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jackstheprinceofhearts · 9 months

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i come bringing another W for the ouabh community.

have you all considered that evangeline is a pisces and jacks is a scorpio 🤨 and if you google them you get this 🤨

gc go crazzyyyy for this one

BUT YALL EVANGELINE IS SUCH A PISCES LIKE NORMALLY IDGAF ABOUT ZODIAC BUT DAMN OK

and hmmm... sounds like someone we know 🤨

isn't it... a little funny... that it also says scorpio's want emotional closeness and are very flirtatious......that's a little.... weird 🤨

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00-jammy-00 · 2 months

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Helloo!!^_^

Could I request a yan who everyone likes? Like nobody would suspect yan!

I guess golden retriever!yan? Maybe darling tries to say something but nobody believes them because they think darling is trying to ruin yan’s reputation ? :33

Btw could I be 🍯 anon?

Yan!GoldenBoy HC’s

Yan!GoldenBoy x GN! Reader

Content warning - Yandere themes, obsession, murder, nsfw mentions, possessiveness, stalking, yan has mood swings, he’s a little bitch.

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Yan!GoldenBoy who was good looking. He could get anything he wanted with a hand through his hair and a flash of his charming pearly whites. He knew he was handsome, he knew people trusted him, he knew all this and he knew it would only make it easier to get you.

Yan!GoldenBoy Who has been obsessed with you for months! He was playing basketball for his school when he saw you for the first time. You were just sitting on the benches, none of that cringe ‘they were reading a book instead of paying attention.’ you were simply watching the game but you looked so radiant while doing it, he couldn’t help but rush over when the game finished.

Yan!GoldenBoy Who tripped over his own feet to chase you down near the exit, he put an arm around your shoulders and flashed that charming smile. He talked to you for a few minutes, making sure to totally not brag about the fact he was the captain of the basketball team, he was really humble you know?

Yan!GoldenBoy Who offered you a car ride home with those gorgeous honey coloured eyes yet was completely shocked when you said no. You said…no? What the fuck does no mean? Who the fuck do you think you are?! You’re lucky he doesn’t fucking kill you!

Yan!GoldenBoy Who just gives you a sweet smile and insists only to clench his jaw when you refuse again. God you’re making this so fucking hard, you’re gorgeous, you’re everything, which means you’re meant to be his for fucks sake.

Yan!GoldenBoy Who vows he’ll never leave you alone. You’re destined to be his, you’re perfect, he’s perfect, so you have to be together, you’re soulmates! He uses a few favours to find out everything about you. Your address, who your family is, where you work, your favourite brand, what your favourite scent is, your zodiac sign, blood type, what hospital you were born at, what cemetery you might want to get buried at. You know, the usual stuff.

Yan!GoldenBoy Who is practically drooling as he jerks himself off to your underwear which he had…borrowed…from your house on his last so called visit. He had cum so much he was having dry orgasms babe! Why do you still not want him?! He could be so good for you!

Yan!GoldenBoy Who sits in his nice car with a pair of binoculars to make sure nothing strange is happening in your room. He’s just keeping you safe, what if someone comes around and tries to steal you?! Don’t worry, your boyfriend is here for you, he’ll protect you. Your boyfriend…god just the idea of being your boyfriend makes him hard all over again.

Yan!GoldenBoy Who doesn’t care if he has to beat the shit out of some people. Your classmate was found with a ripped open chest and a missing heart? That’s terrible babe, but he can be your lab partner now! That one annoying bitch in your class had a bullet between her eyes and her heart missing just like your classmate? How tragic! Don’t worry, you’re safe with him.

Yan!GoldenBoy Who delivers special presents to your door every time a little rat decides to try and ruin his plans. Maybe if he gifts you the hearts from his victims, you’ll let him into yours <3

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hausofneptune · 5 months

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"spicy" takes / unpopular opinions

[astro notes no. 002]

IF IT DON’T APPLY LET IT FLY. everybody’s chart is different, if you have any aspects or placements mentioned in this post that don’t resonate with you, that means the energy didn’t manifest the way that i described due to other influences in your chart (or you being delusional, idk, you decide). also, when i speak on certain signs i'm referring to their archetype and the innate energy they express. just be mindful that there's a variety of ways these energies can manifest from person to person.

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y’all stay talking about how hard scorpios have it but y’all don’t talk about the struggles capricorns face. especially capricorn moons?? have y’all ever encountered a capricorn moon that wasn’t in therapy or didn’t desperately need it??? they be facing the most insane level of emotional distress and then turn around and pick up more shifts and start studying harder like that shit finna help lmfao

the discourse surrounding 8H synastry is... odd to me. i feel like some people (specifically the tumblr/tiktok girlies) are romanticizing trauma bonding. y’all can talk about how good the sex is all y’all want, but unless you and the person involved have a good amount of self-awareness and are spiritually evolved enough (especially if y'all have your own 8H placements in your own charts), i feel like you’re just setting yourself up to be in a “toxic” relationship with somebody. it could just be my aqua venus talking, but the whole “baring your soul” to someone and developing a possessive/jealous bond with them don't sound fun to me. i would rather perish.

everyone talks about how dramatic your saturn return is but why does no one bring up how traumatic your 12H profection years are? being 23 was literally one of the most unhinged experiences i’ve ever had

i be tryna advocate for geminis because i know they’re just lil creative mercurial sponges and wanna have enough knowledge to see everything from every side… but why do some of them act like that? and you know what i mean. especially the more “unevolved” gemini placements, they be doing the most insane level of mental acrobatics and be contrarian just for the sake of being contrarian

i have to say this as an 8H moon, i understand what y’all mean when y’all say 8H, scorpio, and plutonian placements usually face a lot of vitriol from others for no reason, but honestly, some of y’all be using that as a justification for being paranoid and manipulative. operating from a place of pain, assuming that everybody is out to get you, and being hyper-vigilant of people’s intentions isn’t the type of behavior anyone should be trying to normalize. let that hurt go pookie <3

i feel like this has been spoken about before but i’ll never understand why water signs are constantly stereotyped as the emotional crybabies of the zodiac but fire signs aren’t? water signs can definitely be sensitive and existential but prominent fire placements will literally lose their mind over the smallest shit and then be cool 10 minutes later… yes i’m looking at you aries

speaking of aries, can we address the way that they’re literally the toddlers of the zodiac and very much so behave like it? idk as a pisces i have a soft spot for them, i love their childlike, carefree spirit, and the way they be throwing tantrums for fun tickles me

this note doesn’t pertain particularly to signs/placements but astrology in general. i am begging y’all (specifically the people who are newer/beginners to astrology) to use traditional studies as a starting point and to stop taking notes from these tiktoks and tumblr posts. there are astrologers on these platforms who have done the work and studied (love y'all), but there are a plethora who haven’t. i saw a post the other day where somebody said squares/oppositions don’t indicate conflict in a chart and i felt like i was losing my damn mind. i definitely recommend the astrology podcast as a starting point for beginners, chris brennan is amazing and i still find myself re-listening to a lot of his content

i talked to one of my mutuals the other day about this, but astrology is such an amazing tool, and y’all should use it for so much more than self-validation. y’all do not need to have a certain venus placement to be considered pretty. y'all do not need certain mercury or uranus placements to be considered intelligent/creative. y’all do not have to rely on [insert random asteroid here] to know what your future spouse is gonna look like, when/where y’all are gonna meet, how they’re gonna perceive you, etc. etc. etc. i understand the hype around shit like that is due to social conditioning/constructs, but there are so many more important, relevant things you can learn about yourself through astrology that don’t revolve around "aesthetics"

the girls are gonna hate me for this one, but i don’t understand the hype around lilith. and i say this as someone with a tight sextile between my sun and BML. there’s three versions of it, two of which don’t even technically exist, and then there’s a mean/true version that affects the accuracy. if anyone has more knowledge than me on the subject feel free to give me your input, because i feel like the insane amount of attention lilith gets has to do more with the whole “dark feminine archetype” trend that the tiktok/tumblr girlies love and less to do with its relevance from an astrology/astronomical lens (i feel this way about most asteroids honestly, but we’ll wake up that tea another time)

i don’t wanna get dragged so imma end this here, as always let me know if y’all have any aspects/placements mentioned and tell me how they manifest in your life/personality! and if you have any insight feel free to let me know as well. and don’t be messy. you will be blocked expeditiously. <3

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seventhemaverick · 6 months

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Astro Observations 🌱

Disclaimer: This is my first Astrology post! I tried to do this earlier this year but tumblr lagged and it deleted all of my hard work lol. But now I’ve gained the courage to give it another go! I’m not a professional astrologer. I just study it in depth when I have time. Still very much a beginner. Please be kind and if I’m misinformed let me know! If you want to repost my work please credit me. This also has personal opinions in here don’t take it too seriously babes!

🌾 I don’t typically think Leo’s and Scorpios go together romantically BUT any other relationship outside of that exudes power team. For ex: Kylie and Kris Jenner. Scorpios are known to love power and Leo’s love the spotlight! Kylie was bound to be a favorite after her « ugly duckling » phase. Kylie rolls in the dough and Kris keeps that empire going. I’ve seen many Scorpio parents with Leo kids and they really seem to love them the most lol

Let’s talk about underdeveloped placements real quick!

🌿 Having a parent that is toxic or underdeveloped and has placements that fall into your second house can obliterate your self worth. ESPECIALLY if you have planets in that house and their placements are exactly conjunct 0° or 1-3°.

🌾 If your mars sign is exactly square one of your parents mars or 1-5° orb… 🌚 take the steps to move out if you haven’t already it’s for the best.

🌿 Capricorn moons I wish I could hug all of you. You had to grow up so fast and got handed some of the worst cards. But nevertheless resilience is your middle name. As you age things will get easier if you stand on business! Integrity is key.

🌾 I know libras are known to be superficial or whatever and I’m kinda one of them lol. I literally live off of aesthetics and I typically have nice skin but when I have a massive break out? I literally want to hide until they’re gone. My stress is next level when I don’t look my best.. I’m also a Leo Venus 😅 in the tenth house at that and have cancelled plans when I look and feel shitty.

🌿 All of the air signs almost always value intellectual stimulation first from their partner. Someone they can have great rapport, banter with. Someone that’s witty and knows a wide variety of subjects or has many interests is very hot. Sagittarius is the air sign of the fire signs so I’ll loop them in on this too.

If we lost any zodiac element, it would bring chaos to the entire world.

🌾 Air brings logic and reasoning, water brings compassion and empathy, earth brings grounding and patience, fire brings passion and vitality. Life is about interconnectedness.

🌿 I remember reading a blog that the gods put the constellation of Libra in between Virgo and Scorpio because they were too much alike and it’s so true lol. Both signs can be so compulsive and it’s overwhelming from what I’ve heard from Virgo and Scorpio placements. I can also see this easy going equivalence being the case for Sagittarius being in between Scorpio and Capricorn. The benefics happy go luckies in between the malefics drained and over it.

🌾… moon 3rd house overlay is addictive especially combined with 7th/8th/12th overlays in that synastry. I don’t think I can ever do that again unless we both have it overlaying each others charts. Someone’s moon in your 3rd house, their mind fascinates you and it’s easy to communicate with them you feel seen and heard. You dream about them, you think about them all the freaking time. It is the most annoying thing because why are you taking up my brain space like that bro? I had this with someone and I still think about them it’s been over for quite some time now. Another person that’s in love with me, my moon falls into their 3rd house and they tell me how much they think about me and day dream about me. I had said issue of daydreaming with the other guy. 2/10 would not recommend unless moon person is developed.

🌿 When the moon transits your first house you’re more likely to be more emotional and make drastic changes to your physical features! When Doja Cat shaved her head the moon was transiting her first house and I literally did mine the next day when it was transiting my first house.

🌾 Opinion but I love Pisces placements they are so helpful and loving when developed. I think the underdeveloped ones are too but they expect something out of it where the developed ones are just really selfless. I’m a Pisces Stan! I have so many in my life lol I have no Pisces placements. My 5H is in Pisces lol

🌿 Degree theory is that gworl. It helps you relate to the planet and it’s placement more depending on what the degree rules. For example I was dating a Sagittarius Venus in the 9th house at the 9° and he embodied that free spirited nature of Sag Venus fr. Another example, you can be a Pisces Venus but it’s in your first house at the first degree and the way you love embodies a more aries way of loving. Fiery, passionate a bit aggressive but very deep and tender to the core.

🌾 I’ve also heard the theory of when you reach the age of certain degrees of the placements you have you unlock that placements characteristics. Something significant happens to you during that age or you might master that placement regarding the planet and house placement.

🌿 The degree of your rising sign is more than likely the age of something significant happen in your physical life/to you physically. This is tea y’all.

🌾 You most likely share placements or degrees in your chart with your siblings. My sister is a Scorpio sun, Aries rising, Virgo moon and I’m a Libra sun, Scorpio rising, Aries moon. If I was born two days earlier I would’ve been a Virgo sun and if she was born one or two days later she would’ve been a Libra moon. So I think thats pretty cool. We’re also both Venus dominant and she has a Libra stellium 💗. You really choose your family for your next life lol like that’s so crazy to me.

🌿 Ima say dis with my chest. STOP doing wrong by Saturn ruled placements!!! Saturn is ruled by Capricorn, Aquarius in traditional astrology and we cannot forget about its exalted sign in Libra. As a Libra, I receive karma with the quickness but also people that have done wrong by me their quality of life decreases and or whichever house Saturn is in their chart is deeply affected in the worst ways.. daddy Saturn don’t play bout his! Be fair and follow the golden rule. “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”

🌾 Having heavy Sagittarius placements in your chart makes you open to learn different languages or different cultures.. just always wanting to learn. Whatever house it’s in you want to master in life.

🌿 The mutables Gemini Virgo Sagittarius Pisces love their niches, they are the teachers and preachers of the zodiac.

🌾 Geminis have the gift of gab more than any other zodiac. Sagittarius could possibly go toe to toe with them

🌿 If anyone ever tries to degrade you for studying astrology and eggs you on to prove this practice to be true, get their birth info and read them their Chiron sign and house placement. Hit ‘em where it hurts!

🌾 Scorpio and Libra placements are usually the generational trauma breakers of their family. Honorable mention- Saturns children, Capricorn and Aquarius

🌿 An undeveloped Capricorn placement that enters your life is literally satan reincarnated to torture you for whatever you did wrong in your past life. And I (if u were raised around Christianity) believe Jesus was a Pisces/Aries! I can argue about this all day! In tarot Capricorn rules the devil! Like hellooooo

🌾 Sixth house/Virgo placements are pretty good at taking care of pets and plants. They feel the most sane around nature and animals.

🌿 Personal planets harmoniously aspected to Neptune make the person seem very angelic like. Very soft souls, earth angels. Hard aspects have people having an even more distorted projection of you.

🌾 Personal planets harmoniously aspected or not to Uranus gives you that shock factor some people will be repelled and some people will be very intrigued.

🌿 Aries placements especially sun and moon are really loyal! I’m talking mostly platonically. Once they see you as their person they are truly ride or die.

🌾 Cancer placements can be one of the most loving and giving when developed. Some spiteful mfs when underdeveloped omg.

🌿 I realize cancer placement women get treated with the cutest romantic gestures. I think they lovers want to do these things for them because they give off ethereal or princess vibes but they’re also real nasty in the sheets lol

🌾 Cancers don’t really get a bad rep even when they do shady things. For example: Selena Gomez when she dated Abel even tho she was cool with Bella was super weird. And I think a lot of people forgot how Kevin hart cheated on his wife like it was nothing lol. Ariana grande with the donuts and now the Ethan thing chileee. It’s like they get a second of backlash and then everyone adores them again lol.

🌿 Having a grand trine in your chart can make you so damn lazy in the houses those planets/figures are in 🥹🥲. It’s crazy cuz that talent(s) will come natural to you and you’ll over look it! Please don’t.

🌾 Grand squares are TOUGH but it pushes you to break cycles and overcome so much in your life. Same with t-squares

🌱 Astrology is really a map. It shows you which path you can take and where you can end up when you include discernment and discipline into your daily life. It’s never an excuse to behave the way you do. Ultimately it helps us reach our most aligned and enlighten self! I hope you all enjoyed. 🌱

Idk why I can’t figure out how to delete this question thing so let’s do a cute lil questionnaire!

#astro notes #astro observations #astrology #astrology observations #degree theory #scorpio #libra

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rel124c41 · 16 days

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VISCERA. floyd leech

Held in Floyd’s hand is a single fish fork. It incandesces like a lamp, and when you blink, the contour is burnt on your inner eyelids. “Can I taste you?” OR; Floyd is trying and failing to confess to Mostro Lounge's new line-cook.

tags: cooking, not actually unrequited love, courting rituals, cannibalistic thoughts, developing relationships, food as a metaphor for love, blood kink, first kiss, wingman jade, underage smoking, culinary crucible (twst), they're sooo in love ur honor

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You do not like the look in Azul’s eyes. To be frank, you do not think you have once seen a favorable expression on the roulette wheel of masks Azul Ashengrotto wears. So, backtracking, you have never liked the look in Azul’s eyes (even more so now).

This one you have seen before: right at the point where the words ‘I heard if someone makes a deal with you, you’ll grant any wish’ fell from your mouth when you wanted to snip anemones off Grim, Deuce, and Ace’s heads.

Originally, you did not have the drive to save all two hundred and twenty-five students. Only those three. Even with the title Prefect, you could have cared less about NRC’s student body until Azul sought to amp up the risk and reward. You accepted his offer for thrill and entertainment, loving the taste of it.

Now, you stand in the VIP room with that similar atmosphere perfuming the air. Old paper and pen ink, the scent of an odious deal about to be struck. You challenge Azul’s self-assured look with an equally authoritative simmer. Your expressions size each other up like claymores on a battlefield. Azul is the first one to break first. He raises a hand and says, “Jade. Floyd. You are dismissed.” He even sends away his reinforcements in this warfare.

Leaving himself vulnerable like that? … No, backtrack again, Azul is far from a vulnerable student.

“Aw, but I wanna hear her answer!”

“Come now, Floyd. We shall be made aware of their decision at a later time.”

“No fun Azul.” Still, the door closes behind the twins. Now, it is just you and Azul alone. Like two shipwrecked survivors in a rowing boat. You are sure he knows you will go for the jugular upon the sight or scent of blood.

He gestures towards the space between you two, two sofas and a table. “Prefect, why don’t –”

“I’ll stand.”

Ah, Azul thinks fondly, that callousness that managed to ensnare one of Octavinelle’s slipperiest and mischievous fish. Still. A knot forms in Azul’s cheek in vexation. Your audacity and Azul’s are matched up so evenly that he almost wonders if you two share the same Zodiac sign.

“So be it.”

You cross your arms as Azul continues. “A talent of yours has been brought to my attention. I was hoping that we could discuss it peacefully,” his blue eyes narrow, taking your stone-like stature, “without any hostility … But, no matter, it is still worth discussing.”

“I thought the Ramshackle dorm is the only asset of mine that has value.” Your posture shifts, straightening. “If it has to Aduece or Grim, you can forget it.”

“Aduece …? Um, no, nothing of the sort. It is strictly something brought to my attention during –”

There is this thing about Octavinelle. More like Octavinelle’s atmosphere. It clings in the air like a heavy candle scent, suctioning itself to the wallpaper, aquarium tank glass panels, and each stitch of the Octavinelle uniform. Something that stalks like a shark. It is a presence you label: viscera.

A stomach and intestines is a viscera and a viscera is a stomach and intestines. You feel if you ever drop your armor around Octavinelle, gastrointestinal acid will come to consume you. The jaws tunneling down to the belly of Jonah’s whale is just a show of weakness away. It is why you act so callous now.

You always try to keep yourself schooled in the trio’s presence. “--During the Culinary Crucible.” And with that, viscera returns to you when those words leave Azul’s mouth. You feel like you just drank spoiled milk. Before he can accuse you of anything, you speak.

“You were one of my judges. I hope you aren’t going to make a baseless acquisition like food-poisoning. Remember, two other people ate what I served you.”

“I also remember, quite clearly, that you were one of the four students able to get a perfect score of thirty.”

Spoiled milk is too weak of a rotten flavor. You feel like you have just dug into a garbage bin and picked the last mold-crusted food item, all the way at the bottom of the barrel, sponging up all other rotten seasonings. To have something of yours peak Azul's interest again … it is not a nice taste. You are quick to shut down what you know has probably already been formulating in Azul’s head.

“Dumb luck. Floyd also got a perfect score.” Him, Trey, Jamil, and yourself.

“You seem to forget I was one of your judges too. I thought you had a more effective memory than that, Prefect.”

Floyd getting a perfect score could be more closely aligned to dumb luck than you. Which is not to say it was dumb luck. Nonetheless, stars and planets happened to align as Floyd was in a good mood while cooking and Jade was a judge out of three others; it just happened. Your food though? Azul runs a restaurant. He can taste experience and talent on the edge of a fork.

Coupled with your experience and talent, you are not an ignorant individual either. Which is why you sit down, imaging that this conversation is going to drag. You ignore Azul’s smile.

Elbows on knees, you drill in, “So, what? You want me to replicate a meal for you? Getting the twins to drag me here is a bit excessive for another bite of lamb and oysters.”

“I would rather monopolize that talent beyond just one simple meal. You’re thinking too small, Prefect.”

“You’re thinking too big.”

You really wish you had magic, just to reverse time. Even if you were a mage, you doubt you would even have the skill to master such a complex spell. But, you would master it. To reverse time and find a way to get a different judge not named Azul Ashengrotto. The line-up for your judges at the Culinary Crucible was three housewardens: Riddle Rosehearts, Kalim Al-Asim, and Azul Ashengrotto. Grim had panicked at the trio, thinking both of you would be losing your elective credit. As always, you took the reins and got you both out of the whale’s stomach before digestion.

“I was thinking: the fruits of your talents are quite wasted. Who do you cook for? That ungrateful cat-beast has no refined palate; he would eat table scraps if presented to him. Ace and Deuce, neither of them are grateful for the meals you must provide. You are surely underappreciated.”

“Wow, you clearly don’t think at all.” You eye a section of the VIP room in exasperation, close enough to the eye-roll you desperately want to do. “You think – what? – I don’t get enough thank you’s and I’m suddenly going to do what exactly?”

Azul almost deflates. It is surprising how easy you can sometimes manage to get him that way. He chooses to straighten a few pencils on his desk as a means to straighten and iron out the imperfections of his approach. Glasses tilted down, Azul answers, “I mean no offense to your friends. But, I think you are not getting proper payment. No, that I know.”

“Unbelievable.” You tsk, falling into the embrace of the seat. “You think the world runs on money.”

“Does it not?”

“...”

“Your silence tells me all I need to know.”

“You want me to work at the Lounge, don’t you?”

“Yes. A much better use of your talents, don’t you think?”

In your head, you imagine the taste of umami takoyaki. A cleaver is raised with the vindication of a French guillotine; when judgment falls, it hits the thick part of Azul’s upper arm. Which would be more ironic: selling Azul’s body parts or eating them?

Below you, your foot taps on the wooden floor. A restless rabbit pittering that gives the housewarden some insight into your otherwise stone expression. Azul must be so certain that you are thinking of throwing in the towel right then and there. Really, you are thinking of Ruggie. Ruggie and the Intra-school Competition. For that time briefly, he had worked in Mostro Lounge, wearing his ceremony robes.

You and Ruggie are very close, lesser than the trio you had dubbed your own, but still more than your other first-years. So one day, he regaled you with the story of working for Azul Ashengrotto just to fill up talking space.

The situation of the broken glass and Floyd’s moodiness. The situation of the kitchen lacking people and Azul having to send servers into the back to help cook. Those are two factors you really have to roll around in your head. You do not like to be rushed and you are wary of Floyd’s penduluming moods.

Though Ruggie has a positive outlook of the rewards he reaps from that time, you do not think you can handle working in Mostro Lounge. You squeeze by with the money you make. However, “You pay well?”

“I assure you will have proper compensation for your labor.”

“Could you stop being scummy and just tell me the hourly rate?”

“For your skills – if they aren’t dumb luck – you’re looking at twenty-eight per hour.”

You know what? The world really does run on money.

While not an expert at mental math, even you know that with just a twenty hour work week, that kind of money would shift the motion of your boat, put more wind under your sails. Monetary motivation is perhaps the most powerful thing in the world.

Expression still schooled, you contemplate it. Accepting this … you imagine yourself tiny, using a tongue as a diving-board into a devilish pit of gnashing teeth and churning tentacles. Right into the belly of the beast. The conjured up image makes you want to shudder. Instead, your soft enamels move and your tongue articulates, “I’m gonna need smoke breaks every two hours.”

Oddly enough, out of all the times you pressed him, this one catches Azul by visible surprise. “Sm-Smoke breaks? … why, I suppose that is acceptable.” That is far from unreasonable, surprising but not unreasonable. “I’m glad that we could come to –”

“And I’m going to need more time to even consider it. That isn’t a yes. I’m outlining terms.”

