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“I have so many things to tell you–”

((the airport reunion is still making me tear up, so I went and re-drew some screenshots to deal with the feelings))

To Anyone who Thinks They're Falling Behind in Life (and aren’t good/creative/ect. enough)

“You don’t need more motivation. You don’t need to be inspired to action. You don’t need to read any more lists and posts about how you’re not doing enough.

But, honestly, here’s the thing that nobody really talks about when it comes to success and motivation and willpower and goals and productivity and all those little buzzwords that have come into popularity: you are as you are until you’re not. You change when you want to change. You put your ideas into action in the timing that is best. That’s just how it happens.

And what I think we all need more than anything is this: permission to be wherever the fuck we are when we’re there.

You’re not a robot. You can’t just conjure up motivation when you don’t have it. Sometimes you’re going through something. Sometimes life has happened. Life! Remember life? Yeah, it teaches you things and sometimes makes you go the long way around for your biggest lessons.

You don’t get to control everything. You can wake up at 5 a.m. every day until you’re tired and broken, but if the words or the painting or the ideas don’t want to come to fruition, they won’t. You can show up every day to your best intentions, but if it’s not the time, it’s just not the fucking time. You need to give yourself permission to be a human being.


Sometimes the novel is not ready to be written because you haven’t met the inspiration for your main character yet. Sometimes you need two more years of life experience before you can make your masterpiece into something that will feel real and true and raw to other people. Sometimes you’re not falling in love because whatever you need to know about yourself is only knowable through solitude. Sometimes you haven’t met your next collaborator. Sometimes your sadness encircles you because, one day, it will be the opus upon which you build your life. We all know this: Our experience cannot always be manipulated. Yet, we don’t act as though we know this truth. We try so hard to manipulate and control our lives, to make creativity into a game to win, to shortcut success because others say they have, to process emotions and uncertainty as if these are linear journeys.

You don’t get to game the system of your life. You just don’t. You don’t get to control every outcome and aspect as a way to never give in to the uncertainty and unpredictability of something that’s beyond what you understand. It’s the basis of presence: to show up as you are in this moment and let that be enough. Yet, we don’t act in a way that supports this lifestyle. We fill every minute with productivity tools and read 30-point lists on how to better drive out natural, human impulse. We often forget that we are as we are until we’re not. We are the same until we’re changed. We can move that a bit further by putting into place healthy habits and to show up to our lives in a way that fosters growth, but we can’t game timing. Timing is the one thing that we often forget to surrender to.

Things are dark until they’re not. Most of our unhappiness stems from the belief that our lives should be different than they are. We believe we have control — and our self-loathing and self-hatred comes from this idea that we should be able to change our circumstances, that we should be richer or hotter or better or happier. While self-responsibility is empowering, it can often lead to this resentment and bitterness that none of us need to be holding within us. We have to put in our best efforts and then give ourselves permission to let whatever happens to happen—and to not feel so directly and vulnerably tied to outcomes. Opportunities often don’t show up in the way we think they will.

You don’t need more motivation or inspiration to create the life you want. You need less shame around the idea that you’re not doing your best. You need to stop listening to people who are in vastly different life circumstances and life stages than you tell you that you’re just not doing or being enough. You need to let timing do what it needs to do. You need to see lessons where you see barriers. You need to understand that what’s right now becomes inspiration later. You need to see that wherever you are now is what becomes your identity later. 

Sometimes we’re not yet the people we need to be in order to contain the desires we have. Sometimes we have to let ourselves evolve into the place where we can allow what we want to transpire. Let’s just say that whatever you want, you want it enough. So much so that you’re making yourself miserable in order to achieve it. What about chilling out? Maybe your motivation isn’t the problem, but that you keep pushing a boulder up a mountain that only grows in size the more you push.

There’s a magic beyond us that works in ways we can’t understand. We can’t game it. We can’t 10-point list it. We can’t control it. We have to just let it be, to take a fucking step back for a moment, stop beating ourselves up into oblivion, and to let the cogs turn as they will
. One day, this moment will make sense. Trust that. Give yourself permission to trust that.”
 
- Jamie Warron
EULOGY FOR AMERICA

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to say our goodbyes to our dear friend America, who died recently after a brief, intense battle with fascism and a long, slow battle with carbs. Thank you all for coming out to help say farewell. It’s not easy. But at least America died doing what it loved most: deep-frying Halloween candy while white men tried to explain to women what jazz is.

America was sick for a really long time. In the early stages, I think we were all in denial. You could tell that America was unwell—public displays of brutality, deeply internalized prejudice, “Entourage”—but it seemed curable. Just a case of plain old electile dysfunction. We thought that we’d caught the fascism early, but, as we now know, it had metastasized. America was more Florida than country by the end.

America was born right here, in America, and lived here its entire life. America was always about family. It is survived by its similarly ill father, Britain, and its large brood of children: baseball, Google, fireworks, losing your fingers to fireworks, giving your Uber driver only four stars because he talked to you, thinking granola is healthy, Chicago (the place), “Chicago” (the musical), “Chicago” (the movie adaptation of the musical), Chicago (the band), “Chicago Fire,” “Chicago Med,” “Chicago P.D.,” “Chicago Justice,” “Chicago ‘Chicago’ ” (a show about the Chicago production of the musical “Chicago,” coming to NBC this fall), and a bunch of wars.

