Yuuri despises socializing with people he doesn’t know, but his unconventional family and marriage is one of the hottest gossip topics in town especially among the other mums. One day, he decides to just fuck it all…and sorely regrets it afterwards.
The new school year is slowly but surely approaching, so I wanted to make a list of some things that could help you to prepare for the new school year and make going back to school easier.
1. Start fixing your sleep schedule early We all love to sleep in late during the summer, but once school starts we cannot really stay up until 3am and still be in bed at 11am. Try to start fixing your sleep schedule at least two weeks before school starts. Start with going to bed 30 minutes earlier or sleep with the blinds open.
2. Finish all summer homework Please, please, pretty please, finish your summer homework as early as possible. You will be so happy and feel so relaxed when you don’t have to rush finishing your summer homework and pull an all-nighter during the first week.
3. Buy new school supplies No matter how much you hate school, getting new school supplies just feels so good! You don’t need to get anything fancy (or expensive), even something as little as a new pen or a notebook can make you feel so ready for school.
4. Clean your room/study space By cleaning, I don’t mean pushing your papers and notebooks to the back of the closet. Go through every single box and drawer and throw away everything that you don’t need. You will feel so much better when your room and/or study space is clean and not full of old papers and pens that don’t even work.
5. Do some pre-reading You don’t have to read the whole textbook before your class starts or do anything crazy like that. Something as simple as reading the titles and subtitles, or summaries of the chapters will help you to get an idea of what you will study during the year.
if you get an itchy swelling at your injection site it could be an allergic reaction! not to your hormones, just the needle! trauma to the skin, like needles, can cause your body to release histamine, causing an allergic-type reaction. I used to get the itchy bump after every single shot, so I started taking antihistamines (like bendaryl) 30 minutes or an hour before I did my shot and it stopped happening. it might be worth trying if it’s a problem you have!
if you get the itchy bump where you do your shot it’s most likely nothing to worry about. if it gets darker, bigger/more spread out, starts streaking, or gets very warm to the touch, call your doctor for advice. but that’s pretty unusual!
*turns on tv 30 minutes early from scheduled game time*
the game doesn't start for another 30 minutes, we have time to change the channel
me, shooting a death glare:
i gotta watch the warm up, the national anthems (where they show shots of the bench), the video featuring the two teams playing, pre-game interviews, locker room and hallway hype, don't you dare touch the remote
Admin: Candi Request:“Can i
request a rough jungkook smut? Thx btw.. – anon” Fandom: BTS Member/reader: Jungkook x Reader Genre: Smut, Lawyer!AU Warnings: Smoking, language, hair pulling, daddy kink,
spitting, slapping, choking Words: 3.6k Authors note: O this
is a treat for all you jungkook stans, hope you enjoy it and lemme know what
you think. Thank you! Also I ain’t a lawyer so don’t judge my case scene lmao.
As a child you always thought you’d end up being a vet, then
during your teens you wanted to be a tattoo artist since you entered the
rebellious phase at that stage. Throughout the years you never saw yourself as
a lawyer but here you are, your first case was happening today and you were
going against the most respected and feared lawyer in the company. His name was
Jungkook and he always won every case. You wanted to kick your boss in the
teeth for putting you up against Jungkook for your first ever case but you were
also quite flattered knowing that your boss thought you’re good enough to go
The case has been going on for a few months, your client
was a victim of identity fraud and Jungkook was defending the person who did
it. If the judge had any common sense you’d easily win the case but it’s not
about that, it’s about knowledge and confidence, it’s much like having a
debate; the more facts you put forward the more likely you’ll win.
Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.
“Oh come on Y/N! You haven’t been out with us in forever, people are forgetting how you even look!” Your friend whined into the phone as you let out a long sigh, setting your book down unwillingly as you’d been reading it for the last hour.
It had been weeks since your friend, Hani had been begging you to go to the club with her, with you finding a reason to not almost every week.
“But–” you started, an excuse at the tip of your tongue as you had no intention of leaving this book. But she interrupted immediately.
