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I can only recognize I few of these But I do get inspired by them.

Never change, Tumblr.

(Yes, I’m back in the pseudo-flash mood.)

I like their advice 💕

𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑡 — 𝑅𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒 — 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑙

dear reader you are kind, selfless, powerful, strong, smart, resilient and determined. you get things done and you are there for the people you love. life gets busy, so busy that often we forget how to slow down and make sure we are okay. it’s easy to work work work, tend to others emotionally and somehow forget to tend to ourselves. it’s so important to be mindful of this. we cannot pour from an empty cup, so we have to make sure we are okay in order to function properly and in order to help others.

ask yourself — am i okay emotionally? am i okay mentally? am i okay physically? these are things we should ask ourselves on a regular basis and if the answer is “no” then you should make it your top priority to tend to yourself.

make sure to get plenty of rest! your body and mind needs this to be able to go on. rest is so important, mentally and physically. turn off the noise and chaos in your life and tend to your needs ... listen to what your mind needs, what your body needs. sleep, food, laughter, a good book, a comfort movie, love, a good cry, social interaction, solitude etc. whatever it is, do that for yourself. allow yourself to recharge so you will be ready to get back to your daily life; school or work.

begin your healing journey. acknowledge what happened. allow yourself to feel.. be sad, cry.. it’s okay. get help if you need to, go to therapy or talk to a loved one. meditate, practice self care - listen to music - music can be very healing, start a healing journal — write down all your feelings daily. start with things that has happened in the past and write down how it made you feel and ways you think you can overcome it. then write down the present things that are happening in your life, how they make you feel and ways you can overcome them.

healing takes time. don’t rush your process and don’t compare your process to others .everyone has their own timeline in life. no one’s journey is the same. so don’t feel like you may be behind or healing too slow. there’s no such thing. you will bloom on your own time.

remember that the love and kindness you give to others is the same love and kindness that you need to give to yourself. make self care and mental healthy a top priority, speak kind words (affirmations) to yourself daily, go to bed at a decent hour and try to get 8+ hrs of sleep each night, clear your mind and let go of things you can’t control instead of worrying about them, don’t skip meals, drink water daily, exercise, try yoga, pick up a hobby that helps you relax and stay calm etc .. if you practice doing these things daily you will see such an important in your everyday life ♡

make it a daily or weekly goal to

rest your mind and body

recharge mentally, emotionally and physically

continue on your healing journey

sending love and positive energy, please accept ‹3

I LOVE this version and it's very hard to find on Genricpuff's blog

LORE | REKINDLED - Whooosh.

I have zero shame including an Office reference if LO wants to be an office comedy so bad ajkfldsajklfasj

READ THE PREVIOUS EPISODE HERE

For those of y'all who have been wondering, I'm gonna be writing Rekindled with pilot LO content in mind. This includes the original version of Apollo, who didn't assault Persephone but actually went on a date with her (still a huge dick though LMAO)

So yeah ! Look forward to that :3 Check out the pilot panels below!

I'm saving this for when I decided to move to the next step and try to mimic Lore Rekindle/Lore Olympus art

Also am I the only one who thinks of the word Tasty and delicious when seeing Lore Rekindled art work

a gouache test !

made this mostly with the Flat 1 Texture brush from Maddy Bellwoar's Gouache Brushes pack! It's got some pretty fun textures in there as well as some nice foliage stamps and brushes, highly recommend! (and thanks to @ephemeral-roses for recommending it to me!)

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This is Very Cute!

Same energy as Connecticut Clark and Malfina (≧ヮ≦)

25 posts!

Lily of the Valley and Cigarette Butts

Summary: LORE Rekindled Oneshot, canon complacent, takes place after ep 70, in which a confused Minthe opens the door to none other than Persephone.

Word Count: 2.9K

Warnings: swearing, references to violence, lots of smoking A/N: So, I’ve never posted fanfiction before, but I’m a huge fan of @genericpuff’s LORE Rekindled series and while showering, this oneshot popped into my head. And it hasn’t left. So after a lot of editing and rereads, here it is. I have never smoked a cigarette in my life so everything in this is an educated guess. I hope I did these awesome characters justice. @1theneighborhoodcoffeeaddict1

Minthe angerly paced the length of the swimming pool, wet red hair swinging behind her. He was late. Hades’s little family reunion, which usually took three or four hours, had him gone for ten. She slowly inhaled a searing breath of nicotine before putting out the stub against an expensive flower pot. 

