love in every form

🔥 Aries is ruled by Mars - initiation, will, and spirit
Esoteric Ruler: Mercury - a point of light and illumination of consciousness


🌹 Taurus is ruled by Venus - the pure love of every sensual, sexual, and artistic form.
Esoteric Ruler: Valcun- he who soaks into the material to produce beautiful artistry


👯 Gemini is ruled by Mercury - generous intellect, skilled communication, and dexterity.
Esoteric Ruler: Venus - the resolution of duality, making human connections, and creating harmonious relationships


☂️ Cancer is ruled by the moon - creative fertility, creating safety and security, and nurturing life.
Esoteric Ruler: Neptune - the great mother, the giver of life to all organisms, god

 

👑  Leo is ruled by the sun in resplendent expression and creative exhibition. The sun also rules Leo in esoteric astrology. It symbolises the activation of the self and the stimulation of love


👓  Virgo is ruled by Mercury - analysis, detail, and intellect.
Esoteric Ruler: The moon - the mother of harvest working humbly in the shadowy background


🦋 Libra is ruled by Venus- exemplifies connecting, collaborating, and forming relationships.
Esoteric Ruler: Uranus - represents a moment in time where personality and soul meet balance


⚰️ Scorpio is ruled by Mars - powerful will, compulsive, and volatile. Pluto also rules Scorpio and hands them the keys of the unconscious, healing, and sorcery.
Esoteric Ruler: Mars - battles, crusades, and passion


🎊 Sagittarius is ruled by Jupiter - quest for the expansion of consciousness through personal experience.
Esoteric Ruler: Earth - the inner and outer pilgrimage undertaken in life  


❄️ Capricorn is ruled by Saturn - mastery over the physical plane and achieving ultimate human potential. Saturn also rules capricorn in esoteric astrology, the process of initiation, the crystallization of mental energy


💫 Aquarius is ruled by Saturn - tremendous depth perception, obsession, and pedantic mental state. Uranus co-rules Aquarius, - individuality, humanitarianism, and genius.
Esoteric Ruler: Jupiter - the magnificent fortune showered upon humanity at the hands of humanitarian Aquarius


🌺 Pisces is ruled by Jupiter - belief, imaginative vision, spiritual consciousness. Neptune co-rules pisces - idealism, escapism, and hypnosis.
Esoteric Ruler: Pluto- development of spiritual will and ascension


C.

my therapist asked me

Whats missing from your life?

I thought about this question for a long time after you asked me. And after days of racking my brain I still had not come up with an answer, that is until I was standing in line at Dunkin Donuts this morning waiting to order my coffee as I do nearly every morning. When there was an elderly couple in front of me, they were laughing with each other, and it made me smile. There I was being pessimistic because it was 7 in the morning and I was so overly tired and in a bad mood. But they were standing there as though there was no where in the world they would rather be. And I thought to myself I wonder what its been like, sharing a cup of coffee with the same person for that many years. And that’s when it dawned on me. I knew what was missing.
Love.
Seems like a pretty simple answer, huh? But I don’t necessarily mean love in the way youre probably thinking about it. I mean it in the simpliest of ways, in the “drive safely”, “text me when you make it home”, the “I hope youre doing okay”, or “have a good day”. I mean it in the sense of friendship, companionship, dependency, empathy, and affection. I mean love in every sense of the form. I mean It in the having someone to turn to on your darkets of days, or someone to share the brightest of ones with. I mean it in the singing in the passenger seat of your car kinda love, or the eat frozen yogurt and cry on your bad days.
But most importantly, the form of love I am missing, is self love. Many times I am so concerned with being there for others or trying to help everyone around me, bringing them up, that I forget about me too. i think that’s why i keep looking for people. because i’m looking for that love that’s missing from my life in someone else. and i keep being let down because no one is going to love me the way that i should love me. I wanna be so content within myself that I don’t look for these things in someone else anymore. I wanna sing in the car by myself, I wanna buy the elderly couples coffees and I wanna be okay knowing im going to drink mine by myself.

