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d4rkpluto · 6 months

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𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔴𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫

⟶ before i get into this post, the celebrities/influencers i add are not in order "of the most beautiful" and if there's a celebrity i left out then they were purposely left out because i wanted to get use twelve women.

⟶ on the other hand, this post can be used as a beauty indicator post :) and if you do not have any of these placements it doesnt take away your beauty :)

PLUS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE 9,000+ FOLLOWERS IN THE COMMENTS OR IN THE REBLOGS TELL ME WHAT TYPE OF POST YOU WOULD WANT TO SEE :)

⟶ THE DEGREES EXPLAINED IN THIS POST IS AIDED BY JANDUZ ALONG WITH MY OWN RESEARCH.

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the celebrities/influencers i used to get information were women who were called the most beautiful that include adriana lima, aneglina jolie, audrey hepburn, bella hadid, beyonce, jessica alba, kristina pimenova, madison beer, marilyn monroe, megan fox, monica bellucci and rihanna.

ASCENDANT ⬎

♇ the sign that appeared for the ascendant the most was GEMINI, in my previous posts, i have always noted that Gemini/Mercurial energy can make someone very beautiful, majority of the times it can make someone appear foxy, youthful and can make someone appear "well done" like every features of them being well matched for each other.

the second sign in the ascendant was leo and third was capricorn.

the modality that appeared the most was the cardinal modality while the element that appeared the most was fire.

ASCENDANT ASPECTS ⬎

♇ the ascendant aspect that occurred the most was the ascendant aspecting uranus, it can make someone appear as other-worldly, [or you can say outer worldly and since uranus rules over aliens, beings that are not human it can include mermaids/sirens besides the common idea of an alien].

the second aspect that appeared the most was the ascendant aspecting venus and third was the ascendant aspecting saturn.

ASCENDANT DEGREES ⬎

♇ the degree that appeared the most in the ascendant was the 10° a capricorn degree that can bring structure and perfection to wherever it lands on.

the second degree that occurred the most was the 19°, a libra degree, and the 28°, a cancer degree.

the modality the appeared the most was the cardinal degree, but for the element degree was the water degrees.

SUN ⬎

♇ the sign that appeared the most for the sun was TAURUS, taurus a venusian sign, it is not a surprise it had appeared the most. it being aligned with this celestial planet makes their beauty and essence highlighted and more evident to those around them.

the second sun sign that appeared the most was gemini and the third was libra.

venusian suns appeared the most but for the modality it was mutable suns that appeared the most.

SUN HOUSES ⬎

♇ the house the sun appeared the most in was the 11H, a global and universal planet can be interpreted as being perceived as stunning by everyone around them.

the second house the sun appeared in multiple of times was the 2H and lastly it was the 8H.

modality wise, the houses the sun occurred the most in was cardinal and fixed houses. [1H, 4H, 7H AND 10H FOR CARDINAL]. [2H, 5H, 8H AND 11H FOR FIXED].

SUN ASPECTS ⬎

♇ the sun aspect that occurred the most was the sun aspecting mars, the sun and mars together can make the "sexiness" or you can say steaminess of an individual more prominent in someone.

SUN DEGREES ⬎

♇ the degree that repeated the most for the sun was the 5°, an Leo Degree that can make someone appear as refined and very provocative and steamy.

the second degree was the 13°.

the type of degrees that appeared the most for the sun was the cardinal degree.

MOON ⬎

♇ moving onto moon signs, the sign that repeated within this research was aries, the moon is the face and aries puts fierceness and allure to the celestial planet its aligned with.

the second moon sign that occurred the most was leo and second was libra.

the modality that appeared the most was the fixed moon, [taurus, leo, scorpio and aquarius].

MOON HOUSES ⬎

♇ the house that had the moon in the most was the 6H, it brings the need to want to perfect features, beauty and fashion.

the second house was the 7H and the third was the 12H.

however, the modality houses the moon planet occurred in the most was fixed and mutable houses.

MOON ASPECTS ⬎

♇ the aspect that appeared the most for the moon was the moon aspecting neptune, neptune is a higher octave of venus, the beauty is mesmerising and glamorous, it can make someone appear siren/mermaid-like and outer worldly, the beauty brings people in.

the second aspect that was seen a lot was the moon aspecting mars.

MOON DEGREES ⬎

♇ the degree that repeated the most for the moon was the 15°, a Gemini Degree, that can bring people to follow the way you present yourself beauty wise, and can bring copy-cats and a lot of people speaking about how you look like.

the modality that appeared the most was the fixed degrees in the moon, along with taurus degrees, [2, 14 and 26].

MERCURY [SPECIFICALLY BEING SPOKEN ABOUT] ⬎

♇ the mercury sign that occurred the most was mercury in GEMINI, and the women who have this aspect get spoken about quite a lot, and since this is a beauty indicator post, the mercury and gemini alignment would have people very inquisitive about the individual's essence and could push people to want to copy how they express themselves.

the second sign was taurus and the third one was libra.

the modality that appeared the most was both cardinal and fixed.

MERCURY HOUSES ⬎

♇ the house mercury appeared in the most was the 11H, like i have said the 11H is a global house, specifically socially, could make someone appear as someone who is very youthful and charming adding onto their beauty aura.

the second house that mercury appeared in the most was the 1H and lastly it was the 7H.

the mercury planet mainly appeared in air houses, [3H, 7H and 11H].

MERCURY ASPECTS ⬎

♇ moving onto the idea of aspects, the planet mercury was aligned with the most was mercury aspecting venus, this aspect can make someone appear as absorbing and irresistible.

the second aspect was mercury aspecting jupiter and the third aspect was mercury aspecting neptune.

MERCURY DEGREES ⬎

♇ lastly for mercury, the degree that appeared the most for this planet was the 0°, this degree does not belong to any sign/planet, the degree means that whatever it is in, it's in its truest form, to have the zero degree in mercury implies that the charisma, adolescence and allure is at its highest peak making the kin very bewitching.

the second degree that appeared the most was the 2°, a Taurus/Venus degree.

VENUS ⬎

♇ coming to one of the main properties of the post, venus, the sign that appeared the most throughout this research was ARIES, not a surprise since most iconic beauty icons have this placement. [for example, marilyn monroe, audrey hepburn and elizabeth taylor]. this placement fiercely focuses on the face of an individual and making them appear sensual, erotic and sexy!

the second placement was cancer venus.

VENUS HOUSES ⬎

♇ the house the venusian planet appeared in the most was the 12H, a neptunian house that focuses on glamour and elevating one's beauty. can make someone absorbing and mysterious to be around.

the second house it appeared in the most was the 7H and the third one was the 9H.

the modality houses it appeared in the most was the cardinal houses.

VENUS ASPECTS ⬎

♇ the main aspect that appeared the most was venus aspecting uranus, it makes someone have really ethereal and unique beauty.

next was venus aspecting jupiter and the last one was venus aspecting the midheaven.

VENUS DEGREES ⬎

♇ finally, for the degrees, the number that i saw the most was the 12°, the pisces degree, like i have said in previous sentences, piscean essence can bring glamour and heightened beauty to wherever it lands on, and it landing on venus makes the person seem alluring and stunning with how they look and display themselves.

the second degree that appeared the most was the 28°, a cancer degree.

for modality, it was the mutable degrees that appeared the most.

MARS ⬎

♇ with mars, the sign that appeared the most was LEO, mars is the planet of "sexiness" or you could say strong allure, with leo being aligned with this fiery planet, it brings out the glam and light shining attraction an individual can carry and array. it wants people around them to know "hey im sexy and you should see it" lmao.

the second sign that occurred the most was taurus.

MARS HOUSES ⬎

♇ within my research i have noticed that the houses mars appeared in the most was the 6H, as i have spoken before, the 6H brings wanting to have perfection with whatever planets lands in it, and to have mars there implies the 6H wanted to perfect the fiery and erotic essence the fiery planet brings.

the second house it appeared in was the 9H and third was the 12H.

the modality houses that appeared the most was evidently mutable houses.

MARS ASPECTS ⬎

♇ when it comes to aspects, the planet mars was aligned with the most was the amplifier planet, jupiter, making it easy for people to express their sensuality and steaminess to the point that it is in your face.

the mars aspect that came in second was mars aspecting uranus, but from most of the research i've done, all the results had mars aspecting outer planets, just jupiter and uranus occurred the most.

MARS DEGREES ⬎

♇ coming to the topic of degrees, the i number saw the most was the 10°, the capricorn degree can make someone very mesmerising and beautiful as like virgo, it can bring perfection and structure to the theme it is stuck with. its brings a mature appeal that is hard to look away from.

on the other hand, the modality within the degree that came the most was fixed degrees.

NEPTUNE ⬎

♇ neptune being a higher octave of venus entails the seductive and siren-like beauty someone holds, the sign that appeared the most with neptune was the sign SAGITTARIUS, the sagittarius sign amplifying the glamorous beauty an individual has and makes it easier for people to admire and idolise them.

the second sign that occurred the most was capricorn and the third sign was leo.

NEPTUNE HOUSES ⬎

the house neptune appeared in the most was the 9H, like i have said for the sagittarius neptune, it expands the beauty and delicacy of someone's appearance and. due to this, people would easily follow and glorify them.

it had also appeared in fire houses, [1H, 5H AND 9H] the most.

and the modality the planet neptune occurred in the most was mutable houses, [3H, 6H, 9H and 12H].

NEPTUNE ASPECTS ⬎

♇ onto the aspects a huge number of these individuals i have researched had their neptune aspecting pluto, as i have said numerous of times, neptune is a strong beauty planet and it being paired with pluto intensifies their attraction which gains them masses of influence over people. their beauty and charm appears as inviting and risqué.

the second aspect that i saw the most was neptune aspecting mercury while the last one was neptune aspecting saturn.

