#second one said my soulmate is a virgo

[drinkinstars]

Hi ☺️👋, I would like to request the Kpop love triangle ship.I choose enhypen. My MBTI (infj).my big6 is Sun in Capricorn, Moon in Leo, Rising in Virgo, Mercury in Capricorn, Mars in Sagittarius, Venus in Sagittarius . Thank you for your attention and have a wonderful day/night

Hello here you go hun! @snowyukiie

Your love triangle in Enhypen would be between:

⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡... ⋙

.. 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕠𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ 𝕁𝕒𝕪! 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

ᴡʜʏ ꜱᴜɴᴏᴏ:

Okay so there for me it’s definitely a lot of soulmate trope and opposite attracts vibe and both of your energy matches so well like Moon (You) and Sun (Sunoo). The communication between you two is so good and mostly because you are aware of each other emotional needs, the type of relationship where you two could stay awake talking about deep but also random topics until 5 am and then be like “shit we forgot to sleep”. It would be also really sweet and lovey dovey with a lot of cuddles. There’s also a lot of trust between you two even tho you both can be jealous you know you wouldn’t hurt the other one and that if one of you fell out of love he/she would rather break up than cheat also you two would never be bored together and expect very funny dates even after being a couple you would go to party like I said there’s jealousy but Sunoo wants you to have fun if you wanna wear a sexy dress and go dancing in some club he will be okay with that even if he will insist to go with you cause you know you so pretty how could he trust the boys :’)? Expect a lot of compliments Sunoo likes to verbally express his love he also makes a lot of promises (even if he doesn’t always fulfill them..) but to compensate he’s a pro at surprises even when he’s also surprised by his actions like you feel down and tired the man would come home notice that you are in a bad mood book a weekend in a thermal spa resort prepare your luggage and then ten minutes after carry you to the car out of nothing with a “let’s go babe can’t you remember?” And you be like “You mean what you planned 2 FREAKIN SECONDS AGO” chaotic yes✨. I think you two would enjoy also making his friends your friends and reversed to make big trip altogether. He would also make you go out when you maybe would be like “it’s Sunday afternoon come on” but in exchange he would gladly take part too to the film and cuddle afternoons. And as surprising at it can be for Sunoo he would enjoy simple dates too like coffee shop date and museum dates. (Even if sometimes he would ask for arcade,karaoke or theme parks nights hangouts)

A song: Sex, Drugs, Etc. from Beach Weather

ᴡʜʏ ᴊᴀʏ:

There is the “I can heal you” trope and while Sunoo is a perfect match Jay would be really your comfort person and the best version of you. I can clearly see you two starting as friends but then him falling for you quite fast without realizing it🫣. With Jay you would feel that your emotions are validated you are not oversensitive you are an human and your feelings are too. Y’all would be spending all your time together without even realizing it that’s why even in the friend states your friends would ship you two af. Both of you would have no secrets for one another and there the loyalty level is high(more than Sunoo?). Also Jay would literally be the shield to every toxic person taking profit of your kindness even if he would maybe underestimate you but for him sometimes you look like a defenseless angel and when he gets that weird vibe coming from one of your friends he would just tell you to be careful. Also because you used to be the nurturing type it would just be daily fight for who protects who like Him “what are you doing?” ”protecting you what abt you?”..”you stole my line..”. Jay wouldn’t be that jealous and you neither you just trust each other and if it happens he will not make a fuss about it rather talk to you about that back at home even if I think you would already have understood he was but what’s cool is that there would be no game of jealousy cause there’s no need of testing the other for both of you. As for dates I would see you enjoying a painting class together passing from seriously listening to throwing each other paint, then to him painting you still full of paint, just to wash/clean each other back at home, cooking lessons would also be your thing, combining the two for night dates a paint and wine night would be woaw, rock concerts still on the night theme and for something more classic some cat-coffees or library coffees would be your cup of tea(🤭) too. To end this the only discording point is how Jay would be sure about you two really fast and would like commitment soon too while you maybe would wait a little more on things like moving together or engaging.

Song: Sure thing by Miguel

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦: : ̗̀➛

Here the little scenario I would have in my head..you and Jay could be the two college(majoring in figurative art maybe? Really light academia) best friends spending all of their time together from studying to having fun with also your group of friend but reputed for being “that” duo (like said before) a lot of people would ship you but the two of you would never think of the other more than friend even if acting like a couple. Then you would meet Sunoo (majoring in performing art ?) and even if you two so are different in the beginning he would just put fun into your boring college life and when Jay would notice you start having excuse for your usual studying lessons he would understand something is off. You would tell him about Sunoo and he would be happy for you but at the same time that odd feeling in his throat, the feeling he been replaced by someone funnier and how that person may hurt you, so he would ask you to hang out the three of y’all (small concert in a pub?) and then he would realize..Sunoo is a good guy..but he likes you and Jay does too at that moment he would just stop trying to distance you from him and rather try to be closer to you letting YOU the choice?

So who would you choose?

Here your love triangle ship!

Have a good day~

[aboutanirvanagirl]

The first time I am in Jennifer’s bedroom, there is an exquisitely framed grey picture of Vogue-era Madonna with blue and yellow DIY highlighter emphasizing her pit hair. 

I am quite surprised since Jen worshiped Kim Gordon and moreover, Courtney Love, the latter who I thought didn’t even get along with the Queen of Pop. Anyway, one day Jen would hand me a stack of variously sized photographs of her in her “Madonna Phase.” Wallet sizes included a pint-sized Jen dressed in Madge’s pointed ankle boots and mock leather studded jacket (for dance recital, of course.) Her Leo mane was a high top dirty blonde ponytail sideways dangling from the head.

It was around this time Jen was teaching me about Hole (I’d only ever loved Nirvana) and how to simultaneously wear blue liquid liner with royal blue mascara. Note to self: sometimes it comes out of your tear ducts and nasal orifices. 

I had spied her at school (my new public one) months before with a cool long-haired, flanneled-up boyfriend in tow, flanked by his own long-haired, flannel-up friend in tow. I was new to public school and had yet to meet anyone except my cousin Jennifer’s friends who thought ice cream sundae parties were a thing---and a fun thing at that.

“I don’t know if I want go to the homecoming dance,” said an unattractive eighth grader with low slung cow udder breasts. She talked through guppy lips. “My heart has been broken too many times…”

“Oh God, haven’t you even seen The Crow?!” I said hotly before getting up and leaving. Somewhere on that half an hour walk home what little Christianity left in me prayed for a friend like Jennifer. A girl in baggy pants and a chain wallet who could print out the fucking roadmap to being all I had ever wanted to be.

Was she asking for it?

Was she asking nice?

She was asking for it...Did she ask you twice?

“I thought you looked like a bitch,” Jen said through curls of Salem cigarette puffs and I supposed that her thinking of me, or estimating my persona at all, was just about the grandest thing that had ever come to pass in my 12 years on Earth besides my Cocker spaniel, of course. 

I laughed comfortably, in spite of myself. “I mean I kinda hate everybody so maybe you’re not wrong.”

“No way - me, too!” she shrieked and maybe then we were soulmates before we even knew it. 

When I went to school...in Olympia...haha....everyone looked the same

So what do you do...with a revolution???

A Tuesday is a perfectly acceptable occasion for Ever, Jen’s mom, to prank us and her handsome 15 and 17 year old sons with penis pasta made in a vodka sauce. While Jen and her siblings rib their single mother, who has a frothy head of bleached blonde hair, over her dinner choice, I stare at my opaque but somehow refreshingly cool glass of milk. We’d never had so much detail at our house.

“Is this whole or 2 percent?” I ask, my eyes transfixed on the white glass amongst my olive skinned, mercurial suppermates. 

The family with winter white teeth laugh from the bottom of their hearts at my inquiry. They join hands the way I’ve only ever seen people on TV pray.

The children of Eve love her intensely, and therefore, I can’t help to do the same. I’m shy but immediately ingratiated but I don’t notice for a second whenever the bleached blonde daughter Jennifer side-eyes the bleached blonde matriarch. I’m a part of it and I feel like I just won an award.

Winning and toothsome and gracious, Eve is everything in a Virgo. Jen is a Leo in spite of herself and will always wear her mother’s burden of being everything to everyone. 

“More penis?” guffaws Eve and I smile quietly through tiny, ever-so-crooked teeth.

Jen has braces because Eve says these things matter and she is not wrong in the slightest.

Incidentally, dinner at our family’s house will never be the same post-Eve.

No one ever laughs or smiles. No one even owns a grin, let alone one the shade of Trident glory. No one wants to eat and no one bothers to look up from the nests of beef flavored Ramen served on paper plates.

I stand up to search the refrigerator for a glass of cool milk.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” squeals my mother. She hisses at my abuelita in Spanish.

I see my grandmother’s head swallowed up by her slim brown shoulders, just before I am backhanded to the mouth for being ungrateful. 

Sin vergüenza.

When consuming a dairy product, the taste of blood in your mouth will make you lactose intolerant for far longer than you would ever expect.

The abyss opens up and it steals everything from me. But I don’t know it yet.

My younger sister is crying but this has nothing to do with her.

Jennifer is a barely 5 feet tall Encyclopedia of anything worth knowing in this world. At 5’4”, I can only compliment her knowledge with the philosophies and histories I’ve acquired at Catholic school. She tries to explain 69ing to me and I try to explain Oscar Wilde and Jesus Christ to her. All of our parents are atheists so Jen is a healthy student for me. I always kinda wanted to be a teacher.

“If I don’t pass this history class I’m going to be grounded for life!” she’ll say.

And here’s the thing about Jen: she’ll actually stay up with you all night taking your advice on an essay about Eli Whitney’s cotton gin. And she won’t make fun of you for having toys from the latest 101 Dalmatians re-release. 

“Oh that’s so cute!” she says, her palms on the burgundy carpet of your gothed out bedroom.

Your dog will fall asleep beside her because that’s just the kind of person she is and you won’t be jealous at all because that’s the kind of person you are.

Then again, Jen will also save your life when you least expect it.

I tell you everything

And I hope that you won't tell on me

And I'd give you anything

And I know that you won't tell on me

Twenty years later I’m talking to Geoff, the cherubim of our 1990s triumvirate. “You know that time I was at your house for the first time? We like stood in a corner of your yard and your mom kept staring out the window and yelling at this old lady. We were just kids talking in the dark.”

Riddles in the dark…

“I was too polite to ask back then,” he explains, “But like one day your mom was there and the she just wasn’t. If I tried to bring it up to you and Jen you both just looked at each other.”

Just as 20 years before, I am stopped and still like a spindle-legged fawn in headlights. I used to cut these conversations off at the neck: my mother was dead for all intents and purposes. Which of course, was not true.

My voice feels like it goes small and sinks below my lungs and heart and regurgitates from my stomach chamber.

Jen has been the only one who ever knew. She’s a dimension of you.

Teenage girls are all logistics and mascara. In the mirror Jen is expertly applying a second gobby layer on top of her already thick Grecian lashes. These things run in her family which is why her skateboarder brothers give half of the student population partial stoning of the heart.

“I’m nervous if we show up too early we’ll look lame,” I mouth into the plasticine pages of the YM confessional section. I had just read about a girl in Ohio who accidentally exposed her spidery pubes to her crush at the local swim club. “I swear they make these things up,” I utter to myself before turning the page for tips on how to turn your hair blue.

“We won’t be. We’ll just take a nap at your house and walk over. The venue is like two minutes from your house.”

She blotted her lipstick and I felt a bit nervous. A nap at my house? If and when did she imagine something like that could ever possibly happen? My mom, unlike her mom, the ethereal effervescent Eve, barely left the sofa anymore. It was like watching her on a neverending rotoscope: knees to chin, sipping Carlos Rossi rose in afternoon sunlight as I avoided the hell out of the routine of her abyss. Last time I caught her like that she shoved one of my photos of Courtney Love, cut out from a magazine, into my face. Hard and crinkling my precious picture. Courtney was spread eagle in a crochet baby doll dress, a chain of clovers tattooed on her left ankle. It had been like an original Monet on my bedroom wall.

“Is this what a woman looks like to you? A whore?” she demanded. “This is a bleached blonde pig and you’re just as ugly as she is. You’ll probably end up the same way, you fucking loser.”

I just went to my room and eeked out the chords to “Doll Parts” - A, C, G, wondering what it could be like to love someone so much it just turned to hate. 

What I wouldn’t have done for a crochet baby doll dress of my own.

The place inside where screams are born.

“SLUT KISS GIRL WON’T YOU PROMISE HER A SMACK IS SHE PRETTY ON THE INSIDE IS SHE UGLY FROM THE BACK!” we screech into the afternoon sun not knowing what the hell Courtney was going on about. Jen did a spot on Courtney flirty coy voice that made guys say she should operate 1-900 numbers. I provided some solid guttural screams even though Jen would say, “I like when you just sing like you. Your singing voice is just so pretty. Like Veruca Salt.”

She probably forgets that kind of thing now, like the time she called me the “Female Kurt Cobain” but my God do I carry all the amulets she ever pinned on me.

We walk by the Anne Routledge house, Abraham Lincoln’s first wife, and by swathes of boys in loose pants searching for cul-de-sacs to skate in. Every walk home together is a mythical quest with conversations about the perfection of Reese’s peanut butter cups (the balance!) and the very real possibility every teenage girl faced of having sex with Marilyn Manson.

“No way!” we gag in unison.

If the large breasted, long legged girls with Jennifer Aniston haircuts wanted me to sleepover, I couldn’t have cared less. My best friend had a Playstation with Mortal Kombat 2 and knew everything worth knowing. When we pressed onward into the fading October afternoon light, we were beautiful love angel music babies and you can’t tell me anything to the contrary. 

♡

We always entered my house through the back entrance. Once upon a time not so long ago Dad had put an addition on our 100 year old house and I pretended he was installing stalls for my invisible ponies Quartz, Crystal, and Amethyst. Of course I could have shared that freely with Jennifer and she wouldn’t have cared but it was in the back of my mind as we mocked the sexy purr of Eric Draven’s lover from The Crow as we climbed the planks of my back porch.

