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Basic transits meaning

 Feel free to add + correct something! I’m still learning about this so your help is amazing :)

I’ll cover the houses here. If you want to check your transits, here you have a tutorial by @astrologanize

Sun: focus, where you shine brighter than ever! Where the sun falls, it’ll be your main interest for a certain time. For example, Sun transiting your 11th house will focus on social life, friend groups and your dreams. Sun transiting your 6th house will be focused on routine and getting things done, rather than dreaming and being social.

Moon: this planet’s transits are really short (2 days approximately), so its effect is more like “daily mood” than big and meaningful cycles in your life. These transits show where your emotions are focused on, and where you may be more creative. I highly recommend to check the sign where the transit Moon is in! For example, Cancer moon is transiting in your 2nd house. That’ll mean you’re a lot more attached emotionally to your material goods, and you may buy too many things during this transit. Of course, this feeling only last for like two days so next week you might regret all the useless things you’ve bought…

Mercury: this planet’s transits tend to last one month aproximately. These transits show where your mental focus is, your mental state and what kind of subjects are you up to learn. Plus, it brings a lot of energy to the house’s activities. For example, Mercury transiting the 3rd house will be a lot more witty and will seek more mental stimulation than usual. It may be difficult to stop thinking and you may jump from one thought to the next fearly quickly. This is a good time to focus on mental activities, like school or college.

Venus: this planet’s transits last about one month. This transits tend to show where you feel more confident and social. If it isn’t in a bad aspect with any natal planet, it’ll be a good transit. Depending the house transit Venus is, you may be a lot more creative and artsy. For example, Venus transiting your 5th house will make you more prone to flirting without a clear objective, more like an entertaiment than a real affair. This placement is perfect for creative activities, like drawing.

Mars: this planet’s transits last about one month. This brings a boost of energy to the activities concerned to the transited house, and may indicate what drives you during that time. For example, Mars transiting your 9th house will be eager to learn, and motivation to travel and experience new things.

The following planets have a wider orbit around the sun, therefore, they stay longer in each house. Personally, I think their effects are way more crucial than, for example, the moon’s. 

Saturn: this planet’s transits last about one or two years. It is mostly seen as a hard aspect because it shows where one have work to do in order to reach a goal, where we don’t feel enough and it sometimes lead to insecurity and limitations. For example, Saturn transiting in the 10th house can make you feel useless in your career and vulnerable in front of others, and you might feel your work isn’t rewarded. This is a good time to work harder than ever and find holes in your public image and goals.

Jupiter: this planet’s transits last for one year. It shows where you find yourself luckier and happier, and what will help you to expand your life. This is generally seen as a good transit, not matter what kind of aspects it has with your natal planets. For example, Jupiter in the 12th house finds happiness and expansion through relaxing and spiritual ways, like meditation. This is a good time to analyze yourself and let your ego wash away.

Uranus: this planet spends many years in one house and sign. It brings change and mental energy. Change is abrupt and may be caused by a change of mentality or plain boredom. Uranus is here to start new things, to dare and to challenge you. For example, if Uranus is in your 1st house, you may feel you need to change your appearence and your identity may be challenged. This is a good time to change your style and re-create yourself.

Neptune: this planet spends many years in one house and sign. Where it is placed, things get burried. It’s a time where you are more creative, spiritual and confused at the same time. This transit paints a certain part of your life with fantasy. If Neptune is transiting your 6th house, for example, you’ll daydreaming a lot more than you’re used to and procrastination may take over your life if you don’t control it. This is a good time to make art though.

Pluto: this planet spends many years in one house and sign. Transformation is the key word for this transit. Where transit Pluto is placed, things (think about habits, cycles, etc) end in order to start new ones. Also, it can symbolize that your current habits will be transform permanently. Negative feelings may be regular in certain times. Things from the past may do a come back. For example, if Pluto is transiting your 7th house, several of your relationships and friendships may transform in something new, bad or good. Plus, some of your relationships may end and that will mean a new cycle, a “new” you. This is a good time to reevaluate your relationships and throw away the negative ones in your life.

