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thesirenisles · 9 months ago

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Mercury’s Prophets⚕️🪽

gemini & virgo

love, mythology, astrology observations✨

🌬️Mercury in the 1st house, 3rd house, 6th house,

🌬️Gemini Sun, Ascendant, Rising, Venus, Mercury, Mars, Jupiter, Gemini Stellium

🌬️Virgo Sun, Ascendant, Venus, Mercury, Mars, Jupier, Stellium

🌬️Jupiter in the 3rd house, Jupiter in Gemini, 6th house

🌬️Mercury Dominant, 3rd House Stellium, 6th House Stellium

🌬️Sun-Mercury Aspects, Jupiter-Mercury aspects

“She leapt from the Earth. The free winds of the skies coursed beneath her golden wings as she raced for the clouds… the burden of her omniscience left behind. Nothing but silence above the heavens.”

Voice of the Gods,

Soaring high above, with Godly knowledge ever-expanding… you are a magnificent being, Mercurian.

Gifted with wings to be free of the Earth 🌍 , one might confuse you for an angel.

However, Mercury blesses you with these wings to be a divine messenger, a literal VOICE of the Gods. ✨.

A prophet of sorts if you will. 💁🏾‍♀️

This energy makes you quite attractive, blessing you with divine looks and energy that is welcomed in any room.

When you speak, everyone listens. (Esp. 3rd house). This is a gift and a curse, of course, but it is still very powerful.

People can spot a Mercurian a mile away with your extensive knowledge and mellifluous way of speaking. You have a silver tongue. You could sell water to a fish in the middle of the ocean. (Pisces, I'm talking about you lol. Stop being gullible!).

The words you say leave a lasting impression and can cut someone deep to their core negatively, while also you could bless them greatly with your insightful knowledge and advice! (Because duh, Duality.💁🏾‍♀️)

You are always balancing two halves of yourself. Gemini of Air and Virgo of the Earth.

At your core, you’re both here to make connections and say what needs to be said!

With your planetary ruler being the fastest orbiting planet in our galaxy, you are always in constant, fast motion.

Ideas.. thoughts.. feelings… are always racing through the mind of a Mercurial being. Most are gifted with a natural claircognizance “clear knowing”, which can look different depending on the placement.

Why is this?

Mercury (Hermes to the Greeks, Thoth or Djehuty to the Ancient Egyptians) rules over commerce, communication, short travels, boundaries, intelligence, trickery, and thievery! 👀 LOL

GEMINI or the 3rd house apply these gifts in their natural settings: to the mind, communication, social activity, siblings (twins).

VIRGO or the 6th house on the other hand apply these gifts to their everyday routines and relationships. Less talking and more analysis & servitude. (The maiden).

The Duality of Mercury ⚕️

Virgo vs. Gemini

Mercury was the messenger of the Gods. He was essential to the communication and diplomacy between the realms. Each one trusted him. So, of course he knew them all well... and their dirty laundry.

🐍 Is it no wonder why they seem to know just about everybody and everybody’s business? Do not deny it, Virgo. LOL👀

Although they held more power individually, Mercury held the power of being their collective voice! (Also rules oration) They entrusted him with how and what was said on their behalf… often being a literal translator. (Powerful!)

This is similar to situations many Geminis and Virgos find themselves in. Many will come to you for advice and insert you into their dealings.👀 (As the middleman.)

Geminis on a social level and Virgos often within the family and relationships.

The Gods' divine trust came with plenty of gifts, which you’ll also find true of lovers in this lifetime. People value you and your gifts, which gives you purpose. (A virgo's dream.)

The most significant gift given to Mercury, was perhaps his trademark wand or staff... known as

"The Caduceus"

Per the Greco-Roman mythology, the caduceus was gifted to him by the Sun God, Apollo. A magical olive branch staff with two serpents intertwining around its base.

They say if it touched the dying, it blessed them with a gentle death. However, when applied to the deceased… they would literally return to life. (DUALITY!)

You’ve probably noticed this symbol at our hospitals, on our ambulances, etc.

I like to believe these two snakes themselves are yet another symbol of Mercury’s duality.

One is good and the other bad. One yin. Other yang. One Virgo and One Gemini👀

🐍Mercury was also known as the trickster God or God of thievery!

This is essential to note because I have a theory (possibly far-fetched, but makes so much sense) that this may have a connection to a certain Garden of Eden… where a certain serpent spoke to a certain woman and convinced her to eat the fruit of …. KNOWLEDGE. 🤯

They say that before the caduceus had it's powers, it was just a branch. Mercury was stuck in servitude to the God's.

But…what if… Mercury being the trickster God convinced the maiden (virgo) to bite of the the fruit of knowledge in the forbidden garden and gained a portion of the powers of Mercury that he did not want.

If Virgo took on the need to serve, then Mercury would be free to frolick the realms with his tricks and thievery. He was also remarked as a habitual line-stepper, or boundary-crosser. (This is unevolved Gemini energy all the way)

This really gets deep when you realize that Virgo's sister sign Pisces (whom in my Neptune post, I compared to Persephone) bit of the fruit of Hades in the same curious fashion and was in more or less words cursed!

This does not mean that being of service is a curse in any way, but honestly, the mythology behind this dual planet is fascinating.

I think Virgo actually bossed her side of the energy up to the max. She is the earthy incarnation of her own genius, often never showing just how intelligent she really is... so as not to reveal her cards.

Virgo can bring her wildest ideas to fruition within the Earthy realm! (After it's perfected to her liking of course.) A gift!

However, Virgo can also have some trickery within her nature… often appearing or putting on a more innocent act than she really is.

But, with Mercurian energy there is always the possibility for their beautiful thoughts to come out a bit... wrong.

This brings me to a very important note.

🐍Please beware of false gossip.

It’s inevitable honestly, as people can’t help but give knowledge to a heavenly messenger.

However, with the optional tongue of a serpent… be mindful of the power you possess Mercurians! (Think: Parsel-tongue in Harry Potter Universe.) It’s nothing to play with because here in this Earthly realm, Saturn is dominant and it is the ruler of Karma.

You are a divine PROPHET (or Prophetess). Please handle your energy as such. 🫶🏾

Mercurial Love Bites🐍✨

In love, they’ll have many admirers in several dimensions.

🐍I imagine a Gemini Mercurian as a sapiosexual, playboy of sorts. You’ll have your choosing of many lovers and will probably choose none… in search of new lands and ideas to learn and add to your beautiful collection.

You'll have an array of different tastes (in the bedroom as well) and will share passion with many, as you are a master of tricks.

🐍 It’s hard to lockdown a Godly intelligent being with the ability to fly away at a moments notice.

Many an earthly sign lover and watery soul will long for you and you will spin whimsical circles around them with ease, for you are too quick to catch.

Nothing too heavy or emotional, you must keep it light for this winged beauty or she’ll float away…

But, I do have to ask…my beautiful Geminis, 3rd housers if it ever gets tiresome to always be on the go?

Connecting too much to your air and neglecting your earthly connections through Mercury could leave you afloat for all eternity… alone. (This can of course be counter-acted with other placements in the natal chart.)

🐍Virgo Mercurians on the other hand are much more Earthy with their approach to love. This is the person who has thought very intricately about what the lover of their life will look like, smell like, and even their speech cadence. She eagerly awaits to be a perfect wife, organizing the home, teaching the children, etc.

Many will try to win her, as her innocent.. maiden-like energy is very attractive. While she may appear innocent, she is not naive!

All of her daily beauty routines, outfit curations, and perfected speech will not be wasted on just any man.

The Virgo's analytical eyes has surveyed many a suitor who tried to win her heart. She is looking for the perfect man. The one whom she can serve and assist while being provided for in return.

Better believe, if she chose you.. you have checked all of her boxes. For, she wants an Earthly promise...(AKA, Where's the money? If you ask me, the perfect suitor is perhaps a Capricorn or Taurus dominant. ) But, my Virgo queens... do not neglect your airy influences of Mercury as well. Life can be more rewarding than the material world.

This was a bit longer than i intended! But, I have never seen an in depth explanation of these dual energies of Mercury!

Thank you for reading! Wishing you blessings! 🪽✨

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sidworldfans · 1 year ago

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Interview on Animate Times 07.12.2023

“Along with our trajectory, the 20th anniversary was beautifully colored.” The tribute album “SID Tribute Album -Anime Songs-” released to commemorate the 20th anniversary features Daisuke Ono, Romi Park, Masakazu Morita, and other splendid voice actors! SID’s members talk about their feelings and thoughts on the album.

SID, celebrating its 20th anniversary in 2023, is releasing a tribute album “SID Tribute Album -Anime Songs-” on December 6 (Wednesday). This album is an unprecedented tribute album in which SID’s anime tie-up songs are covered by splendid voice actors who have appeared in the respective anime.

The album includes seven songs. The participating voice actors are Daisuke Ono (Sebastian in Black Butler), Romi Park (Edward Elric in Fullmetal Alchemist), Masakazu Morita (Ichigo Kurosaki in Bleach), Haruka Tomatsu (Morgiana in Magi), Ayumu Murase (Mahmut in “Altair”), Sora Amamiya (The Seven Deadly Sins: Imperial Wrath of the Gods), and Jun Fukuyama (Saburo/Sanlang in Heaven Official’s Blessing).

Each time the participating voice actors, song titles, and comments by the voice actors were announced, there was a huge response on SNS. The “SID Tribute Album -Anime Songs-” is finally released. On the same day, a new song “Soyokaze” was released digitally for the first time in a year and nine months, conveying the band’s gratitude for the past while providing a big boost for the Nippon Budokan, the last venue of their 20th anniversary, and for the future ahead.

We interviewed Mao (Vo), Shinji (Gt), Aki (Ba), and Yuuya (Ds) about “SID Tribute Album -Anime Songs-” and the new song.

Our journey as a rock band and the journey we have taken together with anime

How did you come up with the idea for the tribute album "SID Tribute Album -Anime Songs-"?

Mao: With the 20th anniversary of SID, the idea of a tribute album first came up. While we were deciding what direction to take...we had the opportunity to do quite a few anime tie-ups. When I looked back on our past, I realized that while we have walked the road as a rock band, we have also walked the road with anime, and I thought it would be great if we could show our progress with anime on our 20th anniversary.

I thought it would be “ordinary” if we just collected our anime theme songs and made an album. When we decided that we wanted to do something out of the ordinary... I started thinking: “It would be great if we could get the voice actors who play the characters to sing the theme songs of the anime, but it would be difficult, right?” So I approached the record company to discuss the idea. At the time, I thought, “Well, it’s probably not going to happen.” After that, when I was wondering about what happened to the tribute project, I got a call saying: “It’s decided!” At that point, the lineup had already been decided. And I was surprised. I was surprised by the lineup, and I was sure it was all thanks to the efforts of the staff. I was amazed at what they had done.

That’s the love of the staff team, right…

Mao: I felt there was nothing but love.

You just mentioned the 20th anniversary, but may I ask each of you how you feel about the occasion of your 20th anniversary?

Aki: We have been blessed by the people around us, including the tribute project that Mao was just talking about. We are also blessed to have our 20th anniversary celebrated by our fans. I am very happy that it is not only our 20th anniversary, but also that everyone is celebrating the 20th anniversary together. I thought that after 20 years of continuous efforts, there are so many good things that can happen.

Was there anything different from previous anniversaries?

Aki: We’ve had the opportunity to celebrate anniversaries for 5, 10, and 15 years, and each time was very moving. But for the 20th anniversary, I am deeply moved by the fact that we have come this far together with our fans. I feel this especially true as our career progresses.

Shinji: The 20th anniversary has passed in the blink of an eye for me. Those 10 years were even more fleeting. I was especially happy to hear the congratulations from fans. And this tribute? The moment I heard the names of the people who would be participating, I thought: “That can’t be true.” I’m the type of person who looks up the names of voice actors when I watch anime, so I thought: “No way.” It also feels like a gift to us.

Yuuya: I feel that the transition from the 15th anniversary to the 20th anniversary has happened very quickly. This is because due to the coronavirus pandemic that started in 2020, everyone around the world has been spending time doing things they really wanted to do but were unable to do. That’s why I feel so grateful to be able to celebrate our 20th anniversary now. When I think back on it, I feel like I’m clenching my teeth.

When you think about it now, the coronavirus pandemic was a strange and indescribable period, wasn’t it?

Yuuya: That’s right. At the time, the days passed without me really understanding what was going on. Looking back now, I wonder if it was just a dream. Even during that time, year after year, I have continued to pursue what I could do right then in my own way. Beyond that, we received this wonderful work of art as part of our 20th anniversary celebration. I thought that it beautifully colored our 20th anniversary together with our trajectory.

How about you, Mao?

Mao: When we reached the milestone of our 20th anniversary, I remembered when we started the band. At that time, I didn’t really think about how many years I wanted to continue for or what I wanted to do in the future. One step at a time, we were able to release CDs, and one more step and more people started coming to our live shows, and so on, one step at a time, the 20th anniversary was waiting for us. It’s an image like that. Along the way, there were staff who always watched over us, and all our precious fans who always supported us. We didn’t get here on our own.

I think there are fans who are not able to come to the live concerts now for some reason or another. But it is because of the involvement and listening of these kids that SID was able to reach its 20th anniversary. I felt again that we would not have been able to reach this point without any of them. That’s why I feel a deep emotional attachment.

I see that you have been thinking back to your origins. Mao, do you often look back on the past?

Mao: I am the type of person who is a little shy about looking back on the past because of my personality. (laughs) I don’t do that very often. I almost never watch old DVDs. But when I look back at it at a time like this, it makes me love the history of SID. I can look back and think “how cute” I was back then. I think I have finally reached that point.

When you look at the past objectively, you may sometimes have mixed feelings, but now you think it’s cute.

Mao: That’s right. For example, even if you’re not a musician, you might feel embarrassed if you look at your yearbook on a regular basis, but if you look at it on your coming-of-age ceremony, you might feel a little different. It feels close to that. When I opened our past albums at milestones in my life, I felt different emotions.

I believe that anime has been a big part of SID’s progress over the past 20 years. How do you analyze the affinity between anime and SID?

Mao: We were able to debut with a wonderful work called “Black Butler". The anime debut of “Black Butler” came at the same time, so we decided to debut together. I don’t think such miracles happen very often. In addition to that, our musicality, visuals, and the worldview of “Black Butler” at the time were a good fit for us in the eyes of the world. We felt that we were a good match. What I remember most is that we had a good start.

It wasn’t a success experience from that point on, but if you have a track record of “When we teamed up with anime, it turned out well”, and the next time you’re approached about an anime project, you’ll feel like: “Let’s make this one a success, too”. From there, I started studying anime again, and realized many things, that there are some differences between the anime of the generation we grew up with and the anime of today, and that surprisingly, there are a lot of adult fans. That’s how it started. I started to like anime more and more, and before I knew it, even anime fans started saying they were happy that SID sings the theme song. That SID is stable. I was the happiest when told that we were stable. I’m really happy when I see anime fans who watch it for some reason and say, “It’s SID. That’s alright.”

I think many people came to like SID because of the anime.

Mao: Even among rock bands, we are in the visual kei genre. The Visual-kei genre was thriving, but to put it another way, I think it was a closed genre in a sense. I think it was the anime tie-up that completely broke out of that shell. Our encounter with anime expanded our horizons, and our lives themselves changed. We are very grateful for that. It is now an indispensable part of our lives. I treasure the works we have done together in the past.

This tribute brings together the cast members who played the characters in that work. Have you had the opportunity to get to know the voice actors as you continued to work on the anime tie-ups?

Mao: I have had a few conversations with them, but that’s about the only time I’ve had the opportunity to work with them. In making this tribute album, each voice actor sent us a message saying: “Congratulations on your 20th anniversary." It made me happy to know that they knew SID. It was a little strange to hear that so many great people were sending messages to us. I was a little bit surprised to hear that people were sending messages to us. (laughs) I would be happy if we could use this as an opportunity to work with the voice actors again.

I’m looking forward to it. Aki, you provided the 10th anniversary song “Shall we…?” to Machico, right? I was interviewing Machico, and since she is a big fan of SID, she was extremely happy. Through providing music, have you noticed anything new about the appeal of being a voice actor?

Aki: So far, I have had the opportunity to work with various people, including singers and voice actors. For example, Machico is a very attractive singer. Her skills, including her singing skills, are extremely high. She kept saying, “I need to try harder at singing...!” but I said, “No, that’s enough (laughs).” There’s no gap between the sound coming from the microphone and the sound coming out. They must have a very good ear. I think that is a point that all of them have in common, including Machico. I could somehow tell from the preliminary song “Shall we...?”. I had the feeling that it would be a good piece. It was fun to make. I still listen to it. It’s really wonderful.

Talking about the tribute songs

Could you tell us about the songs included in the SID Tribute Album -Anime Songs-? Monochrome Kiss is the opening song for Black Butler, which Mao mentioned earlier. It’s said that Daisuke Ono will sing it.

Shinji: First of all, Daisuke Ono’s voice is beautiful. I think the arrangement for that voice is also wonderful. Our original song had an acoustic atmosphere using instruments like flutes, but in Mr. Ono’s version, wind instruments came in from the middle. I was entranced and thought it ended up sounding mature.