“Eric! Eric!” we moaned, toassing our heads back at the possibility we may find ourselves in the beds of pale men with dark hair who make music one day.

“And like..they’d avenge our deaths like Eric Draven!”

Backpack slung over my bad shoulder, I open  the door and my faithful dog, Otto, bounds towards us wholeheartedly. I smile because i have the best girl friend and the best dog in the fucking world. I grin triumphantly through glittery Bonne Bell lip gloss.

That’s where the pen stops. The stomach recoils like a puppy that’s been kicked one too many times. The parts no one wants to pick up from the lawn. Therapists will try to piece it all together for years. Were you just Sleeping Beauty staving off Maleficent's magnificent hunger? Did your quasi-Latin upbringing contribute at all? Bruised fat lips exist in a space beyond pamphlets and dot orgs. 

Try try to make sense of it all you want, through time immemorial, the female species, like spiders and hamsters, have devoured their young in spite of themselves. I’ve accepted it’s not my responsibility to why or for a potential savior. Just like it isn’t Jen’s 7th grade homework assignment to save me even though that’s exactly what she did.

Arthur Rimbaud wrote centuries before Jen and I commenced years of laughter together: “I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; Garlands from window, Golden chains from star to star...And I dance.”

That crossed my mind as I opened the door that one afternoon.

I wonder how many in life know what an accusation feels like. 

Geeks do not have pedigrees

Or perfect punk-rock resumes

Or anorexic magazines

It smells like girl, it smells like girl

To-be-grabbed-by-the-chin-and-have-your-scalp-smelled-as-if-Mother-Wolf-herself- isn’t-so-far-off-from-being-in-an-MFA-program-years-down- the- road-that-tells-you-Carmen- Maria-Machado-is-the-name-for-God-on-the-lips-and-hearts-of-all-children-and-any-program- director-will-hunt-down-your-authenticity-to-the-ends-of-the-Earth-to-prove-you-don’t-really- deserve-to-be-the-angel-on-top-of-the-tree-as-much-as-anyone-else-this-year. 

You are in a creative writing workshop at a commuter campus in New Orleans because you busted all your dollars on an Ivy League education you thought would save your family, break the chain, and a stripper with greasy hair who cannot write to save her life informs you that you seem like the kind of person who would butcher their own grandfather.

This after you write a piece on how much he, and horses as a species, mean to you.

They scratch their heads and talk later at the bar about how they wish you could just find the words. 

What a joke. 

“Say the right words,” she says, your therapist at the edge of her chair over Zoom. “Close your eyes if you have to.”

And you just start laughing like the Joker. Because even if you can describe the incident no one will care or believe you. We all choose our own adventures, don’t we?

Don't, don't you touch me, don't you dare

We look the same, we talk the same

We are the same, we are the same

She walks...over me….

Your flesh is so clay-like as a kid. Smooth, malleable and mutable porcelain over what you can only hope will be steel. 

Jen is cardinal and fixed.

Blessed are the broken mutables that end the four seasons. Just like cardinal signs are the starters, the fixed signs are the doers, the mutable signs can be rightly called the finished of the lot.

Since they come at the end of every season, they know a change is coming and are ready to adapt themselves for the same. The mutables tend to view things from multiple angles and perspectives, however, it often leaves them a tad bit confused as well.

They are also highly impressionable signs, meaning that they tend to absorb the characteristics of people they spend most of their time with. Most of all, they are non-judgmental people and a little wiser than the cardinal and fixed signs as they know that change is the only constant in life and things don’t always go as per our plans.

We planned to take a nap. My mother crushes my chin in my hands like a daisy in the field because you want to smell its guts and I swear to Jesus and Christ and the Universe and everything ever was holy to anyone, I’m not just saying that to get points in a writers workshop. 

My molars still ache.

Mom called our Irish Catholic neighbor, Bill Davis, over to aid in the smelling of my hair. A week prior, I had dyed it a fresh black and chopped off cloves of it in a fury. Black ink had run down my face and I had to run away from home to my grandparents’ house to help get the stains off of my forehead. My mother would have beat me senseless had my Grandma Shirley not steadfast like Gandalf telling her she could not pass and set forth upon her happy home to wreak havoc. 

Before New Orleans, my grandparents’ home was my Neutral Ground. 

Bill Davis, with a Miller High Life in hand, comes when called and leans down as a thirty-something-year-old father of five to sniff my split ends for signs of marijuana smoking.

“I don’t smell anything,” he says, and marches off in aviators and low slung pants to his hungry children.

The rage rises up in my mother. 

Jen bears witness.

Oh, the torment bred in the race,

the grinding scream of death

and the stroke that hits the vein,

the hemorrhage none can staunch, the grief,

the curse no man can bear.

But there is a cure in the house, and not outside it, no,

not from others but from them,

their bloody strife. We sing to you,

dark gods beneath the earth.

Now hear, you blissful powers underground --

answer the call, send help.

Bless the children, give them triumph now.

Our kitchen table does not have regular chairs but rather bar stools instead. Like Clytamenestra summoning the Four Corners, my mother gains Herculean strength, and for a moment she is both beautiful and terrifying to me. 

Fawn state returns. I am stopped and like Lavinia my tongue is cut from me and rendered useless.

“No!” wails Jennifer and I hear it through her immense brown eyes. She strikes her palms against the bar stool that has already smarted half of my torso. 

Courage pulses through every arterial in her teenage body, even in the wrist tendon where she has had multiple cysts removed in very sophisticated surgeries. 

“Don’t you touch her!” she screams.

The dog is barking as she takes my hand and says, “Come on! Let’s go!”

There’s nothing novel or twee to say here to move you. I was numb and dumb and needed

safety and I’d follow that girl to the end of the world if she gave me an invitation. At one point I’m certain there was a strike against Mother Wolf That Gives a Bad Name to the Pack but I don't know anymore. 

Soon I was running from my defensive but sad Cocker Spaniel, tasting my own hot tears, and tripping on borrowed flared pants from my father in my Converse sneakers. I wasn’t allowed to get new clothes that fit me. Doomed to the scatter of my own wits, frenzy, fear, the hurting of my own heart pulsing against the beating of my brains and my blood in a stringless melody, I ran with Jen into the autumnal night. 

Google Maps can now tell me that quest to safety took about 58 minutes. Back then it felt like only a few. The whole time my asthmatic lungs humbly wheeze, I’m stupid...I’m smarting….I’m stupid….I’m smarting….

A few months later I will collapse from inability to breathe on a school field trip and just typing that 20+ years later will make me feel as self-referential as a New Yorker freelance without any of the street credibility. 

I’m fascinated and incredulous that Jen has the keys to her own house. The living room is mauve and full of mirrors and she directs me to go to her room while she spills everything to her mother. From up the stairs, in the Madonna shrine room, I feel a mother and daughter connected by the need to heal and repair the broken winged birdies that cannot fly. I can hear Eve’s large brown eyes opening as she listens to Jen. I start straightening the edges to Jen’s perfectly pink early 90s girl bed. I know the ring at the door bell is my dad, coming in his work truck, to retrieve me and drag me back to Hell. When my dad was in school, Eve was still the prettiest and kindest gal around. No wonder her mere existence weakened my mother to a mere tropical depression, swirling and gourged and lost in the hullabaloo of comprehending one’s self.

Effortlessly, Eve explained in a hush and matter-of-fact voice that she would not let me nor her daughter set foot in “that house” until things were “figured out.” Her face was made up and glamorous but she was serious. Always the empath, I could feel my fathers shoulders slump into his heart. 

No one wanted to ever disappoint Jen or Eve, especially not me or my dad.

My ribs hurt as I sprawled out on Jen’s floret comforter. 

“You sleep up there. I’ll sleep on the floor,” she said. I imagine now she took my hand but she was just adjusting her pillow and clearing her dolls to make room on the carpet. 

“Don’t cry,” she whispered into the darkness. For the first and last time in my life, I heard her start singing.

Live through this with me I swear that I will die for you and if you….

I finished the lines as I was falling asleep.

Live through this with me I swear that I will die for you. Live...live...LIVE.

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[bewitchingivy]

❤️FEEDBACK TIME ❤️

💟I AM SO SHOCKED RIGHT NOW BECAUSE OF THE ACCURACY OF YOUR READING.

💟First of all, some of the readings in the past told me that my FS likes being alone and introverted af and you said this too. Also the fact that they love doing things they love without anyone else to disturb them is so true because I've heard this several times whenever I chose PACs. And also MY VIRGO MOON ASS LOVES hygienic guys soo yeahh hehehe 😂 HERE COMES THE PART WHICH REALLY SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME LIKE SERIOUSLY EVERY READING TOLD ME THAT MY FS IS IN TOUCH WITH NATURE ESPECIALLY WOODS AND YOU JUST HIT THE POINT AGAIN. AND ALSO THE FACT THAT HE LIKES LONG WALKS AHHHH I’M SOO SHOCKED. 😭

💟And also my natal chart has some indicators which show that my FS maybe dominating towards me or maybe even older and also previous PACs told me that he has this dominating aura. GURL DO U EVEN KNOW MY FUTURE OR WHAT? 😭❤️ And also every reader told me that he is a leader of some kind of community and my natal chart also tells me that. THEN THIS PART ALSO SHOCKED ME. YOU SAID THAT HE LIKES TO TRAVEL OMFG I’ve never heard a reading which doesn’t describe this fact whenever I asked about FS. This is not only from tumblr, also YouTube PACs like Kino Tarot and other famous local readers from my country. Also you said that they maybe a foreigner and most readings told me that their ethnicity is going to be different from mine too!! I’M SO EXCITED RIGHT NOW. Also some readers from tumblr told me that they are well-mannered.

💟You also said that they have a unique taste in music,art and other things like they love vintage old things. Tbh, I’m a lil bit surprised because this person mirrors me a lot. Not only because of this fact but most of his likes and dislikes really portray mine too. I’m even wondering if he is my twins flame or something like soulmates?? I also like open-minded individuals. The fact that he maybe a hopeless romantic also surprises me because I am too and most readings also say that he is too romantic like he prepares dates for me first and surprises me with those rose petals and lovey dovey stuff. The fact that he doesn’t like being bossed around is also accurate I’ve heard this many times. But when you told me that his cooking sucks, I was really sad tho because I want a guy who can cook but that’s ok tho hehe not a big deal I will cook instead. 😝

💟And you mentioned that he is intuitive and protective of his loved ones. GURL I ALSO HEARD THIS MANY TIMES-FROM PACs, YOUTUBE TAROT READERS AND TUMBLR TAROT GAMES AND ALSO MY LOCAL READERS. I am so shocked at this moment. I didn’t want to give you a short feedback because you deserve long and detailed one and your intuition should be awarded. This took me a while because I was so overwhelmed and busy and also my blood pressure was high and I felt dizzy but I wanted to give you a precise feedback because this is THE MOST ACCURATE READING I’VE EVER RECEIVED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. I’m not sugar coating this feedback so please don’t worry you have a special gift from GOD. YOUR INTUITION LEVEL IS UNBELIEVABLE. 😍

💟Thank you so much for your time and energy and GOING TO STALK YOUR TUMBLR PACs LATER HEHEHE LOVE YOU <333

FIRST OF ALL—let me thank you wholeheartedly for sending those adorable cat pictures 😩🖤 LIKE UGH. THANK YOU. AND SECOND—THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING YOUR TIME AND ENERGY IN WRITING THIS SUCH A FRICKIN-ASS DETAILED FEEDBACK. Really, fam, thank you so much. This makes me feel so fckin much appreciated, I feel like I could cri- :') No really, just take all my love already-😩✨ And third, I am really happy and thrilled to hear that the reading resonated and accurate asf! I mean I know I've heard this a lot from people that when I give them a reading, it resonates, but really I am just as surprised as them. And after reading your feedback—I can't help but be surprised that it's like almost every single thing I've listed resonated with you, hehe <3 Again, thank you, so so much for this. This was like the most heartwarming feedback I've received yet. I'm also honestly glad that you enjoyed your reading, hehe. Take care of yourself and stay hydrated, sending love your way 🖤🌼

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[alyjojo]

Love Reading 🤼‍♀️ - November 2023 - Cancer

Singles:

Overall energy: 4 Wands

How you will meet: 7 Cups

How they will treat you: 5 Cups

Long-term Potential: 5 Swords rev

I can’t say with this one, they are someone who keeps things very close to their chest. You could be lovers or flirty while one of you is in another relationship, one that lasts a long time. They hide their feelings but generally don’t trust you, or you don’t for that reason. You have soulmates, they have passion, I’m just not sure how genuine they are. They’ve been made to feel like an option by you, this could be a past life connection, it’s definitely a soul tie in some way, this person gets you on a DEEP level. They’re disappointed they didn’t have a real chance, or you are. One of you could be living with someone else, clearly with someone else, and acting over the moon about it, so why would someone get in the way of that? They’re not. Or you’re not.

Long term, is it possible? Yeah. If this other thing doesn’t work out, they’ll come back around, try to make it up to you, try to apologize, all of that stuff. But it will probably be ages by that point, even your cards say so. Will you even want them by then? And it’s an “if”. I do get love between you, 2 Cups, and it’s possible. I don’t think you appreciate being second string in this person’s orchestra, some may forgive them after the apology and just leave it at that. Will they leave someone for you? No. Their Oracle sucks, you deserve better. You should be celebrated 🎉

Messages -

Their side:

- My senses tell me you are NO good 😣

- You make me so hot 🥵

Your side:

- Controlling

- I waited too long as it is.