What the fuck could he be doing? Was Zeus keeping him out there? Sometimes he brought the king of the gods home, smelling like wine and ozone, too ashamed to crawl back to his palace. She’d have to avoid her favorite living room if that’s who Hades returned with, lest she be accosted by Zeus. At least Hades didn’t bring his sister-in-law around anymore. When he’d invited her over that rainy night, she’d finally told him how much it hurt that he constantly invited that bitch into their home. And Hades had listened. Baby steps. 

Minthe’s fingers shook lifting the lighter to her mouth. Her reflection in the pool water was nothing but a smudge of frantic red, framed by cream pink flowers. 

Without thinking, Minthe spun around and lifted the lighter to the potted plants. Of course her fucking boyfriend put pink flowers where he relieved all his stress. Her fucking boyfriend, not Kore, Persephone, whatever. Hades was her boyfriend. 

She couldn’t have him.

The flowers smoldered, red flames tall in the air. For one glorious moment, the toxicity and violence of the action lifted her up to an ambrosial high-and she didn’t even do that shit. Then like a meteor, she landed back in reality and the gravity of her consequences tugged the skin tight around her bones. 

Hades was going to yell at her. Minthe clenched a cigarette tight in her finger. She would yell back. Her teeth practically bit into the end of it. He would ask her why. The heat burned her mouth. She would ask him why he’d been late. Her lungs choked on the toxic smoke. He’d tell her to answer his question.Minthe sputtered on the exhale. She’d tell him to go to hell. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. He’d say he always already there. 

It would be the stupid argument to end all stupid arguments, even worst than the time he’d dumped her over a tube of lipstick. And just like that, Minthe could see the ashes of her relationship slipping through her fingers like burning flower petals. 

This is your fault. The voice sounded like Hera’s, predicting the words the goddess would hiss next time they met. You could’ve waited. He wouldn’t have yelled if you had just waited. 

She didn’t need the queen of the gods rubbing in her mistakes like she was a steak on Tartarus’ Tavern. Minthe took another long drag of her cigarette, and briefly, everything seemed quiet. But another voice joined, smooth and sweet-

I would’ve waited.

The cigarette landed on the tile with a wet splat. Minthe dragged her ash covered fingers through her hair, the wisps of a scream escaping through clenched teeth. These moments made her feel like a bomb. Each new voice criticizing her-from the rulers of this very realm to judgey Fatesbook users-was like another spark to the fuse. Eventually, one would catch. 

Minthe would look like a complete bitch. Everyone would leave her. She’d be left behind to slowly pick up the pieces of herself and an apology for shit she didn’t do would be expected in three to five business days. 

When did her life get so predictable?

When the knock came, Minthe ignored it. Hades always came through the garage. It was probably just some sleazy minor deity, come to shake a business deal out of the god of wealth. She’d leave them to their own impatience. 

It wasn’t until Cerberus bolted past her for the door that Minthe got up to let him in. Worry twisted her empty stomach. If he wasn’t letting himself in, something bad must’ve happened. The triple heads of anxiety, regret, and defensiveness reared within her. 

Cerberus whined, pushing his noses against the base of the entrance. Minthe gave him a soothing pat before opening the door. She expected to see Hades, bruised and bloody. 

She did not expect to see Persephone on the door step, clad in a beautiful white dress with delicate butterflies perched in her hair.  

Minthe immediately moved to close the door, sure this was a nightmare. To her horror, Cerberus pushed the door open with one head and greeted Persephone with his other two. 

Persephone softly cooed to the dog, scratching behind his ears, while Minthe stood there in shock. Anger was forming like lightning in her blood. Professional relationship her ass, Persephone was on Hades’s doorstep, dressed to the nines, while petting his dog like she’d known Cerberus his entire life. This was clearly not the first time she’d stopped by, judging from the way Cerberus eagerly leaned into her touch. 

