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Summary: As a new professor at Hogwarts, you knew separating your present and your past within the walls was an important distinction to maintain your respectability. But finding out that your coworker was your schoolgirl crush for five years hadn’t been part of the plan.
Pairing: Hoseok | Reader
Genre: Fluff/Smut; Harry Potter AU
Word Count: 13,788
Author’s Note: Took advantage of some Hoseok feelings I’ve been suffering from as of late and decided to pair it with my Harry Potter AUs!!!! Once again, tagging @chokemejimin who has asked to tagged in my HP works!! Hope you like it! 

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There’s a saying that goes around that often relates to the idea that people, places, or things that were once daunting and terrifying gradually start to become less intimidating with the help of time, growth, maturity—all those things you never believed would happen to you. After all, who wants to welcome the idea of growing old with opened arms?

You remember being seventeen and witnessing what you had believed would be the last sight you would ever get of Hogwarts, the comforting walls that housed seven years of your childhood, seven years worth of secrets, friendships, youth, innocence, and a desperation to chase after something you didn’t quite know about yet. Being as young and naive and indecisive as you were, it would have been difficult to comprehend the idea of returning, if returning to Hogwarts was something you even thought to consider in the first place. It never was.

It’s funny how much you had a tendency to return back to the place that reminded you most of home. Despite the history behind its walls, the war across the campus, Hogwarts remains consistent and peaceful and traditional. Unlike your very first day at eleven years old, you brush in through the doors of Hogwarts with a grace of familiarity. No longer do the tall walls that seem to stretch out to the ceiling terrify you and no longer do the endless corridors frighten you. You’re no longer a student who perhaps did not know any better. You’ve returned as a professor, just a little bit older and just a little bit wiser.

The baggage handle curled around your fingertips feel as if they’re growing heavier and heavier the longer you find yourself making your way through the outside courtyard of the school, towards the castle, trying to make your way to the new quarters you had been gifted with as a new educator of the institute. In spite of the struggle, it’s hard to keep the bounce out of your step, the smile across your features, because although returning back to the rooms of your past is not something you would have elected to spend your career under, it’s a new whole sensation approaching Hogwarts and knowing that you would get to do something and invest your time in something you were always particularly passionate about.

You’re just reaching the front steps of the school, before a voice calls out to you, striking a chord of familiarity in your heart as you let the tone sink into your mind and rummage through the archives of your brain. “Hey, you need some help with that?”

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Fanfiction Shenanigans [Steve Rogers x Reader]

Requested by: @luxdxvine (I can’t tag you for some reason??) :: The avengers bring the reader and Steve together through fanfictions written for just them.

A/N: I couldn’t stop writing this fic and it’s kinda dragged and veryyyy long, therefore brace yourself. I apologise in advance and thank you for bearing with me. (Criticism welcome.)

Tony Stark strutted into the common room of the avengers, a place where they all hungout when nobody was on a mission. His patent smirk was plastered on his face as he sauntered into the midst of the other avengers, with the exception of you and Steve Rogers.

“What you got up your sleeve, man?” Sam asked, noticing Tony and his grin.

Bucky, Natasha, Clint and Vision looked up at the philanthropist while Wanda busily dealt cards to everyone.

“What I’m going to tell you is more fun than any game of cards you’ve played,” Tony declared, whipping out his phone.

“Please, Stark, we aren’t interested in the new tech you’ve come up with,” Natasha commented.

“It’s not tech, although that would be something. Anyway, it’s about Capsicle and Y/N,” Tony divulged.

“..Really? The fact that they’re attracted to each other? Old news, Grandma,” Natasha said casually.

Bucky looked at Natatsha in horror. “WHat?”

“Ol’ Buck doesn’t know,” Sam interjected.

“Everyone knew? Why didn’t I?” Bucky questioned.

Everyone shrugged at the soldier who looked a little angry.

Tony cleared his throat and continued,”Well it is obvious they’re in love but they’re not doing anything about it and it’s making me crazy. I decided that we must take matters into our own hands.”

“We’re listening,” Nat and Wanda said in unison.

“That’s the spirit,” Tony said, a wider smirk playing at his lips.