Oracles -

Their side: MASK 🎭

- Hiding true feelings

- Pretending & Delude

- Gaslight & Personify

Your side: SOULMATE 💕

- Soul Connection

- Partnership

- Soul Contract

- Life Partner

Signs you may be dealing with:

Heavy Scorpio, Cancer & Virgo

Couples:

Overall energy: The Fool

Current: The Wheel of Fortune

Challenge: 9 Cups

How they feel about you: 6 Pentacles

How you feel about them: 6 Wands & The Lovers

Outcome: The Moon

You’re seeing a situation as 10 Swords, but I don’t think it’s actually 10 Swords, and even you question this because you’re having a new beginning with this person despite feeling like they’ve betrayed you. I can’t see what it is they’ve done, I assume you think they have options, or they think you do, could be both of you. Tit for tat energy in the challenge. You could’ve been playing jealousy games with each other, letting the other one know you’re not stuck with them, or something like that. Devil energy. Both of you aren’t getting what you want from the other, because both of you are trapped in 8 Swords self sabotaging behavior, too busy proving the other one wrong to see you’re both wrong, and you’re both not happy with what this has become either.

Their feelings are you’ve given pieces of yourself to several different people and you’re just waiting around on the next one, waiting to abandon them for some other person, wasting their time. You feel very happy ❤️ with this person and feel like they’re your match, that this is your person, and this whole thing is a huge burden on you. Or swap it. It is possible they have people around that flirt or maybe ex’s trying to keep in contact, “just friends” kind of thing. Or you do. One of you found something and lost their shit, because whatever it was, it wasn’t what should be being said, or done, etc. Probably valid.

I asked what happened here, with The Wheel of Fortune and The Devil, what is the truth? Strength & Justice. Reigning in any temptation to act out of character and doing the right thing. If cutting someone off was the solution, then that’s being done. I do get each side trying to mend fences, but arguments and mean backstabby behavior isn’t helping. Outcome for mid-Dec is The Moon, you both can’t see that the other person is in love with you, and it’s mutual, you both feel the same. Deep seated fears cloud the emotions you both feel and both want to express - 9 Cups. You are each other’s wish fulfillment. You both may be indulgent and act in self-serving ways as well. You mirror each other, what they do, you do, and vice versa. Tit for tat. You show up as the Cups pair, which is the most deeply loving of all the matches. Your side showing temporary feelings, I would assume applies to the angst between you. It doesn’t have to be like this.

Messages -

Their side:

- New Beginning

- I am entranced by you 😵‍💫

Your side:

- Light of my Life 💡

- Temporary Feelings

Oracles -

Their side: LOVE ❤️

- Unconditional Love

- Self-Love & Wholeness

- Affection & Attraction

- Selflessness

Your side: PHOENIX 🔥

- New Phase & Rekindle

- Renew & Growth

- Changed Mind

- Rise from Ashes

Signs you may be dealing with:

Sagittarius, Gemini, Pisces, Libra, Scorpio & Taurus

#cancer #love reading #November 2023 #singles reading #couples reading #love tarot #tarotblr

[moeruhoshi]

Lucy sighed as she let her hair out of her tight bun, groaning and falling to sit on her couch.

The day has been filled with meeting after meeting, hours of sitting in a chair placed in the corner of the room.

Her father insisted that she take part in every one, otherwise how was she supposed to know how a company was run?

Between that and private tutor sessions that lasted all morning, she was tuckered out.

She kicked off her heels and unbuttoned the top of her shirt, feeling fatigue claim her body.

Lucy wasn't sure she could go on like this much longer, but her father wasn't keen on giving her breaks. The only time she got was the few hours for sleep alone in her apartment. There were no weekends, no sunshine, no amusement.

The gray colorscheme of this life was never the one she wanted. The money, the business, it meant nothing to her.

But where was she going to go? Without her father, she had nothing. There was nothing for her outside of this world, he made sure of that. His business would be succeeded, that was the only care he had.

Another groan passed through her lips as a heavy knock fell on her door. The ache in her legs carried her to answer it, assuming Jude sent a secretary to deliver papers for the next day.

She opened the door with a polite smile, her breath quickly stolen as they made eye contact.

"Hey, Luce," The thick, burly, voice of the man who stood before her sunk into her bones like a well-lit fire. He stood with his hands in his pockets, that familiar white scarf, and his hansomly wide grin. "It took me a while to find ya, sorry I'm late,"

"Natsu," His name was so distant on her tongue, like a dream she had when she was younger.

It felt like that at times, her world before she was forcefully yanked out of it.

She had friends, happiness, a real life any teenager would want.

Every day was eventful, always different and full of laughs. They did everything together, the whole gang inseparable. They were her first real family.

Levy, Erza, Gray, Gajeel, Juvia, and...Natsu. He was more than a friend, and it was too late by the time she realized it.

They were closer than close, together whenever they could be. She remembered the nights where he snuck into her room, bringing in junk food and video games that her father would never allow through the front door.

They called each other if they couldn't meet up, texted in the middle of class when the teacher wasn't looking. She tutored him in the classes he nearly failed, had her maids sneak her into the kitchen so she could make him lunch. She snuck out of the house to meet him, Natsu taking her around every inch of town. They even saved a stray kitten together, his fur an odd blue shade.

When they held hands, hugged, or he slung his arm around ger shoulders, it just felt right. His whole presence seemed to light up her life, warmed her to the center of her soul.

She lost him, them all, when Jude caught the two kissing on the front porch.

They had been out the whole day, on a picnic and watching the cherry blossoms fall. She made a big lunch with Virgo, packed with Natsu’s favorite things. She always loved the way he got so excited over the things she cooked for him.

It was a day like any other, as they spent so many of them together. But his demeanor seemed off when they got to her front door that night. Suddenly he was shy and quiet, blushing and fidgeting.

His words kept getting jumbled and tugged on his scarf at least a hundred times.

In the end, he settled his confession with an abrupt kiss. His hands wrapped around her waist, the sudden movement making her drop the basket.

And for a first kiss, it was a pleasant embrace. His lips were soft and adorable, puckered against her own. Her eyes closed, a dream-like feeling overwhelming her. Maybe that's when reality took its rightful place, maybe it was always just a dream.

Jude opened the door, yelling at Natsu to let her go. He pulled the pink-haired boy off of her, angrily punching him in the nose.

Lucy screamed as she was dragged inside, not able to make sure Natsu was okay.

Her father had him thrown off the property, barring him or anyone else she knew from coming back.

He moved them out of Magnolia before she knew it, before the school year was over, before she could say goodbye.

And just because of a kiss? Surely that was an overreaction for any parent, but this was a special case.

Natsu came from a jaded family, the Dragneels known for their very shady business dealings. His two older brothers stood by his father's side, and ran things on the street. Though no one could ever prove what they were really doing.

A Dragneel would never be good enough for a Heartfilia, he made sure to drill that in her head.

A scandal with that seedy family could mean ruin, it was already bad enough that he allowed them to be friends.

"Natsu," She said again, his name filling up her heart. It took away her soreness, blew away the dark clouds that shrouded her life. His wide spread grin made butterflies rise in her stomach; she never realized how much she missed this feeling.

"Natsu..." He closed the door as he stepped inside, wrapping her up in his arms.

When was the last time she felt so relaxed? Those few years ago when he kissed her, she assumed.

"You still smell so good," He mumbled into her hair, nuzzling his nose against her cheek.

"I missed you so much," She teared up slightly, giggling as he lifted her off her feet and walked them further into her home.

"I missed you too," They both laughed as they fell onto the couch, still tangled in each other's arms.

"What's with the suit?" She asked, smirking as he rolled his eyes.

"Really? Thats your first question? Not how I am or anything normal, weirdo?"

"You always wore hoodies and jeans, don't blame me," She smacked his arm with a small pout.

"It's for work, okay? Duh," He sighed. "Dad insists that I gotta look nice."

"It looks nice on you," She pulled playfully on his tie, Natsu leaning his forehead against hers.

"Its like you never left," He groaned. "Dammit, Luce, its like you never left,"

"I never wanted to leave you," His hands held her face, thumbs rubbing calm circles on her cheek.

"Everyone's been worried sick since, you never called,"

"Father tracks my phone bill," Her chuckle was fitted with annoyance, her fist slightly balled up. "I wanted to,"

"Damn bastard, he's lucky my nose healed," Lucy giggled as he looked away, the blonde gently kissing the ridge.

"What took you so long?" Her lips felt tingly, Natsu's eyes boring into her, as if he could see her soul.

"I had a lot to do before I could come get ya," His voice was suddenly a bit rough, his hands a bit more steady. "I'll take you away, I promised myself I'd come save ya,"

"Really?" Her heart clenched as he nodded, both of them leaning forward.

"I never got to hear what you thought of my kiss," She gulped as he now spoke in a husky whisper. "Do you remember it?"

"Mhm," She felt smothered in a pool of honey, all of her previous worries vanishing with each passing second. Had it felt like this the first time? She only remembered the pain of watching the bloodied Natsu being dragged away by their security team.

Their kiss was gentle at first, like an old memory rising from the dirt of the past. Natsu laid back against the couch, pulling her along with him. His hands stayed cupped on her face, their lips moving in slight sync.

It was a warm embrace that grew as their hunger for more was ignited.

Their kisses became deeper, their hands began to wander and explore each other.

He pulled her tongue into his mouth along with a soft moan, his hands fondling her hips.

"No one taught you how to kiss, right?" Natsu grumbled as he pulled away for a brief moment.

"You're my first and only kiss," Lucy let out a happy gasp as Natsu flipped them over, a slobbering kiss pressed against her cheek.

"Damn right I am," She rolled her eyes and bit her lip as he began to unbutton his shirt, revealing a dragon tattoo that wrapped around his torso.

"I wanna be sure, Luce," She frowned as he stopped at the last button. "I know I showed up outta the blue, but you know what I want. So if you can't come with me, I'll understand. Just know that I'm gonna give you the whole fucking world if you do. I fuckin' love you,"

"You're my soulmate," He purred happily, grinning his signature grin as she began to unbutton her own shirt. "Take me wherever you want, Natsu,"

#fairy tail #nalu #natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #natsu and lucy #natsu x lucy #lucy and natsu #lucy x natsu #nalu fanfiction #fairy tail nalu

[ddaehyeon]

virgo - your soulmate’s current thoughts about you will show up on your skin for a short while.

send me a member and a constellation!

— pairing: kang minhee + fem!reader

— genre: fluff, soulmate au, college au

— word count: 1.5k

— warnings: light cursing

— taglist: @bunnyseongmin, @lovevity, @marigolddss

— requested by: @cloudninescenes ☆  cravity masterlist ;  taglist form

a cold feeling on the skin as words slowly get written on your wrist, the thoughts of your soulmate about you appearing for not less than a minute. that was how they described the sensation felt when you meet your soulmate and regularly cross paths with them. they even said that during the first meeting, all thoughts poured will be written.

it was the known sign to indicate who your soulmate is. however, it only shows up once you have at least exchanged one look. a few of your friends had their soulmates figured out by now, settling in such a considerably happy relationship.

but you weren’t that fortunate. for good years, that feeling had never made it to your senses. something that made you think about when exactly will you meet them. worst thought, do you actually have a soulmate?

it was spring, a new school year had landed on the calendar. an unfamiliar environment awaiting as you stepped on the campus of the university that you’d been wishing to attend. all thoughts about finding your soulmate slipping out of your head as you walked on the sidewalk which connected the main gate to several classroom buildings, the establishments and scenery provided by your school were enough to distract you even for a bit.

youthful talks resounded in the hallway with a bunch of freshmen chatting with each other as they mused about their anticipated college life. seniors setting an amused gaze, their mind whispering one thing, ‘you’ll be disappointed.’

there was no denying, you were one of the hopefuls, excited for what this new stage of life had for you. pulling your phone out, you once again checked your schedule, eyeing the room number for your first class. college algebra.

going to the classroom, only a few students were there. most chairs were empty which gave you more options of which to take. though you settled somewhere in the middle, the last rows might knock out the rest of your morning alertness and the first rows a little intimidating. who knew what kind of professor your lecturer would be?

as you settled down, another student entered. his towering height snatching your attention, his godly looks pulling you to a one-sided staring game. more so, a jittery feeling in your heart came unraveling. an urge to know his name crawling in your senses.

you watched him approach another guy from the class. “is this mr. seol’s algebra class?” his voice was low, but a little awkward.

when the other nodded, the guy began his quest to look for an available chair. with a swift turn of gaze, your eyes met. who knew one could be capable of taking one's breath in just a single glance? with multiple blinks, you averted your look away from him. a light curse in your head followed by a single thought, who allowed him to be this good-looking?

one more curt look, you told yourself before glancing in his direction. he settled on a chair in the second row, checking the time on his wristwatch.

letting go of a sigh, you tried to distract yourself once again. you fished out your phone from your pocket, fingers moving to type in a quick text to your friends.

but something made you stop. a cold brush in your skin, making you turn to your wrist. there were a few letters appearing. ‘why is she staring at me like that? that’s… weird.’

as soon as it was completed, the words disappeared right away. another one following. ‘oh, nevermind. i got the answer already. she finds me good-looking, cute.’

a warm feeling hugged your cheeks, your stomach flipping afterward. wait, he is my soulmate?

it wasn’t how you expected it to be.

right after the class, even before you could approach him, he disappeared along with the wave of your other classmates going out of the room. no words resurfaced on your skin. and as much as possible, you prevented yourself from thinking about him. however, you were sure it was futile. you were pretty much failing.

you mind plagued with thoughts about the guy whose name remained unknown to you. there was no roll call for attendance earlier. something that made you itch more to just have a conversation with him and ask him about his name.

question is, would you actually be brave enough to do it?

