Nicole Dollanganger - Phantom Pains Lyrics Starter Pack
  1. “You’re the phantom pains.”
  2. “The ache that wont go away..”
  3. “Never had you, so how did i lose you?”
  4. “I already felt you before i even knew you.”
  5. “I know it’s just the remnants..”
  6. “I’m only feeling hand prints of your past aggressions..”
  7. “I’m just playing with your shadow.”
  8. “You’re the phantom limbs.”
  9. “A ghost hanging off of my skin.”
  10. “I could reach out and touch you, i swear..”
  11. “But you’re not really there..”
  12. “You’re the legs that hurt when they aren’t there at all.”
  13. “You’re the broken bones and the bleeding nose.”
  14. “Just the marks of a ghost..”
  15. “I know you’re just my phantom pains..”
  16. “You’re the ache that wont go away.. And will never be close enough to know..”
  17. “What a waste.”
Juan Gris’s “Breakfast”

Juan Gris was born #onthisday in 1887. Gris favored the papier collé technique invented by Georges Braque and Pablo Picasso. In Breakfast, the artist combines abstract collage with tromp l’oeil drawing, calling the perception of reality into question. Learn more.

[Juan Gris. Breakfast. 1914. Gouache, oil, and crayon on cut-and-pasted printed paper on canvas with oil and crayon. Acquired through the Lillie P. Bliss Bequest © 2017 Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/ADAGP, Paris.]

The Adrien Diaries...

4 Mar 2017

I did it. 

I made it through the rest of the week without anything happening! And on top of that, I found out that Marinette likes anime!

And it get’s better! She actually invited me over to watch some today, and we discovered we both have a passion for Sailor Moon!

Like, that’s even WHY she wears pigtails!
So adorable!

I didn’t know, but they started rebooting the series, so we watched some of the new first season, and Mari showed me all of her official merch!! She has action figures and an original art book, even a functioning locket with lights and sounds!

She said the only thing she really wishes she had was one of the Sailor Moon wands, but they were always too expensive…

…so when I got home I Googled Sailor Moon Wands and found this really pretty glass one that looks just like Chibi-Usa’s Cutie Moon Rod!!! Right on Amazon! 

I went ahead and ordered it, and it should be in within the next two days!!!  (I’m pasting a print-out of the page here for comparison when it arrives).

I am so excited about this! I can’t wait to see her expression when she opens it!

…maybe I should order one for myself too? I thought I saw one that kinda looked like Tukedo-Kamen’s rose…

-Adrien Finally-Got-It-Right Agreste

So OT has made it abundantly clear what’s going on.  

With Wootton getting 3 different interviews, babygate 2.0 getting pushed ad nauseam, Harry suddenly having a beard in time for promo that The Sun is obsessed with while other outlets aren’t nearly as interested, Niall getting used to verify most all the major stunts, and Zayn getting absolutely 0 promo for his latest single, all 5 of them are clearly still stuck with OT in some capacity.

Liam suddenly giving interviews where he shades Zayn is so entirely nonsensical after the things both Zayn and Liam have said in real time and in the official print interviews for the past 2+ years.  The fact that Liam is now set for a Larry denial just like solo Zayn gave, even though neither of them have any reason to give such a denial as solo artists that supposedly aren’t under the same label with each other or Harry or Louis, is even more of a dead giveaway.

Louis and Liam didn’t both show up with shade and sharpies yesterday by accident.  Liam made it clear that he’s still (always) on Zayn’s side no matter what 1DHQ has over him that’s making him play along.  Louis made it clear that 1D is as strong as ever.  They knew what was coming and those two pictures were their declarations of love to Zayn and the band.

While I’m irritated that OT is still involved somehow, far past the point when anyone (even the boys) thought they would be, it’s kind of nice to have a road map.  I don’t have to worry about what’s coming because I know exactly what the source is before it even comes.  Our boys are the same people they’ve always been and their bond isn’t going to change.

Paper Fox Army

This tutorial will show you how to make an origami paper fox. Paper folding is something I’ve always liked to do, and I thought I’d post a tutorial on how to make one of my favorite creatures. You, too, will soon be making your own paper fox army once you practice making them (p.s. they will take practice!). 

