massive hill

I drive Lara to the end of the driveway to take her for a walk down the road because we know what we’re about and neither of us want to climb a massive hill on the way back from our country stroll. Lara is an elderly sharpei cross who loves her bed and patches of sunshine more than anything (but walks are pretty ace as well). She has a blog at @sleepymabari :)

Title: This Distance Hurts but I Live for These Moments 

Pairing: Link / Prince Sidon 

Rating: General 

Tags: fluff with a little angst, relationship communicating, sweet with a little sad, fish prince loves a blondie 

Summary: Link and Sidon spend some time together after being apart for a couple of months but growing worries and fears about their relationship pop up and demand to be recognized

Continue reading here or check it out on AO3! Comments, reblogs, and kudos are appreciated! thx! <3 <3 <3 


He didn’t know the name of the gently rolling river in front of him but it was a gloriously welcome sight.

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BTS - Reaction to You Fainting Into Their Arms

You had decided to take a nice lunch to the boys while they were at the studio. You had not been feeling the best but you knew how much your boyfriend would love for you to surprise him, especially with food. When you walked in all the boys cheered in excitement and Jin rushed over to hug you and give you a quick kiss. When you placed all the food down on the table you started to feel light headed. Jin turned to you noticing that something wasn’t right and as he placed his arm around you everything went black. You woke up lying on the couch of the studio with your head in Jin’s lap. He was looking down at you with worry in his eyes while running his fingers through your hair. “Hey Jagi,” he said with a smile. You tried to sit up but he defiantly told you no and you stayed put. “What happened?” “You passed out, luckily I was holding onto you so you didn’t fall very far.” You still felt weak and you had a slight headache. “Will you let me take you to the hospital to get some fluids?” You nodded and he helped you sit up and walked you out to the car. The whole time he drove he was gently rubbing your hand with his thumb. “Let’s get you healthy,” he said as he kissed your hand.

Yoongi convinced you to travel along with the boys on tour. The problem was that you were also taking classes online to earn your bachelor’s degree. So, in between spending time with Yoongi, watching the performances, traveling from place to place, eating, and doing touristy things, you were also doing schoolwork. For the girlfriend of the boy who loves to sleep, you weren’t getting a lot yourself. You had been feeling a bit off before you all left for the airport to head to the next location. The next concert wasn’t for a week so there was a bit of a break for the boys and everyone involved in the tour. While you were walking with Yoongi and the others to your designated terminal you started to feel even worse. And all at once, your vision went dark. Luckily, Yoongi had his arm around you to protect you from the crazy fans who got too close for comfort. When you woke up you were in a hospital bed. Yoongi was sitting beside you holding your hand in his. “Yoongs?” He looked up when he heard your voice, “Hey Y/N, you gave me a bit of a scare there.” You noted the IV in your arm and concluded that the airport staff had called for an ambulance. “But the plane!” You said with an alarmed tone. “They booked us another one for tomorrow, don’t worry about it babe. You just need to sleep.” You nodded in agreement. You closed your eyes and he leaned over to kiss your temple, “That’s my sweet girl.”

As you were approaching your boyfriend at home after a very long, tiring day, you ended up passing out right as he was in front of you. Hobi let out one of his shrieks that he is known for and frantically tried to get you over to the couch. After that he would check to make sure that you were still breathing properly. When you woke up you found him watching over you and his face was full of concern. As he saw your eyes open he had to see how you felt, “Jagiya! Are you feeling better?” Still a bit out of it you nodded. He placed his hand on your forehead to see if you were running a fever. Since you felt warm to the touch he carried you to the bed, bundled you up in all the blankets he could find, and ran out to get you some medicine and fluids. When he came back home, he made sure to take good care of you, even calling his mother to get a soup recipe for the flu.

You and Joon were spending the day out. You had felt a bit off but didn’t think it was anything major. When you ended up passing out and Namjoon barely caught you in time he was so shocked. You woke up when an EMT worker was bending over you trying to wake you up. Since you had been in public, someone who saw you faint ended up calling an ambulance. Joon was as close as he could be when they were checking your vitals. They decided to take you to the ER to get an IV. On the way there Joon was sure to comfort you as much as he could. “Don’t worry, Y/N, this is all just to make sure you get the best care.”

Pulling an all-nighter to get an important task for work done wasn’t the best thing for your already tired body. You struggled through the work day feeling off the whole time. But submitting your perfected assignment to your boss was worth it. However, you didn’t expect to be so fatigued that you collapsed into your boyfriend’s arms when you got home. Jimin was quite flustered by the sudden shock but was still able to carry you over to the couch. His soft voice brought you out of your unconsciousness. You saw his angelic smile as he noticed your eyes had opened. “Hey, Jagiya. It is alright, this is your body telling you that you need to rest. I already called your boss and informed them that you would be staying home tomorrow.” You tried to muster up a defiant response but were too weak to do anything. “I know it is against your will but I’ll be keeping you company as well, and making sure you are getting some sleep.” You finally agreed and opened your arms to suggest that your boyfriend come cuddle with you. He laughed and joined you wrapping you up in his arms, “Please go to sleep, otherwise I’ll be worried.” You closed your eyes and fell asleep to the sound of Jimin’s breath.