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You entered the room to find the avengers sitting huddled around Tony who was talking. Your eyes automatically started to look for a particular avenger but you shook your head. You had to stop.

You walked to the huddle and everyone whirled to look at you, a grin on most of their faces. Your forehead furrowed in confusion. “What’s up?”

“It’s nothing,” Tony blurted quickly, starting to put the phone he’d been reading from into his pocket.

Just then Steve entered the room and you stiffened. Why he had this effect on you, you’d never know. But one look at him, his perfect greek-god like built, his kind blue eyes and perfect lips and you were a goner.

You turned your focus to Tony, trying to no think about Steve who walked over to stand beside you. That wasn’t helping.

“I want to know! What were you guys reading?” you demanded.

“It’s nothing, Y/N,” Bucky said, sounding unconvincing.

“Do you want me to use my power to take it from you, Tony?” you commanded.

“Alright alright,” he deadpanned. Steve looked at him questioningly. It was very unlike Tony Stark to give into commands so easily.

“We were reading Captain America into Psych fanfiction,” Tony admitted.

Your jaw dropped. Did Wanda tell everyone? Only she knew about your little crush on Steve. So this is what it felt like, being stabbed in the back with a knife.

“What’s a fanfiction?” Steve queried, his brows knitting in confusion.

“Well..it’s something people or rather fans write. They write fictious stories about people or events that they would like to happen,” Natasha explained.

Steve still looked puzzled. Meanwhile you were sure you were going to drown in embarrasment.

“We were reading fanficition about you and Y/N,” Sam added.

You almost expected Steve to start laughing at this absolute stupidity but all he said was,”They want me and Y/N to happen?”

Where was the nearest balcony? You ought to jump off one.

“Yeah well,”Tony said, trying to keep fom smiling.

Steve glanced at you and judging you by your neutral expression he said, “Well it’s not like it’s real or anything.”

Whoever said about words not harming anyone. What he said made your heart clench with sadness, you always hoped he’d like you back but here was the truth, waving at you in your face.

Hurt, you managed to croak,”Yeah, keep reading Stark, this should be fun.”

That’s right, hurt yourself more.

Tony, obviously enjoying this, obligied immediately. The other avengers sat themselves around him, while you found a place next to Wanda and Steve squeezed himself between Bucky and Clint.

Clearing his throat, Tony continued where he’d left off, “Y/N lay in Steve’s arms, as the soldier whispered silent prayers into the night. Y/N was barely breathing. Steve brushed her hair off her face and caressed her cheek. ‘Please, don’t die,’ the avenger said. ‘Please, Y/N, I love you.”

Tony paused for a second and you wanted to strangle him. Steve glanced at you and you looked back, his face, unreadable.

Why were they doing this? Was this a joke to them? Steve clearly didn’t know and didn’t share the same feelings. It was merely a passtime for him. But hearing everything you wanted to happen aloud, was humiliating. But you were brave, you couldn’t let Steve know.

“Why are you reading soapy, dramatic stuff? Isn’t there anything that’s fun?” You asked, putting on an impassive face.

“Ooh the lady wants fun,” Clint said, grinning at you. You smiled back at him, hoping nobody could hear your heart thudding against your chest.

“Here’s something fun. Do you want me to read smut?” Tony questioned, his eyebrows arched and mocking.

Bucky, Sam and Clint burst out laughing, Nat following in a second later.

Congratulations, you played yourself.

“What’s smut?” Steve asked, earning a groan from everyone.

“It’s sexual intercourse and everything​related in writing, Mr. Rogers,” Vision piped and Steve’s eyes widened at the mention of the word.
His ears redened and he couldn’t bring himself to look at you. Nor could you look at him.

“Not​ that. Go on to something else,” Steve muttered.

“C'mon Capsicle,” Tony urged and before waiting for an answer, started to read.
“Lust and love blazed in Steve’s eyes as Y/N stood before him, dressed in satin lingerie.”
That earned some giggles.
Your head was going to burst, you thought.

“Pining Y/N against the wall, Steve planted small kisses on her neck and moved onto her jaw, illiciting a moan from the beautiful maiden. Y/N pushed herself against the soldier, her hands grasping at his hair. Steve slid his hand up her thigh and Y/N shuddered at his touch.”