You need two sheets of square paper to complete one fox. Take note of the picture in the next step to find out what the paper should look like after folding that particular step. Most of these folds are what you would consider a “valley fold” though a few are a combination of mountain and valley, hopefully following the instructions and seeing the pictures will help give you an idea of what direction to fold.

 …and now… on with the tutorial!

For a little history, this tutorial was made in 2008 and was actually constructed so it could be photocopied. The text was typed, printed, cut and pasted next to the illustrations. 

This week’s #tbt looks back at a major exhibition of works by celebrated African American artist Romare Bearden, which opened at MoMA in 1971. It grew, in part, out of demands made by the Art Workers Coalition (AWC), an activist organization that advocated for New York City museums to improve their ethical relationship to artists and to the public. They argued that museums should improve public access by waiving admission fees and implement more inclusive exhibition policies to encourage shows by women and minorities. In 1969, the AWC submitted a list of demands to MoMA, including that a “section of the Museum, under the direction of black artists, should be devoted to showing the accomplishments of black artists.” MoMA’s Board of Trustees recommended that the institution embrace a more inclusive approach to collecting, exhibiting, and public programming, and the Bearden exhibition was one of the first outcomes of this recommendation. See images of the installation, read the out-of-print exhibition catalogue, and more. 22 of #52exhibitions

[Romare Bearden. The Dove. 1964. Cut-and-pasted printed paper, gouache, pencil, and colored pencil on board. Blanchette Hooker Rockefeller Fund. Photo: Thomas Griesel]

chapter 1

Mayday || Jinyoung

Originally posted by jackseunie

Reader (you) x Jinyoung

Warnings: violence, suggestive of being forced into sex (read at your own risk)

Word Count: 2309

note: hey, everyone! new series of bad boy jinyoung! this series will be updated every friday at 7pm mountain time. I wrote this chapter three times because i thought it wasn’t good enough… I’m soooo sorry for the really bad and horrible beginning but I tried my best. happy reading everyone! also happy chinese new year! -admin

A flash of bright light blinded my eyes but I still kept a straight face. The music booming in the background with a few people surrounded behind the camera that sat in front of us. My best friend, Jenny, sat next to me while the rest of the girls scattered around us. Another flash of light and a click meant another picture that probably wouldn’t even make it in the magazine. Tons of photos were taken but only a few were selected. And most of us wanted to get out of the studio, after a long day of modelling.

“One more, ladies.” The photographer yelled as another flash went by.

“Good,” The photographer smiled, “You’re free to go, girls. Have a wonderful day!”

“Thank you!” We all simultaneously said as we walked away from the white backdrop. I grabbed Jenny’s hand as we went over to the board where our solo photos were printed and pasted.

“These pictures aren’t as bad as I thought.” Jenny noted, analyzing her photos.

“Maybe because it’s a load of photoshop.” I scoffed, slightly cringing at my photos.

“Oh come on, (Y/N).” Jenny said, nudging my shoulder. “It’s for a good cause.”

I stared at my photos and and gritted my teeth. No matter how cringe-worthy my photos were, it was to campaign to raise awareness to cancer through a famous magazine. Around twenty models of different races and sizes gathered in the studio today to contribute to this campaign. This was what I liked about my agency. They accepted anyone who applied and provided a good pay. In all honesty, these kind of things was something that gave me happiness. It’s for a good cause for sure.

“I guess you’re right.” I sighed as I smiled at Jenny before walking off with her into our change rooms.

“Hey, (Y/N) and Jenny!” A voice called for behind. We both turned around to face a model that worked with us today. “I’m having a party at my house and I was wondering if you two wanted to join?”

“Uh,” I opened my mouth to speak, turning my head to make eye contact with Jenny.

“Sure, why not.” Jenny answered for me. “I just need your address.”

I widen my eyes and looked at Jenny, hoping that she would reject the offer last minute. I definitely didn’t want party especially after a long day of work in the studio. And I planned to go home and watch a little bit of Netflix before I went to sleep. But of course, Jenny took that address and confirmed that we’ll be at the party.

“Are to serious?” I huffed out, eyeing Jenny down.

“What?” She smirked as she grabbed my arm. “There might be cute boys there.”

“You’re the one going, not me.” I noted, pointing a finger at her.

“Fine,” She huffed out, “But you’re dropping me off at the house.”