You’re the story I tell when the wind asks about my love for sunsets, the punctuation I erase when our reflections sink into the shore. How does every sign we construct explain how some people are meant to fall in love, but aren’t meant to be together? how new constellations form every time I whisper your name, but the night still drinks the caffeine we left at our feet? I just wanted to be the owner of the galaxies dripping from your eyes, the piece you could live without when our hands are grasping for the leaves falling short of a title we’re still rearranging. The less we talk, the more words mean. The less we smile, the more I find your laughter in every six string song. On my best days, I’m just a breath away from you, but sometimes, I just need a little help getting out of my head. Or when I need to get off the bed, some words push us towards insanity– if you were ever mad at me, would you speak your thoughts? If you ever fell in love with me? Would you tell me? If you wanted to know something unusual– I’ve got you. I enjoy the oddness of questions. Like how it sends us on a quest for the truthful answers midway. I don’t like acronyms because the shortness of letters can never compare to the shortness in my breathing when it comes to the lines of oh my god, you’re beautiful tonight. The less we smile, the more I find your atmosphere most needed– some laughter controls the bleeding, some lovers control the weather, and some nights I need both. Some nights I seem to choke on my regrets, it’s never dinnertime when you’ve got so much on your mind. It’s never writing if you’ve done nothing right. You’re always wrong if you start crying in the middle of a song that triggered certain feelings that you shouldn’t be having. you’re always spacing out whenever the commas start to show how many mistakes you’ve made, how many mistakes it took for you to finally get it, how many apologies it took for you to be forgiven, how many I love you’s were needed for someone to feel like you loved them and not just for the sake of not being alone, how many nights you had to spend living in a dead memory of won’t you stay with me for another hour, how many oceans you had to cry before you realized people sink with you every time you damage them, how many volcanoes you became because stress makes smoking this much easier, how many pills you had to take to forget a name, how many nights you stayed high because shower thoughts brought you back to the razors, how many mornings you spent fucked up because of one fuck up, how many years you’ll toss away to find yourself, how many weeks it’ll take to rewire your brain after a breakup, how many days it’ll take to unfeel everything, how many hours it’ll take to unlove a feeling, how many seconds it’ll take to get it right, how many commas you’ll keep count of to not lose yourself tonight, and how many times you’ll leave yourself in the palms of others instead of your own. if I’m ever on my last dollar, if I’m ever on my last heartbeat, if I’m ever at the end of the line, if I ever forget about you, if I never loved you, if I ever destroyed myself to recreate myself, if I ever feel good enough to get over this depression, if I ever stop and stare into the middle of nowhere and if I never return to who I used to be– remember that this life will cut like a very thin knife into your ribs in search for another comma for another run-on sentence that should not have happened because you always loved to make mistakes without a proper ending or a period to your era of impressional impressions to impress no one in particular you can have all of my mistakes you can have all of my errors you can have all of this red ink to scribble all over this poem you can have my life and call it death to the last day when we’ll never meet again.
—  The Ate & The Bunso
A Manifesto of Apocalyptic Witchcraft