NEPTUNE DEGREES ⬎

♇ once again the degree that was with the planet the most was a capricorn degree, but this time it was the 22°, this degree bringing mature-like sensual and provocative nature to someone's physical features. can make them easily scouted by the industry.

the second degree that made an appearance the most was the 24°.

though for the modality it was both cardinal and mutable degrees that i saw the most.

ASTEROID BELLA ⬎

♇ the sign that i saw appear with asteroid bella the most was CAPRICORN, capricorn beauty has always been underestimated, it brings clean, structured and daring beauty to a person. and due to this many of them get assigned to modelling companies because of how regal they look.

the sign element that appeared the most was earth signs being paired with bella.

though for the modality two have occurred the most and it was both cardinal and mutable degrees.

BELLA HOUSES ⬎

♇ the house asteroid bella was found in the most was the 3H, bringing in youthful and buoyant beauty to someone, and because of this sometimes they carry the child-like and humorous essence mermaids have in film.

the second house bella was in the most was the 12H.

and for modality the houses bella was found in the most was mutable houses.

BELLA ASPECTS ⬎

♇ the aspect i saw in their chart the most was bella aspecting jupiter, it makes someone look very elven and fairy like, and sometimes it can make someone have this soft physical attraction. can give someone goddess-like beauty.

the second aspect that appeared the most was bella aspecting venus and the third one to follow was bella aspecting mars.

BELLA DEGREES ⬎

♇ the degree i saw display itself the most was the 24°, a pisces degree that can boost someone's physical attraction. can make someone have this siren-like allure that causes other people to be mesmerised of them.

for the modality mutable degrees with there for bella was there the most.

for the element, i noticed it was water degrees that occurred the most.

OTHER CALCULATIONS ⬎

⟶ the top three sign dominance that appeared in people's charts for this research was [we all have 3 dominant signs] ⬎

leo.

scorpio.

aquarius.

⟶ the top three dominant planets that appeared in people's charts for this research was [we all have 3 dominant planets] ⬎

moon.

mercury.

saturn.

⟶ the signs that occurred the most in the big six was ⬎

aries

gemini

libra

⟶ the top three degrees that appeared the most was ⬎

10.

28.

⟶ the 2 degree and the 13 degree running up as the fourth and fifth.

this is the end of the post, thank you so much for reaching to this point :)

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serpentpatrol · 4 months

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Astro Observation: Aries ♈️ Part 1

🔎Discretion: consider zodiac signs, aspects, and placements in a birth chart as a map of the soul, it gives you direction on how to recognize its influence or impact within you, as the saying goes: "the stars impels; they don't compel". These observations also depends on degrees, houses, aspects to planets and mostly the free will of the person. Your birth chart gives you information about the pattern of how your energy plays out in the universe but in the end it's your own free will which is the one that decides on how to manage the energy.

🔥 Well known fact about Aries or Aries placements being very independent individuals, they don't like when someone is being emotionally or literally clingy towards them, they will probably show some distance or remain objective if they have to engage in social activity with someone or some groups.

🔥There is a lighthearted cheerful expression in Aries suns (when they are in a good or balanced mood) which brings simplicity in connecting with them, there is no wishy washy, heavy atmosphere or uncertainty with them, they are direct when it comes to what they want to share or want to plan with others.

🔥 When it comes to reaching their goals, Aries suns are daredevils and they can be detailed-oriented about it too like Virgos but this comes from their passion to start something and being very cardinal about it. Whatever activities they pursue they thoroughly gather all of its information and able to execute those plans quickly though it might not last long or not in a slow steady progress like earth placements (Capricorn or Taurus) but they could manage to create and manifest those plans into actions and reality.

🔥 Martian planet which ruled both Scorpios and Aries could make these individuals especially the females to be mentally tomboys, there is a power or femme/homme fatale energy exudes from them which is not the submissive type, totally dominant. Take a look at Lisa (Aries Sun) from Blackpink danced to 'Tomboy' by Destiny Rogers 👇🏻 as an easy general example that you can see in her attitude ✨️

🔥 Those who have Aries placements expresses themselves in two different ways: book smart or artistic smart (be it through music, poems, diverse interests, etc). They have a creative mind or sagacious intellect to understand and engage in certain topics or activities.

🔥 These folks are protective like a warrior defending their own kingdom, being a fire element, this reminds me of Dracula from the movie Dracula Untold and Bram Stoker's Dracula. Both Draculas were being played by Aries men, Luke Evans (Aries Sun, Aries Mars) and Gary Oldman (Aries Sun, Aries Moon).

🔥 Aries Mars can be so quick in showing upsetness or being emotionally triggered. To a point of judging the person who they feel annoyed with, quick in making assumptions (which they need to learn to balance because not everything they think as logical or making sense are the ultimate truth). Based on the early zodiacal order besides Taurus, Cancer, Gemini, the Aries energy is centered to self, mostly capable in thinking or stating opinions or thoughts only from the personal perspective/point of view. And this could create heated ego debate or arguments with others, because they like to win.

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- alex claremont diaz birth chart.

hi guys!! this is my first post ever here!! i posted a thread of alex's birth chart on twitter and i decided to bring it here as well since i love astrology, and i don't see a lot of people talking about firstprince's birth charts. thank you casey mcquiston for also being into astrology and giving me this amazing gift of knowing at what time they were born.

just a few notes before we begin:

- im sorry if there’s any typos, english is not my first language

- its ok if there’s something you don't agree with, astrology is not 100% correct and some things might not apply

- im planning to do henry's birth chart next, so let me know if you want that!

anyway let's start!!

sun in aries

the sun represents your will and purpose, your sense of vitality and your evolving higher self. in the sign aries it is cardinal-fire, and rules the head. the ruling planet is mars. aries people tend to be energetic, forceful and outgoing. alex is good at getting things done, although might prefer starting to finishing. like the energy of the first rush of spring, alex moves into the world in a headstrong, pioneering way. alex is likely to rush into things before reflecting, and may also be impatient or unwilling to sit back and allow events to mature. he has great vitality and a tremendous need to be physically active. he has a strong will, and is self-centered about pursuing it, so that he may try to dominate other people until he learns to be more subtle about getting his way. he also has an acute need for love and affection. he benefits from self-discipline, so that he can channel his abundant energy more constructively.

the sun in the ninth house represents a concentration of the vital force of abstracting and understanding universal truth. alex is strongly invested in creating for himself a philosophy as his personal vision of life as an interconnected adventure or journey. he willingly study the various meanings ascribed to life that are visionary in nature, involving patterns that interplay or holistic forms. he uses his higher awareness to look for pieces of life’s mysterious puzzle and then organize his perceptions to connect them within a broader picture of reality. in addition to his voyage through his own inner landscapes he enjoys adventuring by traveling to foreign lands and learning languages. he is also drawn to be an observer of other’s ideas and experiences. he loves to study and reflect back into society anything that people have gathered and learned. his nature is to eliminate the extraneous from hidden truths and reveal their essence to those around him. alex is at his best when he has a range of areas of interest to experience and absorb into his mind and body, in order that he stretches out his visionary vistas and make them more concretely available to others as he lucidly explores the outer reaches of his perceptions.

moon in aries

the moon in aries gives an ardent nature with inclinations to impatience, independence and impulsiveness. with this placement, alex has a high energy level. he also has a strong competitive streak, which, together with his attack first attitude, may conceal subtle feelings of insecurity. his emotions are keenly felt, direct and spontaneous. he may have to guard against a quick temper. he should also guard against a tendency towards a too hasty reaction to situations, rather than a more carefully reasoned approach. he is more comfortable thinking of himself as strongly independent with great physical daring and courage.

the moon in the ninth house represents an emotional sensitivity in the area of higher ideals and visionary philosophy. he may be something of a dreamer and tend to romanticize his emotions. his philosophy is based on his feelings and sensitivity to his ideals regarding the superconscious realms. he constantly studies his experiences to redefine his own philosophy about life, which may be the basis for his own vision of religion. his philosophical attitude may seem difficult for other people to understand. he may suffer from a utopian ideal of wanting to feel good all of the time which can cause his suffering. alex tends to be a dreamer yet his dreams may reflect truths about reality when he is in tune to his higher awareness of consciousness. he loves travel and is likely to take many journeys. he is constantly trying to maintain his ideal emotional state of being. he is a natural teacher. alex has a strong need to share his philosophy of life with other people. in this way, he can share his refined imaginative and creative insights and show others how to refine their inner visions along with him.

rising in leo

leo rising people are dramatic, extroverted and assertive. their ruling planet is the sun. they have great energy, courage and honesty, and are very creative, self-confident and perhaps a bit self-indulgent. they expect to be the center of attention, and often are. even so, people tend to forgive them for their excesses, sensing in them the incurable romantics. they are likely to have a leonine appearance, with a thick mane of hair and a dramatic flair to their clothing and appearance. they also enjoy the warmth of the physical sun. they are determined and usually get their way when they really want to. they also possess great integrity, and are natural leaders. leo people are very proud, and their challenge is not to be arrogant or egotistical, but rather to develop humility and compassion, and to learn detachment in the gift of their affections.

mercury in aries

mercury in aries gives a forceful impetuous and impulsive mentality. witty, inventive and quick, alex takes up new ideas with enthusiasm. his intuition is keen. he tends to be impatient with with opposition and delay. he may also be very sensitive when it comes to visual or auditory sense impressions. he may have a tendency to exaggerate, or to argue. he has considerable mental energy, and a need to assert himself in his thought process and his communication with others. it benefits him to learn concentration, for with control his abundant mental energy is vastly more useful.

