too young to hold on

The gods are among us.

Zeus drinks himself half to death at the bar. He makes bedroom eyes at every pretty girl to walk in the room. They will clutch their cans of mace a little tighter as they walk home tonight.

Aphrodite helps a beaten girl to her feet, holding her tight as her young body is racked with sobs. Artemis stands nearby, preparing to hunt the thief of this young girl’s innocence. These are the only hunts she participates in anymore.

Athena glares at Ares as bloody knuckles and booted feet connect with battered bodies between them. The fight clubs are their temples now.

Dionysus stands behind a bar, serving drinks to rowdy men and pretty girls. Later, he will be found holding back the hair of girls, too young for the drinks they swallowed, as they vomit the concoctions they drank to forget the pain in the world. Dionysus understands and so he drinks more than anyone, if only to forget the suffering that has filled his immortal life.

Hestia mourns the numerous broken homes. She puts extra effort in protecting the scant few happy families left. So Hestia has created a home for those lost and abandoned, for she too knows how it feels to be cast out by the family who should have loved you unconditionally. She understands what it feels like to be adrift and homeless.

Apollo sits on a busy, crowded street, strumming his guitar and singing a song of loss and pain. He uses poetry and music to mourn the pain in the world. He berates himself constantly, because for every life he saves, ten more are extinguished. He has stopped visiting hospitals because he can’t help but feel his efforts are futile. He hasn’t seen his sister in years, and he misses her most at night, when he can see her beloved stars and moon.

Hermes slumps in a chair, exhausted from the horror gracing the human news. He decides he is no longer deserving of the title “messenger of the gods,” since he hasn’t delivered a message in centuries. Not when the gods no longer keep in touch. So he reverts to his favorite pastime: stealing. But what use is mortal money to a god?

Hera sits in the shadows of a bar and struggles to summon the dredges of the vindictive, jealous anger that used to come so easily to her when she saw her husband with another woman. Hera thinks that perhaps in this modern world, she would do better as the goddess of divorce. Because, really, how can she profess that marriage is the best gift the world has to offer when she can’t even keep her husband in her bed? When he doesn’t even bother pretending that he loves her? Yes, goddess of failed marriages has such a lovely, miserable ring to it.

Poseidon wanders the beach, picking up the scattered trash that poisons his domain. His tears mix with the salt water on his cheeks and he weeps for the suffering of his oceans. He feels the pollution like a phantom pain, and he scoffs at himself, full of loathing for the god of the sea who could not protect his oceans from mortals.

Hades lounges in his extravagant mansion, smiling at his lovely wife curled at his side. Blessed is he, for there will always be death, and mortals will always worship his riches. Of all his siblings, Hades, the scorned brother, cursed to rule the underworld, is the only one to still enjoy immortality.

Persephone is as beautiful as ever and she is happy with her loving husband who always joins her in her protests, right alongside her as she weeps for for the dying of this earth, as she cries herself to sleep at night when she thinks of all the loss of nature’s beauty and life. This world is suffering and she is the only one to hear its cries. They haunt her dreams.

Hecate flips the sign on the window to say closed. She longs for days gone by when people knew the truth. Magic is very real. Instead, she has to smile politely while customers come to her store to purchase items they know not how to use and religious men preach about how witchcraft is a sin, and she will burn in hell. Hecate does not care. She is as immortal as magic.

Cupid narrows his eyes with scorn every time he hears the word love fly from the lips of people who do not understand the meaning of the word. Though who is he to judge them when all his matchmaking attempts end in failure. Perhaps the mortals simple do not want him to decide who they love. Perhaps it is their turn to choose.

Athena prowls through college campuses, holding signs high in protect with the students around her. These fearless children are her people. She scoffs at the professors who are simply going through the motions, who fail to appreciate the brilliant minds all around them. She never fails to notice.

Ares picks his way across a battlefield and finds himself at the ruins of what used to be an elementary school. He no longer understands war, hasn’t for centuries. This was not brave, this was not heroic. This was senseless bloodshed. He sees nothing holy in this ruined world.

Aphrodite swallows the bile in her throat as she hears another rapist has been left free. She glares daggers at boys yelling obscene things at women. She’s long stopped romanticizing love. However, sometimes she sees a young girl handing over her baby to an older couple who tried for years, and she remembers what she once represented. Sometimes she sees Ares across the room of soldiers returning from the horrors of war, and as they embrace the loved ones they left behind, she smiles at him.

Artemis takes her role as protector of young women seriously. There’s a gun tucked into her waistband and a switchblade in her pocket. She can’t save them all, so she has also become an avenging goddess. She can be found in the streets or at battered women’s shelters, preparing for the next hunt.

The gods are dying. The gods wish they were dead. Is immortality a blessing or a curse?