It seems to have a unique sexiness that only Mr. Ono can bring.

Shinji: It really has a great sex appeal.

Aki: I simply listen to it over and over again. It’s the kind of voice that makes you addicted to it. We put a lot of thought into this song, as it was the first song we were going to sing for a major label. I wonder if he was conscious of that aspect of the song, because he sang it with such care. Moreover, Mr. Ono is a big name from the first song. I am very happy that someone like that sang this song.

As is the case with all the songs, I thought they had a different charm when compared to the original songs.

Aki: That’s right. It’s the same with Mr. Ono, but you can almost see the character... It’s really amazing. It’s like a way of singing that possesses you.

The song “Uso” from Fullmetal Alchemist was arranged on an acoustic guitar, and I think people who will hear it will be like “Wow”! Yuuya, who composed the song, what impression did you have when you heard Romi Park’s singing voice?

Yuuya: I was surprised. As was the case with all the voice actors, we had no prior information about what kind of atmosphere they would be singing in. I asked each of them to sing their own songs, and I left the arrangement to them. I was surprised from the very beginning with “Uso”. I was very surprised, but I thought, “Yes, that’s a good idea.”

I would love to hear this version of SID sometime.

Yuuya: I thought it was a good idea too. We had been doing acoustic shows during our fan meeting tour (“SID 20th Anniversary Premium FANMEETING TOUR 2023”) until a while ago. We performed “Uso” in that tour. It wasn’t like this one, but we did it in a quieter atmosphere, so even though it wasn’t close, I think it linked to that atmosphere as well.

I am sure it was just a coincidence that they were linked.

Yuuya: It’s a huge coincidence. We didn’t expect this version, and we didn’t expect to play an acoustic version of “Uso” either. I felt that SID’s fans who attended the fan meeting might have a lot to think about after listening to this tribute album. Also, I think the key is inherently higher for women who are higher in key to begin with. Nevertheless, I have the impression that she sang “Uso” in a very pleasant voice that is quiet and very easy on the ear, and that she sang it in a comfortable way.

We had not heard the voice actors’ voices before, so the voices we heard through the anime were the ones we knew. For example, in the case of “Monochrome Kiss,” I was under the impression that it sounded like Sebastian. But for “Uso”, I got the impression that it was a new voice rather than Ed’s, and that made it even better. I have the impression that she sang it well.

Mao: At the time, I was thinking of Ed and Al in “Fullmetal Alchemist,” and I wrote lyrics that had meaning for SID as well, overlapping images of the path they had taken, the pain they felt, and the scenery they saw. I think the lyrics have two sides to them, and I think they fit well with the image of the person who is closer to the anime. I could tell that the singers were thinking of the anime while they sang the song.

The third song is “Ranbu no Melody” from BLEACH sung by Masakazu Morita, who voices Ichigo Kurosaki.

Aki: I had been reading “BLEACH” for a long time before I got involved with it. I also watched the anime when it was made. I personally wanted to sing the theme song for “BLEACH” someday. Then we received a tie-up for “BLEACH” and I thought, “I definitely want to do this.” I liked other works that Mr. Morita was involved with, so I was very excited to have him sing “Ranbu no Melody” for us. Of course, all voice actors are like that, but I had a personal attachment to the song, so I listened to it with all my heart.

What other works did you like that Mr. Morita appeared in?

Aki: I was addicted to FINAL FANTASY X. It was so serious that I couldn’t believe it was a game, so I thought it was amazing, to the point where I was a little confused about my feelings. Most recently, he appeared in “Kingdom”. I heard Mr. Morita’s voice there, so I respect him as an amazing person.

Mr. Morita also made comments such as: “It’s an honor beyond my capacity”.

Aki: I read it. I’m very grateful. I really appreciate it. I felt the greatness of the voice actors, which is true for other songs as well. From our point of view, they are our seniors. They are wonderful people, so I am grateful.

The fourth song, “ANNIVERSARY” from Magi is sung by Haruka Tomatsu, who voices Morgiana.

Aki: “ANNIVERSARY” is the song that SID has done the most in the past year. The timing of the anniversary has been quite spotty. I am happy that it is also the song that will be included in the tribute under such circumstances.

I felt like a new “ANNIVERSARY” was born by Ms. Tomatsu’s singing voice.

Aki: Really. When someone other than us sings, it’s like a different song. It was as if someone else’s voice breathed new life into the song.

Mao: I think there is a good point in making a tribute work that is close to the image of the original, but there is also an interesting aspect in that it becomes a completely different work. In other words, when a male voice is replaced by a female voice, it goes in a completely different direction. The male voice is taken in a completely different direction by the female voice, and not only is it a different direction, but it also absorbs the original quality of the music. It was a song that you could feel that the singer had listened to the song many times and sang it.

I can feel it as only a vocalist can, and when I listened to the song… I felt that she had listened to the song a lot. I felt the love for the song, so I was really happy to hear her sing it.

A voice that would make you jealous as a vocalist

The fifth song, “Rasen no Yume” by Ayumu Murase as Mahmut from “Altair: A Record of Battles” was sung in a neutral voice, and I think this is also a really good song.

Mao: It was good. Rasen no Yume is one of SID’s more recent songs, so it was recorded after the band’s career had developed. I think there is such a good quality in SID’s original songs, but there is a freshness to it that is the complete opposite of that. I found myself thinking that this song really comes alive even with this kind of approach.

I thought the expression “freshness” is exactly the opposite.

Mao: It was a little frustrating because it was so killer. I thought, “I can’t deliver this killer sound”. (laughs)

Did you feel that way about any of the other songs?

Mao: Of course I felt frustrated, but in a good way. I still feel great about my voice. There are people who say to me, “You have a good voice,” too.

But of course!

Mao: But I think a good voice has a slightly different meaning for a voice actor. I think it’s pretty unfair that a voice actor has a cool singing voice, is cute, and is also good when he/she speaks (laughs). This time, a voice actor took on the challenge of singing vocals, which would be impossible for me even if I tried. I can feel the power of voice actors.

I have a feeling that you could do it, Mao…

Mao: No, no, that’s impossible (laughs).

Yuuya, what was your impression when you heard “Rasen no Yume”?

Yuuya: I was surprised by this too. As Mao said, I felt a different approach, or rather a different wave of … songs. I thought the indescribable, neutral voice was very addictive. And since he sang in the original key set that we are familiar with, I felt that my ears were drawn to his singing even more.

The next singer of “delete” from “The Seven Deadly Sins: Imperial Wrath of The Gods” was Sora Amamiya, who voiced Elizabeth. She had a very strong and powerful voice.

Aki: As you said, it was powerful and cool. She is very experienced at singing rock music. I was impressed by the way she sang, and I thought it was a wonderful take. I know this is a bit like what I said earlier, but I feel like she understood the world of the song before she sang it. The amount of passion is so great that it’s frightening.

Shinji: I think this song is originally a masculine song, but I was surprised how well it fits even when sung by a woman. As Mao-kun said earlier, it’s nice to hear someone with a good voice (laughs). I have never been told that I have a good voice, so I really envy them. I think that voice actors have been trained in many ways, but people who are born with a good voice are the ones I... feel jealous of (laughs).

In “Heaven Official’s Blessing” SID sang the opening and Ms. Amamiya sang the ending. I thought it was also neat that the next song was “Jiu no Kuchizuke”.

Shinji: Oh, that’s true. I think it was just a coincidence (laughs).

The song is sung by Jun Fukuyama, who voices Saburo (Sanlang). /Cheng Hua/

Shinji: He voiced Grelle Sutcliffe in Black Butler, right? As Yuuya mentioned earlier, I feel that Ms. Park’s singing voice is her own voice. But in “Jiu no Kuchizuke” I felt that Mr. Fukuyama’s voice is Saburo’s voice. Even if you listen to the song without being told, you can tell that it is Mr. Fukuyama’s voice. I think it is one of the strongest in the album.

Mao: The genre of this song is unique compared to the other songs, and his voice really matches the atmosphere of the song. Of course I sang the original song, but I felt that if Mr. Fukuyama had sung it originally, it would not sound out of place, so I felt that he made it his own. Also, when I listen to the song, I discover new things. Once I record a song, I tend to copy my own voice when I sing it later. But when someone else sings it for me, I realize that there is another way to sing it, or that it would be cool if I sang it that way. I learned a lot from it.

When I thought that the way a song is expressed can reveal a different world to it, I was once again reminded of the depth of the song and the goodness of the original song, and as I listened to it, I thought that the tribute songs are interesting.

Mao: It is interesting, isn’t it? I felt that by working in different environments, I was able to broaden the range of the songs when they were made into a single piece of music.

Fans = A gentle existence like a breeze

The “Soyokaze” (Breeze) single was released at the same time as the tribute album. The music composer of Soyokaze was Aki.

Aki: As for Soyokaze, I wanted to make it a song that would show each member of the band in the current style of the 20th anniversary of the band. I also wanted to create a melody that would be easy for everyone to sing along to.

What about the lyrics?

Mao: First of all, the title of the song “Breeze” came to me when I looked back on the 20 years of activities and thought: If I were to use one word to describe the existence of all our fans, what would that word be? SID was a band that started with four members exploring various things, so there were many different situations. There were times when we were riding a tailwind together and doing things at a high speed, and then there were times when the trials of being a vocalist hit us as a headwind... There have been many winds blowing, but when I stop and look back after 20 years, I see a gentle breeze like the light breeze in the eyes of our fans. I thought of all the fans’ eyes. Once I gave it that title, from there I just wrote what I was thinking. I tried to keep my expression straightforward.

The opening line: “A Hiace that holds nothing but dreams…” also brings a scene to mind. The Hiace is a familiar car for the band.

Mao: This could have been expressed in a different way. A van, for example. But I wanted to be specific to make it as straightforward as possible. That’s why I gave specific nouns. I used almost an entire phrase from the lyrics of “Binetsu”, a song I wrote a long time ago. I think it is only possible on the 20th anniversary of the band that we could do such a trick.

I was also impressed by your gentle voice in the last song “Soyokaze”.

Mao: Especially in the past three years, the whole world suffered from corona at the same time. We have had bad feelings in each of us, overcame hardships, and now we are living in the same era like this. When we celebrated SID’s 20th anniversary together, I wondered “What do we want now?”, and I felt that it would be words and music that... would gently watch over us, like a gentle breeze. I thought that this is the kind of song I want to deliver now, and I am sure everyone would like to hear it.

I am sure that this song will be a breeze for everyone. Lastly, I would like to ask each of you about your enthusiasm for the SID 20th Anniversary GRAND FINAL “Ichiban Sukina Basho” to be held at Nippon Budokan on December 27 (Wed).

Aki: I hope Budokan will be a stage where we can give back to our fans, to the people involved, and to the staff, and where people could feel the potential of the event. I hope you will have a great time with SID. I would like to give a cool performance that will make people want to continue to have a good time with SID.

Shinji: As Aki mentioned, everyone has a common feeling of gratitude toward the fans and staff after 20 years of their support. It is difficult to repay a favor, but I think the best way to repay a favor is for the four of us to be cool and show it. I hope to prepare well and show the best of SID.

Yuuya: This will be the last Nippon Budokan for our 20th anniversary. I’m also very enthusiastic because it will be our first solo performance at Budokan in a very long time, and since we have passed the corona pandemic and have been allowed to use our voice this year, I would like to receive as much cheering from everyone at Nippon Budokan as I have over the years.

Mao: I am enthusiastic about it, but in a sense, I want to stand on stage as naturally as possible without being enthusiastic. I have stood on various stages in the past, and each time I have run with the thought, “I am going to make this live a success!” I think now is the best time for me to express myself in my natural state. I just want to enjoy myself in a natural way, and I am sure that the fans will take me to a wonderful place and a wonderful stage as usual. I have high expectations and am looking forward to it.

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atlantaartisticweddings · 8 months ago

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Atlanta Wedding Photographers capture the Big Day at Atlanta's best Wedding Venues and Landmarks

I have talked to a lot of Atlanta wedding photographers. We chat about all the beautiful venues in our city and how we love the diverse choices brides and grooms have. Since my background is in historic preservation I tend to like historic venues. The most popular historic church in Atlanta is Christ the King and to me the best historic home is Naylor Hall. This week’s couple Katherine and Forest are people after my own heart. They chose both of those venues.

Katherine and Forest were recommended to me by Abbey from Naylor Hall. I have shot numerous weddings at Naylor Hall and everytime is so much fun. I feel like I find a new photo location each time I am there. As the light changes at Naylor Hall it reveals new ways to present itself and shine like the beauty it is.

Katherine and Forest’s wedding day started at Christ the King, the ceremony location. Katherine got there first with her mom and sister. They got dressed in the newly renovated bridal room. It is a large room located on the second floor at the street level entrance. Inside the room there is everything a bride would need. This includes several large full length mirrors, a few makeup stations with mirrors for the bridesmaids, two large couches, chairs and plenty of outlets for whatever the brides team may need. There is even a large chandelier in the middle of the room for a touch of grandeur.

The guys arrived a little later and came dressed. They put on their boutonnieres in the conference room down the hall from the ladies. The groom’s dad had picked the flowers for the boutonnieres from a flower farm near their mountain cabin in North Carolina. They were a nice heartfelt touch from the dad for the guys.

While the ladies were still getting ready I took the guys outside to the garden area to the east of the church. Where there is a quiet little sanctuary for guests. It has a brick patio, benches and many beautiful flowers for a perfect photo backdrop. The guys were awesome and we knocked their photos out quickly. Once done I tucked them away so they would not see the bride.

Once they were safely away I brought out Katherine. Her mom and sister were doting on her as she was getting ready to leave the bridal room. Her hair and dress were perfect and complemented the bride. We went outside to the garden again and took some photos with the bride and her family. We only had a few minutes so we went back inside and got ready for the wedding. While everyone was lining up for the wedding I snuck off with the bride and her sister and took a few more photos in the large hall next to the sanctuary. It is a grand room with large stained glass, marble columns and an arched ceiling. Once we were finished there it was show time!

The guests were escorted to the front of the church where they filled up the pews. Once they were seated the family entered and filled in the front two pews. The priest and the two accolades came in after the guests were seated and then the parents and close family members came after. While they trickled in Katherine and her dad were nervously chatting and getting ready for their entrance. Once the groom was in place the music changed, the guests rose to their feet and turned to see the beautiful bride escorted by her father to the altar. The ceremony was rather quick since they did not have a full mass. The priest shared some very thoughtful advice for life and marriage. After a few more words and a brief blessing they were pronounced husband and wife. They then had their first married kiss in front of god and guests.

I wanted to say a few things about Christ the King. It is not only a beautiful church and Atlanta landmark but the staff are consummate professionals. I have shot at Christ the King several times and this particular wedding coordinator was outstanding!�� She ran everything so smoothly with precision and ease.

Once we were through at the church we went to Naylor Hall. We were greeted by one of my favorite people in the world, Abbey. She made sure everyone was taken care of and that Naylor Hall was the perfect setting for a welcoming reception for the bride and groom’s guests.

Once the guests started to arrive Katherine and Forrest were tucked away so no one would see them. The guests went to the side of the front porch at Naylor where they enjoyed cocktails and hors d'oeuvres. After about a few minutes or so the DJ announced the bridal party. The groomsmen and bridesmaids came on to the porch then went down the steps. Once that was done the bride and groom were announced and they shared their first dance on the porch in front of their guests. You could feel the love in the air. They finished the dance and walked down the steps and enjoyed their guests in the front yard. The weather was perfect. The couple caught up with everyone then the party went inside for dinner.

Before the dinner was served though there was the father daughter dance and the son and mother dance. Everyone applauded the families then enjoyed a wonderful dinner and band. The band kept the crowd going until the exit where the remaining guest cheered on the couple and their new adventure as husband and wife.

Thanks for checking out this Atlanta wedding photographers blog! I hope you enjoyed the read and found it interesting! Make sure you keep coming back to our blog to see what the Atlanta wedding photographers at Atlanta Artistic Weddings get up to! If you’d like to contact me go to the contact page and drop me a line at https://www.atlantaartisticweddings.com/contact-atlanta-wedding-photographer. I would love to hear from you!

Thanks again!

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written-escapades · 2 years ago

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"Paradise"

I expected it to be just a normal series of events with the common program of preaching, sharing, reflecting, socializing, engaging, and many more. But it exceeded my expectations; little did I know that I would encounter something more valuable and have an impact on my current perspective when it comes to reality.

I experienced recollections in my junior years and also a retreat when I was graduating from junior high school. The experiences are not as memorable as they were back then, since I really find them boring. It's just all about sessions, and not much activity happened. When my adviser announced the retreat, the first thought that came to mind was that if it's not mandatory, I'm not going. After all those experiences in recollections and retreats, I didn't learn anything honestly, and I feel like it will be the same case. But I gave myself the benefit of the doubt; after all, this is my first time attending a Christian school, so I might as well give it a chance.