I’d personally be nowhere without America. America was there when I was born, when I got married, when I saw Janet Jackson’s nipple at the Super Bowl. Remember that? After that happened, none of us slept for days, because we had never seen the pointy part of a boob on our TVs before, and it really upset us. America was really cool that way. It would always get mad when you’d see the pointy part of a boob on a TV. I’m gonna miss that.

However, we should not dwell on the loss of our dear country, friend, and place where all the Cheesecake Factories and Lids stores are. Today, let’s celebrate America’s life, and remember all of the remarkable things it accomplished and how many actors playing Spider-Man who keep getting cuter and younger were inside of it. America gave us so much. And, boy, did it look good for its age. America was two hundred and forty-one years old when it died, but it didn’t look a day over a hundred and sixty-four! It looked so young, it could’ve been the very same America that put its own citizens in internment camps!

America got a bunch of things really right. Mostly how to put food inside other food. Anyone can just eat a chicken. But in a duck?! In a turkey?! In a gun?! No one is going to forget the Turduckenun any time soon. America was so inventive that way. And, I mean, everyone does silly stuff when they’re young. America was beautiful, too. Sure, it was a little lumpy, and you could always see its Florida through its pants, but it just got hotter with age. So hot. It was so, so hot by the time it died. Almost too hot to live in.

If there’s anything we should take away from this tragedy, it’s that you should always check yourself for fascism, especially around your midsection. It’s easy enough to do in the shower. If you catch it early, it can be cleared up with a rigorous regimen of local elections and books and yoga. But America was cocky. Nothing bad had ever happened to it before! It assumed this fascism would pass, just like the Second World War and “Entourage” had.

What a shame. America was just the best damn country in the whole U.S.A. I’m sorry that I’m getting choked up. I get really emotional when I think of America, and also I took too big of a bite of Turduckenun and it got lodged in my windpipe. We will all miss America greatly. Every time I see an American flag or a gun, I’ll think of America. But we can all rest easy knowing America is in a better place now: Russia.

If you're in a relationship, try to maintain a healthy balance of placing your energy into self-love, your purpose and the things that positively serve you, while you support and encourage your significant other. Don't neglect yourself.

- Meggan Roxanne

Self Care and Emotional Wellness

If you want to boost your emotional health then build the following into your life:

1. Develop a good group of friends. If possible, try and have quite a wide group of friends. That then means if someone moves away, or you change your school, your hobbies and so on, you’ll still a healthy support system in place.

2. Learn to appreciate solitude. Isolation isn’t the same as solitude. Isolation is being cut off from others for negative reasons; solitude is enjoying space and time for yourself – so you can recharge your batteries, and enjoy just being “you”.

3. Invest time in getting fit. People who are fit and healthy generally feel better about themselves. Also, exercise releases feel good hormones so we feel happier, more optimistic and relaxed.

4. Allow yourself to “goof off” and have a laugh – as too much work will drain your energy.

5. Discover your passion and invest time in that. We all have something that brings us alive, and seems to resonate with who we are inside … So investing in your passion is extremely satisfying!

6. Plan for difficulties and problems. We all encounter problems and hard times in this life. Expecting that to happen helps us feel more in control - as we understand it’s normal - so we don’t just fall apart.

7. Work on increasing your self-awareness. As above, we all have blind spots and idiosyncrasies. If we can learn about ourselves, and our natural tendencies, we can learn to master weaknesses, and work to change and grow.

8. Be willing to take risks. Though it’s hard to step out into unknown territory, you’ll find it’s more rewarding to stretch yourself and grow.

9. Watch out for energy vampires. There are plenty of people who will drain your energy so learn how to say “no”, and to set some boundaries.

10. Ask for help when you need it. We all need support and encouragement at times … And offer help to others when things are tough for them.

“May I?” Lady Lunafreya asked. She held out her hand.

“Are you… offering to heal me?” Prompto asked, hesitant. Everyone was watching him. He shifted nervously and brushed a lock of hair out of his face. “I’m really grateful but, uh. No thanks? I’m not hurt. But—but I appreciate the offer!” The last thing he wanted was for the Oracle—for Noctis’ friend, the person who had pushed him to meet Noct in the first place—to think him ungrateful.

But Lunafreya didn’t seem to hear. Her arm didn’t waver. “Please.”

Everyone was still watching. Noctis, with his head cocked to the side. Ignis, quietly observing. Gladio, arms crossed, making sure nobody got too close to the Oracle or the King. Prompto didn’t want to be the odd one out.

Lunafreya’s hand looked warm and inviting. So he took it.

Within seconds, Prompto was doubled over, something acidic and awful falling from his lips.

The sensation of throwing up had always been unpleasant.

This was awful.

Despite all that, Lunafreya clutched his hand. Her grip was surprisingly tight, even as Prompto bent over, his free hand on his knee in a last ditch effort to stay upright.

He heaved and heaved and heaved. All he saw was black.