1.) If the land is poisoned then witchcraft must respond
2.) It is not our way of life, it is life itself which is under threat
3.) Witchcraft is our intimate connection to the web of life
4.) We are witchcraft
5.) Our world has forever changed
The trodden paths no longer correspond.
Witchcraft thrives in this liminal, lunar, trackless realm
6.) We are storm, fire and flood
7.) We will not be denied
8.) Witchcraft is the recourse of the dispossessed, the powerless, the hungry and the abused
It gives heart and tongue to stones and trees.
It wears the rough skin of beasts.
9.) It turns on a civilization that knows the price of everything and the value of nothing
10.) Witchcraft is folk magic, the magic of the people and for the people.
11.) We call an end to the pretence of respectability.
12.) We will not disarm ourselves.
13.) The War is upon us.
14.) Chose then to become a Mask.
15.) Those with nothing left to lose will dare all.
16.) There is one Witchcraft under many names.
There is one Grand Sabbat on one mountain.
There are many ways to fly.
There is no witness present at the Sabbat.
17.) Witchcraft is a force, not an order.
Witchcraft is rhizomatic, not hierarchic.
Witchcraft defies organisation, not meaning.
We simply bear the marks.
18.) Witchcraft is power and posses this in ekstasis, sex and ordeal
19.) Witchcraft is unbridled sexuality.
In witchcraft it is the women who initiates.
We challenge man to be equal of this women
20.) Witchcraft is the art of inversion.
21.) Witchcraft is the beauty which is terror.
22.) Witchcraft is a myth, which drawing on the past, clothes itself in the symbols of (its) time.
Witchcraft does not mistake myths for history, it harnesses them to transform the future.
Witchcraft knows the ground upon which it stands
23.) Witchcraft honours the spirits.
Witchcraft enchants for the lost.
Witchcraft will not forget.
24.) Witchcraft embodies our ancestors and saints, they carry us with them.
25.) To Her is offered the blood, to us the care of the ash and bones.
26.) The example we follow is our own.
27.) The practice of witchcraft is one of the revolution and of the power of woman.
28.) The Goddess who speaks through us is known among men and Babylon.
29.) Witchcraft concerns itself with mystery.
Through the gates of mystery we come to knowledge.
Knowledge enters us through the body.
The highest form of this knowledge is Love.
30.) Every drop of blood is sacrificed to the grail.
Love cannot be bought with any other coin.
31.) We seek and drink this wine together.
32.) Will is finite, passion infinitely renewed.
33.) Witchcraft is present, it is ensanguined and vivified.
Witchcraft is prescient, it gazes on the future.
Witchcraft is oracular, it will not hold its tongue.
Our time has come


Source- Apocalyptic witchcraft Peter Grey


As Always

-Robin

what does love mean to me?

what does love mean to me. i’m not really sure i asked myself this question a lot. i didn’t have a childhood filled with love and affection. so i think that my sense of love, the way it looks, how it feels, the way it’s expressed is very warped. for me growing up “love was” a slap in the face. a hole through the wall. it was belittlement and hatred. i didn’t see what love really was until a brown eyed girl walked into my life at easily the most unexpected time. now don’t get me wrong im not here to reminisce about past relationships or things left unsaid. but when she came into my life i had nothing. i was nothing. i was really fucked up. i struggled, i cried, i screamed, and i panicked. i was a mess to say the least.
but she learned to love that mess, the tornado that i was, that i always believed i would be, destroying everything and everyone in my path. its why i always said i couldn’t love anyone, let alone be loved by anyone. to be told i love you 18 days after the first time you meet someone is crazy right? at least i thought it was. but i was wrong. i thought no one could possibly love me after that short amount of time she doesnt know anything about me yet. but the walls crumbled down one by one. i fell along with them. but she did her best to pick me back up. she spent over 400 days loving me. and in those 400 days i saw love. for the first time in my life i saw love for what it really was. i mean love in every sense of the form, to me love is the way her parents cheered at her games, or the way that they laughed endlessly playing stupid boardgames, love is pushing someone to be the best version of themselves, love is the way i found friends in people i thought i hated. love is trusting. love is letting go. love is crazy, unexplainable, and unimaginable. i learned that love, in that time whether it be picking you up off the bathroom floor, stopping you from jumping off the top of a parking garage, or may it be writing your final flashcards with you, or staying up until 3 am watching criminal minds in a fort built in the living room. love is unconditional. love is love. love means going all in even if it means you’re going to get hurt. because in the end its the only thing worth getting hurt for.

ccguac  asked:

Hey! I'm really interested in the relationship shared between the signs that share the same ruling planet, but I can't seem to find much information on it. Like what similarities and differences the two different signs (Virgo and Gemini for example) would have due to the common ruling planet influence and if those similarities and differences would make the signs more compatible or similar in their thought process etc! I was hoping you would please share your thoughts on the topic! thank you :)

The Sun rules Leo and exalts in Aries
Leo: “I am the King!” Leo is the resplendent exhibition of self expression. It’s God’s creative genius coming to life. Leo is born to lead and emanate the fabric that he has been sewn into. The whole world literally revolves around Leo, without the Sun we are nothing, Leo is equally as indispensable
Aries: Aries is fighting to form a personality, battling on behalf of his inner child for the right to flare and fire. Aries is the prince or princess who wants to rule. It’s the life quest to shine his inner sun.

