Hi friends!!

As you may have seen, I woke up Sunday morning to some dull knee pain. It wasn’t horrible, but I made the albeit annoying but smart decision to not run. I was bummed, but knew I was doing the right thing. I did make sure to do some PT exercises, stretching, and icing to help things along!

Monday my knee felt better, but not quite where I wanted it, so I took that day off too. Trying to be smart! The days off weren’t all bad though, got in some good snuggles with my boys :)

Yesterday I woke up and my knee felt SO much better! So I decided to head out and try

Indy Mini W12D2 - STRENGTH 4x1.5 miles

I wasn’t sure how it was going to go, so I told myself just do one and see how I felt. After the first one my whole body was screaming LOLNOPE, so I turned home and cut the workout in half.

And I’m totally fine with that! During this run I had lots of thoughts about how much I push myself for running. And how I really need to be nicer and not put so much pressure on myself. I run for fun! Literally no one depends on how my runs go. My friends and family will still love me if I’m not running 100%. And I feel like I’m learning that more and more. I shouldn’t be nervous 3 days a week because of the hard runs I have to do after work. They should be something I look forward to! So moving forward, I’m going to try my hardest to have a different mindset towards running. It should be fun! Not another stress in my life. If I’m not running 9 min/miles, I’ll still be me and that’s pretty great :)

Okay enough rambles for today! My knee feels great again today, so I’ll be doing tempo tomorrow!

Happy hump day! :)

Edmund x Reader: Arranged

Prompt/ask: hi! could i request an edmund x reader where they had to have an arranged marriage but the reader loves him and she doesn’t think edmund loves her back? maybe like they’re in bed and sleeping on opposite sides and she wants to cuddle but she’s too afraid to ask him because she thinks he doesn’t love her? idk if that made sense but it would be amazing if you could write it! i love your writing! thank you!! 

Word count: 1,291

Warnings: None

Setting: Golden Age

A/N: Thank you to my lovely friend Danielle (@itsalwaysnarnia) for helping me with part of this story-please give this excellent human being a follow!

Your betrothal to Edmund Pevensie of Narnia was not something you had wished for. Unfortunately, it wasn’t something you had any say in at all.

An arranged marriage was not what you considered the dream future. You couldn’t think of anyone in their right mind who would actually enjoy being stuck with some stranger for the rest of their life, let alone upon meeting them a mere week before the wedding. 

But the moment you met Edmund Pevensie, he didn’t seem like a stranger. No, he was something much more than that in your eyes. It felt as if you had known him in a past life; Perhaps in a dream, or a dream of a dream. It seemed incredibly silly, seeing as you had only exchanged a few words with the young king, and although you were sure he didn’t feel the same, you couldn’t deny how you saw him.


You immediately snapped out of the trance you were in, turning to the dark haired figure standing in the doorway of the castle’s Great Hall.

 “Oh, sorry. I must have, um-” You paused, clearing your throat and avoiding Edmund’s gaze. “Wandered off…” 

The king tilted his head slightly, giving you a questioning look. “Yes, well, you should probably get to bed. It’s, I mean-” He looked at his feet, clearly uncomfortable. “It’s getting late.”

 You nodded, forcing a small smile. “Yes, thanks.” The two of you stood there for a minute. “Right, well, I’m going to uh…” You felt the apples of your cheeks fill with heat. 

“I was just getting to bed, I can walk with you if you’d like.” Edmund offered hesitantly, almost as if he felt an obligation to. 

You nodded gratefully, obliging and taking a step towards the winding marble staircase. “Thank you, Your Highness.” 

Edmund shook his head, almost sadly. “Please don’t call me that. It’s bad enough that we’re stuck in this situation, I don’t need you treating me like I’m somehow…above you.”

 He paused, taking care to avoid eye contact as he walked a few steps ahead of you. 

“Edmund?” You asked, stopping before the entrance to your marital chambers. The king turned slowly on his heel to face you. 

“I’m sorry. For all of this.” You croaked out softly. 

The two of you looked at each other for a moment. Edmund just nodded, remaining silent. He understood what you meant. 

