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🌅 Cosmos by @cosmos-crossing 🌿


The moment I opened my eyes in this dream, I was literally blown away! I have fallen so in love with this town that I spent an hour just walking around in the calm afternoon, enjoying the scenery. I am definitely dreaming of Cosmos again very soon!

Spell Challenge Day 10: A Spell to Dream About Past Lives

(word inspired by: Past lives)

Here is a spell to help people who do past life work as well as dream work. It will aid in you having some memories or symbolism in your dreams about past lives you may have lived.

You Will Need: 

  • Rosemary (past life work in dreams, vivid dreams, remembering dreams)
  • Amethyst (vivid dreams)
  • Clear Quartz or Dream Quartz (past life work, general dream work)
  • Jet (dreams, protection in sleep)
  • Sachet
  • Chamomile Tea (induces sleep)

Steps:

  • In a sachet of your choice place your rosemary, amethyst, clear quartz/dream quartz, and Jet. Make sure it is pulled closed tightly to ensure it doesn’t spill and place it beneath your pillow.
  • Brew your chamomile tea to your liking, stir it clockwise thinking of your intent, which is to dream of your past lives. Breath in the scent of it and drink it slowly in a quiet area.
  • Once finished with your tea lay in bed. “Tonight I will dream of moments past, and relive the lives that have passed.”
  • Go to sleep.
  • In the morning or moment you wake up it is recommended you write down and record your dreams as well as decipher their meanings. This will help you with future dream memory as well.

I woke up on the morning of my twenty-third birthday to a dead-end job, a failing relationship, an empty wallet and a complete lack of direction. And I’m sure I’m not alone in that fate.

The years following college aren’t kind to us. We are thrust into the real world with a large amount of student debt, jobs that barely pay enough to make rent, relationships that are rapidly changing and a profound feeling of being lost on how to handle it all. Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three, including your own life.

And yet, we pull through.

Most of us make it to our twenty-fourth year. Most of us make it out of the woods. Most of us are lucky enough to say that by the end of our twenty-third year we’re no longer feeling completely and utterly lost. But in case you’re not there yet, here are a few things you may need to be reminded of right now.

1. You’re not going to be lonely for the rest of your life.

Twenty-three is a lonely and uncomfortable age. College is (probably) over. Your professional life is (hopefully) just beginning. And your social life is doing an awkward, uncomfortable shuffle in response to all the changes. You’re far away from the people who know you well and not yet emotionally close with the people who physically surround you.

Give it time. Give your relationships the chance to evolve. Give yourself the chance to adjust to no longer living with a group of your closest friends (yes, you will adjust). Loneliness doesn’t last forever, even when it feels like it will.

2. You don’t need to be working your dream job right now.

It’s okay to take a shitty office job because you need to pay the bills. It’s okay to spend your spare time volunteering to get the experience you need. There are a thousand different routes you can take to get to where you want to go. Don’t beat yourself up in the process – just keep moving, steadily and slowly, toward wherever you would rather be.

3. Everyone feels lost at some point.

No, seriously. Every single person you meet, interact with or think about in the course of a day has almost definitely had a period of their lives where they had NO clue what they were doing. So this is yours. You’re just getting it out of the way early.

4. You still have so much time to fail.

You have time to fail at love. At your career. At your creative aspirations. At your personal goals.

You are still young enough to fall and pick yourself back up, so many more times. So don’t be afraid to take those big, scary risks now – while you still have the time and the strength and the determination to start over.

5. Someone is going to love you again.

You’re going to feel that insane over-the-moon feeling again. You’re going to want to tell someone ‘I love you’ again. You’re going to have something real with another human being again, even if it doesn’t feel like it right now. The ability to love other people doesn’t leave you, even if it’s a muscle you haven’t flexed in a long while.

6. You are going to love you again.

Your self-perception is going to adjust to encompass the new, adult you: the one that you are still growing into. Don’t beat yourself up about who you are or are not yet at twenty-three – you have so much time left to grow into the person you’ll become, and to be damn proud of whoever that will be.

7. You are allowed to set and keep boundaries.

Being a young adult means saying ‘Yes’ to a lot of things – long work hours, demands from our partners – because you aren’t yet sure what you’re allowed to say no to. But here’s the deal – you are allowed to set whatever personal or professional boundaries you need to set in order to stay healthy and stable.