Mercury rules Gemini and Virgo and exalts in Virgo
Gemini: Words! Language! I can talk! I can talk my head off and I can open your mind and release a Pandora’s box of quips into it and it will be delightful and dizzying. Geminis can read anything from gossip to scripture.
Virgo: But is this information correct? How valid is this knowledge and where can I apply it? Can my silence do the talking for me this time? It’s breaking down information like minerals and nutrients.

Moon rules Cancer and exalts in Taurus
Cancer: The moonlight mother, under the hostage of Luna’s waxing and waning, the Cancer has moon beads shining under his skin, he is the epicentre of new life and creating new tapestry. The female fertility principle
Taurus: Facilitates the new life of daisies and dandelions. Gives birth creatively, to sound, poetry, and architecture. The male fertility principle

Venus rules Libra and Taurus and exalts in Pisces
Taurus: This is a pure love of every sensual, sexual, and artistic form. It is an appreciation for love, life, and beauty. It is exquisite the form of a body, the taste of cherry chapstick, the sensation of massage oil
Libra: Everyone is God in human form to Libra, it is connecting, collaborating, socialisation, finding yourself in someone else, losing yourself into something deeper. Devoutly seeks partnership - marriage or otherwise
Pisces: Searches for a marriage with the Divine Source, wants to re ignite the love story between her and God. Because Pisces is all encompassing, the  frequency of love itself

Mars rules Aries and Scorpio exalts in Capricorn
Aries: Aries doesn’t contain his Mars, its like flashing lights - sparks from an electrical socket, the energy radiates from their pours and is
reflected in their restlessness
Scorpio: Internalizes and holds Mars like a battery. Energy caverns inward, the streams, volcanic eruptions, and confronting a battlefield within
Capricorn: Internally systemized Mars energy then directed externally, into tweaking surroundings and moving forward with worldly ambitions. I think
Capricorn equally distributes mentally and somatically..there is
resonant streams of high octane intensity in Capricorn that isnt erratic
and volatile

Jupiter rules Sagittarius and Piscesand exalts in Cancer
Sagittarius: The vision that extends beyond the horizon, a quest for the expansion of consciousness that lures the individual across land and sea, searching for meaning, wisdom, and personal experience. Searches for intimacy with the Source through nature, the universe, and learning
Pisces: Jupiter is the Piscean faith and belief. Jupiter is turned inward for spiritual pilgrimage. Idealism and vision. The lenses into the divine are enlarged and the hidden is magnified. This is how Pisces see, feel and hear  divinity in lucid perception.
Cancer: This is the exploration of the far inner landscape, traveling the amniotic fluids and valleys of the divine kingdom that rests inside. Can dwell within to find the spirit

Saturn rules Capricorn and Aquarius and exalts in Libra
Capricorn: Life is under the command of discipline, diligence, and duty. The voice of the critic is deafening inside the Capricorn mind, and there is little room for lethargy or half attempts
Aquarius: There is tremendous depth and perception in Aquarius. Limitation with personal acceptance of belief. Saturn is where traditional astrologers claimed Saturn “rejoiced” in masculine territory with moist air jubilation. Saturn gives Aquarius a pedantic mental state, a need to project ideas onto humanity
Libra: The sign of law and justice expresses fluidly in the planet of authority and establishment. Libra has  through every idea and perspective, and the decree of Saturn is wade through every factor and reach a conclusion based on rationality and fairness.

-Cherry

What is love?

I have spent hours trying to define love. Is it the butterflies you get when you see the person? Is it the contentment you feel by their side? Is it the mutual respect? Compatibility? Companionship? After years of trying to pinpoint a single, perfect definition. I think I have found one. Though perhaps, it isn’t as simple as I once thought. To me…

Love is holding your hand as we walk, even if doing so isn’t exactly practical. 

Love is cuddling up with you to watch a movie after a long day. 

Love is sitting on the floor and having an indoor picnic for dinner. 

Love is going to you when I need help or support. 

Love is going to you as soon as I receive good news. 

Love is long hugs, passionate kisses, and affirmations. 

Love is feeling utterly safe in your arms.

Love is learning to be patient, because sometimes the best things in life require you to wait. 

Love is being proud of one another. 

Love is spending hours on planes, trains, and every other form of public transportation to see one another. 

Love is Skyping for 16 hours straight. 

