It’s around that time of year when kids start getting letters of being waitlisted, rejection and deferment. Just wanted to say hang in there– not everyone’s collegiate path is a strict linear progression. Taking gap years, transferring, going to your ‘B’or ‘C’ school, etc– they’re all completely valid ways to self-discovery and getting to where you want to be. From my own experience, things have a way of working out in the weirdest ways. Just keep your head up & mind open and don’t give up.
one in the morning with the moonlight milky in the sky - but even’s hand is warm in his.
gentle tug-tug-tug of his soft fingers, from the skirt of their bedroom to the middle, the heart.
the smile quirks the edges of even’s lips. slow, he coaxes a sleepy isak in against his chest. wraps his arms tight around him like twine, like ribbons.
and he hums, dusting the words gentle to isak’s ear, “darling, you look perfect tonight.”
isak whispers his breath out. a sigh. spreads his palms gentle above the violin of even’s heartbeat as he’s waltzed quietly around in a circle.
“even,” he says. and he tilts his head with the tired grin, lifts his eyebrows. “i’m wearing pyjamas.”
but even only holds him tighter, closer. noses gently the soft twirl of hair curling free at isak’s temple while they dance.
“perfect,” he says. “perfect.”
and isak rolls his eyes. but, the yawn comes from somewhere deep in his icy toes, surprising, and when he presses it into the crook of even’s neck, he decides to stay there. snuggles up closer, where it’s warm.
eyes blinking sleepy closed, his lips trickle the words out. “love you,” he breathes.
and even brushes a kiss to his head. “love you, too,” he says back.
one in the morning with the moonlight milky in the sky - and they dance.
here we are now, with the falling sky and the rain we’re awakening ♪
one of the scenes I would really love to see (as I’m sure many people have thought of!) is Rey experiencing her first rainfall ☺ also because “Awakening” has become one of my theme songs for TFA and all the new kids, there’s something about it which is very beautiful and fits so well thematically ;;
AND BONUS PIC: Finn + Rey (+ Poe’s jacket of a thousand uses (〃▽〃) )
to the people living with their abusers who aren’t able enough to get out, who are so traumatized that they can’t function, i hear you. you’re not worthless, you’re not weak or deserving of punishment. even if you’re an adult.
when you’re traumatized and you live with the person (or people) who abuse you, that fear doesn’t always turn to active motivation to escape. sometimes being retraumatized sucks away our ability to function because we’re using all our energy focusing on the immediate threat. why would you have extra room to think about a job or school when you’re in danger? your brain is trying to protect you.
please remember that you’re not failing. you’re coping with an overwhelming situation, and sometimes that’s the best you can do.
“I still don’t know where I’m going to be in ten years…if I happen to veer off a little bit as long as my heart and my soul is telling me that that’s where I need to go, (then) that’s what I’m going to do.” - Claire Marshall (@left-side).