-Melisa.

let go.

wow okay so i just recently figured out that it’s klangst week and even though my fanfiction blog is still, fairytail, i’ll probably write a lot more about klance ..  @klangst-week

klangst — ANGST, T (language&PDA) — 1.1k words unrequited pining / love

tumble out of bed.
dizzy in the head.
now you won’t let go.


Keith woke up earlier than usual, running his hands slowly against the fabric of his sheets as he fully became conscious and aware of his surroundings. A quiet, deep sigh broke the silence of his room, his heart pounding in his chest and a cold sweat on his forehead due to the reason he was no longer sleeping.

Nightmares.

It was a slow drag as he brought himself from under the covers, feet gently hitting against the cold flooring of the castle as he left his room and wandered down the hall to stand in front of a familiar door. It felt as if it took him minutes, hours, days before he was able to gain enough confidence to softly knock. The person behind it and the comforting smell of his bed were the things he sought after, his tired eyes staring at the door decor to pass time.

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(what’s a wrat? dis a wrat.)


Akrona quietly walked through the halls of the ship with a smile and light spring in her step. She made her way to the galley and found Vette rummaging through the compartments.

Taking a few more steps toward Vette, Akrona tapped her on the shoulder. “What—”

“GAH!” Vette nearly jumped out of her skin, her lekku curled, and the bags she retrieved from the cabinets flew out of her hand. Spinning around as the bags fells around and behind her, Vette’s lekku unfurled themselves as she tried to collect her breathing. “Don’t scare me like that!”

“I’m sorry,” Akrona giggled, “I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“You Sith and your quiet, sneaky ways…” Vette muttered under her breath, recollecting the bags, setting them aside, and went over to the conservator.

Akrona made her way to the water heater, starting it up before looking for the tins of loose tea leaves and two cups. “What are you doing so late anyway?”

“Huh?” Vette looked over the conservator door she had opened. “Oh!” She closed the door and bounced up to Akrona’s side. “Slumber party!”

“Slumber party?”

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               ( I hope you all have a nice day so far!!! Today is my birthday,
                 so I’ll spend some time of my evening with other things!
                 However, I’ll finally get to ic-things later; to be precise
                 once I am done making some basic theme changes on my
                 other rp-blogs. Thanks for your patience, as always!! )

anonymous asked:

speaking of cherry blossoms would someone bedazzle Cor's katana with pink gems as a joke?

my buddy. my friend. my grey faced pal.

he could be given Fuu’s tanto from samurai champloo and not give two fucks. i’m talking about a blade that looks like this.

In my HC Cor sleeps with his sword instead of hiding it in the King’s weapon summoning magic. (some anxieties about if the King is gone [dead] he can’t defend himself) so, the implication would be that someone took it while he was sleeping, bedazzled it pink, and gave it back to Cor?

He honestly wouldn’t even be mad tbh. He’d just be impressed that someone was that committed.

Nobody would actually do it because nobody’s balls are that huge, but I digress.)

Woho! 14 followers! I love you all! <3 Welcome!

When I hit 50 I will post the preface to my novel. Please help me get there. In the meanwhile, enjoy the little extracts I got for you. One is coming right up! <3

for you. | jackson
- part one - 

part two??? (lmk)

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words: 1,838
summary: superstar boyfriend jackson doesn’t take too kindly to your suggestion of giving up variety so he has more time for himself and for you.

a/n: hello, this is my first proper writing piece (on this blog since i gave up my 7k 5sos writing blog to start this one) in a while so i hope it’s not too bad for a first piece! also, if you liked it and think i should write a part two, do let me know, your support would mean everything, thank you!




reaching home at midnight had become a more regular practice as of late. 

with jackson away all the time, you found taking up extra shifts - especially the closing shift, when it was all quiet and you got to take home pastries afterwards - a competent way of distracting yourself from missing your superstar boyfriend.

you couldn’t help but groan when you stepped into the hallway of the apartment you and jackson shared, pulling off your sneakers and freeing your toes from their canvas confines after a long day at the cafe. 

another groan escaped your mouth as you set your bag down on the couch, falling backwards into the pile of cushions you insisted on having on there, just for that very reason. 

you shut your eyes, too tired to force yourself up to shower and get ready for bed. your backpack poking into your side reminded you of the pile of work you had for the weekend and your face scrunched up as yet another groan slipped out of your mouth.

