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bananajojo · 8 months

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More pathologic fanart because I became obsessed

#pathologic #pathologic 2 #sticky #notkin #clara #challenging #fanart #my art

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curiositysavesthecat · 2 months

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positivelypositive · 7 months

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sometimes...

...all you can do is lay low and let things happen as they do.

that's okay. it doesn't make you weak or lazy. it's simply a way to cope because in those times, even letting yourself exist can seem too tiring.

let yourself be. it's enough. you're enough ✨

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wordsofwisdomandsoul · 2 months

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#impressed #beginning #who you really are #connection #real connection #challenging #communication #relationship #quotes #words #wisdom #life lessons #inspirational words #growth #healing

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woodenbowls · 20 days

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BSIRI Wooden Puzzle Box Set (4 Games) - Challenging Brain Teasers 3D Puzzles for Adults, Interlocking Games for IQ Test. Ideal for Rustic Patio Decor, Unique Gift for Christmas and Birthdays

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brownskinallure · 7 months

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Self Sabotage and Perseverance

Self-sabotage is a common pattern that many people struggle with. It is often linked to our fear of being hurt, based on prior experiences, which can lead us to make choices that ultimately prevent us from achieving our goals. Whether it’s in our personal or professional lives, self-sabotage can have a significant impact on our ability to succeed.

The fear of being hurt is a natural human emotion that results from past experiences. It can lead us to avoid taking risks, trying new things, or putting ourselves out there. For example, if we have been hurt in a past relationship, we may struggle to trust others in the future, leading us to sabotage potential new relationships by keeping our distance or pushing people away.

Self-sabotage is not limited to relationships either. It can show up in our work lives too. Goals that we set for ourselves are impacted by prior experiences that have caused pain. If we have failed at work in the past, we may feel unworthy or incapable of achieving our current career goals.

The problem with self-sabotage is that it can become a pattern that is repeated over and over again so unaware. We become stuck in a loop, making self-defeating decisions that ultimately lead to more pain and frustration.

To break free from self-sabotage, we need to challenge ourselves to see things from a different perspective. It is important to be introspective and understand the underlying emotions that are driving our actions. It requires taking the time to self-reflect and get to the root cause of our fears.

Healing is another important step that we need to take to overcome self-sabotage. It can be hard to move forward from our past experiences, but acknowledging and accepting them is an essential part of the healing process. We must be willing to seek HONEST help and support, whether it be through therapy, counseling, or simply talking with friends and family.

It’s not enough to only be open about our struggles; we must also make a conscious effort not to make others suffer because of it. When we are caught up in our own emotional turmoil, it’s easy to become self-focused and not consider how our actions might impact those around us. We must strive to be mindful of how our behavior affects others and take responsibility for our actions.

Self-sabotage is a challenging pattern to overcome. We must challenge ourselves to see things from a different perspective, heal from our past experiences, and be mindful of how our actions impact others. By taking these steps, we can break through the cycle of self-sabotage and achieve the success we desire.

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fangledeities · 6 months

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La Trinidad (The Trinity), circa 1635. Jusepe de Ribera (Spanish, 1591-1652).

#fangledeities #alexandra daddario #jusepe de ribera #confrontational #challenging #aware #angry #violent art #sacred art #holy trinity #goddess #jesus christ #holy spirit #god the father #pinup #glamor photography

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basicallyanotherwitchesthing · 4 days

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Raphael Gasson - The Challenging Counterfeit - Logos International - 1979

#witches #spiritualists #occult #vintage #the challenging counterfeit #challenging #counterfeit #spiritualism #medium #dead #logos international #raphael gasson #communication #1979

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frog-edits1 · 8 months

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Eddie Munson smut

There you where, bent over the bathroom counter of public bathroom in Benny’s Burgers. How did you get here?… Let’s re-cap real quick.

(Bold and italicized words = past/re-cap)

Eddie had been your best friend since you two where little, and you guys shared everything together, including your first kiss. Last night after you both had gotten high, he bet you 50 bucks you couldn’t work all day with a vibrator in you, your dumbass ofc accepted, because money is money.

