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Events (Baekhyun)

Pairing: Baekyun x Reader

Type: Soulmate AU

Requests: OPEN

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by ethereal-baek


You and your soulmate are connected by events - you have a different important event your soulmate will face written on you every day…


  • you always woke up excited to look at your arm
  • every day was like a new adventure for you to imagine
  • every day, a new event was written on your arm
  • when you were very young, you would read “playdate” or “first day of school” on your arm
  • as you grew up, events began to change
  • you would see things like “vocal lessons” or “prepare for audition”
  • you were confused, not really knowing where your soulmate was headed
  • one day, you woke up to see “AUDITION” in big letters on your arm
  • you had no idea what the audition was for, but you secretly prayed that your soulmate would do well
  • whatever it was, you had a feeling that it would go well
  • sure enough, the next morning on your arm was “first day as SM trainee”
  • you figured at that point your soulmate had to be an idol
  • and, you had a great feeling that they were going to be amazing at it
  • meanwhile, you went a different route
  • you decided that you wanted to become a dancer
  • you didn’t like being up front, so you stuck to being a backup dancer 
  • you had been part of quite a few projects and mv’s and you were very excited about everything you worked on
  • and so, that is where you stayed for the next few years, content with what you were doing
  • all these years, Baekhyun never could have guessed what his soulmate was doing
  • every day was a new random thing that appeared on his arm
  • naturally when he was younger, it was always something like “test today” or “studying with friends” or something
  • as he grew up, he saw things like “recital today” and “dance practice” pop up as well
  • he could only assume that his soulmate was also interested in being an idol
  • but, even after he got in, he would still see “training” and “practice” on his arm
  • that was one of the last things he saw written before his life became more hectic than he could have ever imagined
  • after debuting and becoming even more popular than he expected, Baekhyun had stopped keeping track of his soulmate’s events
  • on top of that, his marker would always be covered by the stylists to avoid any controversy with the fans
  • time passed, and you watched as your soulmate became even busier
  • after seeing “DEBUT” pop up on your arm, you knew that it was going to be an even greater challenge to find them
  • even so, you still made sure to always wish them the best before going back to your own life
  • time passed, and you became a dance instructor at a very well-known studio
  • you helped out in whatever way you can, helping with technique and choreography
  • you were still brought into a few different companies to help out with their dances as well, and you also got many recommendations
  • one day, you were hired to help out as a backup dancer on an mv for EXO-CBX, which you were told was a sub-unit for the group EXO
  • you learned the choreography with the other dancers, not really paying attention to the changing words on your arm
  • you had heard how much of a big deal EXO was, and you didn’t want to take any chances
  • you didn’t even notice that the morning you were going to start rehearsing with the sub-unit that the words on your arm had changed
  • they had changed to say “Meet Soulmate” thats you
  • you woke up that morning and got ready, just like you had every other day
  • you got dressed and got your gym bag ready, heading out into the day to make it to the studio
  • you got there a bit early, so you had the room all to yourself
  • you went over the choreography that you had learned, making sure that you had it right before waiting for the others to arrive
  • slowly, more of the other dancers arrived and you all began to dance together
  • as you were rehearsing, someone knocked on the door to the studio
  • you paused the song and the door opened, and the three members of the sub-unit walked in
  • as soon as they did, one of the members immediately caught your eye
  • you had no idea what you were expecting, but you could have sworn your heart stopped when he walked in
  • he was, in a word, cute
  • that was the only way that you could really describe him
  • you felt even more flustered when he sent a soft smile your way
  • they all introduced themselves, and you all got to work to make sure that everyone was on the same page
  • during one of the short breaks that you had, you took of the jacket you were wearing
  • that was when you finally noticed what it said on your arm
  • “Meet Soulmate”
  • you knew that your soulmate must have been an idol…
  • could your soulmate have been one of the guys from the sub-unit?
  • you hadn’t seen this pop up before today
  • you knew it couldn’t have been one of the other dancers because you’ve already met them all
  • “You okay? We’re starting again,” you heard a voice from behind you
  • you jumped and whipped around to see that it was Baekhyun, one of the guys you were working with
  • “I’m fine, sorry. I’ll be over in a second,” you told him
  • “I never caught your name earlier,” he mentioned
  • “Its (Y/N),” you muttered
  • he nodded in acknowledgement and went back to the group, you following soon after
  • you took another look at your arm
  • could Baekyun…be your soulmate? yes, yes he can be
  • you walked back to the group to start dancing again, and you were noticeably more nervous this time
  • you began to make a few more mistakes than before, since your head was in a different place now
  • eventually, you were called out by the head choreographer
  • “(Y/N), what’s going on? Where is your head?” they asked you loudly, making your heart pound in your ears
  • you started to squeak out a soft apology, mentally smacking yourself to try and get back to reality
  • “Do you mind if I talk to (Y/N) for a second?” you heard Baekhyun ask
  • your head shot up and your eyes widened
  • why on earth would he want to talk to you?
  • they gave him a small nod of approval before starting the music again for the others
  • you followed Baekhyun outside the room, feeling every fiber of your being tense up from nervousness
  • “Are you sure you are feeling okay? You looked like you had seen a ghost in there,” he asked you.
  • “I’m fine, I promise…I just…have a lot on my mind right now…” you tried to come up with a better excuse, cringing when you spoke
  • “Would it have anything to do with the soulmate marker on your arm?”
  • your breath got caught in your throat
  • had he seen your arm?
  • “N-no, it’s not -” you were about to continue when he interrupted you
  • “You don’t have to lie, I saw it when we were dancing,” he started. “If its any consolation, I know how you feel.” 
  • he lifted up his sleeve to show you that he had writing on his arm as well
  • and it said “Meet Soulmate”
  • you were completely dumbfounded
  • “Do you really think…we could be soulmates?”
  • “Only one way to find out,” he reached out his hand for you to take
  • you were hesitant, wondering if he was really serious
  • he gave and encouraging nod and a soft smile, and you felt that you could trust him
  • you slowly reached your hand out and placed it in his 
  • he slowly encased your fingers with his, running his thumb over your knuckles 
  • you smiled at each other, and there was a beat of awkward silence before you felt it
  • it felt like someone was tattooing something on your arm, the needle like sensation running over where your soulmate marker was
  • you looked and saw that the writing on your arm had changed
  • instead of it saying “Meet Soulmate”, it now said something else
  • it said “FOUND”
  • “I guess we’re soulmates,” you gasped.
  • Baekhyun smiled at you before scooping you up in his arms, spinning you around as he giggled in your ear
  • he put you down a few moments later before taking both your hands in his, placing a gentle kiss on the backs of them
  • “I had no idea that I was so lucky to have you as a soulmate,” he told you.
  • “What do you mean?” you asked him, extremely confused
  • “I’ve beed admiring your work for a long time. You’re talented. When I heard that you were going to be working on this mv, I almost exploded,” he told you, enunciating every word with energy
  • that’s when the head choreographer poked his head out of the door of the studio 
  • “If you two lovebirds are finished, we need to continue in here and we need both of you. Finish it up,” they barked at you.
  • they slammed the door shut, and the two of you looked at each other with bashful looks on your faces
  • “Want to do back in and dance, soulmate?” he asked you, gesturing exaggeratedly to the door
  • “I would love too,” you indulged him and walked past him, going back in to the dance room
  • needless to say, the head choreographer was very pleased when he saw how much more energy and focus you were putting into the dance
  • once you all had finished, you went over to gather your things and head out for the day
  • that’s when you felt a hand rest on the small of your back
  • “You, me, drinks tonight?” you heard Baekhyun ask from behind you, whispering in your ear
  • you giggled nervously, and you felt your face heat up
  • “I’m there,” you accepted.
  • you felt his hand slip off and a piece of paper slip into your hand
  • “See you tonight,” he whispered too you before walking away
  • you opened the folded piece of paper to see that he had written his number, as well as the name of a small bar where you would be meeting that night
  • you turned over the paper to see a little note
  • “Can’t wait for forever with you. -Baek”
  • you felt your heart explode 
  • you would have never expected to have met your soulmate in this way
  • by a crazy turn of events, you had been found 

For anyone planning any type of school/community/club/activist event, or for any teachers/professors planning important in-class activities, here is the schedule of Jewish holidays this fall (2017):

Rosh Hashanah:  Evening of Wed 9/20, days of Thurs 9/21 and Fri 9/22

Yom Kippur:  Evening of Fri 9/29 and day of Sat 9/30

Most Jews won’t be able to attend events or classes on those holidays.  They’re the most important days of our year.  Please avoid scheduling important events or activities on them, just as it would be inappropriate to schedule important events or class activities on Christmas.