“Perfectly fine. I was actually going to outline this,” you and Azul lock eyes. “Just in case what I tasted was dumb luck, in a week, I wanted you to return to Mostro Lounge during closing hours. You’ll cook a meal for three judges again, myself included. Then, this conversation will become serious.”

“I will not sign a contract.”

“This is employment; no contract is required. You labor – cook. I pay. Such is the usual transaction of jobs.”

Despite the feeling of a tongue slimming itself across your spine and teeth nibbling on your toes like garra rufa, you think that does not sound too devastating.

A week passes; you decide to keep your discussion with Azul concealed to yourself. There is this epidemic going around NRC called the lost art of keeping a secret. You decide for your mental well-being that you will wait for a week to pass, serve your meal to Azul and two other mysterious persons, and then, spill your guts to Ace, Deuce, and Grim.

You have a close call though, guts almost prematurely ripped from your abdomen. The familiar feeling of teeth on your jugular creeps up onto you in the cafeteria. Fingers agile, you press your plastic fork into another’s jugular and greet him, “Hi Floyd.”

Held hostage by your plastic fork dug into his throat, Floyd smiles and cheers, “Shrimpyyy! Thought I could surprise you this time.”

“Nah, not fast enough. Next time though.” You smile sweetly..

You do not hate Floyd Leech. Though, he is far from your favorite student. The label of friendship does not really fit on him (despite the fact he thinks the opposite). Out of everyone in Octavinelle, the presence of viscera glues itself to him. Carnivorous teeth coupled with his predator adroitness screams belly of the beast to you.

Which is why you fend him off with a plastic fork.

“Hehehe, next time then,” Floyd grins. He leans in, uncaring of how plastic folds on his pallid throat. “Azul-y told me that ya remembered I got a perfect score.”

For a second, you have no idea what he is talking about. You share a grand amount of two classes with Floyd; you do not remember him getting perfect marks in either subjects. Until it dawns on you, that far-off conversation with Azul, the Culinary Crucible. For some reason, your neck feels warm as if you should not have made that observation; like noticing Floyd’s perfect score is a rude thing to do. “Ah. Yeah, I did. Good job again.”

Floyd laughs; you feel the noise through the connection of fork and skin, finally lowering it at the sensation. “Shrimpy did pretty good too. Ya gonna cook me something sometime? Not fair that Azul is the only one who got to taste your cookin’.”

You lower your voice to a suspicious whisper as a thought dawns on you. “... Hey, why does Azul need me working there if you cook so good?”

Unlike Azul, you had not been mystified by food at the Culinary Crucible. During the entire ordeal of being transported to a tropical beach via book, Floyd had cooked at the abandoned cottage. You had been amazed by his skills, gorging yourself on the delicious spread.

His eyes shift up to the left, avoiding your slight interrogation. Almost hiding something. “Eeeh, I don’t know. Azul’s always complainin’ even though he can barely cook. His food is super boring; Shrimpy’s probably tastes better.”

“Talk to Azul about it. I’m sure it can be – Grim, paws off my food.” You brandish your makeshift fork-slash-claymore at your little beast.

“Ah, but I want Shrimpy to cook for me because they wanna.”

“Heh, yeah,” you trail off, unsure of how to respond to that. Mostly failing to come up with a response because you cannot see a possibility of that ever happening. “Like I said, um, Azul.” And that is all you really can articulate because, that’s a cool thought but I can’t see myself cooking for him.

Besides; to you, love is an ingredient stored in the kitchen. And, to you, love is about finding people to be in the kitchen with. Your philosophies do not synchronize with your feelings with Floyd Leech.

“Mmm,” Floyd hums, dissatisfied with your answer. He watches you place your fork down; glances at Baby Seal who has been watching this go down (Ace and Deuce still in the cafeteria line). “Guess I’ll just have to wait to taste Shrimpy’s cookin’ on Sunday, hehe. Caaan’t wait!”

“What’s on Sunday? –”

“I suppose you will. Bye for now, Floyd,” you interrupt Grim.

“See ya, Shrimpy.” He leaves you with a peace-sign.

Slowly, the feeling of being slobbered on like a squeak-toy in a dog’s mouth ebbs. The indent of teeth loosen with each step that Floyd takes, rejoining Jade and Azul outside the cafeteria entrance. When Ace asks what that is all about, you threaten him too with your plastic fork. Sometimes, a girl has business of her own to take care of, your fork emphasizes to the trio. Thus, you manage to keep it secret despite hiccups.

Eventually, Floyd’s statement does come to fruition. Because like you said, a week has passed. On Sunday, he gets to taste your cooking because: “I didn’t know you two were the other judges.”

“Aw, not excited to see us,” Floyd asks with a fake frown. He is leaning over your shoulder, hands in his pockets, and looking far too much like a vulture.

“Did you honestly expect someone else,” Jade asks, following you inside.

Despite the fact they were assigned to guide you in, you take up the front and walk with purpose into the stomach. Mostro Lounge has finally closed and you trudge into it, yawning. Sections of blue lighting twist up the ceiling like a tunneling rib-cage. When blue gleams on Jade’s smile, more importantly on his teeth, you think of viscera.

Rolling your shoulder, you reply, “Guess I didn’t put much thought into it.”

“At least, you came prepared with some strategy. I imagine that must have taken up priority in your mind.”

“Not at all.” The toothpick clenched in your teeth wobbles with your words. Floyd giggles happily; his contagious high-pitched giggle has you fighting back a smile. You manage to knock the mirth away when yours and Azul’s eyes collide. “You two will just have to see if I’m as good as he claims. Isn’t that right, Azul?”

“Seriously, Prefect, did you come here with zero preparation?”

“I was busy with schoolwork. Piss off.”

Azul lets out a tired sigh. You shuffle in front of him, body like the condiments in a sandwich between six-foot-one eel-mer-shaped bread. “So, I’m assuming this is going to be more or less like the Culinary Crucible. I’ll cook, you three will judge. Sounds simple enough.”

“Yes, that is the gist of it. Floyd, if you will.”

“Here ya go, Shrimpy.”

In front of you is Floyd’s hat turned upside down like a beached turtle. Inside lie about twenty or so folded slips of paper. The eel-mer uses the proximity to touch his bicep to yours. So moving that hand off the point of contact, you reach in. “Cioppino with mussels,” you read from the paper. “That’s relatively an easy meal … Give me another slip of paper.”

“But, why?” Azul questions.

“But I’m not going to cook unless I have a challenge,” you say. Over your shoulders, Floyd grins wide at your words almost as if in agreement.

“Now,” Jade pushes your hand back into the hat before you can unfold the second slip of paper. “While I may understand your reasoning, it is quite late. We delegated to write down meals that could be cooked in under an hour. All of them are easy.”

“C’mon, let Shrimpy pick another, Jade.”

“Floyd.”

“Fiiine.”

“Fiiine,” you whine in a matching tone, looking at the Nunito font spelling out the meal you have to make. You frown when realizing you and Floyd accidentally matched up. Before anything can be said, you direct a question at Azul, “Can I listen to music? They didn’t let me at the Culinary Crucible.”

“Of course. However you wish to go about artistic expression, don’t let me stop that.”

“Thanks.”

From the closed door, the sound of guitar that more closely resembles the sound of a chainsaw starts up, horridly grating. Like a surgeon orchestrating with his tools of carnage. Commencing this operatic butchery of a feast. Body and blood.

Loitering, you start to thumb an unheard beat on the bakery box in hand. In your mouth, a toothpick swings up and down and tumbles left to right like a gymnast. Students file past you to enter the classroom you are waiting by and … ugh, why is this taking so long!

Quickly and a bit peeved, you check your phone. You and him agreed upon this time before Defense Magic class could start. The bell should ring in about five minutes and he should have been here five minutes ago.

Glancing into the open doorway where a long fighting platform and multiple seats await, you consider just leaving it on his desk. If you do that then you can still make it to your next class … you are just about to jump in to fluidly join the swimming crowd walking in the class when —

“SHRIMPY!!!”

The toothpick in your mouth breaks into splinters, guillotined by your teeth.

Cradling fallen wooden bits in your hand, you look up at Floyd with an expression that is beyond peeved. It does little to deter him. Hands in his pockets and brother shoulder to shoulder with him, Floyd stalks over to you energetically, grinning wide.

“Hello Prefect.”

“You switchin’ to a second year class, little shrimp? Defense Magic gets a bit rowdy, hehe.”

“Hi Jade. Hi Floyd. No, I’m waiting for someone right now.”

“Aw, Shrimpy, ya miss me that much?”

“If you were so eager to see us before your first day at the Lounge, you only need to say so, Prefect.”

Oh, backtracking, you got the job. Another perfect score of thirty. You start later this afternoon … that is all normal and expected.

There is this odd thing that has been bugging you though. After you had presented the dishes, toweling down your hands and asking for a smoke break, you came back to see: Jade ate the entire meal, scraping the plate clean like a suctioning tube; Azul ate but left a reasonable amount of leftovers that were both alternatively acceptable to trash or save; Floyd took a few careful nibbles then left the rest untouched. Guess I’ll just have to wait to taste Shrimpy’s cookin’ on Sunday, hehe. Caaan’t wait! Such untrue words. Why even say something like that if he would just pick at it like a finicky child?

It seems Floyd never has a long-lasting objective.

Holding the bakery box with one hand, you reach in your pocket to discard your broken toothpick and grab a new one. As you do, Floyd folds cursory arms over your head, leaning over you like a bar-table to talk to his brother.

“Caaan’t believe it; Shrimpy’s big day in the ocean blue starts today.”

“Yes, I’m sure it will be quite interesting.”

“All that delicious food … I should show her how to make takoyaki.”

“Now, Floyd, she must follow along with the orders placed.”

“Aw, boooring.”

“Who's gonna be training me?”

“I believe Azul designated the job to Floyd.”

“Aha ha, hear that Shrimpy? We get to hang out all night tonight~” Floyd leans in a way that you can see his wide, visceral grin.

A human has a set of thirty-two made of enamel and root cementum. Omnivorous with molars in the back for plants along with incisors and canines in the front for meat. Floyd has a set of forty-two teeth. Quite unlike humans, his teeth are made of cartilage – a human body could never adapt to safely chew with cartilage-made teeth. Floyd’s teeth shine in a glass-esque glow.

And: “you got something in your teeth” you say to him, pointing to your own mouth. Because there is a medium-sized piece of something wedged between his glimmering teeth.

“Huh?”

You watch him momentarily jam a fingernail in his mouth, trying to find whatever you are pointing out. And completely missing the mark too. He is so annoying. It is on the bottom row of teeth, not the top, you seethe.

“Ugh, let me.”

Downward, the bakery box finds the floor. Instead of just one, you shake two bamboo toothpicks out of your pack. One flips easily into your mouth and the other pirouettes between middle and index. By the lapel of his incorrectly put on jacket, you pull Floyd down to your height. “It’s not even in your top row of teeth,” you scold. “Open.”

Your command is ignored. It surprisingly seems like Floyd will never open his mouth again. Tight-lipped and staring, his mismatched eyes look at you like you have suddenly grown an extra head. Then, a slow mounting blush grows on his face that peaks at crimson. Hell, the whites of his eyes almost glow when backdropped by the flush on his face.

Did the temperature spike or something? You are at a comfortable temperature. It is certainly odd – your train of thought ends when Jade checks behind you, “My, how scandalous. And right in the middle of the hallway too. I never thought of you as such an audacious person, (Name).”

“Huh?” You raise an unamused eyebrow at Jade. Your own toothpick in mouth tilts down in ire. “You know what, forget it. Look stupid the rest of the day.”

Serves you right for trying to help … stupid twins.

“Wh – Wait! I’ll open my mouth!” Floyd’s tongue lolls out.

Ah, it seems the temperature has spiked. This is why you try not to interact with Octavinelle and all their consuming ways. And because! “Your fucking teeth! Dude, I just need to see your teeth!” Jade’s laughter grows in volume.

Eventually, a bit pissy that this has become a whole ordeal, you manage to get the piece out of Floyd’s teeth. Both of you share a bit of warmth on your faces.

The toothpick is flicked into the trash inside the Defense Magic classroom. You want to forget all about this interaction already.

“Thanks Shrimpy. You’re a lifesaver!” Floyd gives a big, boyish grin, all forty-two of his teeth cleaned. Pink is still a sandstorm dusting on his cheeks.

You look away from Floyd with a twitch in your cheek. Finally – “Ruggie!” The hyena’s ears twitch on the top of his head. You pick up the bakery box of donuts from the ground and meet him halfway. “You’re late,” but you scold Ruggie with a smile rather than a frown.

“Sorry, Leona had me running an impromptu errand. Work never ends.”

“Oh, I know what you mean.”

And you and Ruggie share a bone-deep sigh, despite smiling, that only Leona’s and Crowley’s errand-runner could possibly sympathize with on equal footing.

“Well, payment as arranged,” you say, going to hand Ruggie his payment when – “Jade!”

“Oya, was this the person you were waiting for, Prefect?”

“Yes, now give that back.”

“You said this was payment? What an unusual transaction. I wonder what it could be for.” He opens up the bakery box. Six different types of donuts stare back at him.

You stare right alongside them. You would rather not have him or his brother knowing that you get study guides from Ruggie. In exchange for them, you bake Ruggie donuts and other sweets. Information like that would be valuable to Azul. You remember Deuce, Grim, and Ace taking study guides from Azul in November; you are smart enough to make deals with less odious individuals.

You can even imagine what Jade would say upon learning you require help in your classes, “My brother and I would be happy to tutor you, Prefect.” Why Jade includes his brother when trying to interact with you, you will never know. You doubt Floyd could sit still for one math equation.

“Keep wondering,” then, you retrieve the bakery box from Jade with a huffing puff.

Yet before you can even give Ruggie his payment, an arm hooks around your neck in a chokehold. Gasping startled, you look up to see Floyd’s fluorescent smile hanging above you like the moon on a riverbank. Yet when he speaks, he does not look at you.

“See ya tonight, Shrimpy?”

“Um … yeah.”

“‘Kay Shrimpy! Hehehe!”

As you walk off, you rub your neck wondering what that was all about.

You are prepared like someone might put the finishing touches on a cake. Azul gives you your Octavinelle hat and apron while Jade explains how they go about business. A slip of paper from Jade tells you the connection between abbreviations and meals.

“But if you have any questions on what a certain abbreviation stands for, Floyd will assist you.” You then asked why you would need help; they all personally tasted how capable you were at making meals. Abbreviations are relatively easy to understand too. Jade simply laughed before opening two swinging doors to the kitchen. A tongue lolls out and on the beastly carpet, Floyd stands, dressed up in cooking attire rather than waiter attire.

“Have fun you two,” are the words Jade leaves you with an hour or so ago, standing in the whale’s guts. Fun? You think Floyd is having the most fun out of the two of you because –

Blood hits the floor and soaks into the linoleum. Little stardust sprinkles of red between both of your awestruck bodies. Each droplet holds such a weight that you are almost surprised that the red splatter does not start burning holes through the floor like stomach acid.

Floyd is bent over like he has chronic stomach pain. Teal hair covers his face as he shudders. Backtracking, he was looking at you a minute ago. Pestering you, he had tried to change what you were making. You were not dealing with that. (A knife suddenly falls in the path of Floyd’s hand.

“Please keep your filthy hand to your side of the kitchen.”

“That just makes me wanna touch your side more, Shrimpy.”

“Then, you must also not be fond of your fingers. Unexpected but nothing I cannot work with. A pinch of seasoning and I’m sure even you will be easy to swallow.”

“I have something else you could – FUCK!”)

Now, Floyd is bleeding all over the floor. The metallic stench has you squirming.

Oh, I am getting fired. Or, squeezed. Or, Ace and Deuce are going to find my drowned dead body. The dumpster fire of thought explodes like an atomic bomb when Floyd’s head lifts up. The grin on his face splits from ear to ear. All forty-two teeth catching the light a certain way. Forget all that! I’m going to be eaten alive!! The thought runs a strangely pleasant shiver up your spine.

Is money worth this stress? Because you are dealing with parts of yourself that you do not want to address.

It is the day after and Floyd is staring enraptured at his palm.

Perhaps English language cannot house the absolute devotion that Floyd stares at his palm with; however, Jade believes enraptured is one-fourth close enough given language’s constrictions. His twin brother looks at the innards of his hand with the same expression when he saw fireworks for the first time or experienced the sight of red for the first time. Looking at it like it is the first time he has seen his palm. It is because something new lies on his palm. A new difference between Floyd and himself as identical twins.

Scheming, Jade decides he wants to poke at that wound. So, tearing paper off his notepad, he leaves the pending order with one of the kitchen staff and does not pick up the tray designated for him. Pocketing work, Jade slithers over to the bar.

With his non-dominant right hand, Floyd starts to trace the innard of his palm. That look of enrapturement is so strong now. As if he is only happy when observing that plane of skin. It even changes his eyes, speckles of their natural bioluminescence floating in them. Enraptured so deeply like black-hole is sucking him in.

“Did you happen to forget you have five fingers?” That does not work. Still leaning on the countertop, Floyd glides his hand contently on his palm. “Happen to be missing home?”

That knocks Floyd out of his stupor. “Huh?” On the other side of the countertop, Jade stands at the most empty bar, because customers seem to recognize they aren’t going to get a drink from such a distracted Floyd. Jade smiles politely.

“You are staring at your hand as if you’re trying to will your fins back.”

Jade suspects there is more to it. And he is proven correct when Floyd tights his dominant hand into a fist. The blood-lamp in his eyes dim just a bit, growing timid … no, his brother is acting shy right now? Mumbled into Floyd’s shoulder when he turns away: “I’s nothin’.”

Oh, this is going to be fun. Teeth on display, Jade interrogates, “With that look, I wholeheartedly doubt such a statement. And you are retreating like a pitiful hermit crab right now.”

“Fuck off.”

“(Name) happens to have the day off. I happen to wonder if that has any correlation, with this sudden hand-staring. Did your hands happen to touch, going for the same ingredient?”

“I happen to wonder how many punches it’ll take till ya have a black eye.”

“Fufufufu. To think that all your efforts to get her attention and employed here; and she ends up cutting you on her first day.”

Floyd’s mood lightens. A lovey-dovey sigh escapes him. “I know. Ain’t she perfect~”

You found out only two weeks into your employment that you were getting paid more than ninety percent of the staff.

(One of your fellow line-cooks spit out of his drink when he heard you mumble under your breath during lunch rush, “twenty-eight dollars per hour, twenty-eight dollars per hour, twenty-eight –” like a momentary mantra to convince yourself to not stress too much. Apparently you are getting paid forteen more dollars than the average kitchen staff. You do not get to speculate with him why. Azul comes rushing in, scolding anyone who does not have a hundred and one percent of their attention on their work station.

When you ask Floyd about it, he becomes uncharacteristically less fidgety than normal. How juxtaposing. People that are put-off usually squirm but Floyd goes comatose-like when bothered.) You have decided to drop it since then; why look a gifted horse in the mouth?

The money is such a darling incentive to come into work that you have yet to miss a single shift. At least, it is never boring. Not that you think Floyd would allow you to wilt in the industrial-ness of cooking in a restaurant instead of tender, domestic cooking. You two manage to have this weird mixture of fun and prodding.

And when a customer puts in an order for lobsters, you are not going to waste the opportunity.

“I’ll think I’ll name him Floyd 2,” you say, holding up the crustacean. Twitching antennas wave at you when his rubber-band claws cannot. Floyd glances at you out of the corner of his eye, golden iris like a supernova star. Just as he goes to talk, you drop Floyd 2 into the pot of boiling water. “Whoops.”

“Shrimpyyy.”

“My hand slipped,” you smile.

“Why’s Shrimpy so callous all the time? Ya got a hard shell just like this lobster. Look.” A blackish-orange, uncooked lobster is shoved in your face as you laugh.

“What do you even mean?”

“You’re a real serious type like Azul. But you were all giggles when you and Sea Otter were riding on my back over Winter Break. You danced really funny at the banquet.”

“I dance funny?”

“Yeah, like this,” Floyd starts to shimmy the lobster back and forth. You take it from him with a smile, dropping it into your pot. All four lobsters boiling, you switch your attention to cutting up the appetizer salads by your station. “Ya doing anything after work, Shrimpy?”

“Just going to Ruggie’s Spelldrive practice tonight.”

“You should come to one of my practices, Shrimpy. Way cooler than Spelldrive.”

Your knife falls on the midpoint of five or so slices of washed lettuce. Glancing up, you see as Floyd washes the rest of the vegetables, he is oddly still. His bandaged left hand clenches around the handle. Usually, he taps a rhythm to the side of the sieve.

That is really odd because his voice is so light and carefree. But you can dissect his body language.

“No way, Spelldrive is so cool. You used magic to control the disc but it’s exactly like football.” Your world already had basketball, but Spelldrive is an entirely new thing.

“What’s football?”

“Ah, nevermind,” but Floyd presses for more answers with a smile. “It’s the same as the rules of Spelldrive. Instead of using brooms, you run. And, the control that the players have on their magic plus the second and third years who ride brooms are super impressive. The level of mastery is … on another level!”

Floyd’s face twists at that. “It’s just ridin’ a broom. Ain’t so hard.”

“I thought you, your brother, and Azul were bad at riding brooms. Y’know, sea legs and all that.”

“I’m waaay better than those two.”

“Whatever you say,” you dismiss the conversation just as you slide the cut lettuce into two bowls. You want to drop the conversation and work on the next entree. Floyd does not share that sentiment.

Shaking water out of the sieve, he whines, “Spelldrive’s so boooring. It just a bunch of guys throwin’ around a disk.”

“And basketball is just a bunch of guys passing around a ball.”

“C’mon Shrimpyyy.”

“I guess I could make the time to attend one practice.” Floyd lights up at that. Evangelical light shines in his mouth. Something boils over in you like the stove’s temperature has been turned up.

You are being eaten alive. It is not so bad.

However, backtracking, it starts with kisses.

Whoever is kissing you – crowding above you like a nebulous night sky and draping each warm star finger on the cold surface of your face, mandible to cheekbone – has never kissed anyone before. And it is surprisingly endearing to you. Having to guide the night to properly understand kissing is not biting. Tentatively having to pinch or pull hair when a tongue ventures too far down your throat or a pair of needle teeth bite too hard on your lips. This is how it starts.

Happiness is like the calcium in your bones. You are awfully pleased to be kissing this pair of midnight lips. Speed of kissing escalates and deescalates in intervals; sometimes, the two of you press into each other like you are afraid one of you will leave come morning before falling into slow pecks like time has suddenly become infinite.

In this anonymous kissing, you lie happy on some hard, uncomfortable surface. But with how elevated you feel, it feels like a cloud is cradling your body. Euphoria is a well-versed painkiller.

Peppermint burns your nostrils as the face above you gasps. Ah, despite how you had been chiding off teeth on your lips, you are the one that actually breaks skin. Three pupils of blood fall on your closed lips. Your sheepish tongue pokes out and licks red rain away. Blood falls into the sizzling grill of your mouth and you gasp in response.

Taste is categorized into five groups. This tastes like a sixth. Suddenly, all other tastes pale in comparison. The revelation makes you shudder, each bone vibrating.

You never want to taste anything else. You will never pick up a cigarette if you get to taste this again.

The taste gradually dims when the face finally pulls away, revealing who you are kissing. “Floyd?” Spherical blood sits, a tiny cherry, on the middle of his bottom lip. He blushes like he is sunburnt by your attentive eyes. Before you can ask why he is kissing you, Floyd leans back, sitting on his haunches.

You two are laid on a table. The table stretches so far out into the distance that it enters a void. Behind Floyd, it shrinks down until it blurs away; when you tilt your head back, it fades due to distance. The range of your eyesight cannot comprehend the length of the surface.

Everything else is swallowed and lost to the chewing void. When you tilt your head left and right, tenebrous ebon greets you like a wall. Your eyes are magnetized to the only light source now that Floyd’s lips are too far away to kiss.

Held in Floyd’s hand is a single fish fork. It incandesces like a lamp, and when you blink, the contour is burnt on your inner eyelids.

Puffy, swollen lips move to speak but Floyd beats you to the punch. Out of his mouth falls an even sweeter palate beyond his blood. Your real name – in his voice, nasally, a bit lightfully high-pitched, a bit annoying and a bit liberating – on his tongue, pronounced and said with a hefty weight.

“(Name).”

“Yeah?” You answer, breathless from kisses and that word.

“Can I taste you?”

You think back to how each of you were feasting on each other in your liplock, a sudden amorous meal.

“Yeah.”

Instead of him leaning down, the fish fork in Floyd’s hand starts to move. Your eyes track it with intrigue. Beyond the valley of your chest, you are caught off guard seeing your button-up undone and open like wings. Into an abyss known as the midline sternotomy, Floyd’s fish fork digs in.