“Deal.” I smiled at Jenny as we entered the change room. I grabbed my black off-shoulder romper from the rack as I changed out of the company clothes and waited for Jenny to finish changing. We thanked everyone again for their hard work and started to make our way into the parking lot. Spotting a small white car, Jenny and I both entered the car as I drove off to the destination.

“Have you ever met someone who’s strikingly handsome but also a gentleman was well?” Jenny suddenly asked out of nowhere.

“No, why are you asking me this?” I replied, keeping my eyes on the road.

“Because I think I met someone like that.” Jenny sighed. I turned my head to get a quick glance at Jenny and scanned her face. Knowing Jenny’s past relationship, I’ve noticed that no one has treated her right. And as a best friend, I always wanted her to find the right guy to care for her. Not to push her down in the dumps. So when Jenny talked about her love life, I just suddenly feel protective of her. Maybe because I’ve known she had gone through way too much.

“Who is this? Yugyeom?” I guessed. Yugyeom was younger than Jenny by a year but the two of them matched perfectly together. But the problem was they are best friends. And Yugyeom once texted me, confessing he had liked Jenny for a year now. I never wanted anyone to be together other than Jenny and Yugyeom. He was just right for her.

“Maybe.” Jenny shyly said.

“You like him?” I suddenly yelled at the top of my lungs, getting overly excited about this. I tried to keep my focus on the road but Jenny was making it hard to drive.

“Possibly.” I heard Jenny mumble.

“You totally like him.” I laughed, teasing my best friend. She just brushed off the fact I said anything and remained silent throughout the whole ride. I sat there, smiling to myself, as I pulled up to a rather fancy house with a bunch of people scattered around the front lawn.

“Guess this is it.” Jenny sighed, unbuckling her seatbelt and grabbing her phone.

“Have fun!” I said to Jenny as I parked in front of a huge house. She flashed me a sincere smile before hugging me and jumping out of the car. I sighed as I watched her walk up the big steps and enter the lovely house. Maybe I should join her, just for safety. Incase some guy tries to force her into bed while she’s drunk or she needs a ride, I’ll be there to take her home and protect her. Sighing to myself, I drove around the block to find a parking spot and parked there.

Walking back to the house, I knocked at the door to find the same girl who invited us to this party, with a dress that was quite revealing. A boy behind her, grabbed her waist and smiled at me too, obviously drunk.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” She smiled brightly at me, after opening the door. “Glad you could join us! Come in, grab a drink, and get partying.”

I smiled awkwardly and entered inside the house, admiring the decor. It was huge, and a house I could never afford with the money I had. But it was a great place for a party. I looked around, trying to find Jenny, as I see people all around partying their drunk ass like there’s no tomorrow. I could smell the strongest alcohol intoxicating the house with multiple people drowning themselves with drinks. I scrunched up my nose as I decided to push my way past people, trying to find my best friend. So much for Netflix tonight.

“Oh my god, it’s them. The golden trio.” I heard a girl shout out loud, over the booming music, to her friend.

“No fucking way. Who invited them here? I wanna know so I could grab their numbers.” The other girl said quite loudly. I stopped my tracks to listen into the girls conversation until the whole house started to go crazy. With a big commotion going around, I turned around to take a look at what these girls have been talking about.

There were three of them. One with blonde hair, his masculine features strongly presented in the illuminated lights in the room. He was muscular, and seemed like her could take anyone down. The one next to him was brunette with his hair swept back, revealing his gorgeous forehead. He was thinner than the blonde one and a pretty boy for sure, but he had all the ladies melting to their knees. The last guy took me by surprise. Plump lips, pale skin, and black hair the complemented his leather jacket. A strikingly handsome guy who stood in front of the other two, giving off a bad boy vibe. His hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket as he flashed a smirk. His eyes scanned the room, searching for something until, they made eye contact with mine. I quickly looked away, my cheeks rising in color from the sudden eye contact. Who was this guy?

“It’s Jinyoung. He’s actually here.” All the girls around me gasped. Looking back at the trio, I took a good look at the three boys before shaking my head. I needed to focus on my task which was finding my best friend. Who cares about Jinyoung or the golden trio. They’re just boys.