Love is counting down the days until the next visit. 

Love is singing silly songs and spontaneously dancing. 

Love is supporting one another’s dreams and goals. 

Love is all of this and more. 

Love is you. 

anonymous asked:

happy headcanon time!! kara likes to sing to lena and lena doesn't tell her but every time she does she falls a little deeper in love and it only gets worse when kara surprises her by singing cant help falling in love

yes!!! i was actually sort of talking to rose @lesbianlena about this yesterday (or maybe the day before yesterday? i have a terrible sense of time, don’t judge me)

but kara loving to sing and she sings basically all the time she has the chance? when she’s distracted, when she needs to focus, when she’s cooking, when she’s fighting… honestly, she’s just always singing

kara singing kryptonian lullabies when she wakes up from nightmares or when she’s missing her family more than normal

she’s a bit embarrassed by it and doesn’t sing much around lena at the beginning, until the day she’s distracted doing something and she starts singing to herself, not noticing lena stopping what she’s doing to pay attention

lena complimenting kara singing voice and kara blushing and mumbling a thank you, and from that point she starts to sing around lena all the time

lena was already in love but she just becomes even more in love, basically the human form of the heart eyes emoji, every time she hears kara sing

one day they’re in the kitchen making lunch when can’t help falling in love starts playing on the radio and kara just turns around with this smile as bright as the sun and starts serenading lena

lena smiling and crying happy tears because she’s so in love with kara danvers and that’s the best thing to ever happen in her life

Popcorn Date

Title: Popcorn Date

Paring: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,689

Warning: Cavity level fluff that turns smutty

A/N: I’ve been having this dream for months, thought I should share. The humming I talk about you can see in this video, just go to 17:05 and watch them talk about it, it’s pretty great. He does the humming thing again later on and Jensen can’t stop laughing. Anywho, enjoy dorky cute smutty Jensen!!


“Dude, just go ask her!” Jared nudged Jensen so hard he stumbled a little, falling into the side of Baby.

“Shut up! Come on man!” Jensen looked over his shoulder only to whip back around. “Shit, dude she’s coming over!” Jared started laughing before falling into a coughing fit as he tried to hold it together.

“Uh, hey guys. Jared you dying or something?”

Jared just shook his head, trying to keep a straight face. Jensen’s eyes went wide as he slowly shook his head, silently wondering what the hell had gotten into Jared.

“You guys sure you’re good?” you looked between the two boys.

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Below is my retelling of Zeus wooing Hera. I think that retelling the stories of the Theoi is an important way for us to connect the myths with our own values and to continue the tradition of sharing the stories of the Theoi. This is just one of many versions, and is only my own small contribution to how we tell the stories of our deities. If you’re a pjo fanblog, please be respectful that these stories are part of my faith and religion. The myths of the Theoi are an important part in Hellenism, and are not fanfiction or head cannons.


Listen, oh faithful ones, to the story of our King Zeus and His sweet Hera. The story has been told many times, and each version is just a bit different, but I will sing to you now of how Blessed Zeus won over the heart of Golden Hera.

The world was still young by our count, but far older than we can fathom, when Zeus had taken His throne from Kronos. He had already proven Himself a capable warrior, a just king, and of wise council. He had already taken Metis, Themis, Eurynome, Demeter, Mnemosyne, and Leto all as lovers in turn, and fathered by Them many children. And in further time, He would take other lovers to His bed, though this is not the story we tell now.

No, it is the story of Zeus and Hera’s love and marriage which we share on this day. Some say it was at Argos that it happened, where Hera’s love for Zeus bloomed, but it was far earlier when Zeus had fallen for Her. For three hundred years Zeus had watched Hera, and fallen more in love with Her every day. The grace with which She carried Herself, Her patience, and Her unwavering standards. She knew tough lessons were never learned from soft hearts, and would set Her heart as stone when needed. Still, when the air was calm and the day quiet, She would wander, surrounded in retinue by the Hesperides, and share sweet moments of peace with Them. Her laughter sounded like bells on the wind, and Her gentle hands would scoop up whatever wild creature She could, the beast taming instantly in Her gentle care.