By the time we arrived at the retreat location, the first thing that really caught my attention was the scenery. The green pastures, the smell of nature, and the wide view of the sky, which gives a clean sight when the sun rises and sets, feel really refreshing and perfect for the mood of unwinding, and as I was admiring the view, I said to myself how wonderful His works are. It feels like he molded my fate to discover this place and to know Him more precisely in this place. When the program started, I felt a feeling that I had never felt before when it came to this kind of event. It felt so warming and welcoming, as if a warm blanket were wrapped around my body, which makes me feel cozy and allows me to relax in a chilly venue. The sessions, counseling, and team building are surprisingly enjoyable, to the point where I never want them to end.

I cannot fathom the feeling that I felt at that time, but I'm sure that I was really happy and very grateful for everything that happened on the retreat. I thought to myself that if I didn't give this retreat a chance, I wouldn't be able to learn and discover something new that I could apply to my life and become prepared for my future and the harsh world outside my bubble. Because of the retreat, I was able to get to know some of my classmates, my teachers and staff, and especially myself. Socializing is really not my forte, but surprisingly, I was able to do it without a hassle on the retreat because I felt safe in my surroundings. I was also able to show my vulnerable self and a snippet of my personal life at the time that I have to share about my chosen career in the future. It was very scary to stand in front of many people and have their eyes focused on me, but I was able to overcome it, and I am very proud of myself for that.

In terms of the difference in learning in school and on the retreat, both have bountiful advantages, but I learned something more valuable on the retreat, as it helps us become prepared not only for our personal lives but also for our spiritual lives. I am very grateful to this Christian school for helping me know more about God. Growing up with a religious trauma is hard since I really never thought about God. I was only able to know Him more when my mom converted to Christianity and when I entered Maranatha. It is really a huge privilege to know Him at this time of my life. I thought I was too late, but the school proved me wrong.

Some questions in my life that I find very hard to comprehend were answered during the retreat. It felt like a huge burden was taken away from my heart, and it feels light and I can breathe freely. This year's retreat is definitely a blessing in disguise from God Himself. I cannot thank the school enough for this opportunity they gave me. It felt like the last jigsaw piece in me has been found, and all I need to do is put it in its place and admire the paradise that God has prepared for me.

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finelinevogue · 3 years ago

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album listening party

i was late are we surprised? no! hopefully this calm you down a little <3

There was no denying that you were one of Harry’s greatest fans.

Of course you weren’t conceited or self-absorbed enough to claim that you were his biggest fan, but you like to think you’re within the top 0.001% of his Spotify listeners.

In fact, you must be because otherwise you would not have been invited to his new ‘Harry’s House’ Spotify listening party. To say you were lucky was an understatement. You must have been born the moment a shooting star passed, because it was hard to believe that something like this was actually happening to you.

The night before the listening party you could barely sleep, stressing that maybe your outfit wasn’t actually that good of a choice or thinking over how your introduction was going to go. Unfortunately Spotify could only bless you with one ticket, in order to gain as many different people as possible, so you were also worried about going alone being the introvert that you are.

The queue was so long for the venue. Standing outside of it didn’t feel real. You messaged your friends, trying to contain your excitement over meeting your inspiration in less than an hour. Everyone in the line were either standing with friends and family who had dropped them off, or were making friends already. If you didn’t have such an irrational fear of making new friends, you would introduce yourself to the group of girls in front of you. For now, though, you’d keep on counting your deep breaths.

It wasn’t before long that the queue started moving, people heading on inside to meet a man that had changed their lives. It just didn’t feel real.

When it was your turn to reach the front, you were greeted by a smiling man. “Hello love! How are you doing today?”

Your heart warmed at the thought of this man having to greet every single fan before you, and after, yet he still had a smile on his face and a spring in his step.

“A little nervous, but mainly excited.” You replied, anxious to get inside now.

“Oh I bet! If you just move to the right for me, one of my colleagues will set you up with your tote bag and some headphones. Alright?”

You nodded politely and moved to where he was pointing, where a woman was waiting for you.

“Hi, I’m Angela. Lovely to meet you.” You said hi back. “This is yours,” she said, handing you a stuffed tote back with the ‘youarehome’ logo on it. “It’s got a signed CD, an album photobook, a sticker and a poster inside of it. Here are the headphones. They are wireless and when the session starts, they will automatically start playing the music. Is that all okay?”

“Sounds amazing.” You made sure you collected yourself before walking off into a room full of other awaiting fans.

There were already small groups forming, talking about which track they claimed and random theories you had seen floating around on Twitter previously. The atmosphere was so chill. The room was full of leather worn sofas, shades of browns and cream painting the room. There were a few plants set up on the window sills and there were coffee tables set up with jam doughnuts and custard creams. It felt like home.

Harry’s House.

You made yourself comfortable on a sofa towards the corner of the room, popping your newly acquired tote bag and personal bag on the seat next to you. You took out your phone, messaging people to say that you were actually here and safe, before taking to Twitter to see how the less lucky fans were feeling about today.

You recognised a couple of the staff from the Pleasing pop-ups, whilst also catching a glimpse of Jeff at one point. It was very hard to admit that any of this was real.

It was ten minutes later, when everyone had taken their seats and filled up on coffees and cakes, that Jeff came into the room first.

Everyone went quiet.

Not three seconds later did Harry then walk into the room.

You could safely say that you could no longer breathe. The air was snatched right from your lungs and placed God knows where else. He was here. He was right there. Standing in front of the room with an adorable orange knitted sweater and black flares, matched with a pair of Gucci trainers you’d seen him wear at the Brits.

He smiled like he knew that he had just lit up the room.

He waved at everyone and let out a soft “Hello.”

Some people cried. Some screamed. Others, like you, sat back and soaked in the moment because you were sure that nothing like this would quite happen again. You were okay with that, because this moment was dosing you with enough happiness to last until your next lifetime.

“How is everyone?”

A chorus of ‘goods’ and ‘thrivings’ came back from the room. You stayed quiet, just admiring the man that you had looked up to all these years. He was finally here and you just wanted a minute or two to accept that he was real.

“Nice jumper.” He said to someone who was wearing the new ‘Shroom Bloom’ blue sweater. You wished you could have gotten it, but your bank balance screamed otherwise. “Oh and great choice of hat.” He said to someone else, who was sporting a Green Bay Packers hat.

“Okay, so we’ll do some introductions and you will have the option to ask Harry some questions. Then we’ll have the listening party, before having a little wrap up at the end. Feel free to constantly snack and drink. Toilets are just through there and, yeah, let’s have a good day!” The same man who greeted you on the door spoke delightfully, before handing over to Jeff.

“Hi, so yeah, I’m Jeff. I got stuck with giving the housekeeping talk.” He joked, making people laugh - including Harry. “I don’t think it will come as a surprise when I say, please don’t take photos or videos today. This is not a chance for a meet and greet, this is simply an opportunity for you to hear Harry’s new music. Obviously, if we do find evidence of misconduct there will be severe consequences and honestly I don’t want to have to deal with the paperwork. But enjoy yourselves today and I’ll hand you over to the man himself.”

People applauded for Jeff and then clapped even louder for Harry. It was such a treasure getting to see him in person, smiling and laughing like he was genuinely born for this moment.

“Hello everyone. So nice to meet you all.” He gives small waves across the room, and you pretend that one of them was just for you. “Today is pretty special for me, as I’m sure it will be for some of you, so really all I have to say is just enjoy it. Obviously, very excited for your questions afterwards but even more excited to hear what you think of the album. Only, if you think it’s shit just don’t tell me ‘cause I don’t think my ego could take it!”

Harry finished up talking, introducing some other people on his team, before being handed a pair of headphones himself. He walked to the opposite side of the room than you, sitting within a group of girls that were giggling over how he chose to sit with them first.

There was a countdown in your ears and the music began.

The first song was punchy and it gave you the punk rock vibes that everyone thought Harry was going for with HS3. The second song was so chill, that you could even listen to it on a summer’s day walking down the beach. The third song was sad, punching you right to the throat so that tears welled in your eyes. The fourth song you had already heard of, ‘As It Was’, but you contently listened along to it again.

Harry moved after the fourth song, going to sit in a different part of the room.

You listened to tracks 5, 6 and 7 before Harry came over to your side of the room. Originally, you thought he was coming to sit with the group of girls in front of you. Instead, he came and sat down on the spare seat next to you. Of course, you didn’t notice at first because your eyes were closed as you nodded along to another sad song. You wanted to make note of every sad lyric, so that when you went home you could dissect them and write up a ‘kill list’ for whoever hurt him.

When track 7 finished, you opened your eyes and scanned the room, only to have your breath caught in your throat when you realised Harry was sat next to you.

“Oh my god!” You laughed, choking on air.

Harry laughed, before turning concerned at your coughing fit. “Are you alright?” He asked, taking off his headphones so he could hear you better. He patted your back gently, watching you start to regain your breath again. “Can we get some water please?” He asked someone from across the room.

Someone came moments later, handing Harry the cup who handed you the cup.

“Thanks.” You let out a small gratitude, slightly embarrassed that you’d just gone through that in front of Harry Styles.

“Never had someone die because of me before and didn’t feel like that starting today.” He joked, trying to make you feel better about the situation. He could tell you were embarrassed, but he didn’t want to make the situation worse by telling you that. So, he did the most kind thing and played the situation off as if it was no big deal.

You both remained quiet as track 8 started and then merged into 9, 10, 11, 12. Letting out a big sigh, you prepared yourself for track 13.

“Are you sighing because it was that bad of an album?”

You went red at the cheeks over how he had caught you doing that, but shook your head instantly. “God, no. No, not at all. I’m just terrified of what track 13 will do to me when ‘Fine Line’ absolutely destroys me.” You laughed. Harry laughed. Then you died slightly on the inside because you had just made Harry laugh.

“It’s not like ‘Fine Line’. You don’t have to worry.” He assured you, before smiling and listening to the sounds of Track 13 starting.

Afterwards you felt so empty. You were unsure of what to do with yourself.

You were one of the first few people to listen to Harry’s new album and you were unsure of what you should do with yourself now that you have. You can’t run and tell anyone, you’d signed an NDA that threatened to sue you if you did otherwise. You wanted to run out of the building, climb to the top of the highest building and scream because of how momentous that album was.

His debut album was exquisite. It was simple and full of soulful energy. Then came along its’ sister, ‘Fine Line’ and she absolutely changed your life. The album made you into a happier person, with some of your favourite lyrics ever being written inside of those songs. And now, ‘Harry’s House’. It was just so much bigger than either album before, which seemed quite impossible walking into the room earlier on. Of course you were aware of how much of a musical genius Harry was, but this. This was something special and he would be remembered for it.

You took off your headphone and handed them to someone who was going around collecting them.

“So, what did you think?” Harry asked and you had to turn around to make sure that he was actually asking you.

“Can I be honest?”

“Nothing ever good has come of those words, but, yes, go on.” You could tell he was nervous to hear what you would say.

“It’s your best album.” You smiled, truly meaning that. “And you should be proud of yourself.”

Harry looked quite taken aback, not expecting you to have said anything like that at all. In honesty, he was expecting you to say something like ‘you should be worried for your career’. To hear that really meant a lot.

“Wow.”

“That’s not to say I don’t still completely love your other albums though.” You added quickly, not wanting him to think you were hating on his other children - especially not when they were so good.

“Thank you. Actually, thank you very much.” He spoke sincerely. “Did you have a favourite song?”

“Not yet, but I did love the lyrics “find a moment of calm, colour it in”.”

“Ah yes. Some of my favourite lyrics too actually. Good choice.” He laughed and so did you.

“Are you nervous to hear everyones thoughts on the album?” You asked, even though there would be a Q&A shortly you just wanted to get a head start. Others were talking in their small circles. Jeff was co-ordinating stuff with the manager of the event. A few girls were watching over you and Harry talking, probably wishing they were now the introverted type that sits in the corner surrounded by empty seats.

“Of course, yes. Not everyone will like my music though and that’s okay. Just as I don’t like... Rock music for example.”

“You don’t like rock music?”

“No, I do but it was just the first thing that came to my head.” He chuckled, but still managed to get his point across anyways.

“I’ll compile a book of all the nice things people have said about you, your new album and its lyrics, and maybe try to give it to you at my concert.” You suggested, but when you left here today you were going straight to the shops to buy book to get started on the project.

“You’re coming to ‘Love On Tour’?” He asked, smiling as if you’d just told him that you were buying him a golden retriever.

“In Manchester, yes.”

“Where abouts?”

“Just general standing. I’ll make people pass it down towards you though.”

“I’ll be sure to look out for you...”

“Y/N.”

“Y/N. It was lovely meeting you and I hope to see you again soon.”

He gave you a huge and a small squeeze. You now never wanted to wash your body ever again. As he pulled away and made his way back over to Jeff you couldn’t help but think, did you just become best-friends with Harry Styles?

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dearmrsawyer · 3 years ago

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Meet Tana! One of nonna’s cats who now lives with us, looking absolutely SPOOKED on our windowsill dfskdfs there was some neighbourhood cat about.

Our lockdown lifted last week so fully vaccinated people are now allowed out and about, shops and public venues are open with masks and social distancing in place etc. I don’t plan to partake in any of these freedoms for the foreseeable future lol. I am feeling???? !?? I think just anxious and unsettled. I’m nervous about things opening up, but also about how expectations are going to start picking up now to like, not remain locked in your home. I’m just not there, i still have a lot of fear and stuff to untangle and i just want to wait for the next little while to unfold without me being out there in it. Work has thankfully already said they have no plans to rush us back into the office, which is such a relief. It sounds like at most only staff will have access to campus for the remainder of the year. That makes me feel really comfortable because i’m definitely not ready to put my service hat back on and start serving people in person.

I don’t know i just feel off overall at the moment. I’m nervous about all of that, there are some house things that are stressing me out, i feel like i’m not available to connect with friends when they’re available to connect so i’m not really connecting, ugh i just feel?? Not very good. I just want to sit in the sun and have no thoughts or feelings. I did found the hard drive with all my good quality Spn downloads so i picked up a bit of gif making again! Slowly slowly, but i have worked on some most nights this past week. I am hoping to use it as a gateway back into writing, its a helpful way for me to flex some creative muscles, and i’ve been thinking about a couple of my wips a lot lately, so i need my active/maker brain to catch up and maybe reconnect with my passive/thinker brain. It’ll probably still be a while but step by step.

Oh but i am so enjoying watching Jared in Walker! I am so so enjoying watching him. It’s strangely not jarring to watch him play a character who is not Sam? I was expecting to find it weird, but it looks so good on him! His character is a bit cheeky, so i can see Jared enjoying himself in there :) The show has a really.. i’m not sure how to explain it, just like a family vibe? It’s feels emotionally calming, or something. Maybe it’s that so many scenes take place in a calm outdoor environment lol i don’t know! Maybe it’s just watching Jared play a dad ;__; god bless. But it makes me feel relaxed when i sit down to watch it which i DEEPLY appreciate at the moment. I think it’s got a lot of room to grow so i can’t wait to see it do just that. I’m almost caught up on season 1 and season 2 starts at the end of the month yay!

#part of me thinks that my unease about the ~state of things is bleeding into how i feel about everything else but #i kind of feel blegh on a few levels inside at the moment #just trying to make some gifs and watch walker and enjoy the 0.5 seconds of sun when the rain permits!#i hope you're all doing good #feeling good <3 #tp

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bexterbex · 5 years ago

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A Soul to Mend His Own | Ch. 69

Happy May the Fourth, to all of my readers. A long chapter is ahead of you, I suggest you grab some tissues for this one. You will need it.

Warning, PLEASE CHECK TAGS IF YOU SEE SOMETHING YOU DON’T WANT TO READ THEN DON’T READ. Tag lists are closed

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Will tag as I go along, Will update tags, Slow Burn, Influenced by Star Trek and other Sci-Fi themes, References to We Happy Few, Tons of References and quotes to George Orwells 1984 see if you can find them all, The First Order is the new Big Brother, but who is really surprised, Blatant Nazi Symbolism, Interrogation Themes, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Really just drawn out Slow Burn, Don’t repost without permission, Torture themes, Suggestive Themes, Execution themes, Disturbing Themes, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Verbal Abuse, Controlling Kylo Ren, Physical Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Kylo Ren is Not Nice, Kylo Ren Has Issues, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, Possessive Kylo Ren, A character shamelessly based on Zelda

A Kylo Ren x Modern! Reader in a soulmate au with canon divergence. —————————————SLOWBURN————————————–

He is already the Supreme leader, searching the universe to find you, his Empress. Your name on his wrist has been the only constant in his life, while you have doubts about his existence and his acceptance of you. He isn’t in the database and why did the name Kylo Ren cover Ben Solo?

MASTERLIST

Chapter 69: Wedding Bells

“Long Live the Supreme Leader,” erupted the crowd in repeat. You stepped back from the podium as the First Order anthem played and salutes were given. After the anthem was finished the crowd fell into deafening chants of ‘Long Live the Supreme Leader’ and ‘Bow to the First Order.’ You quickly took your leave back to your chambers as Hux took over the assembly. He gave you a small nod as a sign of good work.

Kuruk and Trudgen flanked you, back all the way to your chambers. Your staff would be returning when the assembly was officially over, but you had the privilege of only needing to be there for your part. You informed the knights that you would like to be alone.