The hike that Tae had planned started off well, you seemed to have more energy than you thought when you were going up massive hills. Tae wanted to stop and take some pictures of the scenery and some selfies with you to commemorate your trip. You were enjoying watching your puppy of a boyfriend being fascinated by the views that surrounded him. He came over and engulfed you in his arms, “Let’s take some together, okay?” You were going to respond but then you felt your knees start to buckle. That was the last thing you remember before you woke up in Tae’s arms. “Omg, Y/N, can you hear me?! Are you alright?” His voice sounded a bit frantic. “Hey babe,” you smiled at him, “why are you freaking out?” He pulled you into a hug holding onto you tightly, “You passed out,” he said into your ear as he slowly loosened his hold on you and brought you back to face him. “I was so worried! Why didn’t you tell me that you weren’t up for hiking today?” You gave him a frown before you answered, “I saw how happy you were about it. I just didn’t want to ruin it for you, and then I did anyways.” His expression turned stern, “You did not ruin it. Besides, I just wanted to spend time with you.” He took your face into his hands and kissed your forehead. “That is enough for today, I think it is time to take you home and cuddle in bed.” You giggled, “I am not opposed to that idea.”

Of course, Kookie was shook when you stumbled into his arms as you blacked out. He was visiting you at your apartment since you hadn’t been answering you phone and he was worried. You woke up in your bed with Jungkook hovering over you. “Y/N, why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” He leaned down to gently kiss your forehead. “What happened? Did I black out?” He sat back on the pillows and pulled you onto his chest, “Yes you did, and I am not leaving you until I am sure you are better. So, you better get comfortable.” You gave a little giggle as you rested your head on his shoulder, “With this pillow, how could I not be.” You ended up falling asleep as he lovingly rubbed your back.


5 Times The U.S. Almost Went To War

It’s impossible to guess what would have happened if the U.S. had gone to war at critical points in history, and thankfully we’ll never know. Here are five diplomatic nightmares that didn’t end in conflict.

1. When Japanese Prime Minister Takeo Fukuda launched a hammer at the United States: In 1978, the world looked on in horror as Japan hurled a 5-pound wooden mallet at Washington, D.C. from a military base in Okinawa. Fortunately for the world, however, somewhere along its 6,000-mile journey across the Pacific Ocean, the hammer hit a seagull in midair and fell into the water, foiling the attack and soothing diplomatic tensions between the two countries.

2. When Ethiopian ants carried a sleeping FDR back to their anthill in 1937: Both houses of congress demanded the U.S. launch an airstrike against Ethiopia in retaliation for the overnight theft of a sleeping President Roosevelt by a rogue colony of African fire ants. Though foreign leaders pleaded with the U.S. military to stand down, the airstrike was only called off once FDR woke up miles from his bed with his legs stuck down a massive ant hill, and used his remaining limbs to called the White House to confirm his safety.

3. The nightmare that was Eisenhower sending a blowup doll to meet Fidel Castro in his place: In 1959, Castro’s visit to the U.S. got off to an inauspicious start when the Cuban envoy was greeted not by the head of state, but by a naked, blond blowup doll with a surprised-looking mouth. Offended, Castro retaliated by aiming several nuclear missiles at Southern Florida, but he ultimately called it off when the United States sent then-Vice President Richard Nixon in a sexy maid costume as an apology.

4. The Barack Obama-Palm Reader Crisis: The nation was shocked when in 2011, Barack Obama issued a televised statement that he had visited Lady Virtue, a palm reader who had foreseen him going to war. The psychic had informed the president that his palm’s war line was longer than any she had ever seen, and that he should issue an attack on whatever country he wanted to. However, in the end war was avoided, as another palm reader—Lady Omega—told the president that his palm’s war line was actually a normal size, and that he had a great chance of failure if he declared war on another country.

5. When Jimmy Carter used the red telephone for a radio sweepstakes: In August of 1980, President Jimmy Carter was determined to be the 11th caller in 106.5 KISS-FM’s Annual Summer Sweepstakes, but the only phone he had at his disposal was the Washington-Moscow hotline. Even after informing Kosygin that he had just heard Eric Clapton on the radio and was not interested in nuclear war, Carter was unable to win weekend passes to Disneyland for four.

kagetsukai  asked:

13. A kiss we had to wait for, please :D (not even gonna bother with pairings, you know what I want) :P

The campaign through the Hissing Wastes had detoured into something approaching five months after the discovery of the Venatori taking residence up in the mountains of the surrounding area. To her, it had been a beautiful place—moon hanging low in the sky every night, the blanket of sand as far as she could see giving her a sense of peace, far as they were from the chaos of the shem world. It was quiet, laced in the sands were history’s secrets, buried for her to find. She should have been content.