mercury in the ninth house represents a strong mental connection between his inner awareness and the natural laws of expanded perspective: higher learning, philosophy or religion. he has a keen-witted and idealistic mentality, with great powers of logic and deduction. he enjoys a wide range of studies, through reading and travel. he is also naturally inclined to teach what he perceives and discovers, for his idealism is strong. he is very direct in thought and expression and will say exactly what is on his mind, giving him a reputation for lack of tact. he may be subject to visualizing grant possibilities and centring his perceptions on the larger issue, rather than on the details. his thought process is better suited for exploring and advancing his position on a particular topic than for cautious investigation of every angle. he is the consummate student and teacher of life, at his best when he can exchange ideas with others and constantly expand his perceptions.

venus in aquarius

venus in aquarius gives a calm and detached nature. he is idealistic, even revolutionary in his outlook, and wants to see a better society emerge from the vagaries of the present day. he is an admirer of symmetry and elegance, with an enthusiastic appreciation of artistic form in music, poetry and painting. he functions well in friendships and in groups, but he may not always be happy in intimate connections with significant others. his love is broader and more general, and he may be given to spiritual or philanthropic activities rather than to close personal relationships. he may go through many changes in his love life, being very open to new influences that suddenly comes up for him. he benefits from deepening and more fully expressing his affection for one person in particular.

venus in the seventh house represents a strongly felt connection to partnerships with others. relationships are important to him. he is also inclined to be “young at heart”. he feels at his best when acting in concert with another person, especially an intimate partner, then his natural gifts of grace, diplomacy and charm comes to the core. what is nice on his own becomes really nice with another. he has a gentle personality, very considerate and kind. he also has refined aesthetic and artistic sensibilities, and a keen sense of color. he has the potential to excel in many professions, including legal work and diplomacy. he tends to idealize his chosen love partner, and he benefits from the realization that the true source of grace and beauty in his life comes from within his own nature.

mars in aries

mars in the ninth house (or sign) gives you a friendly and optimistic nature. he is likely to lead a physically active life, and is fond of sports and gambling. he is idealistic, outspoken and honest with his opinions. he is also likely to be spontaneous and even a bit impulsive. he can be scattered in the application of his energies, and will perhaps benefit him to work at becoming more reliable. he has a great propensity for learning. his energy is most naturally invested in adventures of the higher mind: travel, education, perhaps publishing. he likes many different pursuits, and has a kind of haphazard way of going about things that can get him into trouble. he may tend to miss the details, by fixing his gaze on “the big picture”. he also can be dogmatic at times, when he gets to carried away with his own point of view. he profits by learning to slow down his enthusiasm and focus on his concentration on reachable goals.

mars in aries (or the first house) gives an independent and positive nature, and outwardly directed and ambitious orientation. he possesses great strength of character as well as an inordinate degree of self-assertion. he is a formidable adversary, tending to react aggressively when threatened. he is extremely courageous and enthusiastic, traits that will take him far in life, but he may need to work on a tendency of being quick to anger and he can behave impulsively at times. he may also cause trouble by unwilling to give way and make concessions, especially if mars is afflicted in his charts by planetary aspects. it benefits him to learn the art of compromise. he can also benefit from cultivating patience and tolerance to offset his occasional short temper. he will gain in the long run when he practices self-control and displays a great degree of unselfishness in his dealing with others.

jupiter in pisces

jupiter in the eighth house (or sign) gives him a shrewd and careful personality. he can also be somewhat secretive. he has good judgment, and a constant sense of what is important to him. his focus is excellent, and you make a good worker because of it. he has an innate sense of who he is and where he wants to be, and that is usually where he will be found. alex is passionate and sensual and very tuned in to other people. he has the gift of observation. he is fond of the occult, and he can possess the powers of a healer or mystic. he will likely go through many changes in his life in search of a deeper connection to his own higher power. he should beware, though, of being overly self-indulgent.

jupiter in pisces (or the twelfth house) gives him a quiet and unassuming personality. he is good and kind, very considerate of others, and is friendly and easygoing. he needs to feel an emotional resonance in order for his work to be satisfying to him. he has his own personal code of conduct to which is his truth, no matter what public opinion may be, or convention may dictate.he may suffer in his life from being overly sensitive to the needs of others, or seek to retire from the casual cruelties of the world at large, so there is some danger of escapism. he is content to do what he does because is helpful to other people. he often appear more at home in an imaginary universe of his own design than concrete reality and benefits when he pay some modicum of attention to the nitty-gritty details of life that surrounds you as well as to the secret world of your dreams.

saturn in aries

saturn in the ninth house (or sign) gives an educated and philosophically active mentality, with a deepening and a concentration, or a blockage, in the area of higher learning and expansion into new horizons. he is courageous in expressing his opinion, has a keen intuition and makes a good teacher. his early beliefs may be characterized by adhering too strictly to a dogmatic and rigid set of principles, but he grows into a more mature wisdom in his later years. he likely has a need for physical exercise. he makes a good teacher, and may also feel a calling to work with the disadvantaged. while open and honest, and intent on expressing his point of view, he may also doubt himself in this area, seeming indecisive or rebellious. his goals are mental and spiritual, rather than material, and he may search for a new framework of moral or spiritual values, than adopt existing outworn belief systems. his lesson is to eventually come to the realization that the true source of moral and ethical valuation lies within himself.

saturn in aries (or the first house) gives a deepening and concentration, or a blockage, in the area of self-confidence and self-expression. with this placement he is likely to be reserved. he also has good reasoning power. he desires to better himself, and is eager for success in the world of tangible results. the purposeful expression of his expressions of his will may however be inhibited by subconscious fears, preventing action. this is a cross to bear, but he can definitely overcome this tendency with persistent effort over time. he may appear shy or stiff, or self-effacing, or he may overcompensate through defensive or argumentative behavior. he may at times strongly assert himself, seizing control of situations. he may also suffer from headaches. he possess a powerful desire for freedom of expression that does not easily find is realization. his lesson is striving to overcome any fears he may has in expressing himself, and thus come to a better understanding of who he is and what he can achieve.

uranus in aquarius

uranus in the seventh house (or sign) gives an individual who is independent and original in the expression of artistic impulses and relationships. he is a lover of harmony and beauty, and he express this love in his own unique manner, he does not subscribe to a conventional sense of aesthetic, but is always breaking new ground. he is idealistic and philosophical, and he has a restless interest in new forms of stimulation, there can be problems with marriage in that partners may find him alternately affectionate and uninterested. he is likely to seek a rather unconventional relationship, which allows room from growth on both sides. he needs more space in the relationship the most, and search for a partner who understands that, and has his or her own unique perspective. he may also bring new concepts of the area of partnership. part of his purpose in this life may be the transformation of the partnership energy into a new mode of being that can serve his own interest as well as enliven and invigorate his partner.

uranus in aquarius (or the eleventh house) gives a clever individual who is idealistic and also highly unconventional. he is humane and concerned with the progress of mankind. he is likely to associate himself with groups and associations having as their goal the betterment of society, and he can also have conflicts with such groups, depending in part on whether there are stressful aspects to uranus in his natal chart, he has his own unique point of view and his role in the group may often be to throw the monkey wrench into conventionally and simple-minded lock step with the group concept. because uranus is the most changeable of planetary influences, he may also experience changes in his own goals or group affiliation over time. he has a strong urge for personal freedom, and is attracted to the pull of new horizons, and this can impede the formation of stable alliances. his challenge is to make available to others, through collective action, the progressive ideals for social reform that he feels so clearly within himself.

neptune in aquarius

neptune in the sixth house (or sign) gives a mentally creative personality with a tendency to be critical at times. with this placement he can become confused over details. he may have problems with responsibility or feeling that he must be of assistance to others, no matter how he is feeling about it, or he could experience his work as frustrating and ultimately dissatisfying. or there may be an unconscious tension between his rational mind and his innermost feelings, such as psychosomatic illness not properly diagnosed. on the other hand, the ideal of service he aspires to, both to other people and to his own highest purpose for himself, may led him to a significant mission in his life. he could achieve greatly in the helping professions, possibly with a specialization in alternative medicine, and especially if neptune is well aspected by other planets in his chart. he benefits by getting away from too great an involvement toward the broader ideals of service to humanity and personal transformation.

neptune in aquarius (or the eleventh house) gives a visionary personality with altruistic principles. he is popular, and may have a wide circle of friends. on the other hand, he may have problems to be worked through with deception in friendships, or confusion regarding friends’ true motives, or issues of using social interaction to escape his responsibilities. he has a highly developed social sense, and a strong affinity for groups expressing spiritual ideals. he may need to clarify his goals. he has a tremendous and positive vision of his own possibilities and those for society at large, but if neptune is no well aspected in his chart, he may have difficulties to work through regarding the practical fulfillment of his visions and plans. at his best, he is compassionate towards others, making significant contributions toward the creation of a more loving world, based on humanitarian ideals of universal brotherhood.

pluto in sagittarius

pluto in the fifth house (or sign) gives a tremendous desire to be recognized and admired. alex may feel compulsion toward self-aggrandizement, or have underlying feelings of insecurity leaning to self-centered and ego-oriented behavior. he is an essentially dynamic and charismatic individual with a strong need to make an impact on the world around him. he may find much to admire in the acting or artistic professions, and find his own creative outlet there, although he is likely to go through many changes and challenges in putting himself forward in a way that truly serves as an expression of his highest purpose for himself. his desire for personal reputation may also be thwarted, but this can lead to benefits for him, by forcing him to re-evaluate his need to achieve. transformation in this area is quite possible, as he learns how to work with his personal power in more constructive ways. by embodying the more positive form of his creative energy, and thereby expressing his deepest truth, he can perform an important service for himself and society.