Panic overtook every emotion in her body. The cold, cruel realization that she was being replaced froze her in place. After everything she’d done, all that she had put in and worked on, and she was losing to a saccharine pink, organic sugar, goddess of gardens.  

No. No, she wouldn’t be replaced. She had done too much for that son of a bitch to be pushed aside for Persephone.

“Hades isn’t home.” Minthe said slowly, lacing each word with venom. “You missed him.”

“I know.” Her voice was annoyingly perfect, just like everything about her. Somewhere between godly loud and mortal high. A stupid combination of good attributes. “I came to pick something up.”

Yeah fucking right. Minthe had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep the words from escaping. “What are you looking for?”

“My mother’s brooch.”

“Why would Hades have your mother’s brooch?” Minthe tried not to seethe but honestly. They’d known each other for a few months and he was holding on to her family heirlooms? Hades could be intense but she’d never seen him be so invested. It pissed her off. 

“I was wearing it the day of my interview.” Persephone replied, eyes finally lifting to meet her own. “I lost it during my foray into Tower Four.”

Oh. That’s why she was here. Despite the truce they’d made, Persephone obviously had her doubts with Minthe, just like she had for her. Only she didn’t have a good lie for showing up to her house with an excuse to snoop. 

Minthe stood back, opening the door for Persephone to step through. “I suppose you don’t want my directions.” She bit out. 

“No, I don’t.” Persephone admitted, briefly cocking her head to study Hades’s grand atrium. It was certainly a sight to behold with its carved marble and pristine tiles but surely nothing that a goddess like her hadn’t seen before. “He said he brought it into the lounge.”

Minthe followed Persephone with no amount of subtly. She paid her no mind, only looking in her direction when Cerberus brushed against her legs. Her eyes widened at the sight of a burning pot of plants but Minthe hissed, “Don’t even think about it,” before she could remark. Wisely, Persephone didn’t. 

Minthe scrutinized her, trying to understand what the hell Hades saw in her. A goddess with large tits and an acceptable face, there were hundreds of those. There had to be something past looks that drew him in-right? Persephone’s pink hair was longer than usual, almost to her feet and tinged with a green that was clearly magic, not box dye. “You might want to get a hair cut before work tomorrow.”

“It doesn’t matter. Tomorrow’s my last day.”

The words came with such finality that Minthe had to wait to make sure they were real. Hard working, humble, studious Persephone was quitting her first non-nepotism job? She had to tamp down a few overly excited questions as Persephone explained. Though Minthe didn’t miss the way her dirt covered fingers curled into fists.

“Hera invited me to her home to do some gardening today,” Of course Persephone was chummy with Hera. Why the hell shouldn’t she be? “But some uninvited, very intoxicated guests showed up.” 

“Hades and his brothers.” 

Persephone snorted. They were walking side by side through the dark halls but Minthe could see the frustration and rage lining the goddess’s features. She didn’t want to admit that she hadn’t been this afraid since they striked their truce, blood red eyes glaring down at her. 

“Poseidon and Zeus had to carry him between themselves. Dio knocked him unconscious.”

Dionysus as well. Was there anyone in the Olympian family not eating out of this woman’s very palm? Hermes had lied to her, her best friend and boyfriend were the twins, and even Hecate defended her. Persephone was just that damn perfect. 

Minthe bit back her own jabs to ask, “Why the hell did Dionysus knock my boyfriend unconscious?” She wasn’t going to drink wine for the next ten years out of spite. 

“I don’t know. He was pretty disoriented when he woke up and we didn’t get to talk much during dinner because Hera and Zeus were-”

“Arguing?”

“Zeus said one thing about the food and Hera took it personally.”

Minthe rolled her eyes. “Not a fan.”

“He’s my creator.” Minthe felt herself go into cardiac arrest. But Persephone winked in what she could only guess was an attempt to be reassuring. “But I wasn’t impressed either. For a king, he’s terrible at first impressions.”

“He’s also bad at talking to anyone he doesn’t want to fuck.” Minthe muttered. Persephone looked like she was wanted to smile through her disgust. 