Eurydice wasn’t. She was restless. She wanted to go home.

Cullen’s last letter weighed heavily under her armor, folded up into a square by her heart, and she thought of it often. Too often, perhaps. Maybe not enough. What was the proper amount to think on such things when there was work to be done?

Softly, she touched her hand to her chest and remembered the last thing in the letter.

Eagerly await your return. I love you.


Her mind focused in on the ‘eagerly’ and spun about, the very word turning it all upside down on her. The correspondence between the Commander and Inquisitor had always been precise, to the point, even after they had started their little love affair. Cullen was careful to remain appropriate in his reports, unwilling as he was to have someone slice up one of his letters and find out what Eurydice’s weakness was. Privacy, he told her, was one of the few things he wanted to keep. If he did slip up, though, he crossed it out, found better words than the emotional ones that seemed to take over his mind; occasionally he would sign off with ‘Your Love’ before scribbling over it violently, using the thick black ink to try and get rid of his embarrassment.


He left ‘eagerly’ in. He let ‘I love you’ slip through. It made her head go wild.

The tips of Eurydice’s ear burned as she fought with Hulk up the hill; the massive hart hated walking over the stones of Skyhold’s bridge, the noise of his hooves against it sending him into a foul, rattled mood. At these times Eurydice would be gentle with him as she coaxed him over the stones, whispering words of encouragement into his ears—but not today, not when she knew just over that bridge someone was waiting for her.


“Please…please come…” She muttered under her breath to Hulk, tugging on his reins again, walking backwards in an attempt to lead him past the gates. Her feet touched the cool stone but Hulk bucked at it, refusing still to pass over that one line between dirt and bridge. “Hulk, please.”

The hart shook its head and whined at her, appearing ready to run off in the opposite direction and take her with him. Over her head, Hulk’s large black eyes focused in on something and he huffed disgruntled, but finally he let the reins go slack and followed her onto the stone, giving up for whatever reason. Relief waved over Eurydice as she turned, happy to finally be just one step closer to being home—but she didn’t need to go far.

There he was, just half way across the bridge, walking toward her with the hurried march of a soldier who knew where he must go. Cullen appeared to be trying to keep his smile from splitting across his face, looking about him in case there was anyone who could see him rushing toward her. Eurydice felt something twisting her stomach, an excitement that threatened to take her over, as she dropped Hulk’s reins and watched him approach her.

“Inquisitor. It’s…you’re back.” He greeted and he looked so young—a boy with bright red cheeks and vibrate eyes. “You look—you seem well. That’s good.”

Eurydice stared at him, feeling her mouth go dry, “You…came to welcome me…?” She asked, a little awe in her voice.

Cullen smiled, ducking his head and scratching the back of it, his eyes darting over her face and then anywhere else, like it was too much to look at her even after all this time. “Yes, well, I thought it would be…best. I…” He cleared his throat and said, “I missed you.”

A lump formed in her throat, making it hard to swallow or speak. The last thing shouldn’t have struck her as hard as it had—that as much she missed him, he was missing her, that whatever she had sent in her letter, he was hanging over the words too, waiting for her to come back to him. It hadn’t occurred to her that it was possible for someone to miss her—just as it didn’t occur to her that someone would be eagerly waiting for her to come back.

It was…nice. More than nice. Creators, she didn’t have a good enough word for how ‘nice’ it really was.

Feeling his hand slip into hers, his fingers solid and warm, Eurydice took a step closer, Hulk’s head nudging the small of her back helping her legs work, and curled her fingers in the fur of his mantle. “I missed you too…” She said as Cullen bent to meet her lips and kissed her soundly, finally at home in his touch.

OTP - Who did it first? - Luke Alvez

Originally posted by toyboxboy

Who said ‘I love you’ first?
Luke, he had come over for the day since you had the day off, you had planned on watching movies all day but when Luke’s phone rang and you heard the voice of your best friends Garcia coming though you sighed knowing he was going to go in. He hung up and turned to you.
‘I’m sorry.’ He said.
‘It’s fine, I know we can’t have all the time.’ You told him, he smiled sadly before kissing you gentle.
’I’ll get Roxy and look after her.’ You said, and he nodded as he put his shoes on, when he opened the door you said bye and sat down, you didn’t expect to hear the next words out of Luke’s mouth.
‘Bye, I love you.’

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background?
Both, it would have been from your first vacation together, you had taken the selfie when you had just climbed up a massive hill, Luke calling it an easy climb but once you were up there your breath was taken away from the view, the sun was just setting, and everything was illuminated by the orange glow.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror?
Luke, when he comes out the shower, he’d leave a note to you, it varies everyday but the one thing that never changed was the smile that took over his face, when he exited the bathroom and saw you and Roxy lying cuddled up together.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts?
You, if you’re out and about you’ll but small gifts for him, just stupid things really, but he takes them with a big smile and a kiss on your cheek. You had always wondered why they go to after he takes them from you, so you asked Garcia if she knew anything about it as they were nowhere in the house. When she sent you a pic you couldn’t help as your heart almost exploded at Luke’s desk covered in the gifts.