“Nope! Don’t you even start! I’m picking you up in 30 minutes and you’re coming, even if I have to drag you out in your pajamas. So look pretty and get ready to get hooked up babe!”
Before you could protest, Hani ended the call, making you slump against the sofa, a long groan slipping past your lips.
It had been almost a year since you and Tom had started dating. Since the
very beginning you tried to be together as much as possible but due to your
classes at college at your work, it had been impossible for you to go with him
while he was filming away. You had managed to fly over New York when he was
working on Spiderman a couple of
weekends but never more than that.
But everything changed when you finished your degree five months ago. You
were officially free of studies and you weren’t ready to start working, so you
decided to spend a few months just resting, doing nothing stressful. Your parents
weren’t very fond of the idea. It actually took them months to agree and let
you. Just in time for you to go with Tom, Harrison and his brothers to Montreal
while he was filming Chaos Walking.
Both of you were over the moon. It was almost impossible to believe that
you were going to join him for a month, or even more. He would get to see you
every day, not through a screen but face to face, he would be able to kiss you
every time he came home or every time he finished a scene. He was truly happy,
nothing was missing, he had everything he needed with him.
“If I only could have Tessa here, everything would be perfect” he said
one night, when he was laying on the couch, with his head on your lap after a
long day of filming. You laughed and shook your head, running your hand through
his short hair.
“I know it’s a gap almost impossible to fill but I will do my best” you
replied sweetly. Tom laughed and took your hand to kiss it.
“You know I’m thrilled that you’re here” he told you, making you smile
“Me too” you said before leaning down to kiss him softly.
He moved a hand to your hair, putting it out of the way and keeping you
from moving away. You smiled into the kiss, allowing him to sneak his tongue
into your mouth.
“Seriously? We all use that couch!” You pulled away when you heard Sam’s
voice coming into the living room.
“Get a room” Tom whined looking at his brother.
“You should get a room” the
twin replied, making you laugh.
“What do you want?” Tom asked, smiling as he held your hand.
“What time is the dentist tomorrow?” He asked.
Tom whined even more and turned, wrapping his arm around your waist and
hiding his face in your stomach. He did hate dentists but he had been having
some toothache lately so it was time for him to go.
“11 a.m.” you replied for him, since he didn’t seem like he was going to
“I won’t go” Tom mumbled.
“Yes, you are” Sam laughed. Tom shook his head.
“Do you know what won’t happen if you don’t go?” You asked with an
eyebrow raised. Tom immediately looked up at you and gasped.
“You wouldn’t…” he mumbled.
“You really want to find it out?” You smirked.
“Gross” Sam mumbled walking out of the living room, leaving you two
“You’re mean” Tom whispered with a pout. You shrugged and leaned back
down to kiss him slowly for a few moments before pulling away.
Next day all of you went to the dentist with Tom since he had said he
was too scared to go alone. When the doctor saw all of you, he said someone
would have to wait outside so you offered first but Tom held onto your tightly.
Finally, it had to be Sam the one waiting outside.
“Are you sure you’re 21?” Harry asked as Tom sat on the dentist chair.
“Shut up” he snapped at his brother and looked at you seriously. You smiled
warmly and kissed his forehead before walking to stand next to Harrison.
Soon the doctor came in and Tom’s face went pale. As usual, he told him
not to worry which you knew wouldn’t work. Not with him at least, he was
absolutely terrified. All the time, Tom was looking at you, begging you to come
closer but you knew you couldn’t so you just mouthed him to stay calm. It didn’t
really work but it was the best you could do.
“So?” Tom asked when the dentist pulled away.
“Is one of the wisdom tooth” he informed. “It’s coming out but not
coming up, it will hurt your gum if we don’t remove it”
“Remove?” Tom asked frowning. You bite your lip and looked at Harrison
who was trying not to laugh.
“Remove. Take it out” the doctor shrugged taking off his gloves. “It’s a
simple process and painless, but it has to be done as soon as possible”
“When can you do it?” You asked.
