*sound Of Mad Cackling Laughter* The Work Shift Is Done! DoBbY IS FReE!

*chuckles and waves with a grin* @lotus-sunn Howdy Honey 👋🏼🧡

And while thanks are very much appreciated, they are not necessary

You are always welcome to come say hi here honey ANYTIME.

All are welcome.

I didnt reply back unfortunalty because I think if I did I wouldnt have ever stopped showering them with thanks yous and compliments

@theanonymousninja247 ahem..hi dear.

Relentless

Relentless (adj): continuing in a determined manner without any interruption.

I hope that I word this well enough to adequately get my feelings across but I had a little thought today about Jesus love for all of us. 

And one specific scripture comes to mind. Roman 8:38-39 which reads

“38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,

39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

While reading this, the definition of the word relentless also comes to mind. This meaning, Jesus’ love for us is the real deal. It’s not going away whether we feel like we deserve it or not. 

I know what that’s like. Thinking that there’s this…version I have to be before I become worthy of His or anybody’s love. I know what it’s like to feel like I have earn, work or prove that I’m perfect to some degree or fashion to just be worth the time and effort of acknowledgment.

It’s such a sad little lie that I’ve unfortunately been believing for most of my life. But the cool thing with getting older, is a little bit of maturity and perspective. And some of that perspective has led me to see my relationship with Jesus and His love for me just a smidge differently. 

Now, in my head, I just imagine Jesus donning the outfit of a linebacker or something football related. He’s plopping his helmet on top of his head as he gets down in his hike ready position before he starts booking it down the field, full on tackling the obstacles and sins of life that prevent His love from getting through. Literally doing EvErYtHiNg in His power to try and reach me. 

And the best part? It’s not just me. He’s trying to reach US. Because WE are His end goal. Now. Always. AND forever.

That love is perfect and eternal and it NEVER changes in intensity or direction.

Jesus is constantly, relentlessly pursing us with His arms WIDE open to receive us home.

So come home friend. In anyway that means to you. Let yourself be loved and know that you ARE enough. You ARE loved. 🫂💙✨

Art credit goes to THE incredibly talented @samlo.es on Instagram. Totally worth checking out if you ever get the chance!

This One’s For The Boys

For my guys, my dudes, my broskis, my mates, my pals, and most importantly, my friends

The Sunshine Boys: those who are so good it's kinda hard to believe they actually exist. Not a mean bone in their body. Always got something nice to say. Works quietly in the background, but is always there for you. Smiles are literally blinding; so full of sunshine goodness and light. Honestly just makes your heart warm to see them again. Life is better simply because they light up every single life they touch, and just like the sun, you desperately miss the warmth of their soul and wholesome character when they are gone. Also somehow also a living golden retriever???

The Cinnamon Roll Boys: boys too sweet and wholesome for this world. May or may not give you a cavity. Always spending time in the kitchen thinking about what new masterpieces they want to create. Secret quiet confidence. A real classic gentleman. The type of boy your momma would love, and your siblings want to be their brother. Strong desire to squish face cheeks because they've got that strong baby energy.  Always there with a smile, a hug and a warm plate of homemade cookies. Compassionate to the max, they just wanna share that goodness with everybody. Always makes you feel welcome and part of the family. Best Friend Material hands down, so he will tease. You have been warned. 

The Adventure Boys: Makes everything seem like a grand adventure. Excitedly grabs your hand with a reckless grin, bright eyes and pulls you into whatever form of mischief they're currently up to. Karaoke jam sessions in the car, late-night food runs, stickers and memorabilia of every trip. Doesn't take pictures as much as they probably should because they're always too caught up in the moment. A little reckless, making your heart race just a little, but heart of gold because they just want to experience the world with you. Every adventure becomes a fond memory with soft but often exasperated smiles. 

The Grass Boys: Quiet soft boys who feel more comfortable out in the sun or up in a tree somewhere. Fantastic listener, wicked observant, probably a closet nerd, but is an engaging story teller once you get to know him. Messy hair always up in a baseball cap with golden skin that's been kissed from adventures out in the sun all day. Has fingers and shoes stained with something he's working on. The handyman, knows oodles of random facts and probably could fix anything if you give enough time and a little bit of duct tape. Dad  in training. Not afraid to take the lead when needed to, but always going to make sure your voice has been included. 100% would be the type to dance in the rain with you. 

The Fire Boys: Boys with boisterous voices and quick tongues whose passions blaze within their hearts. Intense and a little in your face, but they just can't hold back how much they feel. Never afraid to stand up for what they believes in and is loyal almost to a fault. Will fight you and for you. Stubborn and doesn't back down, always wanting to find justice for the world because just wants to make it better. Sometimes anger runs away from him, and worlds may burn a little, but there will be nowhere safer than in the warmth of this boy's hug. 

To all the boys, I'm sorry that we live in a world where your thoughts and feelings have been dismissed and made trivial. 

You are important. You are needed. Your influence is making a difference and the world needs more goodness like you. 

From a girl who sees you, is proud of your efforts and loves you from a distance for the wonderful person that you are. 

I will fight you both

You give off thunder vibes

*Liam Nelson Voice* I know who you are. I will find you, and I will fight you.

*hands on hips* There’s nothing subtle or epic about me, Broski. I’m literally the definition of loud and proud. That makes me lightning and aggressive sunshine. We’ve talked about this.

Funny enough, I didn’t think I was going to reblog this today but I was doing a personal study this morning where I just happened to read something that applied.

Thought I might share it with yall.

“Broken minds can be healed just the way broken bones and broken hearts are healed. While God is at work making those repairs, the rest of us can help by being merciful, nonjudgmental, and kind.” ~Jeffery R. Holland

Life is hard yall. That’s how it’s supposed to be because we’re here to learn and grow. But being cruel in ANY form does not aid ANYONE in that process in the slightest.