Wild fantasies involving the blonde soldier were storming in your brain one after one and if anyone read your mind they’d take you to be christined immediately.

Just when you thought​ things couldn’t get worse, Steve said,“ That’s not how I’d do it.”

Everything went dead still. You looked at the avenger and blinked. He wasn’t looking at you.

And then the other avengers started to scoff, Bucky whistling and Natasha winking at Steve.

You chuckled a little but your mind was already racing with the thoughts of what he would do and you hated yourself for it.

“Wanna write your own fic as to how it would go, Stevie?” Tony teased.

“No thanks,” Steve said, blushing.

You tried to gather yourself for what was yet to come.

“Y/N ripped the shirt off the Captain, and drank in the god-like built of her lover. She pulled him closer, biting at his lower lip. Steve slipped the satin straps off Y/N’s shoulder, his touch burning her skin. Steve trailed kisses down her neck and moved to her bre-”

You couldn’t take it anymore.
“That’s enough,” you said through gritted teeth.

Steve looked at you, he looked a little humiliated too…and was that sorry written on his face?

Tony looked scared for a second and then joked, “Atleast the fictious Steve’s getting some action.”

Steve’s face redened. You almost laughed but caught yourself…the others however, not so much.

“Steve, c'mon man, there’s got to be someone you like,” Sam asked, punching him playfully.

Steve remained silent. So the others, obviously moved on to the next victim, you.

“And you, Y/N?”

Of course there was someone. Of course you wanted to be with him. And obviously you couldn't​ ever have that.

“Yeah, there is someone,” you muttered.

Steve looked at you, a puzzled look on his face. You glanced at him and saw something like jealousy flash over his face. You blinked. All this fanfiction reading was playing with your mind.

Bucky scooted over to you.
“Is it anyone we know?”

“Uhuh.”
Why were you answering?

“Is it anyone in this room?” Clint piqued.

They all knew. Traitors.

“Uhuh.” you breathed, not looking up.

You managed to glance at Steve. He was absolutely still and watching you carefully.

As if noticing your glance at the Captain, Natasha plodded, “Is it our beloved Steve?”

You were going to die.
“N-no.”

You could swear Steve looked crest-fallen.
He cleared his throat and said, “I just remembered, I have some work to do.”

He stood up and left, heading to the balcony.

As soon as he left, Wanda scrambled over to you and exclaimed, “What are you doing?!”

“Go talk to him you stupid thing!” Bucky cried.

All of them were talking over each other, asking you to go confront Steve.
Tired, you stood up and reluctantly followed Steve outside.

“Can we talk?” you called after the broad soldier.

He turned around and squinted at you. He nodded and beckoned you over.

Without thinking about the consequences or anything you marched upto him and began, “Listen, you’ve been a great confidante and friend. But everything I said back there was true except for the fact that.. that it is you, Rogers. I’ve been hopelessly in love with you for sometime now and I understand if this is not the case for you but all this,”-you gestured vaguely- “just made me want to tell you everything. I’m sorry if this is too awkward for you.. I just had to do it.”

Steve looked taken aback for a second. He blinked a couple of times before his beautiful blue eyes crinkled as he smiled down at you.

“I was heart broken when you said no to what Nat said and couldn’t take it anymore that’s why I had to walk out. The truth is Y/N…I’ve been in love with you for quite some time now too,” he confided.

You couldn’t believe your ears. The man of you dreams was actually in love with you too? You could almost cry. You, however, hugged him instead, burying your face in his hard, warm chest.

“FINALLY!” you heard Bucky scream from the door to the veranda. You heard a roar of laughter and giggles errupt from his side.

“Oh give us a moment​, you guys!” Steve hollered but he was smiling.

Just as Steve leaned down to kiss you, Nat yelled, “I think I’ll write a fanfiction about this!”

You smiled against his lips and kissed him.

anonymous asked:

what about lapidot?

??? Do you mean, in my human AU?

If that’s the case well… it’s very unlikely because I feel more inspired by making Lapis aroace than putting her romantically involved with peridot. The ideas flow better like that.