“is this what you do when i’m not here?”

your eyes flew open at the familiar voice and you looked up to see jackson leaning over the side of the couch, his fringe flopping over his eyes slightly, a raised eyebrow peeking through. 

“jax!” you yelled, making him wince at the volume and pitch of your shocked shriek. 

“jeez, i didn’t know we had a parrot.” he said, the side of his mouth quirked up in a playful smile. 

you threw yourself over the side of the couch with energy you didn’t know you still had in you, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s - surprisingly - covered torso, hugging him tight.

his arms automatically found their place on your waist as he planted a sweet kiss on the top of your head.

“when did you get back? why are you back? how long are you staying?” 

jackson laughed at your sudden bombardment of questions, pulling back from your hug to properly look at you.

as his eyes roamed your face, you suddenly became conscious of the amount of grease and smudged makeup that was the result of being out since eight in the morning without a chance to rest and touch up.

your hands flew from around him to cover your face. “oh god, the first time you see me in person in a while and its while i’m like this.” you said, your voice muffled by your hands.

gentle hands pried your own away from your face and jackson’s face appeared in front of you instead. 

“you don’t have to worry about a thing. you look beautiful right now.” he said sweetly, making you smile involuntarily. 

“besides, i’ve seen you dance and nothing you do to your face could be worse than that.” he added cheekily, yelling when your hand landed on his shoulder with a loud smack. he just couldn’t be romantic for more than a second.

both laughing, you let yourself be pushed into the bathroom, with jackson making annoying comments on how your hair smelled like cheese gone bad and your makeup looked like you smushed your face in cake.

succumbing to his ever-so-loving words, you showered as quickly as possible to get back out to him.

stepping out of the shower towel-drying your wet hair, you watched your boyfriend lean over his suitcase on the ground, fiddling with the piles of clothes he’d brought with him while filming one of the many variety shows he hosted in china. 

as you turned to your dressing table, plugging in the hair dryer, you kept your eyes on him through the mirror. “you can unpack tomorrow, jax, go get ready for bed and we can cuddle and you can answer all my questions.”

his answer was drowned out by the hair dryer and you gestured for him to wait till you were done to tell you.

an hour later, you were both in bed, your head on his pillow, his elbow next to it, holding his head up as he talked about filming. 

“ugh, i can’t tell you enough how happy i am that you’re back, the house has been way too quiet without your constant shouting.” 

“it’s good to be home.” he responded, his hand reaching around your body to pull you closer to him.

as you pressed your face into his neck and inhaled deeply, an exciting thought flashed into your mind.

you gasped, your eyes widening in realisation. “since you’re back, we can go to the annual college carnival this sunday! i was going to pass on it since going to a carnival alone didn’t seem like much fun and everyone else is either working the carnival or staying home to rush work but you now you can come with me!”

when jackson’s face didn’t light up in excitement as you thought it would, your own smile fell. “what’s wrong?” you asked.

his eyes flittered around, looking everywhere but in your own. “i can’t go to the carnival. i’m leaving again tomorrow, (y/n). got7′s comeback in three weeks and we need to pre-record shows.”

the only word you managed to squeeze out of yourself was “oh.” 

jackson sighed. “i’m sorry, i really am. i would’ve loved to go to the carnival with you.”

you managed a small smile, watching his sad eyes and increasingly pouty lips from sulking at not being able to stay long. “hey, it’s okay. they hold one every year so maybe next year you’ll be around to come with me.” you said, trying to reassure him.

jackson sighed once again, wrapping his hands around your body to pull you into him, resting his forehead on yours. “i’m really sorry for not being here enough, it’s just with the comeback nearing, schedule’s a lot more hectic in addition to the new show i’m hosting and i hardly have time for myself with all the flying back and forth and back and forth and i just-” he turned his body to push his face into a pillow and screamed in frustration.

in a second thought, he lifted his face from the pillow. “not that i don’t appreciate everything that i have. i love hosting shows and of course, got7 mean everything to me.”