Who initiated the first kiss?
You, it was maybe your fourth date and you were confused by Luke’s behaviour. He had been so nice, but there hadn’t been a kiss yet, you weren’t complaining but most of your dates had kissed you already.
‘Do you not like me?’ You asked suddenly as you were walking beside him, he glanced at you confusingly.
‘Most usually kiss me on the first of not the second date, and you’ve made it to the fourth.’ You said as you continued walking, he then stopped and pulled you back to him.
‘Maybe I want to treat a pretty lady like a queen.’ He said, and you couldn’t help but blush.
‘If I were a queen we’d already be married.’ You said, and he smiled widely at you and nodded.
‘I think the queen would like to take the next step.’ You said as you reached up and placed your hands gently on his cheeks, pulling him down as you reached on your tippy toes. Placing your lips gentle against his, as you deepened the kiss, it wasn’t long until you had to pull away for air.
‘What happened to me being a queen?’ You asked, and he smiled again before capturing your lips.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning?
Luke, he’d wake up earlier than you normally so when he rolls over and places a kiss onto your cheek, you smiled but hug the pillow closer. Luke will smile, and he will move some of the stray hair out your face, he’ll then places another kiss to your cheek and will keep repeating it until your awake.

Who starts tickle fights?
Luke, he will be lying on his back on the couch and you’ll be lying on top of him, his hand interlocked on your back. You would both be watching the TV show, his fingers would slowly start moving up and down your back, until you were both in a fit of laughter.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower?
You, Luke will come back and just go straight into the shower, when he came in. you knew straight away that the case had been tough or gone bad, so when you stood up and followed, Roxy was close by, but you told her to sit down. You chapped on the door and when he said you could come in you took of your clothes and joined him, just standing there stroking his hair and then washing his hair when he either tells you about the case or his hand rest on your hips, quietly.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch?
You, if you have enough time to spare you will either make him a sandwich or you’ll pop into his favourite restaurant and grab something, but then you feel bad and get a selection of sandwiches for everyone there, since you can’t just take one on.

Who was nervous and shy on the first date?
Luke, Garcia set the two of you up, so he didn’t know what to think since Garcia has been holding a grudge with him. It was either going to be good or really bad, but when he saw you entering the shop he knew it was going to be good.

Who kills/takes out the spiders?
Luke, you would shout him and he’d know what was happening.


Denver International Airport secrets:

Apocalyptic murals, a secret underground facility, masonic symbolism, and more - for several reasons, the Denver International Airport has been the target of speculation. 

For one thing, there was a perfectly good airport closer to the city of Denver, which DIA needlessly replaced on 34,000 acres inconveniently placed way outside the city of Denver. The initial cost of DIA was to be 1.7 billion, but it ran 3.1 billion over budget costing a total of 4.8 billion to construct (and its anyone’s guess what the extra money went into). 

Lead observers and enginers as well as workers reported that different contractors were hired to build sections of the airport (including a massive underground facility) then fired after completing only pieces, so that no one company could get a big picture of the entirety of this project. No one company even completed an entire tunnel before getting laid off. Stew Webb, a federal whistle blower worked on the project, drew a diagram of some of the tunnels and buildings (parts he knew of) 75-100 feet beneath the surface, with tunnels 12 feet tall and 16 feet wide, large enough for buses to drive through, and leading to five buildings. The five massive buildings were further connected by intersecting tunnels. 

The workers were lied to, told that the underground system would be for water and sewage, yet they could see that they were not the right type of facility for water and sewer, not constructed to hold water, and having no water stops, teflon coating, or rebar. Nearby, Webb observed massive amounts of dirt hills being piled up (110 million cubic yards of earth), even though this is located in the planes where everything is flat, so they were obviously constructing more buildings and tunnels for the underground facility. Jesse Ventura did an episode of his conspiracy theory show on DIA, and while they were filming, they saw concrete tunnels waiting to be placed underground, and more massive piles of dirt being displaced.

5300 miles of fiber optics were installed for communications (USA coast to coast is 3000 miles in comparison). And the fueling system can pump 1000 gallons of jet fuel per minute. This amount is totally absurd for a commercial airport. Granite was imported from all over the world even though the project was already grossly over budget.

The words “new world” also appear in the freemason capstone, though the company that its supposedly talking about doesn’t even exist. Theres also a freemason time capsule that no ones allowed to open for decades. 

The murals in the airport which anyone can photograph, depict an apocalypse scenario, and then the remaining survivors uniting under the new world order. One of the pieces of art mentions peace and harmony with nature, much like the Georgia Guidestones which call for depopulation of earth.

The city in the background of the scorched earth apocalypse painting has been retouched and painted over many times during the years, as if it represents something important for the creators. It seems surrounded by an ill colored haze, as if it was attacked by a bio-chemical weapon. 

