massive hill

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

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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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Part I - Niall

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When I was six years old I broke my leg. I was running from my brother and his friends. And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down.

“Baby, you poor thing this hill is massive,” you said eyeing it from the bottom. It was endlessly green. But oddly it smelled like home and this wasn’t even your home. It was calming and wonderful and terrifying. But this wasn’t about you right now. This was about Niall and being there for him and helping him. This was to get him out of the house shortly after the two of you arrived. It was too much and he couldn’t breathe.

“I thought I was gonna die,” he chuckled. “It hurt so much, I just wanted my mum,” he said. “My brother didn’t like me hanging out with his friends and he sure taught me a lesson about trying to after he said no,” he murmured staring up at the sky. “It’s so weird being here,” he said. “I was away way too long,” he mumbled.

You took hold of his hand and tightened your fingers through his. “It’s alright,” you promised. Then taking a deep breath. “Or at the very least, it’ll get better and I’ll take care of you every step of the way,” you whispered softly.

For a few moments Niall stared at this deadly hill and remembered all the times he had sled down it or how he allowed himself to be dared by his friends to roll down it on his own. Then he thought about how you would never let him do that ever again. Maybe that should have made him feel possessed or something but it only sent his stomach aflutter because you loved him so much. He doesn’t know how to live without you anymore and he’s amazed that he managed to find you before tripping over his own feet and falling down some other hill.

Throughout this reflection you were totally quiet just a reassuring hand in his. Niall loved you too much for words. It was pure adoration of your entire being. A girl that his six year old self, ten year old self, fifteen year old self, and even twenty year old self would never picture himself with—not that that was a bad thing because you were better. You were someone his mother loved and got along with his father. You were more than anything Niall ever deserved and he worshipped the ground you walked on. Especially when it was the ground beside him. But for now he would just tell you just what he could at this time.

“You’re the best princess,” he said pulling you to his side and kissing the top of your head. Gently swinging your hands between the two of you he continued his tour of the old town trying to remember how he convinced himself to stay away for so long after school.

Sure gigs were good and life was sweet, but this was bad and home was so good. Or at least it always had been. Maybe he missed a memo or maybe this was it—this was the time to grow up call.

But instead of thinking about all that he thought about your hand searing his own skin in the most blissful kind of way. It was the only thing that kept him on his feet and the only thing that prevented him for screaming and crying for his mom.

And he hadn’t even fallen down the hill.


This is the massive sand hill I climbed back when I was at Stradbroke island, AU. I remember being up there away from everything.
Experiencing true freedom.

funny story

so when i was in third grade or so, my best friend got a new bike. i went to her house and naturally tried it out, forgetting how steep her driveway was. so i started going down this massive hill on her brand new bike and realize it doesn’t have handle breaks. which are the only bike brakes i had ever been used to. so basically i went so fast down her hill that i did a front flip over the handle bars into her bush. there’s still an indent in it today

Friday 2nd October 2015 - 12:57 // So today I didn’t go to College, one because my Sociology lesson was cancelled and two because the only lesson I have was Photography which is up this massive murderous hill and I wasn’t about that life. DO NOT SKIP CLASS. ok so I had the Orthodontist this morning and she said I should get my braces off before my birthday (March) which I’m so excited for!

Seen as I’m not at College I’m writing down some English terminology from my notes and then I’m going to plan out my photography and do some research!

“Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will.” - Karim Seddiki

Less than 2% of all terror attacks are carried out in the name of Islam. You’ve got more chance of being killed by a bee sting, a peanut, or the NHS. And I’m sure most Australians are lovely, but until we recognise the festering puss-sore that is Rupert Murdoch, maybe we need to be held accountable as well? Cause having said all that, I don’t know - maybe I’m wrong! Maybe we SHOULD be congratulating Rupert Murdoch. Cause in a sorely divided world what we need now is unity. And whether you’re a Muslim, Christian, Hindu, Buddhist or Jew, I think we can all agree that Rupert Murdoch is a massive fuck knuckle.
—  Adam Hills, The Last Leg (on Rupert Murdoch’s oh so classy tweet earlier this week)
Explorators and Marines (Starter with Noviastarr)

The void of space tore itself apart as warp portals tore open, spitting out several Strike Cruisers, destroyers, and three Battle Barges. Their massive hills lined to the brim with weapons, capable of leveling an entire Hive City. Yet before them, was a raging battle between a Mechanicus Explorator Fleet, engaging what looked to be Ork Freelooters. Alexander kept his posture, despite his anger toward the Orks, as he reached for the Vox, letting his soft voice call out. “Attention Explorator fleet, this is Captain Alexander of the Thunder Eagles, responding to your distress signal, please transmit your status.” Alexander stated, as he waited for a response.