And through it all, Lunafreya held on.

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Preferences: Finding Out You’re Pregnant

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Rowan:

He’s in the room when you find out. His hand is tightly latched onto your own as the healer informs you. A huge grin fills his face as he looks between you and your stomach. ‘Little baby bird.’ He says suddenly, making you laugh. ‘I’ve been waiting to say that for centuries.’ Rowan tells you, resting his forehead against your hip and breathing in your new scent. ‘My mama and my baby bird.’ He murmurs. You’re pretty sure he’s in shock. Your hand rakes through his hair, briefly wondering if your child will inherit his silver locks. ‘My papa bird.’ You chuckle. Rowan looks up at you, tears swimming in his eyes. You hand drifts to his tattoo, trailing down the expanse of his face. He turns his head to kiss your palm. ‘Thank you.’ He whispers. ‘For giving me a chance to be a papa bird.’

Rhysand:

You have been trying for a couple years…. okay a couple decades, and you and Rhys are becoming uncertain that it will ever happen. You’ve even had a couple miscarriages that almost destroyed Rhys. The two of you would stay up for days after you found out, holding each other and silently crying, trying to reassure yourselves that it would all be okay, even though it wasn’t. When the healer does inform you that you are with child, you keep it to yourself for a couple months, not wanting Rhys to have to go through the pain of losing another child. However, when you reach the end of your first trimester, it’s almost impossible to hide it from him anymore, plus it’s the farthest you’ve ever gotten. So, you tell Rhys and he just looks at you in disbelief, suddenly connecting the dots from the last three months, and it all falls into place. ‘It’s healthy?’ you nod. ‘It’s been three months?’ you nod again, suddenly feeling selfish for hiding it from him. But Rhys is so happy. He pulls you into his arms and buries his face in your hair and breathes in your scent that he knew had changed but hadn’t come to terms with yet, and he just holds you for hours, crying softly tears of joy. 

Dorian:

It spread around the castle like wildfire and most of the royal staff knows that you’re pregnant before Dorian does. He’s about to begin a meeting when one of his advisors come up to him and congratulates him. Needless to say, Dorian is confused and with a look of horror, the advisor scurries away. It doesn’t take him long to find out why the castle is abuzz, and he storms around trying to find you. When he finally sees you in the garden, it just blurts out. ‘You’re pregnant?’ You turn around to look at him nervously, nodding once and preparing yourself for any reaction. But Dorian is already across the space between you and has your face in his hands, kissing you fiercely. You feel phantom caresses along your abdomen, and soon his real hands join them after he breaks the kiss. ‘You’re pregnant.’ He repeats in awe and amazement. 

Cassian:

He almost doesn’t believe you when you first tell him. He thinks you’re joking. ‘That’s not a very nice prank, sweetheart.’ He mumbles, flipping the omelette in it’s pan and not even looking at you. The smell of the eggs makes you vomit into the sink and then Cassian is there, holding your hair back with wide eyes. ‘Wait, you’re serious?’ You nod, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and looking up at him worriedly. Suddenly Cassian is kneeling in front of you, his cheek pressed against your stomach. ‘i love you.’ He whispers as you trail your fingers through his hair, a peaceful smile on your face. ‘I love you too.’ Cassian chuckles, glancing up at you. ‘I was talking to our child, but yeah, I love you as well.’ You roll your eyes but can’t help but grin as he murmurs again, ‘our child’.

Chaol:

You’re laying in bed, his arm wrapped around your waist, his fingers trailing along your abdomen, when it just slips. His hand freezes and you are really glad you aren’t facing him to see his expression. Of course, Chaol fixes that immediately, turning you over, a wondrous look in his eyes as he stares at you. ‘You are pregnant?’ He clarifies. You nod. ‘With my child?’ You laugh and nod again.  Chaol leans forward and places a small kiss on your temple. Then another on your nose. And another on your cheek bone. He places light pecks all along your face and neck. “I *kiss* have wanted this, *kiss* have prayed for this *kiss* since I *kiss* fell in love *kiss* with you.” You can’t help but giggle as his lips trail unhurriedly across your skin. He worships your body that night, placing the same kisses all over your body as a thank you for being his wife, the love of his life, and now the mother of his child. 

Azriel:

His shadows let him know the minute your scent changes. He debates hiding it from you until you’re at least a few more days along, but he is unable to hide his excitement. ‘What is it?’ You ask, and Azriel is pretty sure you are already glowing. in response, a shadow lingers over your stomach, dancing along your skin, somehow both protective and excited. ‘Really?’ He nods, a huge grin breaking out on his face. There is no sign of doubt in his face, no worry or darkness. He is unbelievably happy and it’s contagious. The two of you look down at your still flat stomach, where a shadow has now attached itself. It does not look like it’s leaving. And it doesn’t. Azriel’s faithful shadow stays in front of your stomach as it grows, a protecter, informer, and reminder of the joy growing within. 

