in a world filled with distrust

the signs and their downsides

Aries: is both the protagonist & antagonist of their own life
Taurus: constantly torn between what they want and what they need
Gemini: doesn’t know how to function without stimulation
Cancer: they make “homes” out of people, and relies on others rather than themselves for a sense of security.
Leo: sees everyone as a threat or competition
Virgo has an all-consuming fear of insignificance and lacking in all forms (major preoccupation with proving their worth)
Libra: frequently loses their sense of self (by tending to define themselves by their friends & the people they surround themselves with)
Scorpio: extreme distrust in not only others but also in themselves, seeing their emotions & obsessions as treacherous
Sagittarius: has bouts of overwhelming loneliness and emptiness (and will do anything to fill the void)
Capricorn: can’t handle failure, it feels like the end of the world to them
Aquarius: has an existential crisis every other week
Pisces: constantly waiting for something to happen, having absurdly high hopes & therefore getting them crushed over and over again.

Neptune eyes ~ real eyes realize real lies

Neptune’s placement in the natal chart suggests a space of life where we see what other people can’t. Our perception here is psychic and unifies with the whole cosmos. It could be where we behave unusually, creatively, or people comment that ‘I cant get through to you’. We deny logic and material experience where the Neptune mist blows. Something special is revealed to us, something inexplicable and enchanted. But Neptune can also tell us lies, whispering hollow promises, or staining consciousness with desires of escapism, substance indulgence, spiritual fanaticism, or sexual gratification. The music is here. It’s where other people are deaf. But it’s something you can hear. So sometimes we don’t talk about these things. Everybody will call us delusional. Here we are awake where other people are asleep.

Neptune in the 1st house: the self is cast in a divinely mystical light, but this is foggy, the sacredness of the self is elevated, the image of the self may be completely out of touch with reality

Neptune in the 2nd house: self worth may be fluctuating, at times intimately sensitive with all things, at others the separation and emptiness becomes a longing for material consumption, the individual can see opportunities for developing wealth that other people cannot 

Neptune in the 3rd house: unspoken words of other people, and the messages of divine voices circulate in the mind. the individual learns in a very unusual way that may be difficult for educators to grasp. they are pulled between dimensions of consciousness, often seeming in a state of confusion, understanding the language of many things

Neptune in the 4th house: the messages of divine wisdom from the inner guides are projected in the outer world, it tends to be filled with psychic activity. there is an insatiable feeling of abandonment. the mother image is contained in fantasy here, she wanted goddess as her mother

Neptune in the 5th house: romance is the tea party of life. they are soaring on infinite melodies. they can perceive their own eternity when they are holding a baby. the inner child speaks the words of the holy cosmic child. life is an enchanted stage 

Neptune in the 6th house: sacrifice feels sacred with neptune in the 6th. there are imaginary ailments and anxieties that other people cannot soothe. daily life is filled with hidden, although secret miracles. a perfectionism that is so threaded with idealism that could never materialize 

Neptune in the 7th house: the eyes of god reflect through the faces of everybody they pass. divine light is cast over those in contact, this gives the individual a romantic and kind view of the world. there may be betrayal because the individual idealises people so richly 

Neptune in the 8th house: the perception for the spirit world and the dead is active, the individual may be a medium or be frequently visited by ghosts. there are feelings of abandonment and distrust in the self that become projected onto others, the individual imagines people to be more deceitful than they are

Neptune in the 9th house: sinking into spiritual symbolism and longings to create intimacy with the divine. indulging in many esoteric pursuits becomes the voyage of life. there may be religious fanaticism or complete separation from spiritual awareness

Neptune in the 10th house: the profession is an ideal and the person secretly longs to heal humanity in godly way, out of touch with what is humanly capable. it may be difficult for the person to decide upon a career because the dream is always calling in many directions

Neptune in the 11th house: friendships serve as a source of spiritual energy for the person. they can see collective humanity dancing in unity, friends make them feel at one with god. this person feels the injustice of the world on an intense degree

Neptune in the 12th house: the inner world calls with a honey voice of seduction, promising a source of comfort if only the individual would withdraw completely and lose touch with the world. the feeling of spiritual discontent seems impossible to satisfy


Pregnancy Scenario’s Part 3 - Alistair and Vladimir

Sorry these took longer than expected guys, I had some issues deciding just how I wanted them to play out. 


Alistair was the most suspicious person you’d ever come across and when you’d decided to be together you’d known that. Yet right now it really wasn’t something you were particularly fond of, after all Alistair had clearly noticed something was not quite right with you lately and it was only a matter of time until he asked about it.

What exactly were you going to tell him?

“Y/N what’s going on with you lately?” Alistair asked as he strolled in, interrupting your musings on the couch with exactly the situation you were trying to avoid.

“I- I know this is supposed to be impossible but I think-“

“Think what?” Alistair asked coming to hover next to you, eyes narrowed.

“I think I’m pregnant.” It sounded more like a question than a statement really, even to your own ears.

Alistair’s face was suddenly quite hard as he stood motionless, staring at you his eyes burning with anger.

“Whose is it?” His voice had an eerie calm tone to it.

“What do you mean whose is it?” You asked, confused.

“I mean which human have you been seeing behind my back?!” Alistair snapped, sounding livid.

You gaped at him. “I haven’t been seeing anyone behind your back!” You hissed back, jumping up and standing in front of him, anger rolling off you in waves. “That’s why I said I thought it was impossible! Impossible for you, a vampire to get me, a human pregnant!” Your breathing was heavy as you stood, fists clenched at your side, glaring daggers into the side of Alistair’s head.