One of the children in the murals holds a Mayan tablet. At the bottom of this peaceful painting, we see three open-caskets containing dead girls from different cultures. Why are they laying there with the other animals?

The girl on the right holds a Bible and a yellow “Juden” star used by the Nazi to identify jews. It seems to symbolize the death of Judeo-Christian beliefs. The group at the origin of the imagery of this airport are definitively NOT Christian or Jewish. Secret societies have their own belief system. Caskets however are an important part of masonic symbolism. Tombs are also a big part of the Skull and Bones’ rituals. 

One of the murals obviously represents countries of the world giving up their military might and their national identity for “the common good”. Another reference to a New World order, with one government and one army.

The creepy horse statue outside also reeks of apocalypse symbolism: “And I looked, and behold a pale horse; and his name that sat on him was death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth”. -Revelation 6:7-8

if I see one more pretentious white boy out here trying to denounce Islam/Muslim-dominant countries as “oppressive” or “homophobic” or “misogynistic” or “violent” while at the same time spouting off at the mouth about gun rights and whining that a video game character he wanted to fuck is a lesbian I might just quit society forever

my concepts for my modern olympian sets explained (part 3)


This is just my explanations for all my Modern Olympian Greek God aesthetics series. The concepts I had in mind while making it, and the story behind each one. If you haven’t seen it, the link is HERE.


Some would call this highly unlikely that Ares would meet a girl like Aphrodite, but fate drew them together. Aphrodite and Ares seemed to be made to compliment each other; him the epitome of manliness, and her the epitome of femininity. Unfortunately since their lives and careers don’t coincide very well, their relationship stems from one being that of merely with benefits whenever Ares is back home. That, and Aphrodite is married…. not happily, but she is a married woman. Aphrodite is a starlet; she’s an actress and model who lives in a massive Beverly Hills mansion with a gorgeous beach view, and a trail that leads to it. In every sense of the word, she is a true California Girl. She’s gifted with natural beauty, which is what made her famous initially as she was recognized by a modelling agency. From modelling, she moved to movies, and her fame grew tenfold since. Aphrodite is an orphan; she has no idea who her parents are, and it was said that she was found abandoned in a picnic basket on the beach. Aphrodite is married to Hephaestus, who, like Ares, seems like an ill fit to her. However now her marriage is loveless on her side, it did not begin rocky. In fact, Hephaestus has known her long before she became super famous. Unfortunately, Aphrodite’s infidelity is widely known by every tabloid magazine and tv show, and since her husband isn’t in the spotlight, many forget that she is even married.


Hephaestus does not have a glamorous career like his wife’s. He works in construction, masonry, blacksmithing, and jewelry making. The latter is how he met Aphrodite in the first place, when she bought from him a pearl necklace with a matching pearl ring that he had crafted. This, of course, was just when Aphrodite was starting in her modelling career, and she fell in love with Hephaestus’ talent. They began dating, and he would make her such beautiful jewelry, many of which she wore to shoots and red carpets. However, their love did not last long… at least, Aphrodite’s love did not last long. She found a lover with many others, though there were a few by name that Hephaestus is all too aware of, one of which was his own brother, the Marine, Ares. He called them both out on it many times, but it never stopped. His heart shattering in millions of pieces every time Aphrodite looks at him with no more love. Though he cannot bring himself to divorce her, and she, while she won’t admit it, still has lingering feelings for him too. They go to marriage counselling, and there are times where it is working, but then there are those lapses of infidelity. Hephaestus buries himself in his work and craft to try to forget it, but it still pains him more than any physical pain his work can give him.


Persephone lived a simple, and sheltered life with her mother at the farm. She wasn’t by any means unhappy; she was content, and if not a little bored. When she was a child, the farm was her world, her mother was her world, but the older she got the more she longed to see what was beyond her mother’s greenhouses or the field of barley. When she turned eighteen, she left the farm for a night, wanting to know what it felt to be a city girl, or at least a proper girl her age. She found herself in a nightclub, and was both overwhelmed and amazed by the amount of bodies moving against each other. Through the thick crowd, he found her, and she could feel his eyes on her. At his command, Hades had one of his men bring her to him as if she were just any other woman that piqued his interest. The action wasn’t meant to be innocent, though Persephone did not know the dangers of men like him. Naive, but yearning for both freedom and adventure, she accepted his invitation to his flat. That night had changed everyone’s life. To make a long story short, Persephone was reluctant to return home, especially after she gave herself to Hades in the biblical sense. Hades, though, fell in love with the girl, who was unlike others he had met before, and he felt that he needed to protect the girl’s virtue, so he married her. When Demeter found out, all hell broke loose. A huge fight between mother, daughter, and Hades ensued, forcing Zeus to intervene. Zeus talked down Demeter, stressing that Persephone was a grown woman, and could make her own decisions. Persephone and Demeter made up, and the former visits the latter for half the year. Being the wife of a mob boss is stressful enough, and she often finds herself in situations she has never imagined herself in. So for the warmer months, she lives with her mom to get away from that stressful life, helping her with the farm and gardening. But once the barley is harvested, and the colder months return, Persephone returns to her husband. Her heart fills with joy and love upon seeing them, but the longer she remains in that life, the more of her lively spark dies. For the duration of those months she turns from a vibrant white daisy to a deadly weed with thorny roots who has pistols hiding under her pink skirt. 