Lorcan:

He probably has a better track of your periods than you do, so he’s the first one to notice when you are late, and it doesn’t take him too long to figure out why. ‘Are you with child?’ He asks blatantly one morning, when you once again are not bleeding. You are taken aback by the question, not yet fully realizing that you are in fact late. You quickly do the math in your head and your eyes widen. ‘I-I might be.’ There is a flicker of emotion on his face that you can’t quite decipher. ‘Would you be okay if I was?’ Lorcan’s expression softens. ‘I would be ecstatic.’ He assures, and you feel a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. ‘Now, let’s go find a healer.’ His need to find out for sure makes you laugh. When you find out that you are, indeed, pregnant, Lorcan is just smiling faintly to himself, proud to have figured it out. And suddenly, he starts laughing. Lorcan Salvaterre full on erupts in laughter, tears streaming down his cheeks and he kisses you soundly as you look at him, wide eyed. ‘Hellas, I’m gonna be a dad.’ He whispers, and chuckles once more. 

Lucien:

He was gone for a couple months on an Emissary trip and when he comes back he is in for a surprise. You’re standing there, a pronounced bump protruding from your torso, and Lucien is stunned motionless. ‘Is that…?’ He asks, gesturing towards your stomach. You can practically see the wheels turning in his head as he does the math. ‘Is it…?’ He points to himself and you nod again. Quickly, he crosses the space between you, his hands stopping inches from your stomach and then he looks up at you for permission. You pull his hands the rest of the way, setting them on where he is most likely to feel it kick. Somehow, the baby knows right away who it is, and Lucien gasps at the small pressure that hits his hand. Tears gather in his eyes as he looks back up at you. ‘I’m sorry I was gone so long.’ He murmurs. ‘If I’d have known -’ ‘It’s okay.’ You interrupt, ‘You’re here now, and our child has a father.’ Lucien grins again, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips and another to your stomach. ‘I’m your dad.’ He tells the baby, and the months of missing him are relieved from your shoulders. 

Aedion:

His heightened sense of smell notifies him only a few hours after the healer told you. ‘Why is your scent different?’ He extracts his nose from your neck in the middle of a heated make-out session. You can practically see all of the different possibilities running through his mind until it clicks. ‘You’re not….’ You are unable to meet his eyes as Aedion gasps. ‘Are you mad?’ You ask, afraid of the answer. Instead of words, Aedion responds by nuzzling his head into your stomach. It’s your turn to gasp as he kisses your navel, memorizing your new scent. ‘Far from it, button.’ He assures. ‘We’re gonna have a tiny wolf!’ The relief that courses through you is overwhelming. ‘You’re impossible.’ you mutter lovingly, running your fingers through his long hair. He rests his chin on your stomach and looks up at you. ‘And I’m also your baby daddy.’ 

Helion:

With his endless knowledge, Helion sees the signs immediately. One night, he switches out the novel on your nightstand for a book about pregnancy in fae. ‘What the….’ You look up at him, confused, but he’s just staring at you, a small genuine smile dancing on his lips. ‘You’ll need that, better brush up on what to expect…’ His hand drifts to rest on your abdomen. ‘When you’re expecting.’ Helion chuckles at your wide-eyed expression, letting his fingers play along your exposed skin. ‘Your mommy is in shock.’ He coos to your stomach, laughter rumbling through his body. ‘Hopefully she get’s over it soon.’ He picks up the book and flips to the first page. ‘Because she has a lot of reading to do.’ And then he begins to read aloud. 

Fenrys:

He picks you up and twirls you around when you tell him, then scoops you up in his arm and refuses to set you down. He carries you all around, telling everyone that he is practicing carrying his child while you bury your face in his neck in embarrassment. He doesn’t set you down for hours, and even then, it’s in bed and he puts you in his lap. ‘Are you ever going to let me walk ever again?’ He seems to think about it. ‘Maybe once our baby can walk as well.’ Fenrys sends you a wolfish grin and pulls you closer to him, kissing your shoulder and looking up at you with big eyes. ‘Our baby.’

Kallias: 

He immediately goes into planning mode, worrying about your health and the food and the crib and the clothes etc etc etc. And then suddenly, he stops his pacing and looks at you, a new light shining in his eyes. You’re sitting on the bed, watching him with amusement as he panics, and raise an eyebrow. ‘What should we name her?’ You’re taken aback. ‘Her?’ You’re barely a month along there is no way either of you can know the gender. Kallias shrugs, a small smile on his lips. ‘Yeah, a little baby snowflake girl.’ You smile back, because he’s excited, and that makes you excited too.

Gavriel:

He finds out during a party with the rest of your friends. Someone offers you a drink and you decline, drawing Gavriel’s attention. You look up at him sheepishly. ‘I was going to tell you….’ Suddenly, he realizes what’s happening. Gavriel exclaims, drawing everyone’s attention and you blush bright red. ‘We’re gonna have a kitten?’ He asks. You slap his shoulder. ‘Don’t call it that!’ But your friends are all rejoicing, congratulating you. Gavriel can’t look away, his eyes pinned on you and a mischievous look in his gaze. You have a feeling his once-in-a-century joke is about to happen. Instead, his hands go to your hips and he just smiles. ‘I’m definitely calling it a kitten.’ 

Tamlin:

He found our you were cheating on him because the new scent that is now mixed with yours is definitely not a product of him. You break up with his sorry ass and go to your baby daddy and the two of you are very happy.