pluto in sagittarius (or in the ninth house) gives alex a thoughtful personality, with a focus on deeper understanding. with this placement he may work to constantly discover and rediscover the meaning of his existence. he may be concerned as his life unfolds with religious or ethically based belief systems, and he may attempt to coerce others into accepting his own viewpoint oe become a zealous spokesperson for your particular philosophy or cause. as he arrives at conclusions regarding his own personal code of ethics he may feel called upon to express these beliefs to others, but he benefits from avoiding dogmatic discourses that are unlikely to sway anyone else’s opinion. his ultimate mission is to find inside himself the motivation for his method of seeing the world around him, to penetrate into his own hidden agendas and find a more holistic worldview based on direct experiences. his personal understanding will undoubtedly undergo radical transformations in the course of his life, ideally these will progress toward developing his own unique ideology based on a more conscious understanding of his own process rather than on socially accepted belief systems received from others.

chiron in scorpio

chiron on the fourth house (or sign) represents issues with the vital force of self-nurturing and taking care of those closest to yourself. with this placement alex has a strong drive, even a compulsion, to be centered in home and family, but this desire does not easily find its fulfillment. there may have been painful episodes in connection with early family life; perhaps he had trouble getting settled down to enjoy the comfort that a safe and secure home brings to a child. as a result, he may be even more motivated to having this firm base of security in his adult life than others tho whom it is second nature. he may alternate between over-identifying with his family or under-identifying with them, or he may find himself constantly thwarted in finding this important level of security as he goes through life. on a more symbolic level, he is also painfully challenged in finding his own center in a psychological sense. because of the inherent insecurity of his inner world he may struggle to find himself, and becomes easily influenced by others due to lacking his own clear sense of self. without this base he is more easily unbalanced, and he may find that he moves in many different directions emotionally, as the wind blows. he may long for a more secure and comfortable sense of who he is, independent from other’s opinions, a place where he can truly be himself. part of the problem with connecting to his inner self and externally with home and family, is that the conflict you feel may be largely unconscious in nature, running on autonomously as a result of long-buried experiences too painful to recollect and consciously examine. he may have difficult times with issues regarding home and family as he goes through life, until he can become more conscious of these influences, and less easily overtaken by them. there may be conflicts with his mother or other primary parental figure, that needs to be worked through, as he really begins to get in touch with his blocks and difficulties in these areas. once he begins to nourish himself and to provide his own parenting, rather than depending on the external world to provide comfort and security, he can come around to being a source of inspiration for others as well as himself.

chiron in scorpio (or the eighth house) represents issues with one’s vital force and transform and to regenerate. with this placement alex has a strong compulsion from intimate connection with other people that does not find its realization. he is likely to have been wounded in his sexuality in some fashion, possibly through early experiences, either physical or emotional. as a consequence, being close to other people becomes both desired and painful. he may hold the prospect of closeness with others with some carefully engineered defenses, such as retreating from expressing his true feelings by means of clever dylanesque obfuscation or perhaps by using other people before they have the chance to use him. if he retreats into cleverness and mental gymnastics rather than risk staying with his actual emotion, he leaves these feelings unexpressed, and continues a process of being out of touch not only with the intimate other, but with the deeper part of himself as well. his journey of discovery of his true emotions, the poignant and vital basis of his inner life, is ultimately the most important one for him, and provides rich rewards as he begins to consciously experience these inner depths of his being, over a period of time. in this journey he will re-connect to his own long buried emotions, and through this process to others as well. as he begins to find himself and his power, and is truly able to work with other people, he may be able to provide a sense of hope to them in their own individual journey as well, through the increased consciousness he has gained.

north node in virgo

lunar north node in the second house (or sign) south node in the eighth house or sign. this placement gives a personality somewhat focused around the issues of money and material possessions. in a previous period, or a past lifetime, he was concerned with the utilization of the other people’s resources rather than his own. he also may have gotten involved with occult practices, or engaged in a deep and even taboo relationships with others, factors that shaped your past, and the residue of which still colors his present life experience. now, in this lifetime, he must learn to marshal his own forces and be a resource to himself. he is in the process of clarifying his values, based on a new feeling of independence, having come through the fires of hell, as it were, in order to establish a more stable and lasting sense of self-worth.

lunar north node in virgo (or the sixth house) south node in the twelfth house or sign. this placement gives a personality with a great desire to be of service to other people. in the past, or in past lives, he was dreamy and unfocused, and paid little attention to detail. he was in the process of connecting to his higher self, journeying back into the cosmic realms within his own mind. now his focus must shift to the details of daily life, in a constant effort to improve himself, to serve himself and others, and to remain alert to the myriad mundane details of life that do not leave much time for daydreaming. this is a difficult transition to make, but necessary if he is to fulfill his destiny, this time around. since he feels a close kinship to the spiritual world, dealing with every-day details sometimes may seem boring and unsatisfying. as he works through these challenges, though, he comes closer and closer to an understanding of how dealing with everu-day issues really does connect him with the world of spirit, still operating at the core of his being.

midheaven in taurus

the midheaven, or MC (medium coeli) is usually but not always the same as the tenth house cusp. symbolically, the midheaven represents you individuality, the outward expression of your energies, it can also be referred to as ego identity, and has a strong connection with public life and career, symbolized by the tenth house. the midheaven also represents your aspirations and ideals. together with the ascendant, it represents personality in interaction with the world.

the tenth house symbolizes public life, authority, career issues, and also represents the mother, or perhaps the opposite-sex parent. as standing opposite the fourth house, the tenth house represents how the foundation of the personality is made manifest and concrete in the world. the birth chart is often divided into four seven-year periods, one per quadrant, cycling each twenty-eight years of life, and the tenth house is reached at age 21, te age of legal adulthood. planets in the tenth house will indicate what the energies and challenges are for your career, also how your mother (or perhaps father) was experienced.

taurus midheaven individuals achieve success when they openly express their own values. their career needs to reflect those values, perhaps by building something that furthers what they feel is a worthy principle. they access the strength and serenity of letting others know where they stand.

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dance of the thieves.

↳ han jisung x f!reader x bang chan

in the casino, the cardinal rules are to keep them playing and to keep playing them. what happens when they play you?

length. 3.4k

genre. con artist!au, poly!au, kinda enemies to lovers, crack, fluff, a little bit angsty,

warnings/tags. language, mention of sex, mention of violence, alcohol consumption

networks. @kflixnet

notes. here i am again with a fic vaguely inspired by the daydream i had while watching ocean's 11 for the 10th time! yay!

i wrote this in the middle of the night because i was scared of losing the inspiration but i like how it turned out...

ALSO! 87% sure there will be a part 2 bc i'm kinda a slut for this trio. just kinda tho. a nee way, pls tell me if you want to be tagged when pt.2 is out, i'll add you to the taglist!

i'm desperate for feedback and i love comments with your opinion!

(cross-posted on ao3 only)

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it is a truth universally acknowledged by your community that monaco is the playground of the rich and stupid.

monaco is curated gardens and high palm trees; it is fancy cobblestone streets and luxurious sports cars, but above all, monaco is ‘le casino de monte carlo’.

high, ornate ceilings, lavish décor, and artificial bright lights mixed with the incessant fading music in the background are your home and your extremely competitive workplace.

in a business in which predators far outnumber preys, it is vital to assert dominance and to have clear in mind what the goal of the hunt is. the reward one wants to take home.

it is essential to individuate the competition and to always watch your back. always.

that’s why, when you enter the big fancy doors of the casino or ‘arena’ —as your fellow con artists like to call it— you take your time to scan the lobby and the adjacent bar, letting your trained eyes wash over the group of business magnates sitting on the plush sofas on your right and on the few bent heads hovering over refined drinks on your left.

every time you catch a hard pair of eyes already staring at you with a competitive ferocity, an imperceptible hand movement of someone of your ‘area of expertise’, you let a finger elegantly tap on the small bag you’re mindlessly holding.

tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. tap.

seven, including you.

they’re all eyeing you warily but only one worries you tonight.

the suffused lights of the bar create a coppery halo around his dark hair and with his perfectly ironed white dress shirt, his elegantly pierced ears, and his small waist you reluctantly understand how his targets always fall for his charms so easily.

you look at him from afar with contempt and you miss a certain pair of unfamiliar eyes following your every move.

when you reach your self-appointed nemesis at the bar he fakes surprise and with slightly raised eyebrows he puts the drink back on its coaster and turns his body to look at you. amused eyes take you in and you have to resist the urge to scoff at his flirty antics.

he clears his throat and offers a small nod, taking your hand and helping you onto the stool beside his. “L/N.”

“han.”

when you met han jisung for the very first time you were under all aspects a child. and he was too.

watching from the sidelines monaco’s fauna come and go from the casino was confusing, especially for two orphans without anything in their name in one of the most disgustingly lavish places ever.

at age twelve you were running in the streets swindling unaware tourists, snickering away in the warm night, and splitting everything in half. it was fair and organized and you were incredibly proud of the little business you had going on.

at fifteen you started to put up a little 'con show', more complicated, more cunning. he talked the victims to death and at his signal, you came into action leaving your target with empty pockets and a sour taste on their tongue. it was thrilling and you were so good at it, you managed to put aside some money for the ‘ji and Y/N leave hell’ fund.

unfortunately for you, you were not the only one to see your great potential.

as soon as jisung hit legal age, your modest two-bedroom-one-bathroom apartment was stormed by official recruiting letters from the main groups of con artists in the city. they wanted him and he desperately loved that feeling of being wanted, of being needed; it made him feel powerful.

when you started to find in his eyes the same desire for ‘liberation’ you saw in the eyes of your mother when she left your six years old hand on the steps of the decadent orphanage, you made the decision that would have protected your heart in the most jealous way possible. you left him first.

you still remember how he looked: confused, lost, angry.

but the next day your side of the apartment was completely empty, your keys were left on the hook on the entrance wall and he had wasted no time accepting one of the most well-paid jobs in monaco’s illegal life.

you think about your shared past every time you look at him, even now, as he signals the bartender to make your usual and he does it with such confidence that you have to look away from a mix of annoyance and nostalgia, regret, longing.