You don’t have to earn the right to take care of yourself. You deserve it, as a basic product of your existence.

8. You are never entirely without support.

You may not be lucky enough to have parents who are able to give you financial support or even friends who are immediately available to give you emotional support, but rest assured, if things ever went really wrong, you’d have people there to help you out in ways you may not expect. If at least a few names come to mind, you’re doing better than a lot of people.

9. Being disappointed in yourself just means that you know you can do better.

If you were never falling short of your own goals, you’d be living your life all wrong. Disappointment – in moderation – means that you believe in bigger things for yourself. And holding that belief in life will take you further than you could possibly imagine.

10. It’s not your job to live someone else’s dream.

You don’t have to move to Asia to teach English if it’s not going to make you happy. You don’t have to move to a big city and get a mind-numbing office job because it’s going to impress your parents. The choices you make now set the tone for the choices you’re going to make the rest of your life. So you’re allowed to make the choices you want to make – and only worry about impressing your future self.

11. ‘No’ is a very important word.

You’re allowed to use it. Say no to jobs that don’t entice you. Say no to people who bring out the worst in you. Say no to all the opportunities that prevent you from pursuing the bigger, braver, bolder life course that you’d rather be on. Say no confidently, strategically and as regularly as you need to. It is your right and in some cases, your greatest asset.

12. Nobody can read your mind – you’re going to have to ask for what you want.

Nobody is going to come hand you your dream job or your perfect relationship or your ideal lifestyle because you’ve been obeying the rules so diligently. You have to ask – directly and sometimes incessantly – for those things. It’s unfortunate that the adult world works this way, but it does. The sooner you get comfortable asking for things, the sooner you start getting big results. Results other people don’t get because they’re too afraid to ask for them.

13. You don’t have to be embarrassed.

Not by the job you’re working or the person you’re dating or where you are in life, in relation to the people you graduated college with. Embarrassment is a choice. And the prouder you choose to be of yourself – no matter where you are in life – the further you’re going to go. Confidence is a major predictor of success.

14. Your body is not seventeen anymore.

You can’t exist on a steady diet of beer, burritos and power-naps forever. Your body is starting to change and you have to change to accommodate it if you don’t want to feel just a little bit worn-out for the rest of eternity. Treating your body properly is going to have more of a positive impact on your life in the coming years than you could possibly imagine right now.

15. You’re probably hotter than you think you are.

Something I hear over and over again from middle-aged people is that they can’t believe they ever thought they were unattractive in their early twenties.

We are our own harshest critics at this point in our lives and it’s more likely than not that your most unattractive quality is the lack of confidence you have in your own appearance. Start believing in yourself a little more right now, so you have to kick yourself a little less aggressively later.

16. You aren’t done changing yet, and you probably won’t be for a while.

There are those rare, beautiful moments in our early twenties where it feels like we’ve got it all figured out and we’re entirely out of the woods. But those moments never last for too long. Life is constantly changing – but that’s far from being a bad thing. Your brain is still developing. You are still developing. And the worst thing you can be right now is stagnant.

17. You have to give yourself a break.

At 23, it’s easy to get so caught up in the working and progressing and forming relationships and finding ourselves that we forget to ever take a moment to just breath. To relax. And to take a brief break from frantically dashing toward the future. You still deserve to live and enjoy your life. Your future will come soon enough.

18. Losing friends is a natural consequence of this stage of your life.

Losing touch with your old college roommates or your hometown friends or the loved ones who settled down earlier or later than you did is a natural consequence of growing older. It isn’t solely up to you to keep every friendship you’ve ever had alive – some things fade out naturally, because they should. Because some of the friendships you shared were meant to last a season, not a lifetime, and that’s okay.

19. There will be people you have to leave behind as you grow, and that doesn’t make you a bad person.

Everyone grows up and grows into themselves at different paces. And the older you get, the more you will notice that some people almost deliberately choose to stay stuck or hold themselves back. And it is not your job to rescue these people from themselves. You can love them, you can support them and you can encourage them but at the end of the day you just can’t hold yourself back on their behalf. They have responsibility over their lives and you have responsibility over yours. You are not selfish or horrible to keep moving forward without them.

