#self reflections

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Bakugou Katsuki-centric, Mentioned Yagi Toshinori | All Might, 5 Times, 5+1 Things, Kid Midoriya Izuku, Kid Bakugou Katsuki, Middle School Student Midoriya Izuku, Middle School Student Bakugou Katsuki, U.A. Student Midoriya Izuku, High School Student Bakugou Katsuki, Mentioned Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Eventual Romance, Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Minor Injuries, Final War Arc (My Hero Academia), Post-Final War Arc (My Hero Academia), Marriage Proposal, Love Confessions, Love, Therapy, Fighting, ground beta, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Guilt, Sports Festival Arc (My Hero Academia), Post-Sports Festival Arc (My Hero Academia), Kidnapping, Temporary Character Death, Nightmares, Katsuki's pockets are a main character, they're so in love, U.A student Bakugou Katsuki, Self-Reflection, One Shot, 5 and 1 Summary:

Katsuki has kept his All Might trading card securely in his pocket since the day he got it. It has been with him through everything. One day, Katsuki replaces the card with something else.

or

5 times Katsuki kept his All Might card in his pocket, and 1 time it was a ring instead.

[mymidwestheart]

[the-pigeon-queen]

yeah new self reflections update im so hyped!!!!!!!!!

here's my favorite throwaway joke this chap lol

but :']!! I'm glad you like it!!

It's been really fun to write! ^^ Very self indulgent, very fun

[harmonyhealinghub]

The Power of "Dear Universe" Letters

Shaina Tranquilino

August 13, 2023

Have you heard about the incredible power of writing a "Dear Universe" letter? In recent years, this practice has gained popularity as a powerful tool for manifesting your desires and expressing gratitude. By addressing the universe directly in a heartfelt letter, you create an intimate connection with the cosmic forces that surround us. Whether you seek to ask for what you want or express appreciation for what you already have, these letters can be transformative. Today, we will explore how to write effective "Dear Universe" letters to manifest your dreams and show gratitude.

1. Set the intention:

Before starting your letter, take a moment to set your intentions clearly. Reflect on what it is that you desire or wish to express gratitude for. Be specific and genuine in your intentions, as they form the foundation of your letter's energy.

2. Begin with thanks:

Expressing gratitude is an essential part of writing a "Dear Universe" letter. Start by thanking the universe for everything you are grateful for at present – loved ones, health, accomplishments, experiences, etc. This sets an appreciative tone and aligns your energy with positivity.

3. Create a clear vision:

To ask for what you want effectively, visualize it vividly within your mind's eye while writing your letter. Imagine every detail – from how it looks and feels to how it impacts your life positively. Clearly articulate your desires without limitations or doubts; let the universe know precisely what you envision.

4. Express emotions authentically:

When crafting your letter, allow yourself to dive into raw emotions associated with both receiving what you desire and expressing gratitude genuinely. Pour out any fears or doubts that may arise but transform them into positive affirmations by focusing on trust and unwavering belief in the universe's abundance.

5. Use affirmative language:

Ensure that all aspects of your letter are written in the present tense, as if you have already received what you desire. This way, you align your energy and intentions with that of the universe, signaling readiness to receive and manifest your desires.

6. Show trust and surrender:

Once you have expressed your desires and gratitude, remind yourself that you have entrusted the universe with fulfilling them. Express faith in its divine timing and wisdom while acknowledging that you are open to receiving blessings in unexpected ways.

7. Seal it with love:

Conclude your "Dear Universe" letter by reaffirming your appreciation for the opportunity to co-create with the cosmos. Sign off with a heartfelt expression of love, sealing the connection between yourself and the universe.

8. Release attachment:

After writing your letter, let go of any attachment to outcomes or expectations. Trust that whatever unfolds is for your highest good. Detaching from specific results allows space for miracles and opportunities beyond what you could have imagined.

Writing "Dear Universe" letters can be a powerful practice to manifest our deepest desires and cultivate gratitude for all we've been given. By setting clear intentions, expressing genuine emotions, and releasing attachment, we create an energetic alignment with the universe's abundant forces. So why not take pen to paper today? Pour out your dreams and appreciation in a heartfelt letter addressed to the universe – knowing that when we ask for what we want and express thanks sincerely, incredible transformations can occur within our lives.

[1introvertedsage]

As we go through life, we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.

