HEALSELFS

DIG  STONES  OUT  FROM  YOUR  WOUNDS  [...]  REST  YOUR  WEARY  HEAD  HERE. 

[healselfs]

reminder  :  classes  have  started  for  me  !   i  will  not  be  as  active  on  here  as  i  previously  was  but  i  will  be  running  on  a  2  posts  a  day  queue.   mondays  are  relatively  slower  but  the  rest  of  the  week  will  probably  mean  i’m  missing  until  the  weekend.   feel  free  to  reach  out  for  my  dis.cord  if  you  want  it  and  we’re  mutuals.  

[healselfs]

please  for  the  love  of  god,  read  my  rules  before  following.  especially  the  last  clause.   and  also  just  don’t  interact  if  we’re  not  mutuals  ! 

[baifengxis]

Big Tight Group Hug!

[capinejghafa]

you were meant to save the world...

[seance]

VANYA HARGREEVES + her siblings’ love.

[healselfs]

LENNON

𝙮𝙤𝙪    𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩    𝙩𝙝𝙚    𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝    𝙝𝙚𝙧    𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚    𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨    𝙮𝙤𝙪.    actually    it’s    very    interesting    to    see    scorpius,    rubeus    and    rose    react    to    james    walking    in    and    kissing    you    like    it’s    the    normal    thing    in    this    world.    she    looks    like    she’s    about    to    explode,    but    james    leaves    to    say    hello    to    other    people,    so    you    grab    her    shoulders,    and    go,    ❝  you    cannot    freak    out,    okay,  ❞    you    laugh    again,    shaking    your    head,    ❝  it’s    a    new    thing    and    you    are    not    allowed    to    say    anything    about    it,  ❞    all    it    reminds    you    is    when    she    tried    to    set    you    up    with    him    when    you    were    all    at    hogwarts.    this    is    different,    and    you    know    they    can    all    see    it.    rubeus    is    probably    the    one    who    realizes    how    different    it    is.    ❝  but    i    will    let    you    scream    for    three    seconds.    that    is    all    you’re    allowed,    alright?  ❞

                                                     @healselfs    hit    the    ♡.

her  eyes  go  wide  as  she  watches  what  occurs  in  front  of  her.   it  feels  like  the  world  is  shattering,   colliding  in  a  way  that  felt  like  it  always  was  meant  to.   she  grabs  scorpius’  sleeve  before  lennon  grabs  her.  rose  opens  her  mouth  to  scream,  to  shout  to  exclaim but  is  quickly  silence  by  her  friend  explaining.  her  eyes  still  wide  as  her  hands  grab  at  lennon’s.   she’s  given  permission,  it  hits  her  mind,  then  she  goes  ballistic.   “   when  did  this  happen ?   how  did  it -  why  didn’t  you  !   ”     she  could  turn  red.    “   how  DARE  you  not  tell  me  immediately  ?   ”    she  grabs  at  lennon’s  shoulders  and  shakes.   “   tell  me  everything  !  how  did  that  happen  !   are  you  two  serious  ?   ”

[healselfs]

KOVU

𝙝𝙚𝙧  𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚  𝙤𝙛  𝙝𝙞𝙨  𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧  𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙨  𝙠𝙤𝙫𝙪’𝙨  𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙  𝙖  𝙗𝙞𝙩.   he even smiles a little, offering her a hand up from the ground.  he can do this  —  he can show her how to fight and hunt.  that’s …  all he can do, really.  he situates the two of them near the center of the training circle, his sister taking steps back and beginning to set down her own weapons to clean, casually wiping at the blood on her own arm from one of kovu’s strikes she doesn’t quite manage to parry in time. 