“I went to the garden to escape them and Hades followed.” Persephone paused in the entrance of the lounge. She seemed to be staring at the stuffed chimera head on the wall. “I asked him why he’s been giving me the cold shoulder at work.”

Minthe had been wondering that too though she’d chalked it up to Hades getting his shit together, taking the hint on how much it bothered her, or both. “What did he say?”

“That he wanted to be professional.” 

Thank Gaea, he was listening. Persephone settled into one of the arm chairs, the crystalline flower brooch clutched in her fingers. Minthe hovered over her shoulder, impatience tainting her voice. “And?”

“I broke down by telling him that I’ve been stressed out by work and not having the brooch all week. Hades told me he was sorry.” Of course, both things Minthe had done to try and get Persephone out of Underworld Co had brought them closer together. “But then I told him about my friend Alex blocking and ghosting me and he got this . . . I’ve never seen that look on him before.” 

Minthe’s curiosity was morbidly piqued. A deep instinct told her what the god of the dead had done, as he loved to do, but another wanted to know exactly what her boyfriend had done to scare her off. “What did he say?”

Persephone was quiet for a long time before she spoke. It was only because Minthe was intimately familiar with the sound that she recognized the goddess was holding back tears. “Hades ripped out Alex’s left eye.” 

This time the words flew out of her mouth without forethought. “What the fuck?”

A quiet sob broke out of Persephone. Through  pink, shimmering tears, she told Minthe the story from the morning after the Panatheana to Persephone’s reaction just hours ago. Which was to bury Hades with a newly grown tree and storm out without another word. 

“I wasn’t leaving without my brooch.” Persephone finished, shoulders slumped. “I’m taking this, turning in my badges tomorrow, and I’ll never be in your life again.” 

It sounded like an apology which pissed Minthe off. She didn’t need sympathy. “Don’t sound so sentimental, Pinkie.” 

Persephone crossed her arms, sniffing softly. “I thought he was my friend.” 

No, no, they were not doing this. They were not going to braid each other’s hair and bitch over boyfriends when Minthe still had one. Hades and her were miserable together. There was no one else for them. If Persephone couldn’t handle a little darkness, she could leave. Nobody was keeping her here. 

“And now?” Minthe needed to hear, for her own reassurance. 

“A part of me still cares for him.” 

Well of course she did. This was lollipop sweet Persephone.  “And the other part?” 

“Wants to punch him in the face again.” 

“Again?” 

Persephone nodded down the hall. “I reacted a little strongly to his presence when I first woke up here.” 

Minthe smiled bitterly. “I won’t stop you.” 

Persephone smiled back, fingers reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. Minthe jerked back and Persephone smiled apologetically. “Thank you, Minthe. This month has probably been really hard for you. You’re such a patient person.” 

She blinked. She didn’t get thanked often and she shook off the warm feeling of appreciation that surged through her at the praise. Minthe had to be the one person who was immune to her charms. “You’re welcome, Persephone.” 

The goddess stared blankly at her. “Kore.” 

“What?” 

“You can call me Kore.” 

One non-hostile conversation had apparently leveled Minthe up to being able to call her the maiden instead of the bringer of death. “Do you want me to call you a psychopomp?” 

“No, I’ll fly home.” Right. Gods didn’t need transportation, they were transportation. As Kore got up, Cerberus happily trailing behind her, she turned around. “I understand if it’s personal, but I am the daughter of Demeter and she taught me to never come in empty handed . . . But I did. Is there anything I can give you in return for welcoming me into your home?” 

Minthe had never been a stickler for tradition but she couldn’t really object to a goddess. “Well, what were you thinking of?” 

“Those flowers?” Kore adjusted the brooch on the collar of her dress. “It’ll only take a second, I swear.” 

Minthe found herself agreeing, telling herself it was only because it was better to erase the problem, even if it was Kore doing’s. But she’d underestimated how much of a mess she left. Shame licked a hot streak up her neck and arms as Kore took in the cigarette butts and lighters. Of course, she didn’t say anything. She was Kore. Minthe reminded herself that that was a bad thing. 

The flowers were still smoldering and with a wiggle of her fingers, the rest of the flowers wilted. 