A dog-esque whimper falls from your lips. The toes of your right foot curl behind Floyd when you feel a fork scraping past rib bones. Three prongs pierce convulsing muscle tissue. Lithe fingers twist the utensil. Arousal coats like goosebumps on your flesh as a section of you is taken. Eyelids half mast, you watch Floyd bring the red fork to his lips. A section of still-beating, still-drumming muscle disappears into his mouth.

This is more intense than the kissing, that you wake up on fire.

The fire is metaphorical but the engrossing heat that blankets your entire body is not. In Ramshackle’s bed, you kick awake breathlessly. The pillow you were squeezing gives a wheeze of pain when you hug it to yourself tighter. Propping yourself on your elbows, blinking away a dream, you groan. “Oh fuuuck no.” In your chest, your tell-tale heart pounds.

You fall right back on the embrace of your pillow as it mimics the feel of a lover’s chest. Silk and the fire in your face collide in a burn. As chunks of your dream expand or delete away, you consider the heavy weight of … everything.

Floyd.

Floyd was eating your heart. Your face smolders on your pillow – you refuse to dwell on the implications of that.

You dwell on the implications, almost ruminating. In your quad-'apartment stomach, the rumen and reticulum digests the dream, the omasum allows the dream to filter into your bloodstream, and the abomasum finishes up your dream analysis. You metaphorically puke in your own mouth the entire morning, ruminating.

When the taste becomes too much, you hunt down Jade.

Stalking halls with eyes and nose trained for locating only him. And when you do, you do not busy yourself with the subtlety of a prowl. You launch right in on the attack. Stabbing him with a question even though he has a forkful of something in his mouth, “What’s Floyd’s deal?”

Caught off guard, Jade blinks at you. It is rare for such a blank look to cross his face that you are almost unnerved. Then, he pulls the fork from his mouth, chewing and dabbing his mouth with his napkin. “I’m afraid I don’t quite know what you mean. My brother and Azul are not under contract.”

“Not a real deal – ugh, Jade, you know what I mean.”

Sharpened teeth make a beastly smile. A shiver tiptoes up your spine like a spider.

Turning back to his meal, Jade brushes off your response with, “Vagueness is one step away from misunderstanding. You should clarify for your own sake.”

He lifts up his fork and your eyes fall to the cafeteria table. Right now, you are on a fake bathroom break during astrology. Azul and Floyd have lunch together while Jade has a separate lunch. It is the perfect time to strangle information out of him, and, like a good predator, you should not waste time on prowling or stalking but –

“I don’t understand how you can eat like that and remain that skinny.”

As a cook, you are well-versed in the balancing of meals. To be frank, Jade’s lunch probably has the most optimal nutrition in terms of carbohydrates, protein, and vegetables. However, lunches are standardly medium-sized. In front of him lies a caesar salad stuffed with chicken, BLT sandwich, and an egg salad lettuce wrap. He’s three-fourth done with the caesar salad and sure to dig into the rest.

“Metabolism is a fascinating genetic function.”

“If I can convince Crewel to make a body-swapping potion, how about a quick switch for a day?” You can only imagine how cultured Jade’s tongue is.

“You in my body and I in yours. Floyd would have a field day with that.”

“Oh my god, what does that mean!”

Jade chuckles at your boiling worry. One hundred and one spine-chilling scenarios flash in your head. Backtracking, you vow to never give your autonomy to Jade Leech of all people. It will only end in misfortune for you. Scolding, you seethe, “Whatever you’re thinking, stop it. Your smile’s too creepy.”

“I’m not thinking about anything in particular. I’ll let you ruminate on it however. I’m sure you can think of much more than I can.”

“You’re the worst.”

Jade gives a musical hum and forks the last bit of his salad into his mouth. “You know, I could ask the same question: What’s your deal?” His yellow left eye sharpens, taking in the space where you disrupt the atmosphere. Remembering what that evil star could reel out your throat (truth, awful truths you have not made peace with), you scoot back on the table’s seat.

The mental image is odious. Jade’s hand hovering over your salivating mouth with the other holds your chin skyward; his fist clenches around a fishing line, yanking; he scoops up everything you keep concealed as you cough up blood like a weak geyser. A violent image. Yet, violence absent of any amatory intent. (So unlike your dream with Floyd.)

Putting distance between you two like a panicked crab, you mutter, “What do you mean?”

“You are good friends with Riddle Rosehearts, yes? You should know that he never indulges Floyd’s whims; he would never agree to working in the same Lounge as Floyd either. Yet, the two of you have gotten quite cozy.”

“I never voluntarily approach him. I work there for the cash.”

“Hm, perhaps. However, you do not shy away when he approaches you. Why is that? What is your deal?”

“We’re supposed to be talking about Floyd’s deal.”

“Alright. Then, let us talk about it.”

“Lets!”

“How do you find his disposition? Too wholesome, too loathsome? You two seem to be becoming fast friends … ah, but that is just my humble, little opinion. No need to look so upset.”

“Floyd is … Floyd … he’s viscera.”

“I assure you my brother has other anatomy beyond his stomach.” As Jade says, he unwraps his egg salad lettuce wrap. The smell burns your nose. You get the egg-scented message that such a description could match Jade with his bottomless stomach.

“No, it’s not literal. It’s – Being around him feels like being in the belly of the beast.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand. Why don't you give me an example?”

“You know what? Okay.” You contemplate for a moment, thumbing through the notecards of your memory. Finally getting it, you snap your fingers. “Okay! Okay. Last week, Tuesday, during my shift. He stood behind me the entire four hours of my shift. Like I mean, stood there. Just breathing down my neck, all pissed off. I thought he was going to take a bite out of me, Jade!”

Ah, Jade remembers that day well. It was the day you had a laundry mishap, procrastinating on the chore to the point where you had no clean slacks. Nothing too interesting – so what you forgot to do laundry, that happens in the life of a busy Prefect! The only thing is:

(“Shrimpy’s wearing leggings! Shrimpy’s – fuck!”

Jade looks up from his paperwork, hovering over Azul’s shoulder. Holed up in the VIP room, he and Azul are going over the month’s numbers of hours delegated to the staff. Measuring punchcard times and figuring where to subtract or add hours for each staff member. Numbers on papers become quite boring when Jade sees the state his brother is in.

“Floyd. Do not knock over the table.” Strife laces Azul’s voice.

Sprawled on the ground, Floyd half-sits and half-kneels on the violet carpet. In his excitement, he had bumped into the table set between the two couches. Pushing himself up, the grin on Floyd’s face is mammoth and energized. “Shrimpy’s wearing leggings!”

So it seems you were, Jade would find out later. Skin-tight leggings; black with flared bottoms. You had walked in with your button-up untucked to hide what Floyd cites is the prettiest ass he has ever seen. That particular article of clothing left little to the imagination – snug so tightly on each tantalizing curve of yours.

“Is that so,” Jade asks, having yet to see you during your shift. Looking at the clock, he notices that you have only been clocked in for about three minutes.

“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.” Floyd breathes starstruck, hand clutched to his wrinkled shirt.

With that, an evil thought comes into Jade’s head.

“I am sure today will be an equally blissful day for the staff of Mostro Lounge.”

“Huh? What ya mean?”

“I mean, she is not invisible. Obviously, if she is such a sight to behold, the staff will be looking as well.”

Jade puts his own hand up to his heart, polite smile on his lips, and closes his eyes. He reopens them when the VIP room door slams shut – the wind carrying Floyd’s worsening mood and threats against the entire staff. The clock shows you are only four minutes into your four hour shift. The politeness of his smile morphs into something sinisterly serene as if a cunning plan of his has come to fruition. And it has, in just a few small minutes.

Ah, what an unfortunate start to your shift it seems. Fufufu.)

But it was far from unfortunate for Jade, who chuckled every time he opened the kitchen door to see Floyd standing protectively behind you, crowding around you to cover you up while refusing to let you reach for anything on a high shelf. He would bare his teeth at whoever glanced in your direction for mere seconds.

“I doubt he would have bitten you,” Jade placates, not wanting you to misread Floyd’s intent.

Emphasizing each word, you seethe, “He was breathing down my neck. He sounded one breath away from tearing apart my jugular!” Even though Jade seems to be reminiscing, he is obviously looking back through with a damaged pair of glasses – one temple broken off and one lens cracked.

You remember it much better: the wind-chill of a predator’s breath kissing your cervical; the uneven, spontaneous growls that would bloom behind your ear and have you pressing tighter to the stove; the intimate fear pierced into your spine through the morbid surgery of Floyd’s presence. You still wonder what you did to upset him so badly that he felt the need to monitor you for your entire shift.

“Listen,” your face pulls into a frown as you stare down Jade. “Your brother has life sorted into two categories: fun and boring. I’m in a category I don’t want to be in. Just tell me what I need to do to make myself unappetizing to him.”

So I don’t have another dream like that ever again.

“Ah,” Jade puts on a mask like he is going to tell you devastating news. “I’m afraid you’re quite a delicacy to him. Floyd has always been known to hold on tight to his food and eat in painful little bites. How unfortunate for you~”

You hang your head like the strife of Floyd is a guillotine snapping the cervical bones in your neck. To be so consumed by him like this mentally … it’s tearing you up inside.

“If I may pry, why are you so insistent on knowing about my brother? I sincerely hope it is not for ill intents, dear Prefect.” You are starting to catch onto the theme that most of Jade’s smiles are just threatening.

Insistent? Out of the two of you, Floyd is the insistent one, binding himself tight around you. But – you still Jade’s words linger in your mind. Why were you so insistent … You imagine a fake reality where you answer his question with, ‘because I burnt food for the first time in my entire life this morning. Because this morning, I ate overdone scrambled eggs that crunched in my mouth like pretzels. Because I think I’ve unknowingly developed a crush on him and it hit me so hard this morning that Ramshackle would have gone up in smoke if Grim and the ghosts took a minute longer to notice the burning stove.’

Instead, you answer, “Just want my peace of mind back.”

It is a partial truth that Jade does not have to use hooks to create red, wet aqueducts in your throat to get the answer. No need to use magic like Shock the Heart on you; you have already had your heart-attack this morning!

“I sincerely think there is more to it than that.”

“I promise that is it. I want to know Floyd’s deal to get him off my back.”

“See, but you’re acting in such a contradictory way, Prefect. Perhaps I should use something to loosen your tongue. Holding so many barnacles of thoughts in your head must be tiring.” His left eye starts to fluctuate with pulsing gleams.

“OH! Would you look at the time! My bathroom break – it’s uh! I’m gonna be late for class! Bye Jade!!” You race off mouse-esque.

You have not seen Floyd today … which is admittedly very nice.

At least I only had to put up with one fake eel and one real eel today. Two real eels is too many, you think as you pluck a tender cigarette from the package. Despite having a closing shift, you have yet to see Floyd since he invaded your dreams. A beady eye of red is born as you pocket your lighter. Breathing in, you contemplate on this slight blessing.

Apparently, Floyd has been neglecting schoolwork for the past week.

Whenever he was on his laptop, Jade mistakenly thought Floyd was doing his assignments. Turns out for seven nights he had been browsing GOAT for shoes and organizing each one on documents – so his typing mimicked the sound of doing assignments. Caring in a far too sinister way, Jade has locked Floyd in their room with a spell too advanced for it to be broken by one mage.

(“I don’t quite understand why he even would look at shoes; you see, he’s low on cash at the moment. Oh, but I am truly sorry to have to separate you two tonight.” Jade apologizes as if you are upset over the matter. Your deadpan look is far from mournful.

“However, I told him I would let him out when he has at least completed three-fourths. I believe he should be successful as long as he can find the correct playlist.” Jade’s yellow eye gleams at you, almost winking. “Plus, he has proper motivation to finish up sooner.”

“The hell –? I just asked if I could go on my smoke break.”

“Yes, but your constipated expression told me that you had more on your mind. Besides, isn’t this part of Floyd’s ‘deal’? His day to day – I thought I’d graciously keep you updated.”

You flip him off as you walk out the backroom.) Now here you sit, a wall embracing your back.

Usually, you would stand but you think you might mistakenly pour cement in your shoes. Soreness is like molten lead in your bloodstream, weighing you down. You have never felt such agony in your hamstrings and thighs. Thus, you sit on an awful, treacherous thought.

Would Floyd accept any study-guides you get from Ruggie?

There are multiple faucets to why this is a cretinous thought. Wouldn’t Azul have study-guides for the twins; would Floyd swallow his pride to accept anything; did Ruggie even have the topics that Floyd was struggling with – because you have no idea which schoolwork Floyd is skimping out on! Like you said, it is a cretinous thought. For some reason though, you would really like to help Floyd – paying back nothing yet paying back everything too.

Your blooming cloud of smoke asks Why am I acting so selfless for a selfish eel before it evaporates slowly into the oceanic air. There is not really any sensible answer hidden in your soul.

Twisted Wonderland is without a doubt as senseless as your soul. Even now, where you sit smoking is so world-shatteringly different from the typical ‘go out back and smoke’ area. The Octavinelle dorm is enveloped in water. The night sky outside of Mostro Lounge is a unique pocket that isn’t really a pocket at all. In a bubble, on the edge of a cliff that dips down into black, you sit staring at the swimming stars of fish.

Even the classes are an oddity. The two classes you share with Floyd are Art and History of Magic. As far as you have observed, he does well in both of those subjects. So, you doubt he needs a study-guide for either.

Which subject could it be: Astrology, Magic Analysis, Ancient Curses –

A pair of arms wrap serpentine around your shoulders. The anaconda has bound around his unexpecting prey. As a passenger to your train of thoughts, your mind goes blissfully blank. It is an odd sensation: to have been ruminating the entire day over a dream and when confronted with the only corporal part of the dream, you feel at peace..

You breathe out a dragon’s breath and a greeting, “Hi Floyd.”

Mmmmmmph. Is the response spoken into your right shoulder. Reaching behind, you take the hand still pinching your cigarette and stiffly pat the top of Floyd’s head, sharing his tired-tinted sentiment.

You have been eating your heart out, and puking in your mouth all morning. It is an exhausting activity, anguishing yourself over a silly dream, over your dream. “Did you get all your work done?” You stop petting teal hair to return your cigarette between your lips.

Mmmmmph! Anaconda-esque embrace squeezing tighter and tighter, you are really unsure of how you should take that sentiment. It sounds more frustrated than anything – can you share in Floyd’s frustration? Heartbeat lines of waves fall over you two from the overhanging light. No, you have transferred all your strife out of like the emotion is but a colony of bees smoked out of a hive.

When tobacco and paper wrapping has burnt away to about halfway, you receive a clearer insight to Floyd’s misery. “I’m never lookin’ at stars again.”

“Ah, astrology.”

“Mmmguuuh.”

Throat-held vibrations tickle against your shoulder. Floyd depresses his face on the ledge of your collarbone, weight so crushing like he wants to melt into you. Pinioned up in his grip, you just accept the heat of his cheek and the rhythm of his groans.

Pretending to hold an intelligent conversation: “Totally agree with you there. Stupid scorpion.” Ash is tapped off the side of your steel-toed work boots. “I’m a –” then you tell Floyd which animal/symbol aligns up with your Zodiac.

The weight on your shoulder ebbs slowly as Floyd lifts himself up. Then, his bony chin digs into your shoulder causing you to squirm. Arms tighten to stop your earthworm motions and Floyd remarks sleepily, “Mmm, I like shrimps better.”

“You know I can never wrap my head around that nickname. I get why Grim’s a seal because he’s shaped similarly. I don’t get mine. Eels eat shrimp or something?”

“ – Or something.”

“That’s vague.”

“What? Ya want me to eat ya, Shrimpy?”

In cartoons, when a character is punched in the face, stars start to prance and bounce around their head. Floyd’s words are equivalent to a face-impacting wallop. Words crash into you with all the grace of a burning space-shuttle ripping through air. BANG! Bunny-esque stars start to dance around your head, reeling as if all those letters had condensed into a fist.

Lightning of pain branches across your face, and you only get to save yourself by doing one thing. You turn your head to where Floyd’s chin perches and blow smoke into his face. As he falls back, coughing up a storm, you quickly work to get control of the weather inside you.

The turbulent sea of a crush is something calamitous. Lunar shadow-waves tilt across Floyd’s body as you breathe in more smoke. Still coughing, Floyd grumbles, “Why do - ack - ya do that? Smells funky.”

“No asking questions if you don’t answer questions.”

Elbow protecting his nose and eyes seething, he grumbles again, “I told ya, or something.”

“Not good enough. I don’t like roundabout answers.”

“Shrimpyyy.”

“Hey, no calling me that if you can’t tell me why.”

Floyd avoids eye-contact. Not blushing but with all his grimacing teeth on display, he whines, “But it’s embarrassing.”

“Now you have to tell me.”

And he really does because Floyd being embarrassed is alien. You go to deal your own physical blow on Floyd. Aiming a hit that is intercepted, you gloat, “Or this little shrimp is going to take down a big eel.”

When Floyd interlocks your fingers together, you fight back. You fight back through depressing pressure on it; you do not fight the borderline amatory gesture. His hand feels nice in yours. The lighting-shaped lesion in his inner palm that you created feels so warm.

Your mark, your heart sings. Killing that melody, you start to wrestle slightly with Floyd. Horseplaying, your joint hands press against one another, moving back and forth with each playful jab you throw at one another.

“No waaaay, you’re too weak.”

“Says the person about to be beat.”

“I’m fending you off with one hand!”

“Oh yeah?”

“Ack - ak! That’s – uuk – cheating!”

“Why am I called Shrimpy!”

“Because I’mma squeeze you like a Shrimpy!”

“Oh my God,” you laugh. “That’s an even bullshit-er answer than ‘or something’!”

“It’s true! Come here!”

“Ahahaha!”

Sportive laughter blooms from you. Pouncing like a dog seeing its owner after a week long vacation, Floyd pushes you down onto the ground. You squeal breathlessly, “Oh my God!” The back of your head collides with his other protective palm rather than ground. You two are still entwined at the hands – his left and your right. You slap and wrench your left hand this way and that. Floyd follows with his right, trying to grab that too. A foot scuffles up to his lower stomach, pushing. No way are you going to accept a Leech squeeze without a proper fight. You two twist and squirm on the floor, laughing together.

All the while, the caress between your right hand and his left hand remains an independent variable. Unchangeable in this discord of rapid-moving limbs. A caress of interlocked fingers.

“Shrimpy’s gonna – AH HAHA �� Shrimpy’s gonna get squeezed!” A mouthful of sharp piscine teeth gleams over your face. You kick at Floyd’s intestines hard enough where his mouth goes circular instead of being crescent.

“Nuh – hahaha – no way!” Floyd makes another grab at your left arm. You twist on your side, crushing his grip on the cement below you, as your heart pounds in your eardrums. You arch in a giggling shriek when Floyd tickles your side, exposing your left arm.

“Aha!” Floyd shouts victorious when he manages a squeeze to your bicep.

Yet, before a shrimp can be squeezed, a door opens. “(Name), your break has been over – oh.”

Jade drinks in the sight of you and his brother like it is a recherché tea blend he has never seen before. A gloved hand covers the uniform pressed over Jade’s chest. Well, this is his first time seeing his twin have a crush so: “Oh, I am so glad to see Floyd getting along with his little shrimp. Warms my brotherly heart.”

Frozen on the ground, you and Floyd show Jade your teeth in matching, disgruntled, and cringing grimaces. All thirty-two square enamels of yours; all forty-two triangle enamels of Floyd’s.

“My, what sour expressions! Fufufu!”

“Why are you making that face!”

“I’m gonna shove this down your throat so you stop saying such stupid shit,” your fork moves with each word you say.

“All I said was –”

“I heard you. Do not repeat it.”

Oh, how you heard Ace, loud and clear. With all the agonizing clarity of a centipede squirming in your ear, his words made an invasion in your body. Not even a full minute ago, Ace had commented, “you and Floyd seem pretty close now.” Those words got you to instantly drop your waving hand, Floyd’s scarred palm still up and waving buh-bye to you, before you rounded on Ace with your fork.

More frequently, between class breaks, Floyd has been visiting you during the time you and your trio have lunch. It is nothing eccentrically different. Floyd has been a persistent leech on you since Jamil Viper’s overblot … but you never reciprocated in conversation until now. Which is probably why Ace brings up the one basketball practice you attended fourteen days ago:

“You know that one time you came to our practice, I think he played the best he has in – FUCK!”

As Ace nurses the four indents on his throat, you fake a moue, “Oh, what was that? You have to speak clearly Ace.”

The sound of your best friend’s hacking and your other best friends’ laughter is a tranquil balm. Enough to where you can stop stressing over the lack of distance now between (Name) (Last Name) and Floyd Leech.

Okay, maybe you never stop thinking about the lack of distance. You are a person who always backtracks into previous thoughts. Reversing time in your mind and puking in your own mouth is perpetual. Therefore, you end up stewing away in your mind, moving a spoon through a bowl of wet rice. Ah … closeness is such a flimsy concept.

You and Floyd seem pretty close now? Perhaps.

‘Cannibalism Cooking’ is a teaching segment on how to erase the distance between self and other? Perhaps.

You think too much? Yes.

Despite your ire, there has been a shift. It is could be in something small like how instead of cooking alive lobsters you name Floyd 1, Floyd 2, Floyd 3, etcetera; you have taken to making stories up for each lobster with Floyd, humanizing them in jest like one does with Barbie dolls, as Floyd’s lobster mourns the death of your lobster who fell into the boiling pot. It could be something large like how you will look at Floyd at times and think of how you want to devour him down to the bones — cooking him on the very stove in Mostro Lounge that you work, your own lai d'ignaure.

Stop thinking, stop thinking, stop thinking, you repeat to yourself in threes. You try to focus on the preparation of rice.

For almost three months you have worked at Mostro Lounge and it has gone on without a hitch. Which is odd because backtracking … you think back on Ruggie and the Intra-School Competition. You have yet to see Floyd in a bad mood, and that cannot last forever.

Eventually, the thing Ruggie foretold comes to pass. Three days later. It is like a weatherman reporting a category four hurricane, an inevitable part of the atmosphere that cannot be avoided. Floyd has fallen into one of his bad moods. And it is worse than any natural disaster.

Double swinging doors open like a maw of roaring teeth. One door happens to smack the tray out of an employee’s hand, just about to exit to the dining hall. That is what causes your eyes to flicker up. Calamity comes in the sound of crackling porcelain and squishing food. Two dishes have clattered to the floor, food wasted. Your eyes flicker up from the discord of pasta, seafood, and vegetables to see the criminal of the crime. Floyd Leech who has the meanest maw that would put any apex predator to shame.

That monstrous look? You guarantee that the credit for crafting it belongs to the sauce splattered on Floyd’s slacks and shoes. Shadows settle over the eel-mer’s face. His hand comes up to hold his own shoulder in an iron grip.

Besides you, a line-cook bemoans, “Well, it was nice knowing him.”

Every employee is aware of the rules: if one of the employees is not following the rules, squeezing is permitted. One of the unspoken rules: do not piss off Floyd Leech. Ruining his shoes is a swift way to get his mood down.

You and your fellow line-cook share a grimace. The employee – you think he might be a Scarabia or Savanaclaw student, too far away to tell the color of his arm-band – is shaking in Floyd’s presence. Watching Floyd’s mouth and eyebrows twitch and the student’s hands move in apologetic measures, you consider something heavy on your tongue.

I really don’t have to go out of my way to help that nameless student, you think just as your mouth opens. Really, though, you only think that because you do not want to confront the reality of who you are helping. “Hey!” The kitchen staff switches their attention from the scene to you. Ugh.

“Which table was that for?”

The Scarabia/Savanaclaw student almost looks ready to fall to his knees in gratitude. Shaking, he replies, “It wa-was for Table N-Nuh-Nine.”

“Well, clean up Table Nine’s mess. Mop’s in the supply closet,” you hope the student is sharp enough to pick up the message: stay there until Floyd is calm. “Then, get out on the floor and offer Table Nine complimentary drinks because of the delay. Move it.”

“Yes, right away!” You think he might be Savanaclaw because you have never seen a person run that fast before.

It is like those stare-down between two predators on nature documentaries. You and Floyd size each other, him pissed that you let his punching bag escape and you pissed that he caused perfectly fine food to spoil. Eye contact locks in place; confrontation like a rumbling storm cloud separates you two. Whoever yields is going to have the face and accept the bite of the other. It comes as a surprise to the kitchen staff when you look right into the sun, challenging that mean eye. Lips pulling back to grimace, it comes to an even greater shock to everyone when Floyd looks away first. When his sheepish eyes glance back up, you move a finger in a ‘come here’ motion.

It would be ideal if he could move without kicking a wad of spaghetti across the vinyl floor … but you take what you can get.

“Hand me that stool,” you say. Refusing to take your eyes off Floyd, you hold your open fingers out behind your back towards your fellow line-cook who has a stool by his oven. When Floyd passes some cooks, they press their stomachs up to the burning stove-plates, dangerously leaning inward to avoid the immediate danger of a grumpy eel. Still, you two look daggers at each other.