“come on, the first time i met my soulmate, the first thought that appeared on my wrist was: should i ask for his number?” wonjin, one of your friends, mused before downing a gulp of his soda. you weren’t even sure if he was stating the truth or simply making fun of you. “it’s funny.”

you mentally cursed. now that he mentioned that… you suddenly thought of asking your soulmate's number. it was then followed by the idea, did that thought go through his skin again?

a small pout braced your lips, rolling your eyes at the thought that every single thing you link to that guy would go directly to his skin. “stop mentioning possible things that i might relate to him. i already have a fair share of embarrassment.”

he was in your last class, sitting in the front row again. it was fascinating in a way that it was easy for you to define his figure. a single glance and you knew it was him already. but then maybe it was because you two were soulmates.

adamant to your resolution not to think about him, you droned in the monotonous history lecture of your professor. jotting down some important dates and names. it was far better than going on and on with your thoughts about him, though you wouldn’t deny, there were probably minor slips. you couldn’t help it. he was literally in front of your lecturer. one wrong turn of gaze and your eyes were on the back of his head.

with your professor concluding the discussion, your thoughts began to clash. should you walk towards him and talk to him? but what if he wasn’t your soulmate? wouldn’t it be so much more embarrassing?

you exhaled, placing your things back into your bag. the chair in front of you moved and before you knew, the male who had been plaguing your mind almost the whole day was right in front of you. his head was resting on his palm as he looked at you. no words. he just had his eyes fixated on you, observing your actions.

it was annoying how your heart began to act up, its beat thunderous in your chest, making you wonder, was he hearing it? as nonchalantly as you can, you faced him and asked, “you need something?”

he nodded, his brown hues still fixated at you. at this point, you were close to melting. “yes.”

“what?” short replies were the only ones you were capable of giving. it was also the best way not to stutter. the shorter, the better.

“you,” he said as if it was nothing. as if his voice weren’t able to penetrate directly to your stomach. “you’re my soulmate aren’t you?”

you blinked, staring back at him. it was the confirmation you needed, but somewhat your brain couldn’t come up with any other word. “what?”

he hunched his shoulder up, propping his hands on the table. his head was tilted to the side as he raised a brow. “aren’t you?”

your inability to give any verbal response made a small smile become visible on his countenance. a chuckle following it afterward. “the first time you saw me, you thought i’m good-looking.” he elevated his left hand, a finger pointing on his wrist, just below his watch. “it registered directly to my skin. followed by several thoughts aligned to that during lunchtime. it’s you right?”

“stop.” it sounded more of a whine, your cheeks hot. “can we not talk about that?”

“so it’s really you?” he chuckled once again. you only heard it a couple of times today— exactly at this hour, but you already loved it. you loved his laugh. “let’s get to know each other more.” he extended a hand for you to shake. “i’m minhee.”

“y/n,” you replied, reaching for his hand. it was a simple skin contact, but the way your nerves felt a wave of mixed warmth and coldness running from hand to your body indicated something else. the gentle squeeze he gave you pulled out a smile to spread on your lips. it was comforting.

minhee released your hand after a few seconds. standing up, he pulled your bag closer to him before swinging it to his shoulder. “you no longer have any class, right? let’s go home together.”

#cravity #cravitywriters #cravity imagines #cravity oneshots #cravity scenarios #kang minhee #minhee #cravity minhee #requests #constellation prompts

[smndragon]

henlo!! i hope you're doing well! i'd love to get a reading from you, if that's okay! my placements are: sag sun (12h), aries moon (3h) and cap rising! thank you so much for this!

I swear I looked at my inbox and took a second for start the tv and get a drink of water. This is gonna be a long night, I don't think there are meant full readings left though. I'm doing very well thanks for that!

Hm, Sagittarius sun, Aries moon, and Capricorn ascendant.

The Aries moon is the loudest competing with the Capricorn ascendant. Possible glasses I feel from the Aries moon or bad eyesight. The Capricorn could cause you to cut your hair short since I feel some of them really like doing that either their chaotic energy at times✂️💇🏽‍♀️ (I always try to be careful when clicking edit ln these drafts cause it sucks to accidentally delete it ughh) SONG RECOMMENDATION LOVELIES creep by Radiohead! I'm back after getting an ice pop AND OMG IVE BEEN ANSWERING THINGS MY SHEETS ARE WARM AND I HAVEN'T OPENED IT HOW DID I FORGET. Anyways, I wondered if your profile was really you so I looked closer and now I regret I cause the characteristics will be thrown off later on sorry.

Gotta make a new paragraph that was long💀 the Aries moon is hard to see, the connection has been ruined. FOCUS I'm back okay let's go! The Aries Manor is large. I arrived immediately at gates. The place feels like a castle, all of a sudden I'm in a dress on the ground as if this is some kind of lost girl story. My expression looks really confused. As if they're asking "where tf am I" a tall figure comes down the stairs, dressed in a red dress as if her wedding with the world's biggest asshole had was cancelled. Red lips and styled back red hair, their eyes are sharp at the ends and wide in the middle (can't explain eyes lol) they offer their hand to me as if I look like the dumbest bitch at the ball lol. Long and manicured nails. Shes thin and lanky but beautiful non the less. (For all of you insecure people reading to this far I'm watching you😤 love yourself more please you deserve it) she has a butler on standby. "So what are you doing here?" A pretty basic question but I honestly feel so dumb rn lol. They act as if the quest never happened and look around for something in the room turning their head. "You're not Gemini/Sagittarius are you?" A skeptical look on their face. It's hard to interpret what they said. "Alright, maybe you're not here to pull a prank on me if you are." They grab a cigarette from a tin holder a worker offers them already lit and breathing rolls of smoke. "If not them, what are you doing here shorty?" Taking another hit, the cigarette finished by then. Time is going by faster than I thought. "Alright" I hear the click of the case in their hand closing. "If you aren't here for me then I know who, follow me." They get up to lead me up the stares. Hesitantly following after. Aura is red and flaming. Possible placements are the lover stomach or I feel the manor and small parts around it take yo the whole chest. You may have problems with heartburn, chest pains, or issues with the lungs. We leave the lavished hall. I feel there's somewhere you wanna go someday. Possible problems in class as a kid, too passionate or anger issues. Nowadays may be shy or hesitant. Aries people often are fiery, but we also turn more shy getting older.

I see a door down the hall opening it, the Aries moon is gone by now. I feel you have Gemini placements possibly tricksters with your Sagittarius sun. I see the Sagittarius sitting down on something soft and plush. Reading some kind of novel or paper. They seem very intimidating until seeing me. "Ah! Are you here to talk to me? I've been needing company!" Getting up to walk towards me. "Did Aries not come with you? They always avoid me." I see their earrings shine with the night sky. "I mean I did pull that paint trick a bit ago but to mean c'mon who wouldn't?" She once had an elegant purple dress, to match her heavy eyelashes and almost violet blue eyes. But I look into myself now. They are jokes on how we look the same now and they bet she asked me if I was them. They turn to me again after looking off for a bit. You the host may have issues with the contact under pressure or when holding conversations. They do the same thing the Aries does. They may go deeper than shown to me, lifetimes of being stuck with each other in the same hosts. May have liked each other in the beginning but something changed this. Possible placement now is the left side of the chest. Aura color is purple and starry blue. I'm no longer in contact.

I feel the Capricorn ascendant is the puzzle piece to what happened. Change that thought it's Gemini. It's not just you body but in others they've known each other I'm the placements. Possibly a love triangle turned into hate or something. The Aries moon once loved your Sagittarius, they still do. It's just things have changed and Gemini and Sagittarius are better together to Aries. This doesn't seem right. Idk how you could fix this maybe we'll see later. This imbalance could be the cause of some mental issues or your own love problems, both signs aren't as good with such things. They don't know how cause they haven't found true love yet. At least not reciprocated well enough.

The Capricorn ascendant lives in the middle of your chest in-between the abdomen and stomach proportions. This doesn't make sense to me since I believe the stairs were here. I get there, the Capricorn is sitting on the steps sketching. The Capricorn is more boyish. Dressed in a shorter green dress. Cut to the shoulders blonde hair with brown and green mixed eyes. A golden chain on the neck matching the sprinkle of gold on the cheeks and in the eyes. They look at me weirdly. As if they're appalled I ended up here. "Gonna sit or not?" They point to next to them on the steps. I sit down looking at the sketch set down for a second resting in their palms. "You can feel it too can't you?" Clearly they're talking of the energy between the other two zodiacs. "They've been like this for a long time-" "I know." I finally talk I believe after this whole reading. They look down at their drawing. "I'm pretty new here so yeah. I got it fast" they catch me looking at the pencil stokes. "You saw it before. Think it was good?" They look at me again head still down low. "yeah" I nod. "Great!" They pull me up. "Let's get away from here yeah?" There's fields outside the mansion. Green even in the night. Rolling down the grounds and getting grass covered stains and markings. This Capricorn is alive.

Characteristics: dark hair, wider eyes due to the Capricorn or Aries moon, I feel this creates bigger eyes at times. Possibly markings on the hands or arms. Height is fairly average or just an inch shy of it. Possibly have posters in your room. You may definitely need that cup of morning coffee. Strongly built with thicker bones. Took some scrapes and scratches as a kid lol.👷gap in the middle of the teeth. Your nose may scrunch and get bunny lines. Possible love for Halloween. Nice nails but they get broken easily do you have to cut them short. Struggled with self image issue younger. Causing some mental health problems. You aren't an angry person but if boundaries are crossed there's gonna be a problem.

Soulmates/ future relationship: (ignore if already in one unless curious) I feel Virgo influence here. Not the tallest person but also yes? One of those two either really tall ppl or not at all. You guys will try and keep up with each other a lot. Trying to manage schedules and make little completions on who cna do something better or first. On the couch watching movies and sharing food, okay cringey couple thing coming up. You guys may feed each other like it's normal and your friend just stare at you like "wtf??" They love our two though lol they'll get used to it. Possible meeting at s grocery store when in the bread isle or nearby. May have you call them lieutenant or some strengthening name at times or they won't even move to do what you want them to.

Other zodiac influence in your life through people: Gemini moon, Virgo moon, sun, ascendant. Possible same mercury and venus? Random. Cancer mars, Neptune.

Health/future: watch for dogs (i love dogs but I see some trouble here) cars when walking on roads or streets. Just saying duck and lay attention for the next 2 months when in a dangerous working areas or smth.

FINALLY DONE SORRY THIS TOOK LONG

[moonlight--cafe]

@bimbodemongf

Okay, I was literally starstruck by you. Oh my wow, you are so gorgeous! A visual queen and I love your personality!! I was inspired to have yours out as soon as possible. Thank you for your patience and I hope you like your ship, it’s always a pleasure writing for Stray Kids, please feel free to request again! I’d be more than happy to do more ships for you, I hope you have a great day!

This turned out a little longer than anticipated, I tried to keep it normal length but I could probably write a novel about how much I ship you and Jisung. 

~Stray Kids~ Jisung

Now onto your ship, lately I’ve been on a run of knowing exactly who I want to ship someone with, this is no different. I’ll hold back on the compliments because I’d probably go overboard but WOW.  By wow I mean that I’m so excited to ship you with Jisung! I’m pretty sure that you are his soulmate, even if you don’t believe in soulmates know that you and him are a match made in heaven. It’s rare of me to feel this way but I really do think that you are his missing half, there is a part of Han that is missing someone to be his lover and his partner in crime.

 Upon meeting you he would believe that he has found what he was looking for, he would be so sure of this that he would go out of his way to get you to notice him. He isn’t all energy and chaos, even so he would still come across bold enough to get your attention. No matter how eager he was he would play it safe by letting you make the decision on whether you want a relationship with him or not.

I’d like to start with your personality, from what you’ve said about yourself it’s clear that you shine very brightly. Even if parts of your personality are more lowkey there is a sense of vibrance that surrounds you. Just by looking at you I can pretty much sense your free-spirited nature, I feel like the combination of your free spirit and honesty would be wildly attractive to him. He has a type of penchant for bold and feisty people, he doesn’t even really care if they overpower him with attitude, he just really loves that in a person. 

He also seeks excitement, whether it be finding something to cure his boredom or finding a person that can enjoy fast-paced moments with him. Jisung is a fellow Virgo, so if you ever stated that a person was insulted by something you had said he would be slightly confused. He is so comfortable with you it’s insane, the two of you are free to be yourselves when you are around each and it’s so awesome.

Han has a tendency to lovingly tease you, since you are the baby of your friend group who just so happens to be short, he has a field day with that information, which is slightly contradictory since he is the second shortest member. Despite all of this he is very protective and jokingly says he would fight someone for mocking your height, another thing is that he finds your maturity hot. It sounds weird and he would never ever admit it out loud but there is something he likes about people who are hardworking and in touch with reality, this sounds abstract and a little nsfw but he really likes it when you’re dominant, especially when you decide to be dominant in the bedroom.

Now onto your appearance, you are absolutely stunning and I can’t stress this enough. You have such a nice smile and everything about you is so insanely pleasing to the eye, pairing this with Han and his trademark visuals it would be so perfect. Being completely honest he would have such a weak spot for you, because of how effortlessly pretty you are. He would throw around some jokes but honestly, he would be a little insecure. He has this idea that one of the “better looking” members would steal you from him, you would reassure him that there wasn’t a chance of that happening because you just loved so many of his quirks.

 As far as you could tell none of the other members would be able to match your energy, none of the other members would show how much they loved you in such a gentle and genuine way and there is no other who takes you on the best dates. In the moments when you reassure him like that Jisung would feel inspired to write one of his many songs, so he would lock himself in the studio and later emerge with a little song by the name of ‘Close’ because as far as he could tell he loved you to the moon and back.

#era 2 #kpop ships #kpop matchups #overall ships #skz #stray kids #stray kids ships #han jisung #best boy period #soft peach aesthetic #cloudy han

[herecooldaddybitches]

~

- I love you!

the boys were sitting in an acrylic oval-shaped tub, their feet pressed together. the dark-haired man and the brown-haired man passed each other a cigarette that was already beginning to smolder.

"I know. I love you too.

"you always say that." - somehow offended said the dark-haired man, took a drag, releasing a cloud of gray smoke and easily passed the cigarette to the guy opposite. "but you never say it first." you don't love me.