You sat down and tried to process what you had just seen. Kylo killing her, killing Rey. The woman who thought she could take him away from you. If you were being honest with yourself what you witnessed should have appalled you, but it didn’t. There was something in you that was thrilled at him protecting you, at protecting your relationship with him. He was an unhinged demon sent to protect you, your own personal god.

You were disturbed from your thoughts by your staff entering your chambers. There was a buzz of excited chatter among them. They apparently enjoyed watching the battle, just probably not as much as you did. You all quickly got back to work on ceremony arrangements. You were going to send a few of them down to the surface to monitor and report back on the repairs.

Before lunch, the dressmaker arrived with your dress in her hands. It was covered in a bag, but you sent your staff away as you lead her to your dressing room. Only Adlez and Olivia-Rose were allowed to see it before the ceremony. Your jaw dropped when the dressmaker pulled it out of the bag. “It’s beautiful.” You ran your hand over the lace of sleeves.

“I need you to try it on as there may need to be a few adjustments to be made,” said the old woman. But the dress fit like a glove.

You felt like a goddess and you looked like one too. You were definitely going to stand out from the venue itself. You would look like a rare white Lilium amongst the scorched earth. A piece of delicately pure femininity amongst the masculine obsidian architecture. And next to Kylo you were going to look like the fair maiden that tamed the savage, bloodthirsty monster. A piece of pure moonlight cherished by the most menacing black as dusk creature to grace the galaxy. His own personal star, in the coldness of his grim night sky.

When Adlez placed the veil on your head you instantly knew you were ready for this, ready to marry him, ready to be Empress. For the first time, you felt so sure that this would be your destiny. Your eternity with him.

“Empress Ren,” said Adlez as she looked at you in the mirror.

You met her eyes with a smile. “Yes.”

All three of them sang praises of your beauty. You didn’t even want to take off the dress, but you knew you had to as it wasn’t time yet. With a saddening heart, you watched as Adlez hung it up on the back of the armoire. You would get to wear it in two days’ time, or so you hoped. But for now, you were finishing up plans for the ceremony.

The dress was put away; you had your usual luncheon with members of the High Command, your lesson, dinner, and then getting ready for bed. Your schedule still feeling rather boring as the anticipation of the ceremony growing closer took over your every thought. You were prepared for bed by Adlez and Olivia-Rose, who both insisted that since it was so close to the ceremony that you needed to be pampered every night and every morning. Once they were done you tucked yourself into bed as Adlez handed you your sleeping pill, seeing as really you only needed someone there to make sure you took it after you were already lying down, for your safety.

You woke up the next morning and were pampered again. You were to visit the surface again, just to see the preparations for yourself. Adlez and Olivia-Rose were going to join you as they needed to see the room you were going to get ready in. You wanted only them to see you in your dress before the ceremony, so that meant you had to get ready at the castle.

The descent to the surface felt different this time. None of your party felt as anxious or worried as they did previously. When you exited the ship you were greeted by excited Alazmec. The translation droid told you that they were saying variations of ‘its nice to see you, goddess’ ‘welcome back’ ‘bless you’ and other joyous things. You told the droid to thank them, even if there was no way to directly say it.

You approached the large imposing monument. The repairs on the outside seemed to be coming along. The Alazmec seemed to set up a shrine or offering table right outside the entrance. It made you smile; they seemed to be very happy that the castle was being repaired. The inside of the castle looked even better than the outside. The black obsidian was so shiny they were mirrors. They looked like they could hold your future, but in a way they did.

You were shown to a side room that would be where you were supposed to get ready. Adlez and Olivia-Rose were moving about the room. You heard Adlez speak to an officer about getting a vanity and a full-length mirror. Which he promptly took as an order. You were very pleased at the progress of everything. You left them in that room to visit the ceremony space again. This time the room was immaculate. You imagined standing there with Kylo, being announced his wife, being crowned Empress. Wearing your dress. It was all starting to come together.

You meandered around the room for a bit waiting for the rest of your landing party to join you. Once they did you made your way back to the shuttle and back to the Supremacy. You had a luncheon, your lesson, and then you were alone for dinner. Just after dinner, you decided to curl up by the fireplace upstairs before you would get ready for bed. Tomorrow would be your wedding day, and you wanted to enjoy the peace while you still had it, but that didn’t happen.

You received a holo transmission from Kylo, but he wasn’t there exactly. You could see him, but it wasn’t your normal call, you almost wondered if this was another pre-recorded transmission like that from the day before with the scavenger, but you could see the little red light to signify that this was a live call. You called out to him but he couldn’t hear you; you kept watching what was happening.

And then you saw her, his mother. She approached him slowly. “Please take off that mask. You don’t need it.” Her voice reflected the tiredness you saw in her eyes.

He dwarfed her in size, “What do you think you’ll see if I do?” His approach towards her was less threatening than it was with Rey. He still looked like a beast before his prey, but this time he regarded her as more.

She looked sad, “The face of my son.” Her voice was earnest. She had the face of a mother that was desperate to see her child once more. The son that was right in front of her.

He took off the helmet. You could see her eyes water more as she looked upon his face.

“Your son is gone. He was weak and foolish, just like his father. So I destroyed him. I am destroying him to protect her.” You could hear waves of emotion in his voice now. They were no longer being distorted by his helmet’s modulator. “Did you come here to say you forgive me? To save my soul?”

She shook her head, “I failed you, Ben, my son.” She was still using the name of the man he despised, the man he wanted to kill.

“You did. And I’m sure you are. The Resistance will be dead. The war is over. And when I kill you, I will have killed the last piece of Ben Solo. I’ve destroyed the scavenger, and soon you, and all of it.” He wildly gestured around him. You wished you could see inside his mind, just like he was able to see inside yours. Tears were freely falling from your face, you knew what was about to happen.

“You don’t have to do this,” she was pleading to the devil now. But he couldn’t save her, he couldn’t save himself. He had made his decision long ago, and now he was fulfilling his destiny.

“I’m being torn apart. I want to be free of this pain. I want her free of this pain. I know what I have to do, but I don’t know if I have the strength to do it.” You lurched forward in your seat, on edge at what you were witnessing. Your heart constricting as you knew he needed to do it, but part of you was mourning for him. You wished there was another way.

“You do know this won’t be the end of it? I know you have felt it too. Something is stirring. It needs to end.” She knew something you didn’t. You were worried. What was she saying? Was something worse on the horizon?

He simply nodded and asked, “Will you help me?” He held out his hand.

“Of course,” she seemed to know what he was asking as she took his hand. He drew her into his arms. You watched as a son held his mother in one last embrace.

“Thank you.” You saw the red flash of his saber. Unlike the scavenger, her ending was peaceful, there was no fight. You watched as he dropped to his knees, clutching her body to his. You heard a singular loud grief-filled sob before her body disappeared from his arms. With his back still to you, he picked up and put on his helmet. His shield from the outside world. He stood, and as he straightened his back the transmission ended.

You felt cold, and you quickly looked at your wrist. The name Ben Solo was gone. Kylo Ren was now in bold black letters. He killed him. Ben Solo was dead. Kylo Ren was victorious. Your head grew dizzy with the realization and before you could do anything you blacked out.

You awoke to a frantic Adlez holding you; you were on the floor. “M’lady are you all right? We’ve been trying to wake you for an hour now.” Your eyes were finally able to focus on those around you.

“I’m fine. The Supreme Leader will be back for the ceremony tomorrow. I need to get some rest,” you responded to her.

The doctor looked at you with a knowing eye. “Yes, in fact, I recommend that you do get some rest.”

Adlez and Olivia-rose got you ready for bed, they drew you a relaxing bath, once that was over they helped you change. When you exited the bathroom, the doctor was still waiting patiently for you.

“I’ll give her her medication tonight, you have an early morning tomorrow. Go get some rest,” said Dr. Dabrini to Adlez.

She gave you both a look but followed orders.

“Now m’lady may I presume that your fainting spell had something to do with the Supreme Leader?” He knew the situation all too well to hide anything from him.

“Yes, he’s finally killed Ben Solo, completely. I think that’s why I passed out,” you confided.

“You are the first known case of this circumstance, so I wouldn’t be surprised, but you and the Supreme Leader are also more compatible biologically than any other match I’ve ever seen. I just wanted to confirm my suspicions.”vHe then gave you your sleeping pill, and you fell asleep quicker this time. You were out by the time he had left the bedroom. Your body’s exhaustion catching up to you. Another black, dreamless night. A comfort to you now.

Adlez and Olivia-Rose singing “Here Comes the Bride” awoke you. This put you in a pleasant mood, to see them in such excellent moods. You were also just excited to see Kylo in person again. To see him as himself fully for the first time, to see him as just Kylo Ren.

They got you into the bathroom for another bath, this time you were heavily inspected from head to toe. You were to be perfect today. And they would make sure of it. Once you passed inspection you were dressed in a long black wrap dress for your travels of the day. As a treat, you had breakfast out on the patio complete with mimosas. You were only joined by them as the rest of your staff were to help with the preparations of the ceremony itself.

After breakfast Adlez grabbed your dress and Olivia-Rose got everything else, you would need to get ready, and then you were off to the hangar to go down to the surface. Your excitement grows with every second. Exiting the ship you were once again greeted with cheers of excitement from the Alazmec, but now there were officers and ‘troopers among them. You felt like a princess.

You entered the castle being quickly ushered into the side room where you were to get ready, “I will personally stick the Supreme Leader with a pin if he tries to see you before the ceremony. I’ve been informed that it is bad luck in your culture and I do not mess with superstitions,” said Adlez, shutting the door behind you.

“Speaking of which,” said Olivia-Rose. “We have some things for you. The first being something old,” she produced a beautiful set of earrings. They featured a small white pearl at the base, but attached to a long delicate silver chain was a larger black pearl. “These belonged to Queen Padme Amidala herself. They are one of the most sensible pieces of jewelry she owned.”

“And this is something new,” said Adlez handing you a matching pearl necklace, with two small white pearls bookending a larger black one on a delicate silver chain. “A gift from the both of us.”

You didn’t know what to say, but you started to choke up while trying to thank them.

“Now, now, now. We shall have no tears before the wedding,” said Adlez, wiping them from your face.

“Thank you both, I really appreciate it,” you were great full for both of them. You would be utterly lost in this whole experience if it wasn’t for them.

“It's the least we can do,” said Olivia-Rose. You saw a sweet smile erupt on her face. But before any conversation could continue, there was a knock on the door.

“Ah that should be the something borrowed,” said Adlez. The door opened to reveal Captain Phasma.

“You should not need this, but here is there something borrowed. It is one of the few things from my planet that I brought with me to the First Order.” She handed you a small intricate knife. The gesture almost made you tear up again, but you held it in.

“Thank you Phasma I hope I won’t have to use it either,” you gave her a knowing smirk. If anyone tried anything while Kylo was present, your knife would be the least of their worries.

“And finally something blue,” said Adlez. It was cheesy, but it was a beautiful blue lace garter. “I think this is something the Supreme Leader will enjoy,” She said with a wink.

You were thankful they paid attention to the small cheesy wedding tradition; it made you feel as if this was the plan all along.

Adlez did your hair in an intricate but elegant style, something more sleek than the late queen ever wore. Olivia-Rose kept your makeup beautiful but simple, bringing out your natural beauty. Once they were done they helped you dress in your wedding gown. Applying finishing touches here and there before putting on your cathedral length veil. You had a bouquet made of all your favorite flowers; it reminded you of when you first met Kylo, the small but kind gesture he gave you. You were ready to go down the aisle.

Olivia-Rose slipped out of the room. She was to inform you when it was time. Adlez was giving you a reassuring pep talk that you really didn’t pay attention to. You were too focused on wanting to rush out and get this all over with. Olivia-Rose stuck her head in, giving you the go-ahead. Both of them guided you through the door into the adjoining hall that led to the ceremony space. It was completely empty, just like you hoped. You wanted everyone to see you at once. You wanted to take their breath away.

You paused at the entrance to the space, Olivia-Rose and Adlez opened the doors for you revealing you to all that awaited your entrance, and most of all to Kylo. There was no traditional march music, you just strode confidently down the aisle to him, and to where Hux stood as the officiant.

Kylo himself looked the same, but different in many ways. He wasn’t wearing his mask or his usual uniform. He was wearing a black coat-like garment that featured embroidery that made him look like the galaxy himself. Once again his hair was braided out of his face, and a single gold circlet crown adorned his head. He looked stunning.

The ceremony itself was just the common practice one from your planet, with all the to have and to hold and in sickness and in health vows. Really, you couldn’t focus on anything other than Kylo. His black eyes searching your face, holding your own eyes hostage. You remember the exchange of rings. Kylo’s being a simple black band with a silver cut out that matched the shape of yours. Your ring was a simple silver band with a large black jagged stone, it reminded you of Kylo.

You also remember the kiss, after Hux said the words “You may now kiss the bride,” Kylo scooped you up into his arms so fast, his lips crashing down onto yours. You could tell he couldn’t really take it any longer, he needed to be with you. He dipped you back in the old fashion way and deepened the kiss. Most couples had a chaste first kiss as a married couple, you did not, but you were not complaining. After you heard Hux clear his throat Kylo brought you back up to vertical and ended the kiss. You had no idea how long your first kiss was, but you didn’t care.

After the kiss was your coronation, which also went by in a rather a blur. You remember having to kneel in front of Kylo as he deemed you Empress, and you remember the removal of your veil and the placing of your crown. Unlike Kylo, you had a proper crown, one that made you feel like the Empress you were. You also remember being announced Empress and hearing a roaring cheer.

You remember taking Kylo’s arm and walking down the opposite hallway to where you came from. You hadn’t explored this part of the castle. Suddenly you remember that you never planned any sort of reception after the wedding, but upon entering the room he led you to, there was no need for one.

There was a small buffet spread, much like the one when you first met him, but you were in a rather elegant bedroom this time. Your anxiety spiked.

“Would you like to eat first,” asked the man in question himself. He could probably feel how nervous you were. It was practically radiating off of you.

In the back of your mind, you had expected a reception before your wedding night. There was always a reception. You felt stupid. “Yes, please.” You were attempting to stall. You haven’t seen him in over a week, let alone really even touch him—kiss him. You felt like a typical blushing virgin at the whole ordeal, but you weren’t.

He guided you to the food, both of you choosing a rather small amount of the rich selection. You were worried that if you ate too much, it might make you sick with your current spiked anxiety. You stuck to light foods, enough to take the edge off of your worries, but not enough to make you look and feel heavy. When you both finished your food Kylo took your plate from you and set it aside. He then took your hand and guided you to the bed, he paused at the foot of the bed and in a swift but suave motion he brought your hand to his lips where he graced it with a kiss. His lips kissed along the back of your hand and eventually found their way to your wrist, to his name. With hungry eyes he stepped closer to you, enchanting you with his overwhelming presence.

As he drew you in close to his lips found that familiar place behind your ear, his place, his mark. His hand found the small of your back as he pushed you flush against him, that hand trailed its way down to your ass where he held you in place. You could feel him still for a moment before his other hand raised your chin up, so your lips barely met his. “I have waited for this moment for a thousand lifetimes, Kitten.” Something about the way he said his pet name for you at that moment had you melting like putty in his hands.

You felt his hand come back up to the bare opening of your dress; he started to unbutton it. His lips brushed over yours before he said, “Actually, I’ll let the Force handle this.” You then felt his hand leave your back, to cup the side of your face. An all too familiar presence then started unbuttoning the dress for him. You attempted to return the favor, but you struggled, earning a chuckle in response as Kylo assisted you.

His hands guided the dress down your arms, and he took a step back to assist you with stepping out of your gown. You then led him to the bed, you in just your bra, underwear and garter, and him in just the black slacks. He looked down at your little lace garter in confusion, toying with it before he attempted to hook a finger through it but you stopped him. “It’s actually a tradition that you... remove it with your teeth.” You could feel yourself blush as you suggested it.

He cocked a brow, with a smirk dancing on his lips, “With my teeth?”

You eagerly nodded, hoping he would take the hint and indulge you. When his head dipped down to your thigh, you knew you had won a small victory. You felt him kiss the tender flesh of your inner thigh before he nibbled around the edge of the garter, nothing too harsh, but more of a tickle. You then felt him take it between his teeth, and he play growled at you causing you to gasp, as he held eye contact as he slid the piece of lace down your leg and off your foot.

He crawled back up to your face with the piece of discarded lace still in his mouth. He hovered directly over your face as he spoke with it between his teeth, “Did I do it right?”

You let out a cry and agreed feverishly, you could see your blush now extending down to your chest as you got a heated feeling between your thighs, where close to where his face just was. You looked up at him from under your lashes, trying to maintain any semblance of innocence you had in front of this hungry beast. His lips attacked yours, in a familiar but new fashion. Now he had an end goal that was attainable, his desire bleeding into the kiss. His hands winding into your hair, like a prayer on the wind. You braced a hand against his strong broad chest and wound another in his hair, feeling the back of his skull under your fingertips.

Somewhere in between kissing you and making fresh new marks down your neck, he had managed to unhook your bra, chucking it somewhere behind him. His large calloused hands roamed your bare chest, squeezing and testing each breast in his hands. His fingers teasing and pinching your nipples, causing deep moans, where he used the opportunity to shove his tongue down your throat. Eventually, his lips made their way back down your neck and to your breasts, taking their time as they nipped the tender flesh beneath them. As eager as you assumed him to be, he was taking his time. As if he was committing every individual pore to memory.