I turned my back on them as I pushed my way through the crowd. Spotting the stairs, I wondered if Jenny had gone upstairs and hung around there. But then my thoughts immediately thought of her and a random guy hooking up. I shook my head and decided to go upstairs anyways. Surprisingly, it was empty. Maybe because people were already preoccupied in the rooms or they’re downstairs, partying. But being bold, I walked down the hallways, hoping to find my best friend.

“Hey!” Someone yelled from behind, making me jump and turn around quickly. I came face to face with a random guy whom started to walk towards me. I was completely frozen at the spot since I didn’t even know what to do.

“Are you here alone?” The guy asked, approaching me rather quickly.

“Uh, no. I’m just looking for a friend.” I replied back, trying not to panic. My heart beat increased its rate as the guy stood in front of me, towering his tall body overtop mine.

“Find your friend later. Let’s have some fun.” The guy smirked, looking down at me. His hands grabbing my waist and pushing me to the nearest wall.

“No, please. I don’t have time for this. My friend needs me. Get away off of me, please.” I argued quite loudly, trying to push his figure away from mine. I started to slam my fists against his chest, pushing with all my strength but, his grip on my waist was too strong.

“Come on, beautiful. I’ll treat you right, tonight.” The guy growled, his face dangerously near mine. My breathing started to get heavy, my heart beating fast. This guy cannot take a no for an answer, so I had to use my voice.

I took in a deep breath and screamed out loud, “Get away from me!”

“What a naughty girl. Resisting my of-”

But before he could finish his sentence, a fist came into contact with his face, making him lose his grip on my waist and stumble backwards. I gasped up the sight as a guy in the leather jacket grabbed him by the collar and threw in another violent punch. Then with all his strength, pushed him down the hall, making him fall to his knees and stood in front of me, his back facing me.

“Can you not listen properly? The girl says no. Respect her.” The guy in the leather jacket growled. His hand stuck out as a barrier, pushing me aside so that I was shielded away from the scene.  

“She’s hot though.” I heard a whine come from the beaten up guy on the ground.

“What are you? A teenager? Is hot the only vocabulary word you know? Get lost man and go to school. Obviously you need to learn how to treat a girl properly.” The guy in front of me hissed before making a lurch forward just to scare off the other dude. I didn’t realize that I was holding my breath until the guy in front of me turned around and I let out a gasp. I widen my eyes in shock as I came face to face with one of the golden trios. The one who made eye contact with me earlier.

“You okay?” He asked, giving me a concerned look. I stared up at him, analyzing his face. He was handsome. A look like that could reel in any girl in this town. The leather jacket and a white tee-shirt paired with jeans was something a player would wear. But with his black hair swept to the side, the amount of visuals was stunning to the point where I couldn’t help but feel my cheek rise in color. So this is what the girls downstairs were going on about.

“Hey, I asked you a question.” His fingers snapped in front of my face, breaking me from my trance. His tone of voice sounded rude when he said that and it was obvious he was impatient. Can he at least let me piece together on what just happened and wait for my response? A guy almost forced me to sleep with him and he expects a girl to respond right away? Rude.

I blinked a few times before answering his question, “Yeah.”

“Good. Just don’t lure in any creepy guys anymore. I’m not here to protect you neither am I your guardian.” He said, leaning back on his heels and tucking his hands inside the pockets of his jacket. I stared at him with disbelief and crossed my arms. A minute ago, I thought this guy was fairly handsome. Now, I change my opinions about him.

“I’m not asking you to be my guardian nor did I lure in that guy. I was just looking for my best friend. But thanks anyways for saving me.” I said, trying to be polite and not rude.

“Yeah, you better be thankful.” He smirk at me, sending me a flirtatious wink. I was about to call him out on his rudeness until someone called his name from behind.

“Yah, Jinyoung. Get your ass down here and let’s party.”

Jinyoung held up his arm and shooed his friend away as he continued to stare at me. Before turning around to leave me standing alone in the hallway, he pointed his finger at me and smirked;

“If you’re ever in need of a man to come save you, just shout mayday…”


Just finished getting this working model of the Salvage Station No 8 installation to the point where I feel okay handing it off! It’ll be built this July by summer campers at an amazing summer camp(Beam Camp) that teaches kids how to build things. It’s kind of a dream gig, and I am so ecstatic to be working with them

I rarely build models these days, since I usually lead my own installation crews, but I felt that it would be helpful to do so this time. Usually it would be a white model, but I had already done my design and elevations in the correct scale, so it was pretty easy to just get them printed and then paste them into the model. Aside from generally explaining to people what they’ll be building, a working model is useful to help visualize a structure, document how rooms should be painted(there are more corresponding docs) and show where the electrical fixtures go.