“didn't see you there, colleague.”

“didn’t see me? you’ve been staring at me from the moment i stepped foot in here, colleague.” your tone is mockingly sweet but you know he can’t (or won't) understand it.

he winks.

always, always so flirty, and for what?

“maybe i was but can you really blame me? coming here looking like this… who could resist such a vision?”

you scoff tiredly. “hopefully not my target. i kinda want to get home early tonight.”

he nods in acknowledgment and swirls the dark content of his glass with mellow boredom.

you take a peek at the time on his expensive watch and sigh. just a few more minutes and your prey will walk into the casino. just a few minutes and you clock in for the evening.

“who are you here for today?” your lack of interest must not be that evident because his eyes sparkle with mischief and excitement.

he finishes eating an olive and smiles to himself. “music prodigy, genius producer, got even a bunch of big names lining up for him. got rich really fast and wants to spend everything he has in here tonight.”

he takes a sip of his sickening sweet drink and licks his lips; dark gaze never leaving your eyes. he’s got your attention and not only for his shameless seduction tactics.

he’s dangerously close to describing the man you’re waiting for tonight.

“he was here for the grand prix but i’ve asked around,” he gets closer and you can feel his sweet cherry breath tickle your nose, “and he’s going back to seoul tomorrow morning so it should be a quick job.”

“a music producer?” the more he talks the more you feel that familiar annoyance bubble in your chest.

it’s not unusual for mishaps like this to happen but why do you always have to choose the same target as han fucking jisung? or way better: why does han fucking jisung always have to choose yours?

“yeah, he’s pretty young and a little bird told me he just broke up with his girlfriend so…” his sing-song voice tells you he’s waiting for you to finish his sentence.

you turn away from him and set your tense eyes on the main entrance. “so what? are you trying to find love? you know that no one loves a liar, right?”

he scoffs out a laugh. “it’s not that.” he’s starting to get up from his stool and you feel the urge to follow his actions, getting into position before someone can take advantage of your high heels and sweep your ‘date’ for the evening right from under your nose.

“all i’m saying is that he’s sad and alone and more malleable than ever. i bet i can make him give in in less than an hour-“

“what’s his name, han?”

his smile reaches his eyes and you kinda want to wipe it off with a well-placed slap. “why? you wanna join us?”

“han.”

“okay, okay. chill… his name is bang christopher chan.”

the soft music coming from the grand piano crackles like a broken vinyl and you wish that looks could kill because you are right. again.

“jisung.” you feel your angry voice echo in the small space between you.

wide eyes and a burst of nervous laughter is all he can muster when you stare at him like you want to wipe him off the face of the earth. “what? what did i do? why are you looking at me like that?”

you lower your voice lest anyone hears you. “what did you do? are you sure you want me to tell you what the fuck you did? because i won’t be cute about it.”

he rolls his eyes like he always does to de-escalate with you, the initial worry, fades into a smug nonchalance. “just tell me and stop being so dramatic, Y/N. also, be quick, i have a job to do.” he’s looking around expectantly. it’s mostly for dramatics —you know it— but you’re getting antsy.

he goes to leave but you grab his arm and squeeze it so hard that it hurts. “wanna go toe to toe with me, han? he is my fucking target, i’ve been gathering information on him for days and i won’t let you take him away from me, understand?”

and there it is. that horribly attractive smirk. the one where a corner of his mouth is more raised than the other, the one that’s always there when he makes you lose your shit, the one you remember all too well. “but sweetheart, he’s not yours.” his lips come in a pout. “he’s actually free real estate for everyone in here and i bet my ass, he’ll be far too gone for me before you even have the time to get him with your little dirty tricks.”

you’re about to bite back but before you can threaten him more, the most stunning man you’ve ever seen in your short, mediocre life, takes a hesitant step into the golden hall.

he looks completely lost and his innocent dark eyes look around nervously, softening his sharp features. his platinum hair frames his face perfectly and reflects the artificial light of the hall making him look like an angel.

beside you, a blushing jisung tries to regain his signature charming composure before diving in the crowd and chasing after the unsuspecting music prodigy.

and just like that, the dance of the thieves begins. again.

—

you’ve been sitting at this poker table for what feels like hours and your target has lost each and every game, but still finds the motivation to keep taking out of his pockets what seems like infinite fiches; an ever-full flute of sparkling million-dollar champagne in reach and hands softly moving up and down yours and jisung’s thigh.

the evening is fading into night more quickly than you would have liked to if you were under normal circumstances. ‘fantastic, you’re going to have to work overtime again’ is what you would have thought if the company you had was horribly uninteresting but that —fortunately or not— is not the case.

when you and your unintentional ‘hunting mate’ attacked what you both thought was an unsuspecting prey with every sweet word and praise in your modest arsenal, you didn't take into account that bang christopher chan was a huge and terribly skilled flirt.

how can a single man make two of the best con artists —actors, if one will— in the city feel like flustered teenagers talking to their crush? you can’t really understand it and more often than not you just have to exchange an unbelieving look with jisung to see if he is actually seeing this shit too and you’re not just hallucinating in the middle of the casino.

you’re lost in your conspiracy theories when chan’s warm hand taps you twice just below your chin. “something on your mind, baby?”

you gulp and try to hide your blushing face from your sworn enemy into the blond’s shoulder. “no chan, just… i don’t understand why you keep playing if you haven’t won anything.” your tone is mellow, sweet. you see jisung slightly cringe from the other side of the prey.

chan lets out an airy laugh. his cheeks are flushed with the shade of alcohol and you swear you’re being hypnotized because you can’t recognize yourself as you smile fondly at the soft dimples that appear on his angelic face. “you know what they say, baby: ‘lucky at cards, unlucky in love’, and we wouldn’t want that, right hannie?”

jisung almost chokes on his saliva at the slightly slurred nickname and sticks to nodding his head no. it makes him feel giddy having the man’s hot breath tickle his neck. he’s always been sensitive there, you would know, he thinks.

you both watch in awe and, admittedly a little worry as chan elegantly drowns his fourth or fifth glass of champagne of the night, and you and jisung seem to be thinking the same thing because he glances at his wristwatch and then smirks at you in a way that assures you that he’s convinced he’s about to take home the drunk price without breaking a sweat.

“he’s mine, accept it,” he whispers when chan focuses on losing again at the table.

“you really wish you could take him, right?”

“alright, try to see it from my point of view: he’s been all over me the entire time and- ‘hannie’? do you expect him to choose you over me? like for real?”

you unceremoniously kick him under the table. “i’m really trying my absolute hardest to see things from your perspective but i just can’t get my head that far up my ass, i’m sorry.” he fakes offense. “one useful thing you can do is help me get him out of here, c’mon.”

you manage to get chan’s massive, statuary, greek-god body out of the cushioned armchair not without any struggle. he’s now hanging between the two of you, arms slung over your shoulders and you’re trying your best to drag him towards the garden maze, away from prying eyes.

“do you two need a place to stay tonight? you guys are so hot, you know?”

jisung chuckles softly. “are we now, channie?”

you almost lose balance as the blond abruptly stops in his tracks and pins han against the bushy walls of the maze. “i really do think that, baby and you can’t even begin to understand what i would do to the two of you right now if i could.” the last part is breathed out as a promise and at this point, you’re too hot and bothered by the way he possessively holds your waist that you’re ready for everything and anything he has in mind. “you would like that, wouldn’t you Y/N?”

“i- uh, yeah?”

“good girl, i knew you would…” a sentence so unimportant, so utterly insignificant as he slowly starts painting a trail of wet kisses down jisung’s neck, and in response, your colleague lets out a breathy moan.

then chan is laughing again and you know he’s not yet sobered up.

“what the fuck is happening to us!?”

you can see the center of the maze and he starts dragging chan’s body again but it’s evident he’s as shocked as you are. “i don’t fucking know! i just know i want him to do… unspeakable things to us.”

you choke on spit. “us!?”

eyebrows raised to the sky, eyes that look like they’re going to pop off any second now and he raises both his hands, shrugging his shoulders. you don’t even hear the deaf thump of chan’s body dropping dead on the grassy trail. “i guess!? if you were having a hard time noticing, i like you! love you even! since I was old enough to understand what these feelings meant!”

“ji, w-what?” you called him that a lot when you were partners and you can see on his face that he remembers.

“yeah… and- and you hurt me Y/N. you hurt me so much and despite that i still-”

you grimace but you have to stop him. “jisung i’m so sorry but where is chan? where did he go?”

“-what?”

you get back to back with jisung as the lights of the maze shut down for a second and are immediately switched back on, pointed straight at your faces, constricting you in a prison of spotlights.

from the bushes, in the dark, you can vaguely make out seven silhouettes approaching you slowly, menacingly.

“by the way i just told you that i love you and you didn’t even acknowledge me,” he mutters as to not draw too much attention.

“oh, sorry i’m not reacting to this news with appropriate excitement but i’m really freaking out right now!”

“you don’t have to worry as long as we’re together.”

you throw a surprised look over your shoulder. “oh wow, so now you’re staying?”

“why, what did you expect?”

“i expected you to run, jisung! to leave me just like you did before!

“did i run Y/N?! or was it you? you told me you didn’t need me anymore and i didn’t want to be the weight that kept you from living the life you wanted!”

“you say you loved me but you accepted the job! you didn’t even ask me to stay!”

