel better now.

"Thank you"

Deep down you knew your habits would still haunt you but at least now you felt there was somebody there for you, to help and care for you.

Healing itself has no end but is a lifelong journey.

A journey Kurt is willing to go on with you.

[an-over-educated-woman]

"whatdoyoudo/howmanysiblingsdoyouhave?" bruh what's your favorite New Girl episode

[lackadaisicalnereid]

i've played through like half (?) of da: inquisition and inspired by the internet reminding me that veilguard is A Thing and that i wanted to romance solas at some point for all the juicy extra insight into him and to up the ante on the tragedy of it all, we're about to embark on another attempt to play through the entirety of da: inquisition.

shit about to get real nitpicky here folks, strap in.

alright i'm not within an hour of gameplay here and I do notably have a fraught relationship with some RPG genre conventions, which is to say: why am i looking around for iron and elfroot while on my way to closing the first breach? i mean sure, if i'd already gotten into the whole 'building baby's first army' section of the game, okay, but i'm mostly just trying not to get judicially murdered at this point? what am i gathering iron for?

also the first time (as in i hadn't done this in my earlier play-throughs) i jumped into a burning house on my way to the first breach, cannot believe there was loot there, or that it was even possible to jump in, because previous fires had basically served as in-game 'you shall not pass' warnings.

also pondering whether i should watch a recap of da2 on youtube or sth because it's been a real long time since i played through it and wondering if i'm maybe missing some lore or whatnot. whatdoyoudo.

[cryptid-killjoy]

HC: The day Willem find the perfect crop top while pillaging an abandoned thrift store and send a pic of it to Bastien, Scout, and Valerie and there starts the crop top bidding war which Valerie will win because she is richer. However, because Valerie's a mom she's unable to not promise Scout she will share it her since she knew her daughter wanted it so bad, even though their plan was to roll it up and give it to Thomas as a funny present even though Flotsam was dying to wear too. Also, when Willem sees the high demand he'd sit there on his silk screen machine making new tees for Bastien, Scout, and Figaro and himself because somehow it just made sense to him. Plus, he still got all Valerie's money. Pirate. Whatdoyoudo?

[alpeba1996]

#whatdoyoudo #smartpeople #fromtumblr

[mylinguaacademy]

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[camikahayes]

Do You Use Writing Prompts?

Do You Use Writing Prompts?

Photo by Liza Summer from Pexels First of all, the fact that all the words in my title are capitalized probably grates on someone’s nerves. I know this title didn’t need capitals for ‘you’ and ‘use’ but I just can’t stand how ugly the title looks without those nice clean capitals. So, I’m sorry to anyone who is frustrated about that. Now, back to the point at hand. I’m curious if you like and…

[thisivyhouse]

When I paint my house sign

[glamourcat28]

Old Lady in the sunlight. Dixie recently had her annual checkup she’s doing great except that she has luxating patellas. That means her kneecaps aren’t attached as well as they should be. The doctor thinks she should be okay with just some supportive care - a bone and joint supplement to help protect her as she ages. Problem is - she won’t eat it. The vet was confident that she would take the medication because it was a beef flavored chew. Nope. I have crumbled it up and put it into her wet food - still won’t eat it. I have slathered it in peanut butter - still won’t eat it. Hid it in a pill pocket - still won’t eat it. I have mixed it into her wet food AND pour chicken broth/beef broth over it - still won’t eat it. She would rather be on a hunger strike than take this medication. I’m at the point where I think I’m just going to have to open her mouth and shove it down her throat which we’re both going to hate. Fellow dog owners - how to do you get your dog to take a Med that they hate? #dixie #muttsofinstagram #chowsheltie #chowsheltiemix #stubborndog #seniordog #whatdoyoudo https://www.instagram.com/p/CCtmIdKpsm6/?igshid=apjforga0zel

[helloportuguesewords]

O que fazes? • What do you do? • / ˈɔ ‿ k(ə) ‿ fɐzəʃ / . . https://soundcloud.com/portuguese-words/o-que-fazes . . #theportuguesewords #learn #portugal #portugal_lovers #linguaportuguesa #language #igersportugal #portuguese #discoverportugal #bomdia #instadaily #wednesday #morning #portuguesespelomundo #goodmorning #portugal🇵🇹 #wordoftheday #polyglot #portugallovers #whatdoyoudo #learningportuguese #dailywords #speakportuguese #portugueselanguage #camões #igdaily https://www.instagram.com/p/CFezaNeH6VG/?igshid=mirmj1pn43h2

[angelrika]