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Actually I was half expecting Jason to be on the show cos I already knew you would definitely put that guy on the show😁

What do you think about both Gwen and Hylla being overprotective towards Reyna? Do you wanna write a fic about them? Just asking, you know... BUT I WOULD LOVE TO READ A FIC 'BOUT THEM!!! CAN YOU DO A ONE?

I personally dont like Hylla being super protective of Reyna coz like gurl you abandoned her but I totally get Gwen. Gwen is her best friend and is 1000% protective of her.

I was going to do a really short blurb but my hand slipped?

Anyways this is crappy and unedited (sorryyy)

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"Are you sure you don't want me to beat him up?" Hylla asked, a scowl on her face.

Reyna sighed. "Honestly guys. I'm fine. It's just a date!"

Gwen piped in, "But he broke your heart once already!"

Reyna shot her a dark look and muttered, "Thanks for the reminder, Gwen."

Gwen squeezed her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm just scared that he's going to pull the same shit again."

"You and me both," Reyna murmured.

Hylla said, crossing her arms, "Well, if he does it again, I'm going to break his face. The first time was, okay, not his fault but if he does it again," she made a menacing gesture, "he's done for. No one leaves my little sister behind!"

"No one except you," Gwen grumbled softly.

Reyna gave out a small snicker just as the bell trilled.

Hylla said, "Its your boy, Rey." She made a gagging face at the word boy and made her way to the stairs. "I'm going to threaten him for a few minutes. You just..finish up whatever she's doing," she pointed at Gwen, "and come down."

Shaking her head, Reyna sat back down as Gwen straightened the last bits of her hair.

Gwen whispered, "You sure about this?" Her eyes looked concerned.

Reyna nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure."

She walked down the stairs slowly, her heels already digging into her feet. Gwen trailed behind, lips pursed, staring at Jason.

Jason looked..well, hot. A blue button down, black pants and he had even combed his hair. Wow. He was talking to Hylla with a resigned look on his face, nodding his head in agreement to whatever she was saying.

As she reached them, Hylla glanced at her before she said to Jason, "Look at her, she's beautiful and perfect. You better take care of her this time, wolf boy."

He sighed. "I will, Hylla. I promise."

He turned to look at Reyna and his eyes widened and he let out a small breath. "Wow. You look...wow. Holy shit,"

Jason leaned down to kiss her cheek and Reyna could smell his cologne and for God's sake, she wanted to forget about the date and just take him back to her bedroom. But common sense prevailed.

When he moved away, Gwen walked up to him and poked his chest.

"Ow!" He exclaimed.

"Don't hurt her again," she said, softly.

"I won't," he promised.

Reyna interrupted, "Alright, let's leave!" She grabbed Jason's hand and practically dragged him out the door before she said, "Love you both. Byee," before slamming the door shut.

She said, "I'm sorry, they're just too protective,"

Jason squeezed her hand before bringing it to his lips and kissing it softly. "Its alright, Rey Rey."

Reyna sighed softly. "Its been ages since you've called me that."

"How about I make it up?" He said, a small smile on his lips before he leaned down to kiss her.

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So @crownseabird not exactly what you asked for but I hope it's all right?

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reyna and jason fall in love with each other because they can see each other’s true selves.

everyone wants jason to be a hero, the son of jupiter, someone who will lead the legion and do whatever it takes to keep things as they are, to protect and preserve. everyone wants reyna to be someone she’s not; it happened with her father, with hylla, circe, and now with camp jupiter. they want her to be a warrior and nothing more than that. she has to follow rules and lead and never take a break.

when they first meet, they see their own suffering in each other’s eyes. reyna sees herself in jason’s judging eyes, and he sees himself in her hardened look. that’s why they don’t treat each other differently.

reyna sees jason as an idealist who dreams about freedom and equality, and he sees her as a strong woman whose only wishes are safety and peace.

that’s when it happens — right after they’ve begun to know each other. right after they’ve understood. reyna falls for the real jason, and jason falls for the real reyna.

