Reassurance - Tumblr Posts

This is for any small artist on Tumblr.

If you post something that you worked hard on and genuinely put effort into, only for it to get ignored, please don't be discouraged. Your art doesn't need validation or attention from others for it to to be considered good.

The amount of reblogs, likes, or comments isn't what determines whether it's good or not. Quality over quantity.

— signed, a small artist

Your exhaustion is not shameful. It is not a moral failure to be physically, mentally or emotionally tired. It is okay to be overwhelmed. You're not inferior to anyone just because it's hard for you to keep up with a fast-paced life.

I wish you all the bestest luck in life for those who need it. You all deserve it no matter what. If you guys need to vent then just talk to me. I love you all. You deserve the world.

HOT TAKE

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Witchcraft isn’t just organized spells and rituals or ceremonial ✨MAGIC✨

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✨Magic ✨is talking to your plants gently and telling them why they’re being re-potted or trimmed.

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✨Magic ✨is wearing your favourite shirt for good luck.

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✨Magic ✨is saying things like “thank you” or “you’ve been very helpful to me” before getting rid of old or no longer wanted items.

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✨Magic ✨is a deep steady breath and a murmured assurance of, “I can do this” before a big day.

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✨Magic ✨is keeping a candle lit on your desk because you find it relaxing.

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✨Magic ✨is listening to music and feeling it in your soul.

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✨Magic✨is the reassuring look of another from across a room.

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✨Magic✨ is going to sleep at night knowing you made it though the day.

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✨Magic✨is the little things too.

to my fellow selfshippers who are hypersexual:

your f/o is not mad at you. whether you're hypersexual because of a disorder, or trauma, or any other reason, your f/o is not and will never hate you for it.

they'd always do their best to help and comfort you, to keep you grounded when you're struggling. they know you so well and want to take care of you in any way they can.

they want to listen to you talk without taboo about how youre feeling and would never judge you for your libido.

Imagine Your OTP

Person B: “I’m quite very fond of you, my dear~”

Person A: (they looked up, hopeful but quickly pushing away the thought in fear of later being hurt by dishonesty) “Please don’t lie, it’s not very becoming.”

Person B: (with a charming smile) “Well it’s a good thing that I’m not lying then.” 

Imagine Your OTP

Person A: “Why do you look at me like that? (Tilts their head to the side confusedly) Have I done something worthy of praise?” They asked shyly.

Person B: (with an admiring look) “Oh my dear, you always do~”

They answer as they take Person A’s hands in their own.

Imagine Your OTP

Person A: “I don’t want to burden you-”

Person B:  “Burden me! Because…no matter how heavy or hard something your dealing with is to you, I want to you know that you will never be a burden to me!”

“Therefore know that the Lord your God, He is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and mercy for a thousand generations with those who love Him and keep His commandments;

Deuteronomy 7:9 NKJV

https://bible.com/bible/114/deu.7.9.NKJV

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It's gonna be fine mate!! If times are tough for you right now this is your sign--keep pushing through!! You'll get to success and your efforts will be rewarded! For now, though: take a breath, drink some water, stretch, and carry on

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Idc what anybody says. It’s not hard to be loyal. It’s not hard to be faithful. It’s not hard to treat someone right. It’s not hard to give someone reassurance. It’s not hard to stick to one person. It’s not hard to acknowledge someone’s worth. It’s not hard to not to break someone’s heart.

Just so we’re all clear, it is okay to miss people you no longer want in your life.

☄︎. *. ⋆ BLIZZARD REASSURANCE•°. *࿐

➵@_ahblue_ on twt for art!

➵ In which a certain adepti has a meaningful snow day with his sweet [Y/N] and getting the reassurance he needs.

➵fem!chubby!reader with she/her pronouns!

➵warnings: none just pure fluff with a sprinkle of jealous [y/n]

➵ unedited again because I’m lazy but I’ll do it eventually ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

I’m In Love With You - 1975

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

The winds were becoming more and more colder as winter finally arrived.

The soft snowflakes nibbling onto people’s rosy cheeks, the winds making some people’s eyes begin to water but nonetheless, it felt nice for the people of Liyue.

Xiao continued to keep his guard up and his attention to the people of the beautiful region, but his gaze continued to flutter over to his friends that were having a blast playing with the snow.

He saw Hu Tao throwing a snowball onto Zhongli’s head making him sigh but still continued to pay his attention to the younger funeral home owner.

His gaze trailed over to Chongyun and his aunt Shenhe who were making Xinqiu into a snowman. He saw the concentration on Shenhe’s pale soft face as her tongue stuck out in the corner as she worked her magic on making the best snowman in existence.

Then his eyes landed on qiqi and Xiangling as they were both making snow angels with Xinyan and Beidou on the hill in front of a house.

Ganyu and Keqing were both sipping tea with ningguang, trying to keep warm as their soft eyes kept an eye on everyone as well but regardless relaxation and comfort were evident in their forms.

And finally, his eyes landed on his lover who was belly flopping into the snow with pure happiness taking over her beautiful face.

She giggled as Hu Tao jumped onto her, giving her a tight hug as they both rolled around in the soft cold snow.