“i get it, jax, you’re just tired right now, there’s no need to justify venting your frustration.” you said, running your hand along the back of head, through his hair, as he lay on his stomach, his face turned to look at you.

“when do you think you’ll stop it anyway?” you asked.

“stop what?”

“hosting.”

there was a brief moment of silence as jackson took in your words. “what do you mean stop hosting?” he asked, drawing back a little.

“like, stop doing all the variety shows you’re doing. now that got7′s huge and only getting bigger, you can’t juggle having got7 and hosting and a social life all at the same time.” you elaborated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

which it was, to you, but had apparently never crossed jackson’s mind. 

“i’m just saying, jax, i hardly see you anymore and when i do, it’s like this. short periods of time. i miss having you around.” 

jackson sat up suddenly, much to your surprise. “so you’re telling me, that i should give up doing something i love, to be able to spend a bit more time with you?” 

“you make it sound like it’s a bad thing.” you commented, not liking the accusing tone he was using.

“you’re asking me to give up my dream career to be able to take you on dates, doesn’t that sound unbelievable to you? you’re lucky i even come back home at all. do you know how hard it is living away from the rest of the boys? how much extra planning has to go into schedules because i’m not as easy to reach?” jackson was practically yelling at this point.

his words were unbelievable to you. “i’m lucky to have you for three to four days at a time with 2 to 3 months in between of not seeing you?” you sat up to be face-to-face with him, your voice rising as well. “i’m lucky to have never been on more than 4 proper dates with you even though we’ve been together almost two years?” 

“you knew what you were getting into when we got together and you’ve been putting up with it for so long, why are you only complaining about this now?” he asked, a vein starting to show on his forehead, his face growing increasingly flushed in anger and frustration.

“i was trying to be supportive! but i was suffering, jackson. while you’re off touring the world or filming fun variety shows, i’m here! constantly waiting for you to get back! every time i think i don’t have to wait anymore to spend time with you, something else crops up and you rush to do it, without giving me a second thought.” jackson opened his mouth to protest but you continued. “when have you ever turned down a work thing for me, huh?”

you were aware of how selfish you sounded but as his girlfriend, you would have liked to have been chosen over work just once. you could imagine jackson saying: oh, actually, could we pass on this this time? i have to go home to see (y/n). of course, that was so far out of reach, even imagining it felt surreal.

jackson threw his hands in the air in disbelief. “do you hear yourself right now? oh, i’m so sorry i can’t just drop my entire career to fly home to be at your beck and call.”

it was your turn to scream in frustration. you could hardly believe the person in front of you was the same lovable, hyperactive jackson wang everyone else saw, the same one you fell in love with a couple years ago. 

“i am not asking you to drop everything for me, i never asked you to drop everything for me. i-”

“good, because i won’t. not for you.”

his words struck you hard. they made it seem as if you weren’t worth it and all your insecurities of having jackson meet someone he’d much rather be with rushed into your head, making a lump form in your throat.

“fine. then don’t.” you said, immediately throwing yourself back onto the bed, grabbing your pillow and shifting it to the edge of the bed, away from jackson, squeezing your eyes shut and swallowing hard to make sure you didn’t cry in front of him.

it took just a few seconds for jackson to lie down as well, and you knew if you turned around to check, he would be facing away from you.

pushing his face and his words out of your head, you willed yourself to sleep. as you drifted into slumber, your self-control faltered and a single tear rolled down the side of your face and onto the pillow.

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anonymous asked:

going off that other ask, I agree that Harry can be kinky. And I love that there's so many stories for that but there's like zero... romantic smuts on here. It's all good and well because I truly do admire the work put into writing kinky things but I have a soft spot for romantic ones. (I hope this doesn't sound like I am complaining, I love your writing. Just an observation.)