Jeyna is canon in my heart and that’s all that matters

Safety glasses off, motherfuckers*.

*HE REALLY SAID THAT HE REALLY DID I WAS LOSING MY DAMN MIND

The Fall of Jason Grace (An Actual Ballad, Written By Me)

Fallen from on high, the Sun sinks into night.

With the daughter of the harvest, golden blades cut through the darkness.

Silent is the voice of Fate, the fallen god the Beast awaits.

The son of storms his life did give,

‘Gainst the madman, ‘gainst the rest,

‘Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

The one who burned Rome lives again,

The mighty Python waits in his den.

Closed be the lips of the seers,

Awakened are Apollo’s ancient fears.

Demeter’s child passed the test,

Subjected to life’s weary unrest.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

Apollo’s lover returned from the grave,

Fire’s child, Calypso did save.

New Hercules is rendered blind,

Heroes quest for the lady who binds.

Revealed upon the throne of Memory,

Bodies shall plague the camp by the sea.

The flaming hero rides off once more,

The Sun heads south for vet'rans of war.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

The white horse rider is alive,

Intent on stopping the fallen god’s jive.

In the desert’s scorching haze,

Love is lost in the Burning Maze.

Through sacrifice for his friends and the land,

The prince of Lightning’s final stand.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

The daughter of love goes bravely on.

Child of harvest and fallen Sun,

Seek the daughter of war,

To open a soundless door.

Promised to the fallen one,

Apollo remembers and journeys on.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

OK,I think this is a topic we all need to talk about. The way many writers and artists in various fandoms will constantly whitewash characters in them and when they are confronted, will just be like.. it's hard to research all this.

Its really not.

Many POC writers who do not belong to a predominantly white country have had to google and research stuff so that we dont get called out on our lack of knowledge on something we haven't even been exposed to.

Where I'm from, we don't have prom or school dances. Our grading system and education system works differently but I still made a point to just spend 15 minutes googling these details so I didnt make mistakes in my writing.

The sad thing is, we don't get that same respect back. When we finally have shows or characters that represent us, they are promptly whitewashed.

End of story: It's really hurtful and saddening so if you could please not do this.

Porthcaw - England (by Tony Armstrong-Sly) 

Porthcaw - England (by Tony Armstrong-Sly) 

Bran Castle - Romania (by Céline Harrand) 

In our restlessness, we’re always tempted to climb every hill, to cross every skyline to find out what lies beyond. But yet, as you get older and wiser, it isn’t just flagging energy but rather increasing wisdom that teaches you to look at mountains from below. Or perhaps, just climb them a little way, for at the top you can no longer see the mountain. And beyond, on the other side, there is perhaps just another valley like this.

- Alan Watts

“After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean possession and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build your roads today, because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much, so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong, and you really do have worth. And you learn …and you learn …”

—

“Because you are alive, everything is possible.”

— Thich Nhat Hanh

“When you talk, you are only repeating what you already know. When you listen, you might learn something new.”

— Dalai Lama

Excerpt from sacred Text - The Metta Sutta

Let them be able and upright, straightforward and gentle in speech

Humble and not conceited

May they be content and easily satisfied, unburdened with frugal and duties on their ways

Peaceful and calm, and wise and skillful

Not proud and demanding in nature

May they be wise, with their senses calmed, not arrogant and without desire

May they do nothing that the wise would later reprove

May all beings be happy

May they live in safety and joy

All living beings, whether weak or strong, the great or the mighty, medium, short or small, seen or unseen, near or distant, born or to be born, may they all be happy

Let no one deceive another or despise any being in any state, let none by anger or hatred wish harm to another

As a mother watches over her child, willing to risk her own life to protect her only child, so with a boundless heart should one cherish all living beings, radiating kindness over the entire world?