You where working at Family Video with Steve and Robin, and Eddie decided to hangout there all day to make sure you kept working, plus he had the controller. “Fuck!-“, you squealed squeezing your thighs together, after Eddie had turned on the vibrator on the max setting, again. Making it pulse right against your clit, over and over again. Until you finally gave up and went to him, your legs practically shaking. “Your not working princess.”, Eddie says with a smirk, continuing to mess with the vibrator. “Please Eddie… I’ll do anything…”

And with those words is how you ended up here, him fingering you roughly, with keeping the vibrator on your clit. “Oh Eddie please..”, you whined, it was getting hard for you to keep quite, as he kept scissoring his fingers inside you. “Please what princess.”, Eddie asks, looking at you through mirror. “Cock! I want your cock… please Eddie..”. Eddie chuckled darkly at your neediness, “And who would I be to deny my princess?”, you hear Eddie say, before hearing the sound of his zipper undoing, and seeing his jeans drop to the floor in a pool around his ankles. “You sure princess?”, Eddie asks softly, pulling away the vibrator, and with an eager nod of your head he slams his cock into your cunt. “FUCK!!-“, you scream out as Eddie places one of his hands over your mouth. “You gotta be quite if you want me to keep going darling.”, he says in a snarky tone, and you nod your head yes, as he places one hand on your hip, gripping it tight enough to leave bruises, the other holding the vibrator back to your clit. Eddie didn't care how sensitive you where from the toy you had been wearing all morning, ramming into you, watching tears form in your eyes and your knees buckle as he starts thrusting into your sweet spot over, and over again. "Oh!-", you whimper and whine as he starts to get rougher, pounding into your tight cunt with no mercy. "Eddie I'm close..". You whine, looking at him through the mirror. "I know honey, go ahead. Cum on my cock.", Eddie groans as he feels you clench around him. "Go on princess. Good girl... good girl...", he groans as you cum around his cock, your release collecting in a a thin white ring around his base, before he paints your walls with his cum.

"God princess!!", Eddie groans, laying his forehead on your back, gently kissing his neck. "I'll bring you back home with me after your shift ok?", Eddie says as he helps you fix yourself back up to be presentable as if you had just got in fucked to the moon and back by your best friend. “And we can finish this later.”, Eddie whispers as he walks out of the bathroom, the vibrator and your panties in his back pocket.

I hope you liked this, and if you want a part 2 then you should like so I’ll know to make one. (Sorry for not posting in forever, I haven’t had any motivation.)

#eddie munson x reader #smut #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #steve stranger things #robin buckley #stranger things #best friends #bathroom #challenging #smut.

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kris48 · 2 days

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Ready to challenge a nasty heel...

#sexy gear #hot wrestlers #challenging

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randomreasonstolive · 2 years

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Reason to Live #7328

When you set yourself a challenging task on your favourite video game and figuring it out easily enough. – Guest Submission

(Please don't add negative comments to these posts.)

#sad #help #hope #reason to live #depressed #depression #empty #alone #mental illness #anxiety #trauma #guest submission #mental health #task #tasks #challenging #video game #games #gaming

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imagine-loki · 2 years

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Imagine you (a professional ballet dancer) get mocked by some jerk for doing "such an easy job, just prancing about in a frilly skirt, har har" and, to give you time to pull up a choice selection of photos of dancers' battered feet, Loki goes en pointe in his big combat boots and does some of the more complex moves he's seen you do on stage, finishing off with a demi-plie that oozes sarcasm, before challenging the jerk to do the same

#Loki #God of Mischief #Imagine #jotun-philosopher #professional ballet dancer #mocked #sarcasm #challenging #jerk

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eric-sadahire · 5 months

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I have no idea how to flirt but we can argue

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kwispyhamburger · 10 months

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Hey it’s mew!