But Peridot, Amethyst and Lapis are always together doing pranks and chilling! When they were younger they used to have this kind of queen-of-prank competition and once Garnet joined she ended up having her hair double colored (pastel blue and pastel pink ofc ) by one of the pranks.

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I'm just going to say this, the Bible isn't literal representation of anything they are just a bunch of made up stories to understanding how the world was created and how everything came to be. Each story has its own lesson that can be interpreted in different ways. That's why there are so many different kinds of christians. Example: I'm a Lutheran and my grandparents were Catholics and one of my aunts is a baptist. Each preaches differently according what they believe to be true.

I was raised in an Orthodox Christian household, but I was baptized Lutheran. I’ve read the Bible plenty of times, so, it’s very unlikely that you’re going to teach me something I do not already know.

I stopped being a Christian in my early twenties but now I am just straight up anti-Christianity, now that I have realized how nasty that doctrine really is.

Sure, there might be a few good stories in there (subjective) and you can have ~individual interpretation~ to make a story mean anything you want.

But like, at the end of the day, the very central pillar of Christianity is the belief in god the father. (Not capitalizing it on purpose because I don’t believe in respecting that shit.)

You literally worship a father-god. That’s patriarchal whether or not you like it, it’s just an accurate description. 

And why is this father-god worshiped? Because according to the Bible, he is the creator, the all powerful life giver, the one who makes decisions and we just have to obey, because father-god knows best and we better not question it.

That’s why religion is tied in to being Pro-Life. They don’t believe that women create life, they believe father-god has decided a woman should give birth and that women are obligated to obey the will of this father-god. This is inherently anti-feminist.

That’s why the character of Mary is written as the female ideal: a sweet kind woman who goes along with the plan of the all powerful male, even though the father-god just sent an angel to tell her about a surprise pregnancy. That’s right your precious Jesus is a rape baby, nobody ever asked Mary’s consent. She was just all too happy to go along with it after finding out, because she’s so pure and devoted to the the father-god. Can you see how idolizing Mary is basically grooming women in to a subservient housewife role who will accept anything from men and be constantly forgiving? Mary is a terrible role model for women.

How many pornos out there have that same plot–man rapes woman, and it turns out she liked it all along? That’s the ultimate male fantasy. Christianity is the worship of this fantasy.

Christianity glorifies suffering. It paints this romantic picture about how enduring pain for love is some beautiful thing. How many women in abusive relationships are thinking to themselves about how Jesus died on the cross for all humanity so maybe they can endure this “anger management issue” from the man they love? 

How many religious women stay with abusive men because marriage is a ~sacred bond~ and divorce is breaking a promise you made to the father-god who you must obey in order to be deemed a good person?

The family model of Christianity is the father-god, Mary, and Jesus, who is the male son who gets the father’s power passed down to him. This is how patriarchy works. It’s literally a family style where the man holds the decision making power about the woman’s body, because in material reality, it is she who has the power to create life, not he. 

Christianity is a religion of woman hating, it blames women for original sin, creates a mythology where women are not in control of our own bodies and our own power of creation, and provides the model for women’s subjugation.

Women can’t be liberated until Christianity is wiped out.

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Sometimes I am afraid that I was straight all along and am just lying to myself bcs being gay is "in". Or that I only want to date girls bcs I had bad (I didn't enjoy it) experiences with guys... Or maybe I'm straight because I don't deserve to be with a girl (yup that's my low self esteem talking) and only deserve a relationship I don't enjoy (with a guy)... or maybe I just haven't found the right guy yet? Can you help me?

honey it’s very unlikely that you’ve been straight all alone and just want to be gay because it’s “in.” straight people are generally happy with their sexuality and content to not question it because being straight is the norm

you deserve to be happy and if you think you would be happy with a girl and don’t want to date a guy you’re a lesbian congrats! i think you need to learn to love yourself. think about things you can do that you’re good at and enjoy and do those things. don’t force yourself to be with a guy or try to be with a guy just for the sake of it.

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HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY, celebrated my way aka EVERYONE LOVES YUURI KISSES <3 <3 <3

Super self indulgent but man this made me happy to draw, I hope it makes some of you happy today too ^ ^

Thank you everyone who played my Valentine’s Day Game! The event is now closed, thanks for participating!! <3

ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS, SORRY I DIDN’T MAKE A SEPARATE POST BUT YOU’RE INCLUDED IN THIS BB <3

Explanations/headcanons beneath cut!