20. Comparisons are completely senseless, unless you use them as a motivator.

Comparisons are a great thing if you’re using them to motivate yourself to rise up to someone else’s level of greatness. If, however, you’re only using them to beat yourself down, they are the single greatest waste of your time and energy. You are not your friend or your college classmate or your co-worker who just got a raise. You are you. And if you want to rise above the rest, you have to use the skills that are unique to you, rather than pining after what comes naturally to everyone else.

21. Everyone fucks up.

No, seriously. Everyone has made at least one big, huge mistake that they wish they could take back. It’s just that we tend to not talk about our fuck-ups, which creates a culture where everyone believes that they’re the only ones who ever encounters them. Trust me: you’re not alone. We’ve all done some royally screwed-up stuff. And we’ve all survived it. Which means that you’re probably going to as well.

22. Everyone’s terrified.

Nobody really knows what’s coming next. Nobody actually has a foolproof plan. Nobody is 100% sure of how to get where they want in life and nobody has it all figured out.

Even the most confident people are a little bit unsure and a little bit terrified sometimes. Life’s just like that. Uncertainty is a key ingredient to the whole shebang.

23. If you had it all figured out right now, the rest of your life would be boring.

If you had the rest of your life locked and loaded at twenty-three years old, the rest of your life would be a let-down. The ups and downs are just a natural part of what keeps things interesting. And the truth is, now is the best time imaginable to ride out those fluctuations. A period of struggle prepares you for a future of resilience. So struggle away at twenty-three. The future has plenty of time to fall into place.

—  Heidi Priebe
dpr live + christian yu livestream 10.27.17
  • they’re super excited bc of the ability of being able to do livestreams together
  • they feel like its like facetiming and keep forgetting that there’s fans watching
  • dabin said he fell asleep on his studio floor
  • christian got a revelation that he’s doing a “live with live”
  • they’re discussing that it’s a good way to do a meet-and-greet with fans and they might do that in the future (!!! how exciting !!!)
  • christian’s cooking- his recipe: tabasco+vienna sausage+cheese+lemon+pepper
  • christian likes halal
  • christian is frustrated because he usually makes weird faces when he facetimes dabin but he cant right now and he feels very held back
  • dabin left to go eat breakfast with cream so christians alone now
  • now christian left to eat his creation
broken souls

There are no words to describe how tired i am
Im so fucking tired of this life
I used to think the solution to the pain was the sharp edge of my knife
Yet now i realise that the pain release is only but temporary
I truly have no way to escape all the pain and the misery
I want to be released from this life , i want to die
And out if my body my broken soul will fly

~ 29/10/2017 (living-in-forgotten-dreams)

Track 10
Alex G
Track 10

baby waiting for me on halloween
she said her mask would scare me
i don’t think it will

i know everyone can tell
i’m an empty shell
but baby likes me better
when i hurt myself

baby called me in the morning
she said she talks in her sleep
i don’t think she does

baby wrapped me up in her blanky
she said if i don’t wake up i’ll live forever
in this dream

We think we know someone, but the truth is that we only know the version of them they have chosen to show us.

There will be no further explanation.

EXCUSE ME BUT I LOVE TAYLOR SWIFT. I’ve grown up with her and I’ve seen her evolve and blossom from being 15 to almost 28 now….she has always stayed true to herself. She lets things affect her. She isn’t afraid to show enthusiasm. She lives boldly. She has inspired me since I was 10 years old to live out my dreams and take chances when it comes to what I want. I’m turning 22 in a month and I keep reflecting on the things I’ve experienced and I can’t imagine my life without taylor. I can’t wait to make these new 15 songs the soundtrack to my life.
Forever on Taylor’s side. 💋

Feminist Fiction Masterpost

People expressed interest in a book recommendation master post of feminist fiction, as there is obviously a lack of such, for those of us tired of reading the same misogynist bullshit. I’ve compiled a list of the fiction I’ve read, you might not agree with my assessment - if so, please excuse me.

Fantasy

Tortall-universe by Tamora Pierce

Beka Cooper

Alanna of Trebond

Keladry of Mindelan

Veralidaine Sarrasri

Alienne of Pirate’s swoop

Emelan-universe by Tamora Pierce

The Magician’s Guild by Trudi Canavan

Prequel

Sequel 

Age of the Five T

rilogy by Trudi Canavan

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones

Enchanted Forest Chronicles

(Not really fantasy, mostly a fairytale and geared towards kids but awesome anyway)

Hidden Sea Tales by A.M Dellamonica

(Books 2 and 3 have yet to be published.)