Standing or walking, sitting or lying down, during all one’s waking hours, may one remain mindful of this heart and this way of living that is said to be the sublime abiding

Unattached to speculations, views and sense desires, the pure hearted one, with clear vision, being freed from all sense desires, will never be reborn in the cycles of suffering

This in part of the sacred text the Buddhist meant the following thing.  The metta sutta that not all the time is referred to the Karanyametta  Sutta , you can find this in Pali Canon’s suttanipata. The Pali Canon is a type of collection of scriptures un a Buddhist tradition called Theravada. This is the only completely existing early Buddhist canon and the one of the first to be written down.  The word Metta is one of the four “divine abodes “ .

Main Beliefs Chart

Chart of  Main Beliefs

High Power - There is no high power in buddhism because they dont believe in a god, but they believe in things that the Buddha teaches or studys . Those things are called the  , Dharma and Sangha.Since Budda was a teacher Dharma was the things he taught were called Dharma. The Sangha being the students that the Buddha taught who are mostly monks , nuns that dedicated all there energy of there life’s to conserve the teaching and available to use in the future.

Rules and goals-

Worship  And ritual-

Spirit And  After Life -the Buddhism would believe that  the spirits mean when  a person will die and become ghost. Then the afterlife would mean that a person  would die and it will depend on there lifestyle that whether they will  come back to life as a good animal or a bad animal for example if you had a bad lifestyle you will come out to  be a rat or if your lifestyle was good probably turn out to  be a beautiful bird or something.

Religious Hierarchy - Buddhism doesn’t really have  a caste system  or a class system unlike Hinduism . They have these kind of people that people follow or try to be like. They don’t have a organize group of people like a type of government. They are important figures in Buddhism and they are the Monks , for men , and for women called Nuns and then of course the Buddha . 

Fuji seen from the International Space Station.

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gods, I remember the days I used to visit this place and Idk how to explain the vibes I got... Just wanna go back there! 

jerre_stead

I’ve got to admit, I’m still a bit obsessed with this place 😅

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Where’s the one place in the world you just can’t get enough of?

World’s End - Horton Plains National Park

I will never not be over the moon about my choice to move to Maine. It’s like living in an eternal dream. 🐚

Upper Kings Creek Meadow by Dan Gildor

Via Flickr

Passing the parking lot for the Lassen Peak Trail–and not quite having the five hours (or knees) that it would take to hike to the summit as I’ve done twice before, we started our descent with wonderful views of the park.

Near the Kings Creek campground, Kings Creek meanders through Upper Kings Creek Meadow, offering one last photographic opportunity before it was time to head to Old Station for the night.

I write this for my sister who died even before my birth. I'm not a perfect poet or anyone like that but all of sudden I remembered that I had a sister even though I got no chance to be with her.

I'm here, somewhere in beach

Wishing you were here, with me, watching the view

Telling me how hard is life and the troubles you've faced

Giving me the streangth

I always used to bargain...

It feels like you're combing my hair

When breeze sweeps by me, and my face

It seems like you're here, holding my hands

But the truth is too rude,

It breaks my heart

Looking at my back, the message is clear

You were never being with me, I know, I swear

But here I am, watching you sail

Cos I'm a light house,

And you're just a cruise

That I've never seen

Mom is grieving on your death

But she's an iron lady, I know you were the same

I love the way she tells the stories about you

And I see that she wants to let you go

But, heck- we had never let you go

Life is too short, just like the dew

Yet heals all souls, fresh and clean

It gives me chills, instead of cold

So goodbye to you; my dearest sister,

Who I never knew....

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Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.

— Meša Selimović

Sand

Soft sand 

lifted gently 

By steady winds

Carried swiftly forward

Leaving tiny particles behind

building sand dunes and loess 

That blanket the land

Where once there was nothing

Grainfall and grainflow

Wind ripples

Creating

Love

I'm lawful 4.0 and that's why people call me wierd.

Lmao I would do the same

I kinda feel like a wolf now!

when we were

The Rings of Saturn Observed by the Voyager 2 Space Probe as it Zoomed Past the Planet in 1981.