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION. More detailed rules available on my Rules & FAQ Post.

The artist also appreciates if ship bashing can be kept out of the comments/tags. Don’t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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do you wanna know why tourette’s jokes are particularly harmful?

because people with TS are so few and far between that very few people ever meet someone with TS and thus rarely have the opportunity to have their preconceived notions of what TS is challenged

even i have never met another person with tourette’s – which is saying something since i’ve been dealing with the symptoms all day every day for over a decade – so the average person is very unlikely to have their views challenged by an actual example of what TS looks like

and when people think TS looks like rude behavior or uncontrollable swearing and nothing else, that creates so much stigma for people with tourette’s, especially since these people don’t understand that uncontrollable swearing with tourette’s REALLY IS UNCONTROLLABLE and not an individual’s choice or some type of misbehavior

so yeah, my tics aren’t your fucking punchline

they can be MY punchline if i want, but you don’t get to fucking touch that subject unless you treat it with respect

Tweets with benign screen grabs of other tweets that are shit posts are not hacks. A tweet coming from an iPhone is very unlikely to be a hack. Celebrities tweets typically go through several levels of approval checks from their social media managers before they’re posted and, if they don’t, their social media managers get multiple notifications if/when they tweet. If this were a hack, there is no WAY with the current sensitive state of affairs it would be left up so long.

This is not a hack. Repeat after me: NOT. A HACK.

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Only I can give Dipper what he truly wants.

Only I know and understand his deepest desires and fears.

Only I can stay beside him.


…Too dark or nah?

It’s been a month since I started the first pic and whew, guys, I am NOT good at time management. Anyways, exams are next week and I have a whole lot of other shit to do, so… I hope this’ll suffice until I can be active again!

As always, you’re free to leave an ask, it might just take a while for me to answer. Also, I’m really sorry, but to those who will hereafter be submitting ask, please don’t expect art to go along with your answer? I’m sorry? I really want to be as active as possible but if I try and make art for every ask I’ll never answer them all. I’m not saying I will never include art, just that it’s going to be very unlikely. Thank you so much for understanding.

On another note, man I am so pumped for this AU! I have other comic ideas stacked, so I hope you guys are as excited as I am!

Also, final note, this comic is not meant to be fluffy. This is Bill being a conniving, manipulating kind of guy who has a twisted sense of what love is and what one “requires” to be “worthy” of someone.

Title taken from The Princess Bride. I love that book.

An observation of Markiplier TV

Emphasis on the observation part because I’ve never really been good with theories. I have a number of things to do today but unfortunately, I watched this video and now I can’t stop thinking about it. Hopefully this’ll quiet my mind and let me function, and who knows? Maybe it’ll help someone out there with their own theories too. :)

So, let’s talk about this scene:

We got one hell of a group here BUT what I’d like to focus on is their seating arrangement and what that could mean, because if there’s anything I’ve learned in videos like this it’s that EVERYTHING is by design. This entire table scene (props to the Editor btw) has so much hidden psychological subtext in it, so while I’m no professional I’ll still do my best to uncover them all.

First off, let’s look at the table: Rectangular with two long ends and two short ones. Pretty normal setting yeah, but is it beneficial to their situation (i.e. finding a way to ‘take control’) where everyone easily agrees? Nope. Because tables like these embody competition and a clear sense of authority, and I love this detail. It means that while they could’ve easily gone for a round table to promote cooperation, they go for this because of course, no one’s going to cooperate that easily.

This setting, however, works better in the business cooperative world, because you got two people (Darkiplier & Wilford) who can control the meeting from both ends of the table and are essentially the people everyone will need to look up to.

Here’s a great detail though: In this kind of setting, the more powerful of the two is usually the one opposite the entrance to the room. This allows him not just a vantage point of whoever comes in and goes, but complete control as well. And as we see where King of the Squirrels pops up:

Originally posted by antisepticjack

Which we can easily tell was from the right of the room based on the direction his body and eyes shift to, we can point out where the entrance is and who was right there:

But yeah, in this moment it didn’t seem like Will had control over King’s sudden entrance but let’s face it: he doesn’t care. He already knows that there’s more than one king in that room.