Please reblog, even if you’re not Jewish yourself!  Thank you <3 

I honestly don’t get why people are so pushy when someone says no????

Like please don’t make me feel bad about not wanting to do something I already have enough anxiety as it is

YOU ARE ALLOWED TO SAY NO TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR MENTAL HEALTH

YOU ARE ALLOWED TO SAY NO BECAUSE IT GIVES YOU ANXIETY

YOU ARE ALLOWED TO SAY NO WITHOUT NEEDING A REASON

Why is this so hard for people to understand??????

The Zodiac Signs After Spilling Something on Themselves at an Important Event (And Subsequently Staining Their Clothes)

Tries to wipe off the stain, and, if they don’t succeed, cover the stain up and hope no one notices: Aries, Taurus, Sagittarius, Aquarius, Pisces

Spends ages in the bathroom trying to remove the stain, and if they fail, rearranges the outfit so no one can see: Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra

Leaves the party: Scorpio, Capricorn

For anyone planning any type of school/community/club/activist event or party, the first two nights of Passover this year (2018) are:

Friday night 3/30

Saturday night 3/31

Most Jews won’t be able to attend events on these nights. Passover is one of the most important Jewish holidays, and most Jews will be attending a communal meal with their families or communities on these two nights.

Please avoid scheduling important events then, just as it would be inappropriate to schedule important events on Christmas Eve.

In addition, most Jews avoid products containing wheat, barley, etc during Passover, which begins (as mentioned above) on Friday night 3/30 and ends in the evening of Saturday 4/7. While it is okay (though not ideal) to schedule events during that week, if you are and the main food/drink involves cookies, bread, pasta, flour, cake, beer, etc, please provide an alternate food for Jewish participants.

Please reblog, even if you’re not Jewish yourself! Thank you 💙

13 Reasons to Have an Out-of-This-World Friday (the 13th)

1. Not all of humanity is bound to the ground

Since 2000, the International Space Station has been continuously occupied by humans. There, crew members live and work while conducting important research that benefits life on Earth and will even help us eventually travel to deep space destinations, like Mars.

2. We’re working to develop quieter supersonic aircraft that would allow you to travel from New York to Los Angeles in 2 hours

We are working hard to make flight greener, safer and quieter – all while developing aircraft that travel faster, and building an aviation system that operates more efficiently. Seventy years after Chuck Yeager broke the sound barrier in the Bell X-1 aircraft, we’re continuing that supersonic X-plane legacy by working to create a quieter supersonic jet with an aim toward passenger flight.

3. The spacecraft, rockets and systems developed to send astronauts to low-Earth orbit as part of our Commercial Crew Program is also helping us get to Mars

Changes to the human body during long-duration spaceflight are significant challenges to solve ahead of a mission to Mars and back. The space station allows us to perform long duration missions without leaving Earth’s orbit.

Although they are orbiting Earth, space station astronauts spend months at a time in near-zero gravity, which allows scientists to study several physiological changes and test potential solutions. The more time they spend in space, the more helpful the station crew members can be to those on Earth assembling the plans to go to Mars.

4. We’re launching a spacecraft in 2018 that will go “touch the Sun”

In the summer of 2018, we’re launching Parker Solar Probe, a spacecraft that will get closer to the Sun than any other in human history. Parker Solar Probe will fly directly through the Sun’s atmosphere, called the corona. Getting better measurements of this region is key to understanding our Sun. 

For instance, the Sun releases a constant outflow of solar material, called the solar wind. We think the corona is where this solar wind is accelerated out into the solar system, and Parker Solar Probe’s measurements should help us pinpoint how that happens.  

5. You can digitally fly along with spacecraft…that are actually in space…in real-time!

NASA’s Eyes are immersive, 3D simulations of real events, spacecraft locations and trajectories. Through this interactive app, you can experience Earth and our solar system, the universe and the spacecraft exploring them. Want to watch as our Juno spacecraft makes its next orbit around Juno? You can! Or relive all of the Voyager mission highlights in real-time? You can do that too! Download the free app HERE to start exploring.

6. When you feel far away from home, you can think of the New Horizons spacecraft as it heads toward the Kuiper Belt, and the Voyager spacecraft are beyond the influence of our sun…billions of miles away

Our New Horizons spacecraft completed its Pluto flyby in July 2015 and has continued on its way toward the Kuiper Belt. The spacecraft continues to send back important data as it travels toward deeper space at more than 32,000 miles per hour, and is ~3.2 billion miles from Earth.

In addition to New Horizons, our twin Voyager 1 and 2 spacecraft are exploring where nothing from Earth has flown before. Continuing on their more-than-37-year journey since their 1977 launches, they are each much farther away from Earth and the sun than Pluto. In August 2012, Voyager 1 made the historic entry into interstellar space, the region between the stars, filled with material ejected by the death of nearby stars millions of years ago.

7. There are humans brave enough to not only travel in space, but venture outside space station to perform important repairs and updates during spacewalks

Just this month (October 2017) we’ve already had two spacewalks on the International Space Station…with another scheduled on Oct. 20. 

Spacewalks are important events where crew members repair, maintain and upgrade parts of the International Space Station. These activities can also be referred to as EVAs – Extravehicular Activities. Not only do spacewalks require an enormous amount of work to prepare for, but they are physically demanding on the astronauts. They are working in the vacuum of space in only their spacewalking suit. 

8. Smart people are up all night working in control rooms all over NASA to ensure that data keeps flowing from our satellites and spacecraft

Our satellites and spacecraft help scientists study Earth and space. Missions looking toward Earth provide information about clouds, oceans, land and ice. They also measure gases in the atmosphere, such as ozone and carbon dioxide and the amount of energy that Earth absorbs and emits. And satellites monitor wildfires, volcanoes and their smoke.

9. A lot of NASA-developed tech has been transferred for use to the public

Our Technology Transfer Program highlights technologies that were originally designed for our mission needs, but have since been introduced to the public market. HERE are a few spinoff technologies that you might not know about.

10. We have a spacecraft currently traveling  to an asteroid to collect a sample and bring it back to Earth

OSIRIS-REx is our first-ever mission that will travel to an asteroid and bring a sample of it back to Earth. Currently, the spacecraft is on its way to asteroid Bennu where it will survey and map the object before it “high-fives” the asteroid with its robotic arm to collect a sample, which it will send to Earth.

If everything goes according to plan, on Sept. 24, 2023, the capsule containing the asteroid sample will make a soft landing in the Utah desert.

11. There are Earth-sized planets outside our solar system that may be habitable

To date, we have confirmed 3,000+ exoplanets, which are planets outside our solar system that orbit a Sun-like star. Of these 3,000, some are in the habitable zone – where the temperature is just right for liquid water to exist on the surface.  

Recently, our Spitzer Space Telescope revealed the first known system of SEVEN Earth-size planets around a single star. Three of these plants are firmly in the habitable zone, and could have liquid water on the surface, which is key to life as we know it.

12. Earth looks like art from space

In 1960, the United States put its first Earth-observing environmental satellite into orbit around the planet. Over the decades, these satellites have provided invaluable information, and the vantage point of space has provided new perspectives on Earth.

The beauty of Earth is clear, and the artistry ranges from the surreal to the sublime.

13. We’re building a telescope that will be able to see the first stars ever formed in the universe

Wouldn’t it be neat to see a period of the universe’s history that we’ve never seen before? That’s exactly what the James Webb Space Telescope (JWST) will be able to do…plus more!

Specifically, Webb will see the first objects that formed as the universe cooled down after the Big Bang. We don’t know exactly when the universe made the first stars and galaxies – or how for that matter. That is what we are building Webb to help answer.

Happy Friday the 13th! We hope it’s out-of-this-world!

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Death and Rebirth in The Last Jedi

“Whomever you’re waiting for on Jakku, they’re never coming back. But…there is someone who still could.” -Maz Kanata, The Force Awakens 

Originally posted by kellymarietran

Originally posted by pixelrey

After watching The Last Jedi, I believe that this line applies both to Rey and to Kylo, who both experience different variations of metaphorical death and rebirth in The Last Jedi. This is what I found to be the most important theme of the movie and symbols of death and rebirth are shown through-out the film in relation to both personal character arcs, as well as major plot points for the saga at large. All-in-all it sets up some interesting developments for the final installment…

Sunset and Dawn: Death and Rebirth  

One of the most brilliant things about this movie is the use of the dawn and the sunset to symbolize the passing of the old and the arrival of the new on both personal levels for the characters, as well as for the Star Wars universe at large.