If you mean here as in my blog, unfortunately, I agree with you. I’ve already expressed to my friends and fellow writers how I’d love to write something more romantic but I just … can’t. I’ve tried a lot and I’ve managed a romantic moment here and there, but most of the requests I get and ideas I have are mostly on the kinkier side, so I’ve just accepted the fact that my blog and writing are on the kinky side of things.

I’d LOVE it if we had more of the romantic stuff too, but that’s not the case and I’ve come to terms with that lol

But, there are a lot of talented writers out there, like @permanentcross and @whoopsharrystyles and @trulymadlysydney and @two-swallows-above-a-butterfly that write more on the romantic side (also including the naughty stuff) and I am sure there are many others too, so I’d advice you to check them out cause they’re amazing!

anonymous asked:

You agree to me only to elope with another anon? Fine, then. I'll just keep loving you from afar. And read your writing. And bother you about it. And comment on it. And enjoy your brilliant positivity on tumblr. That was meant to sound salty but I didn't quite manage it, did I?

ALSKDJFJAKLSDF THIS MADE ME LAUGH OUT LOUD

You’re so sweet??? Omg??? I’m literally so honored and #blessed??????? Thank you for reading my writing and enjoying my blog ahhhhhh

On being Multifaceted

Reblog if you are tired of people wanting your tumblr to only reflect one thing. Like, god foribd you like both food *and* books. Why do we need to have a separate tumblr for every interest? Sometimes I want to post about spells, sometimes I want to post about solangelo, or comics, or writing, or tarot. My blog is the blog of a whole person. Who else wants to inject a little diversity to tumblr blogs?

hello!

my name’s vy, i had a writing blog a very long time ago and i’ve decided to start another one! i do take requests & they’re open always, feel free to message me anytime as well. i hope to hear from some of you soon! stay street.

Well that about settles it

Im going on hiatus. I have a rather asshole-ish presence here and I need to take a break to focus on myself and school. I don’t enjoy this site that much anymore and I’m going to try to stay away from this site for as long as possible. Though I will be active in my writing blog. Feel free to ask me for Twitter, snapchat, Discord, message me hmu. If you don’t care about my asshole-ish presence, feel free to ignore this. If you don’t care about my asshole-ish presence and want me to delete, feel free to reply “please delete” below and I’ll take it into consideration. I’m going reblog this post a few times.

anonymous asked:

i think gwen is demonised because she's a crappy character who needs to be saved every two minutes, not because of a ship

      I’ve had people tell me over my time writing Gwen to delete my blog and kill myself because “Ben and Kevin are canon, sorry.” Sorry, not sorry, Gwen / Kevin is canon so ya’ll can deal with it.

                 “—who needs to be saved every two minutes.”

                                                u goin’ learn 2day

  • secrets of the omni.trix: gwen gets pretty much EATEN by flourana aliens after PUSHING BEN OUT OF THE WAY, ben thinks she’s dead, gwen saved herself, fought her way through and showed up to HELP BEN LATER
  • all that glitters: gwen was drained to the point of death by mike, ben and kevin come to save her, got rekted, gwen saved herself, defeated mike and went to make sure the boys were okay.
  • back with a vengeance: gwen entered the null void to get ben, who was stuck, and saved his ass
  • max out: gwen was dragged under water by xenocytes and saved herself while ben and kevin freaked out. also protected ken, ben and kevin from a blast that would have killed them
  • darkstar rising: ben and kevin GET CAUGHT by mike, gwen escapes and comes back to save em
  • war of the worlds: protected kevin from being killed by the highbreed commander
  • in charms way: lost her powers to charm.caster, got them back by thinking of a plan. ben and kevin helped but in the end it was all her. 
  • time heals: FUCKING BROKE THE TIMELINE AND FIXED IT HERSELF
  • hit em where they live: was kidnapped by zombozo, along with her aunt, was tied up and mocked while zombozo thought of a way to kill her. saved herself and her aunt before ben and kevin even showed up.
  • map of infinity: saved herself ( and kevin ) from a pit of acid in the necrofriggian temple
  • deep: on a planet that was like 80% all water ( and they were near the core ) gwen was DRAGGED FROM THE SHIP BY AN AQUATIC TENTACLE ALIEN and fought it off herself. also saved kevin from being crushed by the pressure of being so deep in the ocean without his suit by blasting him to the ship so he could absorb it. she thought of that in seconds. also saved ben and kevin from a swarm of aliens ready to eat them with her energy shields.