 Damar-series by Robin McKinley

Exiles-series by Melanie Rawn

The Empire Trilogy by Raymond E, Feist

Crown Of Stars-series by Kate Elliot

Fairy Tales by Mercedes Lackey

Doran-series by Monica Furlong

Santa Olivia-series by Jacqueline Carey

Incarnations of Immortality series by Piers Anthony

Lives of the Mayfair Witches by Anne Rice

Cherub-series by Robert Muchamore

(Despite the main protaganist being a boy, then a later a guy,not to mention an asshole - there is amazing female characters, who often beat him for being an ass (also just generally)and it is made obvious that his behaviour is not okay in any way. Also, gay and poc characters!)

Angels Unlimited by Annie Dalton

(Mostly for girls and teenagers, but fuck if I didn’t adore this.Read it first time as a fourth grader or something, thinking of re-reading it.)

Castings by Pamela Freeman

The Orphan’s Tales by Catherynne M. Valente

The Graceling Realm by Kristin Cashore

The Sevenwaters-series by Juliet Marillier

Keeper Chronicles

The Icemark Chronicles by Stuart Hill

When Women Were Warriors by Catherine M. Wilson

The Chanters of Tremaris by Kate Constable

The Guild Hunter-series by Nalini Singh

The Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan

Katriona-series by Lene Kaaberbøl

The Books of Pellinor by Allison Croggon

Stand Alone Stories

Science Fiction

Earthseed-series by Octavia Butler(Black woman!)

Xenogenesis-series by Octavia Butler

Patternmaster-series by Octavia

Stand-alone novels by Octavia Butler 

Hainish Cycle-series by Ursula K. Le Guin

(All following books are stand-alone, but exist in the same universe)

Great Alta-series

Stand alone

Mystery/Thriller/Suspense

The Body Finder by Kimberly Derting

No.1 Ladies’ Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith

Millenium by Stieg Larsson

Stand alone

MISC

Sisterhood by Ann Brashares

Stand Alone Stories

Couldn’t See Past Me, Till I Saw You 

by lululawrence (12k)

Published : 2017-10-02

“Look at us, living the dream,” Louis said softly. “But Harry, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to finish my last semester with the baby. I don’t know how far along I am or anything. And what about my internship and all of that?”

Harry shook his head emphatically and pulled back once more from Louis, this time placing his large, strong hands on Louis’ shoulders and squeezing them tight.

“We’ll make this work, Louis. I’ll help take care of you and your little one and I know you’ll help me make it through whatever happens with this. We’re always there for each other, right? Just like we promised when we were in middle school.”

Louis laughed a bit and smiled through his tears that finally seem to have left. Again. Hopefully they stayed away a little longer this time.

“We’ll figure it out, yeah?” Harry asked again.

“Yeah. We always do.”

Or the one where Harry and Louis have been best friends since they could remember and their friendship has withstood it all…but an unexpected pregnancy might change everything.

Track 10
Alex G
Track 10

baby what you did for me on halloween
she said her mask would scare me
i dont think it will

i know everyone can tell by the empty shell
but baby likes me when i hurt myself

baby help me in the morning
she said she talks in her sleep
i dont think she does

baby wraps me up in her blanket
she says if i dont wake up
ill live forever
this dream

anonymous asked:

as a young broke adventurer just starting out, my biggest worry is that i'll run out of money and have to come home right away. what are your tips for making money on the road? (and how did you live in paris for 10 months?? dreams)

One of my biggest tips is don’t stay in expensive cities for long (hint hint: go almost anywhere, but western Europe). Places like Paris will suck your money in an instant. Luckily, I was working as a nanny, while I was there, so money was never an issue since the family provided me with accommodations and a healthy stipend :)

While on the road, save money by making your own food (shopping at grocery stores) and by traveling cheaply (buses, car shares, and cheap airlines). If English is your native language, you can pick up a lot of tutoring jobs (under-the-table-pay) or you can also work/volunteer in hostels or anywhere. There are a lot of places who participate in work exchanges. OR depending where you are in life, you can apply to the myriad of scholarships and programs abroad that will give you a stipend in exchange for studying or working as a teaching assistant.

This is from an older ask, but I’ll repost:

Check out these sites for seasonal jobs and work/travel opportunities. Sometimes you need to have enough for a ticket to these places, but once you’re there you won’t be spending a ton of moolah.