Zayn combed his jet-black hair with a wet hand. Liam tilted his head back and now his eyes were focused on the glass ceiling, where he could see their reflection. here, from the elbow of his boyfriend, drops rolled down, making their way further along the entire length of the arm, smoothly flowing over the body of the guy and lost in the depths of the water, like some diamond drowned in the depths of the sea. liam's leg bends at the knee and now he can see the sharp angle that runs down his waist, which Zayn likes so much and which looks quite hot. the bubbles in the bath are decreasing, which can not but please both guys.

"I know you don't love me." so why don't you say it to my face? I'm here. speak.

"why would I say something I shouldn't and don't want to say?" why? why would I hurt you? I don't want that.

"but you never say the first words of love to me." you still don't love me.

"if I really didn't love you, I would have left you on our first day." Payne said.

minutes later he added:

"I know I can be rude at times, but I only act like this because I believe in you and love you. I'm not afraid of death, at least. I'm afraid to lose you and hope for the best in this world. I have no desire so strong as to kiss you in the morning, as to hug you when we are separated by kilometers. I just don't want to let you go one step away from me. and you know I'm a jealous and possessive person.

"what's all this about?" you know, I don't want us to have a relationship where we just sleep with each other. I don't need that kind of relationship. all I need is for you to see your whole world in me. I want us to become something more to each other, something whole. as a whole.

liam already knows what they'll look like as one. they're fucking soulmates. malik's jet-black hair is perfect for Payne's chocolate hair; his sharp black eyes are perfect for his almond eyes; their bodies are made for each other. this will be a separate model of their bodies. one eye will be black, sharp as a hawk, the second-almond, kind and soft. this model will carry their habits in her body: will smoke, just like Zayn, and will swing in the morning, like Payne. he will fill in tattoos that he will probably regret. he will not drink, just because alcohol is contraindicated to him. the person will be alone, but with two zodiac signs: virgo and capricorn.

"I love you, Zayn!" I fucking love you. you have no idea how much I love you.

"you said that to comfort me."

"No, Zayn. I love you and I'm ready to shout it out to the whole fucking world that Liam Payne loves Zayn Malik.

"we're like two

idiots in love." the dark-haired man chuckled and crossed the distance between them, kissing Liam on the lips.

- I love you! "What is it?" he whispered.

"and I love you even more." Liam whispered just as softly.

~

#ziam mayne #zayn malik #liam Payne #hot

[imnotoverlyobsessive]

Here’s the next chapter! Hope you enjoy. Also a big thank you to @edward-or-ford, as always, for his invaluable feedback!

Chapter Five: Into the Night

It’s three AM, I’m outside your window. Jump the fence; dad will never know. And then you took control of the radio, turned up all the songs I know. I’m risking everything, and that’s alright with me. - The Summer Set, Passenger Seat

Mabel Caroline Pines, age seventeen, five foot three (and a Virgo, for interested parties) was positively average. As in, she was perfectly fine. Reasonably acceptable. Nothing to gawk at, sure, but certainly not a goblin or in any way repulsive.

Her face was average, her boobs were average, her hair was average, her butt was average. Even her feet were average-sized. There was nothing inherently wrong with Mabel’s appearance. Sure, she’d change the odd thing here and there if given the chance to do so (the length of her eyelashes, for example, or the natural shape of her eyebrows).

Of course, Mabel would never admit such things out loud. How could she? It would ruin the confidence she pretended to have, and that simply wouldn’t do.

To be fair to herself, which she always tried to be, Mabel was quite skilled at creativity-driven tasks. However, no amount of creative proficiency could have prevented the required sleuthing, as well as pre-sleuth planning and timing, that one particular evening required in order to be pulled off.

Mabel didn’t deign to share with Candy and Grenda exactly whom she was meeting (“I’m sneaking out to meet my brother in the dead of night” hardly warrants a forty-five minute shower where she spent the majority of the time shaving parts of her body that didn’t strictly need shaving as they wouldn’t be seen, thirty minutes of blow drying and styling one’s hair, thirty more minutes of makeup application, the nervousness, not to mention the outfit-picking-out process), but she did say she was meeting a boy she might’ve sorta kinda had a teensy bit of a thing for. Her friends knew her well enough to know she was understating her feelings a great deal, of course, but they didn’t pry. Okay, they did, but they didn’t pry too much.

In any case, Mabel was quite pleased with the results of her hour in the bathroom mirror. She’d drenched the ever-loving crap out of her hair in glitter spray as she brushed it, and the hot air of the hair dryer made the spray set in so it didn’t get on Candy’s fingers while she began a partial French braid at the crown of Mabel’s head.

Y’know, the sort of hairstyle that, to the untrained eye, didn’t look like it took a whole lot of time and effort, when in reality, it 100% did.

“Why can’t we use bright red lipstick again, or wing your eyeliner?” Grenda complained.

“Because,” Mabel said emphatically. “If Di-“ Cutting herself off and pressing her lips together tightly, collecting her thoughts. Candy raised a slender eyebrow before Mabel continued. “If he sees winged eyeliner and bright red lipstick, he’ll think something’s up! I don’t want him to know I’m interested!”

“But you want him to look deep into your eyes, and the eyeliner will draw attention to them,” reminded Grenda.

“Yeah, and bright red lipstick will draw attention to your lips, which means he’s more likely to think about kissing you,” agreed Candy.

Mabel sighed and held up a tube of lipstick that was just a few shades darker than her natural lip color.

“The pink will do that same thing without being too obvious about it. If he’s interested, he’ll notice my lips and my boobs, and if he’s not, then, well… then he’s not, I guess.”

“Fair enough, I suppose,” Grenda conceded.

Candy was silent for a moment, staring searchingly at Mabel’s face. “Who did you say you were meeting again?”

“I- I didn’t,” Mabel stuttered briefly, covering her discomfort by turning her attention to applying the lipstick. This was just as well, as if she had seen Candy’s highly suspicious expression, she would’ve been even more nervous than she already was, and it should be noted that that was no small amount by any measure.

Perfect. Just the right amount of “LOOK AT ME” vibes from her lips.

Grabbing a bottle of perfume, she sprayed a bit on her wrist, rubbing it against her other one, and then on her neck and under her ears.

“You guys sure this outfit isn’t too much? I don’t want him to think I’m trying to impress him, and the heels, I dunno...”

Both girls shook their heads furiously. “No, it’s perfect! And we already coordinated your makeup and jewelry so no way are we changing it up now!” Grenda exclaimed.

“Mhm,” Candy agreed. “And the heels are perfect! They make your hips sway extra when you walk and they make your butt stuck out a little bit! They’re not even that high, he probably won’t even notice you’re wearing them.”

Right. Nobody wore jeans when they were trying to impress somebody. Well, not when they were being obvious about it, anyway. And Mabel was certainly trying her hardest not to be obvious.

And she was 100% trying to impress Dipper. She wanted Dipper to see her and wish she wasn’t his sister, wish they shared a soulmark. She wanted him to ache so badly for her that it felt like his bones were trying to escape his skin.

She ached for him that way, after all. It was only fair she made him ache for her in return. Even if it was only once, only for a split second.

When Mabel’s phone chimed to signal she’d gotten a text, she snatched it up before either of her friends could sneak a peek at the screen.

I’m outside read Dipper’s text. Then a second one came in with a whoosh from her phone’s speaker. Lights are off so nobody can see my car but I’m here.

Mabel wasn’t sure where her heart was. It might’ve been in her stomach, or perhaps her throat, or maybe even Candy’s basement, but it most definitely was not in her chest.

“He’s here,” Mabel said quietly, standing on shaky legs. God, why had she worn heels? What had she been thinking?

“Are you ready?!” Grenda demanded excitedly.

“Nope,” Mabel squeaked out.

“Yes you are!” Candy said firmly. “You are absolutely ready! You look hot, girl, you’re gonna make him jizz his pants just from looking at you!”

Mabel seriously doubted that, and she would most definitely laugh if it happened. But yeah, it wasn’t gonna happen. Because no matter how much time Mabel spent on making herself look her prettiest, Dipper would only ever see her as his sister.

Still, though. A girl could dream, right?

Mabel has never really considered Candy’s first floor bedroom being an asset before, but it most certainly had become one. Climbing out a window was far easier if that window was on the ground floor.

Still, staring out into the blackness of the cold Oregon night as Candy popped out her window screen and set it to the side, Mabel wondered how she had gotten there. Thirteen minutes before midnight, done up like she was going on a date, about to climb out her friend’s bedroom window and tiptoe through the front yard to secretly meet her twin brother whom she just so happened to be in love with, praying to every deity she’d ever heard of that he hadn’t found his soulmate.

Not yet, she pleaded silently, staring at the outline of his car, just a shade darker than the trees and the night sky, barely visible at all. Let me have him to myself just a little longer.

She wasn’t ready to share him with another girl. She never really would be, but in time, she’d come to accept it. She had to, right? There was no other option. She wanted him to be happy. Even if it wasn’t with her, even if it made her feel like her body was consuming itself from the inside out, she wanted him to be happy.

“Mabel?” Grenda asked cautiously.

“I’m fine,” she assured her friend. She couldn’t mess up her makeup by crying.

Mascara and eyeliner were a bitch to fix.

Bracing herself on the windowsill, she put one jean-clad leg over and out the window, then the other.

Looking back at her friends in the light of Candy’s bedroom one last time, second guessing herself for half a second (she’d never snuck out before, after all), Mabel smiled shakily. Both her friends beamed back at her. Candy leaned down the couple of inches required to be at Mabel’s eye level.

“Knock ‘em dead.”

Grenda nodded enthusiastically. “And tell us everything when you get back!”

Grinning, Mabel hopped out of the window only to immediately realize that heels and frosty grass were not a great mix, and thus struggled to maintain her balance.

“Wait!” Grenda whisper-yelled.

Whipping her head around to look at her friends staring out at her through the window, Mabel smiled as Candy hastily squashed the essentials (phone, lipstick, tampons, breath mints, makeup remover wipes, and a compact mirror) into a purse before shoving it into the hand Grenda had stretched out behind her and was flailing about wildly, signalling to hurry the fuck up, Candy, time is of the essence here before finally tossing it at Mabel, who caught it with minimal fumbling and put it over her shoulder.

“We’ll leave the window unlocked. Let us know if you aren’t gonna come home tonight!” Grenda informed Mabel with an exaggerated wink and closed the window.

Mabel rolled her eyes affectionately and did her very best to hobble over to Dipper’s car with as much dignity as she could muster.

Heels and grass did not mix, and they extra-dextra didn’t mix when the grass was wet and very, very cold.

Reaching the curb, she perched her feet on it, and reached slowly, ever so slowly, towards the handle, and heard the click of the lock being undone from the inside. She couldn’t see in the windows; it was too dark.

The chill of the winter night bit into her fingers as they brushed the silver door handle, and she exhaled as she grasped it, her breath visible in the cold air.

Grasping the handle, Mabel opened the door slowly, and the overhead light in the car switched on automatically.

“Hurry!” Dipper whispered urgently. “Don’t want anyone to see the light.”

Mabel moved to sit in the passenger seat of his car as quickly as she could with the amount of shaking her limbs were doing, and settled in, closing the door behind her.

“Where are we going?” She asked, too afraid to look at him in the dim light of the streetlamp. She’d have to strain her eyes a great deal to see him, anyway.

“The woods. Not far from here. Just… somewhere nobody will see my car and recognize it.”

“Awfully recognizable, are ya now?” She tried to joke, but it came out stilted and awkward. Could he tell how nervous, no, how terrified, she was?

She could almost hear the shrug in his voice as he started the car, not turning the headlights on until they turned a corner.

“I mean… it’s a really small town. I don’t think there’s anybody here whose name I don’t know. So yeah, they all know what my car looks like,” he said it quietly, and it occurred to Mabel just then that he hadn’t turned on any music. The silence was suffocating.

Not knowing what to say, Mabel remained silent for a bazillion years, watching the trees pass them by. It was nothing like California, where the activity never stopped, just changed. It was quiet. Peaceful. Suffocating.

Okay, so it wasn’t actually a bazillion years. More like ten minutes. But hell if it didn’t feel like a bazillion years.

Dipper pulled into a clearing and put the car in park. It wasn’t a road, but it had clearly been driven over many a time.

The light came on again as he switched gears, and he turned the headlights back off. Turning to look at each other, really look at each other, for the first time since that afternoon, they found themselves speechless.

Dipper was, in a word, breathtaking. The soft glow of the overhead light lit the shadows on his face in such a way that his eyes almost seemed to glow, and his hair fell over his forehead in the most adorable way, and his lips were slightly parted and his cheeks were flushed from the cold.

It was warm in the car, but what else could his cheeks be flushed from?

“You look…” he coughed, looking at his lap briefly. “Nice,” he finished weakly.

“Thanks,” she managed to force out. Even a syllable was a struggle. God, how had she never been alone with him before? Why was the atmosphere so incredibly different? She didn’t even feel like herself!

“So… here’s the thing, Mabel…” he trailed off.

“The thing?”

“Yeah, the thing I wanted to talk to you about. Y’know. The thing,” he held his hands out and accentuated the last word with a movement.

“Errr… sorry, no. I don’t know what you’re talking about, bro-bro,” she shook her head. “You literally just left me a ultra-mega cryptic note saying you had to tell me something and that’s it.”

He nodded, ran a hand through his hair, and when he turned his head just so his jawline came into the light and- good god why? Why must the gods torture Mabel thus?

“Right. I guess…” he blinked rapidly, staring determinedly off in the direction of absolutely nothing. “I guess you wouldn’t, huh?”

“Is… is everything okay?” She asked him softly. “It’s gotta be pretty important for you to want a one-on-one meeting like this, so…”

“Yeah, I mean, no… I mean. Ugh. I dunno.” He ran a hand over his face, clearly agonizing over something.

What in the actual ever-loving fuck was going on?

“Dip,” she said, forcing a sternness she definitely didn’t feel into her voice. “What’s going on?”

