Sylvia Plath, from from "Stone Boy with Dolphin" in Johnny Panic & The Bible of Dreams: Short Stories, Prose and Diary Excerpts
Thor, reading a fortune cookie: if you kill a killer, the number of killers in the world stays the same
Loki, with a mouth full of takeout: kill two
Loki: Okay I got you the clown costume, the power drill, and 12 gallons of blood
Odin: Wow... where'd you find 12 gallons of fake blood?
Loki: ...you wanted fake blood?
There is not a single heterosexual explanation for this
I mean come on kiss already
you are not a wasteland you just need ibuprofen and a hot bath and a shower and a nutritious meal and some water and some fresh air and to do something productive and to do something creative and to do something that takes physical exertion and to do something social
Devotional Acts to Loki that I don’t see around much:
Wearing mismatched socks
Rearranging your altar (or room/space) sporadically
Taking note every time you see a pride flag— especially if you live in a more conservative area
Deleting photos of things you don’t need memories of
Learning how to hold a snake
Visiting a graveyard and remembering Hel
Taking note of wolf-like dogs you see
Giving attention to a horse
Drinking a cup of very hot tea
Taking (or making) a small dare or bet
Having a bonfire with friends
Attempting the Hot Chip challenge
Visiting a circus
Making gingerbread men— or just cookies in general
Making a dirty joke (although why stop at one? 👀)
Doing something fun for yourself, and only yourself
Eat breakfast for dinner or lunch for breakfast or— you get it
Playing pranks
Pinpointing when someone is lying and not allowing their words to affect you
Shadow Work Shadow Work Shadow Work Sh—
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.
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