  • Backdoorjobs- They have a lot of adventure, seasonal, and camp jobs. 
  • AnyworkAnywhere- Once you get past the comic sans, this website has a great catalog of all types of jobs in all parts of the world. It lists vacancies and job descriptions and almost any other information on working abroad (visa, insurance, tax info, etc…)
  • WWOOF- Stands for World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms, so in exchange for work, hosts set you up with food and accommodation. It costs a tiny fee, like $10 (I have friends who just split one account), but totally worth it.
  • Cool Works- More listings of seasonal work and adventure jobs, but only in the U.S. 
  • ESL Cafe - Has a list of teaching opportunities all over the globe. Most jobs require a TEFL/TESOL certificate, but some don’t. 
  • WorkAway.Info- It costs about 23 euros to join, but it gives you access to available volunteer/exchange work from farming to hospitality stuff. I like it because it also allows people to leave reviews of their experiences.
  • HelpX- database full of work/volunteer exchanges on farms, hostels, whatever in all parts of the world
  • Sometimes I simply google search what I want to do and sift through the pages until I find something

Scholarship Opportunities for Studying a Language

  • Critical Language Scholarship (CLS)- If you are interested in studying a critical language over the summer in between your studies, this grant is worth your while. They pay and organize everything. EVERYTHING.
  • Fulbright- Super competitive program to work as an English teaching assistant in a country of your choice. Warning: the application and wait is gruesome.

More Teaching Assistant Jobs (I’ve heard mixed reviews about these programs, but worth it to get a visa and a job before making the jump)

AND SO MANY MORE

anonymous asked:

Your myth retellings always make me giggle. Could it be possible for you to do Echo or Narcissus? If not it cool, just wondering. Thanks again for making my days brighter. *hugs*

Sweet summer child, that is absolutely something that I can do! 

Anyone who wants to skip a poorly retold story of a ludicrously hot young asshole and a woman who is cursed to accidentally hit on people should press J on their keyboard now, as this is a long post. Historical / literary info under the Read More!

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Our story begins with the birth of a beautiful, bouncing baby boy. Well, actually, our story begins with a man named Teiresias, who used to be a woman who used to be a man and was cursed with blindness by Hera and blessed with prophecy by Zeus for daring to say that women enjoyed sexy times more than men, but that’s another myth for another day.

Anyway, back to the adorable bundle of joy. One day, this baby’s mother, a smoking hot nymph named Liriope, goes over to old man Teiresias and asks him “you’re old as balls, will my sweet baby Narcissus grow to be as old as you?” and Teiresias nods sagely and says “yeah, he’ll be fine to claim a state pension, as long as he never comes to know himself, if you get what I mean” and Liriope just shrugs and says “I actually have no idea what you mean, but I’m sure I’ll find out” and Teiresias does a really enigmatic thing with his arms and says “but you have to find yourself first” and Liriope frowns and she’s like “is that part of the prophecy, or” and Teiresias is like “look, lady, I don’t even want this job, just let me have some fun with it” and Liriope looks at him really strangely and walks away with her ridiculously adorable baby. 

16 years later, that adorable baby boy is no longer an adorable baby boy, because that is how time works. Instead, Narcissus is a tantalisingly hot piece of man. It’s actually ridiculous how attractive he is. All over the realm, there are literally hordes of women and scores of dudes just overheating with lust for his perfectly sculpted cheekbones and the way his hair curls alluringly at the nape of his neck. There is no way of exaggerating just how incredibly, incredibly good-looking this guy is. Imagine every single beautiful thing you’ve ever seen: a rose-hued dawn; an oil-slick sea under a sky threaded with silver; a full box of pizza with the steam still rising off it. Narcissus is all of those things and more. Unfortunately, he’s also a massive arsehole. Whenever one of the millions of girls and boys who want to climb him like a tree eventually plucks up the courage to tell him, he just gags and pretends to throw up, and then starts laughing until they leave in floods of noisy tears, and then he shakes his head and says something like “my wit is as sharp as my cheekbones” and then he high fives himself, because he has embraced a poetic kind of solitude and also it’s hard to make friends when you’re that much of a vain dick.