Installation art is a ton of fun, but some weeks, it is spent in the close company of a lot of illustration board and an xacto knife.

maresdecolores  asked:

I dot speak English so well so I hope you interstand me. I have a very important test for June and I'm super nervous bc I'm in study class for weekends but I feel I should study on my own for more results, but I procrastinate so much, how can I start studying for myself? :( thank you!!

I feel you so much, I procrastinate a lot when it comes to studying so I’ve been trying to improve on this as well so I can share some things I’ve learned!
(Also your english is better than some people I know who have it as their native language, good job!)

Delaying work that you have to do isn’t great but sometimes it can be okay, because if that helps your wellbeing by caring for yourself then that’s all that matters. BUT, if you are ready to beat procrastination then there’s one thing that you need to learn, stopping procrastination isn’t something you can do straight away but little by little. 

Studying for yourself can be one of the most enriching things, but only if YOU can make the dream work because this time, teamwork ain’t gonna cut it.

There are a few things I’ve learnt that can make work seem at least more achievable, especially since you’re studying by yourself there’s no one else who can motivate you to do work. SO:

1) Set small goals and feel great afterwards.
When you come home from school or in the morning, set yourself a few achievable goals that you can do in twenty minutes or while you’re doing something else. For example, today’s goals for me were;

I - Ensure that I’ve printed past papers for next week
II - Read one chapter of Jane Eyre
III - Go over C1: Binomial Distribution
IV - Write a page of European Notes

This helps me feel more motivated to do them as since they’re quick, it won’t take me much time to do at all and I can do them at any point in the day. When I achieve these goals, they make me feel great about myself and proud that I’ve achieved something, they’re my main motivator but if they don’t work for you then proceed to step 2! (Or just do it anyway xD)

2) Use Apps to keep you focused!
From to-do lists to website blockers to growing a little tree, you can use a series of apps to try and block out your distractions away from your work. I like this masterpost by @elkstudies which displays a bunch of common apps that I like using for studying which also has links to more masterposts! (Watch out though, don’t fall down the sinkhole of masterposts!)

2.5) On Tumblr, start the 100 Days Of Productivity
Studyblrs commit to being productive for 100 days, and they hold themselves accountable with friends or family or even through posting pictures on Tumblr of what you did on that day! I’ve done 25(?) days so far but I haven’t been posting many pictures since I’m waiting for my new phone. Anyways, committing to something like this is useful as if you break the chain you lose and no one likes losing.

3) Break it down, prioritise, act and repeat.
If it’s an entire stack of homework or work is scary, then break it down into subjects or smaller topics. If it’s a long essay, break it up into the many topics you want to write about in the essay. If it’s writing notes, split it up into Units & Topics.

NOW, don’t start at the very beginning. Start from what needs to be done first, and how do you find this? Find what you struggle at most and work from there. 
Breaking it down makes it more manageable, and focusing on your weaknesses first and turning them into strengths will help you more than just starting at the top of the pile. Dig deeper and reap your rewards.

4) Change your scenery.
If you can, change the place where you’re trying to study as your environment affects your mood. Go to the library, into a study (if you have one, if so I’m jealous) or change your current study area around as it might help you focus more.

5) A few extra techniques
One Playlist TechniqueThis method is a little weird but if you set up a playlist for a certain about of time with your favourite songs, you can listen to this playlist once and study a certain topic and once the playlist ends, then boom! You’ve studied!
Pomodoro Technique - The Pomodoro Technique is a perfect balance between studying and having a break. You can read the full steps here but it’s definitely one you can consider.

All in all, these steps could’ve helped you or they might not have helped at all. But, if there’s anything you should take from this is that you need to achieve a balance between studying and having a break, studying too much can make you stressed but studying too little can do just as much damage.