“Right,” he said with a nod that appeared to be more to himself than to her, and then looked at her. There was something in his eyes. Mabel didn’t know what it was, but whatever was in his gaze, she knew in her very soul that it was the exact opposite of the frost on the grass outside the car.

Not that that made any sense, of course, but that was the only conclusion she could come to without at least forty-five minutes of analysis.

“Right,” he said again. “I guess… I guess it would probably be easier to just… show you, maybe…”

“Uh. Okay?” Mabel blinked. Show her what now?

Dipper held out his arm, palm up, except his fist was clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. His eyes were shut, too, and in much the same way, and then…

And then he took a deep breath, held it, and yanked his sleeve up.

Mabel’s eyes were fixed on the inside of his wrist. Dipper’s soulmark was a shooting star with the outline of a tree in the center.

Exactly like hers.

#gravity falls fanfiction #gf fanfiction #Pinecest #gravity falls #Mabel pines #dipper pines #fanfiction #fanfic #looks like someone picked a whole bushel of oopsie daisies #my writing

[astro-syd]

Jungkook & Taehyung Synastry Reading - Astrology

Part 1  Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

*This is an analysis of their relationship based off of astrology. It is not meant to dig into their private lives or to prove any points about their relationship. It’s simply to show the themes, possibilities, and archetypes at play between them.

Jungkook’s South Node conjunct (exact) Taehyung’s Saturn in Pisces AND Jungkook’s Saturn conjunct Taehyung’s South Node in Aries

The south node in a natal chart represents your past lifetime and the skills and traits you’ve brought with you into this life. This placement definitely indicates a past life connection between them!!

The presence of Saturn here makes this relationship and soul connection a very serious one. They both can definitely feel the weight of their connection and how many lifetimes they’ve known each other before meeting again in this one (and likely, it’s been a lot- Saturn represents all things long-term, so I would say with as much certainty as I can that they’ve definitely had multiple lifetimes together before this one). 

Saturn’s long-term influence makes their bond unbreakable. There’s a long term commitment and loyalty here. 

However, Saturn can also create blockages and restrictions, so these sorts of relationships (typically between a romantic couple) will never get off the ground. Considering that Jungkook and Taehyung have been bandmates and basically family for so long, they’ve certainly worked past many of these blockages to become very close. That said, as deep as their connection is, it may not be any sort of romantic relationship- this could be where Saturn’s restriction comes into play, by taking their soulmate bond and keeping their relationship platonic for this lifetime (or simply bound within their work and career), despite them having the sort of bonds that you’d expect to be romantic, given how close they are, and how interwoven their life paths. 

Considering also that one of these conjunctions is taking place in Pisces, the sign of transcendence, and you can get a feel for how deeply their souls are bonded and how much they’ve gone through together. Pisces is a sign that strives for oneness with all things, a separation from personal ego, and even self-sacrifice in order to serve others.

Not only do they have this one South Node/Saturn conjunction in Pisces, but they also have a SECOND one in Aries. They mirror the placement back to each other. This is very, VERY rare to see in a synastry chart and really just solidifies everything I’ve already mentioned. I can’t really describe the weight of these mirrored placements? I can say that it’s the first time I’ve ever seen something like this in a chart, and that it’s the sort of crazy fated soulmate situation that can’t really be put into words. It’s a very heavy and intense karmic placement that’s meant to bind them together in this lifetime.

Jungkook’s Saturn conjunct Taehyung’s Moon in Aries

Again, we’ve got more Saturn aspects, which indicate a long-lasting and rather heavy connection between the two. 

Taehyung’s moon is in Aries, which can sometimes cause impulsive emotional reactions, or feelings like he can’t inwardly control his emotions. This may come as a surprise, as his Capricorn sun (and stellium) likes to give off a cold and serious image of always being in control. We get to see his goofy and playful side as well, of course, but he doesn’t initially give off the impression of any kind of emotional instability. I would expect it to be a lot more internalized, in his case. 

That said, with how close all of the BTS members are, they’re likely to be dealing with each others’ moods near constantly, and this aspect between Jungkook and Taehyung could manifest several different ways. One being that Jungkook would give off a more cold and awkward vibe in dealing with Tae’s emotions, making Taehyung feel restricted in regards to expressing this side of himself to Jungkook. Jungkook wouldn’t know how to handle an emotional or unstable Tae, and it would feel like hitting a wall between them. Taehyung might have initially felt like Jungkook just didn’t care in the early stages of their relationship, simply because of his more emotionally distant nature. That said, Jungkook’s presence in his life could also bring the sort of stability that he needs to keep his emotions more grounded. Their bond could allow Taehyung to feel like he’s always got someone by his side, even when they’re apart, and provide him that little bit of extra emotional security and stability- just by knowing each other. Remember their acceptance speech at MAMA 2018, when everyone was crying? Jungkook pulls Taehyung into a hug, and I feel like you can see a little bit of this aspect play out in that moment. Taehyung, with all of his earth signs, usually acts as everyone else’s rock. But with lots of time together to work past their emotional blocks, I feel like Jungkook has become this for Taehyung when he needs it. 

In addition, this placement will make them both feel a very deep sense of responsibility towards each other. This goes back to their soul connection- they both can feel how important it is for them to play out this karmic relationship in this lifetime, and feel the need to do right by each other, even if this is more of a subconscious feeling or belief. It could also represent their responsibility to each other as bandmates. I expect to see a lot of these sorts of Saturn aspects and themes of responsibility amongst them as I go through all of the members’ charts.

Jungkook’s Neptune conjunct Taehyung’s Mercury in Capricorn

This aspect really gives a dreamy and poetic quality to Taehyung and Jungkook’s conversations. Taehyung is greatly inspired by Jungkook, and their conversations provide Jungkook with a lot of inspiration as well. 

Jungkook’s Mercury is in the 12th house in hard aspect to Pluto, which might give him a fear of communicating openly or being honest about his thoughts and feelings. He prefers to keep to himself and keep his thoughts more private, likely as a means of protecting himself, possibly even out of anxiety (12th Virgo Sun & Mercury square Pluto). 

Taehyung’s Capricorn Mercury is likely to be a lot more straightforward, and though he’s not the MOST open in terms of communication, he would expect Jungkook to at least be honest with him and share his feelings and thoughts from time to time. I’m not saying that Jungkook lies or is totally closed off, not at all. But Taehyung may perceive him as being more dreamy and out-of-touch, or as if he doesn’t want to connect with Taehyung or put effort into their communication. Likely Taehyung has figured out that this is due to Jungkook’s shyness or anxieties, but he still may feel frustrated from time to time when Jungkook is afraid to open up to him. However, when he does, their conversations and joint ideas are going to provide so much inspiration to them both and really fuel a lot of their dreams and creativity.

Jungkook’s Ascendant conjunct Taehyung’s Midheaven in Libra

I haven’t found a whole lot of information in my research on this particular aspect, but I wanted to include it regardless. 

The Ascendant (AC), Descendant (DC), Midheaven (MC), and Imum Coeli (IC) form the angles in a natal chart. They’re all connected on 2 axes, which form a sort of crosshair shape in the chart. So to have one of these 4 aspects in conjunction with one of the other person’s, all 4 of the axis points will be in alignment with each other. 

In Tae and Kook’s case, the AC and MC are closest, in a 4 degree conjunction (which also puts their DC and IC in conjunction, because it’s an axis). 

What I can say for sure about this aspect is that it shows the public aspect of their relationship. Both the Ascendant and the Midheaven indicate how you show up in the world, so anything that happens with their partnership is very likely to become public knowledge very quickly. We can see this simply based off of the fact that they’re incredibly famous and in a band together. It’s also likely that Taehyung, through his relationship with Jungkook, sort of pulls Jungkook further into the spotlight. This could simply be by building his confidence and encouraging him to speak more in interviews, perform more confidently, etc. In general, Taehyung simply helps him to show up more in the public eye. 

Now, in my research, I’ve found that an EXACT conjunction between axis points (0 degrees) is often an indicator of marriage between a couple. Obviously Taekook do not have an exact conjunction, and they are not married. They very well might only be friends, and I don’t want anybody to jump to conclusions with this aspect (or anything I point out in this reading, as we’re only looking at possibilities here rather than definitions), but again, this a strong indicator of a soulmate bond. I feel like this aspect might contribute to the fact that they’re in a band together, living together, almost as if they were a married couple. Due to the fact that all the members are living together and function as a family sort of blurs the lines and traditional definitions of these aspects, but I wanted to include it as some food for thought. 

Here’s some other points to take note of here:

Conjunctions to the AC often show an incredibly strong physical attraction, almost as if both partners’ bodies are in perfect alignment with each other. They could easily even take on the same habits, come down with similar ailments at the same time, have skin breakouts at the same time, etc. 

Conjunctions to the MC show that they have a strong admiration and appreciation for each others’ goals- Jungkook very much looks up to Taehyung for his work ethic and dedication to his work and career, and Tae likely feels the same way- though with a little bit more of an “older sibling” protective and guiding feeling towards Jungkook.

Their DC and IC in conjunction makes them both feel like they have the ideal relationship to create a nurturing, familiar environment. They both see ideal nurturing qualities in each other for a cozy friendship and family environment, if that makes sense?? They’re likely to comfort each other in genuinely helpful ways, as if they intuitively knew what the other needed, and there’s no excess tension when they’re simply hanging out. Their personalities and temperaments just mash together easily to create a comfortable environment.

Part 2 Coming Soon!! Stay Tuned!

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[delcina]

hello friends! i’m red (she/her pronouns) and i’m so freakin’ stoked to be here and to write with y’all!! it’s been a hot second since i’ve been in a group but this place was too cute to pass up on, so you are now stuck with me and my baby delaina. congrats! i’m up for literally anything under the sun as far as plots go, so please don’t hesitate to poke me or give this a like and i’ll appear in ur ims all magical-like. xx

『 taylor swift. twenty-nine. cis woman. she/her. 』 oh heavens, is that DELAINA JORDAN from FAIR LANE i see roaming around mapleview? minnie may’s always calling them -MERCURIAL & -PEDANTIC. i happen to think they’re not that bad! they’re a pretty cool EVENT PLANNER and every time i’ve seen them, they’ve always been +EFFERVESCENT & +TENACIOUS. i hope i see them around again! 『 red. 22. est. she/her. 』

GENERAL INFO.

name: delaina claire jordan

nickname(s): laina, lainey, del, delly ( reserved just for her mom )

birthday: august 28, 1991

age: twenty-nine

gender: cisfemale

pronouns: she/her

zodiac: virgo

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: event planner

hometown: rochester, ny

ABOUT.

mentions of: infidelity

delaina had a pretty comfortable upbringing. realtor mom, dad who had a professor job at the local college, golden retriever sprinting around the lawn of their house with the white picket fence, dinners around the table every night, that sort of comfortable. she was a bubbly, happy-go-lucky child, and life hadn’t given her any reasons to resent the sun coming up every morning. and then when she was thirteen, her father had an Affair which turned into a whole Scandal that followed her to school, and delaina was not used to being the center of attention on terms other than her own. delaina’s mother was absolutely mortified at the whole situation and filed for a divorce faster than she could have said ‘bye.’ delaina ended up taking her mom’s side in things and her relationship with her father pretty much ceased to exist the day that the divorce was official and her and her mom moved to mapleview. 

small town life was a bit of an adjustment for delaina; she considered herself a big fish thrown into an obscenely small pond when it came to mapleview, but it didn’t take long for her to find a groove and make herself at home. she played softball all through high school (gr8 anger management option) and ended up getting a scholarship to play in college.

she majored in communications, thinking she’d try to work a corporate job or for a company doing x, y, and z, but after a year at a giant media company that left her completely disillusioned and miserable, she decided to walk right out and do the very thing that made her happy: planning 

a good college friend asked for some help planning her wedding and even though delaina had absolutely zero experience, she did it anyways and ended up loving it, so she kept the ball rolling with it and started her own tiny event planning company in town. she specializes in weddings, despite having bad history with them and not having much of a romantic view on life

delaina loves people, loves working with them and helping them and spending time with them, but trust is a very different story. she’s not the best when it comes to opening up and letting people in. her “inner circle” is small even though she’s never really met a stranger

she throws a damn good event though and she’ll make sure the customer is satisfied!!! as for pleasing people beyond the work environment...quite frankly delaina’s gonna do whatever she wants to do and whatever she thinks is gonna make her happy. if you’re along for the ride, sweet, but if you aren’t, she’s not going to look back and coax ya along

delaina throws her entire being into her work; she loves what she does and couldn’t imagine doing anything else, but she can get pretty bad about balancing and prioritizing work and an actual real life??? and then you throw in her over-commitment to the details and having things perfect and it comes as no surprise that she’s sometimes on the hairline of having a breakdown (and it will come out of seemingly nowhere)

delaina is not afraid to go after what she wants, and there are times when she finds herself in a morally ambiguous area where she’s not afraid to step on someone if she has to in order to get to her point b

is very aesthetically and organizationally driven?? like she’s the queen of bullet journaling and having everything tick all the boxes of a sought out vibe. her shit is in Order (or at least, it is on paper)

she’s the girl you call if you want someone to sit with you on your couch and get wine drunk while you accidentally burn the cookies in the oven because you are too consumed in bitching about whatever great injustice life has served up lately. she is not the girl you call if you want someone to tell you everything you want to hear — if she thinks hurting your feelings will help you in the long run (even if it’s out of the best of intentions) then get ur tissues ready

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

platonic soulmate ( 0 / 1 ) — the yin to her yang, the person who knows what delaina’s thinking before it’s even crossed her mind, who sees her at her highest highs and lowest lows and loves her even when she forgets to smuggle them a piece of wedding cake as promised

high school or college friends ( 0 / ? ) — delaina’s been in mapleview since she was thirteen, and i imagine she went to college fairly close to home, so we can do just about anything with this. 

casual sex friend ( 0 / 1 ) — exactly what it says on the tin. these two have sex on occasion, whether it’s just to scratch an itch or because they’re bored or because they’ve had a bad day they need to fuck out of their system. there are no feelings attached here. just two people, getting down and dirty while talking about their tax returns and remaining good ass friends once the clothes go back on. 

exes ( 0 / ? ) — the good, the bad, the ugly, the ones who can’t stand to see each other happy but don’t ever want to get back together, the one who got away, gimme ‘em all

neighbors ( 0 / ? ) — again, the sky is the limit here! neighbors who show up on each other’s doorstep at 3am to hang out whenever they can’t sleep, neighbors who are feuding and embarking on a prank war that’s gonna get the HOA called on their asses, neighbors who don’t even know they’re neighbors, idk anything!!

hookups ( 0 / 3 ) — past/present, maybe someone she met at a bar or sdhfksdj maybe they were in the bridal party of a wedding, either way they got smashed then smashed each other tyvm, whether it is recurring can be up to us!

i’m open to everYTHING okay, whether it’s soft or angsty or completely Out There, lemme love u down. i am a mess but i’m now ur mess so it’s ok <3

#mapleviewintro

[thesunnyshow]

Name: Kim Age: 26 (27 in September) Writing Blog URL(s): @jinterlude​   

Nationality: Filipino-American Languages: English  Star Sign: Virgo MBTI: ISFJ-T Favorite color: Any shade of blue  Favorite food: Ah, I have so many, but I really do love ramen & this Filipino noodle dish my grandma makes. Favorite movie: West Side Story. A close second is Pride & Prejudice (2005) Favorite ice cream flavor: Rocky Road  Favorite animal: Pandas Go-to karaoke song: Upside Down by A*Teens (I think I just dated myself) 

What fandom(s) do you write for? Mainly BTS, but I have written for SVT, EXO, GOT7, Monsta X, B.A.P, & NCT

When did you post your first piece? Oh dang, when? Hmm… I want to say Oct. 2016 (?) on my first blog (I had deleted and came back to Tumblr).