You soon felt his wet tongue against your nipple, licking, teasing you, before his lip enclosed around it. And you felt a pleasurable pressure as he sucked and teased your tit. You threw your head back in a moan as your hips met his, grinding against his. You heard a growl like a groan from deep within his chest, “So you like that Kitten?” It was a question that really didn’t need to be answered as he could see, feel the reaction it had on you. His eyes ravenous as the stared at you from his position at your chest. You replied by rolling your pelvis against his.

He switched his attention to your other breast, doing the same as he did before, only this time he tentatively bit down this caused you to yelp in surprise. While you were distracted he hooked a finger into the band of your thong and pulled it down off your body, using the Force to fully remove it from your equation. His lips came crashing down onto yours and dominated you as they always did. He continued to bruise your lips as he feasted upon your tender flesh. He took his time as he made his way back to his branding mark behind your ear, making sure it was as dark as it was before he left. While one hand was toying with your hair, keeping it out of his way, the other took one of yours in his as he guided you to his pants. Assisting you as you fumbled to get them off of him. Both of you eventually gave up as he used the Force to rid his body of them.

And then you were bare under him, just as he was over you, his gaze locking you in place, “Would you like me to be sweet or would you like to meet the beast you married?” His eyes were pooling with desire and power. He was starving and only you could sate him.

Both options thrilled you as you could feel the slick starting to pool between your legs. You had been denying him for too long. “Are those my only options?” You fluttered your lashes at him, there was no need to flirt, but you couldn’t help yourself. It boosted your confidence knowing that he only had passion for you—only you.

“Yes, one or the other kitten.” A smirk gracing his plump, bruised lips. He was doing a wonder on himself as he was worshiping you. You quickly glanced down between you, his hard cock close you your tender wet cunt. You wanted him.

“How about I take sweet first and if I’m up for it afterward, I will tame the beast?” He was too close, yet too far away. You just wanted him to do something about your lust, your desire. You wanted him.

His smirk disappeared for a moment, as a deep desire swirled in the dark pools of his eyes. “As you wish,” his voice probably coming out more hoarse than he intended.

One of his hands fell you onto your belly and slowly made its way down to your crotch. His finger slowly, tantalizingly stroked you, causing a gasp to escape your lips. His face buried against your neck as he chucked, “Purr for me, Kitten.” The gasps turned into moans as his strokes became circles, teasing your clit, making you squirm with pleasure. He then dipped a finger into your sopping wet entrance. You gasped again, this time arching your back and throwing your head back with want and need.

“Please,” you begged. Your body screaming for him, wanting him inside you.

“Please what Kitten,” he teased. Knowing full well what you wanted.

“Please Kylo, I want you. I need you.” Your brain struggling to find the right words, any words as he thrust his finger in and out of you, teasing a second, long thick finger at your hole.

“You want me to what Kitten? What do you need from me, say it?” A second finger fully joining the first scissoring inside of you before he teased a third.

“I want you...” but before you could finish your sentence, he thrust a third finger inside of you, pounding into.

He chucked at your reaction to him, “You want me to what Kitten? I won’t give it to you unless you ask.”

“Please.” Thrust. “Fuck.” Thrust.” Thrust. “Me.” Thrust. “KYLO!” You practically yelled his name as his fingers pounded inside of you, your breasts bouncing at force the motion.

His lips grazed yours before he teased, “Well since you asked so nicely.” This man was going to be the death of you in more than one way. You whimpered as he removed his hand, but you weren’t able to complain for long as his dick teased your entrance. He lined himself up before slowly inserting his large cock. Your body had previously stretched to his fingers, but this was a different sensation altogether.

He filled you completely, owning up to the title of being more beast than man. Once he was fully sheathed in your hot wet cavern, a hand moved your hair from your face. “Tell me when to move, Kitten.” He was letting you get used to his sheer size. Your walls clamping down around him as you tried to adjust. Your body enjoying the pleasure of being full.

You nodded as words failed you. He took your hips in his hands as he slowly started to fuck into you. His lips finding yours, attempting to kiss you before you both abandoned the idea, to just rest foreheads against each other, panting as one connected being. You could tell that this was taking all of his self-control. He was being rather gentle with you. Asking if you could handle more before fucking into you harder. His pace speeding up and his hips pounding harder.

In the end, his hands abandoned your hips as he braced himself against the headboard. The entire bed shaking at the impact of his thrusts. His groans and moans of pleasure sounding more animalistic than anything.

You felt the pressure of euphoria building, threatening to make you cum. “Kylo, I…” you attempted to warn him. He took this as a signal to pound into you even harder, which you hadn’t thought was possible, but you should stop underestimating his sheer strength and animalistic nature. Your walls squeezed around his cock as the waves of orgasm washed over you, screaming his name. You heard him snarl in pleasure above you as his thrusts lost their steady pace, joining you in your nirvana. You heard your name ghost his hips as he fucked hard into you before his pace slowed down considerably before he came to a halt. His freshly orgasmed cock still inside you. His forehead resting against yours, as you tilted your head up to kiss him, which for the first time he lazily returned, lacking his usual eager vigor.

“Thank you,” you whispered into his lips. Reveling in your post-sex glow. Your body felt new again.

“Mmhmm,” was his initial response as he was gathering his breathing. His lips returning a kiss, as you could feel his cock stiffening within you, “Now for the beast.”

A/N: I may have committed sacrilege, but it's May the Fourth and I should go out with a bang. Let me know how you are feeling either in the comments or the inbox.

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Alright, since this is a wildcard, its time to set a very unfortunate memory for our dearest little Novelist here :) I’m not going to be sorry in the slightest for tormenting her, but lets say her memory isn’t the greatest.

Lets see what went wrong with her in the past to make her this way, shall we?

TW/s: Death, occults, and sacrifices (rituals as well) will be mentioned in this memory. I’ll let you guess on what type of memory it is. Oh, and yes, this is involved with Adalyn- lets say this is her motive before an incident happened... (this will also have a recent memory, though the first will be lengthy. Hope you enjoy it! ♡)

In the past, Adalyn had nothing to really say that went wrong in her life. She had never felt the need to change anything in her time and she felt... Happy in the past. However, things had changed when September came.

There had been news that spread around that a group came, speaking of a religion they were in. They had convinced a few people that theirs is not as bad as others would think, but most have decided to steer clear from the danger.

Adalyn was one of those people that didn't believe them. Who would when the risk is present? She wouldn't wish to join a shady group worshipping a God no one knows about. Instead, she did something she was well-known for by the town she lived in, and that was asking about with what the people think.

Liana had helped her as well, deeming that she wanted to know what everyone thought about the religion. However, the replies they got were concerning and not the best. A handful of them were just neutral, but there were a few that went through the group and had been banished from said group.

Well, that's how everyone had said, anyways.

"There's always something off about that group and the religion they were involved- the eerie atmosphere and the odd seances they host... Its all to worship the Gods, but I doubt it."

"My sister just joined to this group actually... But she ended up being a brainwashed cultist. Honestly, that's enough suspicion for me! I've seen how everyone reacted, so why would anyone in their right minds want to join the group?!"

"I was just one of the recent visitors, and their volunteers... I can see that they're not even themselves. I don't know about you, but I doubt you want to join if you want to see that happen."

All the replies seem to have one thing in common: doubt and denial. She had seen how some of the people reacted when she prodded the question to them, and their statements may be vague or shallow, but it helped her understand a bit on what the group entails in its masses.

However, when she asked them on the requirements to join, they began to clam up and she can't seem to prod any answers from them. They did say it wasn't worth it, but...

With a rough sigh, the girl grabbed a fistful of her hair and raked it out of her high ponytail. It frustrated her to no end, but she knew she was being a bit paranoid.

"It'll be okay, sister- I'm sure the mayor can drive them off soon!"

Liana knew Adalyn and her frustrations too well, and she was, indeed, the more stubborn one out of the two. Unlike her younger sister, the older had her temper and she refused to give in and stop being so stubborn with tasks.

And she knew that this one is apart of those frustrations.

"Come on, they just came in today... Let's hope they leave after, alright?"

Adalyn glanced at her sister, before nodding with an aggravated sigh crossing from her lips.

"Fine. I'm just... Ugh, my instincts are telling me to get through their case— I can't seem to crack on the requirements since someone sent me basic information about this cult months ago, Lia."

"I know, but being frustrated wont solve anything. I know you, sister, and I know being frustrated won't solve anything."

The younger sibling grabbed the letter that was addressed to the other, before placing it in Adalyn's hands.

"Come on, you're stronger than this! We can solve it, and I know it!"

But it is easier said than done.

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Weeks had passed after the group's arrival, and it didn't seem like they'd be leaving anytime soon. She had watched as the others asked about the group and tried to join in which let them have a bigger amount of people following their every whim with no strings attached.

And soon enough, almost half of the townsfolks have joined this seemingly blessed group and their religion. The only ones were the ex-volunteers, and the non-believers.

Adalyn knew that something was definitely up with the town. The Mayor had said to help them (Adalyn and Liana were the known ones due to helping around the town in all its years), but after seeing what it is about, he couldn't do anything about it but he did say he'd check on the group and keep a more... Watchful eye on it.

She would've reckon that the group was something different, but she didn't give too much thought into it. The mayor can settle it... Right?

Nonetheless, there hadn't been much updates on their end, but the novelist found herself asking the staff and the others who joined about the religion itself just to get a shed of information behind it, though the most answers she got were... Cryptic at best.

But not as bad as she anticipated.

All the girl knew about the religion was that it had been up for centuries, and it was portrayed on worshipping God from what He has done till the end with His ancestors and such. She knew it was basically Christianity, but their words...

Their words and reactions aren’t the best, and it gave her a bad impression. They look so dazed and convinced that it was good that they kept pressuring the poor novelist to join in as well. “You’ll fit in, dearest! Trust me!” one of them said to her, nudging her with a grin on their lips.

Fit in? As if she’d believe that for a second. She knew too well that she never believed in a religion hosted by a small group or two, and she was wary to a fault. What would make them believe that she’d ever join? Was it from how unsuspecting she is? If it is, then that’s false. She’s already known to state her opinions, no matter if its controversial or not, so their claims are already false.

God, it ticks her off when people can’t seem to understand when she’s making a valid point...

However, she didn’t seem to understand on how people got influenced the longer they went to that group. Even her little sister is getting roped to them, and as much as she hated doubting Liana, she knew it won’t be long till something ever happens to her younger sister.

And she’s not risking that possibility... At all.

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Adalyn had seen everything from the group and their actions as well, though what she didn’t understood was their motive.

That’s the only thing she was lacking: their motive.

She didn’t knew what was going on, but she’s been staying at the side for months. Despite this, though, she has seen what’s happening from 10th of October.

One by one, she’s seen the cases of the girls disappearing without a trace. No wills, no letters, no evidence- its almost as if they vanished out of thin air, and disappeared from the face of the Earth. And this caught the mayor’s attention, who begged asked her for help. She had told the mayor what she knows to a vague standpoint, so that he wouldn’t worry so much on what’s going on.

He did agreed on her statement and her observation, though the one thing that set him off was the day the mayor’s daughter had disappeared a few weeks after.

The mayor was angered and demanded answers when he realized that his daughter disappeared, whilst the novelist was struggling to get more information at the case at hand. Most people that she asked (who were now fully invested and involved in the cult) refused to answer her questions, or kept giving vague and ambiguous answers that set the girl off from even bothering with her line of questioning.

However, as she tried to get more answers, she finally found where the mayor’s daughter was. Only, that the day and timing was not the greatest.

October 22nd, and at exactly 3 in the morning did the leader summoned all of the people in the town. Believers and non-believers alike managed to get to the venue, and even the mayor himself came. The sisters were the last ones to arrive, though the moment they came, they found an unfortunate sight.

In front of the church’s entrance, the leader (who was cloaked) had the daughter of the mayor in their hands, their voice booming loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Believers of God, I have our fitting sacrifice!” he stated proudly, with everyone cheering for said sacrifice in front of them. The daughter only cried and struggled, yelling, “Let me go! You guys are the worst!!”

The mayor’s eyes widened as his stressed expression became a sneer, and he immediately yelled out, “That’s my daughter! Let her go!” whilst the man himself rushed up to the stage. However, the leader cackled and spoke loudly, “Disciples! Restrain him!”

It was a wild ride as Adalyn saw how the man was restrained, with him yelling out to let his daughter go. Unfortunately, this reached up to deaf ears as the leader ended up sacrificing the poor girl to their ‘God’.

Adalyn felt her blood run cold when she saw the girl was stripped off of her clothing, with the disciples hitting her using a whip hard enough to draw out blood from her wounds. Her screams only made the crowd roar, possibly because they seem to want her to be ‘baptized’ and accepted of the ‘Lord’.

Of their Lord.

The one that kicked the bucket for the mayor was the fact that his daughter was being hung on the cross, but instead of being upright, she was hung upside down and let the blood rush up to her head. Her blood curling screams died down as they began to hammer her hands and feet in place of the cross. But one thing that Adalyn knew, though...

... That day, the mayor snapped, and Adalyn knew that the town will never be the same.

#「❝ Novelist's Perspective ❞」 - Adalyn #「❝ Twisted Plotline ❞」 - Lore #「❝ Bridal Sacrifice ❞」 - Liana #「❝ Missing Fragments ❞」 - Memory #「❝ Absent Letters ❞」 - Prompts: Ask #「❝ Original Proposal ❞」 - Ask #I would've added another memory #but I think this alone would be enough IEUIRGYR #No nice memories for you @ Adalyn #anyways have this cause this is a massive lore drop ;)

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canarypoint · 4 years ago

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Legends of Y/N Lance - Chapter 1: Pilot

Warning(s): cursing, mentions of death, little bit of violence, very, very slight mention of sex

A/N: oh...looks like this is actually happening, huh? for those of you waiting for me to post the requests from the other day/night/something, i’m working on them! i just have the attention span of a goldfish. should i make a taglist or whatever it’s called for the series?

A/N #2: a lot of the dialogue was taken directly from the corresponding episode of Arrow (1x01 “Pilot”), all rights to it go to the respective owners or whatever pleasetellmei’mnotgonnagetintroubleforusingitbecauseyesthat’sageniunefearihavelol. i also highly recommend rewatching (or just watching- tho, if you haven’t seen Arrow yet, i highly recommend just watching the entire Arrowverse before reading this...) the episode first.

Click here for the series summary.

Click here for the previous chapter (Chapter 0: What’s Past is Prologue).

Click here for the series masterlist.

The TV plays the all-too-familiar ‘Breaking News’ sound, alerting you of just that. The first thing you notice is the big ‘LOST BILLIONAIRE FOUND’ heading at the bottom of the screen. Your heart drops when the man begins speaking.

“Oliver Queen is alive. The Starling City resident was found by fishermen in the North China Sea five days ago,” you flinch when it shows a picture of the man in question. “Five years after he was missing and presumed dead following the accident at sea which claimed The Queen’s Gambit.”

You let out a harsh sigh as the news continues its report.

“Queen was a regular tabloid presence and a fixture at the Starling City club scene. Shortly before his disappearance, he was acquitted of assault charges stemming from a highly publicized drunken altercation with paparazzi.”

You roll your eyes at the clip of said altercation.

“Queen is also the son of Starling City billionaire Robert Queen who was also on board but now officially confirmed as deceased.”

“Turn it off,” your oldest sister, Laurel, tells you. You quickly pick up the remote and hit the power button without question. If it’s this hard for you, you can’t even imagine how hard it is for the playboy’s ex-girlfriend.

•••

“Come on, Laurel. We’re lawyers, not miracle workers. We can’t win this,” Joanna pleads.

You scoff from Laurel’s desk as she shoots back with, “If we can’t win a class-action suit against a man who swindled hundreds of people out of their homes and life savings then we’re not fit to call ourselves a legal aid office.”

“And if we go bankrupt in the process we won’t be a legal aid office. Hunt has an army of lawyers and they’re ready to bury us.”

“You and I against an army. I love those odds.”

“Why do you hate me?”

You laugh as Laurel shoos you off her chair.

“L, you said you were gonna-” you’re cut-off by the TV.

“And in other news, as to the castaway story you’ve all heard about. The son of a very wealthy billionaire will soon become a legendary story. Jessica now has more details and the complete castaway story.”

As Laurel stands up, you unconsciously move closer to her.

“The Queen’s Gambit was last heard from more than five years ago.” Laurel begins to walk closer to where everyone else in CNRI is gathered around the television.

“Laurel, where-” you question, starting to follow her.

“Mr. Queen has reportedly confirmed he was the only survivor of the accident-” a single tear rolls down your face, one of the thousands already shed, “-that took the lives of seven people including local resident Sara Lance. Survived by her sister, Laurel-”

Laurel shuts the TV off, earning the attention of her colleagues and coworkers.

•••

Freshman year of high school is hard enough, but whatever ominous deity is out there - whether it be a god, the universe, or some fifth-dimensional imp - is clearly out to get you.