“  𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗹𝗹  𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵  𝗼𝗻  𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸,  ”    kovu says, handing kiara a blade.  he is more at ease like this  —  here, surrounded by fighting and practice and weaponry, than he ever is anywhere else in the pridelands so far.  he is alert  —  always ready here  —  but this is what he knows.  this is what he is.    “  𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁  𝗮𝘀  𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱  𝗮𝘀  𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴.  ”    he gives her a teasing wink. 

she  accepts  his  help -  off  the  ground  and  into  his  world.  he  seems  so  at  ease  with  himself,  as  if  he  is  completely  sure  of  his  every  move.            because  he  had  to  be,   she  reminds  herself.   though  she  never  was  sure  of  herself.   every  move  was  clumsy  or  too  loud.   even  as  a  leader.  on  days  her  father  put  her  in  charge,  she  felt  that  every  decision  was  wrong  even  when  they  weren’t.  

so  she  can’t  help  fumbling  slightly  when  he  hands  her  a  weapon.   her  hands  clasp  it  tightly,  feeling  the  weight  of  it.   she  stares  at  it,  eyes  wide  before  looking  back  up  at  him,  nose  scrunching  at  his  comment.   she  sends  a  glare  his  way  though  it  holds  no  heat  and  she  smiles.   “   well,  maybe  i  could  hunt  if  i  had  a  better  teacher.  hope  my  fighting  teacher  is  better.   ”    her  tongue  sticks  out  in  defiance  before  she  holds  the  blade  how  she  thinks  it’s  meant  to  be  held. 

[healselfs]

someone add klaus to their multi immediately

[grawpish]

❛  by  the  way,  think  you  could  introduce  me  to  you  friend,  granger?  wouldn’t  mind  getting  on  a  first  -  name  basis  with  her,  if  you  know  what  i  mean?   ❜   a  portrayal  of  cormac  mclaggen  from j.k  rowlings  harry  potter  book  series.   private.  selective.  penned  by  tj.  ( x )

[healselfs]

once  i have  wifi,  i’ll  add  cassandra  and  florence  to  this  blog.   because  i  cannot  keep  switching  between  the  two. 

[healselfs]

olympiose is why the gays win

[hp-selfcare]

self-care is ignoring canon

[healselfs]

for everyone who liked my starter call anda re wondering... where the fuck is your starter, the building fucked up and verizon can’t install our router until monday earliest so i will do them then. sorry kids.

[leneemusing]

softer prompts

“  i’m not going anywhere.  ” “  you make me feel safe.  ”   “  i think i might be in love with you.  ” “  i just like seeing you happy.  ” “  just let me take care of you.  ” “  you’re my family.  ” “  i can stay, if you want.  ” “  you make me feel alive.  ” “  you’re captivating.  ” “  i want you to know i’ll always be here for you. whatever you need.  ” “  you don’t have to tell me anything, we can just sit here.  ” “  i trust you. more than anyone else.  ” “  you have a beautiful soul.  ” “  i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it.  ” “  i hope i see you in my dreams.  ” “  do you trust me?  ” “  you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever.  ” “  i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like.  ” “  you make everything a little easier.  ” “  will you just…hold me? please.  ” “  just tell me everything’s gonna be okay.  ” “  you’re enough. you’re more than enough.  ” “  you have my heart in your hands. be gentle with it.  ” “  i wanna be the one you go to. the first one you tell when there’s something good. the shoulder to cry on when it’s bad. and every mundane thing in between. i want to share it all with you.  ” “  i have faith in you.  ” “  i’ve never met anyone quite like you.  ” “  knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time.  ” “  every hard thing in my life feels worth it. it all led me to you.  ” “  i feel like i could endure anything as long as i have you to come home to.  ” “  i can tell something’s bothering you.  ” “  what can i do to help?  ” “  come on. let’s get out of here.  ” “  i’m taking you somewhere special.  ” “  where are you taking me?  ” “  i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you.  ” “  you make me feel like i’m worthy.  ” “  you deserve good things.  ” “  i want to be your home.  ” “  loving you is like something holy.  ” “  i made you something.  ” “  come back to bed.  ” “  stay the night with me.  ” “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “   you wanna talk about it?  ” “  did you wanna tell me something?  ”  “  you’ll always have me.  ” “  i’m proud of you.  ”   “  i need you.  ” “  thank you. for always being there for me.  ” “  don’t ever let anyone make you doubt your worth.  ” “  i’m not leaving you. not ever.  ”   “  you have kind eyes.  ”   “  sleep, my love. i’ll keep the nightmares away.  ”   “  there’s so much light in you.  ” “  i want you here.  ”  