Do you write fluff/angst/crack/general/smut, combo, etc? Why? I mostly write a combo because it just happens that way! My main genres are: fluff, romance, & humor/crack. 

Do you write OCs, X Readers, Ships...etc? I mainly write OCs stories because that’s what makes me the happiest when it comes to writing, but I still write x reader fics for drabbles and oneshots. 

Why did you decide to write for Tumblr? Funny story. The reason why I started writing for Tumblr is because an old group of friends said that I should write a funny story based on a college class of mine, so I did and here we are. 

What inspires you to write? Usually, it’s my imagination, but other times it’s either the song I’m listening to or even the show I’m currently watching. Right now, my inspiration draws from anime. 

What genres/AUs do you enjoy writing the most? Genre wise, I love writing fluff & romance. AUs wise, I’m a sucker for Royal/Royalty. Mafia/Gang & Soulmate AUs would be a close second. 

What do you hope your readers take away from your work? Oh, wow. I honestly never thought about that before. I think for me, the one thing I hope my readers get from my stories is at the end of the day, please do something that will make you happy. Your own happiness should always be a top priority for you. 

What do you do when you hit a rough spot creatively? I take a break! Instead of forcing myself out of the creativity slump, I just take a break and let my mind recharge. Then, I go back to my outline and look over while listening to music that I know will spark some creativity juices. 

What is your favorite work and why? Your most successful? My favorite works (yes, I couldn’t pick just one) are my Royal!AU Seokjin series (Fight for Me & Our Second Chance). I love the amount of time and effort I put into those two stories, and I’m simply in awe at the world and characters I created. My second favorite is my latest Seokjin oneshot, Protecting Each Other. It’s my first story that exceeded 10,000 words, and I’m just proud of how that turned out. Successful wise, I would say it’s, This Little String. It’s a Soulmate!Taehyung oneshot based around the red-string of fate, and every other month, I see someone like and/or reblog it, so I say that’s pretty successful!

Who is your favorite person to write about? Seokjin hands down. I mean, not only is he one of my ultimate biases, but for some reason my creative banks dishes out ideas and inspiration for him like it’s nothing. 

Do you think there’s a difference between writing fanfiction vs. completely original prose? I personally don’t think so. You are still writing original content that derails from the source material (or adds to it), all you have to do is just replace your idols’ name with an original character name, and there you go. What do you think makes a good story? For me, I’d say that if you’re honestly proud of the end product, then that story is good, and your readers will see that. What is your writing process like? First I get an idea, or I like to call it, “it appeared to me in a vision,” then I outline it (if the idea lingers in my brain), and then I start writing and editing. Sometimes I’d sprint with my fellow writers on a server I’m in, and other times, I’d put on music and just let my brain go wild. Most of the time, I’m sprinting with friends. 

Would you ever repurpose a fic into a completely original story? If I had the time, probably. I can see my Royal!AU series becoming an original story with different characters and an expanded plotline. What tropes do you love, and what tropes can’t you stand? I am a sucker for F2L I (friends to lovers)! I just love the idea of dating someone who’s your best friend, so why not date your best friend, if the feelings are mutual of course! As for tropes, I dislike, I can’t say that I have any. I think it’s because (and I feel so bad for this), I don’t really read much stories other than what my mutual friends have written. 

How much would you say audience feedback/engagement means to you? It means the world to me because I do like knowing if I’m doing something right or if I need to go back and edit something for clarity. Mainly, I get likes and reblogs (with no feedback), and while it’s still nice of someone for taking the time to like and reblog something, I would like some feedback, please. I’m still grateful no matter what, though!

What has been one of the biggest factors of your success (of any size)? I think it’s the support of my amazing group of friends/mutuals! It’s thanks to their support that my work is reaching a wider audience, and it just means the world to me that they read my blood, sweat, and tears. I love them so much, especially my close friend, Jey (softjeon on Tumblr)!

Coffee or tea? What are you ordering? For coffee, my go-to is a Caramel Macchiato with Soy Milk (from Starbucks), but lately I’ve been using my Keurig, so I just Peppermint Mocha and 3 tsps of Sugar (I can’t stand bitter coffee lol). For tea, I really like Mango green tea from Gongcha (another boba place chain). 

Dream job (whether you have a job or not)? My dream job is to be an elementary school teacher, however, I am currently working on becoming a social worker where my population will still focus on children/students. So, it’s a good compromise!

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose?  If I could have one superpower, it would be cryokinesis aka ice manipulation!  

If you could visit a historical era, which would you choose? Oh, that’s a tough one, but if I had to choose one, I would go for the 1960s so I can see the Beatles live!

If you could restart your life, knowing what you do now, would you? No, because it’s thanks to those life lessons that I grow up to be who I currently am. Sometimes you have to go through those harsh experiences to be a better version of yourself!

Would you rather fight 100 chicken-sized horses or one horse-sized chicken? One horse-sized chicken, then I can feed my family for months. 

If you were a trope in a teen high school movie, what would you have been? Oh, hands down, I would be the stereotypical geek/nerd. Though, I was called a “preppy” in 9th grade, so that was a first. 

Do you believe in aliens/supernatural creatures? Yup, especially ghosts! 

Fun fact about yourself that not everyone would know? I can say the alphabet backwards! 

Do you think fanfic writers get unfairly judged? Oh, hands down, especially when it comes to writing smut. I’ve seen other blogs condemn writers who write smut about real people, but my thing is that these idols are merely face claims for a character that the author is writing about. 

Do you think art can be a medium for change? I think so! Every artist has a voice, especially with what’s going on recently, we need to be able to use our voices to spread light on certain issues. 

Do you ever feel there are times when you’re writing for others, rather than yourself? I used to think that way, especially when it came to writing x reader inserts since I know that’s what “sells” to the Tumblr audience. Now, I’m perfectly happy with writing x OC stories, and I’m content with my stories getting at least 5 notes. If it breaks 10 notes, then that’s a success!

Do you ever feel like people have misunderstood you or your writing at times? If they did, then I wouldn’t know. Most of the time, I think my writing is okay with people. 

Do your offline friends/loved ones know you write for Tumblr? Yes, my soul friend managed my old blog once upon a time and actually read one of my smuts. I was so embarrassed! But at least he said it was tastefully written, so that’s a bonus? 

What is one thing you wish you could tell your followers? Always remember that it is okay to take breaks/go on hiatus! 

Do you have any advice for aspiring writers who might be too scared to put themselves out there? My advice to those who want to start writing but are too afraid put themselves out there is to simply go for it. I was that person who was afraid to put their writing out there for the world to see, especially with some already established BTS writers on Tumblr, but I went for it. At first, it might be discouraging but know that your mutuals/friends will always be your number one supporter! Use their support as a motivator to keep writing and finding your groove! Then, eventually, all of your readers will start trickling in and showering you with the love and support you deserve!

Are there any times when you regret joining Tumblr? I wouldn’t say regret joining but more like allowing my life to be revolved around it. At one point in my life, it felt like a second job/chore for me, and Tumblr should never be that type of site! 

Do you have any mutuals who have been particularly formative/supportive in your Tumblr journey? Oh, I have so many! The ones that come to mind are definitely Jey (softjeon), Beanie (jinned), Nina (j-sope), Kenz (parksfilter), Renae (mygsii), Atlas (astraljoon), & Niah (randomkoalablog) to name a few! I love these amazing people so much and cherish their friendship to the moon and back!

Pick a quote to end your interview with: "Around here, however, we don’t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious … and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths." - Walt Disney

#@jinterlude #thesunnyshow #featuredauthor #episode 24 #bts #seventeen #exo #got7 #monsta x #b.a.p. #nct

[thezodiaczone]

Aries Compatibility

ARIES + ARIES (MARCH 21 - APRIL 19) You're two high-strung, passionate Fire signs who both like to be the Alpha dominant. As such, you'll need to toss the hot potato back and forth, submitting to the other's rule—at times through gritted teeth. Acquiescence may not come naturally, but it builds a necessary trust. Aries is a paradox: you're the zodiac's infant (its first sign) and its gallant hero (you're ruled by warrior Mars). You want to save the world and be saved at the same time. You'll need to occasionally allow yourself to play wounded knight or damsel in distress, and let your mate charge to your rescue. However, don't spiral into neurotic helplessness or analysis paralysis. Nobody can beat a topic to death quite like you can—but that's what therapists are for, Aries. Neither one of you can be saddled with the emotional care and feeding of an adult baby. You're too independent for that. When your problems gain too much mental gravitas, it's time to move—literally. Disperse your Martian angst and anger with lots of physical exertion. As fellow adventurers, you travel well together. Try snowboarding, exotic bike tours, Costa Rican rainforest expeditions. Passionate sex is another antidote to prickly feelings for your high-touch sign. Like Aries Hugh Hefner, you have a champion libido (and an awesome sense of entitlement). Some Aries couples may mutually agree to flex the terms of your monogamy, although the jealousy it stirs might not be worth the trouble.

ARIES + TAURUS (APRIL 20 - MAY 20) The stubborn Bull locks horns with the willful Ram, nostrils flaring, heads bowed in determination. So begins a fierce but fiery courtship, as splashy and menacing as a Pamplona stampede. Aggression, however uncivilized, is part our Darwinian natures. It certainly is for your signs—who possess an arsenal of steamrolling tactics, from doe-eyed charm to old-fashioned philistine strong-arming. No weak-willed mate will survive your natural selection process. Nor should he. Neither one of you feels safe in the arms of a mate who can't protect you. Thus, your initial faceoff is simply a warning shot: Show me your strength so I can trust you. Once the fanfare is over, you make a great team—like British pop royalty Victoria (Aries) and David (Taurus) Beckham.

As tight as two mafiosos, you like to dress up and flaunt your natural superiority over the rest of the animal kingdom. The deal is sweet for both of you. Taurus gets an attractive show pony and a lusty mate to satisfy his Earthy libido. Aries has a lifelong provider and benefactor to supply creative freedom and endless playtime. Issues can arise if Taurus grows too possessive or tries to tame independent Aries. Indulgent Taurus will need to remain active to keep pace with the energetic Ram (read: lay off the nightly steak frites and vino). You both crave attention, but don't go looking for it outside the relationship, unless you want a real showdown. Like two tots in a nursery, you share a favorite word: Mine!

ARIES + GEMINI (MAY 21 - JUNE 20) ♥♥♥♥ You're the best of friends, so why not throw in some benefits? You certainly can…but not so fast. Your common traits are exactly what can snuff the spark before it combusts. Namely: impetuous, reckless, unstoppable drive for instant gratification. You want what you want, and you want it NOW. Sure, the adrenaline you evoke from trading edgy banter, bungee jumping, or playing footsie under the conference table might convince you that you're soulmates. However, this attitude will lead to an inchoate relationship, with the two of you skydiving into City Hall before you even know each other's middle names. It doesn't all come out in the wash, so check that laissez-faire attitude when you're ring shopping on the second date. That said, you do have the makings of a great match that's rooted in true friendship, intellectual chemistry and fun. The key is to pace yourselves and to continuously bring new adventures to the table. Boredom is the enemy; it leads to cat-and-mouse games and mental chess matches with each other. Remain active: get involved in a political campaign, build houses for the poor, take an eco-tour or scuba lessons. Host and attend lots of parties with your mutual friends, and busy yourselves with projects that satisfy your short attention spans. Above all, don't turn to each other for advice, unless you like impatient, tough-love coaching and draining circular conversations. Not exactly the soothsaying your sweetie needs in a rare vulnerable moment.