“because you left our apartment before i could even try anything! i didn’t want the job before you ran away from us!”

a loud and mocking laugh reveals the first of the looming figures from the bushes “my god, chan they’re hilarious, you were right.”

and then he emerges from the shadows in all his sober glory. “now, now minho, you know i don’t lie.” he stares intensely at you and smirks. you can’t even form a coherent thought.

another figure comes into the light. this one is blonde like chan but is dangerously swinging a bat in circles and jisung is sure he doesn’t like that. “i like the chick but are you sure i can’t punch him in the face?”

“yes, i’m sure hyunjin. calm down.”

“what if i break his nose just a little bit? i mean, it’s not like i’m killing anyone!

a deep voice from the back echoes in the air. “what do you want? a gold star?!”

you drop your arms from the fighting stance you had. “i’m sorry but who are you all?”

silence drops. the only thing that resonates in the small center of the maze is chan’s feet crunching the gravel under his elegant shoes. when he’s close enough that you can smell his cologne he opens his arms and six shadows spread out on his sides like wings. “we’re stray kids,” he pauses, “and you’re going to be working with us from now on.”

“and like i already said, i don’t lie. i do want to do things to both of you.”

“to us?” jisung’s voice is high with excitement.

“to you, with you, we'll see where this journey takes us, won’t we baby?”

you can’t stop yourself from letting out a little squeal and he smiles.

“see, you two are too much fun to rot in this city.”

SIX MONTHS LATER.

you wish you could stay like this forever. you really do. but you have a job to prepare for and they know it too even if they're blatantly choosing to avoid the truth.

the bed sheets smell clean, the tropical sun is warm on your skin, a soft breeze makes the white curtains fly around the room, and you can hear the sound of the waves crashing on the shore just outside the beautiful beach house with the occasional loud laughter of changbin who's playing some stupid game with the others on the porch.

so, yes. it's hard to get up from the white-lined bed especially if you're basically head-locked into the strongest and bulkiest chest you've ever had the pleasure of sleeping on.

you shift slightly and chan whines from under you. he can be such a baby when things are not to his liking and you honestly love this drowsy part of him.

you prop yourself on his chest and start to leave on his smooth chest little pecks, bites. some are harsher and you can feel him tense. "channie, baby, i have to get things ready for tonight." he stirs. "and you and ji should too, you know?"

at his name being uttered with such affection, the other man slowly blinks and fondly stares up at you from his sheltered position under chan's arm. he watches you as you talk to your lover and can't help but smile. just smile at how happy and calm you look despite the uncertain past he knows you both had.

you catch him watching you and he's happy you don't keep to yourself the airy chuckle that leaves your parted mouth.

you lean over chan's body to reach your old nemesis. one kiss on the forehead, one on the nose, and the last -the most important, jisung thinks- on his mouth. sweet, long.

at the commotion, chan releases you from his hold and turns to hug the other man.

now you can prepare for what awaits you all this evening.

the all-time greatest heist of your life.

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How to Interpret Planets in Houses: Part 3 — Sun

How do you interpret the Sun in the 12 houses? In the third part of the series we will introduce the Sun and talk about a simple way of delineating the house placement. I have included a house chart for your reference, but please use whatever you prefer. You can also refer to this previous post if you’d like more nuance on the house diagram above.

First, what is the Sun? You can get an idea of what something is by comparing it to what it is not. Let’s start by comparing the Sun to the Moon. We will also consider the signs that they rule to help us in our understanding.

Traditionally, where the Moon is considered a feminine planet, the Sun is considered a masculine planet. In a modern context, the Sun is outward oriented and the Moon is inward oriented. This is because the Moon receives the Sun’s rays.

The Moon rules Cancer, a cardinal sign. As a movable celestial object, the Moon is the fastest moving planet, its speed is variable, and it does not stay in one position but is always moving up and down the ecliptic (the path of the Sun). Because it’s always moving, the Moon is always initiating, as in, generating, responding, and caretaking.

In comparison, the Sun rules Leo, a fixed sign. As a stable celestial object, the Sun’s speed is virtually consistent and moves steadily along the ecliptic. Because it’s normally constant, the Sun is regularly maintaining, as in, energizing, revealing, and leading.

The Moon rules a watery sign. The water is reflective of light and does not have a light of its own. Like water, the Moon does not have a light of its own but receives and reflects the Sun’s light. As a result, the Moon is affected by the Sun, and from our perspective, is always changing in size, shape, and color, depending on its position and the amount of light it receives.

The Sun rules a fiery sign. Like a single flame can be used to create other flames without losing anything of itself, the Sun can radiate without it losing its light. From our perspective, the Sun is nearly always the same in size, shape, and color.

From a philosophical perspective, the Sun is the closest thing that we have to a higher power, an image or a fractal of divinity. We can get an idea of what the One, the Universe, the Divine, etc, is by comparing it to what it is not. Through analogy, we can infer that the One is at the center of everything and is always emanating. That the Universe is immovable, unchangeable, and immortal. And that the Divine’s light is in everything and in everyone.

Let’s move on to talk about how the Sun functions in houses with three examples. Come up with keywords that you believe best describe the Sun. The ones that I will use in this post are:

true self — who do you want to be?

visibility — how do you want to be seen?

divine image — how do you want to imitate your higher power?

First, Sun in the 5th. Let’s start with the true self for Sun and creative outputs for the 5th. You are led towards authenticity by being a creator. You replicate yourself through performance, visual art/design, or by being a shining beacon to children. You are guided to your true self by knowing how to animate a legacy. Through your legacy you emanate your essence and simulate immortality.

Next, Sun in the 9th. Visibility for the Sun and worldview for the 9th. With the Sun in the 9th, you want to be seen as someone who knows things. A wise, learned, and moral authority. You educate yourself in what you believe will best fulfill your purpose. As you gain knowledge of these things the way you frame the world is better illuminated and you get closer to what would be considered the truth.

Finally, Sun in the 1st. Divine image and appearance. You imitate divinity by showing yourself. What you conceive as a higher power comes through you with your looks and your impressions. Your deity, whether that’s from a religion, a science, your identification, or an expectation, is exuded forth and you become a beaming image of it. The more you learn about yourself, the brighter your radiance becomes.

If you have the Sun in a house and you’re not keen on the meaning, based on the available information, how would you choose to tap into the planet and embody the influences? How does the energy tend to come out normally?

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masterwords · 7 months

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echoes in my head

Summary: Hotch doesn't want to fly back to Quantico with the team. He says it's because of his ears, but maybe it's a little more than that. And maybe what he learns is a lesson in what it means to be home. (Coda to 4x02 - The Angel Maker)

Pairing: Hotch/Morgan

Words: 5.1k

Warnings: mention of sex, injuries from canon, grief (this is an angst fest with a soft ending)

AO3: echoes in my head

Notes: THIS IS MY 300TH CM fic! Well, okay, let's be real...I've deleted a lot of them over the years (shhhhhh) and there are tons floating around Tumblr that never saw AO3 because I'm notoriously bad at organization but...for the sake of excitement...this is my 300th CM (Hotch) fic on AO3. 180th Hotch/Morgan fic. I've surpassed 500k words for 2023 with this fic, too. So for all of those reasons, I thought it would be fitting to have it be an Angel Maker fic, a Mayhem fic, because that's my bread and butter. This is a slightly different take - a quieter one, no dramatics, just reflection, sleep and a soft place to land. This is the first of many one-shots that will fit into the Restless Heart universe. Thanks, as always, for indulging me!

I listened to a lot of Dwight Yoakam while I wrote this. That should set the tone.

I've got bruises on my memory I've got tear stains on my hands And in the mirror there's a vision Of what used to be a man

I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me (A Thousand Miles From Nowhere | Dwight Yoakam)

Restless Heart Masterlist

There isn’t much to do between Ohio and Virginia, not for one broken down man and a government SUV. There were plenty of places he might stop if he had Jack with him, quirky little tourist traps and amusement parks that stretched up into the skyline and hummed electrical tunes in the distance. But one man, all alone, with a pounding headache didn’t hear the siren song of the amusement park and didn’t hear the call of the tourist traps. In fact, this man didn’t hear much of anything. There was the slow, rhythmic beating of his heart and the shattered, shaky breaths, and the fog. The way his right shoulder clicked in its socket when he extended his arm to the side, the way his heart stopped when he unlocked the SUV, the way his internal monologue sounded a lot like static.

The night before, he’d broken his cardinal rule. He showed up one Derek’s hotel doorstep with every intention of staying. Of sleeping in his bed. They never did that – it wasn’t like they’d discussed it, made a list of rules, it just made sense. Work and home didn’t mix, they couldn’t mix. But the case was over, and they’d opted to stay another night because the town didn’t have a bustling airport. They weren’t going to insist the one tiny little airstrip be manned for their departure during off hours just so they could get back to their metropolis, back to their desks and their paperwork and the next case. They could wait until sunup when the staff arrived and take a much-needed breather. He’d tried to sleep, to lay on his bed and stare at the ceiling counting flecks of foamy popcorn texture, counting and categorizing stains by size shape and color, counting the drips from the leaky faucet in the bathroom. The world was muffled through his painfully ruined ears, and lying in the strange stillness of his room had sounded like heaven but quickly became hell when his thoughts took over. The physical assault had almost been preferable.

He closed his eyes and saw Kate lying in the street. “Am I moving my legs?” Only it was barely her in this vision, she was already dead. She was gray and speaking through lifeless lips. It was her voice, her body cold, the light in her eyes gone. It was horror, plain and simple. He didn’t know what to do with any of this. Where to put these thoughts. She deserved better.

So, Derek’s doorstep it was. He figured if he was going to get any peace at all that night, it was going to be lying beside Derek and breaking relationship protocol would be worth it. It was.

“What are you doing here?” Derek asked with a towel draped over his shoulder. He was getting ready to shower, the water was already running and the sound of it made Hotch feel almost peaceful for the first time in days. The smell of sandalwood and eucalyptus, Derek’s open bottle of body wash in his hand, made his senses swim.