The following events occur at dawn:

Originally posted by seleniumdrive


  • The Force Bond: The force bond is the first thing to occur at dawn. Rey awakes, her hut shrouded in both darkness and the light from the rising sun, and senses Kylo Ren through the now active force bond.  During the first “Force Skype” session, Kylo refers to the bond as “something else,” something new, something that he has never seen or heard about before. The force is connecting these two—one dark, one light—and this jump-starts the theme of balance in this film (that will most likely continue into episode 9). It is no coincidence that Rey is taught to feel the balance around her right after the force bond awakens.
  • The Discovery of the Hole Beneath Ahch-To: Along with discovering the ins and outs of the force (the balance of the island), as well as the force bond, Rey is also introduced to the darkness calling her beneath the island. This is important since it sets up a pivotal moment in her arc that will eventually signal the beginning of her rebirth.
  • The Burning of the Force Tree: When Luke goes to burn the force tree, you can see the light of the dawn peering out from behind the clouds. In this scene Yoda and Luke burn the force tree—a  significant moment in the film as it symbolizes the end of the Jedi. However, while it signifies the end of the Jedi, it also symbolizes the start of something new (and maybe even “something else.”) I will touch on this more when I speak specifically to Rey’s rebirth.

These events occur at sunset:

  • Luke’s Lie: The conversation between Luke and Rey wherein Luke lies to Rey about Ben’s turn occurs at sunset. This is a conversation that not only represents the past, but also represents a crucial moment that will result in Rey’s disappointment and eventual loss of trust in Luke later on in the film. This is also where Rey pleads to Luke that she needs someone (Luke) to help her “find her place in all this.” However, Luke has nothing to offer Rey. There is nothing for Rey here. Not with Luke. Not at this time. To emphasize this, you can see the sunset on one side of her face, foreshadowing her eventual realization that what she needs is in the dark pit below the island and in the connection she has with Kylo (as stated before both things that are found at dawn).
  • The Final Face off Between Kylo and Luke: In likely the most beautiful scene of the entire film, the Kylo and Luke face off occurs during sunset wherein Luke finally confronts the nephew he has failed. This scene doesn’t exactly patch up old wounds but it allows both Luke and Ben to address what happened at the temple (granted in their own ways). In the end, however, it concludes with Luke forgiving himself for failing his nephew and with Kylo learning that the past can never die. Remnants will always stay behind. While Kylo doesn’t necessarily find complete solace in this moment, Kylo’s story will carry on. Luke’s, however, is over. His time has come and the guilt and shame he had felt is settled and sealed.
  • The Death of Luke Skywalker: Of course the most important event at sunset is the death of Luke Skywalker as he stares out at the binary sunset. Like the burning of the force tree, this scene symbolizes the passage of the Jedi—or at least the Jedi as we know them. The burning of the force tree (which occurs at dawn)—however—represents the force and the light. Burn it and the light will not die. As Luke said, however, when the Jedi die, they die. They do not carry the force within them and their death will not have any cosmic impact on the universe other than the personal end to their own journey. Luke Skywalker’s personal journey is done. His hand in Rey’s journey is over. As Yoda says “we are the ones they grow beyond.”

Rey’s Death, Purgatory, and Rebirth

Along with the events of death and rebirth that occur at sunset and dawn, respectively, Rey herself experiences a cycle of metaphorical death and rebirth during The Last Jedi.

Death

Descending into the pit below Ahch-To is the beginning of Rey’s rebirth.

Before Rey kneels before the pit, Rey is facing Kylo again through the force bond. In this instance, Kylo challenges Rey to confront her past, as well as the lie that was told to her by Luke (which happened, as I stated before during sunset) that Ben was solely responsible for the destruction of the Jedi Temple. Rey’s belief in Luke is tested along with her connection to and beliefs about her parents. Kylo pushes her and forces her to speak through thoughts and feelings that have plagued her for decades as he draws her closer and closer to her moment of rebirth.

Since he is the beginning of her “awakening” in this scene, we see Kylo bathed in light and Rey is shrouded in darkness. This deviates from the other force bond scenes. In the first force bond scene, Kylo is shrouded in darkness while Rey stands in the bright light of the dawn. In the second scene, the light is similar with neutral gray cool tones tinting both of their surroundings. The only difference is the falling water in her surroundings and the falling fiery sparks in his.

After her conversation with Kylo, Rey finally succumbs to the darkness under the island. She kneels before it. Eventually, Rey slips through the giant hole in the earth and crashes into a pool of water.

Now. There are many ways to interpret this scene. Right now my interpretation is that the dive through the hole in the ground into the water represents reentrance into the womb. At the bottom of the water there is the skeletal figure of the sea monster, representing death—or the opposite of birth.

Purgatory or “The In-between”

When Rey emerges from the water, she is caught in between–a purgatory that stretches on and on for what seems like forever with only her worst fear laid out before her. This is the fear that she is alone and has always been alone.

Rey narrates over the scene that she feels as if she is trapped, but her strength, determination, and stubbornness lead her forward until she finds the mirror. The mirror, however, only furthers her own personal nightmare, at least to her at this point in time. When all she sees is herself, she feels as if she has found no answers.

Feeling lonely and lost, Rey contacts Kylo for answers.

There is a lot to be said about how Kylo is indeed the figure on the other side of the glass. The most important thing about this, however, is that Rey does not consciously identify him. The mirror scene is a huge meta unto itself so I will not be focusing on why Kylo is on the other side of the mirror. The important thing to note here is that her not consciously identifying Kylo on the other end of the mirror—meaning that her future is clouded to her–signifies that she is still trapped between death (unwillingness to search the darkness for answers) and life (the acceptance of the past and the start of a new beginning). Still clinging to the need to understand and see her parents, she recognizes only herself.

After the fourth force bond scene with Kylo where she makes up her mind to leave the island and find the answers she truly needs, Rey arrives on The Supremacy.

Rebirth

Originally posted by victoriaponds

Rey arrives on the Supremacy to meet Kylo in an escape pod that looks very similar to a glass coffin, lying flat on her back, her hands crossed across her chest clutching her lightsaber to her. The Art of The Last Jedi confirms that the escape pod is indeed meant to look like a coffin and Rian explains that it was inspired by C.S. Lewis’s novel Perelandra. However, as many have pointed out the scene is hard not to interpret as an allusion to Snow White wherein Rey is the still sleeping princess stuck between life and death, waiting to be awoken. This is made even more apparent when she sees Kylo Ren for the first time and he gazes down at her like a prince, looking the best he has looked the whole film. Unlike every other scene in the film, he doesn’t look like he has just come off crying for 5 hours with no sleep. Even more telling, when the metaphorical sleeping princess’s metaphorical prince opens the “casket” the darkness in the escape pod is eradicated by brilliant light.

Rey eventually finds her rebirth in this “prince.” Although instead of a kiss, the prince bestows upon her the truth, a truth that she has always known. He coaxes it out of her and forces her to finally admit that her parents are indeed nothing, that her parents indeed abandoned her for their own selfish desires, and that her parents were indeed dead the whole time, buried right beneath her feet under the sands of Jakku. She is no longer stuck in a purgatory of unanswered questions and denial, she is free of the burden and the pain and is finally awake; reborn.

In this moment, she is able to at least begin to see her new life. It is a life where she can let go of her past and begin to realize that her ambitions and goals are not tied down by attempting to find a place within the story. She can begin her own story and find her own unique place within it. While I think we’ll see more of this development in 9, her decision to leave Kylo when he refuses to join her signifies this change. She flees The Supremacy, rejoins Chewie on the Falcon, and goes to save the Resistance, feeling that perhaps nobody else can be the hope the galaxy needs but her.

Rey’s moment of rebirth culminates in the levitation of rocks to free the Resistance from being destroyed by the First Order. Traditionally rock formations symbolize the passing of one life into the next and the cycle of death and rebirth. As Luke says “the rebellion is reborn,” as well as the Jedi. They are not going to be quite the same as they were. That time has passed, signified by the burning of the force tree—trees traditionally representing life (or in other words the life that will be reborn in another life, holding onto certain similarities but ultimately forging a new, unmarked path).

Originally posted by itsaliena

Kylo’s Death and Purgatory

I have already established Kylo as the metaphorical prince in this story who helps the heroine find her new path. Of course, the irony with Kylo is that not only is the princess awoken with the help of a dead prince, the princess uses the help of the dead prince to forge a new path away from the ideology he is tied down to.

Originally posted by reylox

Death

While Rey travels through a full cycle of death to rebirth, Kylo Ren—while not static—does remain “dead” for the majority of the film. Even when he bests his master, his abuser, his tormenter, he is still unable to break free from his manipulation.

The issue is that Kylo believes he already had his awakening. He believes he has already been reborn when he killed his father.

Kylo is wrong. He sees the past as something not to be understood and accepted as Rey does, but as something to be destroyed. Kylo—in a fit of rage to leave everything in his past unforgiven—wants to destroy it, to crush it, to bury it. He doesn’t face it—he smothers it.  

