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foxglovecove · 3 months
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Moving day in the Hong Kong Shatterdome. Couple of k-sci nerds saved the world and now they’re ok and ready to start their next adventure together. Whatever will it be 🧐
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ugogoi49 · 1 month
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"when"ever happened to della duck?!
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allura-raine · 2 years
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protabaradventure · 5 months
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There's a unique kind of peace found only on the water. It's a melody played by nature, with each paddle stroke contributing a note.
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backroad-life · 2 months
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Credit: Backroad-life
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[CW: Injury. Odysseus meets someone... I wonder who they could be 👀]
The trees blurred past. The wind rushed in Odysseus’s ears. He would think this ride was exhilarating if he were in control and on flat ground. But with every second that passed, Odysseus was closer and closer to falling out of the saddle. He wrapped his arms around the horse’s neck and held on for dear life. The horse breathed heavily as it ran, sweat running down its flanks and neck. Odysseus’s hands were slipping, so he tightened his grip. The horse only panicked more. It bucked up and down as it ran, jerking its head from side to side.
Odysseus saw brightness quickly approaching as the horse sped down the path. They burst through the bushes, and his vision was momentarily white as his eyes adjusted. The horse ran in a zigzagging pattern, and Odysseus nearly slipped from his saddle. It bucked and stomped as it whinnied in fear. Odysseus grabbed the reins tightly again. He heard shouting some distance away and saw that he was near the castle.
The horse panicked more at the people rushing to the scene and started trying to buck Odysseus off. The young prince held on tight, but the reins he wrapped around his hands started getting too tight. He couldn’t feel his fingers, which were beginning to turn blue. He adjusted his grip and released the pressure.
But at that moment, the horse reared up again. Odysseus’s feet slipped out of the stirrups, and he fell. Odysseus tumbled backward over the croup, his legs up in the air. His arm shot back, an instinct to catch himself he wasn’t aware of.
The heel of Odysseus’s hand hit the ground first. Pain bolted up his arm, and he cried out. He landed hard on the grass, throbbing pain running up and down his arm. Out of the corner of his eye, Odysseus saw the horse turn toward him in its panic, pounding its feet. The horse reared up, and Odysseus felt like ice was coursing through his body. He covered his head with his good arm and curled his body tightly, bracing for an impact.
But it never came. Odysseus felt the ground near him shake with stamping hooves and heard the horse neighing, but he wasn’t hit. He opened his eyes, unsure of when he closed them.
A boy was standing above Odysseus and faced the horse. His arms were outstretched, and he guided the fearful animal away from the prince on the ground. The boy’s hair was short with tight curls, and his clothes were dirty and patched up in several places. He looked about Odysseus’s age, maybe younger, but he looked as experienced as the best horse trainer in the castle.
The horse backed away and bucked its head, but the boy slowly took the reins. At that moment, Ctimene, Eurylochus, and Polites rode out of the forest, dismounted their horses, and rushed to Odysseus’s side. They helped Odysseus to his feet as he held his arm to his chest, the pain worsening.
As his friends and sister helped him back to the castle, Odysseus couldn’t help but look back at the stable boy calming the horse, hoping to see the face of the one who saved his life.
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vintagecamping · 1 year
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Searching for the best place to set up camp. Wallowa-Whitman National Forest Historic
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hyp3rfixation-h3ll · 6 months
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Ok,but hear me out
Baby pac purring when he is held by one of his folks.
Or him teething,and zac is just cry bc his son is growing up...and his finger hurt bc pac is chomping him.
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you had me at "hear me out" yugo
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dashboarddevil · 6 months
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Where do we go from here
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randomperson1638 · 1 year
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★{--Their okay!--}★
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Hey. °-°
Hii everyone! ^▽^
Their okay, they are still shaken up from the tornado watch, but they are back!
They can't wait to continue their adventure!!
They also want to make their own blog!
Your choice!
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herbalnature · 1 month
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Peek through nature's window to the rugged beauty of Valley of Fire State Park. The sun casts a warm glow on the richly colored rock formations, inviting exploration and wonder.
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siseliestudio · 1 year
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creepofhearts · 1 month
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When the mutuals hang out offline (again!). These are some of my favorite pictures taken over the past week and a half - two weeks.
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sarahjaneclark1983 · 1 month
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Embracing Change: Navigating Life's Twists and Turns
Hey there, fellow adventurers! Today, I want to chat about something that's been on my mind lately: change. Yep, that's right, that inevitable force that swoops into our lives, often uninvited, and shakes things up like a snow globe. But you know what? Change isn't always the villain in our stories; sometimes, it's the hero we never knew we needed.