“I’m interrupting, I’m sorry,” he said quietly, letting Derek pull him inside. “I couldn’t sleep. My head.” He didn’t finish the sentence, and by the look on Derek’s face, he didn’t need to.

“I’m heading out for drinks with Prentiss in a little bit. There’s this cowboy bar down by the precinct that had a mechanical bull and we had this bet about where that bastard’s remains were...anyway, I won. She’s gotta ride the bull.”

Hotch smiled and nodded. “You’re going to ride it too.”

“Damn right I am. I’d invite you to join us but…”

“I wouldn’t be any fun.”

Derek didn’t argue and Hotch wouldn’t ask him to just to save his wounded pride. “I’m gonna hop in the shower, you wanna join me?”

Hotch had never, not once, turned down a shower. The steam from the bathroom billowed out from beneath the door and called to him. “Sure,” he said quietly as Derek headed toward the bathroom. Their shower was quiet, soap suds and water spray and Hotch closed his eyes and relished the feel of Derek’s slippery skin against him. They held each other there for what felt like forever, lost in the timelessness of water. “I could stay here all night,” Derek whispered against Hotch’s good ear. “But Prentiss is gonna be here soon and the last thing she needs is to see this. Let’s go lay down for a bit first.”

Derek, who knew exactly what Hotch had come for, got himself ready to go out to the bar while Hotch slipped into some of Derek’s sweats and a t-shirt. He hadn’t brought his own things, hadn’t really known what his plan was except to be near Derek. Luckily for him Derek brought sweats and pajamas, though he rarely wore more than his underwear to bed. They were more of a precaution, in case of a shared hotel room with someone other than Hotch. It wasn’t often they had to share rooms anymore, but Hotch was glad that Derek remained prepared for such an event anyway as he slipped into clothes that weren’t his. Clothes that smelled like home.

“You look like you’re gonna pass out the minute your head’s on the pillow.”

“That’s the plan.”

As they lay down, Hotch couldn’t help feeling overcome with gratitude. Everything in the world felt harder since Haley left, but the one thing that he hadn’t managed to screw up yet was this. With Derek. He almost had, he’d come dangerously close to lighting it all on fire, but Derek was too stubborn to allow it. He fought for it when Hotch couldn’t, and he still couldn’t completely understand it all.

“I’m not flying back with the team tomorrow,” Hotch said quietly as Derek wrapped around him beneath the covers. He was wearing crisp jeans and a soft sweater; he smelled warm and green like a summer evening. Like lying under the stars watching fireflies blinking in the trees, like listening to the owls hooting and the frogs humming.

“You gonna drive?”

Hotch hummed in response, already half asleep.

“Want me to drive with you?”

“No,” Hotch whispered, closing his eyes. He felt Derek stiffen a little behind him and he pressed his back in closer. “I just think I need a little time alone. To think.”

“Yeah, I got you. What are you gonna do?”

“Drive.”

“Not gonna stop and smell the roses?”

“No.”

He fell asleep shortly after, curled up in Derek’s summer sun warmth and didn’t hear when Emily knocked on the door or the conversation they had in hushed whispers as Derek pulled on his boots and left.

The room was quiet and steamy, the air thick after their shower and it held him in place for longer than he thought – hovering somewhere between sleep and awake, dreams and void. When Derek got back, a little drunk and a lot smelling like cigarettes, they took another shower together. Hotch, whether asleep or awake, found himself able to do little more than just lie in the bed not moving. He hadn’t been still like this in so long, letting his bones sag heavy in the middle of the bed, that it almost felt luxurious if not for the pain in his head. That persistent jackhammer pain, the screaming siren wail in his ear that made it hard to focus. Derek had asked him that morning if he wanted his glasses, made a crack about him getting old, because he was squinting through a particularly painful ear-scream brought on by nothing louder than a few cops telling a joke and laughing feet away.

Derek’s voice, the volume and the pitch, hurt his head as he told stories about Emily on the bull, and getting on it himself. “I knew it,” Hotch whispered with a smirk and Derek shrugged, continuing without a break or a breath. It was 2am, they had succeeded in shutting he place down. “Even Rossi joined us,” Derek said at the end. “He laid down some bills tonight. You shoulda been there.” They both knew that wasn’t exactly true, but the sentiment wasn’t lost on Hotch. Derek had wanted him there and that made him smile.

The shower was hot, almost too hot, and Hotch would have been content to stay under that water for hours except Derek was doing that sleepy eyed thing he did when he’d had too much to drink and was about to pass out standing up. “Let’s go to bed,” Hotch said quietly, turning off the shower and angling Derek out of the tub and toward the towel rack. It took him almost five minutes to get Derek dried and into the bed, not bothering with clothes for either of them this time. It felt like wasted time when the alarm was going to go off in just a few short hours.

Derek was still a little drunk when he woke up, that kind of hazy half-asleep half-buzzing bleary-eyed world that seemed unreal and was glad when Reid and Prentiss made comments about his driving. It afforded him the perfect excuse to toss the keys in the direction of someone who wouldn’t be a danger behind the wheel without having to admit that was what he’d been hoping for. He watched from beside the vehicle, chugging his second bottle of lukewarm water as Hotch took the plate of baked goods (the sight of which turned his stomach) from the Sheriff and told Prentiss and Rossi he wouldn’t be flying back with them. Feigning disinterest, he looked the other direction, absorbing the last of this town in the middle of nowhere, glad to leave it behind. He offered Hotch a small wave before getting into the SUV. They’d already said their goodbyes – first in the shower, and then under the sheets. It was fast and sloppy, and he had the distinct impression that it hurt Hotch more than he let on, but it was Hotch whose hands and lips and desperate little whimpers initiated it, and it was his moans and his quiet pleas that sealed the deal. Derek would have been content to stand beneath the shower with all the cotton in his skull and kiss forever. But then, he had still been holding out some little hope that Hotch would change his mind and ask him to come along, to drive with him and keep him company but he held firm.

He had to do this alone.

But now, as Hotch drove down the endless stretch of highway with nothing very interesting to look at outside of various colored road signs begging him to stop and enjoy the best pancakes, the best pie, the biggest hamburger in the world, he didn’t think much of stretching it out instead of just getting home. Dave had given him a list of places he recommended, restaurants and places to stop and have a look around, a little bed and breakfast set on a sprawling farm, but the further Hotch drove, the less he wanted anything more than a locking door and a bed. It didn’t matter where or how nice or what the service was like, he planned only to use the bed. He hadn’t had a real night of sleep in over a week.

After four hours of driving, he found a roadside hotel with a diner attached and called it good. It was barely 2pm, he wasn’t even sure they’d let him check in yet so he wandered into the diner for a cup of tomato soup and some garlic toast. It was the first real meal he’d eaten in days and it hit his stomach like a rock. There was a little sign on the counter as he paid letting him know that hotel check-in began at 3pm and he could take care of that right along with his check, one stop shop – there wouldn’t be anyone in the hotel office until 6. He smiled at that and asked for a room and a piece of chocolate cream pie to go, figuring at the very least if anyone asked whether he treated himself he could at least mention that he’d gotten himself some pie. It was weak but it was something.

The room wasn’t bad, not as bad as he’d been expecting. He and Derek had stayed in worse, being sent out on the road for weeks at a time doing police training and custodial interviews. There were no bells and whistles, nothing that had been updated since about 1975 by his estimation, but it was clean. And quiet. There were no strange sounds, nothing clicking or squealing or rumbling, just the soft white noise of the mini fridge and the heater beneath the window churning out as much dusty warmth as he could make it do. He sat down at the foot of the bed and began the arduous process of forcing his body to bend to his will for the simplest tasks like getting his shoes off. Every joint was stiff, his bones ached, his head was a cement block on his shoulders. He hid it well through sheer force of will but when he was on his own and didn’t need to perform for people who looked to him for guidance, even Derek to some extent, he moved slow and methodical, making room for the long pained breaths as he hinged forward at the hips to untie his shoes and then used his toes to nudge them off. Getting blown up is no joke, he knew that, but every time it happened it seemed to take longer to recover. Of course it was rare he was this close to the explosion; he hadn’t been up close and personal since Adrian Bale in Boston and he was much older now. Things didn’t heal as fast. Or maybe he just paid it more attention now.

Sleep came surprisingly easy once he’d checked the locks, set the heat as high as he could stand it, glanced out the window at the bright blue afternoon sky, at his SUV (not exploding), at the parking lot. Sleep came easy and hit hard. He woke once and cracked an eye open, squinting bleary and foggy until he saw that it was 3am and promptly closed it again. His alarm went off a half-hour before check-out time and his body said no, absolutely not, so he picked up the phone and told the front desk he would be staying another night.

He didn’t wake fully until 4pm, and he woke with no memory of having called the front desk. There was a quick panic in his chest when he saw the time and it didn’t click in his mind that he’d called until he reached for the phone, until his fingertips grazed the beige plastic and then it came back. He’d been asleep, off and on, nearly 24 hours and he still thought he could force himself back under if he really wanted to but he was hungry. No, not hungry, starving. The pie only teased him – it was divine, silky and sweet, a little bitter from the dark chocolate shavings, just the right amount of savory from the fresh whipped cream that had begun to melt and weep over the edges. It just made his stomach growl angrily by the last salty crust crumb, so he grabbed his keys, slipped on his tennis shoes, and made his way back to the diner. It wasn’t until he walked inside that he realized he was wearing nothing but one of Derek’s t-shirts and his sleep rumpled slacks. Luckily for him, he was the only patron in the place. The only other living souls (of the human variety, anyway, he’d seen a few flies in the windowsills and a cat milling around outside the front door waiting for scraps) were the waitress and the cook who looked like they saw their fair share of tired disheveled folks because they didn’t even bat an eye. He sat in the booth at the back, the view of the restaurant stretching out before him, and took in the kitschy charm of the place. There were trophies in a case on display near the metal skeleton of what once had been a small salad bar. Trophies that proclaimed them to be co-ed softball champions year after year after year. He wondered at that; how many teams played? These small towns had a way of feeling invisible, barren, who could possibly live here? But if you looked hard enough, you saw a whole new world. His father had played in a recreational men’s baseball league growing up, sponsored by law firms and restaurants and grocery stores. He and Derek tried to play for the FBI’s rec team, but their schedules made it hard to commit fully. Hotch’s innate ability to get hurt on cases didn’t help either.