~Huraki Murakami~

[artpharos]

If I'm honest, I think the real reason my friendship of 14 years failed is because it was never a friendship of equals. From the start, I always never spoke about my needs and wants, deferring to my friend instead, because I didn't want to come across as needy. I always knew that I was only valuable because of the joy I provided her, and the moment I would start to want or have needs I knew it would be a burden or a nuisance to her. And the moment I started to have more needs and wants that I wanted her to provide, she did get irritated at me and treated me as a nuisance and someone she didn't want around anymore. And for three years I couldn't understand how someone who said she loved me could treat me that way, and I never understood how I could stop it from happening again- especially since I was now more open about the raw, gaping wound of my own need to have validation and reassurance, and over the past three years I provided less and less of the joy that she found valuable- through my fics, my company, my art. Eventually I was nothing more than just a burden and a nuisance to her, in some sort of self-fulfilling prophecy.

Maybe that's why there was no way that it could be salvaged.

I guess the lesson I learned from this? That I should be open about my needs and wants from the start, that I shouldn't take any shit from someone who can't be there for me when I need them to be. That I shouldn't sell myself short and invalidate my own feelings just to cater to someone else.

I don't know if we could have fixed things. I don't think so. She'd never accept my account of things and she'd probably say that I'm Just Depressed and I Need Therapy. She'd never be able to change for me, and besides, I'm far too needy for her anyway.

I suppose it's for the best too- she wasn't able to accept that maybe I had needs of her and decided to turn that on me by telling me my shortcomings were due to Bad Mental Health and that I had to fix myself in order for us to continue our friendship. Not intentionally, I'm sure, but that's ultimately what I take from the past three years. And honestly? She's a shit mental health expert, and listening to her has caused me so much pain and grief because I ended up turning against myself and loathing myself so much because I couldn't be what she wanted me to be.

I'm happier now. I just miss her, regardless. I wish there was another way we could have made things work. And I hope nobody else makes the same mistakes I did. Your worth should not be defined by other people, no matter how much you love them.

[sumhats]

I am homesick, why?

Because my home isn’t this world. My home is Jannah, My soul longs to be in Jannahtul firdaus.

But it isn’t easy to reach my home; my enemy shaitan is constantly plotting plans to deviate me from my path. There are so many obstacles and it isn’t easy to get there, why?

Because my Jannah has a price. So try holding on to the rope of Allah firmly and stop following shaitan for shaitan has no authority over me unless I follow him, and insha Allah I will reach my home, Jannahtul firdaus.

[renofmanyalts]

What does your muse think of their own appearance? (for Rhenbraen~)

Who: Rhenbraen Helbsyn, various NPCs

What: Sometimes a mistaken assumption had to be put down with a fist.

Where: Amajina & Sons mining operations, Central Thanalan

When: Spread over the last twelve years

Content notes: BIG warning for sexual harassment, REPEATED misgendering, violence

Written for MAHI prompt words: ASSUMPTION

Crossed Arms

“What’re ye doing here, lass?” The forge boss’ teeth flashed in a smile.

“Don’t call me that.” Spat, like something disgusting.

His eyes slid up and down slowly, lingering just shy of their gazes meeting again. “Maybe if ye asked sweet-like, I’d call you honey, instead.”

An acidic burning flared behind Rhenbraen’s sternum.

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Broad Shoulders

The overfilled bucket dug into Rhenbraen’s collarbone. The arm that held it there was trembling, despite every effort to avoid it. 

A voice called from the rear: “Hold up now, laddie, ain’t no reason to carry that all by yerself--”

He circled around, reaching to lend a hand.

“-- oh, er, pardon me -- miss.”

The flash of sneering satisfaction -- not quite pleasurable -- snuffed out. The smoke it left behind was choking, bitter.

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Short for a Roegadyn... Tall for a Hyur

“LISTEN, son, I don’t care who your mama laid with, there ain’t no swivin’ call for that.” The driller rubbed at his jaw, hissing at the rising bruise.

Rhenbraen sealed their lips shut, nostrils flaring. Their knuckles stung. 

“It’s Rhenbraen. Not son.“

“Rhenbraen, then.”

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Voices floated down from the shaft above.

“....what in the hells am I s’posed to call ‘em, then?!” 

“Maybe don’t call Rhenbraen anything. Just... don’t talk to ‘em, aye? Swear that bastard would rather you bit your tongue clean through before bein’ even a little friendly.”

“Shut up, you two!” The foreman’s voice was all gravel. “What are you, two hags gossipin’ over the washing? Back to work!”

“Yes, boss.”

Rhenbraen did their best to hide their smirk. Their sledge swung true.

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Rhenbraen likes certain things about their appearance -- their strong shoulders, the line of their nose -- but in general, they would rather their appearance stay hidden. It causes too much trouble.

Written with “Sixteen Tons” by Tennessee Ernie Ford on loop.