I’m trying this fun challenge for myself

Use the random number generator by Pokédex number

And it will tell me what Pokémon I should draw

This is really fun to do, when I have art block

I usually do this little fun activity

#mew #lololol #pokémon #artists on tumblr #digital art #drawing #pokemon #pokedex #challenging

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blackjackkent · 3 days

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Like so many others before him, W'wargaz and all his training is still nothing before the dark urge. Rakha gives herself up to the anger that has been bubbling within her ever since they entered the creche, ever since the zaith'isk's cleansing turned out to be a convenient lie. She destroys the githyanki inquisitor and leaves him a smoking heap on the floor.

We will leave this place now. Halsin was right after all. We will traverse the Underdark and go to Moonrise Towers. We will find the heart of the cult and we will tear a cure out of their skulls.

But before she can speak - before she can even clear her mind of the slowly fading bloodlust... a new voice speaks, from the empty plinth that stands in the center of the room.

"Inquisitor W'wargaz was potent," it intones - a deep contralto, booming like thunder. "We are impressed."

The room flares suddenly with intense light like a supernova, then slowly coalesces into the enormous image of a githyanki woman clothed in armor and a silver crown. Her face is pale and alien and Rakha recognizes it - the image from the painting outside the ghustil's chambers.

Vlaakith.

Lae'zel's eyes go wide. Her sword falls to her side and she drops to her knees, trembling. "My Queen..." she whispers shakily. "Shkath zai!"

"You are permitted to look upon me," the githyanki queen says coldly. Her eyes narrow at Rakha. "You are invited to kneel."

"The Deathless Queen has spoken," Lae'zel hisses. "You will obey."

Rakha does not move, but stares up at the god-queen's image appraisingly. Once again, she finds herself wondering about the past that she has no memory of. Was there once a god she looked at with such reverence? A force for whom she would have fallen on her knees as Lae'zel does?

She finds it hard to fathom. This goddess speaks with a voice that can be heard, a face that can be seen. Rakha owes her no more respect than she owed the thunderous tones of the Absolute in her head.

After all, it was in Vlaakith's name that the ghustil almost killed Lae'zel - almost killed them all.

Stay standing, exactly as you are.

Vlaakith's image scowls. "I expected little of istik education," she snarls. "But here we kneel before our Queen!"

The image moves, shifting past Rakha and focusing on Lae'zel behind her. Vlaakith lowers herself slowly until her enormous face is directly in front of Lae'zel's.

"Your choice of allies is most vexing," she says. Her voice still booms like thunder, even though it is lowered. "They do not become you - Lae'zel."

Rakha can see Lae'zel's olive skin go pale. Her eyes, impossibly, seem to widen further.

"Ch'mar zal'a Vlaakith..." she whispers. Rakha has never heard her voice so shaky. "You know me."

(A/N: God, look at her FACE. Poor Lae'zel. :( :( :( She's so fucking young and is being faced with the upheaval of everything she's ever known and she already knows, deep down, where it's going... but Vlaakith herself is speaking to her and how can she not listen, even after everything...)

"Urlon of K'liir speaks most highly," Vlaakith says gravely. "As did Al'chaia before him." She draws back and looks the group over coldly. "You seek purity. I may yet grant it."

She turns her attention back to Rakha, who has not moved a muscle since the conversation began.

"Istik," she growls. "You bear that which is ours. But are you friend, or are you thief?"

The flat truth of the matter is that she is neither. She did not take the artifact from the githyanki - but nor is she a friend here. W'wargaz may be dead but the danger lingers.

Vlaakith is lying. I may yet grant purity, she says. But Lae'zel made it clear this was supposed to be a protocol, something granted by default. And who is to say Vlaakith's purity is any different from that the zaith'isk offered - an agonizing death?

"Neither," she says bluntly. "It is mine by rights." Not strictly true - but as true as Vlaakith's words, at least. More so, really, for the artifact returned to her deliberately, when she tried to give it away.

"No!" Vlaakith roars, straightening abruptly. The room's temperature seems to drop several degrees. "It is not yours. To own something is to know it! That weapon you carry - the Astral Prism - it is corrupted."

"I will cleanse it for you, my queen!" Lae'zel cries eagerly. "Tell me how!"