Speaking of, let’s move on to the seating arrangement.

Obviously we got Dark and Will at the ends as the higher ups, but I’d like to talk about Googleplier and The Host.

In medieval times, kings would often have their advisors right at their side at the table. This actually explains the term “right hand man”, because the king would have them close at hand to help him rule, unless of course, he was left-handed. Looking back at Dark’s antics, I have reason to believe that he’s either left-handed or ambidextrous.

Originally posted by http-darkiplier-403forbidden

Which I guess would make sense, considering that while Ed, Bim, Silver and Dr. Iplier were all concerned about their parts in the video, only Google and The Host were able to keep a level head and not lose sight of their main goal/situation.

Now the last thing I want to talk about is Wilford’s idea for Markiplier TV. I must warn you though because this is going to be a bit of a stretch so stop reading if you’d like BUT… I think he may have been inspired by Anti.

AGAIN, please bear with me. Jack’s mentioned before that Dark and Anti ever meeting each other was very unlikely, which in Dark’s case (being the alter ego that’s been pushed inside the most) could be more than true. However, Wilford makes up for this as he’s the only one not bound by the laws of physics and is, potentially, omnipresent. So it’s possible that he’s aware of Anti (since he was aware of Septiplier after all) and his methods (i.e. using social media to have his fans notice him which then gives him control) BUT, being Wilford, he goes about it in his own roundabout way which is, of course, TELEVISION.

So, yeah, this is all I can come up with. Excluding my attempt in theorizing at the very end I hope this was helpful. Now I’m just hoping that my thoughts on Antisepticeye don’t get too hectic and end up like this long wall of text. Thanks for reading. :)

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So i was talking to a white witch about Haitan Vodou and they were promoting that white people should be able to practice it, after a long dicussion their conclusion to my points were "i hate white people" and that it's basically okay to summon the ancestors of oppressed people by the oppressors because "not all white people have oppressive ancestors"

Originally posted by crashthefandoms

If those white people have ancestors that weren’t oppressive (which is possible but very unlikely), then there is a chance they came from across the sea on their own and not with Columbus and them, meaning their people came from europe, and there are plenty of religions there. And even if they’re ancestors lived through slavery times and never bought a slave, that still doesn’t give them the right to practice. White people always try to twist things so that it can be ok in their eyes to do whatever they want.

In conclusion, remember white witches, 🗣Just because you contact your ancestors does not mean it is vodou  🗣and 🗣Don’t contact our ancestors, they are not your ancestors, they are ours 🗣

(White witches also forget that our ancestors are petty, they will listen to you and say hi and all that, and then fuck your shit up. Don’t try it)

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The first part of my OP x GF universe swap stuff. I put the most effort into these wanted posters so I figured I’d post them on their own. I don’t know how many of my followers like both shows but either way this is entirely self indulgent on my part haha.

Background info if anyone’s interested because I’m a giant nerd:

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i think this is obvious, maybe not to disney, but leia deserves better than kyle ron. she deserves better than a son who has blatantly disregarded everything she’s ever stood for, disregarded the fact that she’s a genocide survivor, and that the man he idolizes tortured her and made her watch the extermination of her people. why would you expect her to love him when he very clearly doesn’t give a shit about her? leia deserves better than an arc that uses her as a plot device catch-all (because if leia ‘thinks’ there’s still ‘good’ in him we can just completely ignore everything he does in the mean time, right? until his very unlikely and undeserved redemption?) and is disrespectful to her entire character & history. leia deserves better than a patricidal, fascist, white supremacist murderer of a child who abducts women, tortures them, and says nasty things like ‘i can take anything i want.’ leia doesn’t owe kyle a single thing and she isn’t a bad person for washing her hands of him.