“It’s quite beautiful isn’t it?” Looking over, he saw Missy, the daughter of the famous Jifang, looking at him with a soft smile and handing him a cup of tea.

“Yeah. It is.” He answered shortly as he returned his eyes back to [Y/N] who was now chomping down on clean fresh white snow.

He saw her nose began to get a bit leaky but she laughed and continued to talk with her best friend in anticipation.

“You should be taking a break, Xiao. We’re all safe here, there’s no need to worry now.” She placed her hand on his, making him tense up as he stared back at her with shock lingering in his eyes.

He felt his cheeks begin to heat up, not because he was blushing from the touch, but from how embarrassing this must’ve been. He was only used to his [Y/N]’s touch but he now knew why he only liked her touch.

He quickly retracted his hands back and cleared his throat, looking over to see [Y/N] looking at him in suspicion.

He looked at his shoes as Missy began to speak again.

“Remember that one blizzard we all were together like today and had that huge snowball fight?Was truly one of my favorite memories.”

He nodded agreeing with her but his eyes looked up at the sky in concern.

“Looks like a blizzard is coming. Best we all return home safely.”

“Hmm.” Missy nodded and bit her lip in irritation as the whole group began to regroup to head back into the city to head home.

Before he could even register what was going on, she quickly placed her lips on his cheek in a peck and made her way back to her friends giggling.

He placed his hand where her lips were and began to feel warm on his face as he tried to wipe off her kiss before he turned around to see [Y/N] looking at him annoyed.

“Look it’s not what you th-”

She placed her hands out to him and smiled but he knew she was deeply hurt from what had just happened in front of her.

“I understand, my love. I heard and saw everything.” He opened his mouth to speak, but no words flowed out of his mouth as he wished and just stared at her pretty face as she wiped her nose from the cold with a cloth.

“I believe we should go home now...before it gets worse out here hm?” She spoke with tenderness and warmth in her voice. To give him some sense that everything was alright but there would be things they would need to speak about when they reach home.

He sighed, taking her hand gently into his and they both mad their way home. Silently.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

He laid on his side of his bed, looking blankly at the wall as he waited for [Y/N] to come to sleep, thoughts swarming his mind every second.

Is she upset? Is she mad at me? Will she leave me?

But all those thoughts washed away when he felt her shuffle closer to him, tugging him to hold her so they both could sleep in each others arms like always.

“Are you mad at me?” He finally spoke, worry laced in his voice as he nervously bit his lip waiting in anticipation for her response.

“Of course not. I trust you, Xiao. I know you wouldn’t do something like that to me, so no. I could never be mad at a situation like that knowing the truth.”

He let a sigh of relief out, making her chuckle and kiss his cheek repeatedly to truly show she wasn’t upset with him.

“But I am with miss pissy missy. Next time I see her face I’m gonna chop her toes off and shove them down her throat.”

A laugh erupted from his mouth, making him try his hardest to cover his lips but more laughs came out even more making her laugh as well.

“I’m so in love with you.” She spoke finally as the both of them calmed down.

He felt a huge rush of happiness fill his belly again. Even with all the compliments and constant reassurance he gets from her everyday, he still continued to become extremely shy and confused.

He was an adepti and his karmic debt weighing him down all the time and him feel unworthy of anyone’s attention, but knowing he had something, someone, who would be there waiting for him, cheering him on, gave him enough courage that he could continue to do good and slowly but surely heal.

Now he had a reason to live and fight everyday.

The two of them slept comfortably as the snow storm began, but no worries were shown on their faces as they held one another in content.

His [Y/N] was all he needed.

In adoration, it’s in my nature to adore that which I have chosen in such a way that it never doubts in its entire life if it was ever truly loved.

– Abdulsamad S. M.

A woman gives her heart completely, entirely, submissively, without any defence to a man who brings peace, safety, calm and gentleness to her soul. No money. Neither looks. Nor his status. Just him being a man whom she doesn't feel the need to be scared of in any way.

~ mashriqiyyah

Nothing of what I wanted from you required you to spend your wealth. Remember that.

~ mashriqiyyah

braids and confessions

pairings: felix x gn!reader

warnings: friends to lovers; slight angst; but basically just tooth rotting fluff, really

summary: ever since felix decided to let his hair grow, you asked him if you could braid his hair. but he always said, that it was too short for proper braids.

word count: 1,2k

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"Can I? Pleasee! Pretty please let me braid your hair!" You ask Felix for the tenth time this day. "I bet it's long enough by now. And you've been saying 'No' to me since like a lifetime." You pout.

"You know that it has been just three months right? And I've just been saying no, because-" "You don't want me to braid your hair?" You interrupt him. "No, but because I want your braids to stay longer than just ten minutes in my hair. And my hair has just been too short."

These were words you heard a lot in these past three months. It was either that his hair was too short, or he had to color it, so it would be the pretty blonde you liked so much.

"Those words are just excuses. Just tell me, you don't actually want me to braid your hair and I'm just annoying you right now." You huff.