Everyone - literally everyone; students, teachers, staff, even the fucking janitor - is talking about Oliver Queen and his great return! And, because said hypothetical ominous deity is clearly some sort of sadist, everyone is also talking about Sara and how “unfortunate” her death was.

“Yo, Lance,” some upperclassman calls. You look at him, a remark about your cop father and attorney sister already on the tip of your tongue.

“Yeah?” you ask. You’re already bored with this conversation, not to mention pissed beyond comprehension.

“I dunno why everyone’s feeling so sorry for you,” he starts. “She was kinda asking for it, especially since she was helping Queen cheat on your sister. That bi-”

The more he talks, the more you see red until you finally can’t take it anymore. Without thinking, you slip your backpack off of your shoulders and onto the floor in one swift motion. You know people are already watching you, they have been since Oliver’s return, but despite the however-many eyes watching, no one is quick enough to realize what you’re doing until it’s too late. You quickly deck the junior in the face.

His hands go straight to his face as he exclaims, “You broke my nose, you fucking bitch!”

Ms. Sandsmark quickly runs out of her classroom. The students gathered around you clear a path for her, some already turning and walking to their next classes.

“Miss Lance, Mr. Armorr, principal’s office. Now.”

•••

Laurel turns her head to look at you, a not-so-happy look on her face, “Shouldn’t you be in school, Y/N/N?”

“Nah… I kinda got suspended… Dad said I have to either stay with him at the precinct or with you,” you pick up a random file as you talk, scanning over it.

Your sister pulls it out of your hands, glaring at you as if to say ‘do it again, and you’ll lose a hand.’

“What’d you do this time,” she sighs.

You look down, a small frown taking over, “Someone said something about Sara and I snapped…” you whisper.

Laurel takes a deep breath before pulling you into a hug. You’re not really sure why she says it, or why you react the way you do, but you struggle to hold back a cry as she says, “I’m sorry.”

After a moment Laurel releases you and goes back to picking up her case files as Joanna approaches.

“Laurel, I just got this from Hunt’s lawyers,” Joanna hands Laurel another file. “They filed a change of venue. We are now in front of Judge Grell.”

You walk behind them, barely paying attention to what they’re saying as you respond to a text from a friend.

“Hunt funded Grell’s reelection campaign,” Laurel adds. Joanna hums in sarcastic agreement. “He’s got Grell in his back pocket.”

Joanna wraps her arm around Laurel, “You know, it’s fun being your friend. I get to say I told you so a lot.”

You can’t help but laugh as Laurel rebuts, “No. Adam Hunt is not smarter than we are.”

“No, he’s just richer and willing to commit multiple felonies.”

Laurel stops and turns around, pointing at Joanna. “We don’t need to go outside the law-”

“To find justice. Your dad’s favorite jingle.” Laurel winks at you as Joanna finishes for her.

You, once again, roll your eyes at the two. Before you can interject with your own statement, you and Laurel freeze as you see what- who is in front of the bulletin board.

“Hello, Laurel. Speartip,” Oliver says. You let out a nervous laugh - though it’s more of just a puff of air - at the nickname. You give him a twitch of a half-smile as your eyebrows furrow in concern for your sister (or Oliver, since you’re not sure if she’s gonna run, yell at him, or straight-up punch him in the face).

She catches you by surprise as she calmly states, “Jo, watch Y/N. Oliver and I need to talk,” without looking away from the former castaway.

“Wait, Laurel-” you cut yourself off, just barely avoiding Joanna as she tries to stop you from following the former couple.

“Thomas!” you yell in surprise as you all approach CNRI’s exit. You hear Joanna sigh from behind you as Laurel and Oliver give you confused looks. Tommy rolls his eyes.

“What’d I say about calling me that, Speartip?” he responds, unphased by your reaction to seeing him.

•••

“How’d you think that was gonna go, Tommy?” Laurel questions. You have to hide a grin at her attitude towards the playboy.

“‘Bout like that,” he responds as she briskly passes him.

“C’mon, Y/N,” Laurel orders as you hop off the railing.

•••

“Are you sure you wanna go, L?” you ask, handing your sister her bag as she walks by.

“Tommy asked me to go. I’m not gonna let the problems I have with Oliver get in the way of Tommy and I being friends.”

“Well… can I come?” You jump over the back of the couch, landing next to Laurel. “According to every social media account Thea has, she’s-”

“Thea is the youngest member of one of the richest families in Starling, you are the daughter of a cop and the sister of a defense attorney. Thea may be able to get away with breaking the law, but you certainly aren’t.”

•••

“If hypothetically, fifty-thousand dollars magically appear in your bank account, it might be best for you not to speak about it… to anyone, ever,” Laurel laughs at whatever the person on the other end says as your eyes widen. Joanna walks up to Laurel’s desk as Laurel says, “God bless you, too,” before hanging up.

“I just got a very grateful phone call from one of our clients against Adam Hunt.”

“Me, too.”

They both laugh before Joanna adds, “It looks like Starling City has a guardian angel.”

You look around as phones begin ringing from all around CNRI.

“By the way, your cute friend’s here.” With that, Joanna walks away. Laurel turns and stands up to see none other than Tommy Merlyn. You roll your eyes at his boyish grin.

•••

“You left the party pretty quick last night, even after I made sure the bar was stocked with pinot noir,” Tommy starts. You’re left to walk behind him and your sister as they talk.

“It wasn’t really my scene.”

“I thought maybe you and Oliver went mano a mano again.” You not-so-subtly cough, reminding them of your presence. You don’t need to hear about your sister’s sex life, even if it’s just Tommy jumping to conclusions, per usual.

They both stop to look back at you, Tommy sticks his tongue out as Laurel rolls her eyes.

“I saw you two head out,” Tommy adds as they continue walking.

“There’s nothing between Oliver and I, not anymore.”

“And here I thought the only thing between you and Oliver was us.”

“I wouldn’t exactly characterize us as an us, Tommy.”

Tommy quickly gets ahead of Laurel, forcing her to stop. You stay a few feet away from them, not wanting to interrupt whatever… this is.

“Then what would you call it?”

“A lapse.”

“That’s quite a few lapses,” you glare at Tommy. “Your place, my place, my place again.”

“Oh, I feel sick…” you mumble, your voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Shut it, Y/N,” Laurel teases. “Oh, come on, Merlyn. We both know that you’re not a one-girl type of guy.”

“Depends on the girl,” is Tommy’s attempt at a smooth response.

“Three things: one, I’m still here. Two, Laurel has a point. And three, real smooth Thomas, real smooth. Oh, and have I mentioned that I’m still here?”

“Nice try, Speartip. That was four things,” Tommy responds with a laugh.

“Oh look, the rich-boy can count below ten-thousand, astonishing! Plus, the last part was a continuation of my first point, so no. It wasn’t four things, you’re just dumb.”

“I have to go back to work,” Laurel says she turns around, grabbing your arm in the process.

“Dinah Laurel Lance,” Tommy starts. “Always trying to save the world.”

Laurel turns around once more, “Hey, if I don’t try and save it, who will?”

You smile proudly as you follow Laurel back to CNRI.

•••

A/N #3: oh, anyone recognize the name of the teacher and the student? and yeah i know it doesn’t entirely make sense to include that last scene, but like... you can’t have a story about the Lances without including “Dinah Laurel Lance, always trying to save the world,” now can you?

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quickspinner · 5 years ago

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Second Chance - Ch 1 The One That Got Away

Hello friends! Continuing posting my backlog of work that was posted to AO3 but not Tumblr. You can filter the backlog tag if you don’t want to see these fyi.

Summary:

It's been years since he last saw Marinette. He's a successful rock star and she's been traveling the world chasing her dreams. Luka thought he had grown up and moved on, but when Marinette lands back in Paris and seeks him out, it takes about ten seconds for him to figure out he can't resist a second chance.

Aged-up, total self-indulgent Lukanette fluff. There will be some implied sexual content later on but nothing explicit.

The beginning of this first chapter comes from the last chapter of I Will Give You the Stars, and while you don’t have to have read that one first, the two stories do go well together.

Luka tossed his sweaty hair back from his face and looked out at the blinding lights. “Okay guys,” he said into the microphone, picking idly at his guitar. “I think we’re gonna take it down a bit for this next song. But first, can we bring the house lights up please?”

Used to his quirks, the lighting crew responded quickly, dimming the lights in his eyes and turning up the lights on the crowd in the packed stadium.

“That’s better,” Luka said, skimming the crowd of fans waving and screaming wildly. “I know this might be kinda weird if this is your first show with me, but I just like to see you. Put some faces to my audience. This is a two way street, you and me, and I don’t wanna forget that.”

A small crowd of girls off to his right screamed in rehearsed unison, “WE LOVE YOU LUKA!”

He grinned toward them and winked. “Love you too, sweethearts.” As they shrieked excitedly he looked at the banner they were holding up, decorated with birthday cakes and glittery letters. “Seventeen huh? Nice. Happy birthday, babe.” The girl in the middle of the group wearing a sparkly tiara put her hands over her mouth, eyes huge, while her friends practically mobbed her. Luka chuckled and returned to his perusal of the crowd, meeting as many eyes as he could. Somewhere a group of fans screamed for Juleka and out of the corner of his eye he could see her raise a lace-gloved hand to blow them a kiss.

Suddenly he locked eyes with a familiar sapphire gaze and the rest of the stadium disappeared.

“Well hey there, beautiful,” he said softly, ignoring the several ladies in the line of his gaze who swooned or screamed. She knew who he was talking to, a slow smile spreading over her face. “I didn’t know you were back in Paris.” His grin widened as he took in the faces around her. “Wow, check it out Jules, looks like a bunch of old friends came to see us tonight. Awesome.”

He tore his gaze away with effort, and looked up to the balcony. He couldn’t see faces up there as well, but he let his gaze rake across slowly before nodding. “All right. Now that we know each other, let’s get back to the music, shall we?”

The lighting crew recognized their cue, and the blinding lights were back as the stadium went dark. Luka stepped back from the mic for a moment to take a deep, centering breath, focusing on the vibrations of the stage that he could feel even through his heavy boots, the feel of his guitar in his hands, and the song he could still hear ringing in his mind even though he couldn’t see her anymore.

Then his fingers began to move, and he stepped back up to the mic.

***

They didn’t get to meet their friends that night, which was just as well as far as Luka was concerned. He wasn’t ever at his best right after a show, sweaty and sore and exhausted and he definitely didn’t want to see her looking like he’d just been run over by his tour bus. But Rose—bless beautiful, sweet, romantic Rose—Rose had his back. When Juleka wasn’t looking, Rose slipped a piece of paper in his hand that had a phone number, a time, and the name of his favorite café. “I knew you’d be free in the morning,” she whispered. “I figured you wouldn’t mind missing out on the sleep.”

“You’re the best,” he whispered back, slipping the paper in his pocket as Rose glanced anxiously at Juleka.

Marinette was already waiting outside the next morning as he walked up, looking like she’d walked straight out of his dreams. She caught sight of him and smiled, turning to face him as his heart skipped a few beats.

He was a grown-ass man and a legitimate rock star, and that smile still did things to him.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng.” Luka grinned, opening his arms. “It’s been a long time.”

“Hi Luka,” Marinette smiled, coming into his arms to hug him and then rising on her toes to exchange cheek kisses. “The show last night was great.”

“It was great to have you guys there,” Luka said, letting her go and opening the café door for her. “I have to admit, I’m getting kinda sick of big shows. I miss connecting with people the way I did when I was playing smaller venues.”

“The price of being a famous rock star,” she said as he pulled out a chair for her at his usual table.

“Not that famous,” he protested, sitting down across from her.

“Pretty famous,” she grinned, leaning her elbows on the table to look up at him.

He shrugged and grinned at the ground. “Yeah, okay, maybe.”

Marinette smiled. “I’m glad it hasn’t changed you, Luka.”

“So when did you get back in town?” Luka asked, ready to be done talking about himself.

“Two nights ago.”

“And the first thing you did was come see my show? I’m flattered.”

“Really, I was lucky,” Marinette admitted. “The others got tickets ages ago, before I knew I would be here, but Mylene’s at that stage of pregnancy where she’s falling asleep all the time, so she gave me her ticket. I think Ivan was relieved, actually.”

Luka picked up her hand. “Marinette, any time you want to come to a performance you know you just have to ask.”

“Says the man who’s changed his number four times in the last year,” she teased.

Luka winced. “Yeah this whole fame thing really puts a crimp in my social life sometimes. I have a whole new appreciation for what Adrien went through in school. At least not that many people recognize me like this.” He gestured to his casual outfit, black jeans and a plain grey tshirt that were a far cry from his elaborate stage costumes and makeup. “Sometimes people recognize the hair and the ink but mostly I get left alone as long as I keep a low profile.”

Marinette rested her chin on her hand and smiled up at him. “I like the hair. Must be cooler on stage this way, and it photographs better. Your eyes are too nice to be hidden all the time.”

“So my agent told me,” Luka sighed, running his hand over the short hair beneath the blue tinted locks falling from the top. “And you’re right, it is cooler. I like yours too,” he added, reaching out his free hand to tweak a loose strand on her shoulder. “You look good with it long. Anyway, I’m sorry about the phone thing. I’ll give you my assistant’s number before we leave, she can always put you through if I have to change it again. I don’t want to lose touch with you over something so stupid.” He realized suddenly that she was blushing, watching his thumb move over her fingers. Fortunately the waiter approached just at that moment, giving him an excuse to let go of her hand casually.

Luka was a regular here and he chatted easily with the staff as they came and went with water and menus, but he had a hard time keeping his eyes off Marinette. Damn, after all this time she still affected him the same way, drawing him in like a magnet. Like him, she was dressed casually, in jeans and a fitted shirt with a wide neck that left a distracting amount of her freckled shoulders and collarbone bare. She was everything he remembered, just matured, mellowed, more. He’d known in his gut that he was on a high-speed train to heartbreak the minute he’d locked eyes with her in the show.

“Tell me what you’ve been doing since you left,” Luka said as soon as the staff had left with their orders.

“So many things,” Marinette breathed. “Luka, it was amazing, I learned so much and I got to see and do so much.”

“Tell me,” he murmured, leaning on the table, already entranced by her passion. God, he needed his guitar, he could write whole albums on the look in her eyes right now.

She brightened, pulling out a battered sketchbook. Luka moved his chair around the table to be next to her and propped his chin in his hand, letting her voice wash over him as she took him on a tour of her dreams.

“I’m not boring you, am I?” she asked suddenly, looking up at him with slightly wide eyes that reminded him of the nervous girl who’d walked into his room all those years ago.

“Not in the least,” he told her and he knew he must be giving her some kind of look because her blush spread down to her neckline.

He was saved from doing something reckless by the arrival of their food. Clearing his throat, he moved back to his end of the table and asked about her parents.

They talked about their families as they ate, the crazy things Anarka got up to that Luka had to bail her out of (sometimes with the police, once literally when there was a mishap on the boat), how Marinette’s parents had coped with her two-year absence, what their mutual friends had been up to.

And she told him about the things that hadn’t been so great about her trip, the jet lag and the long hours, picking up from one city and moving on just when she’d finally gotten comfortable, the frustrations of frequently having conversations in English when it was neither conversant’s first language.

“Every time I’d get depressed I’d feel ungrateful,” she told him, idly picking apart what was left of her food. “Like, so many people entered that competition and out of everyone they chose me to have this fantastic experience in all these different design houses, and there I was acting homesick and lonely. And...meeting so many new people made me realize how rare and precious my true friends are...and how maybe there were some I didn’t appreciate enough.” She glanced up at him through her lashes, biting her lip, and he swallowed hard and tried to think of something to say.

Before he could, she pushed her plate away and abruptly changed the subject. “So, when are you going to put out another calendar?” She ginned.

Luka groaned and put his face down on the table. “Please tell me you didn’t see one of those.”

“Oh I very much did,” she laughed. “If I can find it once I’m unpacked maybe you’ll sign it for me. October was my favorite, though July was probably the most...hmm...inspiring.” She laughed as he put his arms over his head, partly to cover the brilliant red that he was sure covered his neck and ears. “Luka Couffaine, are you actually embarrassed?”

“Thoroughly,” he said from beneath his arms. Sighing, he forced himself to sit up, scrubbing at his face with his hands. “I try really hard to pretend that whole thing never happened, honestly. I felt like such a—“ He shook his head.

“Was it really awful?” She asked, her amusement turning to sympathy.

“I hated every minute of it,” he said bluntly. “I didn’t want to do it but a bunch of things happened at once right then and my family really needed the money. And I figured, better me than Juleka, who knows what they’d have wanted her to do and her fans are way scarier than mine.” He made a face. “Don’t tell her I said that, she’ll get all pissed at me for getting all big brothery on her.”

“I’m sorry, Luka, I didn’t know.” Marinette reached across the table and squeezed his hand. “I won’t tease you about it anymore.”

“Thanks.” His mouth quirked up at the corner. “October, huh? That was the black and white one, right? That one wasn’t so bad. At least it was artistic. And I got to wear actual pants.”

Marinette giggled. “And you made them look good. It was a good picture. Sexy, but soulful. And with the guitar and the ripped jeans, it felt like I was seeing you, and not a stranger who kinda looked like you, you know.”

