the fearful odds

Aliens and Autism

But aliens learning about autistic people and being confused by our behavior !

“But why don’t you treat them equally as well?”

“No, we totally do!” The human, Lorie by name, looked hurt and confused.

‘Todd’ (their name was very very long but they liked this English human name) shook their head. “No, you don’t. You treat them like they aren’t as marvelous as the rest of your species. One said they were made to feel ‘broken’ when we spoke. That is not good.”

Lorie reeled. “I… I thought we had started doing better. Accommodating their illness.”

“Illness?” Todd was confused now. “But they are not ill. They are not made to the same neurological specifications as what your medicine defines as nominal for your species, but they are as exceptional and unique as your entire species amongst us. Your species seems to have an exceedingly arbitrary limit to how much a person may be ‘eccentric’ before you shun them.”

Lorie’s cheeks heated. “I’m ashamed, but they make us uncomfortable.

“But you tolerate Bill, and he is obnoxious, makes unwanted references to mating, and prioritizes physical contact over others comfort. He just received a promotion. Does he not make you uncomfortable?”

The human tech couldn’t meet the Yotruvan’s eyes. “I suppose you need a mirror to see your own face. Thanks, Todd.” She smiled but Todd did not think she was happy, and he was confused.

Days later, Potre pulled Todd aside. “Hey, Todd?” The Yotruvan remembered not to look this human in the eye and kept the amount of space they were comfortable with.

“Yes, Potre?”

“Did you talk to the other humans? About me. Me, I mean.”

Todd could not judge their emotional state by their voice, but their posture seemed to express fear and hope, an odd combination. Yotruvans expressed little in tone or facial expressions but their amorphous body made them excellent at displaying and reading body language. “I asked why they treated autistic members of your species poorly.”

“Oh. Thanks.” Potre made a small movement and Todd nodded, acknowledging their gratitude and friendship. Potre walked down the hall and Todd was left again wondering at how often humans would thank others and never explain what they meant.

Remarkable species. Always surprising.

Submitted by: @katjohnadams

But most lesbians never went to bars. Occasionally middle-class lesbians could make contacts with other women if they were members of a private group such as the Nucleus Club, an informal New York-based organization of the late 1930s that held weekly parties for lesbians together with gay men.

But although police harassment of lesbians was not common in the 1930s, they knew, perhaps by their observation of gay male experiences, that it was a potential they had to take into account, and that awareness must have dampened the enthusiasm of many to join such a club. The Nucleus Club parties were in private homes, but the group still thought it essential to adopt the rule that each gay man would pair with a lesbian as they left the party and they would go strolling out arm in arm so that neighbors would think the couples had been to a heterosexual gathering.

One should not underestimate the fun in this game of “fooling the straights,” but underneath the fun was genuine fear.

Odd Girls and Twilight Lovers: A History of Lesbian Life in Twentieth-Century America, pg. 108 by Lillian Faderman

5

Prince Cecil of the Kingdom of Nohr.

A ruthless Wyvern Lord who prefers action to words. He only seeks out his next victory at the beck and call of his father the king. Paranoid to a fault, he distrusts his own siblings and refuses to take on retainers of his own. His paranoia has fed into an odd fear of those who appear defenseless.

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kasper-the-ghost  asked:

Do you believe in ghosts?

Nope! Which is very handy when walking down dark hallways or taking a shortcut through a graveyard late at night! Well, I guess technically there’s still some probability of a drunk homeless person with a broken bottle.. or an alien for some reason making first contact.. showing up. But either of those have yet to happen, so it’s not really something I account for, since expecting extremely uncommon things doesn’t really make sense. And would also mean I should constantly fear the odd potted plant or whale falling on me when I go outside :P

I also don’t believe in Santa.. or the Easter Bunny.. or unicorns. But there’s less of a use for that, other than being able to claim basic sanity.