Hebe is one of Zeus’ youngest children. She is still in high school, and happens to be one of the more popular kids. Hebe has Peter Pan syndrome, as responsibility and adulthood scare her, so her grades suffer for this reason. However, being who her father is, Hebe already has a future set out for her. As work experience, she is a barista at Starbucks during the summers, but the rest of the year during weekends, she is a coffee courier for the people who work at her father’s building. This is an attempt for her to get used to working in a firm, though Hebe has no intention of sticking around. She much prefers having little responsibility as possible, and her hobbies of distraction are skateboarding and doodling in the margins of her notebooks. Hebe can be a bit of a troublemaker in class; her negligence of her assignments and homework has earned her many detentions, and made to sit out in the hallway to complete her work. Thought that never happens. When she returns to her teacher at the end of class, the only spaces that are filled on her paper are the margins; filled with cartoon characters and obscenities. 


Eros is a young boy with an interesting job. Or jobs, rather. When he turned eighteen, he was sucked into the world of male stripping, and found that he actually loved it. Men, women, all sorts came to the strip club he worked at. However, a majority of his work was serving drinks, which eventually led to a bartending job where he would interact with most of the patrons. Not surprisingly, most of the people who came to the strip club were having troubles with love, and their partners in their life. Eros, having living in this scandalous life for a few years, would give them pointers on how to keep the passion alive, which always helped. When Eros got older, he moved to more classier venues, and began to bartend at a classy Burlesque club. He not only bartended but he help train new girls in dancing and ways of seduction on stage, which he became a master of. It was expected that since he led this unconventional life, that romantic love to him would merely be in fairytales, since what he was brought up to see was lust and infatuation that didn’t last more than a few nights in bed. He believed this until a patron entered the Burlesque club one evening, who happened to be a government official. His daughter (who he had seen by chance when he spotted said patron walking out of a building), was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her name was Psyche, and there was no way that she could ever be his. Her father wouldn’t allow it, and the jealous dancer Venus, certainly wouldn’t allow it. Unfortunately, Eros was shot with cupid’s arrow, and he can’t get Psyche off his mind. 


Pan is a man with simple tastes, and very little clothes. He’s a naturist, which means that he lives most of his life in complete nudity. He’s a hedonist, which means that he lives his life in pursuit of pleasure. He’s also a polyamorist, and has many, many lovers. Pan has no job, but instead lives self-sufficiently in a self-made tree house in the middle of the forest. He grows his own food, and even makes his own wine and moonshine. In his nest in the forest, he has a gaggle of lovers, who he calls his “wives”, though no legal documents are to be found. He loves sex, and is a renowned lover, one of the best, that even people come out to seek him specifically for a romp in the sack. Because of this, he possibly has many, many children, some of which live with him and his “wives”, though many he knows lives elsewhere, more than he probably knows exists, actually. Besides shagging, Pan’s hobbies include singing and making instruments. He’s particularly good at acoustic guitar and pan pipes, and he’s often the musician at his own nudist parties and gatherings near his neck of the woods. Pan has many memorable lovers that he often reminisces about, which don’t narrow only to women. He’s nondiscriminatory with his love. Handle. His penis. He doesn’t care where he sticks it, as long as it’s in. One of his past lovers was a boy named Daphnis, who he relied a lot of wisdom and musical talent onto. As well as more naughty things. Though his most memorable triumph of seduction was a city girl named Selene, who he watched bath under moonlight at a nearby grave from afar. While he is very charming and tricky, sometimes his pursuits of getting laid are denied, but he keeps on trying relentlessly. He’s not the most trustworthy man either, so I would avoid having dinner with him, unless you don’t mind eating shrooms and frolicking naked in the forest with a pervy hairy man following after you with an erect penis. 

NEXT UP: Hecate, Thanatos, Eris, and Harmonia. 

Caity update ~
After hitting a new low, a wake up call was right around the corner.
Being home for the summer, my family has been encouraging and supporting me & my need to get healthy.
After being restricted from any decent mileage by my coach, I knew I needed to make changes.
As scary as it is, I have been consuming carbs way more than before.
Pizza, toast, pasta, french fries, baguettes..
Just in three days my running has taken a turn.
Currently I’m only allowed to run 40 minutes max.
Yesterday’s run I did 6 miles in 41:41 @ 6:56 pace.
This may not seem like anything crazy, and it’s not based upon my own past running either.
This is the fastest run since being injured. This was a normal training run. It felt easy and smooth.
I climbed massive hills I fought the wind.
I was in awe of how when you learn to treat your body right, it responds.
Using this as a motivator and reminder.
Big things are coming.