The stool finds your hand and you set it down in front of you – right by your own designated stove .

“Sit,” you instruct and he wordlessly obeys.

Even while listening, he is glaring at you. A sculptor named Animosity has molded his features; he looks at you like he wants your head to fly off, probably thinking you are going to scold him like Azul and Jade do. Instead, you turn on a third burner (bottom right) and look around for a frying pan.

You were warned by Jade and Azul around the first week of your employment, Azul’s words far-off yet intimately close too: We tell all long-lasting staff but I ask that you heed this more than the others, Prefect. It is better to leave Floyd alone when he is in a bad mood.

Floyd is silent as he watches. His lilac vest and white button-up is wrinkled with his slouched posture. Tie still undone. No hat this time around. Sitting and slouching, he still comes up to about your elbow. On the stool’s footrest, he hooks his shoes on them, just glaring and glaring at you.

No matter, you think, retrieving slices of bread. I can deal with a childish glare. You start to lather up the slices with garlic Parmesan butter as the pan heats up gradually. But – you have to go to the refrigerator to retrieve two ingredients you do not have on hand.

Just as you go to ask your fellow line-cook to fetch those ingredients that you needed, a hand grabs your slacks. Mild surprise seasons your face as you look down. Burying itself into your black slacks is Floyd’s left hand.

“Why aren’t ya yellin’ at me?”

“Would you like me to?”

Floyd shows you all forty-two of his teeth in a disgusted grimace. Like the mere notion of you yelling at him leaves a bad taste in his mouth.

“Don’t ask for it then,” you scold lightheartedly before finally asking yet another favor of your co-worker. Floyd remains silent but keeps his hand attached to you.

You are baking something quick because you need Floyd’s spirits lifted before that student comes back with the mop. Heat kisses on the plain of your forearm skin as you put the bread slices on the pan. Dial up to eight, a perfect temperature for this little meal. When you get the other ingredients you need, you quickly assemble Floyd’s sandwich.

While you cook each side for four minutes, Floyd bounces his left leg in dismay. His eyes trace over your countertop surface where all your preparation lies but you make sure to keep his eyes away from the stove. His hand is content on your pant leg.

“Here,” you say, holding a sea-turtle green plate out to Floyd. You set it down on the countertop. He eyes it with disinterest yet stops slouching. Quickly turning off the third burner, you move the frying pan to the top right to cool off.

“Grilled cheese?”

“Oh, please, I would never make something so boring.”

Foyd’s eyes glow a bit when he is intrigued. Right now, his eyes are pricked with little firefly holes of light because of your words. That sentence motivates Floyd to pick it up.

Which you only really consider a success when he looks at you wide-eyed, chewing on his first bite. “Tis so goe.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full. I can’t understand a word.”

“This is so good.”

Oh.

Why does your chest hurt right now?

“Damn Shrimpy, this is really something!” Floyd praises as he takes another bite, uncaring of the heat.

Oh your bittersweet organ pounds. Maybe – just maybe – because it is Floyd, that praise settles on you a little differently than previous praise. Not that you are unappreciative of those that eat your food. As Grim really thinks anything you make tastes great, as Ace or Deuce did not come from a lineage of highly sophisticated and picky taste-buds, Floyd’s praise is different. Floyd is not as easy to please as he seems. The glaring fact that your food has brought a smile to his face causes your heart to pound in an alternative rhythm that you have never felt before.

Before you can start thinking about that more, you explain what makes the grilled cheese so different: “It’s a combination of grilled cheese, pizza, and garlic bread. The pepperoni and garlic butter add a punch, while it really just looks like a normal grilled cheese. Figured you’d like it.”

He really does like it. It is evident as he takes a gigantic bite, listening to you explain your mixture of three types of bread-based foods combined into one. Stringy cheese connects from his lips to his food. It is a little distracting how fluidly he gathers up the flexible intestines of your grilled pepperoni sandwich. His tongue and teeth are inhuman after all.

Hell, should you turn down one of the burners? Why are you feeling so hot? You watch a slice of pepperoni disappear into Floyd’s chipmunk cheeks before he says:

“Shrimpy’s a real good cook.”

“Of course, it was why I was hired here. But … Thank you. That’s very nice to hear from you.”

“And ya made it especially for little me.”

“Hm?”

“Shrimpy cooked just for me.”

“Uuk –” Caught just like that. You were hoping he would somehow overlook it, either because of his bad mood or his admiration towards the food. Before you can open your mouth to embarrass yourself with pointless retorts, another calamity steals your attention.

You look towards the noise by the double doors, and before you lies the best sight you have ever seen at Night Raven College. Azul. Flat on his ass, having slipped because of where that student mopped. The octo-mer’s glasses are tilted and blue paints his cheeks. “HAHAHAHA!” You quickly slap a hand over your mouth so you do not join Floyd’s laughter. Though, your shoulders shake quite a bit.

It is also the best sight in Night Raven College because it allows you to procrastinate on the philosophy of how love, to you, is finding people to be in the kitchen with.

But, mostly, it is the best because it is Azul having slipped on his ass. “Hehehe.”

Eggs in a carton. That is what they look like. Eyes in a mask of skin. A twin set of eggs, turned sideways and unblemished. Staring up at you, those eggs remain open and bulge from the concave carton made of skin. One yolk is yellow and the other is a plain olive-rust.

There is a third part to your philosophies – the idea of Heaven that I see is a slice of you staring up at me. If love is an ingredient then the body full of love is a banquet hall.

A dish acts as his pillow. His locks are combed back with gravity, teal and black angel hair seasoning the meal. What you have on your plate is Floyd’s upside-down head which unblinkingly stares at you. He looks coherent. You are not sure if that makes it better or worse … because it means he can hear (along with you) the words Azul is saying:

“Unadon is just one of the many delicacies made from eel. The average chef knows about nine ways to prepare eel into different meals – braised or stewed or fried or grilled. Today, the Culinary Crucible asks that you prepare this catch with your heart as the writer of the recipe.”

And what awful words they are.

Timid, you look up at Azul while he walks the length of the room. He is dressed in his Culinary Crucible uniform; hair tucked behind his ear, cotton table cloth on his hip, sleeves of the double-breasted jacket rolled up to his elbows. He is reading off a clipboard. His glasses steal in the limited light, glowing like a kitchen knife, each motion of those lenses keen as a stab. Each step of his is perfumed with the scent of viscera.

It only makes sense because you are in the belly of the beast.

“Cooking eels is particularly challenging. Unlike other finfish, the skin needs to be removed as soon as the eel is dead due to the slippery consistency. On average, a chef invests a number of years into mastering and perfecting the craft of making a mouth-watering meal.”

Reddish-mauve muscle layers drape across the wall like curtains. Hardly noticeable but the walls shudder with digestion. Incurvate muscle layers are connected together by towering bone pillars. In the thinner layers, between this fusion of stomach and rib-cage, reddish-mauve turns a reddish-orange with light.

Food acts as the flooring. A runny egg yolk about the size of pillow nestles into a crimson tomato that is equal to the size of a beanbag chair. Juicy ribs decorate the floor like carpeting. Baguettes underfoot crunchy softly with each step Azul takes. You look down at what is holding yourself and your chair up.

Underneath your feet is a cucumber. Kaleidoscope-esque seeds are arranged in the shape of a sun. Foamy white-green has a moist caress on you, and, when you test it with your toes, white plasma froths up with the pressure.

“Harriet Van Horne was an American newspaper colonist with her career starting in 1940’s. In 1956, she wrote an article titled ‘Not for Jiffy Cooks’ and, in it, she wrote the following words: Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon or not at all. Chefs. (Name). The Culinary Crucible asks that you enter with this love. Or never cook again. Please begin.”

Begin?

There is such a momentous weight before starting. Not limited to cooking, there is always a kind of second breath curled up in the first breath before one starts a new task. Breathing with more effort to steady yourself in your resolve.

The breath you take suctions in a perfume, aligned with the floral notes of sweetness found in sugar-peppered churros, sourness found in slobbering grapefruit, saltiness found in prickling flakes on fries, bitterness found in melting dark chocolate, and savoriness found in – you don’t know yet.

Cooking is like love, you reflect amorously. You maneuver with a careful approach, gently moving the plate closer to you. Keeping him upside down, you take the hook of his mandible between your thumb and index. Dentist-like, you open his mouth. Paralyzed with an active consciousness, Floyd’s tongue hangs in his mouth like a stillborn, pink mole rat.

It stretches. Stretching like taffy with cheesy elasticity, you tug it between your dull square enamels. Pulling inch by inch, you hold Floyd’s tongue with tongs made of teeth. When it disconnects from his buccal cavity with a wet, ripping sound – spuuuul-ck! – evangelical light burns from your mouth to your retinas.

My – My bedroom. I’m in my bedroom. Gently, your teeth move off the object you were biting down in a violent grip. Salvia soaken into your pillowcase, you let out a quiet groan. You fall back down on the pillow, finding a dry patch to rest your cheek on, having just woken up.

Not good … Not fucking good at all.

That stupid eel; will you ever get a goodnight sleep again because of him … him and stupid sweet laughter, sour eyes, salty lips, bitter touch, and savory kiss. Kiss? Kiss! You blink and reel yourself from the image your brain was starting to paint.

“No way,” you breathe flustered. “I don’t want to kiss Floyd.” You hold that thought on your tongue like a cough drop. The flavor seeps in and – “Fuck, I want to kiss Floyd.”

Grim, who sleeps belly-up, gives a little kick next to the cradle your left thigh has on him. Quieting down, you think of a conversation you and Floyd had about a month ago. You still need to answer that question – “You know I can never wrap my head around that nickname. I get why Grim’s a seal because he’s shaped similarly. I don’t get mine. Eels eat shrimp or something?” / “ – Or something.” / “That’s vague.” / “What? Ya want me to eat ya, Shrimpy?”

With determination, you reach over your pillow to your bedside table. Hand locked on the phone, your first sight of the morning is a tiny Grim blooming alive on the screen. You coo at the picture of Grim sleeping, tail tucked closed to his body and eyes drawn shut. Cutie, you think, sliding up the screen.

Now back to being a soldier on a mission, you click on Safari and type away. Eels and shrimps. You click search. Not wanting a long hunt, you hit the first website. MORAY EEL and CLEANER SHRIMP writes itself out on a blue webpage. Relief fills you to find the article is only two paragraphs worth of reading.

Okay, Floyd. Time to see what is so embarrassing about a tiny nickname. There is no comprehensible way that his embarrassment could possibly tip your own embarrassment off the scales. Two dreams intimately cannibalistic is much harder to admit than the reason for a silly nickname.

The two paragraphs read:

“There are approximately 200 species of Moray Eel, most of which are exclusively marine although a small number inhabit brackish water and fresh water. Its eyes are small and vision limited, so the eel relies on a sophisticated sense of smell to detect prey, which consists primarily of cephalopods and crustacea. They possess one long dorsal fin that extends from the neck to the anal fin, allowing smooth propulsion through the water. Snake-like in appearance, with wide mouths full of misshapen teeth, the Moray Eel looks ferocious but is in fact a shy, mostly solitary creature living most of its life in burrows and caves.”

Shy? You scoff at the very idea of it. Continuing on, you read the second paragraph.

“For some species, the only regular companions are cleaner shrimp, which live in a symbiotic relationship with the eel. The shrimp congregate in teams called a ‘cleaning station’ and move across the whole body of the eel – including inside the mouth – removing parasites and dead skin, which is their food. This cleaning ensures good health for the eel, so both species benefit.”

Your hands clap over your face as if the pressure can push down the geysering flush that is overriding your skin and hide away all these emotions.

“(Name), could you retrieve something from the walk-in freezer for me?”

It has been a torturous week. Being co-workers with someone you have developed a crush on; you imagine creating a big X with your arms, you do not recommend it. It is such a delicate tight-rope walk across a boiling pot of scalding water.

Even while working without him as a constant leech, he remains there.

On your body and inside your body. Inside your body, it is how he infects your thoughts. On your body though is a bracelet made of teeth (beastman, merman, fae, and human). Floyd made it for in Art; even took the red string and tied it himself around your wrist. (“I don’t have any stuff for an earring so I hadda improvise. I think humans wear shark necklaces sometimes; bracelets are like necklaces for the wrists!”) There might just casually be a tooth from each of the seven dorms on your wrist. You are currently stirring scallops around in an oiled skillet, watching a golden crust form on them and admiring your recently made jewelry.

Floyd’s very odd, you think as you look up from your station. To see who needs you to retrieve something from the walk-in freezer. A pair of heterochromic eyes size you up. “What do you need me to get,” you ask. “I can’t really leave these to burn.”

“It will only be a matter of seconds. Turn the temperature down a bit.”

Lawfully, you decide not to argue against it. Jade is just one ring lower from being your boss. The blue flame lowers slowly. You walk away from the oven, keeping your apron on, and follow after Jade.

“Thank you. I cannot quite carry it all myself.”

“No problem. What are we grabbing?”

“A shipment of veal and fresh beef. Two boxes each.”

You nod your agreement to help. When you two come up upon the steel door, Jade takes the handle in his gloved hand and pulls towards himself to remove it from the first locking mechanism. Cold rushes towards you with a bear-hug-esque strength. You give one hard shiver before falling still. Jade almost seems to smile in the face of frosty air, lips quirked up.

“By the way, have you seen Floyd today? He’s always around on the weekends but I haven’t seen him enter the kitchen yet.”

“Still interested in his day to day?”

“You know what, forget I said anything,” you say, stepping in front of Jade. Like a deflating flower, your toothpick lowers to the ground in disappointment. “I’m sure I’ll see him later.”

“Who knows it might be earlier than expected.”

“Huh?”

Then, Jade gives you a shove hard enough to send you sprawled on the floor inside the walk-in freezer. You almost end up puncturing a hole in your cheek with your toothpick. That bastard!

The thing about freezers is a majority of them have plastic sheeting between the steel door and the inside to keep the temperature below zero. Long, seven inches wide stripes of plastic hang like party streamers from the entrance. Coated in ice, it is extremely difficult to see through, whether in or out.

Which is why you do not notice until you are inside the freezer that Floyd is there too. He looks at you down on your hands and knees, confusion a mere flicker until a flame of rage consumes it. Standing up, Floyd rushes past you. At the hanging plastic and entrance, he screams.

“Jade – you fucking bas – !”

“The human body takes four to six hours to succumb to hypothermia in zero degree weather. So, take however long you need.” And though the difference is not too noticeable, the room grows a bit dimmer. The very noticeable part is the sound of the lock clicking in place.

“Jade!” A fist flies through the icy plastic, banging loud against steel. “Jade, I’m gonna strangle you when I’m out! I’m gonna break your fuckin’ terrariums!” You think you just saw the steel door dent with the force of Floyd’s kick.

A pregnant moment of silence settles between you two. Floyd refuses to turn around. After a few more threats and punches to the door, he still remains spine facing you.

By now, you have picked yourself from the ground, hugging yourself. All you are wearing is a thin unbutton, apron, slacks, and a thin tank top. Your shoes and Octavinelle hat might keep some heat circulating. Four to six hours? That is too generous for what you are wearing; Jade probably got that statistic about people wearing winter gear.

When another shiver races down your vertebrates and Floyd still has not moved, you quietly poke, “Um, Floyd. Do you know what’s up with Jade?”

“Ugh, I told him I had this handled.”

“What handled?”

It seems you were not supposed to hear that because Floyd finally turns around. Droopy eyes give you a fleeting, disinterested once over. Besides his usual fidgeting, he appears unbothered by the cold. Spinning around with a sigh, Floyd aims at his vitriol at you with a glare.

When he stalks toward you like a predator, you straighten up. While not entirely experienced in fights, you are not going to be the squeeze-toy thrown to an angry mongrel to be torn apart until stuffing flies like snow. The fist you were preparing loosens when Floyd simply reclaims his spot on the ground, leaning against the opposite wall. Huh?

“I’mma go to sleep. Wake me up when Jade opens the door.”

Huh!

“Wait, but can’t you get us out with magic?”

“Jade used that spell again; needs two mages to unlock it.”

A curse sizzles under your breath. It grows into a mushroom cloud of air in front of your face, crystalizing. Fuck, it is like a miniature Antartica. Not wanting to display any weakness, you only rub your hand up your left arm instead of rubbing both like you desperately want to. “Well, there’s got to be a reason why. Revenge for slacking off?”

Floyd does not answer you. He just sits with his legs pulled up and chin resting on his knees. “Look, I gotta get out of here. I’ll freeze to death.” At that his eyes grow a bit more alive, flickering up to you. A weak half-smile is aimed at you.

“Well, I don’t want a popsicle Shrimpy.”

“So, you can get the door open? Oh, that’s a relief!”

Turns out Floyd cannot get the door open because all he does is start stripping. HUH! Floyd might be a little too late in stopping you from turning into a popsicle; you remain frozen solid, openly leering with questions. You only unthaw when you see it is just his Octavinelle jacket and scarf he is taking off. Those two items he offers you in an outstretched hold.

“I thought you could get us out of here,” you mourn with a whine.

“Unless you gain magic, I can’t. Here, it’s not going bite –”

You barely let Floyd get out another word before you are throwing on his jacket and mummifying yourself with his scarf. Screw humility, you bet half your salary that this freezer dips into the negatives at times. Oversized, his jacket falls at the midpoint of your thighs. You squeeze yourself in an imaginary embrace, trying to bottle up all your warmth and –

“Why are you holding your hand out still?”

“I don’t really mind the cold. You’re gonna start shiverin’. You should sit.”

“I’m fine.” Your toothpick flies up and down in your mouth, moving to the beat of your full body shivers. “I’ll still be able to move when Jade unlocks the door.”

“C’mon Shrimpy.”

“I’m not going to cuddle up with you for warmth.”

“It’s not cuddlin’, it’s squeezin’.”

“Same thing.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yuh uh.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yuh uh!”

“Nuh uh!”

You end up letting Floyd squeeze you to keep you warm; it is not cuddling.

Sitting between his long legs, accepting his arms which wrap around your waist, letting him rest his sleepy head on your shoulder as the black strand tickles your cheek. It is not cuddling because he holds you with cement arms instead of in soft amatory. Despite that, it is helping with fending off hypothermia.

Floyd’s hands are flushed pink, almost frostbitten. When you look down at where his embrace locks, you see the crimson flesh of his phalanges and your own hands ache from just looking at them. Your hands are tucked in Floyd’s jacket sleeves. Only equipped with a button-up now, there isn’t much to keep him protected from the frigid ventilation.

“Pu-Put your hands under my jacket.” You break a silence that has been stretching on seemingly infinitely. Snotty slugs run down your nose and you sniff them back into their home. “You’re going to lose a finger.”

“I’m fiiine,” Floyd mumbles into your shoulder. He has been drifting in and out of sleep for, well, you do not know how long truthfully. He seems to be stewing deep in thought.

It takes only a minute (you counted in your head) to get him to put his hands under your tank-top and all the layers above it. They feel unnaturally hot against your skin. Moderate frostbite. You thank him for listening then go back to counting the number of boxes in the room for a third time.

“There’s got to be some kind of loose screw or like weak area in the magic, right?”

Frustrated, you pat the steel door, nudging the plastic out of your way with your shoulders. After whittling down so many toothpicks, you start to grow fidgety. You need to go outside and take a smoke break; hell, you would forgo the cigarette just to get a breath of fresh air.

Claustrophobia settling in, you press your frostbitten fingers over the seam of the metal door and wall. Maybe you can use something to push the lock open. “Maybe I can knock something into this spot and unlock the door.”

“Jadio sealed it up with magic. It ain’t gonna open.”

“If you’re not gonna help, zip it.”

“You talked to me first.”

“That’s it! Quiet game starting now!”

You lie on Floyd’s side, sharing his jacket like a blanket, when you murmur, “Floyd, I’m sorry about earlier.”

“... Ya lose the quiet game, Shrimpy.”

“Hehe, damn, you’re right.” You two watch your laughter float up in clouds of cold air.

It takes until Floyd gets the start of deep frostbite and you get the start of superficial frostbite when he admits softly, “I think I know something that might work.”

You look up with shiny eyes. Growing really frustrated, unshed tears have started to cling to your eyelashes. Not that they would really vanish if you ended up crying. The image of tears freezing on your face is much more appropriate.

Poking your mouth out of Floyd’s scarf like a timid turtle, you ask, “What were you thinking?”

“I was thinkin’ –” Floyd trails off, oddly shy. He is already flushed from the chill but you watch crimson spread like an infection. He will not look at you.

His red expression reminds you of the time you took a toothpick to pick food out his teeth … wait, a minute: The shrimp congregate in teams called a ‘cleaning station’ and move across the whole body of the eel – including inside the mouth – removing parasites and dead skin. Now you two definitely match on levels of blushing.

Why do I think of that now; you startle when Floyd’s eyes narrow down at you.

He drinks in each atom and molecule of you with his eyes. Snotty nose, flushed face, shivering tremors all ingredients used to make the messy image that is you at this very moment. Floyd could not ask for a better sight. A little apprehensive at his intense staring, you hide your chin in his lilac scarf. He looks like he wants to take a bite of you –

“Shrimpy, I love you.”

“...

“Huh?”

“You don’t needa say it back or anything.

“Just,” Floyd then pronounces his next words like someone speaking to customer service, making sure each syllable is clear. “Shrimpy. I. Love. You.” Your face creases at his odd tone until you hear it – the click of the steel door being unlocked. Your eyes widen in shock. “There we go,” Floyd says, reaching one hand through the plastic hangers to push open the entrance.

“Ya can just forget this – mmh!”

Reviewing and backtracking, a stomach and intestines is viscera and viscera is a stomach and intestines. Each organ of your own viscera is working itself into this violent kiss. Churning and ruminating like lustful waves. You have to digest each part of Floyd Leech in this kiss or you will starve.

This has marinated long enough.

It is even better than your dreams.

When you take his tongue in your mouth, each nerve on your tongue flares up in a sweet vibration. Warmth melts through your bones as you grasp at Floyd’s hair and he pulls you up by your waist. He is a bit inexperienced but he is surely reacting positively to it.

This savory flavor is unlike anything you have ever tasted. Tagging and twisting tongues, you two devour each other like you are each other’s three star michelin feast. With harsh bites, you two switch flavor profiles with which area that is explored.

Like an inmate on death row, you take care and time with making sure each lick and bite is savored. Peppermint and meat. A laugh huffs into Floyd’s mouth, you were not expecting such a weird combination.

You two break apart momentarily, panting breaths beating out in tiny clouds against the cold. Sharing a moment where you both just want to stare at each other. His olive-brown and gold eyes are like heavenly light. There are sand-flickers of a dozen different hues in each one, all shades deliquescing together to make them glow slightly. He has such a tender look in them.

Five seconds is far too long to pause kissing; you and Floyd both agree, throwing yourself back at each other.

Each part that Floyd touches on you ignites with a hellish fire. Not even the negative temperatures of the freezer can subdue such a flaming sensation. He cradles your organ and skeletal system with such care, moving kidney to lung to lymph nodes, moving ilium to scapula to xiphoid process. Every part of you worshiped.

You are never going to come up for air. You both have waited far too long for this.

I’m gonna fucking bite his lips off, you think with untamed carnivorous desire. It seems Floyd agrees to the sentiment. Because he eagerly follows when you move him by a handful of his hair on the right side, black and teal threading through fierce fingers.

“Aah,” Floyd gasps when you pull.

“Mmmm,” you moan when Floyd squeezes.

“Ah,” Jade squeaks surprised.

You pull away first, head snapping towards the open door. Iron hot warmth burns your lips. You look at Floyd’s twin with horror when you realize you definitely have salvia coated generously on your lips. Mourning that it is not blood on your tongue, you listen as Jade says, “I felt the spell break, but it looks like I made an ill-thought-out decision to check. My apologies; please continue.”

But you cannot because – “my fucking scallops, Jade! If those are burnt, I’m going to break your terrariums!”

“My, what flaming anger. Perhaps another hour in the freezer.”

Both you and Floyd run at Jade just as he unclips his magic pen.

This should not be that big of a deal.

You have done this a hundred times over and will continue to do it a hundred times over. So there is absolutely no rational reason for your hands to be shaking on this avalanche level intensity. Still – looking down at them, clutched around a tiny red coffin – there your hands are … at the end of your wrists … shaking.

There is still time to dispose of the evidence. On both hands you can count the number of people who would be more than grateful to receive this little tomb. Two of them happened to have beast features on the top of their heads, and one of the two already expressed interest in it.

(“How does this smell?”

“Shishishi, smells delicious. I didn’t know today was payday.”

“Wait! Aaah, don’t touch it please – this isn’t payment.”

“Hm,” confusion knits Ruggie’s face. “Then why bother asking?”

You cannot meet his eyes at that moment. Shuffling shoes suddenly seem more interesting as you murmur sheepishly under your breath. “It’s a little embarrassing.” Unable to elaborate further, you open up the red box. Aroma and warmth swims through the air. Ruggie’s eyes widen as he takes in the sight.