Starters: Samurai Jack

❝ What sorcery is this? ❞  

❝ You have lost. The battle is over.  ❞  

❝ WHO ELSE WANTS SOME?  ❞

❝ These tricks are starting to annoy me.  ❞  

❝ I am not defeated, and I will hold my ground. ❞

❝ Then come get me. ❞

❝ Seeing as I’m a sportsman, I’ll give you a moment to recuperate. ❞

❝ We are in no condition to fight these odds. ❞

❝ I fear no man. ❞

❝ At last, after all these years, a worthy opponent. ❞

❝ Enough of this pointless battle. I will continue to fight you no more. ❞

❝ Warrior, rise! I must defeat you honorably! ❞

❝ My mission is noble, my heart is pure. ❞

❝ Who are you, and why did you help me? ❞

❝ You’re not the grateful kind, are you? ❞

❝ I did not mean to insult you. ❞

❝ How incredibly observant you are. ❞

❝ Your word play will not trick me, villain! ❞

❝ See what I mean? ❞  

❝ There are other ways to get home. ❞

❝ High-Five. ❞

❝ We have come to destroy you. ❞

❝ You arrive not a moment too soon. ❞

❝ I have no need for treasure. ❞

❝ I wish I could repay your kindness. ❞

❝ I am forever in your debt. ❞

❝ I humbly request your permission to use this great power. ❞

❝ By what right do you deny me? ❞

❝ Ain’t gonna happen. ❞

❝ Excuse me, I need to take your clothes. ❞

❝ You were prepared for sacrifice. I was not. ❞

❝ I suggest we waste no time crying then. ❞

❝ Seems we must find an alternate way out. ❞

❝ In the future, my strength will surpass yours! ❞

❝ What brings you to such bitter lands? ❞

❝ Time to end it, don’t you think? ❞

❝ I’ll find a way. I always have. ❞

❝ And so I journey on. ❞

❝ I have a bad feeling about this. ❞

❝ I won’t spend an eternity in this forsaken time! ❞

❝ Looking for a seat? ❞

❝ I’m gonna make a lot of money cashin’ in on your hide. ❞

❝ It seems so familiar, this place… ❞

❝ You have not yet earned the right to face my blade. ❞    

❝ Why do I have this feeling that I am being followed when I know it to not be true? ❞

❝ Your efforts are in vain again. ❞

❝ Please…help me…I beg you… ❞

❝ What’s wrong, friend? ❞

❝ You have insulted my footwear. My sandals don’t like to be laughed at. ❞

❝ At the fork in the road, follow the rocky path. ❞

❝ Aren’t you a little short for a demonic minion? ❞

❝ I will put a hurting on you, slave. ❞

❝ It’s more than a touch or a word we say. ❞

❝ I’m gonna tear you up into little shreds, and then I’m gonna take those shreds and tear them up into little shreds. ❞

❝ I am not intimidated by your shouting. ❞ 

Flash Mobs

I’m really late for all the crazy submissions for space orcs but I thought of this at 1AM and had to share, so here ya go. Forgive me for the shitty writing.
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It had been two lunar cycles since Xipir of the Ukija species had joined the crew of a ship inhabited by a majority of humans. The ship itself was commanded and run by a group that consisted of six Ukija, ten Quko, thirteen Yawk, one Hehn, and forty-seven humans. It had not been the first time xe had interacted or worked amongst humans, but xe was unaccustomed to them in such large groups. The two lunar cycles had been kind to Xipir, as xe adjusted to the oddities that were the humans and their practices. Xe had made many friendships within the human species aboard the ship, to the point where Human-Kris-with-a-K had referred to Xipir as the best of Human-Kris-with-a-K’s friends. Xipir had begun to like living amongst the humans.

The past few weeks had been difficult for all species of the crew. Captain Human-Cole had become increasingly frustrated with the recent daily disappearances of some human crew members. The humans would all gather into a large training room and lock all entry ways and deactivate cameras, even go as far as to close off the air vents, so other curious crew members wouldn’t disturb whatever activities happened in the training room. Due to the absence of about sixteen human crew members, the work load had been increased on the Ukija, Quko, Yawk, Hehn, and even other human crew members who were kind enough to “cover” the disappearing humans’ shifts and chores throughout the ship.

Xipir had heard mutterings amongst the Quko and Yawk that the humans had been procreating in their closed off training room, or practicing activities as such, since the humans saw it as recreational. The single Hehn and Ukija had sometimes rumored the humans were plotting to overthrow Captain Human-Cole and take over the ship, which would spell disaster for the rest of the species on the ship. Xipir had once inquired with Human-Kris-with-a-K as to the possibilities of what the disappearing humans were practicing in the training room. “Not sure,” Human-Kris-with-a-K had responded. “Maybe a prank or something. But whatever it is, it’ll probably be absolutely ridiculous.” Xipir was unfamiliar with the term “prank” but had been too nervous to inquire further, fearing the word “prank” was a synonym to “rebellion”.