They Don’t Know About Us - A Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 2)

Part 1

“New Couple Alert?? For the past few months, it’s been speculated that Y/N and Harry Styles are the new hot couple at the moment, however, the two constantly would claim to be just friends. Last night the two were seen out for a late dinner together, holding hands, and sharing some intimate close ups throughout the night. Perhaps all those months of being just friends, the two have decided to give being more than friends a try.” 

You wake up when you feel the sun coming through the window. You turn around to face Harry, who was still sleeping. You lean over giving him a little kiss on the nose, causing him to scrunch his nose. You giggle quietly, waiting a little bit before kissing his nose again. He groans and brings his hand up to scratch it. You put your hand over your mouth as you let out another giggle. 

You wait a bit longer before leaning over to give him another kiss, when he scares you by opening his eyes and hovering over you. 

“Ah! What are you doing?” You giggle. 

“Me? What are you doing?” He laughs. “I’m just trying to sleep and you’re trying to feel me up!” He says innocently. 

“I was not trying to feel you up.” You laughs. “I was simply kissing your nose.” You point out. 

“You started there, If I wouldn’t have woke up, you would have moved down to my ass.” He smirks. 

“Oh my god, you wish!” You laugh. 

He smirks. “Actually…” He says running his hands down your sides. “I wouldn’t mind having a little love making time before breakfast.” He smirks. 

You giggle wrapping your arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him. He smiles into your lips as he wraps his arms around you. He runs his hands up your shirt before pulling it over your head. He smirks kissing down your neck and onto your chest. 

After paying special attention to your chest, he kisses down your stomach and onto your legs. He smirks against your skin as he leaves trails of kisses. It doesn’t take long before a gasp leaves your lips and your hands find their way to his hair. 

You can feel him smirking as he tries to hold down your hips and sounds come from your lips. However, as you started getting closer, his phone starts ringing. 

“Just ignore it.” He mumbles. “Not important.”

You try to ignore it the best you can, but it just keeps ringing. 

“Just answer it.” You gasp out. 

“Fucking..” He mumbles getting off the bed and reaching for his phone. “It’s Niall…” He groans. “I’ll call him later.” He says silencing his phone. 

He gets back on the bed, wrapping his arms around you. “Sorry, love.” He says holding you close. “Remind me to kill Niall later.” He smirks. 

“Aww, don’t do that.” You giggle. 

“He killed the mood, so I’m gonna kill him.” He smirks. 

“He didn’t kill the mood..” You smirk pushing him back against the bed. “Trust me…” You whisper leaning down to kiss him as you straddle him. 


A little bit later, you two emerge from the bedroom after you shower and work on cooking up a bit of brunch. You were working on some french toast, while Harry was looking on his phone. 

“So, our little date last night, is everywhere.” He says showing you the pictures with an article. 

“Well, I mean we both knew that this would happen.” You say. “How do you feel about it?” 

“I don’t know.” He sighs. “I had an amazing time last night and it was nice to be able to hold your hand and hold you close, without thinking about it.” He says. 

“Why do I feel like there’s a but coming?” You ask. 

“Because there is.” He sighs. “I had a great time and love that we can be ourselves wherever we are, but I still don’t want everything to be out in the open and I’m just afraid that this is going to become that.” 

“It won’t, I promise.” you smile wrapping your arms around him. “We’re not going to start doing tell alls about our sex life or our relationship.” You giggle. 

“True..” He nods looking down at you. “I just a little nervous about it.” 

“So am I.” You say. “But as long as we’re together, we’re good.” 

“We’re better than good. We’re amazing.” He smiles. 

You smile leaning up to kiss him quickly. “Why don’t you go set the table outside and I’ll bring the food.” 

He nods dropping his arms from you and carrying everything out on the back porch. You put all the food on a few plates before carrying them out to where Harry’s sitting. 

“So, what should we do today?” He asks. “We both have an off day.” 

“Hm. I was thinking maybe we could just go on a bit of a hike and maybe have a picnic for lunch, later.” You say. 

“That sounds like a great idea.” He smiles. “Very romantic.” 

“We haven’t really had a big romantic activity in a while.” You smile. “It will be nice.” 

He nods leaning over to kiss you before you two finish your brunch. 


You two get changed into some more suitable clothing for going on a hike, pack up a nice little lunch for later, and then head out. There were some trails near the house, so you two just walked from from there to the trails. 

“It’s such a beautiful day.” You smile. 

“It is.” He says. “I love it here.” 

“So, my magazine cover reveal party type thing, is next week.” You say. “Are you going to be able to make it?” 

“Of course. I wouldn’t miss it.” He smiles. “I would never miss something important to you, unless I absolutely couldn’t come.” 

“I know, but I also know that you’ve been working in the studio and then you have promo for your film coming out soon.” you say. 

“That doesn’t mean I’m just going to put you on the back burner, Y/N.” He says.  “Are you worried about that?” 