“Thank you,” he smiled. “Honestly it wasn’t the pictures I minded so much, my agent kept the really embarrassing ones out of it and we made sure they were destroyed, just I could have lived without being treated like a doll without any feelings or dignity.”

“Mmm, I see that a lot. A lot of designers and stylists stop seeing models as people. I guess knowing Adrien for so many years made it hard for me to think that way. The designers I was shadowing got really frustrated with me because of it.”

“Maybe I’m hopelessly optimistic but I think your way will pay off in the end.” He winked at her. “I can guarantee that if I ever have to do anything like that again, I’ll be calling you to be my stylist. If this tour weren't already under contract I’d hire you on the spot.”

Marinette kicked him under the table. “You’re biased, Luka.”

“Always have been when it comes to you. Doesn’t mean I’m wrong.”

“Luka,” she began and then hesitated. He waited patiently, though curiosity was eating him alive as she licked her lips and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Listen I know you’re really busy and your schedule’s kind of crazy and it was already super nice of you to make time to have lunch with me—“ Luka had to cover the smile tugging at his lips with his hand at this very Marinette ramble. “But I was wondering, if you might want to have dinner with me, um...as a date.” She swallowed and looked up at him and he could not believe that she thought for one second he might actually say no.

“Hell yeah,” he grinned, reaching out to take her hand. “I mean I do have to check my schedule, but I’ll make time. I’ll call you? Probably not tonight, but no later than tomorrow evening, I promise.”

His phone alarm went off in his pocket before he’d even finished speaking, and he sighed, pulling it out.

“You have to go?” Marinette smiled crookedly.

“Yeah, I do,” he said, silencing the alarm and putting his phone away. He reached across the table and took her both hands in his. “It’s been great seeing you again Marinette. I’m so glad we’ve been able to catch up.” He kissed her hands as he stood up. “I’ll call you soon, okay?”

“Was everything to your satisfaction, Mr. Couffaine?”

Luka turned, grasping the hand offered by the suited man behind him. “Fantastic as always, Gerard, and how many times do I have to tell you to call me Luka?” Gerard smiled under his mustache but didn’t reply. “Please let the lady have whatever she’d like for dessert on my tab, okay?”

“Of course, Mr. Couffaine.”

Luka rolled his eyes and smiled back at a Marinette one more time with a quick wave, her own smile warming him as he turned to go.

The minute the studio's car service picked him up, his phone was in his hand. “Lucille,” he said when his assistant picked up, hoping she couldn’t hear the idiotic grin on his face. “Yeah, I’m on my way, but have you got a few minutes? Can you run me through what my schedule looks like? I need you to free up an evening for me in the next week.”

It took more than a few minutes, and he had to cancel three meetings and move back a rehearsal, but he could not bring himself to care.

Because when the one that got away suddenly walks back into your life and asks you out, who gives a crap about meetings?

#quickspins #backlog #yes give me all the lukanette hugs #luka couffaine #marinette dupain-cheng #miraculousladybug #miraculous ladybug #mlfics #second chance

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sensational-fools-9 · 6 years ago

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SF9 Hi-Touch & Concert experience

As some of you know (?), I was at the Berlin concert last Sunday with a friend and I thought I might want to write about my experience!! I’ll put it under the cut for everyone who wants to read it, because it got a liiiiittle too long after all lol.

First off, the concert itself was LIT. They did a huge deal of my favourite songs, including one they didn’t do in the US, so hearing that was a pleasant surprise!!

Their live vocals are no joke and their performance and stage presence are overwhelming. That was the third kpop concert I’ve been to, and as expected, every group so far had a very unique feeling about them. With SF9 what I noticed and appreciate very much is their honesty on stage. Like, I could feel just how happy they were to meet us and to perform for us, and how genuine they seemed - during the show as well as afterwards. And dear lord they are so handsome, Inseong was the first member I saw and I was just blown away by his sheer beauty, I tried filming the first song and f*cked up right when he walked in and I saw his face dkaslfjas. All of them just have amazing stage presence - they’re fierce when the song calls for it, they radiate emotion for their calmer songs, and all of them are just so charismatic. And they also learned a lot of phrases in German to talk to us and that was honestly so touching that they put in so much effort for their Fantasy.

Speaking of Fantasy - the other fans there were pretty chill too, I didn’t see a single one who wasn’t a multistan, and the Jaeyoon stan freaking out about the special fansign event two rows behind me in the vip line was a whole experience wow (bless u girl, there’s far too little people who bias our busan man)

But now for the actual Hi-Touch! All members did it with one hand, Dawon and Hwiyoung with the left one, the others with the right one also all their hands are so soft it’s unbelievable. The order (this time I could actually remember it lol) was as follows:

Inseong - Jaeyoon - Youngbin - Dawon - Hwiyoung - Rowoon - Chani - Taeyang - Zuho

Inseong: A while before the concert I was thinking about how I wished Inseong and/or Jaeyoon would be the first people for the hi-touch, cause I felt like they would be really good at calming the nervous fans (ergo: M E) down, and I wasn’t disappointed. He’s so beautiful with the pink hair (not that he isn’t without ksajfdlka) and he really took a hold of everyone’s hands as far as I could tell. He was so friendly and straightforward, that I felt at ease immediately. I’m usually a socially anxious person but with him being first - as well as the fact that all members just give me a feeling that I can trust them - I went through the hi-touch rather calmly. He also said something in English, I think it was a greeting but at this point I really can’t remember anymore.

Jaeyoon: WOW. He is a sunshine. A literal sunshine. He smiled so brightly I think I automatically just smiled back at him. I don’t know how to describe it well in words, but his happy aura just blew away all remaining nervousness I still felt sakjdflsa. He’s really amazing, such a warm and welcoming person. You can feel the fire inside of him and that he would make such a good hype man LOL. Also if u don’t wanna poke his dimples after having seen them in rl what r u even doing

Youngbin: OOF THE LEADER. This is getting tricky because the hi-touch went by so fast and with some members my memory isn’t as good as with others, but I remember getting a very... leader-like feeling from him (duh). His charisma is overwhelming really. He seems like a person you’d automatically respect, but also someone you can put your trust into. (Also fun fact: he and Taeyang walked past us just before we could enter the venue and wow he is so powerful truly, and also kinda smol but that might just be me cause I’m far too used to being surrounded by tall people lol) Oh and not to forget his BEAUTIFUL eyesmile!!!

Dawon: Now Dawon caught me a little off-guard, because he was using his left instead of his right hand. So I only touched his hand very lightly only a few days later I realized that was the perfect position to try intertwining fingers akjfldkas. My friend says she was confused because he was dressed like staff and I was just like???? Really???? Yeah, I don’t remember him so well, but I got the feeling he was really tired that day and not in top shape :/ He still did so well though!!

Hwiyoung: OH MY GOD. So my first reaction to Hwiyoung was thinking how he looked so much more handsome in reality than on pictures???? Like if I had to pick a member who seems the most different in rl and in pics or videos, I’d say it’s him. I just remember looking at his eyes and then his whole face and thinking how it seemed kinda more... even? Like we know he’s handsome in pics and stuff but in real life? UGH. He did the hi-touch with his left hand as well, so with him too I only touched his hand very lightly.

Rowoon: OH LORD KIM SEOKWOO. He is TALL, but didn’t seem as tall as I expected him to. I think he leaned down a little (my friend’s comment on that: f*ck off, I know I’m smOL kasjfklasj). I also remember thinking to myself that I should finally start saying “thank you” to them as I had originally planned, but then he said “danke” and I was like... what? HE SAID DANKE. IN GERMAN. IN REALLY GOOD GERMAN. I still hear that in my head kasdjflkas. So naturally I was too shooketh to continue my train of thought so I just,,, did the hi touch and moved on without saying anything whOPS. This is entirely his fault. Also my friend says he had SUPER SOFT hands and we both agree he didn’t seem as gigantic as he is!

Chani: Really I can’t remember much about him except he was sMOL and his hands too were SMOL and I finally managed to say my first “thank you” of the evening to him ksljfak. Friend says he wore his usual Chani-face and now that she mentioned it I remember it too skaldfjsak

Taeyang: With him too I managed to thank him, and I was genuinely surprised how BIG his hand was like???? WHOA there, maybe it was just in comparison to Chani’s but still. Also someone on twitter said he was sitting down for the hi-touch but I??? honestly??? don’t remember???? Anyway we all know how beautiful he is but LET ME TELL YOU if you ever see him in real life???? He is really one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen, and so so graceful as he walked past us outside the venue.

Zuho: He was just,,, exactly like you’d expect him to be. As I mentioned, the whole group appears so honest, but with him especially I noticed how he fooled around on stage as usual, but also how he treated us fans exactly like you see him do in vlives etc. I will spare you all the details here or this part would get far too long (me? biased af? naaahhhh....). This is super funny though because my friend usually just goes through these kinds of situations calmly at least on the outside, but she told me when she saw him and he smiled at her she just blacked out and froze up just before touching his hand because she didn’t expect him to be THAT adorable aksljfas. As for me, I was surprisingly fine with him. He didn’t say anything if I remember correctly (my friends says he said “thank you” very silently tho??? not sure...), but it’s like instead he conveyed with his body language that he was happy to meet us but you could also clearly feel the respect he has for us. It’s difficult to describe. His hand was soft as well, but I had the feeling it felt a teeny tiny bit rougher than the others’. I was gonna say something different to him but then didn’t have the courage after all and just said “thank you” - which I still regret a little bit tbh.

Still, I feel like Zuho was the perfect person to send us off in the end, just like Inseong and Jaeyoon were perfect for getting started. Overall my hi-touch experience was a really good one, unfortunately the staff wouldn’t let us spend more than two or three seconds per member *coughcough* maybe mmt should value quality over quantity when it comes to selling vip tickets with hi touch next time *coughcough*, so my friend unfortunately got pushed forward a few times - I was lucky with that though and could pass through without getting shoved around by the staff (also shout out to that one staff guy hyping everyone up just at the start of the hi touch line lol, he was great).

10/10 would do again, and I can’t say it enough just how safe and secure and appreciated these nine guys make you feel as their fans - even more so when you meet them for real!

Another little thing that I’m sure happened at the other concerts as well in the respective languages: all their German pronunciation was sooo so good, and Tyang even introduced himself as “der Sonnenschein der Gruppe” = “the sunshine of the group” and WOW their German just sounded so good. I also remember Jaeyoon repeatedly fucking up “euch” from “Ich liebe euch” = “I love you”, and the other members correcting him akljfa. Inseong did most of the English talking and kept throwing in German phrases, it was great, in general they talked a lot of English to us so the translator at the venue didn’t have to do much, and in the end Zuho yelled “Auf Wiedersehen” and I sincerely hope someone recorded that :’D

And that was my (and my friend’s) concert experience! If anyone has anything to add, feel free to share your stories^^

#sf9 #unlimited in berlin #sf9 world tour #youngbin #inseong #jaeyoon #dawon #sanghyuk #zuho #juho #rowoon #seokwoo #taeyang #hwiyoung #youngkyun #chani #chanhee #wow writing zuho instead of juho throughout the whole post was physically painful aksjdfölsak

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guktwt · 6 years ago

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love yourself tour experience! ♡ japan and singapore

hi! so i’ve been wanting to make a post like this for a while on twitter but i hate twitter rn so here i am. this january i was blessed with the opportunity to attend love yourself in nagoya (japan) and singapore and honestly? it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. i wanted to share my experience because really, concerts in japan and everywhere are else are so different, right from ticketing and the show itself. i thought you guys would find it interesting? and also i need to let this out ahhh keeping to myself is not going to do me any good :( anyways, i hope you find this post somewhat entertaining 💞

under the cut because this got really long sorry

♡ love yourself in nagoya ♡

first of all, tickets. getting concert tickets (and any ticket, really) in japan is tricky. most kpop groups in japan have a fanclub and if you’re a member, you get the benefit of applying for tickets first (like a presale!). did i say apply? yes i did. in japan, ticketing for concerts adopts a lottery system for presale and general sales usually a month later.

for presale through fc, you’d have to apply for a lottery on a website and wait to find out if you win or not. you need a fc membership (paid), which also needs you to have a japanese phone number and address in order to apply. and you HAVE to pay your presale tickets in japan because you need to pay them in a convenient store. complicated, i know. FC presale tickets usually give the best seats. there’s no gurantee, but that’s usually the case. fortunately for me, i have a cousin residing in japan to help me with the address (you really need it, they’re going to ship you your membership card) and i found someone on twitter to help me make the payment. if you a apply for lottery, there’s no guarantee you’ll win. so you can apply as many times as you want with a maximum of 2 tickets for each shows. i think i used up all of my luck with this one [sobs]. FC presales usually have more than one round lotteries.

general sales is much simpler. i dont have enough experience to know the details but it’s usually up on japanese ticketing websites and can use credit cards? dont know if foreign ccs are accepted though.

oh and all tickets for all sections cost the same!!! so doesn’t matter if you get the best view or worst it’s all equal

/if you have more questions about this don’t hesitate to send me an ask i don’t know much but i’ve read a lot about it/

you can’t know your seat until a week (or a month? idk) before the concert, when it’s time for you to print your tickets at the same convenient store (yes you have to print them and you can only do it once so don’t lose the damn thing!!). my seat was really good!!! i didn’t get floor sadly but my section was right in front of the extended stage so i got a great view.

i arrived in nagoya a day before the concert (i spent a week in tokyo beforehand) and queued for merch!!! it was winter so it wasn’t hot at all and the japanese really know how to line up. everything is so organized like??? i was so amazed. i spent a good 4 hours queueing before getting my items and even then a lot of the things i wanted were sold out quickly :(

and then comes the concert day!!!! basically since it was all seating tickets i didn’t have to worry about queueing for entry but i did queue for merch again,,,, from 4 am. let me tell you how devoted people are there when it comes to queueing. some actually stayed from the afternoon? and it was winter. crazy.

i entered the dome an hour before the show started and the staff were so kind and helpful whenever i asked for help (i couldn’t find my seat). and everyone around is so kind and warm :( i didn’t really interact with a lot of people due to the language barrier but they’re so . polite.

and moving on to the show!!!!!! japan has strict rules about recording so i couldn’t do any of that [:(] but honestly it just made me enjoy everything better. of course they were amazing on stage and their japanese were so cute :( i still can’t get over nagoya, nekkoya my pure babies!!!

and uh . taehyung. so damn fine. can’t believe i was part of the first people to see him reveal his blue hair. and i can’t stress this enough but his gaze when he looks at the audience... i felt the love and fondness in his eyes i wanted to CRY.

and jimin!!! was so clingy towards joon the whole night ugh we love a baby koala. and jungkook :( he introduced himself as kookoo im so fucking sad. the second he said kookoo desu i was ready to give up my firstborn for him.

hoseok was a fucking machine. he’s so charismatic on stage i can’t handle him. and seokjin was full on crackhead mode :( we stan a whole legend i love love him so much. my mans yoongi was so?? small yet not??? i wanna put him in my pocket. my mans joon was looking like a whole snacc. all legs and dimples.

honestly what struck me the most was how everyone gave seokjin a standing ovation and applause after epiphany???? that was my first time seeing something like that and i just started tearing up because it was so beautiful. people were so respectful they didn’t scream or shout when bangtan were doing their ending ments. the fanchants were absolutely on point!!! whenever bangtan bowed i actually spotted some people in my section bowing in return and i was !!!! oh my god

but on another note you’d think that japanese fans are quiet during shows but theyre really not. they’re loud as hell too they just know when to shut up and listen and i think that’s beautiful.

the whole thing passed by really quickly. i felt hollow and empty by the time it ended but i have to say that it was the most relaxing and chill concert experience i’ve ever had. it just feels so different than my previous concerts. the only downside about it is the no recording part (i could’ve been sneaky but staff was right in front of my section) i guess. but without worrying about my phone i got to watch them perform. like actually watch them. it felt euphoric.