“Oh. I get it now.”

You ruminate at that moment, vomiting out all your insecurities. You barely even stop between each word. All of it pulled from you by an imaginary fish hook: “It’s so embarrassing; I’m going to throw it out!!”

“Don’t you dare.” Ruggie yells as you rush off to find a trash-can.) Eventually, Ruggie did manage to convince you to keep it in a very cop-talks-down-a-suicide-jumper with the cop being him and the suicide jumper, the bento box.

Floyd will – backtrack, Floyd is going to laugh at it. You are just stuck on predicting if his high-pitched laughter will be mocking or amused. Perhaps, his dominant hand will come to rest on his right shoulder, miffed beyond sensibility. The bento contains a mini-hot-dog-faced bear sleeping under a blanket of rice, dyed to look like a watermelon, with dreams of corn, cucumbers, and meat floating above his head. Is that amusing or aggravating?

Waking up so early in the morning to make another lunch on top of the ones prepared for yourself and Grim … what illness have you caught, fever turning your hands into fretful shaking limbs … what happens if he hates the bear and would prefer a bunny or panda … you even stressed over picking an aquatic themed bento, but decided it against it because it was too on-the-nose for your tastes.

If a heart is made of meaty worries and anxieties, you put your heart into this meal. Head down, roaming Night Raven’s halls, you blush hard at the thought.

Things have been escalating fast between you two. Floyd’s shyness melted away when you two stumbled out of the walk-in freezer. His body and blood eagerly reveal his own matching hunger. You still remember last night kneading dough at Ramshackle, him nestling you from behind and pressing more and more kisses to your pulse point. Both of you devour each other in lip to lip kisses.

Love, an ingredient in the kitchen.

By the time you have arrived at your destination, your face has thankfully cooled down. There he stands. He is caught up in a conversation with Jade as Azul patiently waits off to the side. I shouldn’t interrupt them, you think and gladly grab onto that detour. If you turn down the left hallway, you can avoid this and pass Ruggie’s D period class. This vulnerability is worse than the vulnerability of being magicless. I should go. They seem busy –

“Shrimpy!” Your heart knocks hard on the muscles of your throat at that nickname. How does he always know when you are around?

Closing the gap, refusing to make eye-contact. You can feel the casual observation of Azul and Jade on you as you display what is in your hands. Stop shaking, you big baby, you scold yourself. “Floyd. This is – um –.”

“Is that for me? Aw, does Shrimpy like me or something? That’s cute — a little shrimp with a little crush.”

You finally look up. An amused, mismatched pair of eyes squint impishly at you. Miles of intestines give a teapot boiling over sound in rage. Okay, two can play at that:

“Jade. How nice to see you! I happened to make extra for my own lunch; I noticed your habit of eating more than one meal at lunch and thought you would enjoy this.”

“My, what a gracious offer. Thank you, (Name). I will be sure to savor every bite.”

What you are offering to Jade is suddenly swiped: “HEY, THAT’S MINE!”

Your lips quirk up, expecting that. His next move you are much less prepared for. Halfhazardlessly, he flips open the box as if to check that Jade has not eaten anything from the tomb. All of his energy drips out of him, bloodletting-esque. He almost appears paler.

His only response is a slow blink directed at you.

“You don’t have to eat it. Grim or Ruggie will – And! And I get it! It’s pretty embarrassing. I totally get –” Your word vomit is swallowed by a pair of lips.

Floyd does not even give you a chance to reciprocate, pulling away with laughter on his tongue. Not mocking or amused. Lovey-dovey laughter.

Love has such a wonderful flavor. Right there, in the belly of the beast.

#floyd leech x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #floyd leech

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malachiteclouds · 2 years

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💋(18+) natal astrology observations part 1

✫ 8th house jupiters could be whole-ass virgins and still radiate BDE big dick energy since jupiter expands what it touches (this is especially true if it is in a fire sign or scorpio). these people also tend to just know what to do in the bedroom even if it is their very first time.

✫ people with venus conjunct/square mercury will know exactly what to say to make you finish, but they will wait until the very last moment to say it. they may not even say it at all, but rather keep it all to themselves. they will edge you with their words.

✫ aries/1st house lilith is the throat GOAT of the zodiac. a blessing and a curse because a lot of people may prefer their mouths to their 🐱.

✫ mars square/conjunct neptune/uranus screams crippling porn addiction to me I'm sorry

✫ pluto in 1st house people will fuck you with their eyes. you may have to look away at times as it can feel super intense. they see through you completely. it feels like you have something degrading painted on your forehead.

✫ mars square/conjunct jupiter people can have really amazing stamina and they are super competitive. they may have sex for a really long time, but that doesn't mean it takes them a really long time to finish. the type to be fully soft while still having their hands on you.

✫ venus conjunct neptune or pluto have siren eyes for sure. depending on the signs and houses, venus conjunct sun or moon have doe eyes.

✫ scorpio moons x being called mommy unsolicited.

✫ virgo/6H venuses have the best hands and know how to use them very well. they also always have a distinct smell or is known for smelling good. almost makes me think like pheromones and shit

✫ cancer risings and their AMAZING skin.

✫ saturn opposite venus likes the idea of getting caught in public or getting caught by someone who they shouldn't have. It's something about this need to express love and intimacy in a way that either feels defiant or revolutionary to a paradigm that has been established for them previously.

✫ moon trine saturn likes being made to wait. they like being forced to practice self-restraint and exercise their dignity with a sense of grace. they love to be made to feel completely desperate while being just as desperate to keep their composure. they want to serve you.

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sunkissedchld · 7 months

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𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟕𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

in astrology, the seventh house is associated with the zodiac sign libra and the planet venus. oftentimes, people only think of the 7th house in the context of marriage and other partnerships - which is fine to an extent since it is connected to those things - but when it comes to having personal planets in the 7th house, it can feel very irritating to want to know information about yourself and only ever finding out information about others or someone you haven’t even met yet. this post is an attempt to look more into the 7th house outside of its association to others and instead look into it from the lense of one’s personal introspection.

𝐒𝐔𝐍

the sun represents our life’s purpose, our sense of self, and our driving energy force. those with their sun in the seventh house may feel as if they always need to perform a balancing act in their lives. they may be careful in their thought processes and with their words when it comes to speaking to people. they may come off as relatable and charming to people, and strangers may feel comfortable telling them seemingly private information within the first few minutes of meeting them. their life’s purpose is to look at situations from a full perspective and view all sides of the field rather than being biased towards one or the other. they also aim to connect to the collective and show compassion to those who may not always receive it. showing their understanding of human nature and emotions is their forte.

𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍

the moon represents the way we understand and express our emotions. those with the moon in the seventh house may have a strong understanding of how their emotions function. they might have been the kids that found it easy to voice why they were crying or how someone hurt them. as a result of their comfortability with their emotions, it’s easy for seventh house moons to connect and empathize with others. seventh house moons may prefer to do more introspection to understand their emotions. although they understand others when they struggle with feelings, they are one of the last to openly express when they are actively struggling with their own. they may be playful when it comes to expressing the emotions they may be uncomfortable with talking about in public, so they may joke around or use self-deprecating humor sometimes.

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐘

mercury represents the way our mind works and the way we communicate. those with mercury in the seventh house may be very diplomatic with their words. they may be careful about what they say and who they say it to. they may do a lot more active thinking about their words and way of thinking than they let on. everything they say has meaning and is intentional to their speech. they may be very particular about grammar! they may not have just one way of learning but instead do well when having a mix of tactics. for example, instead of learning well through just music, seventh house mercuries may learn well through music and repetition. seventh house mercuries are very well-versed in their communication.

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒

venus deals with our values and how we express our love and fashion aesthetic. those with venus in the seventh house value balance and harmony when it comes to human connection. they want everyone to get along and have the desire for a more rosy view of the world where everyone is nice and all things and people are treated equally. for love, it may be hard to feel “loved” by those with venus in the seventh house because it may feel as if they treat everyone the same. sure, they might kiss or spend more time with their significant other, but they may come off as being flirty with everyone because of their charming nature. when it comes to fashion, they may prefer more neutral tones like black, beige, gray, brown, or other related colors. they dress for whatever occasion is specified but may prefer to have a “clean” look overall.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒

mars represents our actions and willpower. it also tells us about our physical and mental strength and what we desire. those with mars in the seventh house may be a little indecisive at times, but once they’ve finally made their mind up (or someone else has done it for them) they give their all to their given task. seventh house mars willpower reminds me of aries in that there’s a strong dedication, but their dedication is out of genuine passion or wanting to do good instead of to prove a point or just out of competitive nature. those with mars in the seventh house may find it easy to gain muscle when making an effort and also may have good mental fortitude when making the decision to stay positive. seventh house mars may find it easy to fall into self-fulfilling prophecy (good or bad). additionally, those with seventh house mars desire a type of stability and peace. they may be more sentimental when it comes to their desires and actions than they let on.

𝐉𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑

jupiter details what we believe in and how we grow and expand our minds. those with jupiter in the seventh house believe in a diplomatic way of living where everyone and everything is harmonious and equal. they may be a little gullible because they may see the good in everyone or everything, despite that not necessarily being true. they grow through being willing to listen to every perspective, even if they disagree. their intent is to try and understand where people are coming from, and that is how they gain knowledge and expand their way of thinking. also, those with jupiter in the seventh house remind me of people with mercury in the seventh house in that they both may be really good at persuading others because of the seventh house placement with those specific planets.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍

saturn represents our boundaries, limitations, and what we need to gain responsibility for. those with saturn in the seventh house may be chronically indecisive. they may prefer when people tell them what to do versus making decisions themselves. also, they may find it debilitating being alone. they may insert themselves into everyone’s business in a way but only because they don’t want to be alone with themselves. those with saturn in the seventh house need to gain responsibility for their own true thoughts and feelings. they can’t keep looking to others to find their own answers if that makes sense. there is also definitely a need to be open with someone - likely a potential future spouse or significant other. there’s a responsibility to seventh house saturn’s self to learn how to be vulnerable with other people and with themselves.

𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒

uranus tells us how and when we rebel and where we are innovative. those with uranus in the seventh house may rebel when it comes to traditional relationships. they may be open to polyamory, or they may be a part of the LGBTQ+ community. they may not like the idea of having societal contracts; they may possibly be interested in or agree with ideologies like anarchism. they may also like untraditional hierarchical structures in relationships, the workplace, government, etc. those with seventh house uranus want to push the boundaries of societal relationships and make an effort to bring people of various walks of life together.

𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄

neptune details our dreams and imagination and where we want to find freedom from societal limitations. those with neptune in the seventh house may have vivid or (moreso) grandiose dreams. for example, if they have a dream about a school they once went to, the replication of the school in their dream will be pretty exact even if it’s been decades since they last saw it in person. their dreams may feel so realistic that it’s hard for them to recognize if they have woken up or not, or it may be hard to decipher whether a memory happened in real life or was a dream. also, they may dream of outside landscapes often - like vast forests or gardens. there’s a sense of wanting realistic people and scenery in their dreams but wanting to up the grandness of real life in their dreams if that makes sense. additionally, they may find themselves communicating with their friends, family, and future spouse through dreams.

𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐎

pluto deals with where and how we transform. it also tells of how we confront our fears. those with pluto in the seventh house ultimately transform when it comes to how they understand relationships with themselves and others. they will eventually learn to have more independence and self-trust rather than being overly reliant on others. they will learn to be comfortable with being alone. additionally, they transform through meeting with other people. i’m reminded of the saying that “everything comes and goes for a reason”; there may be people in seventh house pluto’s lives that they feel are so important that they can’t live without that they eventually lose or stop talking to. it’s through these building and loss of relationships that they eventually confront their fears of being alone. through this, they learn to lean on themselves and feel comfortable in their own silence.

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famemonsterrr · 11 months

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Astrological observations part 4. 🪽

- Virgo placements judge everything and everyone around them. Even their loved ones and they will say "well I care for u that’s why I point out your flaws so you can change them and be BETTER”

- Has any taurus ever apologised?

- Leo and libra are the type of people that when u talk to them. They would look in the mirror or taking photos of themselves (as a Leo rising I do that quite a lot but I promise I listen anyway)

- fire mars are really athletic and they have a lot of energy.

- I have noticed that if u talk with mutable signs they tend to jump from one conversation to another or talk about 100 stuff at once. Especially Gemini.

- Pisces placements make someone extremely sentimental.

- if you think that cardinal signs are the unpredictable then you are so wrong that’s the mutable😁

- air and earth Mercuries give the best insults.

- the 8th house placements can make someone really strong and “rise like a Phoenix” mentality. They might have a lot of struggles but they getting stronger.

- when u argue with a Pisces there is 100% chance they pretend to care but inside they laughing their ass off with ur anger.

- mutable signs tend to listen to every single music genre exist. 🫶🏻

- I have noticed Leo are easy to be pissed off.

- can someone tell me why Gemini sun/ placements always look so youthful not matter how old they are?

- Leo,Aquarius,Taurus and Scorpio are untouchable💅🏻

- Leo and Pisces are meant to be together✨Pisces compliments and adores Leo so on the other side Leo will give them sooo much love and special treatment which Pisces will die for. Unless one of them becomes attached or toxic.

- if an Aquarius man approached u first but then stopped talking to you. Just so u know you didn’t do nothing wrong they are the problem babe. They do it to everyone that’s why the are single or they waiting for their special Leo.

- Leo and Capricorn love wealth but in different ways. Leo wants to flex but Capricorn worked hard and building an empire.

- speaking of Leo so much…LEO RISING ATTRACT JEALOUSY. I have seen a lot of people with this rising not been treated right because people don’t like them for whatever reason.

- Capricorns age like fine wine. The kind of people who didn’t peaked in high school they are still out here getting cuter. 💅🏻

- you want a parent that will support you no matter what? Get a Leo mother. They are insane but if someone say anything about you. Be ready to see ur mother beating everyones asses.

- fire signs are the most unhinged.

- earth signs are the least unhinged.

- if there was an argument with all the zodiac signs. Fire signs would be the ones who will scream and make everyone think that they started it. Water signs might participate or just zoomed out. Air signs are the ones who started it because they triggered the fire signs and earth signs they just laughing.

- want good advice? Earth signs. You want a good listener? water signs. You want confident baddie energy? Fire signs. You want a fun relaxing time? Air signs.

- Capricorn x Scorpio placements make someone who is goal oriented not matter if they dying from anxiety or difficulties. They will get what they want🤌🏻

- Aries women are BADDIES 💅🏻

That’s all 🪽

Thank u for reading so far. I’m really so greatful for that 🫶🏻🥰 stay healthy and hydrated 🥰🫶🏻

#astrology #astrology notes #astrology observations

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pascallatte · 1 year

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Slip-ups

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x actress!reader

Date: Jan 2019

Warnings: none I think but maybe a hint of something.

A/N: this is from y/n's POV and can be a 2nd part of the series but this is a long way from that. yeahhh. Hope you guys like this!!

Y/N L/N Answers the Web’s Most Searched Questions

“Good Afternoon, this is Y/n L/n and this is the wired autocomplete interview,” you started with the most monotonous voice you could ever make

-Autocomplete suggests the most common searcher on the internet-

“I am very excited, I’ve been wanting to do this since like forever but you guys never invited me, which was sad,” the camera then proceeds to zoom in your faces as you looked at the lens with a very menacing look.

-So WIRED asked Y/N L/N some of the internet’s burning questions-

Giggling to yourself, you sat back and took the first board that was given to you.

With a bright smile you said “Alrighty WIRED let’s do thisss!!!”

“Is y/n l/n….related to Sarah Paulson” with a scoff you shook your head and released a very breathy “NNOooooooo”

“ But I’ve been asked this questions a couple times now and as much as I want to be related to Sarah, we are not.”

You looked back at the board, read it a few more times then nodded.

“ But we are sisters though, just not by blood.”

-Cut-

“ Is y/n l/n Elizabeth Swann”

“Oh!! Yup I am the Elizabeth Swann from Pirates of the Caribbean” you explained as soon as the question was revealed

“ did you know that not many people knew I was in that movie? And the reason?” You excitedly asked as you looked at the staff behind the camera.

“Was my fucking dark blonde hair!! Now hold on before you guys on the internet hate on me, let me explain.”

Hands up in a surrendering position you began “Look I loved that role, the series, the people, Orlando Bloom,..” You winked” but blonde just doesn’t suit me, AT ALL, and keeping that hair as blonde as it can is a freaking nightmare so after I’ve finished wrapping up the last of that film series I told myself never EVER!! Take a role that needed my hair to be dyed.”

-Cut-

“ Is y/n l/n a sagittarius”

Smiling to yourself as you recall a memory, you look down and answered “ Yes, yes I am because as you all know I was born on December 1987- GOSH I’m old” you cut yourself as you’ve registered the words that were said.

“But that is all I can tell you, 'cause I’m not that much into horoscopes or zodiacs or whatever but Pe-“ you cut yourself once again.” But uhmmm, someone once told me that I am the "embodiment" of the Sagittarius sign and that we sagi babes are most compatible with an Aries?? I think”

A small smile was seen on your face as the video cuts to the next question.

-Cut-

“ Are y/n l/n and Pedro Pascal friends”

"Hhmmm are we? I mean we hang out, send tiktoks to each other, and he steals my fuzzy socks a lot….” you nod off while listing all the things Pedro has done to you in the past week, in mind.

“ I guess we are friends? nO, I’m just kidding we are, the best might I add”

You beamed at the lens as you rattled on, “of course we’re friends, we’ve been friends for quite a while now and I thank sister Sarah for that. But yeah, I mean who wouldn’t want to be friends with that guy?”

You once again looked at the staff who was nodding at you to continue.

“ He’s friendly, goofy, a great storyteller, and actor” you winked again that was accompanied by a snort, “and a great person in general…ah he also shares his empanadas so that makes him an even Better Greater person HAHA!!”

You then throw the board to the ground as you jump out of your seat

-Cut-

“Who does y/n l/n play in Narcos”

“ I play a DEA agent from Barcelona, Spain named Catalina “Lina” Mendoza, she is the love interest of Javier Pena and who is played by the one and only Jose Pedro Balmaceda Pascal, who is the partner of Boyd Holbrook aka Steve Murphy” proudly you crossed your arms and leaned back in the chair.

-Cut-

“What is y/n l/n first movie”

“Ahh this is a great question, uhmmm my first movie was released way back in ’99 and it’s called the sixth sense. Which was a great experience and opened up my little 11-year-old mind up more into the acting industry.” You answered while thinking back on that more to add.

“ I mean it is a minor role but I got to meet Bruce Willis and act with a very close friend of mine, Trevor Morgan.” You added before looking back at the board.

-Cut-

“What is y/n l/n doing now”

“Since this will be released, I don’t know, a few days or weeks from now I’d try to answer what I would be doing at that time” you scratch your chin as you think of what you would do without saying too much.

“I would either be at home, chilling, drinking wine, while watching a movie OR” you exaggerate, “ I’d be out partying or hanging out with a few friends of mine, yeah I think that’s about it.”

-cut-

“ How can I meet y/n l/n”

Laughing you said, “Well, I’ll probably be in my favourite cafe during my spare time so maybe you guys can drop by and have the courage to say hi,” you tease but was followed by an “I'd rather have you do that instead of taking a, what you think is a discreet, picture of me and the one person I’m with” you ended with a forced smile.

-Cut-

“How old was y/n l/n when Pedro Pascal”

“Guys is this asking what I think it's asking HAHAHAHA” you burst out with a laugh while kind of nervous that you would say something out of line.

“ Well uhm, if you’re asking how old I was when we met, we met through Sarah way back in early 2012 she invited me for a new year's party, so that makes me 24??” You answered with an eyebrow raised.

“ Buuutt,” you dragged.”If you guys are asking about that scene in the second season of Narcos, that you guys are thirsting on about. I would be at around 27 years while shooting that I think. Sooo yeah. Kids don’t ask about those narcos scenes please, better yet don’t watch it until you’re like 25 or 50”

-Cut-

“ How tall is -“

“ No No! I won’t be answering that question yo-“

-Cut-

With a huff you looked at the camera, “ I am 5 foot 3....and a half…. On good days I'd be 5'4 and 5'5 with heels. But hey I’m not even that small, the people around me are just giant abnormal-looking non-human beings” you point at the lens

“YES YES IM TALKING TO YOU MISTER PASCAL, so stop teasing me”

-Cut-

“Ooh would you look at that the last question!”

Ripping the paper as fast as you can it says “Can y/n l/n dance?”

You noticeably perked up at this but before you can answer a voice came from behind the camera and said “No!”

“ Hey! I mean I’m not a good dancer but I can dance properly you know. I flow with the vibe of the music you know what i’m saying!!! Yeah?”

-Cut-

You were seen grinning before you were called on camera.

Throwing the board behind you once again you say “ Well WIRED, that was certainly interesting and this might be one of the most... chill... interviews I’ve been on! Can’t wait to do more! Bye!!”

COMMENTS

Fan 1: that was…..entertaining

Fan 2: the slip ups OH MY FUCKING GOD

Fan 3: the way she called out the paps HA serves you right!!

Fan 4: i love how most of the internet asks about y/n and Pedro indirectly. Like girl, we’ve been waiting for years.

Fan 5: Oh so this is the girl, Pedro was seen with the other day. She looks too young, I don’t get why people ship these two, he wouldn’t go for immature younger women. ↳ Fan 4 replied to Fan 5: Girl be fucking for real they've been dating for years now, try to look it up.

Fan 6: I love her friendship with Sarah and Pedro!!! And it looks like she was adopted by Sarah Paulson the same way she did with Pedro HAHAHAH oh and we got crumbs on her hanging out with Pedro with that sharing of food thing

Fan 7: I NEED MORE Y/N CONTENT, SHE IS THE QUEEN, MY LOVE, MY WIFE AND BABY!!!!

Fan 8: so is no one else curious about who said “No” as soon as that dancing question was revealed, cause all I know is that it sure ain’t one of the staff. ↳ Fan 7 replied to Fan 8: HOW THE HELL?? HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT YOU GUYS DON'T KNOW THEY'RE TOGETHER?! I'm speechless

Fan 9: she’s so smiley and goofy in this interview, must’ve had a lot of fun shooting this. ↳ WIRED replied to Fan 9: 👀 about that…. ↳ fan 9 replied to WIRED: why? what’s happening

Fan 10: The sarcasm when asked if Pedro's her friend is killing me😵 ↳ Fan 8 replied to Fan 10: aren't they friends though? ↳ Fan 10 replied to Fan 8: girl go search it up. i just, can't. this is because of his rising fame, everyone doesn't know that much yet. what more if this continues for the years to come.

Fan 11: The comments of old Pedro fans and new Pedro fans are funny.

A/N: so we got a little back story for y/n and her friendship with Pedro and Sarah ahhhh. ay, this doesn't directly follow my last fic, but I wanted to put this out earlier. Just to let you guys know this series follows a timeline I've done so that would explain why there are dates and stuff at the beginning of each fic. That's all, Thank you!! Bye for now.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal fluff #pedro pascal x actress!reader #jose pedro balmaceda pascal #reader insert #pedro pascal fic #pedropascal

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sunkissedchldrecon · 1 year

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𝐈 𝐀𝐦 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 & 𝐍𝐨 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐬𝐞

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟕𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝟕𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆?

the seventh house in a birth chart is associated with the zodiac sign libra and the planet venus. oftentimes, people only think of the 7th house in the context of marriage and other partnerships - which is somewhat fine! but when it comes to having personal planets in the 7th house, it can feel very irritating to want to know information about yourself and only ever finding out information about others or someone you haven't even met yet. this post is an attempt to look more into the 7th house outside of its association to others and instead look into it from the lense of one's personal introspection.

𝐒𝐔𝐍

the sun represents our life's purpose, our sense of self, and our driving energy force. those with their sun in the seventh house may feel as if they always need to perform a balancing act in their lives. they may be careful in their thought processes and with their words when it comes to speaking to people. they may come off as relatable and charming to people, and strangers may feel comfortable telling them seemingly private information within the first few minutes of meeting them. their life's purpose is to look at situations from a full perspective and view all sides of the field rather than being biased towards one or the other. they also aim to connect to the collective and show compassion to those who may not always receive it. showing their understanding of human nature and emotions is their forte.

𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍

the moon represents the way we understand and express our emotions. those with the moon in the seventh house may have a strong understanding of how their emotions function. they might have been the kids that found it easy to voice why they were crying or how someone hurt them. as a result of their comfortability with their emotions, it's easy for seventh house moons to connect and empathize with others. seventh house moons may prefer to do more introspection to understand their emotions. although they understand others when they struggle with feelings, they are one of the last to openly express when they are actively struggling with their own. they may be playful when it comes to expressing the emotions they may be uncomfortable with talking about in public, so they may joke around or use self-deprecating humor sometimes.