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Chart Overlay Series (Pt.3)

Venus in Your Partner’s House

Other than synastry compatibility based off aspects, and of course planets and asteroids, astrology has much more depth in compatibility. In a synastry chart overlay, one person’s natal birth chart is layered on top of another person’s chart to show how your signs, planets, and houses work together. Especially where their planets are in your chart. It’s this that explains why rising signs are so important, you can still use this if you don’t know their time, but you’ll need to know at least one person’s time. You of course will have more understanding with both rising signs. The point is to see where their/your planet falls in your/their chart and the specific house, to see the influence it has on your relationship and bond. Remember to take both combinations of yours and theirs together. If you don’t know their rising and therefore their houses, look at their planets in your houses for now. These are the characteristic of their/your venus, in your/their house (where the qualities of Venus shine in your relationship):

Your Venus in their First

This may suggest that you guys have plenty in common, making your partner feel beautiful and confident. For the house person, it feels like they’ve met a good match when you two become invested in each other. The attraction for the house person is strong as for the Venus person, they’re spoiled by all things Venusian. It helps build confidence, as you guys will want to look like a power couple. The house person will be deeply attracted to them, especially if their Venus is close to their ascendant, and the problem is you may idealize the house person. You have to be careful because you guys may only like each other for how they look and how they look beside you. 

Your Venus in their Second 

With this overlay the house person will admire the Venus person not just physically like the first but also for who they are inside, in return they make the house person feel talented and appreciated. The house person will shower gifts and fortunes to the Venus person. In fact the Venus person will make them feel so talented, they can discover new income or have a material growth. Their materials start to blossom, it’s to the point that their creative energies can form and they can make money together. As long as the house person doesn’t have a lot of inflicted aspects to their Venus, then they won’t under appreciate the venus person.This is a really good place for Venus, not only will you prosper materialistically but physically. Romantically. You both will take out sensuality in each other, along with other desires. Little tip- don’t take the Venus person for granted or posses them too much. So yes, this may be a protective love after all.

Your Venus in their Third

This is such a communicative and blossoming match, there’s a possibility of love letters, and sultry words whispered in ears to become produced with this overlay. You guys respond to each other with grace and vitality. Communication is extremely important in a relationship and as this house is ruled by Gemini (a Mercury-ruled sign), and paired with Venus, you communicate with compassion and love. The problem is that you guys may act like a Libra mercury together, avoiding conflicts, as you guys rather keep things sweet. The Venus person will stimulate the house person’s mind, as they’ll make them feel appreciated as well. 

Your Venus in their Fourth

There’s a nurturing presence about Venus in here, after all it’s the house about home and family. Living together will be pleasant and you guys will feel a soul-level connection. Both of you can relate to each other in terms of the childhood, there will also be mutual love and an emotional connection flowing between you two. Both of you will have an aesthetically pleasing home together as well, and often tone down the “Wild” side of each other if you have it. They’ll want to spend lots of time with you at home. It calms the house person and steadies them. You guys find home with each other and are capable of having a harmonious life together. 

Your Venus in their Fifth 

With the nature of the fifth house, Venus tends to live happily here. The house person adores the Venus person and will always try to give excitement and fun in the Venus person’s life; after all this is a fire house. There will be lots of fun, romance, and enjoyment flowing between you two. You guys help each other express yourselves and become more creative. There’s playfulness and flirtatious behavior here, it’s very affectionate. It adds warmth unless one of the Natal chart struggles with that. There’s a sexual and romantic attraction between you two, you guys tend to enjoy when pursuing each other. It adds some comfort to express yourselves in a more “loving” way. Since this house also views children, you guys may even want children together. This is a really, really nice place for Venus to be in because Venus blossoms here. 

Your Venus in their Sixth 

The Venus person will almost act like a Virgo Venus, trying to help the house person a lot. Especially in routines, health, and other improvements. You both find pleasure in doing daily activities together, working together, and even doing chores together. It adds harmony and love in being teammates together, which also makes sense because this is the house explaining the workplace too. In fact, you guys may have met each other at work. The sign in which Venus is in may show where the Venus person assist the house person. Even though the house of work habits and health sounds a little useless for Venus to be in, it’s not. The house person can feel supported and someone who has similar ideas about diet and exercise, you guys help each other a lot and make each other be able to build a life together. It builds stability. 

Your Venus in their Seventh     

The house person feels like the Venus person is their ideal partner, after all this is the 2nd place Venus is at home in. Love, appreciation, and support flows between you guys peacefully. If you guys don’t have hard aspects, this can help build a long-term relationship; both of you treat each other equally and the house person can very much so see a life with you. You both will take the relationship seriously. The chemistry clicks between you two as you guys have harmony perfuming your relationship since you guys tend to have the same views about love and relationships. The Venus person has an area in which to discover their love nature more. It’s overall a very beneficial place for Venus and a healthy place too, it builds a sense of adoration. 

