Cutely Watching Psychosexual Movies And Relating To The Protagonists An Unhealthy Amount

the combination of the smell of books and the sound of rain…absolute perfection.

the best thing about summer is when it's july and the day has been scorching hot but around 6 pm u start smelling the rain. and it's one particular smell the rain has only in summer because fall rain doesn't smell that like that. so the sky is cloudy and it's late afternoon and it's still hot but you start to smell the rain in the air and you can feel it coming, and then in the evening you hear thunders and then eventually the rain and a little summer storm come.

and you are happy because now it's a little cold so you'll sleep good and you can cuddle up and enjoy the little fall parenthesis.

"I love you. Even when we are a whisper of existence among the stars."

Feyre and Rhysand's Secret Mating Ceremony commissioned by me with the amazingly talented Artcraawl (link to art post here).

Women talking about their sexuality and kinks online isn’t an invitation for you to be a creep in their dms

Broke Boy Guide to Altar Offerings

Hey! Are you broke but still wanna offer something up to the gods? Don't worry! (So am i) So here's a guide of things that are either free, low cost or that you probably already own to slap onto those altars. Mind you: These are mainly modern offerings that I attribute to these different classification of gods. I'll likely update as time goes on with other classifications :)

General Offerings to Deities:

random flowers from outside

random sticks from outside

hand written letters/prayers

plushies of the animals they're connected to

raw/cooked meats as "sacrifices"

drawn symbols

Art/Creative Deities:

symbol painted bottle caps

pens/pencils/markers

old sketchbooks

stickers/prints

origami

comic books

figurines

Death Deities:

bones or meat from your meals

dirt from a dead plant

dying flowers

skull imagery

coins or other gifts for those passing

photo/belongings of your late loved ones

Familial/Household/Protector of Children Deities:

photobooth photos

jewelry gifted from family

baby teeth from your children

breast milk

old baby shoes

framed photo of family

cookies/bread

homecooked meals

Fire Deities:

birthday candles

charcoal discs

burnt herbs

alcohol

incense

tobacco

matchbox/lighter

Healing Deities:

your current medications

bandaids

water

skincare

vitamin gummies

spell jar in an empty pill bottle

Knowledge/Wisdom Deities:

old books & textbooks

pens/pencils

mini chess pieces

written down philosophical quotes

good test scores/report cards/degrees

Love/Lust Deities:

origami 3D hearts

chapsticks

unused makeup

love letters to deities

love letters about S/O or crush

current perfume/cologne

current lotions

apples

Nature Deities:

plants dedicated to them

herbal tea packets

feathers

milk

fruits/vegetables

spells using recycled materials (toilet paper rolls, etc.)

bread

acorns

Sea Deities:

beach sand

shells

sea water

tiny sea animal figurines

shared fish dinners

makeshift spell jar using a shell

Trickster Deities:

laffy taffy joke wrappers

cards against humanity packs

other comedy card games

Soft love where you admire their beauty in the in between moments. Soft love where hold them from behind and smell their hair. Soft love where you give them a pretty flower you saw on the way home. Soft love in whispered ‘I love you’s just so they never forget.

Instead of choosing an intensive, unrealistic, or punishing goal this New Year ask yourself: What is one simple thing that would enrich my life this new year? Maybe you can do three paintings this year. Maybe you can buy and care for a potted plant. Maybe you can learn to cook one meal exceptionally well. You don't need to push yourself to the brink. Let's stop committing to punishing goals based on insecurity and start asking what will enrich our lives.

when someone asks my dreams and goals in life but all i've dreamt of since i was a little girl was being pretty and having friends

*gently nudges you* am I annoying?

I want the kind of love that shows itself in small daily moments. The one that makes you offer your arm for me to hold onto in the crowded subway during rush hour, when I can't grasp anything and bodies press against us from all sides. I long for that spontaneous intimacy that leads you to embrace me from behind while I'm washing dishes, your arms encircling my waist and your lips gently brushing the nape of my neck, making me forget for a moment the task at hand. I seek that silent complicity of your fingers discreetly caressing my thigh under the table during dinner, creating our private universe amidst others. I dream of love that reveals itself when you hand me a cup of coffee in the morning, prepared exactly how I like it. The love that makes you remember to turn down the heat before sleeping because you know I prefer it cool. The love that drives you to truly listen when I speak, not just with your ears but with your whole heart.