Edmund apprehensively began to unlatch the door, opening it with deliberate listlessness. You took a couple timid steps towards the entrance, watching as the young king tugged at his waist to undo the buckle from the side of his robes.

You stepped into the dark chambers, tugging at the sleeve of your gown and shutting the door behind you as you did so. It made a thunderous sound as the latch clicked once more. 

You had been in these chambers three times before; once on your wedding day and then again on the two evenings that followed. Yet on all three of these occasions, you and Edmund lay on either sides of the bed, not acknowledging each other whatsoever. 

“So,” You said softly, pulling and unbraiding the laces on the back of your gown,  “Uh-”

“You don’t have to try to talk to me.” Edmund replied plainly, letting his robes fall to his feet. “It’s alright.”

 It was immensely dark in the room, so you were unable to see anything more than the general outline of Edmund standing before you. 

You bit the side of your lip, dropping your hands from the laces. “I know, but-” You sighed, gliding your gown over your shoulders and down to your waist. You felt the chilliness in the air run through your body.

Edmund ran a hand through his scraggly hair, looking at you with an odd expression. “Hm?” 

You shook your head rawly, letting the last of your clothing fall and quickly reaching for the nightdress that hung by the wardrobe. “It doesn’t matter.”

You drew what you could see of the bed coverings back, making room for you to lift your legs from the edge of the mattress and settle them under the sheets. It was still cold under the many blankets. 

You sat there silently, leaning against the pillows lining the headboard as you waited for Edmund to join you. You could feel a cool Narnian breeze come in through the cracked window, making you colder than before. Narnia was different than Terebinthia…too different. Nothing was keeping you sane here anymore. 

“You okay?” Edmund asked from beside you. You nodded slowly, sinking down into the blankets.  

Edmund let out a small, slightly defeated sigh, and adjusted his position to rest his head on the flimsy pillows. Although he lay merely a few feet from you, he seemed a great distance away. 

Edmund remained silent, but you could hear him breathing somewhat rapidly. Gradually, your loneliness became much more prominent and the winds became much stronger. 

As you lay there in the cold sheets, restless and completely unsure, thunder began to brew outside your window. You inhaled sharply, praying that the storm would pass. You had never responded well to weather like this.

It was still for a moment before the first lighting cracked. You felt your body tense up instantaneously, your breathing stopping suddenly. You bit your lip, feeling the blood rush to your face and your hands start to shake. 

It was a silly reaction, sure, but you couldn’t help how your body responded.

You gripped the sheets and closed your eyes, holding back the fear that coursed through your veins. You had every intention on letting Edmund sleep peacefully, but with this thunderstorm, it might not go as planned.

“Ed?” You said softly, almost afraid of his response. Edmund groaned from the edge of the bed. 

“What?” He asked, rather roughly. You licked your lips, trying to ignore the sounds coming from your window. “Nevermind. Go back to sleep.” 

You could feel Edmund roll over, assuming that he was facing you now. 

“Is everything alright? You’ve been squirming.” 

Before you could respond, a loud noise that sounded like hundreds of canons erupting came from the window. You whimpered, wincing slightly. 

“I’m fine.” You said hastily, sensing that Edmund was about to say something. You turned away from him in the darkness, clutching the sheets and curling up on the edge of the mattress. 

For a minute, both of you were still. Then, precipitously, you felt a cold arm making its way around your waist. 

You hadn’t heard Edmund move closer to you-perhaps you had been too focused on the horrific noises coming from outside of Cair Paravel-but, regardless, there he was.

You felt his breath on your bare neck as his arm extended to reach all the way around you, pulling his body closer to yours in the process. His lips were mere centimeters away from your collarbone. 

You felt oddly calmed in this position. Even if you didn’t know what to make of it, it was nice to feel his body against yours, keeping you warm. 

“I know the storms here can be a bit scary sometimes,” Edmund whispered, his hot breath hitting your neck with every word he uttered, “You’ll be okay.” He paused, breathing a bit heavily now. “I just want you to feel…safe.” 

