Aries sun, Aries moon: Greek Tragedy-The Wombats Aries sun, Taurus moon: Lisztomania- Phoenix Aries sun, Gemini moon: I Can Talk- Two Door Cinema Club Aries sun, Cancer moon: Mountain At My Gates- Foals Aries sun, Leo moon: Waste a Moment-Kings Of Leon Aries sun, Virgo moon: You’ve Got Something- The Jungle Giants Aries sun, Libra moon: Indigo Puff- Sundara Karma Aries sun, Scorpio moon: Seven Nation Army- The White Stripes Aries sun, Sagittarius moon: The Fire- Bishop Briggs Aries sun, Capricorn moon: XXX 88- MØ Aries sun, Aquarius moon: Time To Pretend- MGMT Aries sun, Pisces moon: A Dustland Fairytale- The Killers
Taurus sun, Aries moon: Gold- Sir Sly Taurus sun, Taurus moon: Anchor- Novo Amor Taurus sun, Gemini moon: Unbelievers- Vampire Weekend Taurus sun, Cancer moon: The Love Club- Lorde Taurus sun, Leo moon: Electric Love-BØRNS Taurus sun, Virgo moon: Tessellate- alt-J Taurus sun, Libra moon: Strong- London Grammar Taurus sun, Scorpio moon: Grave Digger- Matt Maeson Taurus sun, Sagittarius moon: Live For The Moment-The Sherlocks Taurus sun, Capricorn moon: The Funeral-Band of Horses Taurus sun, Aquarius moon: What You Know- Two Door Cinema Club Taurus sun, Pisces moon: Dark Matter-Andrew Belle
Gemini sun, Aries moon: Tyrants- Catfish and the Bottlemen Gemini sun, Taurus moon: Spirits- The Strumbellas Gemini sun, Gemini moon: Diet Soda Society- The Maine Gemini sun, Cancer moon: Round and Round-Imagine Dragons Gemini sun, Leo moon: Gold- Marina and the Diamonds Gemini sun, Virgo moon: How Do You Feel?-The Maine Gemini sun, Libra moon: Rose-Colored Boy- Paramore Gemini sun, Scorpio moon: Young & Unafraid- The Moth & The Flame Gemini sun, Sagittarius moon: Broken vow- The Kooks Gemini sun, Capricorn moon: Something Good Can Work- Two Door Cinema Club Gemini sun, Aquarius moon: Junk of the Heart (Happy)-The Kooks Gemini sun, Pisces moon: Kids- MGMT
Cancer sun, Aries moon: If U Love Me Now- MUNA Cancer sun, Taurus moon: True Care- James Vincent McMorrow Cancer sun, Gemini moon: It Works Itself Out- Half Moon Run Cancer sun, Cancer moon: Cherry Wine- Overcoats Cancer sun, Leo moon: Into The Black- Chromatics Cancer sun, Virgo moon: Mother & Father- Broods Cancer sun, Libra moon: Empty hands- Mother Mother Cancer sun, Scorpio moon: Nothing to No One- Gin Wigmore Cancer sun, Sagittarius moon: Young Blood- Noah Kahan Cancer sun, Capricorn moon: The Wreck- Delta Spirit Cancer sun, Aquarius moon: Life on Mars- AURORA Cancer sun, Pisces moon: Matilda- Alt-J
Leo sun, Aries moon: Fire rides- MØ Leo sun, Taurus moon: Ready- Kodaline Leo sun, Gemini moon: Greetings from Califournia- The Neighbourhood Leo sun, Cancer moon: Pink+White- Frank Ocean Leo sun, Leo moon: Lets Dance To Joy Division- The Wombats Leo sun, Virgo moon: Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene- Hozier Leo sun, Libra moon: Piledriver waltz- Alex Turner Leo sun, Scorpio moon: Feeling Good- Muse Leo sun, Sagittarius moon: Always Where I Need To Be-The Kooks Leo sun, Capricorn moon: Chelsea Dagger- The Fratellis Leo sun, Aquarius moon: Jungle- Tash Sultana Leo sun, Pisces moon: Learn To Let Go- Kesha
Virgo sun, Aries moon: Sensible Heart- City and Colour Virgo sun, Taurus moon: Chasin’-Cub Sport Virgo sun, Gemini moon: The Draw- Bastille Virgo sun, Cancer moon: Unbearable Light- DAUNT Virgo sun, Leo moon: 17-Youth Lagoon Virgo sun, Virgo moon: Towers- Bon Iver Virgo sun, Libra moon: Opera House- Cigarettes After Sex Virgo sun, Scorpio moon: Small things-Ben Howard Virgo sun, Sagittarius moon: Dreamer- Adna Virgo sun, Capricorn moon: Smile Like You Mean It-The Killers Virgo sun, Aquarius moon: Sleepyhead- Passion Pit Virgo sun, Pisces moon: Buzzcut Season- Lorde