I really just wanna pull a page outta Paddington’s book and say

(pic found from Pintrest, if this is your work please let me know so I can tag you properly) Kia Ngāwari my friends 🧡

personably..... i think people on here are mean for no reason sometimes. and it makes everybody ELSE mean for no reason. cuz youre like... 'oh i like this guy and hes acting mean so im gonna behave like that'

and tbh i really hate it. i think if you have a big following you really should watch what you say, cuz like...... people wanna be RIGHT all the time. and they wont think anything through for themselves. mob mentality shit. i find if you act hostile you invite hostile. and if you display hostile, you make others follow suit.

if something enrages me thats a me problem. maybe i havent always done the right thing, maybe ive done things that dont align with what im saying now, but i think the desire to just jump down someones throat from the cringe reaction is bad. its like... cringing is from a kind of self disgust, a self loathing, a denial. thats why you cringe. youre seeing someone outwardly do something you would hate yourself doing. so youre mad at a stranger because of a desire to push something in yourself away. and then people copy your behaviour. what that persons doing probably isnt actually affecting you, so why are you SO bothered? you need to unpack that feeling. like ACTUALLY unpack it. acknowledge it. let it go.

i dont know if this makes any sense. i really just think some people are so fucking mean cuz they think theyre righteous. and thats always a dangerous line of thought.

Just adding to this train of thought with some more pictures I remember from class!

Also @canipleasegetthenumber15…

Please never apologize for getting excited about your topics in the tags. I’ve loved your inputs and they always make me smile!🧡

Not to mention it’s also super refreshing to talk to somebody who understand the same course material because I feel so validated in my own studies so again, I love it and you.

🤔☝🏼Good To Know☝🏼🤔

I try really hard to post uplifting things because I get real sick and tired of all the refuse in the world sometimes and I don’t want to ever add to it.

But sometimes life gets too real, and people I care about get hurt. That’s very hard for me because nothing frustrates me more than feelings of helplessness and an inability to aide. Which is why I firmly believe that good information leads to good inspiration and prevention is the best intervention. With these feelings in mind, I’d like to share some stuff that I thought was useful from my women’s self defense class at university. Hopefully it can help somebody. Please stay safe y’all 🫡🙏🏼🍀🫂

Pretty Random Turtle Thunks: Sway

Rating: Cookies and Cream (16+ plz and thank you)

Do you ever think about Leo and how he’s the king of Insomnia?

He knows a little something about what it’s like to be haunted. To have your bones ache with the ghosts of weary exhaustion; a feeling that unfortunately more often than not makes one feel more dead than alive.

He understands the drag of having to pry your eyes open for just another day, plaster on a smile that stopped feeling real years ago and then attempt to go at it with only half energy in your cup.

Leo understands the rolling around feelings of restlessness, like the waves of a dyspeptic ocean, never settling.

Never still enough to ever find peace.

So can you imagine when Leo finds out one way or another (as he so often does, clever turtle that he is) that somehow you are plagued with a similar state of mind?

It may be for various reasons: work, family, life, responsibilities etc etc and despite the variety of it all, he probably would get it more than most. For despite all the differences, there is a startling amount of connection, a unique relateablilty if you will, between the two of you, that unconsciously draws him close. It’s because of this connection that his heart just… sinks. Leo may very well be a swashbuckling charismatic pirate for all these years he’s learned to travail against his insomnia seas. But you…

You are no such experienced sailor.

The waters of sleep are relentless in their cruelty in their attempt to escape you. And ever in lucks favor, and that being none at all, you are found hopelessly drifting, never to find your own serenity amongst the ever agitated waves.

Perhaps it is that fabled connection that draws Leo close to you tonight, or the fact that you were starting to look like a pale, drawn out tired sail, more than Leo ever cared to see.

He had seen enough ghosts in his own mirrored reflections. Your eyes did not need the weight of such horrors. They were last place he ever wanted to see haunted.

So with actions trickling from his own well of compassion, Leo wordlessly sweeps you up into the cradle of his arms, even despite your indignant squawk something reminiscent of a seagull’s cry. Not that he minds or even will admit to ever listening to you as he begins to rock you.

Back and forth. Back and forth. Back. And. Forth.

Despite all his bravado, Leo never truly believed he was ever worthy of the title of hero. He would fight everything and everyone, including himself, to prove it to the world, to prove it to you, if he could.

And yet…there was something empowering about the feeling of you in his hold.

The way your eyelashes fluttered slowly shut, the hitches of your breath steadied and the planes of your face smoothed. Leo didn’t feel the need to take on the world, not anymore, not when his whole entire world was now here resting in the security of his arms. And so, much like a boat resting in the embrace of the calmest waves, Leo rocks you in the simplest of sways, humming the softest of tunes as he holds you close against his plastron. Silently praying that the beat of his heart would be the siren’s call that would set the rhythm for which you could finally fall asleep. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back. And. Forth.

…

Do you ever think about Leo and how he’s the king of Insomnia?

*lowers sunglasses and shoots y’all with a crooked grin*

Perceive me, if you dare

reblog this if you want anonymous opinions of you

Pretty Random Turtle Thunks

Based off a conversation with my dearest mutual @anobodyinabog about how it would be like to try and keep your mutant turtle boyfriend a secret 😆

watch all the way to the end to make sense

this…I-I…*covers face with hands and tries not to cry*

THIS please please I’m begging you

"If you see the boy I used to be,

Could you show him a little kindness?"

I'm so normal about Anson Seabra. Was gonna make an animatic but it just didn't feel right, so y'all get this instead.

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