“What!? I’m not doing it!” Tom exclaimed but no one listened to him.
“This afternoon can be done” the dentist said. You nodded with a smile. “Be
here at 5 p.m.” he added walking over his desk.
“Is anyone listening to me?” Tom asked.
“Nope” Harry smirked.
The doctor wrote the appointment down for you and handed you to the
paper, saying you could go. You took the paper and put it in your bag before
walking over Tom. He looked at you death serious, like you had cheated on him
or something worse.
“Don’t look at me like, babe” you smiled taking his hand. “It has to be
done” you shrugged pulling him up.
“But…” he mumbled. You stood on your toes and pecked his lip.
“C’mon” you said.
You all said goodbye to the doctor and walked out where Sam was waiting.
The moment you all told him what was going on, he looked at Tom and started
laughing out loud. Tom looked at him like he wanted to smash his head against
the wall so you just squeezed his hand and leaded him towards the exit.
Tom didn’t say much during the ride back home. It was obvious he didn’t like
what was going to happen. You tried to cheer him up but he barely looked at
you. All he did was wrapping an arm around you and hide his face in your neck,
making you smile.
“It will be okay” you whispered in his ear.
“I like my mouth” he whispered back, making you laugh a little.
“I love you” you said after kissing his hair.
Indeed, hours later you all went back to the dentist clinic. He had
everything ready for the intervention so all Tom had to do was laying on the
chair. He looked at you the whole time, holding your hand, while the doctor put
the anaesthesia on him until his eyes closed. Then, the doctor asked you to
stay away with the others so you did.
“Poor thing” you told Sam.
“It’s fun” he shrugged wrapping an arm around you. You chuckled and
looked at the twin.
“I guess it is” you nodded.
The intervention didn’t take long. When it was finished, the doctor said
it would take him a while to wake up due to the shot of anaesthesia Tom had
received. Some assistants moved him to a proper bed where he kept on ‘sleeping’.
The doctor said he would feel dizzy and disorientated when he woke up and that
he couldn’t leave until that feeling went away so you all were left there
After 30 minutes of boring waiting, Tom started moving so you all looked
at him but you were the only one coming closer to hold his hand. He moved his
head towards you and opened his eyes. The moment he saw you, he smiled a little
and tried to move but immediately was drawn back down by the effect of the
anaesthesia. You all chuckled.
Another 15 minutes passed until he woke up again and looked around. Immediately,
you handed him the ice the doctor had left and he pressed it against his
swollen cheek slowly. He put it away for a moment to sat up little by little,
with a hand of yours pressed against his back. He took the ice pack and pressed
it against his face again.
“Hello?” he mumbled with groggy voice, making you all laugh.
“You’re a dork” you said. He looked at you and half smiled.
Sam walked over the bed and helped him to put his feet down slowly, so
he started getting up. It didn’t really look like a good idea, since he still
looked way to dizzy and disorientated. Indeed, two seconds later he started
falling to his side. Immediately, you and Sam caught him laughing. While you
held him in place, Sam put his feet up on the bed and you helped him laying
“Kiss?” he whispered to you.
You chuckled and leaned down to kiss him slowly. He barely kissed you
back but it didn’t matter. The moment you pulled away he fell asleep again. It
looked like you were going to be there for a while. With a sigh you looked at
the others, just to see Harrison with his phone up, laughing.
We are looking at the batboys as bed partners. Not necessary
with a focus on NSFW themes, but they’re there.