      And that’s only a FEW times Gwen has saved the boys asses, and herself, ‘cause I’d be here all day if I had to list them all. Are there times when Gwen needed saving? Yes. But so does Ben and Kevin. Being saved doesn’t make you weak or a shitty character, Gwen makes mistakes too and has to deal with the consequences, but these three look out to each other because they are family so if you’re gonna demonize Gwen based on how many times she needed to be saved then you should look at Ben and Kevin, because I can list off a shit ton of episodes Ben and Kevin were trapped or taken and needed the other two to save them. 

      I mean if you don’t like Gwen’s character, fine, but saying it’s because she needs to be saved every two minutes is ridiculous when both boys are in the same boat.

      Also Kevin praises up the fact that Gwen is more powerful than him ( highbreed: i defeated tennyson. what chance has the likes of YOU?”,  kevin: me? not  much.. but her? *points at gwen*” ) So just throwing that out there.

*drops mic*

So I was Writing and Noticed...

that I may not be writing exactly what you guys are looking for in match-ups, but I really don’t care.

Now before you, all start unfollowing me because I “don’t care” let me explain. I do care (way too much) about what you guys think of my posts, what I don’t care about is what those posts are. I made this blog to write whatever popped into my head, the one thing I was missing before was a prompt (see where this is going).

Your guys asks give me the inspiration to write whatever pops into my head (in response to your asks), and that’s the one thing I love to do.

Now, I know I have mentioned this before, but the reason I’m posting this now is due to a specific ask I answered (but haven’t posted yet). I LOVED writing this specific ask, and I would not stop talking about it with anyone that listened. Eventually, as I was explaining the short-story I wrote to one of my best friends she questioned it.

“Isn’t this supposed to be mushy and cute?”

That’s probably what you guys want right? Mushy, cute scenes where your S/O shows their love through cliche action and flustered adorable messes.

The ask I wrote was NOTHING like that.

It was a Match-up mind you! You had a bonding moment with your S/O where their love for you is blatantly obvious. But, can we be real here, the Transformers Universe is not all sunshine and rainbows, there is some dark, sad, and gritty stuff (the story is literally about a war for crying out loud!). If you’re in any relationship with a bot there will be danger at one point (and even based on your personality maybe several points). So what I’m trying to say is…

IF YOU DON’T LIKE WHAT YOU GOT, ASK AGAIN!

I am trying to put as much content out there as possible so I don’t care if you drop in the asks and be like “Yo, can you do [this ask] again, but [different more specific request]?” I can assure you I will say yes 100% of the time. Let me repeat, I WILL SAY YES 100% OF THE TIME.

Thank you for listen, I hope I didn’t bore you. If you stuck to the end I can assure you I have bought a shitty desktop computer to use and am currently doing final editing on 4-5 answered asks (though this post was completely made on my phone, RIP).

Too good to be true.....

She’s absolutely stunning. Has the prettiest eyes and most delicious lips that beg to be kissed. Her body is an ocean that I want to drown myself in. I want to breath her. I want her. I want her moans. I want her smell. She knows what she wants and also knows what she doesn’t. She’s successful and independent. She likes to be called “baby” and being told what to do. I write my dreams about her and she has a blog devoted to her. In my mind we’ve fucked many times and I smile knowing she craves more. She makes my heart race. She’s sin. She’s everything you’d want and need. She’s beautiful. I want to pin her against the wall as she’s art.