Vlaakith lifts a hand. Pale light sprouts between her fingers - an image of the Prism rotating slowly over her palm. "There is someone inside," she says. "Their mind is warped, broken - a blight. They are an agent of the Grand Design, sent to sabotage the Astral Prism - our last defense against the return of the Illithid Empire. As long as they live, the Prism is corrupted."

She snaps her palm closed around the image, shattering it apart. "KILL THEM!" she thunders. "Do this, and I will cleanse you and your allies. Do this - and ascend!"

Lae'zel has begun to tremble all over, the whites of her eyes showing on all sides. "Ascension?" she murmurs. "My queen... an honor gained, a burden borne..."

Then she hesitates. Her eyes flick to Rakha... and her gaze clears, just slightly. She remembers her words only a few minutes earlier. Your path is mine to follow...

"Choose," she says hoarsely. "But know this - the cost of refusal is great."

"Not merely great, Lae'zel," the goddess says icily. "Eternal."

Rakha says nothing for a long moment. It is difficult to parse out what is happening here, what bits of this are truth and which are falsehood.

Vlaakith is describing the guardian, certainly - but the guardian has shown no signs of corruption. The guardian has protected them. The guardian has calmed both the worm and the beast in Rakha's mind. Meanwhile, Vlaakith's people have tried to destroy them.

Frustratingly, she finds her concern keeps coming back to Lae'zel. She should be - she is - angry with the young githyanki for bringing them here in the first place. Why is she still concerned for Lae'zel's well-being?

It would be easier if she could simply turn the beast loose, carve their way out of this place and leave it behind. But she is still bound to Lae'zel, whether she likes it or not.

"I can't do that," she finally says slowly. "The person inside protects me from the Absolute."

"YOU ARE BEING LIED TO!" Vlaakith roars, seeming to swell to even greater size. "I WILL BE OBEYED!"

"Tsk'va!" Lae'zel cries out. "Do not defy my queen!"

And there's something new in her voice now. Not the eager obeisance, and not her normal cool confidence either. Something else.

Fear.

Lae'zel is terrified.

Again Rakha hesitates. Her fists curl at her sides. Her eyes flick to Wyll on her other side, uncertain, questioning. But he just shrugs. He doesn't know what to do either. They are trapped - as they have been from the moment they entered the creche.

Rakha draws a slow breath, lets it out between her teeth. Fine. "Yes," she says evenly. "I will enter the Prism and kill the occupant."

She has no such intention. But Lae'zel is on the edge of panic. And if they can enter the Prism, if they can speak to the guardian... she will have another moment of peace, of her mind clearing, another moment of safety, and perhaps the path will become clearer. Perhaps the guardian will know what to do...

Perhaps she will finally have answers, at this moment of crisis.

She can see Lae'zel relax slightly, and Vlaakith smiles harshly.

"Use the planecaster's power to enter the artifact," the queen instructs. "Be wary of the creature's lying tongue. Cut it out if you must. You will not leave this room until it is done."

"Ba na'zin," Lae'zel agrees. Her voice is suddenly tight with control again, her eyes narrowed. "Our each step with purpose. Vlaakith has spoken - do not leave this room except to enter the Prism. Turn your back on me, and you will feel my blade against it."

Rakha looks back at her steadily. You threaten me again. But do you mean it?

It is tempting to simply go, to find out for certain whether Lae'zel's words have bite as well as bark. But... no. They will enter the Prism. And one way or another... she will find the answers she needs, and then she will act.

#bjk plays bg3 durge #rakha the dark urge #whoo boy long posts today :P #rationalizing the pc's behavior here is #challenging #lol #luckily rakha is addicted to the guardian's power like a drug so that helps

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fangledeities · 6 months

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Alexandra Daddario

Jacob Wrestling with the Angel, Luca Giordano (Italian, 1634-1705).

#baroque painting #fangledeities #alexandra daddario #luca giordano #unconcerned #uninvolved #challenging #inviting #goddess #art history #baroque #old testament #jacob #book of genesis #pinup #fashion photography #backless dress

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