“Some flower goddess.” 

“For something to grow healthily again, you have to get rid of it’s toxic roots.” Kore smiled, her rosy skin glowing with power. “If I simply made it grow again, it’d wilt again after a few weeks.” 

The petals and stems melted into the dirt, leaving a glowing sheen over the soil. Kore gave a soft hum and new flowers emerged, bright pink and shimmering with life. Kore was smiling to herself proudly and Minthe had to admit, her powers were kind of cool. She was hardworking and intelligent, and if tomorrow was her last day . . . Well, maybe she could enable her computer program again. 

Minthe watched Kore fade into the sky, trails of magic fluttering behind her. Cerberus whined pathetically after her. Minthe scratched between his ears, rolling her eyes. So easily attached. 

Hades still wasn’t home so Minthe busied herself. He wasn’t going to be back for a while if the god of madness and Persephone had gotten to him. She sweeped away the ash and butts and made herself dinner, Cerberus circling her the entire time at the smell. When she sat down to eat, she didn’t pull out her phone and mindlessly scroll Fatesbook. Minthe tried to follow the advice those hippies shilled out of ‘living in the moment’-appreciating the fruits of her labor and the sweet taste of victory. Kore was finally leaving her life at the cost of some photographer’s eye. 

Minthe cringed at the thought. Despite the farce she put on for Kore, violence unsettled her. It was too close to home, the brutal power of the gods that could end her life in a snap. Hera’s face came too mind much too quickly. But Hades could never scare her. She knew him like the back of her hand and a temper was one of the flaws that she’d come to love him for. It was something they had in common. But where Hades had the power to take it out on others physically, she had to settle for subtle digs and schemes. 

Miserable together she thought, wiping her lips with the napkin. That’s the way we want it to be. 

Sitting at the edge of the pool, a glass of water in her hand and some book she hadn’t opened in forever, Minthe felt … Happy. A rarity for her. And when she saw the clusters of new pink flowers behind her, she surprised herself by picking one. Just a small one and her long red tresses hid it well. 

But it was there nonetheless. A little bit of Kore to accompany her as she got ready for the night. Her compliment still buzzed pleasantly beneath her skin, and she was torn between letting it stay or beating it away with a stick. The goddess was leaving, she couldn’t hurt her anymore. And she’d been … Nice, even considering everything Minthe had done. Even she could appreciate such saint like grace. 

A dark voice spoke in her head, a defensive mechanism after so many years alone. She’s just pretending. There are no perfect people. 

Minthe quelled the voice by telling it to fuck off and let her sleep. And she did. Better than she had in a while. 

The flower was still lush with life when she woke up. New soil would keep it like that for a long time. 

Kittens, Cats, Fur babies HOORAY. 😻😊🥹😁

Sunshine in Hell - Shaun's Cat Family

You know, after my last post, I got to thinking that Shaun definitely grew up in a house with cats. I have no doubts Leticia would've gotten herself at least one black cat to complete her witchy ensemble at some point, and Antwon is definitely a cat guy.

Baby Moon Pie might be Shaun's first furbaby, but he had himself a fair amount of fursiblings over the years. They may or may not be referenced in Sunshine in Hell, but it brought a smile to my face coming up with a few furry family members for Shaun. I figured someone else might find my funny feline indulgence entertaining as well, so I decided to make it into a ramble.

Yes, this is just a blatant excuse to play around with cat ideas and characters. I make no apologies for my undying love of cute kitties.

Duchess Dahlia Briar Binx the Second was the first in her line to greet Shaun upon his grand arrival, as he was born long after Duchess Dahlia Briar Binx the First sadly passed. She was an elegant, classy lady who upheld her title with grace. She was patient with baby Shaun and even treated him like her own kitten, often grooming him when they snuggled. Though she wasn't able to keep up with his high energy most of the time once he started walking.

Duchess Dahlia Briar Binx the Third arrived years later around when Shaun was in his teens. She didn't try to match the class and grace of her predecessor bestowed with the honored title, but she left a mark with her spunk and attitude. Despite being a tripod with only one back leg, she loved to show off her excellent sense of balance by perching high on ledges no one thought she could reach.