He hopes to bring Rey to this point. However, she is able to move beyond destroying the past and while I am unsure whether or not she has fully accepted it, she is level headed enough to know that destruction will not solve her problems. So when Kylo proposes the galaxy to Rey—ironically and rather tragically in front of his former master’s corpse, the very monster who made him “deceased—”Rey has no choice but to reject him at this moment in time.

After being rejected, Kylo attempts to find another way to channel his new found freedom. Although, burdened with deep emotional scars, likely some very heavy brainwashing, and now the hurt of being left by the only person he ever saw any kind of future with, he tragically becomes exactly what his abuser said he would become: a child in a mask.

The final moments of the film, our “Renperor” is purposefully comical. He leads the First Order with a military strategy so embarrassing I don’t even know how they were able to organize themselves well enough to get on the planet at all. He leads emotionally, looking to destroy everything and anybody. And in doing so screams and orders people around like an angry upset child, hidden behind the mask of his grandfather. This is shown through the various Darth Vader throwbacks including force choking Hux and strutting down the ramp of his command shuttle in a dramatic fashion, his cape billowing in the breeze.

Purgatory or “The In-between”

Originally posted by soupyup

Kylo does eventually begin to reach that “in between” stage in the last 5 minutes of this film.

Kylo begins to understand—thanks to his failed battle with Luke Skywalker—that he could be wrong.  This is triggered by his realization that Luke is correct; that his father and his uncle will always be with him, in some capacity. He can never entirely eliminate the past like he has tried so desperately to do.

Kylo’s realization is solidified to the audience when he finds his father’s dice—an object that he likely knew in another time, in another life before Snoke. The dice symbolize his old life, the life he has parted from, and the life that he has metaphorically materialized from (“death”) and the life that now haunts him in the “in between” (purgatory).

By touching the dice, the bond reignites between Rey and Kylo and we are drawn back into the connection between these two tragic halves of a whole. Here we clearly see Rey’s determined face. As the character who is “reborn” she stands tall above him as he kneels before her. Kylo, on the other hand, looks distraught and tormented. You can see that he realizes he is wrong and that he has to find another way out of the torture and bitterness he has towards his past. He is now where Rey was in the middle of this film after she had descended into the pit on Ahch-To. Just as Rey had knelt before the pit before falling into its abyss and coming up into nothing by visions of her lonely self, Kylo kneels before Rey and the memory of his father. He has moved past the unwillingness to accept any other path but destruction of the past but also—as far as we know– has not accepted another way out.

Going off of this, my speculation for 9 is that Kylo will experience a similar rebirth as Rey did in The Last Jedi. However, the path will not be the same and the outcome will not be the same. I don’t think Ben Solo will necessarily be “redeemed” in the traditional sense, but I have no doubt that Ben Solo—for once in his life—will find out who he really is and—like Rey—will discover where his place was always meant to be.

✧ *.🎃Samhain Solitary Rituals🎃*✧

As the air grows cooler and the winds begin to howl and rip the dead leaves from trees, we know the veil is thin and Samhain is near! After the equinox, which was equal parts night and day, Samhain marks the time of the wheel that we descend into the darker half of the year. It’s this time of the year that communication and connection to the spirit world is a lot easier and we’ve grown accustomed to making wards to protect the home from malevolent energy in the form of jack o lanterns and lights. On a positive note it is a time to leave out treats and foods for passed away loved ones and to remember them. It’s the final harvest full of well spiced comfort autumn foods as well as a ‘New Year’ since it’s a sabbat that honors the natural cycle of death and sees it as a form of transformation.

A lot of us witches practice alone and have our own solitary rituals for each sabbat that we observe (or the ones we’ve created just for ourselves that we observe alone!) Like any solitary eclectic witch I do things my own different way but some of these things might line up with others practices. I do refer to some of the equinoxes/solstices/crossquarters by their celtic sabbat names but I celebrate them in a secular animist way and treat the wheel of the year I celebrate as more of an argrarian cycle and celebrating nature. I use sabbat names as a point of reference and also people that do celebrate these witches sabbats more traditionally might find value in my personal practice!  Here is my personal correspondences post and my personal samhain tag!

When I am alone and casting spells a lot of it is visualization/intent so my solitary rituals are more like activities I like to do then specifically casting a spell. If I am doing a spell with an activity based on it a lot would be listening to music to get in the mood and focusing on a candle while visualizing for a period of time! Eves are also important to my celebration as I like to stay up until midnight and cast a spell then!


Hallow’s Eve

Tuesday October 31st 2017

  • Dressing up in your most witchiest
    Ok every year I’m a witch, whether it’s just a lazy witch in my black clothing or an over the top kitschy witch with colorful hair and electric colored make up, but I just like to have these looks casually on Halloween day cause its amazing and a chance for me to be myself!

  • Pumpkin Carving!
    If you haven’t already tonight is definitely the night for pumpkin carving! Write sigils inside your pumpkin for protective magic. I love this DIY for a pumpkin indoor lantern cause it shows how to rub spices like cinnamon and nutmeg inside to achieve that sent of pumpkin pie in the home. Use electric candles instead of flame if you want it to last the night since the flame’s heat will cook the pumpkin.

  • Mini Pumpkin Tea lights
    Also an easier alternative to carving if you don’t have much time. Even gutting the mini pumpkins takes a lot of time for me but doing so and filling them with a black tea light will make an excellent centerpiece either for your altar or feast table!

  • Making Candy Apples
    I associate candy coated sweet red apples with halloween (and caramel/maple sugar on granny smith for mabon) and I love how you can make the candy various colors like a poisonous black or vibrant blood red!

  • Setting sweets aside for spirits
    So everyone has spirits that chill with them and it would be great to show appreciation for the positive spirits that surround you. Set some sweets on a dish and make a tiny altar for them in your space.

  • Enjoying sweets while doing crafts!
    Enjoy some of that halloween candy for yourself! My favorite treats on this night are chocolate coated donuts, reeses cups, cider sugar donuts, red licorice and apple cider.

  • Watching a spooky or Halloween themed movie
    Or halloween themed film. My favorite will always be the 80s halloween special The Worst Witch with Tim curry. I watch it religiously.

  • Spirit Contact
    I wouldn’t suggest using an Ouija board or doing any communication with spirits if you have never had experience. They can be rude and harass you, YET if you are experienced and know how to guard yourself, then this is a great night to play with an ouija board! (PS I think Ouija Girl has a great informative blog about working with ouija boards. Here is her FAQ page. But still, it’s always better to do work with a medium or someone with experience than trying to figure it out alone).

    A safer experience for someone with no spirit communication experience is attending a seance! In NYC there are a few mediums that hold seances monthly. I love the one at Catland in Brooklyn, the mediums that host the event there are fantastic. It might be hard to attend an authentic one on Halloween night since a lot of people will want to just try to cash in on creating a 'spooky’ experience, but if you really want, try to get in contact with mediums and ask if they host any seance events. Important to know: usually the spirits that chill around you are guides and family and they might have more info to give you then you might be ready for. My first seance I really don’t know what to do with the info given to me but I really hope I make the best of it and don’t mess anything up.

  • Witches Flight
    This is like an extension of the previous point where if you have never done this before just completely disregard this suggestion cause flying is dangerous. For many years witches have flown on Halloween night to other realms using flying ointments.

  • Protective Magic:
    Finally, protect yourself from the high spirit activity with crystals like black tourmaline, obsidian and spirit quartz. Do protective spells for any cats you see or live with especially black cats since they tend to be targets.
      

Midnight Spell:

  • This sabbat honors the natural cycle of death and transformation. Focus on what you want to transform in your life. Magic on this night is very powerful so think about it before hand and make sure it is what you want for if you ask to transform something, you might find a lot of endings that suddenly occur in your life to lead to the transformations that you want. (There was a conversation on here I can no longer find but it was put  really nicely that death is not just some simple 'transformative’ process it can be very drastic, often very uncomfortable and if you are not ready though you ask for something to change, you might not be ready for the new obstacles that will be thrown at you. Just know that you will be ready for what you ask for.)
  • Some spell activities can be shuffling the deck visualizing what you want to change and then finding the death card and seeing the card that follows will be your answer to seek how you can further bring that transformation closer.
  • I’m a mixologist and enjoy working with liquor for rituals. I find fire to be a great transformer yet instead of burning something I prefer blessing a shot of whiskey or absinthe with my intent then taking it like liquid fire to transform me within. If you do not like alcohol or can not drink it for whatever reason you can perform this with hot apple cider instead!



Samhain Day

Wednesday, November 1st 2017

  • Upon the day I like to dress in complete black. My makeup is very dark and I wear long black dresses and veils. Depending on how you want to honor the dead, dress how you wish.