It was time for the mid-day meal; a time in which Captain Human-Cole would read off the responsibilities of the crew members for the next day. “Jameson: repairs on the damages in the left engine room. Nehim: food ration counts. Sarah: janitorial du-” Captain Human-Cole was cut off by a sudden loud screech emanating from the speakers placed around the room. Confused looks were exchanged across the cafeteria, as the sixteen constantly disappearing humans leaped to the stage Captain Human-Cole stood upon. The moment Human-Autumn began escorting Captain Human-Cole off the stage, Gem of the Hehn species shrieked loudly in proclamation that the humans were attempting to take over the ship.

The sixteen humans on the stage set into a formation unfamiliar to Xipir as human music began to play.

“This isn’t good,” Xipir thought to xemself. “Is this an anthem of rebellion amongst humans? Why are they in formation? Do humans have powers that other species are unaware of? What exactly is happening?”

Human-Jane sighed heavily and rested her head in her appendages referred to as hands, Human-Sarah shook her head, Human-Kris-with-a-K muttered a quiet “no, please don’t”, Human-David looked around the room in shock and confusion. Xipir took these all as signs that the humans in the crew had given up and accepted their fate to the rebellion.

The sixteen on stage began to move and shift; bouncing and jumping and sliding across the stage; throwing their arms out and kicking their legs in all directions. It all seemed sporadic, yet it was obvious these humans had coordinated these movements beforehand and moved in-time with eachother. No fire or light projected from the humans as they moved, so Xipir’s suspicion of magical powers had been ruled out. The reactions from the rest of the crew varied: the Hahn was working xir way into calm after xir fear induced panic, the Ukija, Quko, and Yawk all bore similar confused looks. The humans however wore different expressions, varying for almost each human. Many humans bore reactions of shock and confusion, similar to that of Human-David. Other humans looked exhausted, or what Xipir recognized as disappointment, similar to Human-Kris-with-a-K, Human-Sarah, and Human-Jane. The rest of the humans looked excited, as they shouted and attempted to mimic the movements of the humans on stage. Captain Human-Cole shook her head yet bore her teeth in a smile; an expression that confused Xipir, but eliminated the suspicion of rebellion, as the Captain did not express fear.

The odd movements and melodies of the humans lasted for several minutes. Once finished Human-Kris-with-a-K turned to Xipir and whispered, “I cannot believe they spent three weeks on that shitty flash mob.” Xipir didn’t know what a “flash mob” was, but xe hoped it happened again. Across the table Human-Jin-Mun thought aloud, “Wait, was that BTS?”

The Mpreg Fic- Pastel/Punk

Description: Prompt by @multiphandomtrashcan

Genre: Smut then Fluff

Warnings: Mpreg, Daddy kink, Smut

Word Count: 1239

A/N: Oh dear. This is going to be the smuttiest thing I’ve written in a while. Enjoy, I guess. Also, the prompt asked for Little!Dan but I believe I’ll leave that part out because I’m not quite sure how to write that sort of thing in a mature and safe manner. :) 

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Can I get headcannons for vanderwood, 7, and jaehee taking a shy, sweet MC to a fair and finding shes scarily accurate at the shooting games despite having never held a gun or toy gun before? Thanks! - Ai

✿ Thank you so much for your support on ko-fi. ♥♥ it’s kind people like you that will make my ostentatious pillow fantasy a reality.

Jaehee

  • Her face heats up. Her eyes go wide. She’s blushing so fiercely that her cheeks are comparable to the layer of magma buried deep under the earth’s crust, and she finds herself both strangely frightened and incredibly aroused.
  • What? How? When? Why? She’d thought she’d watch you try one of the shooting games and would find it endearingly cute when you fail miserably, but there you are, a natural dead-eye shot and you just look at her when you’re finished, bounce up and down, and throw your hands up saying “Yay! I did it!”
  • You giggle after you’re done!
  • YOU GIGGLE.
  • LIKE. WHAT?
  • Jaehee would think that you were lying to her about your prior shooting experience if you weren’t the most sunshine-pure incapable-of-deceit person on the planet!
  • “Good… good job,” she manages once you’ve completed the game, and then you tug on her sleeve and fidget a bit before asking, “Jaehee… which plush toy do you want?”
  • Mutely, she points at the raccoon and completely reevaluates her opinion of you.