Her favorite game to play with Shaun was fetch, and no matter what sort of tricky throw he tried to stump her with, she always managed to retrieve whatever he tossed away, even if he didn't necessarily mean for her to bring it back. It was often a challenge trying to throw away peanut butter cup wrappers with this cunning duchess always on the prowl for a good game.

Ichabod was a sphinx with a few funny quirks. He was around during Shaun's young childhood to young adulthood. He claimed one of Shaun's beloved childhood stuffed animals as his own and would often walk around the house holding it in his mouth while making muffled meows. He would often spontaneously get the zoomies, scampering away for no reason known to anyone but him.

Ichabod got the affectionate nickname of "Thing" by Antwon due to his lack of fur and kooky personality reminding Antwon of the disembodied hand from the Adams Family. Shaun being young and just starting to read, mistook the reference his dad was making. This led to him calling Ichabod "Thing 1" and Duchess Dahlia Briar Binx the Second "Thing 2."

Fortunately the Duchess was in good humor about the association and allowed Shaun the Seuss-inspired nickname. Though she never deigned to answer to it, or to any name really.

Commander Salem came along around when Shaun was in middle school. He was a bit more standoffish, but a fighter who lived up to his bestowed rank. He was formerly black cat who earned his white streaks and patches through surviving three brushes with cancer and kicking its ass each time. He terrorized any stray or intruder that dared to come too close to his home or family.

When one of the neighbors decided to let their dog run wild, Commander Salem ran it off when it invaded their yard and tried to bite young Shaun. Antwon and Lecitia made sure to reward the commander with extra treats that night for his bravery, and Shaun made him a little gold medal with crayons and construction paper. The medal, sadly, didn't survive too long, as the commander also had a habit of chewing on paper and cardboard.

Gossamer, a chubby and lazy white cat with some gray blotches, earned himself the most nicknames of all the cats, which was a feat in and of itself. Gossy, Glossy, Goose, Goosey, Goosey Loosey, Golly Gosh, God Damn Unit, and Popcorn Paws were just a few of such titles bestowed upon this messy boy. While all of the cats earned a silly nickname or two, none could match his impressive collection of titles.

When Gossamer was not being lazy, he was living up to his nickname of Goose by being quite the terror. On many a lovely day, he could be quite a terrible Goose. (Yes, I had to throw in an Untitled Goose Game reference with that nickname.) Most messes in the house were the result of him getting his sticky popcorn paws into food he wasn't supposed to be eating or shoving stuff off of ledges to make room for him to sprawl.

Sadly, much like Shaun's human family, most of his feline family members are no longer around in the present day, though they all lived long and happy lives with him and his parents.

After Antwon and Leticia passed, their surviving furbabies went to family friends to take care of. Shaun would have taken in his furry siblings if he had the means to do so, but he was a broke college student at the time.

Duchess Dahlia Briar Binx the Third is the last of Shaun's fuzzy siblings alive and kicking in the present day. Shaun debated for the longest time if he should request her current owners give her back to him once he was settled into his own place. In the end, couldn't bring himself to uproot her life again during her golden years when she had bonded with her new family and new home.

Fortunately the duchess' owners servants allow Shaun to visit her whenever he wants for snuggles and a game of fetch or two. Being such close friends of Leticia and Antwon for many years before their passing, they also make sure to share a new story or two about them that Shaun hasn't heard yet. The visits are a bit bittersweet, but they remind Shaun of his life before the accident and help him feel just that little bit closer to his late parents.

Shaun also made sure to introduce Duchess Dahlia Briar Binx the Third to her new little niece, Moon Pie. After a bit of raised hackles and cautious sniffs, the duchess graciously approved of the new addition to their family. Moon Pie warmed up to the duchess immediately and it wasn't long before they were snuggling together during their first visit.

On that cute note, I think I'll wrap things up here, as that's about all the cat character ideas I have. For now. Maybe I'll have the urge to give Moon Pie a sibling sometime, or at least a friend or two. I know I want to give Alice at least one kitten eventually.

I hope you enjoyed this silly little self-indulgent post about getting to know some of Shaun's funny feline family!

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