-Say it one more time, all together now, this man is a
blanket hog. After many a night waking with shivers and losing the battle to
wrest a sliver of your bedspread to cover yourself (good God, what is his grip strength?), you begin to keep an old
comforter at the end of the bed. When it’s time to sleep, if Dick happens to be
staying over, you split the blankets in two. He can have the top sheet and the
fluffy, fancy duvet. You’re fine curled up in the worn floral cotton cover that
had been on your bed in girlhood. Warmth is warmth, Martha Stewart home-goods
-The added comforter makes for awkward, bulky snuggling. You
tried to maintain the post-coital sleep cuddles a handful of times, but with
the burrowing nature of the sleeping Richard, spooning through the night was
abandoned in favor of pressing your backs together. Most times, sex or no sex,
you take a shower and emerge to find him curled under the fancy covers facing
the wall. You know he’s not sleeping, but you both pretend. By the time you’ve
gone for a shower, everything that needed saying was said. You creep into bed
and settle in. Slowly, wordlessly, you inch together until the lengths of both
your bodies are pressed tightly against one another. He even points his toes.
-In the morning, fucking morning glory jostles you a few
times before rolling his entire body weight over you to “squish you awake.” He
chuckles and coos at your angry huffs and groans. Asshole.
-He makes you breakfast to make up for the squishing. Gross
whole-grain related hot cereal breakfasts, but whatever. He didn’t hafta’ make
it, and that’s what counts.
-You’re not a morning person, by nature. The inherent
conflict between someone with your night owl tendencies and his cheery, perky, frighteningly sunny disposition before
noon tends to cause friction. At least… you expected it to cause friction. In
actuality, he’s just infectiously chipper? It’s hard to stay upset when your
house smells like brown sugar and fresh fruit and he’s all smiley.
-This poor boy generates more heat than a top of the line WE
radiator. We’re talking damp sheets and a bunched up comforter kicked to the
foot of the bed every frickin’ night. You own pajamas. You used to sleep in
pajamas. Now you’re too damn hot. Not in a fun, hot and bothered way. No. Hot
in the “Jason, I swear to God, if you don’t get your heavy, sweaty arm off of
me, I’m kicking you” sort of way.
-For the most part, he doesn’t really sleep. At least, you
don’t think he does. He seems to nap in quick bursts, but will stay with you
through the night without protest or excuse when asked.
-He sleeps so hard when he rarely slips past his usual doze to
full unconsciousness that it doesn’t really matter what you say, nothing can be
done. You are trapped in the crushing embrace of your sweaty boyfriend.
-At least he mostly smells good, cigarette breath aside.
-You like cuddling. Previous boyfriends had requested
separate blankets or a pillow wall because, Jesus, you are a monster. What
Jason does cannot be called cuddling. It’s huddling. He huddles you.
-Your back to his chest. One bicep under your neck and,
somehow, that same forearm is positioned in a bar back over your chest so your
cheek sits on his elbow. Is it still a headlock if done out of affection?
-You don’t know.
-The other arm gets tossed over your belly. It fastens your
torsos together with a firm hold kept in place because he burrows that hand
beneath your hip. When he takes deep breaths you’re sort of squeezed. It’s a
happy turn of events that you aren’t claustrophobic.
-You’re not sure what happens to your legs. You’ve never
managed a look down at them while being huddled. Suffice to say that they are
not your own.
-When you absolutely have to extract yourself from him, a
lot of squirming is involved. 100% honesty, you have elbowed him awake. You had
half an hour before work and were dangerously close to pissing your scant pjs.
-Drastic times, yo.
-On the nights when he just naps, mornings are whatever. The
huddling is not at DEFCON 1 levels of nuclear crisis, so you just slip out of
bed with some wiggling and start getting ready for the day. Within 30-45
minutes, he drags himself out of bed and gloomily sucks down the coffee you
offer to him.
-The morning of the elbowing incident he stayed in bed. You
haven’t talked about it.
-The first time you invited Tim over to stay the night, you tucked
yourself in while he was hunched at the foot of your bed working on some big project
for his company. When you woke up he… he was at the foot of your bed clacking
away on that project. He had not moved. He had not slept.
-Like, thanks Edward. I totally invited you over so that you
could watch me snore and drool on my pillow instead of fall into a similar
state of vulnerable unconsciousness as a relationship building exercise.
-I’m not inviting you back.