You nodded in acknowledgement, a smile beginning to form on your lips. The feeling of Edmund beside you was something you never thought you needed, but now that it was happening, you realized you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

As you lay there, smiling to yourself, the storm slowly dying down and Edmund’s arms around you, you began to think that you would start to feel a little more sane here. 


It’s past midnight here, so it’s the 23rd and my 19th birthday!

Originally posted by porucz

Originally posted by histericalduck

Also this would be my first birthday away from home, and alone, since most of my friends are busy in lectures tomorrow and my family are about an hour’s drive away. But I’m glad I’ve made very good friends on this site who help make my days not so lonely. Thank you @northeast-artist98, @salmonandsoup, @victoria-saenz, @lum1natrix, @octoberspirit , @sweetapple01, @jenni-with-an-i, @gwennyr, @howardtjmoon, @doomsdayoutlaw, @another-self-mutilating-girl,    and so many others, very much for sticking around and making me smile. Hope you all have a great day/night.

(I may upload pics of my birthday presents in the morning.) :)

Hexxus: “We finally made it! Now we can search for that Z-Crystal!”

???Gast: “Why am I even helping y-”

Hexxus: “SEARCH.”

???: “Got it.”

???: “On a scale from 1 to weird, I think your friend Gengar needs to see a therapist.”

Hexxus: “Don’t we all. Now where could that crystal be…”

???: “Maybe in that box that opened on it’s own?”

Hexxus: “…Yeeaaah…”

*Hexxus found the Z-Crystal!*

“Look at that. Isn’t it cool?”

???: “Kind of creepy, if you ask me. Now how are we going to-”


Hexxus: “…Maybe.”

Gengar: “…About… time…”

*Gengar was surrounded with it’s Z-Power!*

“Mega Stones are overrated anyway. Time to an Alolan Beatdown.”

Mega-Gengar: “…W-what is this? Some kind of trick? Y-you don’t… you don’t… get those AWAY from me!”


I just wanna say thanks

I never knew when Remus and I started this account that we would have such amazing followers. You guys are so supportive and sweet and everything you guys do for us is just incredible. We love hearing your ideas and talking to you, and we can only help you like our content. In spite of everything that’s happened today, you guys have made me so happy! Please, please, please. If you ever need to talk to us, privately or as an ask, please do. I feel it’s the only way I could repay you. If you have any issues or you just wanna be friends, we would love to have conversations with you guys. Thanks for the love, and I’ll do everything I can to give it back to you. 💕💕💕💕


anonymous asked:

Hello. I just want to say that this sort of semi-support/help-group-type-thingy that you "oversee" is extraordinarily remarkable. You are very helpful and kind; Be proud of that. Have a great day and the best of luck in all of your future ventures!

this made me really happy.
for some reason, i felt like tyler or josh wrote this? and my chest got all fluttery.

either way, thank you friend.
with the world the way it is right now, i feel like everyone could use a few kind words. it doesn’t take much to be kind.

i hope you have a wonderful day.

The only nice thing about this class I have where prof psychologically terrorizes us all for four hours is the friends I’ve made oh my goodness we have really all teamed up as a class against his tomfoolery and I am certain I’ll be friends with these people for a very long time

anonymous asked:

My dad bought the black parade when it was first released in 2006 and then he passed it on to my older sister who passed it onto me, and then I passed it on to my little sister and mom. The whole family loves MCR but they really saved me when I had no friends and was self harming. I began listening to more of their stuff and their music made me feel less angry/unhappy x

This is so beautiful? They really did have such a wonderful impact! I’m so glad they were able to help you

//send me an ask about MCR//

[photo of the ask so it doesn’t show up for people happily searching WA]

S3 is definitely something else… Well I liked S3-A. Caitlin’s transformation, Cisco grieving, etc. I personally thought Barry and Iris were cute. The romance wasn’t the main focus anyway. S3-B though… damn. It’s bad. I’ve been pretty vocal about my dislike of Arrow S3 and S4 but even they had somewhat interesting villains, storylines that made sense and a story for everyone every now and then -except laurel of course. I still care very much about the show and the characters, I can enjoy the episodes but huge meh. They need to let go of time travel for a while. Even Smallville did it better ffs and it’s usually more of a Flash thing. Let Barry be a superhero who helps people, saves the world, not spend all his time fixing his mistakes / trying to save his family and friends. Let Iris use her skills, there are so many opportunities for interesting reporter arcs, for her to help the team in her own way… Romance doesn’t have to mean forced drama and soap opera twists that take over the entire plot. Still can’t believe the ending of 316 and the 317 resolution.  