"Oh hell no! You know how much I like your hands in my hair, but-" He looks away sheepishly and you could swear you just saw a slight tint of red on his cheeks. "But what Felix? I wanna hear it." you say much softer now, careful not to get him even more flustered, even though you have to admit, that he looks pretty with that hue of pink on his cheeks.

"No, it doesn't make any sense." He whines. You take his chin in your hand and softly force him to look in your direction. "I don't care if it makes any sense, hell, most things don't make sense to me. But, please, try to explain."

"But you could be mad at me." "You know, that no one can stay mad at you long enough, right?" "But it'll ruin everything."

"You, Lee Felix, cannot ruin anything, if anything, you always put the pieces back together." You assure him.

It is kind of good that you're both sitting on the couch already, because Felix decides to just dive head first into a pile of pillows, and if you weren't sitting close to it, you couldn't have stopped him from falling off the couch, because he aimed a bit too right to completely hit the pillows. "Ugh Felix, you really need to work on your aiming skills." As an answer he just grumbles.

"So care to tell me now? You know I could help you sort it out." You suggest. "No, this cannot be sorted out. This is a world's doomsday." "Dramatic much?" You chuckle. "I don't even know what it is about but I can already say, that it's not that that bad, you seem to be just exaggerating."

"No I'm not." He argues back and you sit up straight. "Then tell me please. I don't like seeing you worked up that much. And it really has to bother you, like a lot. So come on, you know that talking can help."

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you" He grumbles and sits up, but avoids your eyes.

"So like, I- uhm, I like you." He blurts out. "What a relief" "No, not like that. I like you romantically, I think, but I was too afraid to tell you, because I think it would ruin our friendship, if one of us catches feelings."

"So just to be clear, you think that, if one of us catches feelings our friendship slash relatioship-bond we have would get destroyed?" He nods hesitantly. And. you can't help but laugh, while he just looks at you with an eyebrow raised and that questioning look on this face.

Once you manage to get control over your breath again you grin at him and say: "Well then, if catching feelings would ruin anything, I kinda got that covered already."

If possible, Felix's eyebrow wanders even higher up. "I like you too silly." You explain to him.

And now he let's out a shaky breath. "But, but, why? Aren't I too feminine for a guy, or weird, and, and-"

"Hey, hey, listen to me. Being too feminine or too masculine is just a thing society uses to explain itself to others, who don't understand, that there are no such things, and that it is just more complex than some primitive minds, who just can't wrap their minds around the fact that there isn't just black and white but there are so many shades of grey and other colors too. And a person isn't too much of anything. A person should be allowed to just be themselves."

You end your little speech, feeling proud of your choice of words, and when you look at Felix, you have to blink a few times, to see, if you just imagined the little hearts in his eyes, or if they were really there.

"God that really makes me want to kiss you right now." Felix says without thinking. You smile but feel your face heat up at his words, so you hide it in your hands and just slightly peek through your fingers. Just to see him smiling back. "Can I? I mean can I kiss you? Do I have permission?" He asks while he removes your hands from your face, and you nod sheepishly.

And then you feel his lips against yours, at first just a soft and light touch, almost, as if it was an illusion. But then he takes your cheeks in his palms and angles his mouth. The first few moments, you don't know what to do, then you try and kiss him back. You move your lips in sync and your hands, that seemed lost on your sides find themselves entangled in Felix's hair, occasionally tugging lightly.

When you both have to break apart to take a few breaths again you lean your foreheads together and it feels even more intimate that the kiss you shared just a moment before.

"So does that mean, that I can be your boyfriend now?" He asks you while looking at you with these puppy eyes you just can't say no to.

"Yes Felix. It means that you can be my boyfriend. But only under one condition." "Everything" He answers almost instantly. "I finally get to braid your hair." You smirk triumphantly. "Yes, you can braid my hair." He grins at you. "I actually would love to have you braid my hair."

That's how you end up, sitting on the couch with legs spread, and Felix sitting on the floor in between them while hugging a pillow and enjoying the feeling of having your hands in his hair.

The distant sound of some TV-Show playing, adds to the domestic feeling, while you two are just talking about anything that comes to your minds.

Taking three little strands at a time, you start waving them together, until the three strands make one. You then grab a little hair tie to stop the hair from entangling itself from the braid. After that you repeat the process two times.

In the end, Felix has a total of three simple and little braids in his hair, two on each side of his hair, and one that can only be seen if he tucks his hair behind his ear.

For your good work with his hair he rewards you with lots of kisses and cuddles.

And when he gets on stage a week after you braided his hair, you spot these little braids, that he still carries with him.

But you weren't the only one who spotted them. Because on some gossip pages, you found posts about his little braids. 'Lee Felix, member of Stray Kids has been spotted with little braids, he seems to worship very much. Does he have an anonymus partner, no one knows about yet?'

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a/n: i just wanted to write something domestic and sweet, and kind of reassuring. because i felt like some people still judge others just on what they see, and i actually would have wantedt to hear these words too at some point, but there are people out there who need these words as much as i did. i hope y'all have a great day/night, and make sure you stay healthy. because you all are equally important. even if society makes you feel little and unnecessary. always remember you are loved. by stray kids and stay, and other people, you may not even really know.