Libra sun, Aries moon: I Dare You- the xx Libra sun, Taurus moon: Soul to Squeeze- Red Hot Chilli Peppers Libra sun, Gemini moon: Jilted Lovers & Broken Hearts- Brandon Flowers Libra sun, Cancer moon: A Dream of You and Me- Future Islands Libra sun, Leo moon: Someday- The Strokes Libra sun, Virgo moon: It’s Alright- Fractures Libra sun, Libra moon: Whistle For The Choir- The Fratellis Libra sun, Scorpio moon: Misunderstood- Youth Club Libra sun Sagittarius moon: Little Wanderer- Death Cab for Cutie Libra sun Capricorn moon: Four Walls- Broods Libra sun, Aquarius moon: For What It’s Worth- Liam Gallagher Libra sun, Pisces moon: R.I.P 2 My Youth- The Neighbourhood
Scorpio sun, Aries moon: Aint No Rest for the Wicked- Cage The Elephant Scorpio sun, Taurus moon: Suck It and See-Arctic Monkeys Scorpio sun, Gemini moon: A Little Death- The Neighbourhood Scorpio sun, Cancer moon: I Follow Rivers- Lykke Li Scorpio sun, Leo moon: What Am I Becoming?-POP etc Scorpio sun, Virgo moon: Black Mambo- Glass Animals Scorpio sun, Libra moon: There Is A Light That Never Goes Out- The Smiths Scorpio sun, Scorpio moon: Dark Necessities- Red Hot Chilli Peppers Scorpio sun, Sagittarius moon: Arsonist’s Lullabye- Hozier Scorpio sun, Capricorn moon: Off She Goes- Bad Suns Scorpio sun, Aquarius moon: Graveyard Whistling- Nothing But Thieves Scorpio sun, Pisces moon: Sleep Forever-Portugal. The Man
Sagittarius sun, Aries moon: Leather Jacket- Arkells Sagittarius sun, Taurus moon: Habits Of My Heart- Jaymes Young Sagittarius sun, Gemini moon: Dug My Heart- BØRNS Sagittarius sun, Cancer moon: Mt. Washington- Local Natives Sagittarius sun, Leo moon: You Only Live Once-The Strokes Sagittarius sun, Virgo moon: Entropy- Grimes, Bleachers Sagittarius sun, Libra moon: Cigarette Daydreams-Cage the Elephant Sagittarius sun, Scorpio moon: Reptilla- The Strokes Sagittarius sun, Sagittarius moon: Edge of Town- Middle Kids Sagittarius sun, Capricorn moon: Houdini- Foster The People Sagittarius sun, Aquarius moon: Magnetised-Tom Odell Sagittarius sun, Pisces moon: Midnight City-M83
Capricorn sun, Aries moon: UGH!- The 1975 Capricorn sun, Taurus moon: Feel Something- Jaymes Young Capricorn sun, Gemini moon: Fake Happy- Paramore Capricorn sun, Cancer moon: To Be Alone-Ben Howard Capricorn sun, Leo moon: Life Itself- Glass Animals Capricorn sun, Virgo moon: $ting- the neighbourhood Capricorn sun, Libra moon: Winter- Pvris Capricorn sun, Scorpio moon: Cruel World- Phantogram Capricorn sun, Sagittarius moon: Train- Brick+Mortar Capricorn sun, Capricorn moon: Shattered & Hollow- First Aid Kit Capricorn sun,Aquarius moon: Oh No!-Marina and the diamonds Capricorn sun, Pisces moon: Bloom-The Paper Kites
Aquarius sun, Aries moon: Black Butterflies and Deja Vu- The Maine Aquarius sun, Taurus moon: California Numb- Cloves Aquarius sun, Gemini moon: Driving- Wanderer Aquarius sun, Cancer moon: Your Life Your Call- Junip Aquarius sun, Leo moon: Second Guessing Games-Colony House Aquarius sun, Virgo moon: Made Of Stone- Daughter Aquarius sun, Libra moon: Sing of the Moon-The Collection Aquarius sun, Scorpio moon: Narrow Margins-Half Moon Run Aquarius sun, Sagittarius moon: Beautifully Unconventional- Wolf Alice Aquarius sun, Capricorn moon: She Moves In Her Own Way- The Kooks Aquarius sun, Aquarius moon: 10,000 Emerald Pools- BØRNS Aquarius sun, Pisces moon: Simple Song- The Shins
Pisces sun, Aries moon: Deadcrush- alt-J Pisces sun, Taurus moon: Overthinking- Adna Pisces sun, Gemini moon: Set Me Free- Charli XCX Pisces sun, Cancer moon: Naive-The Kooks Pisces sun, Leo moon: Sedona- Houndmouth Pisces sun, Virgo moon: Blush- Wolf Alice Pisces sun, Libra moon: Loveless- Lo Moon Pisces sun, Scorpio moon: Empty- Pvris Pisces sun, Sagittarius moon: Be Who You Are-The Kooks Pisces sun, Capricorn moon: Half- Pvris Pisces sun, Aquarius moon: Nitesky- Robert Koch Pisces sun, Pisces moon: The Forgotten- Greenday
Imagine big intimidating monsters crying when they learn that they’re going to be parents.