Zeus would approach Hera when She was surrounded by the dancing light of sunset, and each time She was cool and formal towards Him. He brought Her gifts, jewels and lotus flowers, and none of it warmed Her heart. Hera had no desire to be another of His lovers, a mother to Zeus’ children, but not His wife. Hers was a heart set upon home and family, not passing romances, and She thought Zeus had no room in His heart to take a wife and queen. None of His attempts could convince Hera that Zeus’ intentions were born of respect and love.

So Zeus thought, how best to show Hera His sincerity? And it was as He watched Hera with Her golden lion that He was struck with an idea. He took upon Himself the form of a cuckoo bird, and He flew down, landing beside Her. He took up a song and it filled Hera with such joy that Her laughter rang through the air. And She was so delighted with His song that She lifted the small cuckoo into Her hand and asked of it, “Would you like to be my songbird? You may perch upon my shoulder and sing in my ear each day if you would like, oh gentle bird. And in return, you shall be sacred to my name.”

And Zeus came back to Her in that form, every day, singing to lovely Hera. In this form He still brought to Her gifts, again laying lotus blossoms in Her lap and singing to hear Her laugh. And still, every day He came to Her. He would fly about Her head, playing games and tugging gently at Her tightly curled hair, and Hera would feed Him berries and place the flowers He brought in Her hair. For decades this continued, and Zeus was content to be by Hera’s side each day, with Her treating Him as gently as any of the nymphs or beasts which kept Her company.

Then one day, Zeus sat upon Hera’s lap, in His feathered form, resting there as She petted His feathers. And it was then that Hera spoke, “I believe you, you know. I have for some while, my King, but I did not want this time of ours to change. Please, let me see your face once more, Zeus.”

It was with a startle that Zeus flew from Her lap, returning to His godly form. Hera had known Him and seen through His transformation, but had played along with His guise, thinking that He would soon tire of the game and move on. But He had shown such sincerity every day, for a hundred years, that Hera was moved by His affection, that the King of Gods and mortals both would rather be a bird upon Her shoulder than to not be by Her side at all. Once She knew His actions to be honest, She began to let Her own heart fall prey to Eros’ game, and She took such pleasure in knowing a side of Zeus that no other had been privileged to see.

Mighty Zeus kneeled before Hera, and spoke, careful to be honest with Her always, “Lovely Hera, I’ve much to say, if you would hear me. It is true that I have loved many, and I can not promise you that I shall never love another, but I can promise that you will be the only wife I take. Yours will be the first council I hear each day, and the last each night. Yours will be a crown matching my own. And You shall have a throne of gold and marble which will sit beside mine atop Olympus. I would have you as my wife, until the end of time, if you would have me as your husband.”

Hera took up a flower in Her hands,smiling as She counted the petals and thought. And when She spoke, Her response was such, “Then we should arrange the feast and procession, should we not, husband of mine?” And it was with more joy than He had felt before that Zeus declared to all the deathless Gods that Hera, daughter of Rhea, would forever be known as Queen of Gods and mortals both, and Theirs would be a wedding which mortals would reenact for all of time in reverence of Their love.

About Greek forms of love: Please take note

OK, while Yuri On Ice has a permanent place in my heart and they have done really well in their effort to portray different cultures, countries and their citizens respectfully and accurately, and while the fandom is sweet and respectful and you all do your best to portray unfamiliar concepts well, for the most part these concepts get misrepresented. So I ’m finally writing this post to explain them properly. So for all of you sweet people who have taken a liking to these concepts and/or like to write fics/meta/edits including them, please take note of the following. I will try to explain as much as I can.

Eros: it’s not just physical attraction or sexual love. It’s a passionate emotion that may or may not include sexual attraction, it’s first and foremost romantic love. You may be young and not sexually active or be in the asexual spectrum and still be in love. Basically anywhere you ‘d use “x is in love” that’s where you ‘ll use eros.  In love = feels eros. In short, eros is passionate romantic love. You can follow this up with adding the precise feelings and types of attraction x person feels (romantic, sensual, sexual, aesthetic attraction). The word erotic originates from eros and it often means something sexual, but that’s a part of eros not the definition. In modern Greek we say x is erotevmeni/os (f/m) which means x is in love, we don’t say x feels eros (sexual feelings/attraction).