Narcissus lives on Mount Kithairon, near a forest because he’s basically Snow White apart from the hideous personality defects. In these woods there also lives a nymph named Echo. Echo lays eyes upon Narcissus one day while he’s out frolicking in a manly fashion in the woods, and being a sentient being with both eyes and a pulse, she immediately falls in love and starts fantasising about getting married to him and having his genetically superior children and maybe getting a mortgage and living in wedded bliss until their kids leave for college and the love dies. However, there’s a slight hitch in her plan, and that’s the incredibly inconvenient curse that was placed on her a while ago by Hera.

Around the time Narcissus was first growing beautiful golden tufts of hair under his armpits and staring lustfully at inanimate objects, Echo was playing wingman to Zeus. Basically, Zeus would pick up a honey with legs up to their armpits and an apparent incapability of experiencing basic fear, seeing as Hera, Zeus’ wife, has a really bad habit of viciously murdering and maiming Zeus’ lovers and their extended families. Anyway, when Zeus picked up his saucy companions, he’d go and find Echo and be like “yo, if Hera comes looking for me, can you distract her? I’ll need, like, ten minutes max, you can totally do it, I have complete faith in your bullshitting abilities” and Echo would be like “if I decline, you’ll fry me to death with a lightning bolt, won’t you” and Zeus would say “got it in one, sweet-cheeks, now go and talk to my wife about the political situation in Crete or some shit like that, I don’t know what women talk about these days apart from how good I look in these jeans” and then he’d bugger off and go and make sweet, adulterous love to his latest squeeze, probably in the form of an animal, because that’s how Zeus rolls.

This arrangement worked like a charm for a while, until one day Hera suddenly remembered that actually, she wasn’t a total fucking idiot, and she immediately caught on to what Echo was doing. Echo was like “look, Zeus made me do it, it was a choice between joining his clique or joining his hit-list and honestly I regret the choice I made” and Hera just raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow and said “damn straight you should, you’re on my hit-list now and trust me, my hit-list is way worse than his, for a start I don’t give gift bags” and Echo tries to say something like “you don’t even get a gift bag when you join his clique, what a scam” except what actually came out of her mouth was “give gift bags”, and then Hera cackled evilly and she was like ”I am so diabolical and attractive, good luck helping Zeus distract me now when all you can do is repeat the last few words you hear!” and Echo was like “words you hear” and Hera nodded and said “yeah, words you hear, now run along and tell my husband… oh, I don’t know, I guess just tell him whatever he tells you, seeing as that’s all you can do” and Echo was like “you can do” and Hera just grinned and said “damn straight I can do, I’m the fucking head honcho around here, now run along” and Echo, more humiliated than Hades at a marriage counselling session, ran off and hid in the woods, probably mournfully howling “run along” as she did so, and that was that.

So, back to the present day and the slammin’ bod of Narcissus. Echo, as previously mentioned, totally wants to cut herself a generous slice and serve it for all three courses, but as it turns out, it’s pretty hard to flirt successfully when your pick-up lines are limited to ceaseless repetition, and the object of your affection is about as talkative as post-Apollo Daphne. Therefore, Echo spends most of her days creeping around the place, staring at Narcissus’ abs.

One day, Narcissus is taking some time out of his busy schedule of being devastatingly attractive and being insanely easy on the eye, and he decides to take a masculine stroll down past the river. Echo follows him, because apparently boundaries aren’t a thing in Ancient Greece, and after a little while, Narcissus gets hopelessly lost, because apparently a sense of direction isn’t a thing in Ancient Greece either. While she’s following him, Echo makes a sound, and immediately shit goes down.

Terrified, like a woman who’s just come face to face with Hera, Narcissus is like “is anybody there?” and Echo is like “shit, shit, I fucked up, I fucked up everything”, except what she actually says is “is anybody there?” and Narcissus rolls his eyes because he’s 16 years old and being teased is his second worst thing ever, after his mum going into his bedroom without his permission, and he says “well, no fucking shit, obviously there’s someone here, I literally just asked you that” and Echo is like “asked you that” and Narcissus grits his pearly, perfectly aligned teeth and says “I’m going to knock your block off, just you come here” and Echo is like “you come here” and Narcissus shakes his wonderfully glossy mane and he’s like “no, you come here” and Echo decides fuck it, enough is enough, and she leaps out of the bushes and beams manically and cries “come here!”, and she’s so overcome with lust at seeing him close-up in high definition that she can’t stop herself from throwing her arms around his neck and basically fawning all over him, living the absolute dream.