707

  • Somehow - somehow, he’s just not surprised.
  • You’re a miracle made into human flesh, his beloved 606 who lights up his heart and causes the sun to rise in the morning. Sure, you’re shy, sweet, and timid like a delicate flower that only blossoms in the shade, but you’re overwhelmingly talented and - to him? You can do anything.
  • So - no, he didn’t predict this. But is he shocked? Is he surprised? No! He laughs brightly because, once again, you’ve soared beyond his expectations and he grabs the gun beside you and challenges you to a competition.
  • Meekly, you say you really don’t think you could beat him and that it was probably a fluke and he shouldn’t be ready to be disappointed, but Seven says… no.
  • He’d never be disappointed by you.
  • You trash him in the game, and he calls you his one-shot cupid who’s sunken the arrow of love into his heart.

Vanderwood

  • “Well,” Vanderwood says, eyebrows raised as they survey your work. “That sure is something.”
  • They’d given you a few pointers before you’d begun - showed you how to aim, how to hold the gun, moving your hands and positioning your body just-so. You’d flushed when they’d done that, reveling in the proximity, and honestly, they’d - kinda done the same.
  • (Look, it made them feel cool, alright?)
  • But then you’re just looked at the targets, and - and fired. And you’d hit them all and the booth keeper was staring at you slack-jawed as you raised a hand to your mouth and asked… 
  • “Did I do that…?”
  • You almost look worried, like you’d done something wrong, but Vanderwood just pats you on the shoulder and says, “Naw. You did good.”
  • Overtly, they don’t react as you go another round and then, finding it fun, another - and another - and another. But internally? They’re just
  • like.
  • “wow. haha.”
  • “holy shit.”
  • They end up carrying all the prizes you won, feeling both a vague sense of fear and an odd sort of pride.
  • go you, they think, and feel slightly more secure in your safety.
This is happiness

This is what I had been plotting @sir-scandalous! I finally finished it and may or may not have decided to do this instead of requests;;

Ao3


Summary: This was new, it was unexpected, but welcome. Soft touches, sweet caresses, warmth all around. It wasn’t perfect, and sometimes there were tears and harsh words, but like gasoline and fire, wind and waves, they came back to each other. So what, it wasn’t perfect, but it was theirs.


Softly running his fingers through soft locks, Shiro gave a soft hum. He loved the feel and texture of Lance’s hair, the soft silky strands, the hum of delight Lance made when he carded his fingers through the brown locks. The first time Shiro had touched Lance’s hair, they hadn’t even been in a relationship-and it was completely spontaneous. Lance had jumped a bit in surprise, but didn’t pull away or shout at Shiro, letting the older teen play with his hair.

“Shiro?” Lance asked, wide blue eyes locking with Shiro’s silver gaze. With a blush of embarrassment, Shiro moved to pull back, an apology on the tip of his tongue-but Lance caught his wrist and pulled Shiro’s hand back to his hair. “You don’t have to stop, I was just confused.” Lance had said, an easy smile brightening up his face.

“Y-You sure? I didn’t ask and-” Shiro had been cut off by Lance laughing, reaching up to card his own fingers through Shiro’s hair carefully. Bright grin, soft blue eyes, and a silly “Now we’re even then.” and Shiro knew his was gone.

They never tell you that falling in love-literally felt like falling, the rush of excitement and fear, the odd rolling of the stomach, the utter feeling of elated bliss. It was a leap Shiro would willingly take again.

Shiro had not acted on his feelings after realizing them, not at first he didn’t. Tugging Lance to his chest, Shiro rested his chin on the younger teen’s shoulder, smiling softly at the small smile on his face as Lance carefully read through reports. It took a while, but Lance had managed to learn Altean. He found a way to make learning it easier, a type of game or something, and often had Pidge join him. The two would speak Altean around the castle, bursting into laughter at some points, sometimes Coran or Allura would hear it and laugh.