Most shows have troubles for their 3rd season so hopefully S4 improves. The writing, gosh. Secrets, idiotic decisions, terrible action, romance for anyone who isn’t played by Tom Cav, plotholes… If at least the season’s big bad was good. Of course I’m curious about his identity but as a villain, Savitar is just cheap Zoom with way less screentime and development.

i want to tell you a story. it’s a story about a 17 year old boy from columbus ohio, with a rubber band on his wrist and bad thoughts in his head who writes about trees and saying hello. it’s a story about a 20 year old boy from ohio who makes this musical group, and starts to need his rubber band less, and puts his words in to music. it’s a story about a 22 year old boy from ohio, whose life isn’t going quite the way he thought it would but he’s made a new friend, a new brother, and this new friend is helping him project the words he once feared to say, louder and further than he ever thought possible. it’s a story about a 24 year old boy from ohio who has stopped wearing his rubber band completely, and who is singing the world his darkest thoughts, at first afraid of rejection, but growing confidence as he hears the world sing back. it’s a story about a 27 year old boy from ohio, with tattoos lining his wrist where a rubber band once was, who stands in one of the biggest venues in america and sings to nearly 30,000 people about trees and saying hello. 

i want to tell you a story. it’s a story about a boy who made it. and i want you to know that you can make it too. you are not a sad story. you are not hopeless. you will sing about your own trees one day.

Aries: Loving yourself is not a crime. It’s not a sin to take pride in the world you’ve created. Learn to praise yourself without finding faults. Give yourself grace.

Taurus: Old friends fade away new things take their place. Don’t forget to go back to your roots and replenish your soul every once in awhile. Don’t forget what made you you and the people who helped get you there.

Gemini: You’re a hero even if you can’t fucking see it. YOu’ve saved your own life, fighting against a mind that wants to kill you. If nothing else that is something to be proud of.

Cancer: Everything has a season and a time and everything has a time to end. Learn that letting go is scarier, but may be the best choice. Hanging on to the noose is only going to suffocate you that much more.

Leo: Some things were made to hurt. You shouldn’t run from the pain. Learn to handle an open flame. It’s scary than being numb but you need to feel something again.

Virgo: Come home. All I can say is come home. Open your eyes and see the world around you again. Hear everyone crying out your name just wanting you back.

Libra: It won’t kill you. It won’t ruin you. It won’t destroy you. You are bigger and badder and braver then this. Get off your god damn knees. It’s not doing you any good to cower.

Scorpio:  Eventually the memories won’t hurt. But right now, it’s okay. It’s okay to cry and scream and be in agony. It’s okay to not talk about it and to talk about it too much. It’s okay.

Sagittarius: It’s okay to lose who you are. Don’t be afraid to start over and try and find yourself again. Don’t be scared, it’s going to be hard. But you’ll learn to really smile instead of just pretending too.

Capricorn: Don’. Self destruction isn’t fucking beautiful when all you’ve got left is the wreckage. Don’t you dare. You still have things left to do here.

Aquarius: Sometimes home is just where you laugh and smile. It doesn’t have to be a person or a house it can be a moment of serenity and peace where all is right.

Pisces: Follow your heart even if your head says it’s wrong. Even if its risky. You’ll only regret the choices and paths you didn’t take in the end.

—  this weeks horoscope

Pink Pearl with her Diamond, interacting.

“ As a pearl made for a Diamond, we are more than just servants. We comfort them like friends, we help them feel when they can, we sing to them when they are down or happy, and…we keep their secrets” 


Doodles that I don’t feel like cleaning up any more than this

it’s my favorite friends again ✨

reblog with what kind of psychotic you are im lightly chilled psychotic


“Forgive me but you are doing yourself a disservice. I’ve known many people in this world but made few friends and I can safely say”