  • Gravesweeping
    Visit your loved ones on this day and leave flowers and gifts on their grave! If you want you can also visit any cemetery, yet make sure to practice good graveyard etiquette. Leave a penny by the gate, do not sit or lean on any tomb stones, of course don’t take anything from a grave. Be respectful of those whom are resting.

  • Close Your Garden
    This is a time to close the garden for the winter to come. Harvest the last fruits and herbs and bring in any delicate potted plants within the home.

  • Shadow Work
    Especially if you are looking to transform some aspect of your life this is a great time to do shadow work and look within if you are creating any obstacles for yourself. Get to know your shadow self, get to solve problems together. This is also an excellent day for divination and scrying.

  • Meditation and Energy Work by the base of a tree
    I love to do energy work on the days of the sabbats yet as the earth grows colder, the roots dig deeper and the world goes into hibernation. Sit at the base of a tree preferably with thick roots and feel it’s connection to the cold earth beneath you. Dig into yourself and see what needs to rest and what needs to be healed.

Evening
Celebratory Feast

  • So in many practices people like to host a dumb supper but instead I like to have a lively feast where everyone will share a story about someone they loved that passed away or a story of an ancestor in their family. At the end of each tale we toast our glasses to them! (And pour a little bit of drink to them or set aside a snack if they are not into alcohol.)

  • Hold a feast of rich comfort foods that are spiced and sweet like sweet potato mash, candied brown beans, pumpkin bread, smokey bourbon pulled pork or maple glazed beef brisket, roasted carrots and beets and (I personally love to make baked mac and cheese but its a fall comfort soul food for me). My Samhain feast is abundant with fall soul foods and sweet roots and spices. (here is a fantasy feast post and my personal feast post from last year)

  • If you are alone (as this is a solitary post), make a few fall dishes you deeply enjoy or cook the favorites of loved relatives that have passed away, eat some sweets and set out some offerings to passed away loved ones.

I want you to…

Fuck me until my legs tremble and I’m too tired to keep them open. Fuck me until I pass out. Fuck me until I can’t cum anymore. Fuck me until I can’t remember anyone else’s name but yours. Tell me I’m your fucking slut, I’m your fucking whore and you’re going to use me until you’re finished having your fun. Degrade me until I’m nothing then build me back up because you love and care about me and then degrade me again. Break me. Control me, get strict with me. Use hand signals instead of words. Punish me when I get them wrong. Make me gasp, moan, and scream. Teach those forgetful neighbors your name. Teach me a lesson when I talk back. Leave me tied up and blindfolded for hours on end. Tell me I belong to you because I’m your fucking property and you can do whatever the Fuck you want with me, whatever the Fuck you want to me. Make sure I never forget it. Make me drip with cum, your cum or mine. Send me out in public/to important events with no panties like that. Make me dripping wet and send me to important events like that. Make me wear a collar to classes, in front of my family, in front of my friends and your friends. Humiliate me, torture me, and dominate me. Make me like it. Don’t let me cum, edge me until you think i deserve to cum. Make me play with myself in front of you. Tease me with your cock but don’t fuck me. Make me cum from teasing me. Take me over your knee in front of our friends and family when I talk back to you, use hand signals in front of them. Play with my pussy under the blanket/table/in the car. Shove me against the wall the moment you walk in the door after a long day and rip my clothes off of me and fuck me. Make me your fucking slave. Tell me it’s for my own good.

Another Man (One Shot)

Inspired by this pic of drunk Harry at the Another Man launch party last year. He looked too fine to not write about. Sorry if I hyped it up too much and isn’t as filthy as y’all expected.

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The bones in my feet cracked and a long groan emitted from my body as I stretched from my head to my toes. I had been cramped up in the same position for the past five or six hours, occasionally taking a stretch break every once in a while to make sure blood was still flowing. It was a Saturday night and I usually spent them with Harry but tonight was different. I had a 10 page research report due on Monday about mental diseases and therapy, just now finishing after slaving away for several hours.

Usually I had my work done during the week but I was distracted everyday because of Harry. He was stressing out about the launch of his feature in Another Man magazine. I had to help him plan his launch party and make sure he had the right suit and other things that seem unimportant now. The party was scheduled to tonight, and of course I couldn’t go with Harry.

At first, Harry was reluctant to go without me, feeling bad that I was stuck at home doing work while he was celebrating with his friends and having a good time. I forced him to go. After all, the party was for him and not me. Admittedly, I was disappointed in the fact that I would be missing such an important event for him and I knew how much he wanted me to be there. But I had pushed off the assignment for too long and if it weren’t done today, then it would never get done.

I heard the chime of the alarm system go off, indicating that a door had just opened. Knowing it was Harry, I wasn’t alarmed when I heard him whistling the same tune he always did as his footsteps padded up the stairs to our bedroom. Harry came into view, staring down at his phone as he tapped a message to someone.

“Still awake, I see,” he said, continuing to type his message as I sat criss-crossed in front of my laptop. His words were slightly slurring together but not as much as they would if he were really drunk.

“Mhmm. Have a fun time at your party?” I replied, saving my work and shutting the laptop before pushing it to the side.

“Yeah. Had a few drinks, if you don’t mind,” Harry said, glancing at me for only a second before looking back at his phone. “I see you’ve had some, too.” He was referring to the almost empty glass of wine I had sitting on the bedside table.

“Well, I had to celebrate you somehow. Even if it was just by myself,” I quipped happily. I don’t know if it was the wine or I was just glad he was home after a long day but I had this tingly feeling in my toes. Not to mention, he certainly looked delicious. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top with his tie hanging loosely around his neck. His lips were as pink as ever, surrounded by a week’s worth of stubble, and his eyes were drooping slightly from being tipsy. He had cut his hair a few months ago, getting rid of the long locks that went past his shoulders and introducing a new hairstyle that I’d never imagine seeing on him. It suited him, making him look even older and more mature. All I could say was that he looked delicious, even this late at night.

Harry rambled on about his night, talking about the many celebrities that congratulated him on this magazine cover and how his older sister was highly jealous of him. His already loose tie was discarded on the dresser along with the many rings he wore on his fingers. He made his way to the closet to take off the rest of his clothes, making light conversation with me as he did this.

“I wish you would’ve come, love. Probably would’ve been more fun,” he said.

“Me too. Maybe next time,” I replied.

“Mum wouldn’t stop asking ‘bout you. She was running my ear the entire night, saying I shouldn’t have left the only girl she’s ever liked all by herself at home. Almost think she loves you more than I do.”

I laughed softly. Anne never failed to shower me with love in any way possible, even if it meant overlooking Harry completely. She always said that I was the perfect match for Harry, and everyday I believed her more. We were in sync in and we rarely fought, and if we did it always ended with rough sex.

My skin was on fire. All I wanted to do was kiss him and let him touch me everywhere. “Harry?”

“Yeah?” Harry replied, completely disregarding the fact that I cut him off mid-sentence. He was rambling on about George Barnett telling him a joke that only Harry would find funny. I could still hear him rummaging around in the closet.

“Can you come here?” I said trying not to sound whiny.

“Give me a minute. These bloody shoes are a bit hard to get off,” Harry said as he grunted in frustration. He continued on with his story that seemed to drag on and on.

I sighed. This was taking longer than I expected and the heat between my legs was causing me to squirm. “Baby?”

Harry emerged from the closet, still wearing his loose button up shirt and pants. “What is it?” He asked.

I bit my lip and motioned my finger for him to come here. A small smirk spread across his lips as he came closer, his tall frame towering over me while I sat on my knees on the bed. I leaned in for a kiss, humming against his lips as I felt knots in my stomach form. Harry’s lips moved slowly but expertly on mine as his hand slid from my cheek to the back of my neck and into my hair. His other hand cupped my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb. Harry was an amazing kisser, always knowing when to use his tongue and how much to use.

The stubble around his mouth and on his chin tickled me but I had to hold back my laugh. I could only imagine how it’d feel if it were tickling the insides of my thighs instead while I rode his face.

Harry detached our lips and pecked my cheek. “One of those nights, huh?” he asked with a small smirk on his lips that made me want to kiss him even more. His thumb ran over my lips and pulled my bottom lip down as I nodded my head and whimpered a little, craving to feel his lips on mine again. I licked the tip of his thumb before enveloping it into my mouth, sucking lightly and making Harry hum.

“Missed you. And your fingers,” I hummed. Harry slipped two of his fingers into my mouth, allowing me to suck on them like I would his cock, bobbing my head up and down against him. I maintained eye contact with him because I knew how much it drove him crazy. I didn’t mind tasting the metal of his rings. I was too focused on the tips of his fingers poking at the back of my throat, making me gag but turn him on at the same time. I gagged once more before pulling back and licking his fingers, a small giggle coming from my spit covered lips that curved into a sinister smile.