ARIES + CANCER (JUNE 21 - JULY 22) Aries is the zodiac's baby (its first sign); Cancer is its matriarch, ruling the fourth house of motherhood, home and family. Is this relationship doomed to be an Oedipal cliche? Not if you temper these traits through steady, conscious self-development. Otherwise, you easily lapse into automatic roles that polarize you into a parent-child (or master-and-servant) dynamic. Aries can be selfish—not maliciously, but in a crude, clueless style that leaves Cancer resentful and dismayed at the Ram's lack of nuance. Cancer knows how to play the nurturing giver, but this delicate sign needs room to be vulnerable, too. Aries loves to be coddled, but Cancer's maternal indulgences will create a spoiled brat or a demanding diva. Besides, while the Crab may have a tough outer shell, the true warrior is Aries, ruled by aggressive Mars. Your differences are many: Aries is a diehard independent and Cancer is a family guy; Aries needs freedom, the Crab's possessive grip clings tight. You'll need to compromise, or else the relationship can turn into a competitive, jealous hotbed. You can both brood with the best of them, and your dark days eclipse even the tiniest sliver of hope. Talk about depressing. Swear off the silent treatment and learn to communicate as two adult equals.

ARIES + LEO (JULY 23 - AUGUST 22) Aries and Leo are Fire signs who love drama, passion and extreme adventure. You're a flashy, outspoken duo that plays by your own bold agenda. Restless souls, you need lots of physical and intellectual stimulation—politics, inspiring conversations, startup businesses—you'll juggle them all, making it look so easy. Of course, your emotional meltdowns require a team of therapists and devoted friends to fix, and you should keep those folks on speed dial. Adrenaline is your favorite drug; no surprise Aries Jennifer Garner and Leo Ben Affleck fell in love while co-starring in the action flick Daredevil. Like this Hollywood pair, who refuses to walk the red carpet together on principle, you respect each other's autonomy. Fire signs are by nature independent. You both need to make your own mark on the world, and you don't like anyone stealing your shine. In fact, trouble starts when one of you eclipses the other's big moment or makes the other look foolish in public. Rule number one: don't compete. With your rash tempers, it won't end well. Instead, be each other's biggest fans and champions. As the relationship progresses, put more effort into dressing up, especially if you become parents. Because you're so comfortable together, you could end up bumming around in burp cloths and track suits, dulling the sexy edge that attracted you in the first place.

ARIES + VIRGO (AUGUST 23 - SEPTEMBER 22) The razor's edge between love and hate lives in this common but contradictory coupling. Your attraction feels so fated, it's impossible to resist. Fire-sign Aries loves freedom and risk, but helplessly falls for prudent, parental Virgo, an Earth sign landlocked by practicality and protocol. The tips of Virgo's gossamer wings are singed by Aries' flame—yet, into the fire the Virgin flutters. Both signs have a hero complex, and this relationship centers around fixing each other, or exposing the other to new ways of life. For the first six to twelve months, it's exhilarating. Arduous Aries hand-delivers Virgo's sexual awakening with passion that's tender and all-consuming. Cautious Virgo teaches the impetuous Ram how to slow down, prepare and look both ways before crossing. New facets of your personalities unearth themselves—how lovely! Once the hormone flood is no longer at high tide, however, there are glaring differences to negotiate. Virgo's well-intentioned criticisms feel like a character assault to Aries ("who cares how I fold my T-shirts? I'm still a good person!"). Aries' myopic selfishness makes Virgo feel resentful and unappreciated—especially after hours of listening to the Ram's diatribes with the patience of a paid analyst. At this point, you realize that you've spent way too much time together, and you've lost touch with the outside world. Roll out of bed and reconnect with your individual friends, hobbies and interests. Trust that the other one will be there when you return.

ARIES + LIBRA (SEPTEMBER 23 - OCTOBER 22) ♥♥♥♥ You're opposite signs who can match up well, but you sometimes baffle one another, too. Aries rules the self and Libra rules relationships. Libra is a lover; Aries is a fighter. Your polar extremes can be a great complement if you borrow what the other does best. Rash, temperamental Aries could stand to give others the benefit of the doubt, to look before leaping—something the wise Judge does well. Languid, overly accommodating Libra can learn to speak up, say no, and take action instead of pondering the possible consequences for a year. Although your differences can be irritating, they also make you a well-rounded couple if you play them right. When Aries needs to rant, patient Libra offers uninterrupted listening, capped with sage, sensible feedback. In return, Aries helps Libra overcome a mortal fear of conflict, teaching this sign how to stand up for his rights. As parents, or even business partners, you play the good cop/bad cop routine like seasoned pros. Just be willing to adjust your internal thermostats as needed. Hotheaded Aries will need to dial down the anger, lest all that concentrated emotion throw Libra's scales off balance. Erudite Libra will need to descend from that lofty, cultured perch and take a bold risk. (No, Aries does NOT consider ten years a reasonable time to wait for an engagement ring—and never will.) Compromise is essential for you to find a rhythm.

ARIES + SCORPIO (OCTOBER 23 - NOVEMBER 21) Aries' ruler, passionate Mars, also wields minor command over Scorpio (whose main overlord is Pluto). Fierce physical attraction draws your signs together, but it's a game of sexual gunpowder and erotic explosives. Not that either of you is afraid of such things. No sign is as darkly intense as watery Scorpio. When mixed with Aries' concentrated fire-power, you stir up quite the hydroelectric charge. However, this match can only last if Scorpio has evolved from a ground-dwelling, vengeful scorpion into an elevated "eagle" state. Here's the fundamental challenge: Aries takes; withholding Scorpio takes away. When Aries reaches out his grasping hand, Scorpio's first instinct is to jump back, which wounds the sensitive Ram. Aries energy is consuming, which leaves Scorpio weak-kneed but scared. Aries will need to temper the raw desire, or at least mask it to avoid overwhelming Scorpio. Jealous Scorpio will need to stop Google-stalking Aries and hiring private detectives whenever the independent Ram goes out for a beer with friends. One way in which you're alike? You're both hyper-sensitized to abandonment, and may even shun each other in a self-protection paradox: "Go away before you leave me." (This tactic only guarantees another hot reunion tryst.) Selfishness can also be this couple's downfall. Scorpio is the sign that rules other people's resources—his karmic job is to create wealth from another man's pocket. Aries is simply born entitled. In a sense, you both live by the credo "What's mine is mine; what's yours is mine." Who will refill the coffers once you empty them?

ARIES + SAGITTARIUS (NOVEMBER 22 - DECEMBER 21) ♥♥♥♥ Chemistry and simpatico build fast between these two Fire signs, and you find a twin soul in each other. You're both independent explorers, driven by lust, joie de vive and a breathtaking moxie that others mistake for arrogance. That brio and derring-do is the badge of your spiritual kinship—a primal mating call that draws you together. You share a blunt sense of humor, and naturally understand the other's need for space and autonomy (at least at first). Thrilling conversations traipse expansive terrain: philosophy, art, human nature, science, spirituality, dreams. Together, the impossible feels probable, and your natural confidence soars higher. Caution: the view from your rosy lenses can be a bit myopic. Sagittarius is a gambler and Aries is a charging knight—neither thinks far ahead. You'll need crash insurance for the times that your grand schemes don't reach your projections. At moments, you both lapse into overthinking, which can kill the celebratory vibe. Aries also has a greater need to for coddling and personal attention. At times, the Ram may resent competing with Sagittarius' busy career, social schedule and hobbies—and Sagittarius gets impatient with Aries' needy spells. When angered, your burning tempers can raze a national forest to ash. Be careful not to unleash a spiteful spark, for that's all it takes to destroy this treasured landscape.

ARIES + CAPRICORN (DECEMBER 22 - JANUARY 19) Aries is the Alpha in most relationships, but here the Ram meets his match. In the Goat, Aries finds a more seasoned pack leader, and backs into a rare state of obedience. This weighty respect comes from Capricorn's ruler, wise old Saturn, the planet of maturity, authority and command. Capricorn is the zodiac's father sign; Aries is its firstborn child. It's the difference between a king and a knight, a queen and a duchess. Both are noble, but one is clearly the elder. This can be a dealbreaker for Aries in some cases, as too much paternalism makes this independent sign run for freedom. However, it usually works. Although Aries can be a hellish brat, Capricorn is unruffled and even amused by the tantrums, giving Aries space to act out. If you accept your cosmic roles, you can make excellent partners in both love and business. Aries is ruled by warrior Mars, and Capricorn is a four-star general by nature. You both see life as a battlefield to conquer, and with Aries' grit and Cap's determination, there's no goal you can't achieve. Earthy Capricorn excels at structure and planning, and is the terra firm beneath the Ram's restless hooves. Fiery Aries is a daring playmate who amuses, excites and entertains the sober Goat, especially in the bedroom (where Capricorn has a lesser-known lusty side). Aries is a flirt, and this can spark jealousy in traditional Capricorn. Over time, trust and mutual respect abolish the Goat's fears, and you make supportive lifelong partners.

ARIES + AQUARIUS (JANUARY 20 - FEBRUARY 18) ♥♥♥♥ You're laugh-a-minute friends who make a fine comedic duo, but the romance isn't as hearty as your side-splitting guffaws. You're amazed by how quickly the other delivers a hilarious comeback or a clever opinion, and it turns you on. Banter leads you to the bedroom fast, where the sex is playful and experimental (though not heavy on the emotional connection). It's as though you've met your twin; and alas, you may soon feel more like siblings than lovers. After a couple weeks, the Bickersons sideshow routine gets old, especially for Aries, and you run out of things to talk about. While casual Aquarius likes to keep the conversation light, Aries has intense, brooding spells that demand way too much emotional attention. For Aquarius, problems are solved with steely logic or left alone, but Aries is unable to curb obsessive thinking, which drives Aquarius mad. Your styles of affection are different, too. Cool Aquarius gets overwhelmed by the Ram's passion and physicality—there's way too much touching, grabbing and kissing for the airy Aquarian temperament. If you're determined to be together, push yourselves to go beyond platonic borders by traveling, taking classes, even performing on stage together. Closeness breeds more ennui than affection. Cultivate mystery through time apart. Your independent signs need to develop your own lives, then reunite with thrilling tales from the road.

ARIES + PISCES (FEBRUARY 19 - MARCH 20) Aries is the zodiac's first sign, Pisces its last. You're the Alpha and the Omega, the dawn and the sunset. You're as far apart and as close together as two signs can get. Although your differences are vast, you also have a broad expanse of material from which to fashion your relationship. Your polar positions can actually make you a great match. Aries loves to be adored and spoiled, and generous Pisces will give everything in the name of love. In Pisces' worshipful gaze, Aries feels brilliant and boundless, and his insecurities melt away. This is important for the sensitive Ram, whose "wounded soldier" archetype is healed by the Pisces nurse. In this relationship, Aries is free to follow his natural hunting instincts; Pisces prepares a banquet from his conquests. The danger: You both have vivid imaginations, but with two dreamers at the helm of this romance, the ship can veer off course. Aries is a take-charge leader, but needs a strong second mate. Bravado and confidence don't come easy to insecure Pisces, who falls into feigned helplessness under duress. Moody spells are common for your signs, and digging yourselves out of emotional ditches can be a challenge. You'll need a council of advisors to help you manage aspects of daily life—accountants, lawyers, coaches, therapists. Aries can be naturally aggressive, where Pisces is passive or passive-aggressive. You'll need to adapt your communication styles in order to be heard.

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Twin Flame Thursday (Soulmates welcome too!)

Hello all you beautiful people, today I’m doing another Twin Flame Thursday post. Channelling my own positive energies around love today I wanted to do a reading for channelled love messages from your person by zodiac sign. Up to you if you want to read your Sun/Moon/Rising/Venus/All of the above and cross-read. A lot of these messages contain similar energies of the Twin Flames (/Soulmates) knowing they need to be ‘ready’ first and that the Universe has a plan and a timeline in place and it’s interesting to see how they do feel these energies themselves and thus does not act until the time is ready. These are the messages:

Libra: There is so much I haven’t told you about how I feel. I see you, I do, and I see the love that you have for me. I’d cross an ocean to be with you and don’t think for a second that’s not what I’m doing right now. “Ain’t no river wide enough” as they say.

Gemini: I dance to the sound of the music you put in my heart. It keeps me up at night sometimes, thinking about you. I wish I could tell you this one thing: I’m not done with the love I have for you.

Aquarius: You have everything, and I know that sometimes you think that you don’t. But when I see you, I see everything. My eyes turn to you for guidance and support because I look up to you, I truly do. Believe in yourself the way that I believe in you.

Scorpio: Your words can be razor sharp but my biggest fear is actually to never hear from you again. I feel more grounded when I am around you and I know that this love is like nothing else I’ve ever felt or experienced before which is a strange contradiction as this feelings I have for you seem to be something completely out of this world.

Cancer: “You didn’t lose me” (a very powerful message for some Cancer’s here). I would like nothing else than to rush in and declare my love for you, but I know that the time is not right. But I am always here and I always will be.

Pisces: Be confident in the love I have for you even when I am not showing it to you. I try to not make such rash impulse decisions anymore and I want to be sure that it will be the right time when I do come for you. I love you dear.

Taurus: I didn’t mean what I said, you know that thing? Yeah, I was being stupid. This pull I feel towards you I simply don’t understand. I hope that you are happy. I know that I would be happy if I was with you.

Virgo: I didn’t know what I was getting myself into and now everything just seems upside down. But there is one thing I know for sure, and that is how I feel about you. I trap myself in my own thoughts and it keeps me from making any moves, but I don’t tell lies so know that what I said, is the truth.

Capricorn: You’re always on my mind. I think about you all the time. Why haven’t I made a move yet? Well, you see, I don’t feel good enough sometimes for you and I want to have more to offer to you. I want to do things right.

Leo: Be with me please? Honestly it’s all that I think about. Even if we were just friends, I want to be near you, I want to see you, I just want to be in your presence somehow. You’re so beautiful and I am so attracted to you, will you let me in?

Aries: I didn’t take a stand and I did not fight for you, not because you are not worthy, but because I’m not. I didn’t feel confident enough to see things through. I met my match when I met you and I surrender, there is no one else like you.

Sagittarius: I don’t think you need me but I want to look after you. You make me see the world in ways I didn’t do before. Now it scares me to know there could ever be a world for me without you. I don’t want that. I haven’t told you how I truly feel yet but I hope that you see and sense my love in the little things that I do.

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