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1. When I was a kid, my parents had to leave me in their friends' houses for days, because at that time, they had to work in different areas and I basically lived more than 20 houses until I turned in to 12. I actually kinda like it, cos it really helped me to have lot of experiences with people I 'd never known.

2. I'm currently studying at a girls' college, and it is a beautiful place with a tiny wood inside of it. Me and my friends used to study for our exams under huge trees and wonderful playing areas with yellow flowers shattered everywhere on the grasses...

3. In weekends, I visit a historical site which was built by Dutches in our town, which is situated near the sea. I have always loved the sea beaches, and it actually heals my mind when I do nothing but sit on a ruin or the fort, watching the way waves splatter on rocks.

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Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart.

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till the storm passes

PJO RAREPAIR WEEK (DAY 4): Hurt/Comfort

Pairing: Jason/Reyna (Jeyna)

Word Count: 1124

This fic is based on Seven by Taylor Swift. Shoutout to @exqviseit for the idea ily bestie. Also they aren't exactly seven here but the vibes are there and that's what's important

Jason could hear them. Even over the deafening rain pounding on his windows and the winds rattling the trees in the lawn, he could hear the yells from next door. The sounds of a man raising his voice and the slightly shriller voice of a girl shouting back at him.

From his bed, he could vaguely make out the outlines of Mr. Avila and Hylla next door, both of them moving around the living room of their home. He hoped they would stop. He knew Reyna would be up in her room, head buried in a pillow, and talking to herself to drown out the noise. But today, that might not be enough.

He knew the situation was bad in the Avila household. Ever since Mrs. Avila had left the family one fine day last summer, Mr. Avila had spiraled into drinking. Jason was more aware of this than he wanted to be, thanks to the many, many times his infuriating step mother had brought it up during dinner, as she tried to fill his father in on the “neighbourhood gossip”. Ever since then, Hylla had been getting into more fights with Mr. Avila, some of them lasting well into the night.

Jason would always know whenever they fought. Even if he couldn’t hear them through his window, he knew by the dark circles under Reyna’s eyes the next day at school that she hadn’t slept all night.

Sometimes, he wished he could just bring her home and have her stay with him. But he knew his parents would never agree to that. That didn’t stop him from dreaming of a day when both of them could get away from their families and run. Far away from the little neighbourhood they lived in, far from the identical houses with picket fences and manicured lawns to places he could genuinely be free.

He was startled from his train of thought by a loud sound near his window. He blinked twice, thinking he had imagined it, when it happened again. He slowly got up from his bed, making his way to the window, wondering if a bird had accidentally landed on the sill and was now trying to get in. As he looked out the glass, he saw a small figure standing right below him, absolutely drenched by the rain, throwing tiny stones.

Reyna.

Jason quickly pulled open his window and called out, “Hold on, I’ll open the door for you,” just as another stone flew up, narrowly missing his cheek.

His brain had already started thinking of ways he could open the main door and smuggle Reyna into his room without his parents hearing him, but before he could turn around, Reyna had started climbing on the lean birch next to his window.

He knew Reyna could handle herself, having seen her climb the trees around their neighbourhood multiple times, but the storm outside was relentless. He gnawed on his lip slightly, hoping that she wouldn’t fall from the thin branches and break her arm, but again, this was Reyna. In a matter of minutes, she had pushed herself through his window and now stood in his room, dripping water on the carpet.

“Hold on,” Jason whispered, opening up his cupboard and bringing out his favourite towel, an old blue one with superman logos, hoping it would bring a smile to her face. He handed it to Reyna, who accepted it with a muttered thanks. As she wiped away the water from her arms, Jason couldn’t help noticing the separate tracks of water from her eyes, very obviously not from the rain. He wanted to comfort her but he knew a single wrong step could frighten her more.

Jason made his way to the bed, pulled back the covers and sat down. Reyna followed, taking a seat next to him. The room was dead quiet for a few minutes.

Then Reyna slowly moved closer to him, tentatively laying her head on his shoulder. Jason gave a small smile before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Jason could feel her steady breathing on his skin as she meddled with the ends of her hair.