-You do invite him back. You also impound his laptop, his
tablet, and his smartphone after 11:30 and physically wrestle him into bed. He
“I have to finish that in the next 36 hours. I don’t have time for sleep.”
“But I’m working on a project for Bruce! I can’t
stop until it’s finished.”
“I took a long nap today. I’m not sleepy.”
(Spoken as he yawns.)
It almost reminds you
of tucking your kid brother in when he was spoiled and four, but you don’t want
your brain making those kinds of connections, and wait… what? No.
-He falls asleep in exactly 23 minutes. Yes, you timed it.
If that’s creepy, you don’t care.
-Once actually bedded, Tim is a pretty ideal sleeping
partner. No snoring. No copious drool. Mild mumbling here and there when
repositioned. You even manage to arrange the both of you into one of those cute
couples’ sleeping positions from the movies with your head all on his chest and
his nose resting in your hair.
-It is comfortable for 10 minutes, then you move because your
arm is asleep and your neck sort of hurts.
-When you wake up, he is gone. There is fresh coffee in your
kitchen and also a note signed with the extremely professional full signature
of Timothy Drake. You don’t know what
to make of that, and honestly, the fact that it is sitting so neatly beneath a
sloppily drawn heart doodle serving as the “sincerely” only serves to further
confuse you at such an early hour.
-Nights with Tim are always one of these two options: he is
up doing some ungodly thing on the internet or sleeping like a rock that
somehow rises gracefully before the dawn and never, never wakes you up to say goodbye.
Damian (obviously, significantly older):
-He is surprisingly calm? You are a bundle of nerves
strapped into the fourth pair of pajamas you tried on before leaving the
closet, and he’s just standing there in pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt staring
at you like, “What the hell took so long? Please tell me you know how to dress
yourself by this age.”
-Every time it is like this. This is not the first time you
have slept beside him, but you just want to tie yourself into a knot and die
because, oh my GOD, why is he so p r e t
-Your roles in this relationship are utterly reversed every
time it comes down to crawling under some covers. Unfortunately, he even does
awkward with more grace than you. Where he usually is painfully formal and stilted in
old fashioned ways that amuse you to no end, you’re just like… a mess. A hot
mess in blue striped pajamas brimming with nervous giggles and a distinct lack
of eye contact.
-He insists that you sleep on the wall side. When you ask, horrified
by a premonition of you crushing him in the middle of the night trying to
scramble for the bathroom half-asleep, he patiently explains for the seventh
time that he has made an honor-bound promise to protect you. You cannot sleep
on the outer edge of the bed. If there were to be an assailant, they would have
easy access to you while he was hindered by an inferior position deeper within
the gully of the mattress.
-Yup. Used the exact words “gully of the mattress.”
-What were you worried about? He’s still your scrub.
A pretty scrub, but an awkward scrub who cannot hold a conventional conversation in a bucket
with a speech guide.
-When your strange, flighty demeanor calms into your more
usual behavior, you settle in nicely. You both like sleeping on your back. He
stretches one arm beneath your pillow, and you tuck neatly into his side.
-He is warm. Damian smells like soap and tea and something musky
and mannish that isn’t indicative of cologne. It is a good smell, and you
always sleep wonderfully when he stays over.
Sometimes I lose my appetite for days or weeks - even the foods I normally crave become as appealing as eating paper towels. It normally goes hand in hand with sensory issues with the food. These are some of the tricks I’ve learned to make sure I get enough nutrition anyway
The first and most important thing is you need to remember that eating anything is better than eating nothing. You may need to suspend your normal standards or rules - eating foods that are less “healthy" than normal, eating the same thing over and over gain, or just not enjoying your food as much.
Energy (calorie) dense foods like nuts or energy bars are really helpful, especially if the actual process of eating is unpleasant. Sometimes its really nice to be able to eat a meals worth of energy in under a minute
Chewing gum helps me get my appetite going - If I am trying to get myself hungry for a meal I will often start with gum 30-40 minutes before.