Mercury Signs

Mercury in Aries: You never slow down and you want to jump to conclusions; Your mind is quick as lightning and you have a direct and energetic way of expressing yourself. Although you may be impatient, competitive, irritable and often having difficulty concentrating, you are never boring or tasteless (when people know you). You are ready to dictate your law if necessary. You express yourself in an authoritarian way, and people generally know what you are thinking. (If Mercury is in your twelfth house, you will try to conceal your opinions, but generally without success)

Mercury in Taurus: You are thoughtful, conservative and remarkably sensible. You study the facts, construct carefully an argument, and present it diplomatically. After that, it is very unlikely that you will change your mind. Having made a reasoned decision with the necessary time, you see no reason to change your opinion. You tend to be inflexible, and it’s hard to talk to you, partly because it’s not easy for you to open up new ideas.

Mercury in Gemini: You are intelligent, curious, insightful, playful and playful, expeditious and incredibly clear. Your intellectual speed and intellectual agility are extraordinary. Your mind readily embraces, and you can talk like a mill. But you can also bow to the wind. You are far too adaptable, and you can reason on anything.

Mercury in Cancer: Sensitive and understanding, you are intuitive, thoughtful and available to listen. You can communicate with compassion, and you can absorb information so easily that it seems from time to time that you are a soothsayer. You have an astounding memory. But your moods sometimes flood your discernment and you tend to take your desires for realities.

Mercury in Leo: Theatrical, full of dignity and ambitious, you think creatively, express yourself in a colorful way and you have confidence in your opinions (less so Sun in Cancer). You never lose sight of the whole situation. You are persuasive, eloquent, and your thinking process is organized. You can also be dogmatic and bragging, but unreservedly in your enthusiasm - as often happens with positions of planets in Leo, your heat controls your tendency to brag and prevail over it.

Mercury in Virgo: You are intelligent, subtle, persistent, knowledgeable, astute, analytical and purposeful. Nothing escapes you, and especially not the logical inconsistencies. Idealist who secretly deplores the discrepancy between the state in which things are and the state in which they ought to be, you may be fussy, and exercise the profession of criticism, or of attorney. But you are also a brilliant thinker and a leading talker. Be confident: you have a fine mind.

Mercury in Libra: With your rational thinking and elegant speech, you are looking for a balanced perspective and intuitively understand that the best solution is usually the simplest. Prudent, discreet and endowed with a strong aesthetic sense, you are charming, objective and diplomatic. The opinions of those you respect are of interest to you. But in the secrecy of your mind, your thoughts oscillate from one position to another, you are prey to uncertainty and you will take time to arrive at a reasoned decision.

Mercury in Scorpio: You possess a penetrating and resourceful mind, which is constantly probing the underside of the surface. You never take anything for cash, so you often suffer from suspicion and even paranoia. But you are also analytical, sagacious, able to find all kinds of information. This is an excellent position for a detective, researcher or therapist. Mas it can be dangerous because it also confers a biting spirit and tendency to use words as a weapon.

Mercury in Sagittarius: You have a research intellect and a broad breadth of mind. Reflecting on the big questions, as you love to do, inspires you and gives you greatness in your philosophy of life. You like to speak well, and you are distracting and wise. But you can also be dogmatic, hypocritical and weak when you get into the details, and direct to the point of lacking tact. Your sense of humor saves you.

Mercury in Capricorn: Methodical, realistic and organized, you are a systematic thinker. You do your homework ; You concentrate; You act as an adult. Although you may be conventional, rigid and pessimistic, you try to be impartial and cautious to draw your conclusions, even if this means that you must overcome your prejudices. Thinker applied, you are responsible enough to make sure of what you advance, and you communicate clearly and thoughtfully.

Mercury in Aquarius: Fed with ideas, you possess an inventive spirit, often brilliant. Turning to progress, human and happy when you commit to a cause, you express yourself in a unique way and you have flashes of inspiration that often bring you an excellent understanding of things. You can completely pack yourself up for a social problem or for an abstract theory. But you can also attach yourself to an idea to the point of becoming inflexible, and deny that facts - or people - hinder you.

Mercury in Pisces: Any planet in Pisces brings the triumph of feelings on the facts. You react instinctively to people and situations, often making the right decision without knowing why. You understand how people work. And you adapt easily to changing circumstances. Your mind is receptive, subtle, compassionate and imaginative, but logic is not your forte. On the other hand, you have easy access to your intuition, which is a river of impressions and instincts that flows just below your conscious thoughts.