For 10 seconds, anyway, because Narcissus is totally grossed out by this creepy girl touching him, and he shoves her off and he’s like “whoa, whoa, sweetheart, don’t touch what you can’t afford, you’re not invited to enjoy this body” and Echo just silently wills him to say something else, anything else so that she doesn’t have to repeat that, but Narcissus just stands there and looks at her and so Echo sighs and says “enjoy this body” and Narcissus wrinkles his adorable and yet rugged button nose and says “I don’t want to enjoy your body, I thought I made that like really clear” and Echo nods forlornly and says “really clear” and then she just runs away, because avoiding conflict is another of her trademarks.

Over the next few months, Echo continues her creepy stalking addiction, and eventually she literally wastes away from sadness, because as we all know, a woman is nothing without the love of a man. Luckily her consciousness remains, and so she’s still able to follow Narcissus around like a bad smell. Unluckily, this means that she gets to watch Narcissus act like a total fucking douche about a hundred more times, just rejecting all these well-meaning people who want to maybe stroke his face a few times and have him tell them that they’re pretty, and eventually, one rejected nice guy decides that enough is enough. His manly pride wounded, he raises his fist to the sky, probably knocking off his fedora in the process, and says “Narcissus has friend-zoned one too many of us! I hope the fucker falls in love one day with someone who’ll never love him back. Then he’ll know what it’s like to live under the cruel haze of inadequacy, or something like that. I am so alone.”

So, a few days later, Narcissus is out hunting in the woods with a group of his less attractive bros, and he suddenly realises how thirsty he is. Actually thirsty, that is. It’s not euphemistic. So he jumps gracefully off his trusty steed and goes to the nearest spring, and he’s about to take a nice long sip of water when he spies this goddamn vision of loveliness in the spring, and immediately he’s just like “oh my days, this must be what love feels like, or perhaps it’s just teenage arousal, but either way, I want to get on that” and so he just sits there, staring into the spring, saying stuff like “babe, your hair is like spun silk, I could run my hands through it and give you a scalp massage at the same time because that’s the kind of boyfriend I’d be”, but the image in the water doesn’t respond and Narcissus is like “this must be how all those people I rejected felt, don’t make me feel empathy, just love me” 

but obviously, the image doesn’t reply because it’s just Narcissus’ fucking reflection, and this entire time Echo is just watching him like ‘holy shit, and to think this is the man I’m in love with, he’s certainly something to look at but there’s absolutely jack shit going on upstairs’. At one point, Narcissus leans in to try and give the hot boy in the pool a cheeky smooch, and the water is disturbed and the reflection fades away, and Narcissus panics and he’s like “whoa, whoa, I’m sorry, I moved too fast, we can take it slow, baby, just come back to me” and the water stills again and the reflection returns and Narcissus smiles wanly and says “this is enough for me, baby, we don’t ever have to touch, just let me look at you” and by god, does he look. For weeks, he just sits there like a teenage girl waiting for One Direction ticket announcements, staring into the spring and sighing wistfully.

Eventually, he just starts to waste away staring lovelorn at his own reflection. Instead of doing the normal thing and doing things that are necessary for life, such as eating, he literally just lies by the water and stares at himself, because Narcissus is nothing if not committed. He’s so committed that he ultimately ends up dying, because that’s the sort of thing you should be willing to do for love. With one last melodramatic sigh, he whispers “I just don’t get it, I’m a hot hunk of beefcake, everyone else wanted me but you… farewell” and then he just keels over and dies the lamest death that anyone has ever died. Echo, who’s been doing her usual routine of standing unnervingly near and watching, says “farewell”, which for once is not an inappropriate thing to say and would probably make a really great line of dialogue in a Nicholas Sparks novel, and then she watches as his body turns into a bed of fucking white and yellow flowers, because if anyone’s corpse is going to do that, it’s Narcissus’. 

Somewhere, probably in a strip-club far away, Teiresias says “I fucking told you so”.

More mythological goodness can be found herehere and here. The latter two links also allow you to follow my progress in writing a whole actual book. Thrilling.

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No, someone please stop this damn time, I’m not yet ready to be 23 - I’m still a fat and ugly loser with no achievements and particular skills or relationships and I even have only one cat so I’m not strong and independent too :((