Shiro found it endearing seeing them bond, even if he was a little put off that he couldn’t tell what they were saying….He hoped it wasn’t curse words. Lance didn’t curse, but Pidge… Pidge he couldn’t be sure.

There were times… Times Shiro regretted some choices he made, times where he wished he hadn’t been stubborn. Pulling Lance closer, holding him a little tighter, Shiro drew comfort from the warmth of Lance, relaxing at the steady beat of his heart, the soft but strong breaths.

They’ve fought, of course they had, every couple has, but they always made up. Lance laughed, and Shiro tilted his head a bit to look at him.

“What are you laughing for?”

“Nothing.” Lance said, and Shiro frowned a bit, before shifting his hands to slide down and wrap around Lance’s sides.

“Nothing?” Lance tensed, and right as a protest started falling from his lips, Shiro dug his fingers into Lance’s sides, causing him to burst out into laughter. “I don’t think it’s nothing.” Shiro said, laughter highlighting his voice. Letting Lance catch his breath, Shiro’s eyes softened.

“Hah ha, don’t-don’t do that-” Despite the attempt to sound annoyed, Lance was smiling, bright blue eyes full of love and adoration.

Sometimes Shiro wondered if his eyes reflected the same, if his love and devotion could be seen as well as Lance’s eyes shown his own. Giving Lance a quick kiss to the cheek, Shiro hummed a bit before Lance suddenly responded.

“I’m happy.”

“Hm?”

“This war, the fighting, it’s not easy. It never is, but I’m happy.” Lance said, looking down at where he and Shiro had intertwined their hands in front of him. A soft smile played on his lips, the blue eyes Shiro loved to get lost in trained on their fingers.

“Lance?”

“I’m protecting home, we all are. Saving lives, freeing people, it’s nice to know we’re making a difference. It’s… Sometimes it’s overwhelming, but I’m really happy. I have you, I have Allura, Coran, I have Pidge, I have Hunk and Keith.” Lance murmured, and Shiro closed his eyes, resting his head on Lance’s shoulder again. “I’m happy here, with everyone. I miss my family… But I also have this one.”

Shiro kept quiet, holding Lance tight. They had moments where everything seemed to weigh them down, but, they were in this together, they all were. They bore the weight together, and they held each other up.

“It’s nice.” Shiro opened his eyes, he and Lance looking over to where Hunk and Keith were sprawled on another couch, Hunk was sleeping, Keith cuddled up to him, violet eyes trained on him and Lance.

“Yeah.” Shiro mumbled, affection lacing his voice. Lance’s smile grew, and though it was all new to him, to them, it was welcome. The soft touches, warmth, love, everything that he hadn’t gotten to experience like this, it was comforting.

Keith smiled a bit, enveloped in the warmth of Hunk, soft and firm. He wasn’t used to this, to the affection and security he was surrounded by. It was frightening at first, the feeling he had when he fell for Hunk frightened him. It was hard to ignore, not when the bright smiles and silly puns caught his attention, not when the way Hunk had accepted him had him falling more.

People left, they always did, but right now… Right now, he was safe, and he was ok. Watching Shiro and Lance, it was so obvious they were in love, and he hoped that maybe he and Hunk were so obviously in love too.

It wasn’t immediate, and the slow building romance was hardly noticeable, but when he realized it, he was afraid. There was nothing to fear, especially when Lance had been so adamant that Keith confess- he wasn’t going to lie, knowing Lance supported them had helped a lot- and giving in and confessing, he was not expecting Hunk to look like someone handed him the world.

“Just do it Keith, you won’t feel any better until you know for sure.” Lance wasn’t one to sugar coat things, despite he could be vague. Dutifully playing with his blade, Keith pretended he wasn’t close to giving in and confessing. He was worried about possibly ruining this friendship he had-of course, Hunk would never distance himself- and by the way Lance flopped down against his back, Keith was not convincing enough.

“Lance, I can’t not-”

“You can, and you should. I’m not going to force you, but you won’t know unless you try. What if he likes you back? What if you two are both just worried about the other’s reaction?” Lance was right, and Keith groaned, falling back and Lance chuckled. They bickered, they fought, but they were teammates, friends, brothers in arms. Nothing was perfect, but at the same time, that was perfect enough for them.