“Yes, and no.” You sigh. “It’s just while you were working on the film, it was easy for us to see one another because you pretty much stayed in one area for a few weeks and you would have days that you weren’t filming. And now you’re working in the studio, which means we’re in the same city, but what happens once I’m  on tour and I’m going to be traveling constantly, and you won’t be able to come.” 

“Y/N, you’re not going on tour until another month and half. We’ll figure something out by then.” He says. 

You sigh nodding. Harry sighs stopping and making you look at him. “I know that for most of our relationship, we’ve been together and only a part for maybe a week or so at a time. It’s going to be hard being away from you, but I love you and I’m not going to let something like a long-distance relationship effect what we have. I trust you and I know you trust me.” He says. 

“Of course I do.” you nod. 

“Then we have nothing to worry about.” He smiles. 

“I love you.” You smile. 

“And I love you.” He smiles wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “Now, let’s make it up this massive hill.” He laughs. 

You giggle wrapping your arm around him as you two walk up the hill. 

About an hour and a half later, you two make it up the hill and are blown away by the view. 

“This is amazing.” You smile. “This is the first time I’ve been up here.” 

“Really? I think I’ve made it this far one other time.” He says. 

“Let’s take a picture of us.” You smirk. 

He laughs getting his camera out. He takes a few pictures of the view and surrounding areas before turning the camera on the two of you. He smirks giving you a kiss on the cheek causing you to laugh when he takes the picture. 

Once you’re little mini photoshoot was finished, Harry lays out a blanket he packed and brings out the food. You smile sitting close to him as you snack on some strawberries. 

“I love having days like this.” You whisper. 

“Like what, baby?” He asks. .

“Us spending time like this. Where we don’t really have to do much of anything. I mean some couples have to always go on fancy dates or something like that, but we can just be with each other and it’s enough.” You smile. 

“I’ve never had that with anyone before.” He says. “It always felt sort of awkward.” 

“Do you think it will always be like this for us?” You whisper. 

“I do.” He smiles. “There’s just something about us that goes well together. I felt it that very first night we met. At first, I thought it was just a sexual attraction, but the more that we spent time together and I got to know you, I knew it was much more than that.” 

“Would you say it was love at first sight?” You giggle. 

“Technically no, but I would say that there wasn’t definitely something more than like that I felt that night.” He smiles.  

“You know, I was thinking about maybe, if you wanted it and it could work out with your schedule if we could go on a little getaway together. Even if it’s just for a few days, I just want to spend some time together with you before both of our work picks up again.” you say. 

“That would be perfect.” He smiles. “And I can make it work. I have to admit that I’ve been thinking of wanting to take you away and have you all to myself.” He laughs. 

“Where would we go?” You giggle.

“Somewhere tropical.” He smirks. “So, I can see you in a hot ass bikini everyday or we could go skinny dipping in the ocean together.” 

You roll your eyes. “And definitely somewhere we can have our privacy.” 

“What about Turks and Caicos?” He asks. “I’ve heard it’s beautiful there and we can make sure we have all the privacy we need.” 

“Hmm. Sounds great. We can leave?” You giggle. 

He laughs. “Soon. I can’t wait.” He smiles. “This will be our first little getaway together since we’ve been a couple.” 

“It’s going to be so nice to be able to get away from everything for a bit.” You say. 

He smiles. “Yeah, it is.” 

You smile back at him, giving him a good little kiss as you two start eating your lunch. The day was going great, however, you didn’t realize that some people that were nearby where taking pictures with their phones of you and Harry together. You also didn’t realize they would be plastered everyone on the internet before you could get even finish your lunch. 

Part 3

anonymous asked:

I promised my girlfriend that I wouldn't ever try to kill myself again, I promised her that we would have our future together and that I'll always love her, but I've already planned my suicide I feel like I can't face her without draining myself even more. I feel like she deserves a better girlfriend than me and I feel so selfish for all of this. It's disgusting

Please listen. You are not selfish. You are doing the best you can and you probably have been for a long time. Let the right people help you. I don’t know you and all of the hardships you’ve had to bear, I know you’ve thought so much about this and you’re just completely exhausted, but I beg you to just pause everything and think just a little longer about it. Just a little. A week, even. In the shittiness of it all, there must be something that makes you feel like breathing. The feeling of running straight down a massive hill. That one book you read as a kid that always stuck with you. Apple picking. Your girlfriend. Please hold onto that. There’s more than that, I promise you. I can’t promise you much, but I can say that I’ve found myself unable to move forward time after time, I didn’t care about anything, everything was too noisy, too hard, too much and I just wanted to shut it off. But I didn’t, and I’m not saying everything magically got better (or even consistent) but I waited long enough to experience more things, and by grace I found that things do change. Environments change, people grow, you grow. Leave room for this to happen. I’m sorry I can’t be of any help. But my heart truly goes out to you. Here is a list of suicide hotlines worldwide just in case.