Your Venus in their Eighth 

Both of you find each other alluring, magnetic, and mysterious; The attraction is most likely not one-sided, you both feel it. It’s intoxicating and almost obsessive even possessive. Especially for the house person and perhaps the Venus person (depending what sign their Venus is in). The sex will be very mixed between the axis of Taurus-Scorpio, it’s emotionally and physically bonded. Very intense, passionate, sensual, and lusty. Both of you can open up to each other in a ways you guys never thought you’d be able to. It can be very overwhelming at times but you guys can trust each other with your dark secrets and share a physical sense of yourselves that is endearing. 

Your Venus in their Ninth 

Love is a constant adventure together, sharing some of the same ideals and beliefs. There’s a lot of honesty between you two as you guys help each other to grow and expand, it’s very supportive. The Venus person feels the same and will stay interested with the house person. As I’ve said with the house overlay series a lot with this house, you guys will enjoy traveling together. The house person will feel like the Venus person is lucky to them and might actually be. It’s a very nice place for Venus to be in because it constantly grows.

Your Venus in their Tenth 

This relationship may be very public as you guys make each other look good, the house person really adores the Venus person as well. You both tend to glamour your relationship, possibly idealizing the relationship even to your own eyes which can go wrong. If the Venus person is a women, the house person “will admire you and treat you like a goddess.” You both are highly supportive of each other and tend to help each other a lot in each other’s careers. 

Your Venus in their Eleventh 

This is really nice for not only love, but even friendship. The two of you get along so well that fun and communication fits in really nice. The problem is the house person may see the Venus person only like a friend, but nonetheless like a best friend. This can either add to the romance or lessen it, it depends on the house person. You both may have met by a circle of friends and are even capable of being affectionate in front of your friends, your friends can see the chemistry. Try to see if there are other overlays or aspects that bring more passion and so forth. 

Your Venus in their Twelfth 

You guys may have a very hidden relationship or a very private one but the house person may not trust the Venus person right away because of the nature of the twelfth house. There’s no doubt that there will be a very physic connection between you two and the Venus person increases the house person’s confidence. Both of you are very attracted to each other and the Venus person finds the house person mysterious, which may cause them not to trust you right away too. Even though it’s hidden, it has that Pisces nature of your relationship to make it very compassionate. This is an indicator of perhaps a hidden love affair, even if it’s not you guys find each other very attractive. The chemistry is “haunting” and consuming. The house person may resist there feelings for them because the idea of “not trusting” is more strong for the house person, but if they give in, the venus person has to have good intentions. No manipulation and so forth should happen, especially in this house or even for any. 

The Signs with a Broken Heart

This post is essentially based on my/my friends’ real life experiences.I’ll also try to include some advice how to get over this struggle. Your Sun & Venus Signs matter!

I think that today, after having written some love posts, I had to think about those who spent this day alone, because they are comfortable with it, because they don’t need anyone, or maybe because their heart isn’t healed enough to start dating again. And it’s totally fair. Heartbreak is way too underrated lately in my opinion, we think about those with a sickness, we think about those who are poor, we say that as long as you are healthy, have a place to sleep, have something to eat, you must be happy, but sometimes an emotional wound is a lot harder to heal than a physical one. When you love someone, they become the most important part of your life. You share your days with them, you miss them, you decide where to go for a dinner together because you want them to be happy too, you basically change your whole lifestyle to fit theirs. And then if one day, they decide to take their love away, it feels like only half of your life is left and you ask yourself questions how it’s possible to make it stop just like that, from one minute to another. This is why it’s so hard to get over a broken heart. And sometimes it’s even worse to lose someone who never even was yours. You start questioning everything, why does life play such a prank on you and makes you meet them, like them, fall in love and all this for nothing, because they don’t share your feelings. A person questioning themselves, thinking that they aren’t good enough for a person they love, that someone else is and they aren’t, is probably one of the most hurtful feelings.

So here’s how I see the signs being hurt and hopefully this will help a few of you. Not because you will read this post and your pain will suddenly go away, no way, I just want you to know that there’s always someone to understand exactly how you feel, that you’re not alone.

ARIES:

As an Aries, you can be very emotional, but real feelings don’t reach you too often. Quite careless in your young years, you might be attracted to people physically, like them in different ways, call it love, feel sadness about losing them, but only the pain of a broken heart will tell you it was real. Because 

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gryfinngal  asked:

Can you continues the Obi-Wan omega bounty hunter?!?!?!? I did not know i needed this until you wrote it!

Obi-Wan scowled darkly at the youngest of the Jedi, his hands cuffed tightly in front of him so they could keep an eye on him. This one was the one to blame for him getting caught.

“I feel like he’s about to stab me in the eye.” The youth offered warily.

“He most likely would if he could considering you caught him. Kenobi is known for his displeasure with the people who catch him.” Windu offered calmly, Obi-Wan’s belt still over the others arm. To prevent the omega from getting something useful and managing an escape.

As if Obi-Wan could facilitate something when caught with two big Alpha’s on each side of him not to mention the little spitfire alpha. Okay, little was the wrong word considering the teen was taller then Obi-Wan.

“Why is he even wanted? I mean…I know omegas can kick ass but…I mean…he’s kind of…” Obi-Wan bared his teeth at the teen and he quickly shut up.