I rely a lot on eating a little of something I’m comfortable with to pique my appetite and moving to a different food group afterwards. Eating the first thing is always the hardest - I find after I start my brain realizes that food is ok and I can move onto larger portions or a different food.
When I eat something sweet I tend to crave more sugar later. So I use this to my advantage and have a small portion of something with some sugar in it and then wait to be hungry for more. Sometimes I will try to eat something a little more nutritious the second time, others I just have more of whatever was finally able to pique my interest
For the same reason consider other foods you find hard to put down. I’ve heard that things with both carbs and fat in them are the most “addictive” and I use that when I’m struggling to get enough to eat. It’s ok if this is a “junk” food - remember eating anything is better than eating nothing
Ginger tea or ginger chews make my stomach feel better
Keep track of your food. It can be really informal, like making sure you don’t skip meals, or it can be some other strategy of keeping a food journal or counting calories. You don’t need to be super precise, it just helps remind you to eat when your body isn’t sending the right signals
Look at “food porn.” Scrolling through a food blog you love on tumblr or watching a cooking show can be a good way to get your appetite going
Have a nutritional drink like an ensure can help you make sure you are getting all the nutrients you need without much thought. I find ensure is best very cold or on ice.
Look for foods or categories of foods that seem easier to tolerate than the others. This might be something you know is easy on your stomach, something of a certain texture, something hot/cold, or just a favorite food.
If there is a food that you find less unappealing than the others, or feels “safe” to you go for it, even if you’ve eaten it many times in the last few days. I even find having eaten a food or meal in recent memory helps convince my body its not gonna be harmful
Part 2 of my horror/fantasy podcast recs is finally here! (Sorry it’s taking so long @thefestiveoctopusnods!) This is the start of all the fiction I listen to and they’re in no particular order. Part 3 should be up soonish..
Passage Ok. So this is a new podcast (only 1 episode out right now!) And it follows the time honoured tradition of “journalist explores spooky goings on and gets in over their head”. This is based around Puget Sound in the Pacific Northwest and is based on GHOST SHIPS! A lifeboat washes up with a bunch of skeletons and an antique pistol and sets the internet on fire when it’s revealed to be a lifeboat from a ship that disappeared 150 years ago. A journalist travels to Puget Sound to find why and how this happened. The first episode is 15 minutes but that may increase as the series goes on.
Spines Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to wake up covered in blood in an attic with no memories of what you were doing or why there’s arcane symbols painted everywhere? If so this is the podcast for you. It follows Wren as she tries to figure out what was going on and why the other people in the attic seem to have really creepy powers. There is quite a bit of body horror in this one just as a warning. Wren is trying to find her “boyfriend” and figure out what he did to them all and why all her “friends” seem to want to kill her now for what he did. Also the main character is bisexual so that’s a giant plus in my book. Each episode is about 20 minutes long so if body horror, secret societies, and creepy superpowers interest you then give this one a try.
Darkest Night One of my favourite new podcasts! It’s narrated by Lee Pace and is another body horror podcast! This one has super secret creepy private company doing human experiments. These experiments boil down to poor lab tech gets a severed head in a box and sucks out the eyeball jelly to put in a machine that plays the last things the eye saw before it died. Each episode is a separate story but with an overarching story about the lab tech doing a casual bit of corporate espionage. Episodes are between 20-30 minutes long and have some of THE BEST 3D audio I’ve heard outside of ASMR videos so you definitely need to use headphones with this one.
The Magnus Archive The Magnus Institute is collecting first hand accounts of the strange and unusual things that happen to normal people for their archives. It’s based around a new archivist who is replacing the last one and going through all the archives and digitising them (as much as possible). Each episode is mostly a stand alone horror story but there are a couple of overarching mysteries that link the podcast together - the three main ones are what happened to the previous archivist and where she went, a private collector’s library of books that come alive as they’re read, and the creepy worm lady. Episodes are about 25 minutes long and it’s just started it’s second season.