“If I get rejected, you know you’ll be stuck sparring with me until I get over it.” Keith grumbled and Lance laughed, obviously not in the least worried.

“I will end up sparring with you anyways.” Keith was quiet for a moment, before smiling.

“Yeah, true.”

Obviously, everything had gone well, Hunk’s eyes brightened up and he had such a big smile, Keith was truly blinded momentarily. Unlike Lance and Shiro, Keith and Hunk slowly eased into their relationship. Of course, they also didn’t act like they were dating before actually dating.

It was amusing to see how many times Shiro and Lance would get flustered when people thought they were dating, or at least in some form of relationship, and Keith had definitely called it before anyone else.

He was close with Shiro, he knew well enough before Shiro realized his own feelings. Closing his eyes, Keith let himself relax, and even doze. It was a moment of peace, a short amount of time to cuddle, relax, and let themselves rest. 

Hunk and Keith had immediately followed Shiro and Lance to the common room- none of them actually know how to refer to it, Lance and Pidge like calling it the Lion den, but honestly, no one cares what it’s called, they just hang out there…. Ok, so Keith might refer to it as the family room, but no one seems bothered by it when it slips out- and the two couples immediately cuddled up for down time.

This was all new, their relationships and the sudden realization and calm familiarity. He was never this close to anyone, and despite he still was figuring it out, they all were, it was nice.

So what if they had their rough patches, or that their peaceful moments were short and far between, they were happy with what they had, and Lance was right.

They were family now, they were all in this together, and they were not going anywhere.

This was happiness.


This took a while to write, I wanted to focus on it first, but I have absolutely no self control and had so many ideas and now a to of wips but here it is! Heith and Shance bc there is never enough.