Imagine them marking the outside of their human mate’s home with their claws, leaving deep scratches against brick and mortar or hoarding branches and leaves to build a nest out of.
Imagine them lulling their unborn to sleep with gentle clicks, growls and the songs of their ancient races, songs that no human alive has ever heard before.
Imagine them finally holding their hybrid newborns for the first time, clutching them in their huge terrible claws as if they would never let go. They could easily rip them apart, but to their little ones, their touches are all but brief brushes of silk to their tiny, new bodies. Imagine them protecting both their offspring and their mates as fiercely and as lovingly as they have never done before, desperate not to lose the new loves they have in their lives after years hiding away in the shadows.
Imagine both human and monster being more complete than either of them have in their lives, finally together, finally a family. A weird little family, but a happy little family nonetheless.
Image: Bookshelves at
Amazon’s New York City store. (Timothy A. Clary/AFP/Getty Images)
Back when Amazon first introduced the Kindle, and e-books
were all the rage, a lot of people thought printed books and the stores that
sell them were going the way of dinosaurs. But a decade later, print is
outselling digital, and many independent bookstores are thriving. Even Amazon is
opening brick-and-mortar stores (seven so far).
NPR’s Lynn Neary looks at how indie and chain bookshop are
setting themselves apart from the competition.
Image: Peter Reynolds,
owner of Blue Bunny Books in Dedham, Mass. (Robin Lubbock/WBUR)
Amazon has opened its latest brick-and-mortar bookstore in Dedham,
Mass. (its first on the East Coast). But Peter Reynolds, who owns an
independent bookstore just up the road, isn’t too worried.
He says, “At first my heart sort of sunk a bit, but I
realized quickly the response from our friends was: ‘What you have in your
independent bookstore is very, very different than what Amazon is providing.’ And
I think that we’re going to be OK.“
Summary: He works with color all day, but you just might be the brightest thing he’s ever laid his eyes on. Pairing: Taehyung | Reader Genre: Fluff; Florist AU Word Count: 9,542 Author’s Note: I feel like it’s been so long so I’ve written something soft and breezy and cheesy and I missed it.
The regular nine a.m. call time finds Kim Taehyung at the forefront of the shop, gritting teeth together as he tries to balance the morning coffee along with his keys while trying to make sure his backpack won’t fall down his arm to disrupt his attempt. He barely manages the feat, somehow able to unlock and push open the front door before the coffee spills over. Both hands find their place again underneath the tray as he uses his hips to propel the door closed behind him.
Much like usual morning greetings, he doesn’t get one except for the sweet, floral fragranced scent that is as sharp and prominent as it is comforting and sweet. He’s been working here for a little more than three years, yet the sight and smell of flowers never fail to bring a smile to his face, never fails to help bring forth some good cheer to his day as he roams towards the back of the shop. He rests the coffee on the counter, slipping off his backpack to situate it in the back room, returning back to the floor to get things started before Kim Namjoon arrives. There isn’t much, just setting up the cashier and watering the plants and rearranging some bouquets that are due to be picked up first thing in the morning. Some adjustments here and there, giving the flowers a last minute spray to give it a fresh, dewy, appearance. He’s just setting down the second of five bouquets when the bell overhead jingles in correspondence to the arrival of someone new.
Taehyung looks up from his spraying, eyes lighting up as he takes in the newest addition to the shop. “Good morning!” He greets brightly to the customer, a man with a hesitance in his step, looking lost yet like he’s supposed to be here and Taehyung is well-tuned to his attitude at once. “Can I help you with something?”
the kind who asks you for a little sugar [zimbits neighbors au]
When Jack moved into the plain, white house on Maple Street, he wasn’t expecting much except the peace and quiet he needed to write his next novel. Most of the neighbors were elderly or wrapped up in their young-parent bubble, too busy to notice the quiet, serious man now living in the late Mr. Ripley’s house. And Jack preferred it that way.