—  The gods were always too human for their divinity (inspired by the writings of @crossroadsbela )

“Lover, You Should’ve Come Over,”
Jeff Buckley

Older Sibling Headcanons

-When their younger sibling feels sick an Omega will build them a nest to nap in, the way their mother always does

-An Alpha trying to make macaroni and cheese for their younger siblings but they burn it and the smoke detector goes off and they end up with a couple of five year olds teaching them how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and saying “even YOU can’t burn that” because five year olds are often unintentionally vicious

-Omegas are very alert by nature but when their younger siblings are involved they become even more watchful, especially when alone in public places, they always make sure to keep a firm grip on the child’s hand and tuck them closer to their side whenever someone passes just a little too close

-A young Alpha holding their baby sibling and trying to croon for it the way their dad does

-Older Alphas trying to teach their younger Alpha siblings to growl and laughing because they sound about as threatening as a kitten

-Teenage Omegas disliking anyone being in or around their nest but happily allowing their younger siblings to crawl in with them if they have trouble sleeping at night

-Two Alpha siblings competing to impress their young Omega sibling by seeing who can make the better block tower and they are super into it while the little Omega honestly isn’t even paying attention

-An Alpha babysitting their younger siblings and they don’t really know how to change a diaper but they try really hard…only to have their slightly younger Omega sibling see it a little later and just being like, “Its inside out…and backwards? How…?”

-Little Omegas pleading for their Alpha sibling to let them paint his nails and the Alpha has completely run out of ideas to entertain the children so they agree, and end up with their feet and hands completely covered with various shades of nail polish

-Playing a game and the older Alpha sibling allowing their little siblings to win despite how much it’s killing the competitive part of them to lose on purpose


(pls go full view the formatting of this is weird it was too bothersome to stretch out your dashes it reads v v   not -> -> )

they spent that entire morning waiting until every kid in the harbor that night had either left with friends, gotten picked up, or been looked at to make sure they were fine after that intense all nighter, all while getting to know each other a bit more, sharing Their own intense no sleep nights studying, and of course searching for where on earth daisuke and ken had left their bikes before finally heading off on their own (but not before exchanging numbers)

halfassed doodles, i tried on some parts, mainly figuring out wtf to do with her hair

ilysm bike girl, please return and be his mysterious name-less girlfriend in tri ;v;

anonymous asked:

Little Kai... Never Have You Ever... kissed Miriam?

I usually give my friends kisses on the forehead when they are feeling down or sick

Does that count?

If not ,when I try to kiss her she tells me that we are too young for that kind of stuff

She lets me hold her hand sometimes though!

I think I can say Sleeping At Last has some of the most beautiful songs I can think of. 

Each single song is so special. I always feel how huge the universe is and I tend to think about my place within it. 

Please love yourself, listen to them, let me propose you those of Space I&II (with bonus Light bc it’s important):


’Сause you are loved. You are loved more than you know.
I hereby pledge all of my days to prove it so.
Though your heart is far too young to realize
The unimaginable light you hold inside,


I guess space, and time, takes violent things, angry things
and makes them kind.
We are the dust of dust., We are the apple of God’s eye.
We are infinite as the universe we hold inside.
Infinity times infinity.
Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right… 


God knows, I am dissonance Waiting to be swiftly pulled into tune
I know the further I go, The harder I try, only keeps my eyes closed
And somehow I’ve fallen in love
With this middle ground at the cost of my soul
Yet I know, if I stepped aside,
Released the controls, you would open my eyes
That somehow, all of this mess 
Is just my attempt to know the worth of my life…


Like a telescope, I will pull you so close 'til no space lies in between.
And suddenly I see you. Suddenly I see you.
I was a billion little pieces 'til you pulled me into focus.
Astronomy in reverse, It was me who was discovered.


Fault lines tremble underneath my glass house.
But I put it out of my mind long enough to call it courage
To live without a lifeline.
I bend the definition of faith to exonerate my blind eye.
‘Til the sirens sound, I’m safe.


Our nights have grown so long. Now we beg for sound advice.
“let the brokenness be felt 'til you reach the other side.
There is goodness in the heart of every broken man
Who comes right up to the edge of losing everything he has.”
We were young enough to sign along the dotted line.
Now we’re young enough to try to build a better life.


While collecting the stars, I connected the dots.
I don’t know who I am, but now I know who I’m not.
I’m just a curious speck that got caught up in orbit.
Like a magnet it beckoned my metals toward it.
Make my messes matter. Make this chaos count.
Let every little fracture in me shatter out loud.


You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.
I couldn’t help but ask for you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down but I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear you say it one more time,
That the universe was made Just to be seen by my eyes.
With shortness of breath, I’ll explain the infinite
How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.