I’m sorry this answer turned out longer than you expected, I hope it helps! <3

anonymous asked:

(1/3) ALLY!! Okay, i wanna write down a list of things that i really like about you just cuz. 1) your hair, it's such a soft brown and your highlights bring compliment it so well, 2) your eyes, they're the prettiest shape and they're so warm, 3) your smile, which is brighter than my ideal future, 4) your height, which is so petite and melts my heart, 5) your accent, which reminds me of home, 6) the way you draw eyes, which is just so unique to me, 7) the red tones of your art ofc

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Percabeth One-Shot: Hurt

((I’m so so so so SO sorry! I absolutely suck, but here it is! It took forever and a half, and I’m not actually done with college, but I’m ignoring responsibilities for a moment to do these 😊 Hope you enjoy! I’m so sorry if this is horrible. I tried!)) 

The slam, following the sharp opening of the Athena cabin door, rattled around the crowded room, and a hush fell over the bodies surrounding the blonde on the lower bunk.

It had been a warm, droopy summer afternoon around Camp-Half Blood. Orange shirts littered the sand as campers splashed around the canon lake, and a cool breeze skipped around the camp activities littered along the grassy hills. The strawberries rested in golden streams of sunlight. A volleyball bounced around the packed court, and the relaxed mid-summer time lulled over the peace of the camp. That was, until, Percy Jackson heard that Annabeth was hurt.

“What happened? Who was watching? What-” The questions started rolling from Percy as his strides took him inside. Younger campers split like waves the grown man could control. Sand trickled over the wooden floor and water shaped his foot prints as he swooped past the doorway. He was a man on a mission, and the campers knew better than to get in his way.

“Percy-” Annabeth tried, watching his rigid form glance at the campers milling around the cabin.

“Who let this happen?”


“Was no body watching them?”


“What did Chiron say?”


“Is it-”

“Seaweed Brain!”

The nickname snapped him out of his detective mindset, and his sea green finally latched onto her grey.

“Hi there. Good to see you.” Annabeth sarcastically started, raising an eyebrow at him.

Percy’s body was at her side in seconds, a wet squish coming from his trunks smooshing onto the bed.

“And there go my sheets.” She muttered, earning a couple chuckles that never hit Percy’s ears.

“Are you ok? What happened?” Percy glanced around the room, feeling more like a soap opera than a person, “Everyone that can’t heal her magically can leave.”

The scamper of feet practically trampled over one another to get out, and a quite rumbled across the frantically emptied room. Percy’s eyes fell on a single remaining figure who took his sweet time packing up his equipment. The completely relaxed demeanor of Will Solace lingered around the large desk on the far side of the cabin. He snapped shut the little clasps of his box and finally let his eyes move to the couple on the bed as he collected his things.

“Does it feel ok now?” Will asks with a small smile, his eyes not even needing to flick to Percy’s still protective position. Dressed in shorts and a brightly colored, loose tank top, Will looked more prepared to sun bathe rather than take care of Annabeth. Not that Percy didn’t trust Will… this was just Annabeth.

“It feels much better. Thank you, Will.” Annabeth replies, equally as calm.

“You can take the brace off soon, just want to give the ambrosia a little help with the healing. Take care of yourself. Percy.” Will’s final word pulled Percy’s attention from Annabeth to him.

Percy offered the blonde a small nod. He was grateful. Despite his protection, Percy knew that Will took care of her before he knew about the accident. If there was one person Percy knew would do his job right, it was Will. Annabeth didn’t seem in pain, and Percy was more panicked about it than she was. That meant Will must have done something right… right?

The son of Poseidon’s eyes moved back to his girlfriend, his hands softly moving to her left arm. A beige arm brace covered the tan skin from her elbow to her fist, her slim fingers and fingernails poking out happily. She even wiggled them for good measure as he analyzed the scene. Percy swore he could see a bit of bruising inside the brace, but a small voice in his head deiced it was just his nerves.

“What happened?” He asked once again, his voice much more under control.

The defensive, protective boyfriend softly slipped away, and a soft concern fell over his eyes. She looked completely fine besides the arm. Her blonde curls were in a high ponytail, one or two strands out of place and hanging beside her ears. Her camp shirt had its sleeves rolled up, and her black jean shorts matched her converse. Little silver owls dangled on her ears, and her grey eyes happily looked back into his own. She looked fine, minus the arm, and that alone gave Percy some relief.