God, you’re so sexy, beautiful, gorgeous,” he said, cupping my face again and kissing me in between each praise. My hands ran up and down his exposed chest. I fucking loved it when he had the first few buttons of his shirt undone, exposing his toned chest and the cross necklace that dangled on his collarbones. Something about it made me crazy and want to jump his bones in a heartbeat.

I pulled away for a brief second just to whine, “fuck me,” before planting kisses from the corner of Harry’s mouth down to his neck and collarbones. I took the cross necklace between my teeth and looked up at Harry, who had his lips parted slightly, nearly drooling at the sight of his girl begging for it.

Harry held my chin between his forefinger and thumb, lifting it up slightly and releasing the necklace from my teeth. He placed a soft kiss to my lips that earned a soft moan from me.

“I’m tempted. Not tonight, kitten. M'really drained. What good would a half-assed fuck be if I can’t give you the pleasure you want?” Harry said. The hand that he had on the back of my neck rubbed circles in my hair. There was no way that all of that didn’t even make him hard.

I pouted, feeling desperate just for a touch from him. “Please, just a little bit,” I begged. “Doesn’t have to be for long. Just put the tip in and I’ll cum in minutes. I need you.”

Harry chuckled softly and pressed kisses on my lips and cheeks. As much as he loved when I begged like this, he wasn’t budging. “Sorry, love. Tomorrow,” he said. He placed a tender kiss on my lips once more before disappearing back into the closet to take off the rest of his clothes and change into something more fitting for sleep.

I sighed in defeat as I plopped down in bed and shut off my bedside lamp. Harry slid into bed next to me, wrapping his arm around my body and pulling me closer. He nibbled on my earlobe before kissing it and nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck before mumbling a good night that I reciprocated kindly but bitterly.

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Sleep wasn’t an option since I kept waking up every hour, craving for Harry. We’d barely touched each other all week except for when I sucked him off while he was driving home on Tuesday.

It was three in the morning and all I could think about was me riding his cock or even his face. I whimpered as my mind flickered to the thoughts of his pretty pink lips covered with juices from my orgasm as he inched me towards the brink of another one. My thighs squeezed together just thinking about the dirty things he’d say to me like “so wet for me kitten” or “fuck you taste so good” or “I bet your pussy would feel so good on my cock”

Judging by the way he was breathing, I knew Harry was fast asleep, so there was no chance of me waking him up for a 3 am quickie, for he’d be angry and tell me to go back to sleep. Even though he was knocked out, I could still feel his bulge behind me. This usually happened whenever we slept like this. I usually wore one of his T shirts and panties to sleep— sometimes skipping the latter— and he would wear boxers or shorts without underwear. Harry would get his morning wood because I moved too much in my sleep and I usually ignored it but tonight was different. His arm was wrapped around my waist and his breath was on the back of my neck. I decided to do the one thing that would help my situation.

I circled my hips slowly, rubbing my ass up and down Harry’s growing bulge. A quiet whimper came from me as I continued to do this.

Harry’s breathing changed slightly as I grinding against him to get the friction I needed. I could feel his body become lighter as he woke up a little, dry humping me even though he was still asleep. A small moan came from his throat, which earned one from me.

“Harry,” I moaned softly as I rubbed up and down my slit through my panties.

“Not now, baby,” Harry’s raspy voice said lowly. His arm pulled me closer and his face nuzzled into my neck. The grinding stopped and my heart sunk.

I whimpered in response but it sounded like a short cry, though that would be plausible since I was in so much agony at the moment.

“What’s wrong?” His voice was barely audible even with him right next to my ear. “Hm, tell me what’s wrong.”

I turned around to face him, who still had his eyes closed but they struggled to stay open after a long day of anxiousness, excitement, and fatigue. “I want you,” I moaned softly, kissing his lips and begging for him to take me. “Please, daddy.”

A low grumble sounded from his throat as he rubbed his eyes. “’s that bad, innit?” He asked. His green eyes drooped from tiredness, and for a second, I felt bad for waking him up.

“Yeah,” I replied.

Harry sighed as his fingers reached under the covers and hooked onto the waist band of my panties before snapping them against my skin to tell me to take them off. I did so quickly and kicked them off the bed as to not waste time. Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me on top of him, sliding down on the bed so my wet lips were positioned right on top of his.

“’s this what yeh wanted, kitten?” Harry hummed, kissing the inside of my thighs and inching dangerously close to my entrance. “Waking me up at three in the morning just so I can eat your pussy?”

“Yes, daddy,” I moaned. My legs trembled as his tongue made a long stride up my slit. Harry’s tongue worked wonders against my heat, flicking up against my sensitive clit. His moans rumbled through my entire body as he suckled against the bundle of nerves. “Oh, baby.”

Harry’s arm wrapped around my thigh and his thumb rubbed circles around my clit. The only noises in the room was the sound of Harry’s lips smacking against my wet pussy hungrily and me moaning his name simultaneously. Harry’s eyes never lost contact with mine as he at me out so gloriously until he shut his eyes as if this was the greatest feeling in the world; having his girl sitting on his face and riding his mouth like she would his cock.

My legs felt like jelly as I neared closer to my orgasm, Harry pushing me on with dirty talk. He reached up and squeezed my breasts. “That’s right, kitten. Ride my face just like that,” Harry said. His voice was muffled under me but it was enough to drive me over the edge. Harry flicked his tongue at just the right angle, making me feel like my insides were on fire and like I was riding on a cloud.

“Fuck, baby. Right there,” I moaned breathlessly. Harry continued flicking his tongue rapidly as he squeezed my ass and smacked it harshly. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as a strong orgasm rippled through my body and my juices spilled on Harry’s tongue. Muscles taut and toes curling, a series of involuntary moans pushed past my lips. I had to lift myself off Harry’s mouth otherwise I’d be screaming loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.

Harry kissed the inside of my thighs sweetly before flipping me under him. His lips pressed softly to my cheek, neck, and down my body as he pushed my shirt— or rather his shirt— above my breasts. His tongue swirled around both of my nipples briefly before leaving my body entirely.

A sigh left his lips as he fumbled with the hem of his shorts that he began pulling down. I was starting to feel bad for waking him up after only a couple hours of sleep. “Harry, you don’t have to do that,” I said, trying to push his hands away but he smacked them away.

“You wanted this, didn’t you, love?” He said, a tired smile spreading across his lips. His eyes were glowing even with his dark pupils engulfing the emerald irises.

Harry discarded his shorts on the floor before mounting me. He spread my legs wide and positioned himself on his knees in between mine, all while pulling my hips towards him more. A grunt of approval came from him as he rubbed my wet slit with the tip of his cock. I held my breath as he pushed in, never getting used to the way it felt having his length in me.

Once he was fully in me I couldn’t hold my breath anymore. Harry began thrusting into me slowly but deeply. I could tell he was concentrating hard on everything that made me feel good as his eyebrows furrowed deeply. His hips rocked back in forth at a slow pace, which usually had me growing impatient but this time it felt just right.

Our skin stuck together as his hips glided into my softly. The air in the room was filled with my soft moans and Harry’s heavy breathing. I love the way he looked when he fucked me so good like this. It was like the only thing that mattered to him was that I was content and feeling all the pleasure I could, having it all come from him.

One of his large hands squeezed my breasts before sliding up to wrap around my neck. I couldn’t hide the devilish grin that spread across my face, and I knew that Harry saw it too. “You like that, don’t you? Hmm, you like it when daddy chokes you a bit?” Harry cooed quietly. A cheeky grin twitched at the corners of his mouth, making large dents in his cheeks. It made me giggle but the feeling was so good that I couldn’t suppress my moans.

I didn’t mean to whine and moan so much but this slow pace was driving me to the edge. Harry’s soft lips were slightly parted with his bottom lip always jutting out and begging to be kissed and sucked on. I pulled him closer so I could do just that, not caring that sleep was on his breath. At first, his lips moved lazily on mine but they soon gave in and melted onto my skin. Harry’s tongue was always first to invade my mouth but it was never in a bad way.

Harry’s pace began to quicken, making him hit the right spot more frequently now and leaving me a moaning mess under him. My fingers tangled in his hair as his lips moved from mine to my neck. My other hand squeezed his ass because I knew how much he liked it. Harry always thought it was my silent way of begging him to go deeper and hit harder. And that’s exactly what he did.

“Shit,” Harry groaned as his hips crashed against mine faster and harder. The bed creaked under us, making me smile because you’d think that a multimillionaire like Harry would have more than enough money to buy a bed that was less noisy. He claimed that he liked the sounds it made when he’s fucking me good.