Behind him, the tall one chuckled. “Kenobi is wanted because he’s rather prolific despite managing to keep his face of most cams. He’s the one who stole the Chancellor’s personal ship.” Qui-Gon offered in amusement.

“No way…”

Obi-Wan smirked a bit at the awe in the young Jedi’s voice. ‘Paid me a mint too for it.’ Though Obi-Wan had no idea why they’d want the personal ship, it wasn’t like it contained any Senate secrets.

They got out of the speeder, the tall Alpha helping him to his feet though Obi-Wan was quick to shake the hands of him, instead following the darker one up the stairs with a grumpy expression on his face. Behind him the blond sniggered at his master before following quickly.

When they reached the top, they were meet by the Grandmaster of the order leaning on his cane, watching them calmly. “Standard procedure this is not Master Windu, a prisoner you have brought a long to the temple?”

“He’s Force sensitive. It explains quite a bit about Kenobi’s ability to escape most skirmishes and jails he’s been in.” Windu offered and Obi-Wan grumbled to himself. “He’s untrained though but I still don’t trust a normal jail cell to hold him yet.”

“Indeed, Force sensitive?” Yoda stared up at him. “So says he, what says you?”

Obi-Wan tilted his head before rolling his eyes. “Well I sure as hell don’t know. Its not like I got picked up by the temple ever.” He drawled out in his crisp, high Coruscantian accent. He could hear the two Jedi behind him jerk and even Windu shifted to look at him in surprise.

Yoda remained calm, humming as he peered up at him. And then Obi-Wan felt something against his mind.

He scowled and backed right into the chest of the one behind him. “Hey! Don’t go into my mind. That’s rude.”

“Hmm, some defense you have. Not much, untrained is right.” Obi-Wan glared down at the little troll, imagining drop kicking him down the stairs. “And do such a thing you will not, drop kick me you shall not.”

“I can certainly imagine it.” Obi-Wan snapped then jerked forward when large hands closed around his shoulders. The green troll chuckled at them before nodding to Windu. “To a cell take him, keep him there until arrangements can be made for his transfer.”

Obi-Wan scowled even more as he was pulled a long into the Jedi temple.

Just kriffing great. He was caught in a Jedi temple.

()()()

The tall Jedi touched his face and Obi-Wan jerked back, glaring at him. The man held his hands up in surrender. “You smacked into the ground rather hard, I wanted to check on that swelling on your face, its starting to look rather painful and will turn into some vivid bruising.”

“I don’t need a kriffing alpha to look after me.” Obi-Wan bit out while moving into the cell he had been shown too.

“I didn’t say you needed. But you’re currently our prisoner and Jedi don’t believe in torture or denying medical attention.” The man smiled at him, once again trying to appear harmless.

Obi-Wan snorted and sat down on the bench, his cuffed hands on his lap.

“My name is Qui-Gon Jinn, you can call me Qui-Gon if you wish.” The man followed in and undid Obi-Wan’s wrists from the cuffs, the omega instantly pulling his hands back to rub his wrists gingerly.

“Fine Jinn, if you’re so worried, what are you going to do?”

“Well, I got a jar of bacta on me.” The tall man offered.

Obi-Wan blinked before hesitating and Qui-Gon smiled at him, kneeling down and pulling the jar out of one of the belt pockets. He quickly unscrewed it and ran two fingers through the contents before reaching out to Obi-Wan with the dollop on it.

Then he stopped, watching Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan stared in return before huffing and nodding. “Fine, go ahead. If you’re so worried Jedi.”

“Prickly aren’t you.” Qui-Gon grinned a bit more before the cool bacta touched Obi-Wan’s cheek. Oh it felt good and Obi-Wan struggled not to lean into the touch as the big fingers started to gently rub the bacta into his cheek in circular motions, spreading it over the painful area.

“…I need my heat suppressors. The other Jedi has my belt.” Obi-Wan muttered.

“Alright. You don’t have an implant then?”

“To unreliable in my work if it malfunctions, I wouldn’t have a warning. I take mine orally and know when my heats are.” Obi-Wan grunted. The touch of those large fingers lingered even when the Jedi pulled back.

“Alright. I’ll go fetch them for you.” Qui-Gon stood, giving him the same warm smile he had been giving him the whole day.

Obi-Wan just grumbled and looked away, waiting for the man to leave, the door locking behind him. He listened to the fading steps and once they were out of hearing view, he counted to ten.

The omega bounced to his feet and reached up into his mouth, pulling a thin metal wire out from his chin, grimacing painfully as he did. “Oh if this work, this was worth it.” He hissed and spat a bit of blood from his torn cheek on the floor. He set to work on the door.

Yet when the door clicked open he still had a problem…he couldn’t get out of the like he was.

Obi-Wan eyed himself.

()()()

“…”

“So…Ferus, you comfortable?” The other padawan glared at Anakin and he tried not to start laughing again as he initially had done when he had followed Qui-Gon.

“Yes Mace, that’s what I’m saying, Kenobi escaped. I have no idea how he got out of the cell but he managed to get one over on Padawan Olin. Yes, he’s also wearing Olin’s clothes. What? No. No not that I know of. Yes.” Qui-Gon glanced at the tied up and humiliated looking padawan in the cell. “He’s unharmed happily. I think Kenobi was more interested in getting out. Anakin, please untie him, we have things to do and an omega to find before he goes into heat.”