Stitch by stitch I tear apart.
If brokenness is a form of art, I must be a poster child prodigy.
Thread by thread I come apart.
If brokenness is a work of art, Surely this must be my masterpiece.
I’m only honest when it rains. If I time it right, the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth. I want to tell you but I don’t know how.


I’ve been worried all my life, A nervous wreck most of the time.
I’ve always been afraid of heights, of falling backwards.
I’ve been worried all my life.
’Til one day I had enough of this exercise of trust.
I leaned in and let it hurt, Let my body feel the dirt.
When I break pattern, I break ground.
I rebuild when I break down.
I wake up more awake than I’ve ever been before.

Still I’m pinned under the weight of what I believed would keep me safe.
So show me where my armor ends, show me where my skin begins.
Like a final puzzle piece, It all makes perfect sense to me…
The heaviness that I hold in my heart belongs to gravity.
The heaviness in my heart belongs to gravity.

anonymous asked:

Holy shit you made it through your apt???? Im honestly terrified of one day having to have one. Im too young but anyone even touching my leg i cant do. I can hold myself together and let your hand be on my leg for like 10 seconds before i flip. Youre tbh my inspiration right now. Like oh my god. Im so proud of you. So extremely proud.

what the heck. i love you so sososkskjdsj much????????? u will go one day too. i lov u thnk u so much for this message sweet angel cake

I can like totally see Hiro hating Tadashi’s first girlfriend because she spends a lot of time with him. Tadashi’s probably around 16 and Hiro’s 12. Tadashi isn’t home as much, and when he is, he’s always talking about her or he’s so much on cloud nine that it’s impossible to hold conversation with him. Hiro’s too young to understand and he’s frustrated that he doesn’t.

When he and Hiro do go out, she’s always with them. They’re always holding hands, kissing, laughing and Hiro feels like Tadashi is going to abandon him. Like, one day, he’s gonna wake up and Tadashi isn’t going to love him anymore.

And he’s just angry at her. One day, when they’re all watching a movie together in the living room, she curls up beside Tadashi and Hiro just snaps. He tells her, being fed up, “don’t hug my brother. Don’t touch him! Just, go away.” Hiro doesn’t realize he’s crying, and Tadashi is left completely wordless while she looks at him for an explanation. Hiro continued though, “You like her more than me! This isn’t fair! I was your brother before she was your girlfriend!!!” he says without reserve, not quite grasp of the situation correctly.

It takes Tadashi pulling him away sternly to explain that no one is going to replace him and that he’s never going to leave for Hiro to actually calm down and think rationally. Tadashi, realizing the situation and Hiro’s fear of everyone leaving, told Hiro, “from now on, it’s just you and me.” He holds his fist up and Hiro hesitates, before pressing his smaller fist against his brothers.

I Headcanon that this is why Tadashi hasn’t dated around a lot.

“Hiro’s more important right now,” Tadashi would say, “there’s a lot of fish in the sea, but I only have one little brother. And he comes first.”

“Sometimes a man gets carried away when he feels like he should be having his fun, and much too blind to see the damage he’s done. Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one. So I’ll wait for you… and I’ll burn. Will I ever see your sweet return? Oh will I ever learn?…Well maybe I’m just too young to keep good love from going wrong…Well I feel too young to hold on and I’m much too old to break free and run; too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage I’ve done. Sweet lover, you should’ve come over. Oh, love well i’m waiting for you…it’s not too late.”

Lover, You Should’ve Come Over - Jeff Buckley

BTS reaction to a tragedy from your past

Can you do a BTS reaction to finding out that your brother got murdered when you were 11?

I debated for a long time whether I should do this one or not, because it really is sad, but whoever asked me for it, deserves to get their request just like everyone else does to. So please do not read any further if this will upset you or trigger you.

Jin: He would cry with you, holding you close as you told him, tears rolling down his cheek, trying to imagine the pain you must have felt and still be feeling.

Originally posted by thurstae

Jimin: He would just sit there, trying to process the information, wondering how you managed to stay so strong after something so terrible had happened to you.

Originally posted by jinkooks

J-Hope: “ You are literally the strongest person I know Jagi, You amaze me”

Originally posted by hhhoseok

Jungkook: *he doesn’t know what to say. He is too young to understand the pain you feel, too innocent. So he just holds you close, and lets you cry on him*

Originally posted by undo9

Rap Monster: At first, he can’t figure out what to say to you, so he begins to write a song, trying to explain to you how much more beautiful you have become in his eyes, for being such a strong person.

Originally posted by jinned

Suga: *begins to wonder why the world is so cruel, and why it brings pain to those who don’t deserve it.*

Originally posted by hugtae

V: This cute little one cannot begin to comprehend why there are people so evil in this world, who would harm those who have done nothing to deserve it. He realizes then how dark the world is, and how he will never manage to fit in.

Originally posted by bwihob

A/N: None of these gifs are mine, credits go to their rightful owners.