“Fuck me,” I whined softly in Harry’s ear. There’s nothing more that he loved than to hear me whining and begging in his ear while he fucked me deep like this. I couldn’t control my moans anymore and my muscles were growing taut. I knew harry could feel my walls clenching around him based on the helpless moans omitting from him that he tried to conceal. Words need not to be spoken as my moans spoke for me, reaching a higher volume than before. My toes curled and my stomach knotted, leaving my body shaking as I climaxed around Harry’s cock.

As I caught my breath, Harry continued thrusting inside of me. “C'mon, baby. Cum for me. I know how much you like fucking me like this, yeah? You like when I squeeze my walls around you like that?” I whispered in Harry’s ear before nibbling on it.

“Oh, fuck me,” Harry groaned. It took a few more strokes and the aid of my moans to get Harry to come inside of me. His warm release filled me up in a way that I would never get used to.

For a moment we just lied there panting and being lost for words. Looking up at the ceiling, I was seeing more than just the chandelier. I was seeing stars and colors even though the room was nearly pitch black. Harry always had this affect on me and I knew I had it on him too.

When I was finally done struggling for air, I felt Harry’s soft lips pecking my neck and chest. “Such a horny girl. Maybe I shouldn’t have left you alone for so long,” Harry said with a chuckle. He pulled himself out of me, making me whimper at the sudden cold and emptiness, and disappeared into the bathroom. When he came back, he had a wet rag that he used to clean me up with before using it on himself.

“You’re so good to me,” I said softly. Harry climbed back into bed with me and pecked my lips.

“Anythin’ for my baby.”

anonymous asked:

do you know why lance seems to be the fandom sweetheart for like a majority of people watching voltron? don't get me wrong, he has his great moments, but half of the time he's just plain annoying (so fucking annoying). maybe i'm just too old to like the kind of character lance is.

I’ve thought about this myself, and here’s what I found–relatability. Lance has, by all means, the most “normal” background. He’s intended to be the “everyman,” a character that’s typically easygoing and very much what you’d expect from an ordinary teen. For the pilot episode, our intro, he also feels like the main focus out of the ensemble cast. As such, he ends up being this slate that a lot of fans, teens especially, can project onto. They see themselves in his place. He has typical problems like homesickness, competitiveness, jealousy, inferiority. 

This is also why a lot of fans extrapolate those issues, I think. Particularly that last one. He’s no longer just someone who’s afraid of feeling left out or second-rate, suddenly he has depression or PTSD. Again, I think this is a result of fans seeing a bit of themselves in Lance and so projecting. It’s natural, and oftentimes people can find it sort of therapeutic. But still, there is something that’s always bothered me about fans insisting Lance in particular suffers from mental illness when we have a character in canon who does–and oftentimes, that part of Shiro’s life is pushed to the wayside in favor of adding those traits to Lance. 

Or, even worse, as I’ve said before, I’ve seen Lance focused k/l that covered Keith’s galra reveal. And Shiro was often shown as the most aggressively against Keith, either outright rejecting or even lashing out at him. A character who suddenly turns monstrous from his canon trauma, all so Lance could look better in comparison, and it’s…very upsetting to see. Anyway, I’m glad Shiro was the one in canon who showed Keith that unconditional love and support through his galra reveal, because so many fanworks believed the contrary. And therein lies something to consider–I’ve seen lots of fans either dismiss or demonize Shiro’s very real symptoms of mental illness, while simultaneously claiming Lance was good representation for it, and it was just…strange.

But again, I assume that’s because people are drawn to different characters. And for whatever reason, those few fans who erase Shiro’s mental illness and pass it off to Lance for the sake of “lang/st” find that “representation” from Lance to be more palatable. That is to say, someone without the very real symptoms Shiro shows. Which, you know, upsets me as someone with clinical depression and other mental health issues, but I digress. If that kind of projection helps other fans, then I guess I kind of understand. 

But I just raised a whole other topic there, so let’s talk about that–“lang/st.” Yeah. Putting Lance through lots of pain and suffering is so common, fandom coined a name. See also, the usually accompanying “klang/st.” So, yeah. If fans love Lance so much, why put their golden boy through so much suffering in a whole genre of fics? I think it’s because fans simultaneously love and hate the actual “everyman” aspect. Yes, Lance is like them. But they want him to be so much more!! They want him to have those deep, angsty backstories and heartbreaking character arcs like Shiro and Keith. 

And yet, suffering from trauma or having a bad childhood does not make a character inherently more intriguing or dimensional. It just doesn’t. People heard “he has a big family” and immediately went to middle child, he’s always left out, his family never loved him enough!! And then in canon the show runners told us he was the youngest of his family and spoiled, and fans were surprised. Personally, I think that’s very fitting for someone who behaves like him, but I digress. My point is, lots of fans wanted him to suffer because they either like angst or they assume it somehow builds development of character. 

But of course, the latter isn’t always true. And honestly? I think there are enough tragic origin stories in Voltron already. Like, at least we have this one guy who seems like he came from a loving family and had a relatively good life. Good for him!! I’m happy for him. And there’s nothing wrong with that, you know? Branching off that, I feel like a lot of klang/st is also to make k/l feel like it has more “substance.” Fans gave k/l the self-discovery arc of Keith’s galra reveal, even though sheith had that. They made Lance the loving and supportive one in the face of Keith’s galra blood, but in canon that’s Shiro. 

Similarly, I see prekerberos things where Keith and Lance were always together or pining. You know who were always side by side in prekerberos canon? Who had that kind of dynamic? Sheith. You know who Keith agonized over being separated from for that long year? Shiro, not Lance. He didn’t even remember Lance’s name. Of course, there are the edits where Lance is in Keith’s BOM trial, though those same fans will swear there was nothing romantic about those sheith scenes. 

Voltron’s twitter posts a video of the sheith hug followed by the group one, and fans just complain about the lack of a k/l hug. Altean Lance aus where Lance and Keith have a k/a dynamic is also common. Lance gushes about his love for Allura in his vlog? “Bad character developement”–should have made him talk about Keith instead. It’s like, fans expected certain things from k/l in canon. And when they didn’t get that, they borrowed the dynamic from other ships, while simultaneously hating those same ships. It’s very strange to me. 

I think part of what broke my heart the most though, was fans rejoicing about Shiro going missing because in their minds it meant Lance would “step up” and be that source of love and comfort in Keith’s life. And that just…I felt sick reading things like that. So yeah, Lance is the “everyman,” but a lot of fans want him to be so much more. There’s this oc quality of–give him everything he wants!! Make him an Altean prince! The Black Paladin! Bring in someone who’s going to be the love of his life!! People want Lance to “prove Keith wrong” and “be the best,” even though Black Paladin Lance significantly detracts from his canon character development. 

They pass onto him qualities of other characters because they think he “deserves” it. So, I’m going to say this–it’s probably because I can’t relate to Lance at all. I relate to Keith, with all his canon fear of feelings and abandonment, his deeply rooted attachment to those he loves, his introspective nature and inclination to act on instinct, his volatile intensity of emotion, his unbridled anger at injustice, his difficulty with letting go, his upsetting childhood, his fierce loyalty, his love of quiet but oppressive fear of isolation, his desire for found family, the way he values his beliefs over his life. So yeah, I really identify with Keith. Some of my meta? Probably projecting a little. It happens. So I understand why people do the same with Lance.

But just like Keith, Lance is still ultimately his own person. And the way he is in canon? He’s a good character all on his own. He’s not Keith or Shiro or Allura, but he’s himself. He’s someone who has a way of instigating important events–bringing all the paladins together for when they find the Blue Lion, following that mermaid and uncovering a whole nefarious plot, helping Allura realize her hidden potential and the very depth of her magic. He goes from a flighty playboy to someone actually shy and sincere, who develops very real feelings for Allura. He realizes being Black Paladin doesn’t make you suddenly better, understands the importance of working as a team and really grows into his role as a Red Paladin. Someone worthy of carrying on Alfor’s legacy, someone Allura can really be proud of. 

So yes, Lance has gotten lots of character development, and I think he’s a really intriguing person all on his own. No other character traits required. 

STOP SCROLLING. READ ALL OF THIS PLEASE. I’m upset. And you should be too.

The fact that repealing net neutrality is even a possiblity of what could happen really upsets me. And I don’t get upset easily.

Let me tell you why.

Repealing net neutrality would mean that people would have to pay more for access to the internet. And that price is determined by each individual provider. More for YouTube. More for Google. More for Twitter. More for Tumblr. And not everybody can afford that.

Repealing net neutrality would deeply and negatively affect numerous amounts of people. I feel like I can’t form a strong enough sentence to really express how utterly terrible this could be.