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐘

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒

venus deals with our values and how we express our love and fashion aesthetic. those with venus in the seventh house value balance and harmony when it comes to human connection. they want everyone to get along and have the desire for a more rosy view of the world where everyone is nice and all things and people are treated equally. for love, it may be hard to feel "loved" by those with venus in the seventh house because it may feel as if they treat everyone the same. sure, they might kiss or spend more time with their significant other, but they may come off as being flirty with everyone because of their charming nature. when it comes to fashion, they may prefer more neutral tones like black, beige, gray, brown, or other related colors. they dress for whatever occasion is specified but may prefer to have a "clean" look overall.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒

mars represents our actions and willpower. it also tells us about our physical and mental strength and what we desire. those with mars in the seventh house may be a little indecisive at times, but once they've finally made their mind up (or someone else has done it for them) they give their all to their given task. seventh house mars willpower reminds me of aries in that there's a strong dedication, but their dedication is out of genuine passion or wanting to do good instead of to prove a point or just out of competitive nature. those with mars in the seventh house may find it easy to gain muscle when making an effort and also may have good mental fortitude when making the decision to stay positive. seventh house mars may find it easy to fall into self-fulfilling prophecy (good or bad). additionally, those with seventh house mars desire a type of stability and peace. they may be more sentimental when it comes to their desires and actions than they let on.

𝐉𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍

saturn represents our boundaries, limitations, and what we need to gain responsibility for. those with saturn in the seventh house may be chronically indecisive. they may prefer when people tell them what to do versus making decisions themselves. also, they may find it debilitating being alone. they may insert themselves into everyone's business in a way but only because they don't want to be alone with themselves. those with saturn in the seventh house need to gain responsibility for their own true thoughts and feelings. they can't keep looking to others to find their own answers if that makes sense. there is also definitely a need to be open with someone - likely a potential future spouse or significant other. there's a responsibility to seventh house saturn's self to learn how to be vulnerable with other people and with themselves.

𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒

𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄

neptune details our dreams and imagination and where we want to find freedom from societal limitations. those with neptune in the seventh house may have vivid or (moreso) grandiose dreams. for example, if they have a dream about a school they once went to, the replication of the school in their dream will be pretty exact even if it's been decades since they last saw it in person. their dreams may feel so realistic that it's hard for them to recognize if they have woken up or not, or it may be hard to decipher whether a memory happened in real life or was a dream. also, they may dream of outside landscapes often - like vast forests or gardens. there's a sense of wanting realistic people and scenery in their dreams but wanting to up the grandness of real life in their dreams if that makes sense. additionally, they may find themselves communicating with their friends, family, and future spouse through dreams.

𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐎

pluto deals with where and how we transform. it also tells of how we confront our fears. those with pluto in the seventh house ultimately transform when it comes to how they understand relationships with themselves and others. they will eventually learn to have more independence and self-trust rather than being overly reliant on others. they will learn to be comfortable with being alone. additionally, they transform through meeting with other people. i'm reminded of the saying that "everything comes and goes for a reason"; there may be people in seventh house pluto's lives that they feel are so important that they can't live without that they eventually lose or stop talking to. it's through these building and loss of relationships that they eventually confront their fears of being alone. through this, they learn to lean on themselves and feel comfortable in their own silence.

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mr888sworld · 5 months

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The Risings 🌅 in all twelve zodiac signs. How do you appear to the world?

The rising in astrology rules over our physical body/how we are perceived to the outer world/our unconscious energy outwardly towards the collective consciousness.

Aries rising ♈️.

You appear strong/bold or otherwise confident to the collective consciousness.

You radiate the air of warrior/one who has been through hell & survived the victor

Childlike at times/wants new adventure!

You have good physical strength & work ethic.

You unconsciously approach life stead-fast thirsting for the next adventure of reality.

Extremely honest

Goal oriented

Emotionally driven

Extremely passionate

Bold

Strong personality

Unconsciously you crave intensity & passion & adventure

You have a thirst for anything that makes you feel alive

Self-starter

Taurus rising ♉️

You appear relaxed & in tune

Others could misunderstand you, misjudge you/mischaracterize you by the tone of your voice or the way you approach situations all together

Looks put together/highly focused on your appearance.

Great singers

Amazing at financing

Approach to Life can be very slow & interchangeable.

Proportional body & face (Venus influence)

Strong throats

Soft features for the women

Aesthetically driven

Unconsciously you love peace/soft luxurious living

Relaxed energy

Heavily influenced by beauty

Attracted to fine dining

Gemini rising ♊️

You appear youthful & inquisitive/thirsty for the next bit of knowledge

Others feel like you know way more than you are letting on

Approach to life can be curious & or calculated & influenced by stimulation

Great at starting conversations

Excellent at forming bonds

Lanky/tall

Might be into psychology

Known for your analytical mind

Youthful appearance

Unconsciously you want stimulation & exploration

Nosy at times

Always paying attention to everything

Always aware

Most likely Smarter than you

Always has a plan for anything

Adaptable

Multi-faceted

Cancer rising ♋️

You appear mystical & heavily influenced by magick ( like a psychic or witch)

Naturally good with sensing bullshit

Strong intuition

People could be drawn to you for healing. Be wary of male figures drawn to your maternal energy. (Mommas boys)

Your approach to the world could be full of emotion & sensitivity ( you feel everything)

Might be into tarot/astrology/esoteric knowledge

Influenced by the moon

Might be into glamour

Looks mystical

Soft appearance/approach to life (emotionally turbulent)

Unconsciously you want give love & accept love from the ones you adore

Leo rising ♌️

Appears as if the sun is shining on you/unforgettable smile/infectious laughter

Youthful appearance

Outgoing personality

Dominant force to be reckoned with

Unfaithful at times

Naturally grabs attention

Approach to life could be optimistic & bold

Drawn to dramatic occasions.

Unforgettable

Strong fit body/unruly hair

Tall figure

Unconsciously you want to shine without anyone or anything to dim your light

Virgo rising ♍️

You appear analytical & judgmental 🧠/ you gravitate toward anything logical & organized

Book smart

You read folk like no other

Others could see you as overly confident/cocky because of your intelligence

Lanky tall figure

Could come from a judgmental home

You are an organized individual

Strict on yourself/others at times

Well spoken

Educated

You look put together

Very particular about your appearance

Petite for the women

Could wear glasses

Others could find you extremely honest

Unconsciously you want someone to make your experience on earth easier by remembering little details about you or your life 🧠

Libra rising ♎️

You appear classy/elegant/ & soft /put together/ stylish & outgoing

Others find you extremely attractive (Venus influence)

Excellent communicator

Attracted to what is fair in their eyes

Drawn to the law

Could potentially be a famous model

Structured body

Tall figure

Extremely focused at enhancing their appearance

Attention seeker at times

Naturally grabs attention

Knows what looks good

Excellent at aesthetics

Could potentially be married early or young

In & out of relationships

Loves the idea of love

Drawn to the party life

Unconsciously you want to find the love of your life and it actually be true/ balance your life completely without any disharmony.

Scorpio rising ♏️

You appear strong/disinterested/mysterious.

You are the most psychic rising

You could read bullshit from a mile away 💯

Powerful individual

Strong figure

Closed off at times

Heavily into the occult/astrology ( Pluto’s influence)

Attracted to death/rebirth

Extremely transformative

Might never look the same throughout life

Misunderstood

Intuitive

Heavily into tarot readings/palm readings & anything esoteric

Will read you

Could probably hear thoughts fr or just sense when someone is talking about them

Paranoid

Mistrustful/others trust you with their private matters

Unconsciously you want a bond like no other/intensity & passion with a splash of anything genuine & worth it

Sagittarius rising ♐️

You appear optimistic & full of life/vibrant personality (always smiling)

Life of the party

Truth-seeker

Extremely attracted to travel/higher learning

Extremely philosophical

Always has an answer

Extremely into their faith

Your physical appearance could be a lot larger due to Jupiters influence ( like bigger hips)

Naturally stylish

Trendsetter

Extremely outgoing

These people have the loudest laugh in the room

Turned off by anything negative

Intuitive

Excellent at manifesting /meditation /breath work

Stands up for the truth/justice & faith

Drawn to the party life 😂

Unconsciously you want to live with no boundaries/no restriction or rules

Extremely lucky/abundant individual

Capricorn rising ♑️

You appear cold/wealthy/logical & business oriented

Could come from a rich home

Could indicate a powerful father or authority figure in the individuals life

Most likely richer than you

Born hustler

Goal-oriented

Always working to better themselves & others

Misunderstood

Has no time for the bullshit

Very understanding

Extremely drawn to learning financial management

You could trust them with your wallet

Calculated

Loving

Strong features (saturn)

Tall strong figure (Saturn’s influence)

Could indicate an individual who ages very slow (also because of Saturn)

Could die of old age

Financially abundant

Unconsciously you just want peace/space & the ability to stack your bread with someone in a logical & impactful way

Aquarius rising ♒️

You appear withdrawn & detached to the physical/ drawn to humanity

Drawn to humanitarian issues/could become a world leader

Other follow you!

Extremely intelligent & logical

Extremely calculating.

Intuitive when it comes to the needs of everyone

Excellent at communicating

Great at making friends/forming bonds with others

You have the best advice/understanding of life (beside sag & Scorpio risings)

Extremely philosophical

Hates mundane living

Boundless & uncontrollable

You seek freedom like no other

Unconsciously you want to help others & give them guidance to make humanity better/ logical living

Misunderstood like no other

Rebel lifestyle

Multi-faceted

Attracted to new beginnings

Quick to move on/run

Excellent at learning new skills

Unique appearance/style

Pisces rising ♓️

You appear intuitive/withdrawn/magical/otherworldly/psychic

Extremely attracted to their faith

Extremely abundant ( Jupiter’s influence )

Multi-faceted

Knows when something isn’t right

Others could come to you for help in the spiritual realm

Manifest like no other

Could be prone to scandals (Neptune’s influence)

Others feel as if you know something they don’t

Mystical individuals

Soft/ethereal Appearance

Drawn to meditation

Extremely psychic

Philosophical lifestyle ( Jupiter’s energy)

Emotionally driven

Can sense spirits/otherworldly energies

Dreams are extremely foretelling

Can probably see into the future

Extremely prone to astral projection

Unconsciously you want a spiritual experience full of blessings &. Peace

Thank you guys for the follows fr I greatly appreciate the love & support on the post 🙏🏾🧠 if you feel like I should do the moon signs Aries- Pisces lmk 🙏🏾 thanks again & also if you would like to book a reading with me feel free to shoot me a message I gotchu 🧠 protect y’all energy & stay safe

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oceanbaby888 · 7 months

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Astro Observations by Claude 👾💓🚀

Please do not steal without credit. This is the work of TarotLadyTalks LLC.

Hey! This is just my personal views based on what I studied and the people I interacted with, and any common themes therefore.

- Sagittarius placements may be slow to commitment because they have seen others commit to something (marriage, having children, etc) and saw how these same people may have been struggling and were in over their heads. We also have to remember that Sag risings have Saturnian 2H (values, tangibility) and 3H (rationale) houses in Capricorn and Aquarius. If they do decide to settle, it’s after alot of careful consideration and thought. No need to do something you’re unsure of.

-Libras are so misunderstood because a lot of people expect them to be fierce like their sister sign Aries. Yet, Libras show their teeth when something is undeniably messed up. If you got a Libra (reasonably) mad at you, check your perspectives.

-I’ve seen a few Gemini placements and Leo placements who look decades younger than they are. When I asked what routine they had, a similar answer was to just not take life so seriously and find ways to have fun and let the stress go. And they do! These placements do not let age define them!

-Pisces placements do have some of the highest emotional intelligence I have seen in the zodiac when they go through the proper emotional healing. Speaking of healing, try to visit the ocean more often if you can Pisces. You are represented by the ocean after all.

-Please do not ask a Plutonian person to be the bigger person. That only fuels them more to not be the bigger person 😂😂😂😂.

-Kinda an observation but also a question. I wonder if Moon-Pluto aspects have noticed or discovered they have a mom or other ancestors who have been occult practitioners? I have a Moon-Pluto conjunction and I discovered my mom read tarot!! 🤯

-Saturn in the 5th house may struggle with just having fun. Like, a fun day doesn’t have to be planned to the tee. Just let the day take you. Same for Mercury in the 5th (if you’re on the Virgo side).

-Aries/Mars/Capricorn/Saturn in the 4th house life may get better once you leave home. If you can’t right now definitely take your time. Spirit has your back 💓.

-If you ever met someone and you can’t stop thinking of them or you feel like they should be in your life for a reason, check to see if y’all have 8th house synastry or 8th house composite placements. Also check the rulers of the 8th. I wouldn’t say 12th house because I feel like 12th house synastry/composite may cause more of a “whatever 🤷🏾‍♀️” vibe. Or at least what I’ve seen/experienced.

-If you feel safe around someone and don’t know why, check the 4th house and moon placments in synastry/composite. 🌙

-If you feel like you don’t resonate with degree theory, check the 12th part of your placements! Me and a couple buddies did this and it was soooo accurate. If you want a blog post going into detail about it I’ll surely do it, but for now you may just want to google it. And here’s a nice beginners resource: https://sevenstarsastrology.com/twelfth-parts-introducingdodecatemory-signs/

See ya later!!!

Claude 🚀🚀

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lilixxmoon · 6 days

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Some unhinged astrology opinions:

I have delved deep into learning astrology in the last two years, and after looking at a variety of charts and comparing them to my real life experiences, here is a brief list of my favorite vs unfavorite placements in general. Note: This relates to my chart specifically but if you have similar placements as me you'll probably feel the same way. *I have a lot of Cancer/Leo energy*

Least Favorites:

Libra Moons 🔮 A controversial pick but I have to say my piece. Having your moon sign in Libra is considered a pleasant placement and indictive of a peace seeking person. However, the insatiable need to be such a people pleaser makes me really ticked with this placement. Initially it's pretty hard to dislike any Libra placements, as their gifted chameleons that are known for being harmonious, attractive, and diplomatic. All good things. But in the moon sign I have found these people to be especially needy of everyone's approval that it's to their detriment. Their lack of individuality and independence is a sore point that doesn't get talked about enough. If you have heavy Aquarius placements l think this is a tough placement to relate to even if they are trine air signs. Beware of Libra moons in relationships, they tend to change themselves to fit the perfect person they think their partner wants. While in some cases that sounds great, in a toxic person this placement can play out extremely manipulative. They will go to great lengths to bend and twist who they are in an effort to get the approval of the ones they seek. I once heard it referred to as the gold digger moon sign. Even in men they may charm you but watch out for those lingering eyes, they can be a flirt and more easily transform around all the women they pursue. It's a gift for them but a warning for everyone else. If you have this placement you know it's true lol don't lie. Fire placements in birth chart will help confidence and hopefully subdue some of this toxicity.

Pisces Mercury - I have heard a lot of people say how much they dislike Pisces Mars people but in my experience its Pisces in Mercury I have been the most annoyed with. Pisces is actually one of my favorite signs of the zodiac for it's ethereal, and complex qualities. However, in Mercury, Pisces is pretty all over the place when it comes to their communication style. They're the kind that can be very passive aggressive, they'll ignore you, ghost you, and gaslight you if you ever try to confront them more directly. They do like to gossip even about their closest friends and spill secrets. However, their secrets are usually sealed pretty tight in contrast. For someone with a Leo Mercury that enjoys being a bit more of an open book, I have found that I just don't jive at all with this placement even if their are other favorable synastry placements. Wild I know. This sign is capable of a sharp, snarky remark here and there so don't underestimate them too much. I honestly feel bad a little bit for this placement, they just seem to overthink what they wanna say sometimes resulting in them not saying anything at all to the person they actually need to talk to, but will instead talk to all the wrong people. If you have this placement please just say what you need to and move on. It seems these placements do a lot better if they don't have to talk in person, face to face, almost like they're better at texting or writing out what they want to say instead or even zoom lol. So if you have this placement and you feel like you can't say what's really on your mind I highly recommend journaling so you can think things through effectively and avoid annoying a lot of people.

Gemini Sun - Not too much to say here. This probably has to do with my Cancer Sun. Gemini's dual nature is so wild to me in general but especially in the sun placement, they can be fickle and petty. If you bruise the ego of a Gemini sun, I have seen things get nasty. Talk about they sure can dish it but they sure can't take it. On one hand, I hate admitting how much I dislike this placement since it's one of the most popular placements among some of the most talented entertainers! But in real life, some of that allusion and spark wears off that you see on screen. Gemini sun's dual nature is tough for a lot of the other zodiac signs especially if you have heavy Taurus placements. If you have a Gemini sun, hopefully you have some more earth placements to ground this fidgety energy a bit better. Just remember to check that ego and you'll be more loved for that entertaining curious soul rather than despised.

Top Favs 🌼🌷💟

🎀Pisces Venus - Where do I even start with how beautiful this placement is. I am jealous I don't have it. I've heard this placement be criticized for it's boundless nature, the love of this placement can lack conventional boundaries in relationships. In my opinion though everyone will probably feel a bit better if they have at least one Pisces Venus in their lives. They just give such an abundance of love, empathy, kindness, and joy to the one's they care about. True empath and healer placement. This placement is so romantic and dreamy. They're just so pure of heart. Hopefully this placement doesn't have anything weighing it down in an overall birth chart. I think this is a lovely placement and if you hurt a Pisces Venus your probably the problem not them.

Cancer Rising - This is my favorite rising sign especially for girls. I just love the witchy, mermaid like aesthetic of this placement. The big eyes!!! Oh it's just so pretty. Is it any wonder that this is the placement Margot Robbie has? I also love Taurus Risings, but first place for me has to be cancer. I mean I am a Tumblr girly and Tumble aesthetic in it's prime was definitely giving Cancer Rising vibes. I know it's not for everyone but idk for me it's that cuteness this placement has too. Cancer risings look like fairytale princesses to me with their glowy skin, and round babydoll faces. It breaks my heart that so many Cancer risings may not see how beautiful they are right now since it's so trendy to have buccal fat removal from your cheeks. Their youthful ingenue appearance is precious to me even if it's not on a trend. More love to round faces.

Gemini Moon - Wait what?? Yes. I love Gemini in the moon placement. Hear me out. Unlike Gemini Suns, moons hide their quirky selves a bit more so it's less so tied to their ego and appearances. And yes they are still incredibly entertaining but you just have to get to know them a bit better to see this side. They still have that dual nature and so it can be very unpredictable especially if your trying to be in a relationship with a Gemini moon. However, as a friend this is an exciting placement. Great conversationalists. Witty. And just wildly unpredictable in a good way, adventurous and spontaneous. Great intellect and creative thinkers. Here I think Gemini shines. Even if this is generally not considered the strongest placement for your emotions, Gemini moons I have found to be great friends that are capable of having a great heart and an awareness of when they want to show their more vulnerable side. Gemini moons can still fall susceptible to all the things people tend to complain about Geminis, but some how in the moon placement I think these people are much more endearing and misunderstood.

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thepradapariah · 2 years

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Mercury 🌬. Your Love Language 🖤. How Do You Flirt 🙈🙊?

TO MY KOSMIC BADDIES & SPACE KADETS 🚀 !!!!

Hello to all the Kosmic Baddies & Space Kadets! I have missed y’all SO friggin much…you have ZERO idea! (Just FYI: I have Ketu in the 10H— Rahu in the 4H…if y’know, y’know…lol. Consistency will NEVER be my strong suit.) But I am SO happy to be back. I hope you enjoy this post. As usual, shoutout to my sister— she encouraged me to get back on the horse! And THANK YOU to all the people who have subscribed to my page. It has been really moving to see all of you that have interacted & sent such positive feedback. I appreciate you more than you could ever know! I’m in the process of growing, and I want you all to know here & now, you are some of my DAY ONES, so be excited for ALL of the things I have in store for you! If you don’t already, please consider following me on my other social media.

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✨INTRODUCTION:

ANYWAYS, I wanted to start off with something fun & light! As we officially move into Spooky Season— I couldn’t think of a better time to sharpen the witchy sexiness within us all. We will be looking at the Mercury placement in your natal chart & how it influences your flirtation style, while also exploring the pros/cons of each. It’s IMPORTANT to note, that Mercury is neutral & so other placements matter with how this can manifest in your life. Are you more aggressive & upfront? Or are you a hopeless romantic, imagining your lover rather than speaking to them…hoping they will notice you through telepathic signals?…WE SHALL SEE!!!

Love Languages are very important for a deeper understanding of how you receive & give love. This is NOT a definitive list, by any means, but I wanted to use the Zodiac to highlight different love languages that you MAY resonate with. This post will hopefully be a tool for you on your journey of self-discovery though dating! And this could be a good place to start OR a fresh perspective on stale dating situations.

✨Definitions:

Mercury:

Mercury, known as Budh in Vedic astrology, is the prince of planets and governs your abilities of speech, reasoning, and communication, as well as your digestive system, nervous system, and skin. It’s a neutral planet whose effects on your life depend on the alignment of the other planets in your horoscope [wikihow]

Flirting:

(to) behave as though attracted to or trying to attract someone, but for amusement rather than with serious intentions. [Oxford Language]

Love Language:

Our "love language" describes how we [give]/receive love from others.

They are:

Words of Affirmation - Saying supportive things to your partner

Acts of Service - Doing helpful things for your partner

Receiving Gifts - Giving your partner gifts that tell them you were thinking about them

Quality Time - Spending meaningful time with your partner

Physical Touch - Being close to and caressed by your partner

Each of us differs in the ways that we receive love. By learning to give love in the ways that our partner can best receive it, and by asking our partner to give us love in the ways that we can receive it, we can create stronger relationships.

[psychologytoday.com]

✨HOW TO READ:

You can read for your Zodiac Sign & House Placement!

— In this case, one might resonate more than the other! So I encourage you read for both placements!

If you’re feeling a little frisky, you can also read for your Venus placement because we are talking about “love”/relationships/dating

🌹ON WITH THE SHOW:

🌬Mercury in Aries/First House

Tarot Card: Page of Wands

If you have Mercury in Aries/1H, then you are a “get it how you live it” type b*tch! When it comes to flirting, shy is NOT the first word that comes to mind. You like to be upfront with your partners & can’t stand someone who beats around the bush. You ARE the bush. A burning bush…to be exact. (S/o to you if you get the reference.) You are a playful lover & have an optimistic & sometimes naive approach to dating— this can make you a very childlike flirt. Being ruled by Mars, you are extremely reactionary. You are the definition of picking up what someone else is putting down— As you get older, you will grow into initiating more, but you will ALWAYS be down for a fun, banter with someone you are interested in.

You may be the type of lover to start verbal arguments, just to spice things up a little bit. If you find yourself getting bored with a potential mate…well…they might as well kiss you goodbye & keep it pushing because you won’t stick around long for someone not willing to entertain your more youthful whims. If you have Mercury in the 1H in particular, you may flirt by telling a beaux about your accomplishments and lead with your competitive spirit. You may be attracted to people you meet at the gym— something about seeing someone all sweaty & fit can really turn you on.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is you LOVE the thrill of the chase. When someone has sparked your interest romantically, you will desire to be in constant communication with them. As I stated earlier, you are not shy. You don’t mind sending 2/3 text in a row if they don’t respond back quick enough. This can be enduring to the right partner, demonstrating loyalty & engagement, but to others, you may come off as “too much”. Don’t worry about it!!!! If you are “too much” for them, then by default, they are “not enough” for you. Just be mindful that not everyone has the speed that you possess when it comes to going after what you want. You will do well with a fellow Mercury in Fire Placement or Air placement. I suggest you stay away from Earth & Water sign Mercury until you learn patience within your own self— & that can be a lifelong journey. Your mind is very goal oriented, but also very short-sighted at times. Learn to balance it if you want to be in a long-lasting relationship. Everything can’t always move at your time.

Now, as much as you love the chase, you may not love the stability of “winning” as much. After you win the number one spot, you may want to mooooovvveeee on to the next cute thing that crosses your path. This can lead to attracting & entertaining truly unavailable partners. Because this is just a flirty post, it’s important to highlight that you are a MAJOR MAJOR MAAAJJOORRR flirt, but not necessarily because you are seeking a permeant relationship. This can manifest one of two ways (mostly), you can either fall head over heels with someone very quickly & then lose the passion for them just as quickly OR you never take relationships seriously to began with & you just enjoy catching a spark & getting a rise out of someone— (sometimes) a mixture of both. Either way, you are a flirt to your core & you love a little competition when it comes to your dating life with your partners. You love a good break-up to make-up type relationship, particularly in your youth, but you’re flirty power truly shines for letting people know what you want/expect quickly. You are not about wasting anytime!