♡ love yourself in singapore ♡

ah.

so for singapore, i got cat 1 purple 2 tickets at first. but because me and my friend wanted yellow initially, we managed to find someone who wanted to trade with us.

i arrived at the venue at 6 am because i had to distribute banners and fans for my fan support. here’s a pic of them!!!!

basically for standing ticket holders we were required to queue by 12:30 pm and fortunately my qn got the indoor holding area so i didn’t stay under the heat for long. we started moving to the venue at around 3 or 4 pm even thought they said it would be 2:30 pm. because my qn was large by the time i got inside all the good spots were already taken :( i ended up at the very back sigh and we had to wait for another 2-3 hours before the show starts. it was hot and everyone was thirsty. some people in the pit wanted to sit down but some also stood up so it was rlly cramped :/

everyone was hyped tho even when mvs were played. and then when the lights dimmed and the show finally started was where things got really,,, rowdy. when the first beat of idol played everyone pushed forward??? the amount of times i got squished and elbowed and pushed aside... man it was hectic. if you’re claustrophobic please do NOT go for standing in concerts.

but that aside of course it was amazing loud and crazy. there were accidents here and there. at one point several people actually fell down but everyone helped everyone up. some people got mad and started yelling and others but that’s understandable. it was hot and cramped of course you’d get cranky.

funny story i got my period two hours before the show and basically bled through my vagina for 3 hours as i watched 7 fine men go off on stage.

but anyways.

me and my friend managed to finesse our way from the back row to the third row because we’re amazing. no we did not push if you were there the pit was always moving so we just. squeezed through i guess. i was so fucking tired but when so what came on i forgot that my pants were like fucking soaked and just jammed the fuck out with everyone. they got really close to my section during this and i cant believe i got to see taejin dance together like clubbing buddies. jin is so goofy!!!!!!

oh but fuck you guys jimin up close is ethereal. he looks so fucking unreal i couldn’t keep my eyes off of him throughout the whole thing. none of the pictures can ever do his beauty justice. he’s so fucking beautiful and i was starstruck. and he sang promise!!! i fucking couldn’t believe he did it. one word to describe him is definitely godly.

namjoon was so hyped and loud too :( gosh he’s so adorable. hoseok looked crazy beautiful up close too. his aura.... fucking amazing. YOONGI ALSO MADE THE CUTEST EXPRESSION AFTER JIMIN SANG PROMISE I SQEUALED. gosh i was actually really close despite not getting barricade i feel like crying thinking about it now.

jungkook went so close to my section during so what i got a good fancam of him that i can’t stop watching :( jimin slipped during dna my poor baby but he just laughed it off :((((

they all looked prettier irl tbh. they have such nice skin??? and all that shit about jimin being short... well guess what fuckers he’s all LEGS. man. i think i left that stadium as a jimin stan.

taehyung’s so hot i wanna die n i want the whole of rapline to spit on me thx.

fun times aside the pit is hell. luckily the staff were responsible and gave us drinks after each set of performances. and everyone kind of just understood each other. whenever someone looked like they were about to faint people asked if they were okay. we helped each other and gave each other drinks. at one point during the show i crouched down because i was exhausted and someone asked if i was okay or if i wanted some candy.

hellish experiences aside, there’s a mutual understanding between everyone in the pit. like, we’re in this together. i’m sweaty and thirsty and tired but i’m here for one thing and so is everyone else. it’s a good feeling. i mean, yeah, i was drenched in sweat and water but. it’s a good feeling. here are some pics!!!! (i have more videos bu t i cba to tak e screenshots ajsjs sorry)

also met some of my twitter mutuals <3 love u guys

perhaps this is it for my experience post? yeah you can see how different nagoya and singapore were. it was exciting to be able to experience them both. now back to my post concert depression and withdrawal :(

#bts #love yourself tour #bts concert #love yourself in singapore #love yourself in nagoya #mine #m: text

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british-order-of-thelema-blog · 6 years ago

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Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

March 25, the 5th day of High Thelemic Holy Season, we turn our gaze to Atu XVI - 'The Tower' and Chapter one of Liber VII for our pathworkings, readings, studies and meditations.

The Thoth Tower Tarot Card links the path connecting Hod (ruled by Mercury) and Netzach (ruled by Venus). This path is path 17 and is called 'Pé'. They represent the energies of the intellect and emotions respectively. The Tower is a glyph for the process of purification through fire and the planet Mars supplies this energy, which leads to the destruction of our small self or limitation of consciousness. The Tower is associated with the Hebrew letter Pé - pronounced 'Pay'.

Pé means mouth and we can see this in the bottom right of the card as being the vehicle of fire which destroys The Tower.

Tower = our ‘ring-pass-not’ or limitations our Ego, the part of consciousness trapped in form & lower consciousness. The mental, emotional and physical bodies. The structure of identity that we have built up over our lifetime. Since this is only a ‘small’ part of who we are, and yet we see it as the totality of who we are, this limitation of our consciousness needs to be broken down.

In 'The Book of The Law' by Aiwass/Aleister Crowley it describes 2 types of love, one represented by the Dove the other by the Serpent. The Book implies that the love associated with the Dove is not as effective as that of the Serpent.

The Dove and the Serpent are 2 Thelemic symbols for love and are different manifestations of the same energy.

Liber Liberi vel Lapidis Lazuli Adumbratio Kabbalae Aegyptiorum sub figurâ VII - Chapter I:

1. My God, how I love Thee!

2. With the vehement appetite of a beast I hunt Thee through the Universe.

3. Thou art standing as it were upon a pinnacle at the edge of some fortified city. I am a white bird, and perch upon Thee.

4. Thou art My Lover: I see Thee as a nymph with her white limbs stretched by the spring.

5. She lies upon the moss; there is none other but she:

6. Art Thou not Pan?

7. I am He. Speak not, O my God! Let the work be accomplished in silence.

8. Let my cry of pain be crystallized into a little white fawn to run away into the forest!

9. Thou art a centaur, O my God, from the violet-blossoms that crown Thee to the hoofs of the horse.

10. Thou art harder than tempered steel; there is no diamond beside Thee.

11. Did I not yield this body and soul?

12. I woo thee with a dagger drawn across my throat.

13. Let the spout of blood quench Thy blood-thirst, O my God!

14. Thou art a little white rabbit in the burrow Night.

15. I am greater than the fox and the hole.

16. Give me Thy kisses, O Lord God!

17. The lightning came and licked up the little flock of sheep.

18. There is a tongue and a flame; I see that trident walking over the sea.

19. A phœnix hath it for its head; below are two prongs. They spear the wicked.

20. I will spear Thee, O Thou little grey god, unless Thou beware!

21. From the grey to the gold; from the gold to that which is beyond the gold of Ophir.

22. My God! but I love Thee!

23. Why hast Thou whispered so ambiguous things? Wast Thou afraid, O goat-hoofed One, O horned One, O pillar of lightning?

24. From the lightning fall pearls; from the pearls black specks of nothing.

25. I based all on one, one on naught.

26. Afloat in the æther, O my God, my God!

27. O Thou great hooded sun of glory, cut off these eyelids!

28. Nature shall die out; she hideth me, closing mine eyelids with fear, she hideth me from My destruction, O Thou open eye.

29. O ever-weeping One!

30. Not Isis my mother, nor Osiris my self; but the incestuous Horus given over to Typhon, so may I be!

31. There thought; and thought is evil.

32. Pan! Pan! Io Pan! it is enough.

33. Fall not into death, O my soul! Think that death is the bed into which you are falling!

34. O how I love Thee, O my God! Especially is there a vehement parallel light from infinity, vilely diffracted in the haze of this mind.

35. I love Thee.

I love Thee.

36. Thou art a beautiful thing whiter than a woman in the column of this vibration.

37. I shoot up vertically like an arrow, and become that Above.

38. But it is death, and the flame of the pyre.

39. Ascend in the flame of the pyre, O my soul! Thy God is like the cold emptiness of the utmost heaven, into which thou radiatest thy little light.

40. When Thou shall know me, O empty God, my flame shall utterly expire in Thy great N. O. X.

41. What shalt Thou be, my God, when I have ceased to love Thee?

42. A worm, a nothing, a niddering knave!

43. But Oh! I love Thee.

44. I have thrown a million flowers from the basket of the Beyond at Thy feet, I have anointed Thee and Thy Staff with oil and blood and kisses.

45. I have kindled Thy marble into life — ay! into death.

46. I have been smitten with the reek of Thy mouth, that drinketh never wine but life.

47. How the dew of the Universe whitens the lips!

48. Ah! trickling flow of the stars of the mother Supernal, begone!

49. I Am She that should come, the Virgin of all men.

50. I am a boy before Thee, O Thou satyr God.

51. Thou wilt inflict the punishment of pleasure — Now! Now! Now!

52. Io Pan! Io Pan! I love Thee. I love Thee.

53. O my God, spare me!

54. Now!

It is done! Death.

55. I cried aloud the word — and it was a mighty spell to bind the Invisible, an enchantment to unbind the bound; yea, to unbind the bound.

Blessed workings!

Love is the law, love under Will.

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jestbee · 7 years ago

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WHAT DID YOU SAY TO THEM

Not a lot is the short answer. But, in case you wanted long detailed post about it all, my entire meet & greet experience is below the cut

So we got there super early and we were sat at this bar/restaurant that’s attached to the venue and we looked up at a window across the way and I thought, fleetingly in the back of my mind, “That looks like the back of Phil’s head”. But I didn’t say anything to my friends because I thought I’d come across as a bit of a weirdo. Who recognises the back of someones head? Inside a building? In silhouette?

Anyway. Turns out it was Phil’s head, and then Dan came to the window wearing his grid jumper and waved and we all waved back (I’m sure I looked like a stunned idiot) and then he got his phone out and held it up while he continued to wave at us.

Consequently, I’m half convinced he has a photo/video of us on his camera roll somewhere. A very odd thought.

So that was the first moment. The one that was to kick off the weirdness of seeing them in real life and- let’s be real- the low key panic attack I was just going to have for the next two hours until it was all over.

And I remember Dan smiling really wide and I was just like, ‘oh my god, he’s real’ which is a stupid thought to have, but it wouldn’t be the last time I thought it.

When the time came we went to the foyer of the venue and they had all the merch but you couldn’t buy it yet but they were setting it up in the vip area upstairs so we could buy it there.

There were so many cool people, other fans just having fun and it was really nice to be in an atmosphere where you knew we were all there for the same reason. Gathered because of two tall ex-emos that somehow make our days a little brighter.

There was also a line of old people buying tickets to other things at the box office looking around like this was the oddest thing they’d ever seen. They were right. It probably was.

We were counting down, watching the merch trolleys being wheeled back and forth to the lift and it was getting more and more real. Then it was 4 o’clock. People started doing that British-person-shuffle thing where you all try to get as close to the place you are supposed to be as possible. As if that will get you in quicker. It rarely works but we all try.

They took the barrier down. It was starting.

The venue staff looked at our tickets and then gave us a wrist band and we went to an upstairs area (that was actually like a bar you usually go to before shows) and the m&g backdrop was there and a merch stand and a playlist playing out of a Beats Pill speaker just plugged in in the corner. I mean.... what?

World wide tour, neon lights and a fancy set and this is the production value Nottingham could provide. Well done hometown, well done.

We sat on some tables near the front of the room and there was a stoic security guard in a grey suit standing at a door next to the screen like something out of a movie. Everyone made so much noise every time the door vaguely moved and we were all on edge.

The room was buzzing. People were hyped.

So at this point I got SUPER nervous and my face and neck starting getting hot, even my ears felt like they were about to spontaneously combust on the side of my head. Thank god for @ineverhadmyinternetphase and @charlottekath who were also nervous but totally encouraging, because I never would have coped without them

The organisers put a line of green tape on the floor and they were giving out Haribo... I think. I’m a vegetarian so I didn’t get any. I couldn’t concentrate anyway.

Also the line for merch was REALLY long at this point but we thought we’d go after our m&g. Good decision. There was no queue after cus everyone was queueing for m&g so we walked straight up.

Plushies had almost gone though but we were lucky and snagged 2 of the remaining 3.

They had more later, downstairs, this was just the vip stand.

So it then came time to line up behind the green tape and we all got in a queue and we were 5 PEOPLE FROM THE FRONT and at this point I began to panic a little and I was half convinced I was going to leave... Seriously, I just had the thought that I could turn around and go because why was I putting myself through something I knew was going to give me anxiety, you know? Why did I need to do this?

Good friends, my pals. Good friends. They pointed out that I’d regret it if I left which yeah, I would have. I stayed.

On shaking legs goddammit it, I stayed.

So then it was explained that the boys were on their way and that there was a lot of people there but that we had time and we would definitely all get to meet them so no pushing etc. The crowd kept cheering and being loud when she was talking which was annoying but everyone was just so excited!

So, you had to have your 1 thing to sign, you could get a selfie/photo whatever and then you’d have your wristband cut off and get a little vip merch tote thing. Have it all ready in your hand before you go round. Trust me, it makes it so much easier!

I wasn’t taking much more in by this point because the heat in my face and neck was uncontrollable and at this point I was hitting myself in the knuckles with a sharpie because I think I was very near a panic attack.

Then it was TIME.

They came out through the side door. The cheer started at the back and followed down the line like a wave at a sporting match and then.... they came round into full view.

I was just... stunned. Into silence.

Literally lost the ability to speak.

Most people comment on how tall they are. I can deal with tall. I’m used to tall. I’m not used to two nerds I watch on my computer screen suddenly appearing in real life.

I was mostly struck by how Dan was wearing merch actually. He really followed through on that. Plus it was the one I wanted to buy so I was glad to see it in person.

Dan asked us all how were were doing and everyone cheered appropriately.

Then Phil said (quietly and mostly to Dan) “Thank you for coming”

Then Dan said louder to the crowd “Yes, Thank you all for coming!”

And that was cute as hell, because Dan clearly does all the shouting and Phil giving him that little prompt was just... wonderful. The way they work together so easily is just lovely.

So then they went back behind the screen thing and the moment came.

Everyone moved forward, I was panicking and hitting my knuckles with the pen and counting down the number of people left to go before I would have to do it.

Then it was our turn. We’d already talked about how I was going last out of the three of us because I am a wimp. So those two went up together and I watched them in the reflection of the glass and they were all laughing and I was like, SO SO HAPPY for them. Honestly, my friends are the best and getting to experience this whole thing with them was the best.

After what seemed like a hilarious conversation I won’t spoil here because you can probably read about on their blogs, it was my turn.

But first:

“Is that a letter?” she said.

They collect the letters and things before you go round to see the guys and then put them in these neat large brown envelopes with “Dan and Phil” written on and the venue and date.

“Yes,” I said, “But it’s not from me. It’s from my friend. In California.”

Sometimes when I am nervous I ramble. But, @adorkablephil that one was for you. I wanted to make sure I mentioned it.

“Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

Then I had to go around the screen.

Before I got there, in fact for the entire 7 months since I bought my ticket I have been saying the same thing. I was looking forward to my Phil hug and I didn’t think I’d be able to handle meeting Dan in person. I don’t know why. He was intimidating to me for some reason.

But, let me tell you. I was not prepared for the absolute force that is Phil Lester.

I rounded the corner and Phil immediately smiled and held his arms out and I just kind of shuffled over and gave him a hug and he was like “hiiii”

Then I got a half-hug from Dan in that way that he does and I was so happy about it. They are both like, SO lovely. And gentle.

Phil was just... I don’t know. Dan looked like Dan does on my laptop screen. Just, in real life which was bizarre yeah, but Phil... Phil looks different. I don’t think if its the hair or just that I’m not yet used to 2018 Phil but he looked his age. Which... if you’ve been paying attention to this blog at all you will know is totally my jam.

I’m a Phil girl. I’ve become a Phil girl. I think it’s just time I admitted it.

I didn’t intend on saying much. I didn’t have anything planned and there was no huge statement I wanted to make. I never would have been able to manage it, my anxiety levels were pretty high at this point and I just wanted to enjoy the moment without any added pressure to say anything like, meaningful.

And I was still pretty much stunned into silence anyway so I think I went “Hi.” all quiet and squeaky. Then the conversation went like this:

P: Do you want us to sign your calendar?

Me: Oh, Yes please.

I passed them the calendar. Backwards. Of course. I’m an idiot.

D: Do you want us to sign May?

Bless this boy for checking. God amongst men. Cus I didn’t have it in me to correct it unprompted.

Me: Oh. Actually, June please.

They flipped it over, both with black sharpie in hand, poised and ready.

I almost let it go. I had a plan that I almost let slide because, hello awkward, but I didn’t. I summoned the courage to finally like, actually speak.

Me: I, um, I brought a silver sharpie. Cus... it’s black.

I meant the page. June is the black background photo and I didn’t think the black sharpie would show up.

At this point I kind of thrust the sharpie at them and Phil smiled again. I died.

P: You’re so prepared

D: We’re never prepared for anything in life just generally

I laughed.

At this point I realised my error in only bringing only one pen because then they couldn’t do the crossed-arms thing to sign. But it was okay. Phil still held the calendar but Dan signed first and then passed the pen over to Phil. Seamless. Wonderful.

At this point I’m digging my phone out of my front pocket and my hands are shaking.

Phil puts the pen lid back on and passes it all back to me and I like, fumble with all my stuff and flicking open the camera app at the same time.

D: Would you like a photo?

Me: Yes please could you... *passes him my phone*.

I never give anyone my phone. Ever. But here is Dan Howell with his huge hands on my phone just handling it like a pro and it was great.

So I sort of awkwardly shift to the middle of them and Phil leans in SO close behind me and Dan takes the picture and I think I don’t look too bad. A little stunned, of course, but that was to be expected.

Me: Thank you so much.

D: Thank you for coming, I hope you enjoy the show.

Me: You too

What? You too? Ugh I’m the worst.

P: Bye!

Me: Bye!

Then I get round the other side and the guy with the totes looks at me like really hesitantly, like he’s approaching a scared animal and says “Can I cut your wristband off?”

I held out my wrist. Silent and shook and shaking. He cuts the wristband off, He gives me a tote bag, I clutch it and the calendar to my chest and wander back over to my friends and finally, mercifully, collapse.

The camera app is still open on my phone. My ears are still hot and my knuckle has a bruise forming I’ll definitely regret tomorrow but this has been one of the best things ever.

I had to drink two beers with lunch just to get over it.

#jane answers #jane met dnp #dnp #interactive introverts #dan and phil #Anonymous

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