He gaped slightly for a second or two, before sniffing as he straightened up and wrapped his arms around you.

“Well this is fabulous.” His rough voice was filled with sarcasm. “Another person to hide from the forces that be in the supernatural world.”

You rolled your eyes at his distrustful words, placing your hands against his chest and tilting your head to look up at him.

“At least it’s a very tiny person.” He muttered. “A very tiny person we can trust.”

“Alistair,” You interrupted his musings and his red eyes flicked down to meet yours. “Shut up with the conspiracy theories for one second and kiss me. We’re having a baby for god’s sake.”


This was it. You’d decided. It was time to finally get it out there and this was the best possible way you could think of, two birds one stone and all of that jazz.

“Vladimir, we need to talk.” You announced walking into the room where he and Stefan had been plotting their next crazy revenge plan.

Their eyes found yours at the exact same time. “I’ll go for a while then.” Stefan said slipping quietly out of the room once he had seen the look on your face.

Vladimir frowned and walked over to you, skirting around the large table he’d been bent over seconds before, until he was standing in front of you, his eyes locked on yours as he placed his hands gently on your hips. “What is it that troubles you my love?” He asked.

“This. All this.” You replied, gesturing to the table he and his brother had been plotting over seconds before. “It has to stop. What the Volturi did to you was terrible, horrible I get that but…it’s not safe. It’s not safe for you, it’s not safe for me, it’s not safe for Stefan and it’s certainly not safe for the baby.” You finished hands, resting just below Vladimir’s on your hips.

“I know it is not safe my love but you must understand the Italian scum-“ He froze suddenly mid-sentence and his eyes began wildly searching your own.

You placed your hands on his forearms carefully and looked into his beautiful red eyes as you waited for him to continue speaking.

“Baby?” He asked, voice little more than a whisper. “What is this baby you speak of?”

Smiling you slid your right hand slowly down the arm it was holding onto until you reached his hand and gently tugged it round until it was splayed flat against your stomach.

“This baby Vlad, the one in here.”

He sniffed sharply and then a weak smile came to his face as his eyes flicked down to your stomach and then back to yours. “It is not possible.”

“And yet it’s happening.” You shrugged. “Perhaps someone, somewhere thought the world needed a Romanian prince.”

“Or princess.” Vlad grinned.

“Let’s hope it’s a prince. We already have one woman here and she is more than enough trouble on her own.” Stefan announced playfully as he strolled back into the room.

You resisted the urge to throw something at his head as you turned to look at him while Vlad pulled you closer to his side wrapping you in his embrace much more securely than before. “Watch what you say Stefan, that is the mother of my child you’re talking about.”

Hope you liked these two as much as the others, more to come! Up next (and the last two) Garrett and Alec.

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#niiiiice!!#i like this idea a lot#what planet does finn represent? @curvedlightsabers (source

Ok, so I have actually thought about this a lot because I have too much time in my hands and love AUs like this. I have not decided on a canon planet name. But my idea was that Finn’s homeworld joined the Separatists during the Clone Wars, they felt the Senate was filling it’s pockets and taking resources from them and not really doing enough to give back to other planets. 

Under the Empire they had no choice in the matter which made them even more distrustful of large government bodies by the time the New Republic was rebuilt they refused to join. In fact they alienated themselves from other worlds when it came to trading. 

This made them an easy target for the growing First Order, fearing the same thing would happen again they begrudgingly rejoined the New Republic under the condition they would remain independent. they would give resources to the New Republic, but they would stay out of their politics.   

Finn is the first Senator that was actually voted in to represent his planet. But he ends up becoming very outspoken against how things works which makes him a lot of enemies in the Senate, but ends up helping him getting noticed by Leia, who has become an outsider herself and takes him under her wing. In fact Leia is no longer a senator, her son is (who in this AU is not force sensitive).

He gets along with Rey almost immediately after who becomes sort of her self proclaimed body guard  (she notices Finn is force sensitive) and has a love/hate relationship with her cousin, Ben (Kylo is more pro-Senate than he is so they end up bumping heads a lot).

And…this got long….xD I wanted to write a story about this but then realized no one wants to read a long ass political drama. 


“In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.”

- Michael Jackson

R.I.P Michael Jackson

There’s a child in your life who means the world to you, but you get the sinking feeling that child isn’t going to be around much longer. It disturbs you, but not enough to act.

You are a novelist, for there is no nobler nor more logical career path.

You can’t shake your inherent distrust of inanimate objects. You have your reasons.

You miss your cat. Your cat never left.

Groups of children unnerve you in a way you cannot define. Ditto supermarkets. Supermarkets filled with groups of children might actually be your worst nightmare.

You are a skeptic, and there is literally no justification for this.

You can’t help thinking that none of this would’ve happened if you’d just stayed on the porch and drank one more Natty Light.

You haven’t gone to a supermarket alone in years. It’s just one of those things.

You would sooner die than stay in a rundown hotel. And you probably will.

Solas x Lavellan: You Change Everything

Fair warning: I headcanon sexual Solavellan and it is mentioned (though nothing graphic).

This is my way of understanding how that works and looks. Some of it is also my interpretation of Solas’s backstory and is obviously not canon. If I could draw I would, but I sort out my feelings with words haha. This is safe for work, I promise. Also ran a little longer than I thought it would. It’s also a LOT sadder than I expected, sorry.

Since Solas narrates this and it covers the entire game there is obviously SPOILERS. Read on at your own risk. Especially because this turned into a chapter-sized thing.

Keep reading

In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.
—  Michael Jackson
In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.
—  Michael Jackson
In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.
—  Michael Jackson