Every house on the street seemed a part of the scenery to Jack, weathered and simple with neat yards and the occasional rocking chair or wind chimes on the porches. Every house, that was, but his next door neighbor.
The house to the left of Jack’s was a buttery yellow color, the yard divided between garden and eclectic statues of rabbits and butterflies and other ridiculous things. The mailbox was covered in painted sunflowers and a faded pride flag hung in the window. It made Jack uneasy, knowing his neighbor was probably some overzealous, middle-aged lady who owned several cats and healed her colds with crystals. With one last look at the house and the pie that sat to cool on the windowsill, Jack wrinkled his nose and returned to his own home.
So here’s an email I just sent to Marvel, in case you’re interested
To the editors of Marvel Comics:
Many of the letters in your letters pages begin with the writer’s long history of reading comics as evidence that you should care about their opinion and want to keep them as a customer. While I may be relatively new to comics, I think I’m a pretty desirable customer. Not only do I have disposable income and a willingness to spend money on physical books in a brick-and-mortar comic shop, but I’m also a teacher and librarian with the power to get your books in the hands of the next generation.
Until recently, I was thrilled to do just that. I teach at a school that serves a very diverse population and I wanted to expose my students to heroes who look like them. I bought them Miles Morales, Sam Wilson, Ms. Marvel, Silk, The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl, various team books, and more. I did this not with the school’s budget, but with my own money (and I of course took the opportunity to read them myself first).
For myself (although I also share most of them with students), I have every issue of Patsy Walker, A.K.A. Hellcat!, The Mighty Thor, Mockingbird, Storm, and most of the recent Black Widow and Captain Marvel runs. I’ve been eagerly awaiting Nick Fury and America, and was not disappointed by their #1s. I’ve loved so much of what Marvel has given me over the past few years; I got to see parts of myself and the people I love in these books, parts that I don’t always get to see in popular media.
But none of the above were the characters that got me into comics; that honor belongs to Steve Rogers. I fell in love with him in the movies, with his steadfastness and his sense of justice and his belief in doing the right thing and protecting individuals. I went back and read Brubaker’s Winter Soldier arc, but was too intimidated by the vastness of the Marvel universe to read many of the books he was currently appearing in when I first started reading comics.
And then I found out he was being restored to his young self and getting a new series. I was ECSTATIC. I couldn’t wait to get it and see what new adventures this amazing character would go on. When I found out about the twist at the end of #1, I was upset, but everyone assured me that this is comics - it’ll be mind control or a decoy or some other trick. Soon everything would be back to normal. But as I realized how committed everyone at Marvel was to the reality of Steve-the-Hydra-Agent, I also realized that this was a book that didn’t want me as a reader. This version of Steve Rogers seemed to have nothing in common with the Steve Rogers I had fallen in love with. As a queer woman with Jewish ancestry, I felt like my concerns were dismissed and that I was unwelcome.
So I didn’t buy the book. I kept my other subscriptions and continued to enjoy them, all the while waiting for the trick-behind-the-trick that everyone else seemed sure would come. And then Secret Empire began. I don’t know if I can put into words how it felt to find out that according to this new story, Steve Rogers has never been a hero at all. The closest I can get is that it was a punch in the gut, although I feel the cliche fails to accurately convey the strength of my response.
Stories matter. Heroes matter. And in a world that feels full of pain and fear and darkness, stories and heroes matter even more. The people I love are living with a lot of fear right now - fear of deportation, fear of losing access to health care, fear of being attacked for who they love or the color of their skin - and so am I. We need heroes who can remind us of why we fight, why we resist, why we rise above, why we plant ourselves like a tree and say “no, you move.”
Steve Rogers used to be that hero for me and for many others. To take a hero like Steve Rogers and destroy everything that made him who he was, everything that he was created to be…I don’t know why that is a story that Marvel wants to tell right now. Or ever. It is incomprehensible to me.
And it leaves me torn. I have asked my shop to not pull any books related to Secret Empire for me, and a part of me wants to firmly declare that Marvel will never see another cent of my money at all. The other part of me remembers how much I have loved and appreciated my other experiences as a Marvel fan, the encouragement that your characters and stories have given me, the ways they’ve made me laugh and given me something to look forward to, a bright spot in the middle of the week.
I don’t know if I will keep buying Marvel comics. I want to, but I’m not sure you want me to. Right now, it seems like I’m the type of customer that you don’t want at all - the customer who values the diversity you’ve blamed for the sales slump and who wants her good guys to be good, even when it’s hard.