I ‘ll quote myself from another post: Someone who feels eros for another person doesn’t necessarily love them in an unconditional way, they just have strong feelings (see above) about them. How they act in a relationship largely depends on the nature of the person in question (if they are egoistical, possessive or thoughtful and respectful).

And this is where you can find one of the differences from agape. Because

Agape: In it’s first and foremost definition it’s unconditional love. Yes, in Greek it’s also used as simply love, like it does in English, (but not always, you wouldn’t say I love this post it’s meant for people/animals or things you feel really strongly about “I love my job”. You‘d use “really like”.) So while it can be used as simply love, it’s true meaning is unconditional love, and it comes in every form, between friends/lovers/parents & children/family menbers/anyone. The best example in the show is both Yuuri and Viktor being willing to give up their skating careers for the other to be happy. But the issue that bothers me the most is the godlike agape I keep seeing. There’s nothing about agape that relates to the christian god whatsoever. You can use it if your god means a lot to you to describe your love for him or the love you believe he feels for you as well. But that is one use out of many and it has nothing to to do with the true meaning of the word which by the way originated in the ancient times. And personally it irks me to no end to see a word that means unconditional love be used for a god whose whole legacy is allowing his believers (and everyone else) to get hurt, tortured, killed and what else, oftentimes in his name. But that’s a rant for another time. In short, agape means unconditional love or simply love, and can be used to describe any type of feelings (platonic, romantic, parental etc.)

Also, when a person feels eros combined with agape, it is true unconditional romantic love. It’s the type of love we see in great love stories, where the characters are so in love and care for the one they love so much that they are willing to sacrifice themselves or things important to them in order for their loved one to be happy.

Moving on to other forms of love I ‘ve seen explored.

Philia: love between friends, friendship.

Storgi: it’s not family love or parental love. It’s one way agape manifests, it is tenderness/fondness/affection. It comes in every form of love stated above. If I am feeling storgi about you I am feeling warm and fuzzy affection about you and if I am going to show you that, it will be with tender gestures, like a caress, a hug, a homemade meal, with my being a good listener when you need me to. I ‘ll show you by taking care of you. It is mostly used when talking about gestures rather than feelings.

Philautia: Narcissistic, egoistic, extreme self adoration, a word that is never ever used in Modern Greek and most Greeks will give you a puzzled look if you use it and will have to open a dictionary to remember it. The main reason it’s worth a mention is because everyone in the fandom upon hearing the definition instantly recognizes: JJ.

So, that’s all I can think of right now, I wasn’t planning to write a post like that, (and it’s unpolished and imperfect, having written it fairly quickly) but I have seen too many posts misrepresenting these concepts for me to stomach it any longer. On that subject, I ‘ll say once again that everyone who has tried to tackle these concepts has been respectful and done their best to portray them accurately even if sometimes they didn’t manage to do so. I am more sour about the show to be honest, they should have done better research. Even so, the end result was so great and YOI means so much to me personally that in the end, it’s fine :).

If anyone needs help with understanding and using these concepts, or for anything Greek related feel free to message me, I ‘ll do my best to help you out :)

I swear I’ve posted this on every form of social media… but I love this collar sooooo much. I just got it in this morning from Tiggers Collars and I’m completely and utterly obsessed. I would definitely recommend buying from her shop. I can’t wait until she opens her customs up again!

If you guys wanted to see more kitten/personal things you can follow my Instagram! Its ZombiexxKitten. I’m starting to put up more gear posts as I get it in. 💕💕 I would love to have more pet friends on there!

Just a Quick Thank You

I will aggressively reblog every damn piece of fanart you post, people. It makes my day, fuels the writing machine that I turn into when blessed with motivation, and it just lifts my mood all around.

I appreciate every last damn one, from the finished pieces to the ‘sketches’ and the 'doodles’.

So thanks to anyone that takes the time to do it.

As a gift, have another sneak peek of chapter 33 of Marines if you’d like and don’t mind a tiny spoiler;

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Have you ever had a love that reconstructs the way you think of yourself? Have you ever had a man love you so hard, the suffocation intoxicates you? Have you ever known a love so deep, he teaches you how to love yourself?

I pray you all find a man that arouses you in every possible form; as I have.