🖤Love Language: Words of Affirmation

“Words of affirmation are words that communicate your love, appreciation, and respect for another person. They're positive words and phrases used to uplift someone. What's more, these compliments and words of encouragement don't have to be said directly to the person.” - verywellmind.com

🎶Song- Maneater by Nelly Furtado

“You either wanna be with me or be me (Come on, now)

Maneater, make you work hard

Make you spend hard, make you want all her love…

Make you cut cards, make you fall real hard in love”

🌬Mercury in Taurus/Second House

Tarot Card: King of Pentacles

If you have Mercury in Taurus/2H, your flirtation style is quite subtle. You possess an elegance in your speech, that most would envy. You also constantly have beauty, luxury & pleasure on the mind, so you lead with your senses. You may have a beautiful & sultry speaking voice, you may carry scent very well, & you CERTAINLY know how to set the vibe with great music, food & wine. Why? Because you ARE the vibe. Opposed to your Aries predecessor, you believe that slow & steady wins the race. You are a flirt simply because people are always trying to flirt with you! When someone approaches you, they may lead with “where did you get that shirt?” Or, “What perfume are you wearing”, just to get your attention. And the answer probably will be “you can’t afford it”. (Just kidding. Lol, you may know how to ball on a budget, but you tend to have expensive/exquisite taste.) You set the tone for some of the most sensual lovers.

Because you are so tuned in to your senses when it comes to dating, you take your time getting to know your partners before you spoil them with the full effect. You are a flirt who loves more of a slow burn & passion that builds overtime. You don’t mind taking things slowly, as long as you know the time is worth your investment.

The Pro/Con of this Mercury placement, is you believe in brutal honesty. This is a blessing & a curse. On one hand, your love interest never has to worry about where they stand with you or how you’re feeling. You have no problem opening up (after a while) to speak your mind clearly. And open communication is KEY to successful relationships. So this is a big big big ole plus. But…on the OTHER hand…you can be so caught up in your own truth, you may forget to actually listen to &/or consider your partner’s truth as well. BE CAREFUL. Taurus is a fixed energy, but fixed doesn’t always mean right…even if you’re right a lot. In the beginning dating phases, you may be too cutting with your words & turn parters off. This isn’t inherently a bad thing, but just be mindful that there is an art to honesty & it doesn’t always require brutality. You can soften your tone from time to time— sometimes the truth is overrated. (Now, full disclosure: I aaammm a Mercury in the 8H native, soooooo….I do admit that I’m the opposite & a bit biased, but there is balance to everything! I believe in a “need to know basis” type communication style.)

Once you are in a more grounded dating routine, you are a loyal, stable, giving, kind & a disciplined flirt. You will be far more consistent w your lovers when communicating— keeping an open dialogue when you move past some stubbornness. You appreciate a lover who is well-kept for. You’ll dish out the compliments to a well groomed, articulate & financially savvy partner, but your REAL flirt style lies in the way you touch. You will most likely communicate to your partners through cuddling & quality time. You will cook for people you care about, enticing them with all the goods in the world. You are more comfortable displaying affection through a soft touch or a simple kiss on the forehand. You love your partners to feel present in the moment, enjoying being alive & indulging in the sensual pleasures that life has to bring. YOU are a flirtation connoisseur!

🖤Love Language: Physical Touch

“If your love language is physical touch, then that means you prefer physical expressions of love over all other expressions (such as verbal compliments or gifts). Note that physical touch as a love language is not all about sex, although sex can be an important aspect of a romantic relationship.” -verywellmind.com

🎶Song: Satisfaction by Benny Benassi, The Biz

“Push Me

And then just touch me

Till I can get my

Satisfaction…”

🌬Mercury in the Gemini/Third House

Tarot Card: Queen of Swords

If you have Mercury in Gemini/3H you were BLESSED with the gift of gab. You are quick witted, light hearted & know how to entertain a person of interest with your sharp intellect. Because you are the most curious of the Zodiac, your flirt style involves asking A LOT of questions. You may find that as you’re getting to know people, you learn a heck of a lot about them & they know close to NOTHING about you. You could be SO good at being elusive, lovers may not even catch your name! There is a certain mystique that comes from this energy because you are the ultimate shape-shifter. It’s giving very Taylor Swift, “Find out what you want, be that girl for a month” energy with a fun & enthusiastic twist! When you flirt, people are enthralled by your knowledge. You know a little about a lot & can make yourself seem like an expert. You keep up with current events, gossip— basically anything that peaks your interest, & this makes you a one of a kind type person, not limited by close-mindedness & simplicity. In fact, some people could find you really difficult to keep up with. When it comes to small talk you are the best of the best.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is your mind is constantly racing. People who are interested in you/you are interested in may not realize just how deep into logic you fall at the prospect of a new relationship. Although you appear fluid & unfazed by casual dating & could be really good at it, you either desire something deeper bc of other placements in your chart, OR the idea of commitment really scares you. You let your imagination run wild very quickly & have a difficult time grounding serious energy. Again, this is a blessing & a curse. You’re able to navigate the dating world really well because you don’t take it too seriously, HOWEVER when it comes to making a deeper commitment you could take it FAR TOO seriously or not seriously enough. This can be confusing for your lovers because they never quite understand where they stand with you. Sometimes you’re all in & sometimes you’re all out. It would take a special person that would be interested in getting to know you past the shallow surface level that could truly peak your interest. You of all signs are able to hide behind banter, although you have a deeply curious & possibly oversaturated mind when it comes to getting to know someone. Regardless of how you flutter into people’s lives, they are always awe struck in your presence & feel a void when you leave. It really is a super power.

You are an amazing flirt! You get an A++ on the flirt test! Just be mindful that when you want something more serious & to explore truths in deep relationships, you will have to stop shape-shifting & be your authentic self—whoever that is. You have to truly let people in to your brain because people won’t naturally be able to keep up with how quickly you move. You could meet someone, imagine your life together and then “ooooo squirrel” & never think about that person again. Don’t hide behind your gift of being able to steer conversation— make an effort to have deep and meaningful conversations & you’ll be surprised how much people adore your natural, flighty & curious selves. I would stay away from Water Mercury placements more than anything. It’s not impossible, but because they operate from a more empathetic space, you would REALLY have to work on your communication because you may appear to cold & distant even if that isn’t your intention. It’s a catch 22 to have Mercury in a Mercury ruled sign because Mercury isn’t the most sexual of planets. You intellectualize relationships & could definitely find yourself on the Sapiosexual spectrum: meaning “Sapiosexuality is a type of sexuality that involves being more attracted by the contents of a person's mind than by the appearance of their body. In order to feel sexually attracted to another person, a sapiosexual person must first feel intellectually stimulated” according to verywellmind.com. You may not grasp the depth of others emotions because you feel flirting & dating is more of a mind game at times. Just be aware & have fun! Use your gifts wisely!

🖤Love Language: Words of Affirmation

🎶Song: Thinkin Bout You by Frank Ocean

“I'm thinking 'bout you (Ooh no, no, no)

I've been thinking 'bout you (You know, know, know)

I've been thinking 'bout you

Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?

Or do you not think so far ahead

Cause I been thinking bout forever, ooh”

🌬Mercury in Cancer/Fourth House

Tarot Card: Page of Cups

If you have Mercury in Cancer/4H, your flirtation style is sweet & wholesome. You may be VERY VERY VERY VEEERRRYYYY shy when it comes to expressing your emotions because you can be caught trying to rationalize your emotions logically which is inherently a trap door. You may not even consider yourself much of a flirt like your Gemini predecessors. Of all placements, Mercury in Cancer is one that may be most likely to be a demisexual; meaning “Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which a person feels sexually attracted to someone only after they've developed a close emotional bond with them,” according to clevelandclinic.org. (You may or may not resonate with that label, it’s okay!!! I am not trying to define who you are & how you love. I’m just offering an outside perspective! Take it or leave it! Love you either way :)) Even if you are a flirtatious person, who is comfortable meeting people & having light hearted conversations, depending on other placements in your chart, you are most moved by relationships that make you feel comfortable enough to truly express how you’re feeling— even if you don’t know how to put those feelings into words just yet! There is a natural loving quality that you have within your speech. You love nurturing those you care about & would make sure that their basic needs are taken care of if you are truly interested in them. You’ll want to know if they ate, how their day went & if they need anything from you when they get home. This is the true power of empathy this Mercury placement can posses. It is truly enduring to the right person of interest!

The Pros/Cons of this placement is you are so deeply in tune with your own emotions, you can make the poor assumption that those around you can read your mind about how you’re feeling. TRUTH BOMB!!!! They absolutely can’t. In fact, I would suggest that you partner with a fellow Mercury in Water sign because there can be SOME telepathy (still not mind readers though), particularly Mercury in Scorpio/8H OR Mercury in Earth placement because they MAY have more patience when it comes to your communication style. You may be the type to burst into tears before you even start talking because you are so overwhelmed with emotions. THIS IS NOT INHERENTLY A BAD THING! This is just something to beware of and I suggest you channel this energy into something creative! For instance, instead of crying about how your lover didn’t notice that you cut your hair…write a song about it! This can be a highly creative placement as long as you’re able to express what you’re feeling in a constructive manner. You’re empathetic nature is a wonderful gift to give to the world, but most importantly to your partners! They will appreciate the care & consideration you give to them during the courting phases of a new relationship!

When you are able to balance your own emotions with understanding your partners communication style as well, you can have one of the deeper level connections— hence why flirting may work for or against you. If you are a flirt flirt FLIRT, you could be hiding behind your deeper emotions, not wanting to let anyone take advantage of your kindness…but on the other hand, if you prefer to stay in your shell, you should put yourself out there enough to meet someone who fulfills your needs for companionship— someone who cares about you the same way you care about them. Try not to be emotionally manipulative when it comes to dating either. You could fall into the trap of flirting by playing the damsel in distress role. Again, not always a bad thing (some placements play too tough & that’s not great either, there is always a balance) but when it comes to developing true & authentic connections, the victim/savior dynamic can only take you but so far & ultimately leave you feeling more abandoned than loved in the end. Lead with you caring side & you will find the partner who understands your need to be emotionally understood!

🖤Love Language: Quality Time

“People who speak the love language of quality time want to be the object of their lover's undivided attention. They want to feel cherished and prioritized, and rather than receiving gifts, words, acts, or touch, they prefer to simply spend meaningful time together.” — blinkist.com

🎶Song: Loveeeee Song by Rihanna ft. Future

“Boy, lately you've been stingy with your time

Got me wondering, I'm wondering if I'm on your mind

Boy, I just wanna be in your possession

You say I'm the one you want, so come express it…

I don't wanna give you the wrong impression

I need love and affection

And I hope I'm not sounding too desperate

I need love and affection”

🌬Mercury in Leo/Fifth House

Tarot Card: King of Wands

If you have Mercury in Leo/5H, your flirtation style is bold & in your face. You KNOW your worth & you get off on letting people know you know it! You know how to make an entrance & people are naturally entranced by your regal & authoritative nature. People of interest may find it hard to approach you because you seem so out of their league. It’s only natural that you get put on a pedal stool. You care a lot about your appearance & how you come off to others. You don’t like to be outshines when it comes to flirting, so you may be drawn to individuals who are well liked or already in relationships. Why? Not because you’re a home-wrecker, but because you may prefer some competition. You carry yourself in such a way, you are hard to miss. When you speak, people listen. You may also be HIGHLY creative, so your need for expression can draw in an audience that is amazed by your talent & beauty. Being ruled by the Sun, you really know how to light up a room.

There is an aura about you that screams “don’t talk to me, unless you can buy me a diamond ring”. You may or not be materialistic, of course this depends on other placements in your chart, but you do come off that way regardless. You only want the best of what the world has to offer— the best food, the best friends & the best lovers! You can be quite selective about who you chose to flirt with because you are naturally an extremely loyal person. You want to make sure that you are aligning yourself with the best, the brightest & the most beautiful. You are the definition of having standards when it comes to dating! And that’s an amazing gift.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is that you can come off as very “me” centered. People can take your need to feel important as you assuming they are less important, which isn’t necessarily the case. You are a very open & caring person & would fight for anyone you love— however, in the dating phases, it may seem as if you only care about yourself. How do you combat this? Just remember to take a step back from time to time & spoil your partner by listening to them & giving them your undivided attention. Combat your urge to interject with your personal antidotes. Don’t worry, you’ll have your time to shine again! I highly suggest you seek out like minded Mercury placements, like other Fire signs or even Air Signs. They will be able to understand that you are not so self-absorbed, but rather just speaking from your personal experiences. You will just have to be careful to not create an atmosphere that feels as if you & your person of interest are fighting for dominance in communication. This can be done with patience & understanding.

You are a razzle-dazzle kind of lover & anyone who is amazing enough to peak your interest is a lucky-ducky indeed! You will go to war for those you care about & your unwavering loyalty is something to envy. Those that are attracted to you will be overjoyed with how much fun & creativity you bring into their lives. You have great taste & only enjoy the best for you and your loved one! A great flirt you are indeed…to the rich— I mean “right”— person, of course!

🖤Love Language: Giving/Receiving Gifts

“If one's love language is gift giving, it simply means that one received early in life the clear communication that giving a gift is an important, acceptable, and/or clear way to show others how you feel about them and that you love and appreciate them” — womenshealthmag.com

🎶Song: Get the Party Started by Pink

“Get this party started on a Saturday night

Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive

Sendin' out the message to all of my friends

We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz

I got lotsa style, check my gold diamond rings

I can go for miles if you know what I mean

I'm comin' up so you better get this party started

(I'm comin' up, I'm comin')

I'm comin' up so you better get this party started”

🌬Mercury in Virgo/Sixth House

Tarot Card: Queen of Pentacles

If you have Mercury in Virgo/6H your flirtation style is particularly unique & interesting. Why? Because you tend to be very shy & to yourself. You’re a deep thinker, constantly problem solving & attempting to get the most perfect outcome to any given situation. You tend to be EXTREMELY detail oriented & focus on the little things in life. Because you have this desire for perfection, you are very cautious with your words & expressions. You, like Cancer Mercury placements, tend to stick to yourself— you may not be the most open person when pursuing a new lover. Instead of talking about your feelings…you would THRIVE in the Era of love letters! You are beautifully articulate & well spoken, so when you are able to physically write your emotions out, you can use words & written language as a tool to express your most loving thoughts. If this placement was a movie— it would be The Notebook. Truly a romantic placement, but quite honestly, misunderstood when it comes to flirting. You, like your Leo predecessor, care A LOT about how you come off. You keep manicured nails & toes, clean hair, because you care about cleanliness & this is a subtle way of letting your person of interest know you are, in fact, interested. When you truly desire someone, you want to appear your best at all times. You get voted most likely to cancel a date because you broke a nail. Again, others may perceive this as shallow or you using it as an excuse to distance yourself, but that is so far from the truth. As Mercury is your ruling planet, you are a master communicator— particularly when it comes to poetry & prose— but Mercury is arguably the most a-sexual planet, so it is a bit of a catch 22. Like your brother sign Gemini, may THINK too much about love, instead of actually experiencing it. The difference is Geminis LOVE to flirt, kind of like an intellectual sparring match, where you love the idea of love & would rather write about it in your journal, rather than approach that person in real life. How cute!

The Pros/Cons of this placement is that you can be hard to read for your person of interest. You really have to make it a point to communicate how you’re feeling about them in poetic/artistic ways. Virgo/6H placement naturally carry a hermetic type energy, craving solitude to think things through. This is not inherently a bad thing, it just means you have to do due diligence of incorporating potential lovers into your life/routines & ultimately into your mind. When this placement is in a low vibration or simply underdeveloped, you may “flirt” by being nitpicky & starting petty arguments with your lovers. This placement can have an undying need to be right & miss the big picture because they are too busy focusing on small details. BE MINDFUL! This is something that makes your mind great & quick & honestly, necessary in the world to have such a wonderful problem solver— HOWEVER, this can be a turn off when in the early dating phases because it can come off in a way that you feel as if you a better than someone else OR that the people you date need fixing, & aren’t already good enough. This may not be your intention, but be sure to let people express themselves in the best way they know how. Critique to help, but don’t get stuck just criticizing to criticize. This can be a very thin balance, but vital for the longevity of any relationship.

You are a dedicated & service oriented type lover. You would much rather demonstrate your love through doing, rather than just out right “flirting”. You show up 15-minutes early for a date you are truly excited about & make sure to wear the finest linens. Although you may appear to go above & beyond for lovers in the beginning phases, if you feel as if you are being taken for granted, you are on to the next quick, fast & in a hurry, like you brother sign, Gemini. You don’t hesitate to keep it pushing. This is the beauty of having a Mercury ruled sign in the Mercury placement— your mind is quick, so sometimes you can go through lover’s quickly. Leaving them in the DUST for some of the pettiest reasons! While you’re young…enjoy!!! But as you grow, you may need to understand that the perfect partner doesn’t exist, so you’ll never find what you’re seeking if you don’t allow a little fluidity into your love life. Learn to have fun & be open! You’d probably do best with a fellow Mercury in Virgo person, simply because Virgo energy understands Virgo energy best…if not, Taurus/Capricorn COULD be a great match also!

🖤Love Language: Acts of Service

“In terms of intimate relationships, Acts of Service is a language that can best be described as doing something for your partner that you know they would like, such as filling up their gas, watering their plants, or cooking them a meal.” — verywellmind.com

🎶Song: Cater 2 U by Destiny’s Child

“Let me cater to you

'Cause baby this is your day

Do anything for my man

Baby you blow me away

I got your slippers

Your dinner

Your dessert and so much more

Anything you want

Let me cater to you

Inspire me from the heart

Can't nothing tear us apart

You all I want in a man

I put my life in your hands”

🌬Mercury in Libra/Seventh House

Tarot Card: Page of Swords

If you have Mercury in Libra/7H, You. Are. The. ULTIMATE. Flirt. Only rivaled by Gemini, although you can be FAR more touchy-feely. Of course this depends on other placements in your chart, but you KNOW how to turn on the charm. You are charisma personified. You are most likely an attractive person on the outside, but regardless of your outer appearance, you have an extremely attractive mind. You are balanced & logical & want nothing but fairness when it comes to your relationships. Unlike your opposite sign, Aries, you lead with the other person. You flatter them. You don’t mind dishing out the compliments & don’t see your romantic interest as competition, but rather a compliment to you. You, like Leos, have HIGH standards when it comes to your lovers. You won’t just settle down with anyone. You go through a LONG process of LITERALLY weighing your options, so you can be hard to pin down. You, of all signs, are able to find beauty & equality in all things…hence why you are SUCH a flirt. If you see something/someone you like, you have no problem telling them you like their shirt with a quick wink, HOWEVER, very rarely are you truly trying to make something last out of a simple playful interaction. This can lead you to having a plethora of admirers, but no one that you see anything seriously with. This is a great placement to have for business dealing & if you’re interested in politics. You know how to read a room, read a person & act accordingly. You are so dang likable it can be sickening! The irony in this placement is you take your relationships VERY seriously. You actually prefer to be in a commitment more than any other signs. You enjoy being dutiful & find purpose when you are integrated into someone else’s fabric of life. BUT. When it comes to casual dating, you are gone with the wind fabulous. You are here for a good time & not a long time. You can separate a serious commitment from a fling like no other. This can be INFURIATING to people who are trying to pursue you because you seem so unbothered even though you gave them a wonderful compliment & treated them so well.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is how long is can take for you to pick a partner to settle down with. In the dating realm, this is almost a perfect placement. You are considerate, passionate when you need to be, lovable & fun! But on the other hand, when it comes to taking a dating situation to the next level, you can get cold feet— again, weighing the pros & cons of being in a relationship because you actually understand the sacrifice that it takes to be in a commitment. And sadly, if you don’t think the person if worth sacrificing for entirely OR you’re just not in a space to sacrifice to being with...that lover can FORGET IT! As much as you enjoy beauty & light-hearted dating, Libra is still very much a masculine sign. Regardless of gender (or lack of gender), you tend to want to be the provider in your relationships. You enjoy the delicate balance of give & take, feminine & masculine energy, in any of your longterm commitments. And if anyone disrupts that, you will not stick around. On the outside looking in, you may seem wishy-washy & non-committal, but that actually isn’t the case. You WILL commit, but only after you have thought about it from all angles & sides. You are rational minded & sometimes this can hurt the people around you because what you said in passing may have meant nothing to you, but everything to them! PLUS, when you are in a full blown commitment, you may still come across as flirty, whether you intend to or not. Your partners will have to require a lot of trust & understanding about how you express yourself. You’re just a “nice” person who wants the world to be a more beautiful place— one flirt at a time. I recommend you stick with other Air Signs or Fire Signs Mercury placements, because other people may misinterpret your nature. But if you’re with a Fire sign, they will desire fast communication & that may overwhelm you from time to time so just be mindful.

All in all, this is a wonderful placement when it comes to communication & flirting in casual relationships because you are so fair minded. You don’t like to stop on people’s toes, but sometimes you can feel like you’re leading people on if they don’t understand that you’re just a naturally flirty person. You can hand out words, kisses & compliments out like candy! Be careful that you’re not rotting someone’s sweet tooth!

🖤Love Language: Physical Touch

🎶Song: Nevermind by Dennis Lloyd

“All I, I ever ask, ever ask

Are you gonna, are you gonna be my lover?

Tonight, and take it with, take it with me

Take it with me, hmm…

What if I left and it made no sense

And you tell your friends

And they hold your hands

Baby, nevermind, nevermind

Nevermind, nevermind”

🌬Mercury in Scorpio/Eighth House

Tarot Card: King of Cups

If you have Mercury in Scorpio/8H, your flirtation style isn’t so “flirty” in the traditional sense. With this placement, you tend not to trust people too easily, so you’re not the biggest fan of small talk. This inherent contradiction of a “non-communicative” mercury makes you an interesting & complex lover that people are drawn to get to know. You more so operate from “energies” & “vibes”, & people are either drawn to you like a moth to a flame or repelled by you like a moth to flying insect spray…lol. However, you have an unmistakable allure & you shift energy when you walk into a room. Just as elusive as a Gemini & yet somehow as dreamy as a Pisces— this unique combination makes your lovers fixed on you, projecting their deepest darkest desires on you, wanting to uncover whatever it is you’re hiding. Almost as if you are a lost cave of hidden knowledge & gems, just waiting to be discovered. Truth is…you’re most likely just shy! Now, don’t get me wrong, you are certainly one of the deepest thinkers of the Zodiac. You have fascinating interest in the occult & keep your feelings close to your chest, but this is usually a defense mechanism to an extent because you fear if people know what you’re thinking, then they may be able to control your mind. And as Mars as your ruler, you are all about control— and in this case, mind control. This works 2 ways. When you flirt, it may come off as obsession. Much like your brother sign, Aries, when you “want” something/someone, it’s not just want, it’s desire, it’s craving, it’s intoxicating infatuation. You can be a bold lover, striking when the time is right…but if the time is not right…you will wait & wait & wait & wait & wait— like a Jaguar hunting its unassuming prey.

The Pros & Cons of this placement is that you have a mighty powerful gaze & aura surrounding you. If the color black was a person, it would be you. You’re beautifully dark, but yet the depths & hues of the nuances of your personality are hard to tell unless someone is REALLY looking. You test lovers more than any other sign to make sure they are truly giving you their undivided attention— much like what you have given to them. You expect loyalty & honesty from your lovers ALTHOUGH you may not give them the same in return. Your version of honesty can be quite controversial. You believe in the “Policy of Truth”, if you truly care about someone & want to know them on a deeper level, you will leave out things that don’t put you in the best light. This placement can be very manipulative when it comes to how & what you choose to communicate to a person that you desire. Your lovers will have to earn your trust before you give them truth & this can be a SLOW process. Because of this personality trait, you may or may not be all that “flirty”. In Western Astrology, Scorpios are almost always described as the sexual beings of the zodiac & that is true…HOWEVER, you crave a deeeeeppppp level of intimacy & connection that casual dating/flirting usually doesn’t allow, making you one of the most difficult partners to actually end up in the bedroom with. You can come across as very fickle & hard to pin-down to people you are not equally trying to connect with. With this placement, you will not connect with just anyone, thus making you one of the least “flirty” Mercury placements at first glance. Although you may be able to develop a way with words as time passes, you must at least feel you will be able to gain something out of the exchange. You are far too intense for casual love affairs. Now passionate love affairs— is right up your ally!

Having Mercury in such a deep sign, again makes you a deep thinker, unlike other placements who gloss over people, you want to know EVERYTHING & I mean EVERYTHING about a potential mate. The irony here is, your way of flirting can be a form of stalking. You will dig & dig & dig & dig into the personal life of lovers, or you will ask the deepest questions to attempt to get into their psychology— deep psych evaluations & damn near hypnotism is your way of “flirting”. Many of your lovers may not even realize you are in pursuit of them, while on the other hand, you may not comprehend how deeply someone is wanting to connect with you. Due to the mixture of pure shyness & mystique, you are an astounding lover that oozes of pure, unfiltered, sex appeal WHEN IT IS EARNED. The trickiest part of this placement, is people will want to fill in the blanks about you if they don’t know. You can be subject to nasty rumors or people making CRAZY assumptions about you, but it’s simply because they want to explain the inexplicable. You have a certain energy that people dream of exploring, yet may not be up for how deep they would have to dive in order to truly get to know you. Any lover that only gets to know you in a causal sense will always be left with a lingering feeling of wondering what you were truly hiding in that closet of yours.