Suicides would skyrocket. Hotlines and websites that offer support to those suffering through mental illness would become unavailable to those who are struggling the most.

Animals would be killed. There are websites of shelters and rescues that work towards saving animals. They wouldn’t be able to broadcast what they do and the animals would suffer form it.

Small businesses would suffer. They wouldn’t be able to get the word out about their business through the internet and suffer for it. Not to meantion charities who get the all or majority of their donations through the internet. Should we have countless charities suffer just because not everyone can afford access to the internet?

Social media would become harder to access. This means that relationships would get cut off. Artists become unable to share their work. Friends would be lost. Writers and content creators would loose their platforms on which they can create and get inspired. Some people’s income (like youtubers) comes from their social media platform. They would loose a great portion of their audience and their paycheck would take a big hit. Online shops such as etsy and ebay would become harder to access and therefore people loose that money. Not to mention, I believe Trump puts out his words through tweets. People would loose their way to connect with what’s going on in the world and //their own country//.

People would loose their voice. People are already being stifled because they’re fighting for net neutrality. I learned that Tumblr is deleting posts and unfollowing people from the tag. We have our right to this. We shouldn’t be shut down for speaking. Over social media, people can make a fuss about things they care about and stand up for themselves.

People would have to pay more for emails. That means that people could loose a way of getting in contact with their senators and representatives. Not only that, valuable information from school systems and teachers comes through email. Teachers wouldn’t have to same opportunity to contact parents or students with information as to the course and important events such as upcoming tests or after school activities.

Thousands maybe millions of people would loose access to their interests. I love musical theatre. I want to do it for the rest of my life and no matter if I’m doing a show or not, I watch videos on YouTube, I read articles on google, I search everything I can on social media about shows. I can see clips of shows, and can read an article about tips and tricks, I can follow my favorite people, I can be informed on what shows are new and upcoming, I can listen to my favorite songs over and over again. I can do all this because of net neutrality. If we loose net neutrality, I can loose a community that I love to the bottom of my heart. It’s not only me, there’s people who create and share art, write stories, novels even, research things that they’re truly passionate about and it’d all be lost without net neutrality.

Not everyone could afford to simply “Google it” because Google would become more to pay for. This decreases a vast number of people’s access to knowledge and information. Students would struggle without sources on their school work. I, for one, use Google if I don’t understand how to do something in class or preparing for a test or to find a source for a research project or to find the definition of a word because not everybody understands Shakespearean language right off the bat.

An access to the internet helps people feel like their aren’t alone. To know and understand that people are going through the same things as you are, that you’re not weird by doing what you do, and that your thoughts and opinions and sense of self are perfectly valid and even encouraged is wonderful and relieving and in some cases life saving. I don’t know if I’d be here today without this sense of community. Net neutrality means the world to millions of people. DONT LET IT BE LOST. Fight to keep net neutrality, please, I beg of you. Write letters, send emails, call (that’s the fastest and most impactful way), educate yourself about what this is and why there’s so many people that are fighting for this.

Contact your local senators and representatives. Contact anyone who you can find that has a say in keeping net neutrality. Fight for it. Please.

There are so many resources out there and I’m really sorry I can’t link to any posts out there but trust me you can find the net neutrality posts out there cause we are never backing down.

They vote on December 14th. Fight for net neutrality. Do something. Or you can ignore this and keep scrolling, but unless you have the money, you might not be able to keep scrolling forever if net neutrality is repealed.

Have a nice day.

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25 November 2017
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cabezotapequeno  asked:

Do you have any advice if someone wants to create an entirely new mythology for their story?

Mythology is a human creation which serves as a way to make sense to the world, surroundings and, mostly, natural events. Mythology tells the story of origins of the world, of people, of elements, and such. My approach to the creation of new mythology will have the geography as the foundation for mythology. The reason for this is that we try to explain, or find a reason, to what we see, hear, or sense. I can not explain, even with a myth, snow if I have never seen it, or heard about it. I can not explain the Aurora Borealis if I don’t know it exists. This might be reductionist since mythology relies on more than meets the eye (aka symbolism, rites, traditions, roles, kinship, among others), but it is a starting point.

Geography
When creating a new mythology you have to know where the story will take place and the conditions of said place. The weather, the animals, the flora, the natural events, and so. How do the people of your story understand and perceive the sunrise, the sunset, the waves, the rivers, the eclipses, the storms. Is there a story behind the shape of the mountains, are the animals a representation of gods and godessess. What about the stars, do they mean something to them? Compile the geography of your setting, use mythology to explain what your characters can see, the vital elements to their survival, and natural events that can happen from time to time. The geography itself can play an important role in the developing of the story, take for example a city surrounded by mountains, the sun rises from the mountains and sets behind them. There are no hurricanes, no tornados, no tsunamis, nothing that can harm the population to a big extent. What role do the mountains play here? Are they protectors of the city? How do the people feel when they travel to a place where there are no mountains? On its counterpart, what about people living on an island, how do they feel about the ocean? What it means to them?

Creation
How did things begin for the people in your story? What’s the beginning of their world. What are the elements arround it? Did a powerful entity created it, was it because of a natural, yet untraceable event. How did the rivers become rivers, who or what created the moon, or is i tan entity on its own?

Life
Is life given or is it created? If so, who, or what, gives it; who, or what, creates it? What is the definition of life to the people of your story? Is the ocean alive? Do the mountains speak to the people who can understand them? Is life a synonym of movement? Is the wind an influx of life? Are living organisms separated into body-mind, body-mind-soul, body-soul?

Destruction
Some natural events can fall into the destruction category, such as volcano eruptions, earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, among others. For your people, is the creator also a destroyer, or are there other entities besides the creator. Is the destruction seen as something bad or as something natural and even necessary?

Death
Is death the opposite of life? What do the people of your story consider death? Is it given, is it earned? Who can die, who can live forever? Does the sun dies after it sets? What happens to the body after death? Is there an afterlife people can look up to?

Time
Is time linear or circular? How is it measured by the people on your story? Do the days turn into weeks or do they remain days forever? How do people differentiate one season from another? Is there an entity that controls the time, or is it time an entity on its own?

Symbols
Do the entities have a correspondece here on earth, are specific symbols associated to them? Are certain events a warning for something bigger?  Do the people wear objects that resemble the entities they worship? Is there any iconography for these entities?

Prophecies
Are there any prophecies in your mythology? It could be about the end of the world, about the arrival of a different group of people, about a natural event, among others.

Heroes
Mythology also relies on heroes who have accomplished great tasks in order to prove themselves worthy of something. They are usually portrayed as role models for the society, as they embody the values of it.

Rites (also involved in religion)
Are there any rites involved in your mythology? This could be before eating, before hunting, before a birth, or after those above. A rite is usually a sacred act that allows people to go from one state to another within their society.

Traditions (like rites, they respond to a diferent structure)
These are a less sacred form of rites. Traditions carry the past on them as they rememorate an event of importance to society, to a family, ore ven to a single person. A birthday celebration can be labeled as a tradition.

Suggestions
Below you’ll find a list of books written by anthropologists and such, about mythology. Not all of them are explicit about it. Also this books were written by people outside the societies they wrote about, so read them with a critical eye.

  • Tim Ingold - The temporality of the landscape (paper)
  • Pierre Clastres - Chronicle of the Guayaki India
  • Claude Levi-Strauss - Mythologiques / How myths die / Many of his work
  • Mircea Eliade - Many of his work
  • Louis-Vincent Thomas - Anthropologie de la mort
  • Joseph Campbell - Transformations of Myths through time
  • Fernando Santos-Granero - Writing history into the landscape: Space, Myth, and Ritual in Contemporary Amazonia

Advice

  • Define what is sacred and what is profane for the people in your story.
  • The same goes for values and moral expectations. Think of archetypes here.
  • In many cultures, as well as in many mythologies, you can find a universal flood and universal fire myth. This is because both elements have cleansing properties. There can be mythological creatures associated to them or not. As well, these myths can be replicated when someone is born or when someone dies.
  • Mythology is part of the worldbuilding, and it plays an important role in society since it permeates to daily life.
  • As time passes, myths change, or are changed, to keep them alive. At the same time, they can be transformed to fit societal changes.
  • Mythology is not the same as religion. This being said, monoteism is not a higher or more advanced state than animism or polyteism.


I hope this works for you!

Lia

Below there’s a not-so-short passage of the book Blindness by José Saramago. It isn’t a major spoiler but it shows how much incidence we, humans, have on the gods we create and re-create. It’s rather long, so if you want to skip it, or read the book (which I advice), feel free to do it. Also, I cut off some parts, but it stills makes sense.

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