Mabel This one is told in a series of voicemails. The narrator, Anna, is a live-in carer for a old lady and she’s leaving messages to the lady’s granddaughter. That’s the basic premise at least. The granddaughter is the mysterious Mabel who is off doing something. Most likely avoiding the creepy house. Each episode is about 20 minutes long. It starts off with a haunted house vibe but quickly descends into something else entirely that makes you wonder if Anna is psychotic, or if the house is influencing her in some way. If Haunting of Hill House is your jam then this is definitely one to check out. I really wish I could explain more about it but you kinda need to experience it to get the full effect. But trust me, it will keep you guessing like all great haunted house stories do.
The Bridge Ok. Ok ok ok. So. Imagine they built a giant transcontinental bridge across the ocean so you don’t have to fly. Now imagine they build hotels and water parks and sightseeing spots along this bridge and kept safe by the Watchtowers. Now imagine that everything goes horribly horribly wrong. That is the situation the guardians of Watchtower 10 find themselves in. It’s 2016 and the ocean has revealed that it’s still not ready to be tamed. Join the gang in these 25 minute episodes as they broadcast to an empty road, fight off weird cults, and struggle to keep their secrets secret. Oh yeah, and no one release the sea monster in the basement please and thank you.
Tales of THATTOWN Welcome to THATTOWN. Found in the deep south (Alabama) THATTOWN is filled with the normal things you’d find in any small town like bands of marauding zombies that like to whisper your deepest secrets to you, casual demon possessions, auto cults, and town mages. Not going to lie - I love this podcast and would urge everyone to check it out. Plus the creators are so nice and will put up trigger warnings for you and are writing up transcripts for free because they want everyone to be able to access it. Episode lengths vary and you need to listen to the first couple of episodes together because the first one is done in such a different style to what the show actually settled with.
The Lift If you ever find yourself in a creepy building that no one else can see, staffed by a dead girl called Victoria who knows just that little too much about you then congratulations - you have a decision to make. Each episode is based around a new person who somehow stumbles into this liminal place. Victoria will take you to the floor that will best help you work out your issues and try and help you. If you deserve it. Of course, it’s up to you if you want to take the help. Each episode is about 30 minutes long and season 2 just started where we’re learning a lot more about Victoria’s backstory and how she ended up trapped as a guardian to that place,
Help Me This is a short, completed podcast about one girl’s journey to find out why her best friend committed suicide. Turns out the answer is - because she didn’t. The podcast quickly takes a turn from trying to find acceptance in death to fighting for your life from the thing that stalks you and wants to steal your soul. There’s a lot more out there than people know and, if you’re unlucky, you can accidentally draw their attention. Fans of slenderman or creepypasta this 15 part miniseries is one you definitely need to listen to. And I really hope the creator decides to put something new out soon!
Set a timer. 15-30 minutes is a good starting point. If you really can’t handle that, go with 10 minutes.
Sit down and close your eyes. I sit cross-legged in an armchair. You can sit normally in a chair or be lying down on the floor. Most any position is acceptable. The only requirements are that your body is relaxed and your mind is awake. No falling asleep!
Focus your attention and sight in the space between your eyebrows. Meditation uses a focal point such as that space or your breath or a mantra. Try out different focal points for two weeks at a time until you find something that suits you.
Do not actively think or imagine anything. There is a difference between thinking and having thoughts pop up. Don’t engage in thinking. Thoughts will pop up. Don’t engage them by pushing them away or analyzing them.
If you lose your focus just bring it back to the focal point. It is okay if you suddenly find that you have wandered down a train of thought. Recognizing that when it happens is part of the meditation training. Bringing your attention back, taking a breath, and letting it go is all you need to do.
Don’t get up until the timer goes off. All sorts of difficult emotions and thoughts might arise. That is normal. Meditation cleans a lot of junk out of our mind-body. Before it is cleared away, it often comes to the surface. Let the process happen. You are safe.
This is the technique taught to me by my guru and it is called Jangama Dhyana. You can read more about it on the meditation page of my blog.
Try it out. If you have any further questions along the way, let me know!