Saturn
  • Saturn in the 1st house: fear of letting others or themselves down<br />
  • Main issue: wants to find themselves but doesn&rsquo;t know how </p>
  • Saturn in the 2nd house: fear of not getting the possessions they think make them worthy.<br />
  • Main issue: thinks material makes them more valuable </p>
  • Saturn in the 3rd house: fear of saying the wrong thing (usually quiet people or the exact opposite; talkative) <br />
  • Main issue: doesn&rsquo;t express their feelings & thoughts &lsquo;cause they feel like they&rsquo;re a burden. </p>
  • Saturn in the 4th house: fear of abandonment and isolation<br />
  • Main issue: usually had/has a bad childhood (home life)</p>
  • Saturn in the 5th house: fear of being the center of attention<br />
  • Main issue: low self esteem, usually shy people.</p>
  • Saturn in the 6th house: fear of criticism and knowledge, not getting the appreciation they feel they deserve
  • Main issue: has been criticized too much or not at all </p>
  • Saturn in the 7th house: fear of being alone, out of a relationship<br />
  • Main issue: bad with relationships </p>
  • Saturn in the 8th house: fear of death, the dark, facing their own demons<br />
  • Main issue: fearful about life and death at the same time </p>
  • Saturn in the 9th house: fear of being tied down, losing their freedom<br />
  • Main issue: makes everything a psychological war in their head but is still acting easy going on the outside</p>
  • Saturn in the 10th house: fear of career failure, not knowing what to do<br />
  • Main issue: bad self discipline, often oblivious on what to do with their life </p>
  • Saturn in the 11th house: fear of losing their independence, but also a fear of isolation<br />
  • Main issue: doesn&rsquo;t want to be alone but doesn&rsquo;t want to be dependent on others </p>
  • Saturn in the 12th house: fear of the odd, the dreaming, rejection<br />
  • Main issue: often gets lost in thoughts, doesn&rsquo;t split reality from dreams</p>
  • <strong> Saturn in Aries. </strong>
  • Best qualities: good leadership, competitiveness, self-reliance, self sacrifice
  • Prone to: headaches and head injuries
  • Worst qualities: not minding their own business, desperately trying to prove themselves
  • Qualities that may help you: security, stability, discipline and compassion
  • <strong> Saturn in Taurus </strong>
  • Best qualities: concern about materialistic things, goal-driven, tireless worker, patient, determined, loyal and disciplined
  • Prone to: become too dependent on money, become a millionaire/homeless
  • Worst qualities: being too concerned about materialistic things
  • Qualities that may help you: re-evaluating the true value of security, do things really make a person happy?
  • <strong> Saturn in Gemini </strong>
  • Best qualities: serious, deliberate, organization skills, concentration and mental stability
  • Prone to: depression, lung/breathing problems
  • Worst qualities: cynicism, pessimism, nervous tension
  • Qualities that may help you: faith, learn to think and act methodically, discipline in the mind
  • <strong> Saturn in Cancer </strong>
  • Best qualities: protective, persevering, worry about loved ones, kind
  • Prone to: becoming demanding and strict towards own children, emotional depression, stomach issues
  • Worst qualities: moody, unconscious fear of getting hurt, lack of empathy, fearful and insecure (perhaps because you feel unloved)
  • Qualities that may help you: security, empathy
  • <strong> Saturn in Leo </strong>
  • Best qualities: diplomatic, organizing, executive, efficient, conservative, leadership ability along with strong will
  • Prone to: isolation, loneliness, may resort to underhanded means to satisfy their ambitions, heart problems
  • Worst qualities: difficulty expressing emotions/thoughts, cruel, quick-tempered, jealous
  • Qualities that may help you: emotional security from someone you love, empathy and being cared for
  • <strong> Saturn in Virgo </strong>
  • Best qualities: industrious, practical, exacting, organizing, scientific, shy, thrifty, studious, economical and punctual
  • Prone to: periods of depression or hypochondriac tendencies, solitude
  • Worst qualities: perfectionism, critical, insecure
  • Qualities that may help you: sympathy, empathy, being cared for, realizing there is no such thing as perfect but only ideal
  • <strong> Saturn in Libra </strong>
  • Best qualities: diplomatic, balanced, tactful, harmonious
  • Prone to: urinary/kidney problems, relationships that require a lot of work
  • Worst qualities: perfectionist, may be cold in regards of marriage if Saturn is badly aspected
  • Qualities that may help you: self-discipline, empathy, thinking things through, confidence, taking care of yourself
  • <strong> Saturn in Scorpio </strong>
  • Best qualities: intense, loyal, secretive, serious, self disciplined, mysterious, doesn't give up, persistent, patient
  • Prone to: mental illnesses, irrational fears, lack of or too much sex
  • Worst qualities: pushy, difficult to understand, stubbornness, lack of forgiveness, jealous, revenge, resentment, ruthlessness, overthinking
  • Qualities that may help you: letting go of emotions (mostly anger), learning to be more open
  • <strong> Saturn in Sagittarius </strong>
  • Best qualities: discipline, philosophical, trustful, responsibility, reliable, generous, respectful, intuitive, independent and persistent
  • Prone to: injuries with hips and legs
  • Worst qualities: cynical, atheistic, selfishly ambitious, dogmatic, insincere and sarcastic
  • Qualities that may help you: empathy, love, a true home, discipline in the work area
  • <strong> Saturn in Capricorn </strong>
  • Best qualities: ambitious, self-controlled, organized, disciplined, patient, hard worker, serious
  • Prone to: inadequacy, loneliness
  • Worst qualities: difficulty dividing work and play, prestige and social standards are of great importance, selfishness, need for power
  • Qualities that may help you: acceptance of self and life in general, love, empathy, a friend or someone who supports you
  • <strong> Saturn in Aquarius </strong>
  • Best qualities: intellectual, self discipline, witty, friendly, independent, practical common sense, sympathetic, serious
  • Prone to: isolate themselves, be the type to disappear without telling anyone, have ankle issues
  • Worst qualities: holds grudges, has a difficult time understanding other peoples goals, impersonal, detached, cold
  • Qualities that may help you: tolerance, forgiveness
  • <strong> Saturn in Pisces </strong>
  • Best qualities: imaginative, soft hearted, sensitive, intuitive, self sacrificing, sympathetic, good memory
  • Prone to: overthink, feel lost, daydream, take life too seriously, mental illness, substance addictions
  • Worst qualities: difficulty setting personal boundaries, indecisive, moody
  • Qualities that may help you: share your knowledge, try to have fun every once in a while, learn to trust, accept yourself