Silvertongue-dreamer

eat delicious things in every sense. savor novels that unravel slowly, like decadent meals for the mind. let sunlight kiss ur skin, bask in its warmth like an endless summer. hold close the people who make you feel alive, kiss them tenderly, love them fiercely. laugh at bad jokes, the kind that make you roll ur eyes but secretly smile. plant basil on your windowsill, water it with care, breathe in its fragrance as you stir it into your meals. be unafraid to indulge in beauty, to notice it everywhere and to consume it greedily. there is no virtue in starving yourself of joy, no wisdom in rationing delight.

sundays rule number 1: DON'T THINK ABOUT YOUR LIFE

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Sit with it, parse it, integrate it, air it out, clarify it, then loosen your grip

lokius as ship tropes or, i know we said "there's a fanfic writer loose in the marvel scriptwriters room" as a joke, but i don't think it's a joke anymore.

a promise of spring

Devotional acts for Loki🖤

These are just some ways I personally honor Him.

Wear shades of green, black, and gold.

Do my makeup. Especially in a dramatic way (I see it as a way of shapeshifting)

Laugh at stupid shit ESPECIALLY when no one else gets it.

Listen to comedy podcasts/stand up with Him. (Especially Chris D'Elia)

Be undoubtedly and unapologetically myself.

Support my friends, and those who need it. (LGBT community, Black Lives Matter, Planned Parenthood, etc)

Compliment people when they wear things that you know they like but are worried about what other people might think.

Volunteer/ help out those in need.

Eat gingerbread cookies. Or anything with cinnamon in it.

Drink cider.

Admire nature, and the animals in it. Find beauty in all of them, not just puppies and kittens, but alligators and rats too.

Decorate your home and yourself in snakes.

Be proud of yourself. You’re awesome, and beautiful just the way you are.

Clean or redecorate your house/room.

Light incense.

Make blueberry gin or whatever cocktail you prefer.

Throw a party.

Be a misfit, be friends with misfits.

Listen to The Misfits (or other punk bands)

Play with children and encourage them to use their imaginations as much as possible.

Tell stories.

Believe in crazy and impossible things.

Take no shit.

Mess around with people (take that as you may)

Learn a ‘useless’ talent. Like, speaking Morse code, or playing the spoons. (No talent is useless but maybe these aren’t as useful)

Don’t take yourself or life too seriously.

Don’t give a fuck about what people think of you.

Speak your mind.

Say no when you need it.

Say yes when you want to.

Read old, sad poetry and then visit those sad poets graves with flowers.

by 8og

"What do you do for a living?"

Oh I am a professional hopeless romantic and I read books and cry in my free time.

I keep thinking about him