🖤Love Language: Quality Time

***For you of all signs, I probably say you’d need the most love languages to be demonstrated in order to feel safe & secure in a relationship. Everyone identifies with multiple, but you NEED to see all the proof in the pudding before you take a leap of faith with someone.

🎶Song: Every Breath You Take by The Police

“Every breath you take

Every move you make

Every bond you break

Every step you take

I'll be watching you…

Oh can't you see

You belong to me?

How my poor heart aches with every step you take.”

***hehe, this is one of my all time favorite songs…& it is FAR from a love song, but as a Mercury in the 8H person myself…I think it’s a funny song choice aaannndddd somewhat accurate! You know how we are! Lol

🎶Bonus song!!! (Don’t tell the others lol)

To The End- My Chemical Romance

“If you marry me,

Would you bury me?

Would you carry me to the end?

🌬Mercury in Sagittarius/Ninth House

Tarot Card: Queen of Wands

If you have Mercury in Sagittarius/9H, your flirtation can take quite a few different forms. As a mutable sign, you’re like Gemini & Pisces (Virgo, yes, but not so much in this case), so you are able to adapt to any environment, possessing a shape-shifter type energy. The major difference between you & the others is, you believe the truth will set you free, so after awhile, your true colors will always shine through to your romantic interested. You could be attracted to people who are different than you in some way. Sagittarius/9H energy is all about expanding your horizons, & connecting with people of different cultures & backgrounds is a way to see the world through a different set of lenses! This is a wonderful trait because you almost always carry an exoticness within your essence. You may not feel super special in your home town, but once you travel to different areas, people will know that you are not from around there. In this case, seeing as we are talking about Mercury, it shows up particularly in the way you think/communicate. Perhaps you have a distinct accent. You are just as curious as Gemini about the outside world, but instead of focusing on the day to day mechanics & “gossip”, you’d rather talk about more philosophical questions & debate about religion, meditation & yoga. You honestly flirt by preaching to those you are interested in. You crave someone who is a free thinker & can talk about anything. You are as much of a student of life as you are a teacher and you will not be caught DEAD flirting with a dumb-dumb. Intelligence is what turns you on, but it doesn’t have to be “book smart”. You are so open to different ideas in the world & you value someone who can teach you the laws of the land & navigate the way of the streets. It’s giving very Princess Jasmine & Aaladin vibes in this case. You will flirt & be attracted to the “street rats” of the world because they can offer you a different experience than what you are used to.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is you can come off as self-righteous and kind of a know-it-all to potential suiters. More than likely, you have received some form of higher education or have traveled around more than your next door neighbor. This is not inherently a bad thing, but this is the magic of knowing when to turn on and off the charm. You could easily want to lead with how worldly & experienced you are, which is an amazing thing, but understand, that is a privilege! So please be mindful not to “rub it in” everyone’s faces that you are an interesting and well-traveled person, and also try not to judge others for not being on the same level as you. Just smile & keep it moving, there is no need to argue. On the other hand, because this can be such a spiritual placement, you may find yourself to be quite “close-minded”, when it comes to YOUR religion, YOUR philosophy of life, & YOUR truth. The passion you posses about your views is something that most will admire, BUT if you’re coming off as someone who assumes they are better or have the moral high ground, again, this can be a turn off to any potential love interest.

Your love for learning & teaching is unique & extraordinary. You carry within you a vessel of knowledge & experiences that some would only dream of! It puts you in a little bit of an awkward situation when it comes to your love life though, because student/teacher relationships aren’t *supposed* to be “sexy”. This is a bit of a mixed bag. In today’s society, it can be assumed that a teacher is abusing their power by pursuing a student. (I am not speaking about elementary school through high school!!! I’m speaking about adult relationships!!!! Think Guru/Yogi student, Preacher/Subject in Congregation etc.) But in your case, you most likely wouldn’t have it any other way. You desire to learn from your partners. If they can’t teach you something, then they can kick rocks! You are humbled by a knowledgeable person, who has also spent their life seeking truth, the same way you have. You may find yourself drawn to certain professors or people in powerful positions where people listen to what they have to say. Or, you may be the person who draws a lot of people towards you because you have such a database of wisdom that people find attractive! This has the potential to be a GREAT love affair with the right person, but I wouldn’t say you are much of a “flirt” in the traditional sense. You’d hand your love interest a book that you found insightful before a bouquet of roses!

🖤Love Language: Quality Time

🎶Song: Part of Your World by Halle Bailey

“…And ready to know what the people know

Ask 'em my questions and get some answers

What's a fire and why does it, what's the word?

Burn?

When's it my turn?

Wouldn't I love, love to explore that shore up above?

Out of the sea

Wish I could be

Part of that world”

(yes, the black one!! S/o to representation, but also s/o to Jodi Benson, the OG Little Mermaid, she served on this song!)

🌬Mercury in Capricorn/Tenth House

Tarot Card: Page of Pentacles

If you have Mercury in Capricorn/10H, your flirting style is business, business, business. This is not to say that you are NOT flirty, because you definitely can be— particularly as you get older— but you flirt with a goal in mind. You’ll flirt for a job promotion, you’ll flirt for priority seating at the fanciest restaurants, you’ll flirt for a discount at Trader Joe’s. You flirt to save money & flirt to earn money. That is what really matters to you. Again, this may come off as shallow, or “gold-digger” type vibes, but there is nothing more than this Mercury sign craves more than mental SECURITY, which goes hand in hand with financial security. You depend on stable relationships, so you can take dating toooooo seriously. If you don’t see the benefit of investing in someone longterm, then…you just won’t. It’s open & shut. With this placement, you are VERY selective with your words. You don’t like to waste time on meaningless conversations because you are a firm believer that time is money. HOWEVER, when you find someone that is worth your time, you give everything to that person & more. It is worth noting here, that Capricorn energy is represented by The Devil card in Tarot. Meaning, that Capricorn energy is the embodiment of temptation & desire. You, more than any other sign, actually know how to entrance your person of interest by talking. You can speak of wonderful plans & goals you have, expensive things that you’ve bought, rare wines that you’ve tasted & lure in an unassuming subject like pray. You even may have a very distinct & sultry voice that is low & earthy. You have a resonance with others because you appear so grounded, cool, calm & collected when you speak. This can instantly be a turn on to the target you have in mind.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is you can take quite a long time to learn how to express yourself, leaving your partners in a very confused state. You, like your Cancer opposite, can spend too much time trying to rationalize your needs in a relationship, rather than actually experiencing the relationship. Because you can be so goal oriented, you don’t leave much time for error or fun in your early years. This can come off as cold & distant to people attempting to pursue you in a romantic way— it’s almost as if you are always just out of reach because you are too busy working on your next big project! This isn’t a bad thing, per say, it just means you have to carve out time for your lovers & be intentional with your dating. Dating & getting to know people just for the heck of it, isn’t a waste of time! It can be nice to go out, laugh & take your mind off of the stress of work or your ambitions. So there is magic in remaining open to potential lovers, you may be surprised at how much you enjoy other people’s company that aren’t talking about work work work. You are WAY more of a do-er than a talker & this can be taken for granted in your relationships. Make sure you end up with someone who understands your need for validation when it comes to the work you do & the bacon that you bring home. You will be the BIGGEST flirt on the planet for someone who acknowledges & appreciate the level of focus & discipline you exude when it comes to your work & romantic relations.

You honestly have the potential to be one of the more flirty signs of the Zodiac, because Saturn, your Mercury ruler, is all about delay and NOT denial. You could have had issues reading or writing as a child that have made you shy, but I bet you’re one of the best readers & writers now! Same with flirting! You may feel awkward in your teens & young 20s, not knowing how to navigate such a crazy dating world, but as you learn the tricks of the trade, you will be able to have one of a kind banter with powerful & influential people. You age like wine, only getting better, tastier & more expensive with time!

🖤Love Language: Acts of Service

🎶Song: Chemtrails Over the Country Club by Lana Del Rey

“I’m on the run with you, my sweet love

There's nothing wrong contemplating God

Under the chemtrails over the country club

Wearing our jewels in the swimming pool

Me and my sister just playing it cool

Under the chemtrails over the country club

What to do next? Maybe we'll love it

White picket chemtrails over the country club

My love, my love…

It's never too late, baby, so don't give up”

🌬Mercury in Aquarius/Eleventh House

Tarot Card: King of Swords

If you have Mercury in Aquarius/11H, your flirtation style is hard to easily put into words. You’re really not much of a flirt UNTIL you are SUPER DUPER comfortable with someone. You flirt by making friends. You’re open-minded, like Sagittarius, but you’re retrained like Capricorn. This puts you in a very delicate balance when it comes to casual dating. You tend to be extremely futuristic & innovative in your thinking— in fact, this placement can signify a genius level comprehension skill, great scientist & technical/skilled artist have this placement— so it may be awkward for you when first meeting new love interest. You may have deep interest in Sci-Fi or technology. You like gadgets & can constantly be tinkering with things, or have a very niche interest like…Vedic astrology for example, so it can be more difficult for you to connect to people on a day to day basis just because your ideas can seem so radical and “out-there”. This is a BEAUTIFUL thing to someone who understands you. They will never be bored with the conversation, although at times, they may have trouble keeping up. I suggest you date fellow Air sign Mercurys because they will be interested in the same things you’re interested in, or at least be curious enough to look into it! Because you march to the beat of your own drum, your flirt style will be equally as unique as you are. You could flirt by explaining to someone quantum mechanics or by telling them how Picasso was an absolute genius when it came to the color blue in his blue series or the difference between the tropical astrology system & the sidereal. The conversations are limitless with you and a person of interest!

The Pros/Cons of this placement is you may feel quite isolated when it comes to communicating your ideas to potential lovers. You may feel as if your ideas are “too weird” and you don’t want to scare them off! OR you just have troubles relating to the “common man” because your brain is just far beyond keeping up with Kardashians. You care about world peace, and helping others, so you may not be super interested in the latest gossip. I mean C’mon…THERE ARE KIDS DYING IN AFRICA, KIM! (That’s a joke…lol) You care more about how the algorithms work on instagram, rather than scrolling through the content, so this can make you feel outcast in the dating scene. Feeling excluded is the hallmark of Aquarius energy. THIS ISN’T A BAD THING!!!!! It just means it may take you a longer time to find your soul tribe & chances are, your soulmate will be a friend first before a lover. Because you have a fixed placement, you cherish the people who come into your life that understand you on a mental & spiritual level. You may not care as much about looks, gender or social class as some of the other placements do when it comes to dating— you can be very flexible when it comes to who you fall in love with, just because it’s so hard for you to find people who vibrate on your same wavelength. YOU have the mind that keeps the culture moving forward. You are the inventors & creators of the generations! You’re the trend setters & trailblazers which can be a lonely lonely road when it comes to causal things like dating. Again, it is imperative for you to find likeminded people who get you or get that they don’t get you but still don’t judge you for it! You’re more of a mental flirt than anything else! You enjoy intelligent conversation & would die of boredom listening to someone who is small minded.

You will be one of the most fascinating & intriguing lover to anyone who actually takes the time to get to know you! In some cases, a Scorpio/8H mercury may be compatible because they will view you as a never ending puzzle they need to solve. Either way, you’ll need to be with someone who wants to dig deeper into you, past your seemingly eccentric nature & get to know the loving kind side of you. You are more likely to fall for a friend or someone in your friendship circle because you know you have things in common. You could also be far more comfortable dating on an online setting, in virtual realities of some sort! Things in common/true compatibility in the most important thing to you when it comes to flirting & dating. You don’t care much for frivolous banter although you may be good at it— there will always be a voice inside of you saying “this person is sooooooo dumb”. All I ask, is that you remain humble when meeting people, different people are in different areas of life & we can’t judge them on the level they are on. The moment you do that & start accepting people for who they are, the “Right” people will be drawn into your energy field & you’ll feel truly accepted by those that love you & that you love!

Side Side Side note: You are also the sign that would most likely thrive in a polyamorous relationship (multiple partners at once), because you are capable of loving multiple friends at one time. You very well may not be interested in open-relationships, because you are a fixed sign & value loyalty  & stability…but you may do well in one. You wouldn’t fall victim to jealousy & possessiveness as much as other signs.

🖤Love Language: Words of Affirmation

🎶Song: Dirty Feeling by Lolawolf

“I got a dirty feeling that it's going down

I got that dirty feeling

Look at ya, look at ya

Move slow

Slow on the low, slow on the low

Low, low

Low

Boy you should go now

Boy you should go

I can see what's coming, oh no

I know you've been gunning

I got a dirty feeling that it's going down”

🌬Mercury in Pisces/Twelfth House

Tarot Card: Queen of Cups

If you have Mercury in Pisces/12H, your flirtation style works on a cosmic level. You radiate vibes, like sonic waves, that lure in your object of desire. You can be quite shy in real life, but there is an elusive quality about you that causes people to yearn for you & be drawn towards you. You are extremely slippery when it comes to the dating field, because you, like Aquarius, your predecessor, are naturally extraordinarily other worldly! (After all, you are 2 houses after the 10H of the world, so you’ve busted out of the matrix in some way). You seem to be neither here, nor there. You float through life & people may never know or not know where they stand with you because chances are, they may not even know where you are. Your dreamlike nature is a literal dream come true for some, & so flirting with you seems as if they met someone from the movies. You’re real, but are you real? You’re here, but are you here? That type of energy. When you like someone, you will want to dissolve into each other’s world. You’ll want to be with them, meeting on such a spiritual level, that language isn’t the prime way you communicate. You feel your partners rather than listen to them…which can work for and against you, depending on how strong your relationship is with the other person. Because you are one of the most empathetic placements, when it comes to a person of interest, you want to be valuable to them by helping them through their personal spiritual journey. Due to this nature, you may be attracted/drawn to lost souls & lost souls may be attracted/drawn to you as well. You prefer a partner with a past, because you desire to show them a bright & escapist type future. You are called to break chains for your lovers, so your flirty style can be wholesome & very loving.

The Pros/Cons of this placement is exactly what makes it great— you’re otherworldliness. You understand the world through vibrations & energies, not necessarily though words & actions. You see deeply into people & have an extremely psychic ability that only a privileged few are privy to. You probably communicate through music & sound. You would be far more comfortable sharing a song or writing a song about your feelings for someone than being able say it! And to be fair, the songs you write/share may not even have lyrics! You would be more likely to flirt by telling someone “you make me feel like the color orange” or “you remind me of the discord in Beethoven’s Fifth” than being like “hey, I think you’re cute!”. This is wonderfully romantic, but if your partner doesn’t think like you do, well, then you run the risk of feeling rejected & emotionally abandoned by them. This mercury sign, more than other, has to learn how to communicate on a practical level. With your opposite sign being Virgo, master communicators, you get left holding the bag of trying to figure out how to put your experiences into words that people can relate & identify with. Of COURSE, I recommend that you channel your energy into art, you will be understood by some, but you have to put yourself out there & not get lost in the fantasy of it all. Jupiter, your ruling planet, is all about blending the lines & expansion, which is a beautiful thing, but sometimes the real restraints that we have in the world can limit people being able to connect— especially when it comes to fleeting relationships.

Your nature can be so light & inviting, or it can be like a dark black abyss with no end in sight…much like the oceans fish inhabit. People will want to project their deepest desires/fears on to you, because you reflect back to them like clear water. They see a distorted version of themselves in you & this can be very challenging when it comes to dating & flirting. You will need partners who are grounded & level-headed, but also understand your need to be understood in non-traditional communicative ways. You have a gorgeously creative mind that sees the possibilities in the world, rather than the poverties. You are able to find beauty in the most broken of people, places & things, because you perhaps feel broken and forsaken by the world yourself. This is not an easy placement, but it has the most potential for true spiritual enlightenment! Dating may not be your strong suit, but connection to source sure is! You will find people who appreciate & celebrate the gifts that you have to offer, even if it gets lost in translation from time to time! You are an exquisite mermaid from beyond the sea!

🖤Love Language: Giving/Receiving Gifts

🎶Song: In My Head by Lil Tjay

“I got some funny feelings in my head

And girl, I don't know what to call it (call)

Too iffy and quick, I can't say that it's love

But I know that I want some more of it (more)

These feelings, been stuck in my head

Ain't too big on love, but with you, I'm all for it (no)

See the world, me and you, we can tour it

Fuck all them bitches, they ain't shit, they ignorin'

Daily you be on my mind

My heart hurt beat and bruised, from the owner before it

Got a good feelin' this time”

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𓂃⋆ MEANS SOMETHING | E.W

⇢𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: childhood bsf! Ellie x reader

ᰔ↝ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒚: Ellie and you have been bestfriends for years, she has had a crush on you forever but you are so oblivious to it

𝄞↝ 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐 : mean something by lizzy McApline, that's the way I loved you by Taylor swift

♡. ↝ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 (𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ) i think thats it?

↝𝒂/𝒏: been working on this one for a while but finally finished it!! super shitty summery bc I have no idea how i do a good one anyways enjoy angels!!

𝐰𝐜: 𝟏.𝟑𝐤

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You made Ellie feel like a fool when you touched her so casually as if she was wanting for something you were unaware was there. You would bring up girls in your conversation, which made her go crazy. She didn't show it, of course not, Why would she? You guys were just friends. Ellie knew you treated her differently than other friends, and every time Ellie would think you might like her back, you'd use that godforsaken word. Friend. Yeah, sure just friends.

She was completely consumed by you, how could you not know? it something Ellie thought about constantly at night. She would do anything for you. Tell her to jump off a plane. And she's already on it. She has always been by your side since you were kids. There was no way she would ever stop being with you. That thought just seems impossible to her. You were there for her from her first bike lesson, which ended with her driving into a lake, a funny story, really. To her crying about some girl she liked. You have always supported Ellie and her stupid decisions. You weren't sure about your sexuality it's not something you guys ever talked about. Ellie knew that as kids you liked guys but after that, she hadn't really heard you speak about a single guy. You would just talk about girls you found pretty which made Ellie feel like she had some chance with you.

And she always loved the way you were with her.

You were sweet and caring, she never really thought she deserved it nor did she believe that such a sweet person could ever like someone like her. Every time you would show up at her house when you hadn't heard from her in a while. Your sweet embrace was the first thing she felt when she opened the door. Your arms over her and hugging her, she loved it. She wasn't really a hugging person but coming from you? it was always comforting.

Ellie always hoped for more, she didn't know when she started to hope for more. But at some point, she really was sure you liked her back. She would catch little things that remind her of you and think it's a sign from the universe that you are meant to be. She would even see your zodiac sign and find everything about it, just to find out if the astronomical bullshit would say you two were meant to be. Even though she doesn't really believe in it so when it doesn't match up with hers she would just curse and call it bullshit.

And that one night when the two of you stole Joel's alcohol and sneaked out to look at the stars. You had gotten so tipsy that you had kissed her. She was flustered and was frozen still from the kiss she couldn't believe had happened. You completely changed the topic but for Ellie? She was always there. Reliving in that moment. In that painful yet dreamiest reality she had experienced with you. She would often think about it, mostly on her sleepless nights. Sometimes she would even think it was a dream and even imagine that that moment was much longer than it actually was.

She didn't want to think that it never meant anything. Because she was waiting, for the perfect moment to confess. It was stupid really, to have a dream like that. It was unrealistic, and it showed in so many ways. As you guys grew older your relationship became a constant series of fights and arguments. Ellie didn't know how or why the fights started, but the last time you guys argued was it. You both stopped all contact. The silence made Ellie go insane, how do you go from talking every day to not at all?

Ellie still held onto the hope that one day things would go back to the way they were. That you would look at her the way you used to, and that the fights and arguments would disappear within the two of you. She knew it was wishful thinking, but she couldn't help it. She was still consumed by you, even after all these years. But maybe it was time for her to start letting go. To start moving on and finding happiness in other things.

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As time went the less relevant it felt to actually talk again. The time feeling like it moved slower than the years, you guys have been friends.

Yet here you are, debating everything about yourself. “You look beautiful tonight,” They said as they opened the car door. You were standing with your date about to get into their car. That wasn't Ellies car. The person Infront of you was perfect, sweet, and kind. But this felt weird, you knew why. But you tried to ignore it.

And you missed Ellie, your heart would always be with her, no matter what. But you still was on this date, bout to get into the car of this stranger and before you were aware of it you looked at them apologizing before turning your heels and walking away. Leaving them to wonder. You had made it. All the way to her house. Ellie's heart sank in both dread but hope as she saw you, looking as wonderful as ever, standing there at her door.

She was confused of course. You hadn't talked in a few months, making it impossible for her to understand why you would be here. With no explanation, you simply showed up at her doorstep. You tried to explain to her why you were there, but everything came out as a jumbled mess. All you knew was that you missed Ellie. You missed her smile, her laugh, the way she always knew how to make you feel better. And as you looked into her eyes, you realized that you had been blind to what was right in front of you all along. You loved Ellie, and you were willing to do anything to make things right between the two of you. And she looked so dreamy, in her oversized gray hoodie that you had borrowed and worn many times before.

It might even be the last piece of clothing of hers that you had worn before the silence in it all. You wondered if she was wearing it for that exact reason.

Her heart was pounding with excitement, but also with anxiety. She had spent countless hours daydreaming about you realizing your feelings for her, but over time, she had come to accept that it was never going to happen. That made this moment all the more surreal. And yet, here you were, standing in front of her, telling her that you missed her and that you loved her. It was overwhelming, and Ellie didn't know how to respond. All she knew was that she still loved you too, despite everything that had happened between you.

As you both embraced, it felt like all the hurt and pain from the past few months had disappeared. It was just you and Ellie, together again. And as you kissed her, you knew that you never wanted to let go. You would do anything to make her happy, to make things right between you. This was it, the moment she had been waiting for, the moment that you realized that you had always loved her, and that you always would.

As your lips finally parted, you couldn't help but smile at each other. You knew that this was the start of something new, something that could last forever. Ellie's eyes sparkled with happiness as she looked at you, and you knew that you had made the right decision. You were going to make things work between you, no matter what it took.

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As you both walked hand in hand, down the familiar streets, it felt like no time had passed at all. You talked and laughed, like you used to do, like nothing had changed. It was as though everything in the world was right again, just because you were back together.

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🎞️tags: @fleurclet , @princesspookieforevs , @likedovesinthewindd, @caraphernellie

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webslingingslasher · 3 months

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oohh i just thought of science guy peter x astrology girlie trouble dynamic 🤓 trouble tries to convince peter that astrology is real and it makes sense, or like she tells him about horoscopes and he argues with her telling her it's nonsense, as a science guy. i can imagine they banter over it once in a while it's just funny.

then one day when trouble tells him abt someone she doesn't like, he surprisingly ends up guessing their sign as a diss and trouble is just ECSTATIC

-🧚🏼‍♀️

‘did you know there’s a thirteenth zodiac?’

‘ophiuchus, right?’

‘oh my god, yes! have you been looking into this? that’s so sexy of you.’

‘i could lie for brownie points, but i wont. no, i haven’t been looking into your fortune cookie books-‘

‘horoscope.’

‘-but i do know the constellation’s. plus i find that one cool, it disappears for a month.’

‘it’s frustrating how you can be so annoying and cute at the same time.’

‘ditto, trouble.’

‘wanna hear todays horoscope?’

‘you’re gonna tell me it no matter what.’

‘okay, for mister handsome leo, today says “you’re born romantic by nature, but today you’re likely to think more in terms of physical passion than idealized romance,” is that true?’

‘if you’re asking if i want to have sex with you, the answer is yes. it’s always yes.’

‘you’re greedy. okay, wait, this is actually kind of good. “the color blue might seem especially appealing right now, but don’t forget to add some red for passion. phone your romantic interest and have fun tonight.”’

‘there’s no fucking way. let me see that.’

‘that’s weird. i don’t like it.’

‘it’s okay, you just have to give in. be spiritual, peter. the universe is begging you.’

‘your delusions are tough but i fight through them for you.’

‘oh my god, you know who’s delusional? fucking jack. you don’t know him but he’s that one guy in the lecture who always has something to say and it’s always some woe is me shit! we could be talking about the german bomb dogs and he’d say it’s not as sad as his blind dog falling into the pool.’

‘let me guess, he’s a cancer?’

‘what did you just say?’

‘his zodiac. he’s a cancer?’

‘why… why would you say that?’

‘because you tell me all the time about how cancer men are the absolute worst humans alive.’

‘because they are! and guess what, nonbeliever? you’re right!’

‘i don’t wanna be right about this one. this will make you think there might be some validity to your claims and i can’t have that happen. no, no.’

‘you were right.’

‘i was making fun of you.’

‘and you happened to be right. because you knew he was a self pitying person and only one sign does that.’

‘wrong. i pity myself for entertaining you with this nonsense.’

‘understandable. i’ll see you later tonight… in your blue and red.’