He murmured, “You know you’re safe with me, right?”

“Yeah,” she said, letting out a small sigh. “It’s just... I bother you too much.”

Jason shook his head, exasperatedly. “Rey, you know you’re not a bother. You need to understand that..”

She lifted her head from his shoulder, looking into his eyes with that desolate look that made his heart clench painfully. She whispered, “Then why do they always treat me like one?”

In that moment, Jason was tempted to go over next door and yell at her family till his voice became hoarse but that wasn't what Reyna needed. He gazed at her face, lifting his hand to her face to push away a stray strand of hair, and said, “I don’t know Rey, but they must be insane to do that. God, you’re one of the best people I know. I just…” he paused, wiping away a tear trickling from Reyna’s eye, “I just want to run away from here with you. Like far far away, where we can just be ourselves.”

Reyna let out a shaky breath. “I’d like that as well. Just you and me.”

She paused and silence fell upon the room again, silence that filled the little spaces between their bodies. Jason cautiously lifted his hand from Reyna’s shoulder to her hair, lightly running his fingers through her hair. He felt her tense against his chest for a second, before relaxing again. They stayed like that for a timeless minute, just the both of them in his small room.

The silence was broken when Reyna murmured, “I wish they’d stop yelling...I don’t think I can take it anymore. Day after day of both of them losing their minds and breaking things. I just wish I could have a day where I can fall asleep in peace and wake up to a normal house.” She let out a small sigh. “But that’s too naïve to hope for.”

Jason grabbed her hand, holding it in his hands as his words came out in a frenzied mess. “It's not naïve and one day, you’ll have it, I swear!”

She gave him a small smile. “What if I want you there?”

“Then you’ll have me too.”

Reyna wrapped her arms around him as he held her as close as possible. “I love you, Jay,” she said, her voice muffled against his shirt.

“I love you too, Rey Rey,”

Later that night, as they sat next to each other, reading his comic books, she asked, “You’ll stay with me? Till the storm passes.?”

He smiled. “Till forever.”

She smiled back.

Omg would you look at that....a not angsty jeyna fanfic from me....Anyways please do reblog and comment it really does mean a lot.

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Weird and Wonderful Irregular Galaxies

Spiral and elliptical galaxies seem neatly put together, but what happened to irregular galaxies? Irregular galaxies have one-of-a-kind shapes and many look like blobs! Why do they look the way they do? Astronomers think the uniqueness of these galaxies results from their interactions with other galaxies — like when they pass close to one another or even collide!

Looking back at the early universe with the help of our Hubble Space Telescope’s “deep field” observations, astronomers can peek at galaxies millions and billions of light-years away. They noticed that these far-away galaxies appear unusually messy, showing more star formation and mergers than galaxies closer to the Milky Way.

We also see irregular galaxies closer to home, though. Some may form when two galaxies pass close together in a near-miss. When this happens, their gravity pulls stars out of place in both galaxies, messing up the neat structure they originally had as spiral or elliptical galaxies. Think of it like this: you happen to have a pile of papers sitting at the edge of a table and when someone passes close by the papers become ruffled and may scatter everywhere! Even though the two galaxies never touched, gravity's effects leave them looking smeared or distorted.

Some irregular galaxies result from the collision between two galaxies. And while some of these look like a blob of stars and dust, others form dazzling ring galaxies! Scientists think these may be a product of collisions between small and large galaxies. These collisions cause ripples that disturb both galaxies, throwing dust, gas, and stars outward. When this happens, it pushes out a ring of material, causing gas clouds to collide and spark the birth of new stars. After just a few million years, stars larger than our Sun explode as supernovae, leaving neutron stars and black holes throughout the ring!

Not all galaxy collisions create irregular galaxies — our Milky Way spiral galaxy has gone through many mergers but has stayed intact! And for some interacting galaxies, being an irregular galaxy may just be a phase in their transformation. We’re observing them at a snapshot in time where things are messy, but they may eventually become neat and structured spirals and ellipticals.

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