ACTIONS: 

❀ for a forehead kiss ✦ for our muses to hold hands ❉ for one muse to nap against the other ✱ for one muse to surprise the other ✸ for our muses to cuddle  ❄ for our muses to enjoy the first snow of winter  ♛ for my muse to teach yours something new ☂ for our muses to stargaze  ♡ for one muse to wake the other with breakfast in bed ♤ for a kiss on the palm ☁ for our muses to get caught in the rain without an umbrella ☀ for one muse to surprise the other with a home-cooked meal  ☾ for one muse to hug the other without explanation  ♞ for one muse to give the other a massage  ✞ for one muse to give the other flowers ✔ for one muse to caress the other’s face ✚ for our muses to shower/bathe together  ＄for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly 

[tiny-pumpkin-princess]

If you aren’t gonna kiss my forehead after I do something cute then whats the point?

[healselfs]

@varietur

[varietur-deactivated20210314]

@healselfs​:        “ boys are reckless creatures. ” //     from rose @ gemma.

          Gemma can feel her eyes stinging,     the build up to tears.   She hates crying,   especially over a boy but she cannot find it within herself to hold it back any longer.   She felt as though she was made the fool,   for ever holding a candle to someone who did not want her in the way she wanted him.     The feel of his lips,   their kiss     -     it had meant not nearly close to half of what it had meant to her.   She can only be mad at herself,   the tears falling forth from her lashes in tremulous rage.   Her hands ball tightly into the sleeves of her robes,   lifted to wipe away the burning rivers down her cheeks.

          ❛ I hate him. ❜     She doesn’t,     and she had thought the words would make her feel better but they don’t.   Instead they incite more tears,   more crying,   a sob choked on caught somewhere in her throat.   Gemma is a mess,   always five when she cries,   and her only comfort is knowing that it is only Rose to see her this way.   Beneath the usually carefully poised mask she wears is still a girl very much in the process of growing.   Her voice quivers,   daring to try and find the proper words to displace her pain.      ❛ They’re crueler creatures than   -   than I’ve ever read about. ❜

          She knows Rose understands this pain,   knows that she can rely on her to ease it.   It was,   after all,   how they had become friends in the first place.   Gemma is were Rose was then,   alone and perhaps mostly feeling angry at herself more than anything.   She rubs at her cheeks until they feel raw beneath the material of her uniform,   until that hurts almost as much as the painful thudding in her chest.   It’s a distraction at the very least and not much more than the girl can ask for as she cries all of her tears to emptiness.

          For a long while neither of them speak,   Rose sitting quietly at her side as she breathes in deep.     In through her nose,   out through her mouth     as her mother had taught her to help calm herself.   Gemma leans against Rose,   seeking out the warm comfort,   ignoring the threat of a headache that begins to build.   She thinks of Kartik,   bottom lip trembling.   She does not understand him,   no matter how hard she tries.   It’s as though he pushes and pulls her like the moon does the tides,   and she can only ever comply.

         ❛ …   Why does it hurt so much? ❜     Gemma whispers,   though perhaps more to the silence than wanting Rose to answer because she already knows why.   In a deep and buried place in her heart.   Her head rests upon her friends shoulder,   arms wrapped around knees and brought to her chest to hug herself as she ponders.   Boys were truly reckless creatures and with the tender hearts of girls most of all.

[healselfs]

gracie and i deciding that there is no such thing as a white next gen character is perhaps the only accomplishment of mine that will matter @varietur