Let's face it, change can be scary. Whether it's a new job, a breakup, moving to a different city, or even just the passage of time, change has this way of making us feel like we're standing on shaky ground. We get comfortable in our routines, cozy in our habits, and then BAM! Change comes knocking, throwing everything into disarray.
But here's the thing: change is also an opportunity for growth. It's a chance to shed old skin, spread our wings, and soar to new heights. Sure, it might be uncomfortable at first, like trying to break in a new pair of shoes, but eventually, we find our stride and realize that change isn't so scary after all.
So, how do we embrace change and make the most of it? Well, for starters, we can adopt a mindset of curiosity and openness. Instead of viewing change as something to be feared, we can approach it with a sense of wonder, eager to see where the road may lead.
Another helpful strategy is to focus on what we can control. While we may not be able to stop the tide of change from rolling in, we can choose how we respond to it. We can take proactive steps to adapt and thrive in the face of uncertainty, whether that means learning new skills, seeking support from friends and loved ones, or simply practicing self-care.
Of course, it's also important to remember that change is a process, not an event. It takes time to adjust to new circumstances and find our footing once again. So, be patient with yourself and give yourself grace as you navigate the twists and turns of life's ever-changing landscape.
As we embark on this journey of embracing change, let's remember to support one another along the way. After all, we're all in this together, navigating the highs and lows of life side by side. So, reach out to a friend, lend a listening ear, and let's cheer each other on as we embrace the beautiful, messy, unpredictable adventure that is life.
And hey, if you're feeling overwhelmed by change right now, just remember: this too shall pass. You're stronger and more resilient than you realize, and you've got a whole community of fellow adventurers cheering you on every step of the way.
#EmbraceChange #LifeJourney #GrowthMindset #AdventureAwaits #SelfDiscovery #SupportEachOther #StayCurious #Mindfulness #SelfCare #StayStrong #Community #Positivity #KeepMovingForward #YouGotThis #TumbleThroughLife
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jashercist · 2 months
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[*pats Odysseus's head* This bean can fit so many emotions in him] Odysseus slammed his bedroom door, rattling the pieces on his chessboard and the writing utensils on his desk. He paced the room, trying to calm himself down, but his chest felt tight, and his hands shook. A lump started to form in his throat, and tears began to collect in his eyes. He shouldn’t cry. He can’t cry! There was no reason to break over something he couldn’t change. 
But he couldn’t help it. Odysseus sank to the floor, his emotions crashing into him as he curled into himself. 
Odysseus heard a knock at the door, but he stayed quiet. He thought if he didn’t answer, whoever it was would leave.
“Odysseus? Are you ok?” 
It was Polites. Odysseus immediately felt his throat tighten in guilt. He pushed him. He pushed his best friend. Odysseus could have hurt him! Why was Polites here? How could Polites be so stubborn to forgive anyone no matter what? He shouldn’t have to. Odysseus felt like he didn’t deserve Polites’s forgiveness so quickly. 
“Go away,” Odysseus replied. 
He felt the pang of embarrassment. His voice sounded weak and strained. It would be obvious to anyone that he was crying. 
“We’re coming in anyway, alright?” 
Odysseus looked at the floor as the door creaked open. He regretted not locking it as Polites and Eurylochus entered and sat beside Odysseus. 
“I told you to go away.” 
“We’re not going to leave you,” Eurylochus said. 
“It’s not good to be alone when you’re this upset. You’re so out of it you’re shaking!” Polites added, putting a hand on Odysseus’s shoulder. 
“I’m sorry…” Odysseus whispered.
Polites tilted his head. “For what?”
“I shouldn’t have pushed you like that,” Odysseus said, his voice breaking, “Everything these last few days was too much, and it all felt like it was crashing in on me, and I just… I don’t like her like that.”
“And that’s okay,” Polites said as he put his arms around Odysseus, “It’s no good bottling your emotions like that, alright? You have to tell us what’s wrong if something doesn’t seem right so we can help you.”
“We’re here for you, Odysseus,” Eurylochus said, “We’ll listen.”
“And we won’t think any less of you if you tell us how you feel. You’re our brother, Odysseus. We care about you.”
Odysseus buried his head in Polites’s shoulder and allowed himself to fully let go. He wrapped his arms around Polites tightly, and Polites held him close as he sobbed. Odysseus felt Eurylochus hug him from behind, and the little prince counted himself lucky to have such good friends. He turned into a blubbering mess, barely able to get out words of appreciation between the hiccups and sobs. Polites and Eurylochus held him regardless until Odysseus could pull himself together.
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