“It was a total accident, Percy,” Annabeth reassured as her good hand moved to brush across his jawline, “I was asked to help supervise some new campers on the climbing wall and, on the way down, something happened with the wiring of one girl’s gear. Luckily, I broke her fall, so she wasn’t even half as hurt as I was. It’s just a sprain. Will gave me ambrosia and the brace. I’m ok. Hey,” his eyes pulled from her brace, “I’m ok.”

Her words pushed a rush of relief through his body, and Percy let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. It was an accident. Just an accident. Plus! It was a sprain! Annabeth had dealt with sprains before. She easily could take a sprain. A small nod came from Percy, and the first small smile since he entered the cabin.

“As long as you’re ok. I-”

Percy was interrupted as a gentle knock came from the door. The small head of a girl popped in, and both demi-gods turned to look at her. Bulky dark brown glasses rested on her face, and the shyness on her face peaked over the lenses. Her shirt was a bit big on her, and she had a few scrapes on her arms and knees.

“Anna-Annabeth?” The girl asked, her voice matching the same softness her body leaked.

“Hi Riley, Riley, you know Percy. Percy, this is Riley. She’s the girl I helped today.” Annabeth introduced.

Percy flashed a smile at the young girl, and a hot blush went over her face. Her eyes flicked all around the cabin, and her words grew more stuttered as she continued.

“Uh, um hi Percy. I, uh, I just wanted to say thank you for today. But I-I can come back.”

Riley was out of the door before either could object, and the couple was in their own comfort once again. Percy frowned gently.

“Did I do something?” He wondered, watching the closed door with worry. He honestly wasn’t that scary.

A laugh slipped from Annabeth, and Percy raised an eyebrow as her. She shrugged gently, moving both arms lazily onto his shoulders.

“Hmm, I don’t know. It could be that you’re just really scary, or… ya know… it could be the fact you’re completely shirtless.”

The surprise registered across Percy’s face, and her glanced down at himself. Water droplet from his swim earlier rolled down his bare chest, and speckles of sand laid in patches across his chest. He let himself get wet sometime while he swam, and it was a warm enough day that he wanted the feeling of the cool water. In his rush of worry, he completely forgot the first he put on the sand by his shoes, high tailing it from the sound to the cabins. He had handled the entire situation in just a pair of dripping swim trunks and bare feet.

A sheepish grin falls across Percy’s lips, and a shrug follows close after.


Annabeth smiled back, her head leaning to let her lips meet his. They kissed a moment, their noses brushing once they parted for air.

“I love you.” Annabeth breathed, their foreheads softly touching.

“I love you too,” he muttered back with a grin.

“Now, get off of my bed and go put a shirt on.”

Anti-Inflammatory Foods

Lovelies, especially those with HS and/or any form of arthritis, these are foods that are supposed to help decrease the amount of inflammation in the body. Feel free to copy, paste, and print this out for your own usage :)

1. Vegetables

  • Bell peppers
  • Bokchoy
  • Broccoli sprouts
  • Brussels sprouts
  • Cabbage
  • Cauliflower
  • Chard
  • Collards
  • Fennel bulb
  • Garlic
  • Greenbeans
  • Green/spring onion
  • Kale& Turnip greens
  • Kelp
  • Leeks
  • Olives
  • Spinach
  • Sweet potatoes

2. Fruits

  • Acerola (West Indian) cherries
  • Apples
  • Avocados
  • Blackcurrants
  • Blueberries
  • Fresh pineapple
  • Guava
  • Kiwi
  • Kumquats
  • Lemons
  • Limes
  • Mulberries
  • Oranges
  • Papaya
  • Raspberries
  • Rhubarb
  • Strawberries

3. Herbs & Spices

  • Basil
  • Cayenne/chili pepper
  • Cinnamon
  • Cloves
  • Cocoa(at least 70%)
  • Licorice
  • Mint
  • Oregano
  • Parsley
  • Rosemary
  • Thyme
  • Turmeric

4. Nuts & Seeds

  • Almonds
  • Flaxseed/linseed
  • Hazelnuts
  • Sunflower seeds
  • Walnuts

5. Fish

  • Cod
  • Halibut
  • Herring
  • Oysters
  • Rainbow trout
  • Salmon
  • Sardines
  • Snapperfish
  • Striped bass
  • Tuna
  • Whitefish

6. Drinks

  • Green tea

7. Oils

  • Avocado oil
  • Extra virgin olive oil (EVOO)