“Heat? doesn’t he have suppressors?” Anakin asked while stepping into the cell to undo Ferus ties and the gag.

“He hasn’t taken this weeks dosage. These kind of suppressors has to be taken by the week. Leave one out to long…” Qui-Gon held the small capsule in his hand.

“So what you’re saying is we have a Force sensitive bounty hunter omega about to go into heat lose in the Temple, dressed like a Jedi.” Anakin blinked at his master even as Ferus got the gag out of his mouth on his own.

“He may already have gotten out of the temple. How long ago did he leave Padawan Olin?”

“Two hours ago. He was starting to smell sweet.” The other reluctantly confessed.

“Ah…he used…I see.” Qui-Gon sighed and looked at Anakin. “…It might be best you go to our quarters Anakin.”

“Master?”

“If he can get one over on Olin who’s an beta, he will certainly get one over on you as an alpha.” The man offered dryly.

“Master!”

“Do as I say, the older knights and masters will find Kenobi if he’s still in the temple.”

A friendly reminder to keep an eye on your health during the summer, be it mental or physical! No matter how busy you may be, you have to make time to keep an eye on yourself and prevent any possible issues.

anonymous asked:

I find the word lesbian so uncomfortable and idk why? I just use gay which is absolutely fine but i think the only reason I feel the need to use the term gay is bc i feel like people will judge me less? I think that I think people will stereotype me more if I use lesbian instead of gay. I'm sorry this is ridiculous I'm just so weirdly uncomfortable with it -it feels like some sort of bad word. Idk where I'm going with this - do you have any thoughts? Thanks!

I feel like you should use whatever word is most comfortable for you. As long as that internalized negative bias against that word doesn’t carry over to other people (other women who identify as lesbians), then I don’t think it’s a huge deal.

I think it is something worth meditating on, bc I don’t think your feelings about that word come from a very healthy place– especially if your asking for advice about it.

I’m really not the authority on you or your emotions, so take what I say with a grain of salt (I don’t truly know why you feel what you feel), but I’d wager that your feelings about the word “lesbian” are in part, the unfortunate result of living in a society predominantly run by straight men.

anonymous asked:

I have a headcanon that contrary to popular belief Tony loves to eat. (he's always portrayed in fics as the one who forgets to eat, but even in im3 we see him having a meal in the workshop, pepper asks him why he ate without her, in avengers he has some snacks during the day, in im he eats the pizza, i dont know where this trop comes from tbh) So like he loves to eat, loves trying new foods, absolutely loves sweets, and you can see him eating something most of the time at the tower.

I think it might come from the whole getting-stuck-in-your-own-head-whilst-creating-stuff experience? It might be something a lot of people can easily relate to, since you have so many artists and writers in fandoms who create the fics and fanart… I know I for one understand typing something and two hours later when you reach for your tea it’s cold and disgusting…or forgetting to eat breakfast and not even noticing until it’s almost lunch… But that’s just my theory. 

And I absolutely love this headcanon, thank you for sharing it, anon! I agree that it fits Tony very well (though I confess to enjoying the other trope as well). Here some more titbits that fit into this headcanon:

  • Tony’s love for food always and without exception surprises other people. There’s no specific reason (that anyone’s ever shared with him), they just don’t ever see it coming.
  • It’s a little known fact, but Tony is almost never caught without food. He has secret stashes all over the different buildings he owns, lots of food in his workshop that JARVIS keeps careful track on, is known to pull out some dried fruit or cookies out of what everyone else insists is literally nowhere at random moments, and everyone swears even the Iron Man suit has a couple of secret pockets and hollow spaces for the explicit purpose of storing food.
  • [Steve suspects Tony’s obsession to always have food on him is fuelled by the sole desire of always having something to munch on during debriefs and driving Fury (and Steve) insane because of it.]
  • [He may or may not be right.]
  • [Though Tony insists his love for food and his paranoia to be without anything in case of kidnappings, crash-landings in the middle of nowhere and similar situations are equally responsible.]
  • Tony is a lot more conscious of his body’s needs than most people assume. Even in case he’s on an engineering binge, he’s got JARVIS monitor his physical state and has various warnings and safeguards built in so he won’t dehydrate himself, suffer from malnutrition and similar things.
  • Tony has been known to travel to a foreign country to sign a business deal personally for the sole reason of trying out said country’s local cuisine. Pepper may or may not have taken almost three years to realise it.
  • When Tony waits for someone before he starts eating, he’s either about to ask said person to marry him or the world is about to end (and even then there’s a 70 per cent chance Tony’ll decide his last hours are better lived on a full stomach). A certain someone had to learn this lesson the hard way.
  • While Tony loves to eat he is occasionally insecure about his body–especially since the only people around to compare himself to, are eihter superhumans or damn close to it. His partner will not stand for it though–and neither will JARVIS or the bots.

That’s all I could think off right now, but feel free to add your own food-related Tony headcanons. Or just send me an ask ;)