“What can I get ya sweetheart? Coffee?? You look like you could use a whole carafe.”

He wanted to say yes – god he wanted coffee so badly, but his body said no. He needed more sleep somehow, this was just a break. “Tea, if you have any. Please.”

“Comin’ right up. You know what you want to eat or need more time?”

“I’d like the tuna melt with potato salad, and a slice of the chocolate cream pie to go.” Yes, he would now be able to proclaim that he’d been truly wild...he’d gotten himself two slices of pie. He was living dangerously.

The tea came as a cute little set – a personal pot full of scalding water, a caddy full of various types of tea, and a little dish of sugar packets. He flipped through the colorful array of tea packets until he found one that didn’t have any caffeine and decided that would have to be good enough. While waiting for his food, he breathed in the astringent, herbal steam as his tea steeped – there was chamomile and vanilla and lavender, not exactly his favorite flavors but if sleep was his goal then sleep he would get. His mind wandered back to New York, back to the street. The silence, the smoke-filled air, how surreal it was and how long it felt he was alone on a whole new planet. He’d seen the footage, watched the way the explosion blew him off of his feet, sent him flying through the air in the shape of a flock of geese, he saw the way his body hit the asphalt and somehow, inexplicably managed to pull himself upright not long after. It looked like something out of a zombie movie, all broken misshapen limbs that work independent of one another, getting upright only to fall back down over and over. He couldn’t remember any of that. He watched himself on the screen going through these motions and had no recollection of it. In fact, the first thing he really remembered was asking Kate to repeat herself. “What?!” he’d asked, like the world suddenly came into focus and his mind returned to his reanimated body. He was doing what he was trained to do, what his body did naturally, he was helping. He responded when people were in trouble whether his head was in the game (or even in the area code) or not.

“Sir?” the waitress’s voice broke through the waking dream and he blinked up at her stupidly. He was doing a lot of that lately, losing full moments in time. Forgetting or just never knowing, they both felt the same. “Sorry for startling you – here’s your food. Can I get you anything else?”

He looked down at his plate and thought about how hungry he was very seriously before deciding. “Could I get a bowl of soup? Whatever your special is today.”

“French onion.”

“That’s fine. Thank you.”

He managed to eat it all and make his way full and content back to his room. He probably could have eaten more, if he was being honest, but knew he shouldn’t. After a shower and a few answered texts (there were a lot of people who were threatening to come and drag the state of Pennsylvania looking for his mangled corpse if he didn’t answer soon) he fell right back into an easy sleep and didn’t wake until his alarm told him to in the morning.

There was a physical map laid out on his bed while he ate his slice of pie for breakfast and brewed the terrible hotel room coffee. The headache that felt like a scratchy wool blanket stuffed behind his eyes told him he needed some caffeine or he might just die, and by any means necessary became the mantra as he tore into the little foil packet and filled the carafe with water from the bathroom sink. He stared at the map, at the stretch of highway that remained between where he was and where he was going, wondering whether he was going to make another overnight stop or if he’d just get home. He’d missed every sunrise and every sunset since heading out on his own, hadn’t taken a single beautiful picture of something that moved him, he’d just been sleeping. Everyone told him to stretch it out, to feel, to process, to experience and all he could seem to do was lie horizontal with his eyes closed. He would return home after days with nothing to show for it.

Ultimately, he decided to play it by ear. There was a part of him that felt a little reckless, egged on by Strauss’ demand that he tell her exactly when he’d be back or if he was taking an extended leave “as I suggested last week, mind you, Aaron”...he didn’t have the patience for that. He might just drive to Atlantic City and send her a photo of him in a casino. Okay he wouldn’t do that, he hated gambling, but there was a small part of him that found it amusing enough to imagine that it got him through a good fifty miles of driving on that feeling alone.

That first fifty was nice, but the next fifty sent him down a different path entirely. He started to feel sick with grief as he approached the Maryland state line. A song, a wave of nausea, Kate’s voice, the smell of ozone and gasoline. He pulled over and breathed through the worst of it with his hazard lights on, his forehead pressed against the cool leather steering wheel. But he didn’t cry. He realized, as he came through to the other side, that he hadn’t cried yet. Not for Kate, not for himself, not for any of it. Jessica had once told him, after his father died, that he needed to cry. “Force yourself,” she said. “If you’re not sad about your dad, think about something that would really make you sad. You need to cry or you’ll explode. It’s like letting off steam, depressurizing.” He never did find a way to cry for his father, either. He’d cried for Sean, for his little brother growing up without a father and with a shitty older brother who was already too busy with his own life to be anything more than another person breathing down his neck when he made the wrong choices. That cry hadn’t felt good, it wasn’t cathartic, it was exhausting and made him feel sick. It turned out, he didn’t like being depressurized.

He didn’t cry, even after all of that. Even after feeling that painful tightness in his chest, that squeezing in his lungs, the racing of his heart. Even after his eyes burned. He just got back on the road and started driving, passing the last logical turn that could still take him to Atlantic City, leaving that little fantasy in the dust. He headed south now, toward Virginia, toward home. His chest got tighter, until it was hard to breathe and as he passed streets filled with hotels, with beds for him to rest his weary head, he knew for sure it wouldn’t be as idyllic as those first two nights. Something had changed in him there between the first fifty and the second, something had changed at the Maryland state line. Something broke, and now he felt wrong. Being alone was no longer relaxing but almost scary. He’d become somehow vulnerable there on the side of the road, wide open and raw. If he stopped to check in to a hotel he might just burst out in tears and scare the hell out of the poor front desk attendant who did not deserve that during their shift.

He thought about Derek and he drove, put his foot on the gas and pressed his car above the speed limit just enough to make himself believe he’d be there sooner. He’d make it before total breakdown. It was happening whether he wanted it or not, he was just about out of time.

Passing his own apartment, he almost stopped. His eyes were cloudy and red raw, his contacts scraping and moving every time he blinked his salty teary eyes. The crying had begun slowly, just a few tears leaking at the outer corners that he could swipe away and pretend that was it, but then his lashes were wet and the red yellow green of the streetlights caught in the tiny crystal droplets. He really should have stopped but Derek’s house wasn’t that much further. He could make it.

The car came to a full stop not in front of Derek’s house, but in his driveway. He pushed up as close to the motorcycle as he could and got out and away from the SUV as fast as he possibly could. It had become almost suffocating, and he couldn’t bring himself to lock it. Not happening. To push the button on the fob, to hear that sound, it would be absurd. His shoes clicked on the cold sidewalk under the pale early evening moon, he’d made record time and when his fist pounded on Derek’s door it was with such intensity that he felt ashamed. This was the first sunset he’d been awake for in days and he was missing it, laser focused on the task at hand. He pounded urgently, and sucked in one two three chest rattling breaths. Derek was going to fly to the door thinking there was an emergency only to find this shell of a man, pathetic and crying, on his stoop. No emergency, no danger, just a man who can’t figure out how to process his grief like everyone else – it either didn’t exist or he was falling apart and there was no in-between. He was thankful, at the very least, that the second option was rare.

“Aaron,” Derek said, opening his door. Clooney was at his feet immediately, tail wagging, tongue lolling to one side, looking about as dopey as any German Shepherd had a right and Hotch couldn’t help smiling through his tears. Clooney turned his dark eyes up at Hotch and almost seemed to be begging him to pat him on the head, a plea that Hotch couldn’t turn down. He let one hand drop, fingers dragging over fur, scratching at his bony forehead. “I thought you were staying out another night.”

He shook his head, words failing him completely, and practically fell into Derek’s arms the minute they were open to him. Derek wrapped him tight, one hand at his neck, the other behind his shoulders, kissing the warm place behind his ear that smelled like hotel soap and salty tears. Hotch buried his face in Derek’s shoulder, in the scent of onions and garlic, the smell of dinner cooking. The smell of home.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay man...come inside. Dinner’s almost ready, you wanna help me make the biscuits?”

“Sure,” Hotch whispered, swiping at his eyes the minute he was moving forward. Like it had worked before, like wiping them away would stop them. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”

Derek just laughed and shook his head. For someone so incredibly brilliant, who was so in tune with everyone around him, he could be incredibly thick when it came to introspection. “Uh, I do. The whole last week just came over you. Finally.”

“I suppose.”

“Oh. You suppose. He supposes, you hearin’ this shit?” Derek was talking to Clooney now, walking at a brisk pace toward the kitchen with Clooney on his heels. He was barefoot, in a tank top and basketball shorts, his ball cap backward, warm and relaxed and everything Hotch loved and needed. Hotch stopped and watched them as he stood, gathering himself, stilling his breath, knowing he was home. And that was the only place for him to be. Not Atlantic City telling Strauss where to shove her medical leave paperwork, not out on the road in some nondescript hotel and diner, not some fancy Bed and Breakfast with cocktail hours and sheets that Dave said were among the most luxurious he’d ever slept in. Not commiserating with cows and goats on sprawling idyllic farms, taking pictures of sunsets. This was home. Where Derek was, where Clooney was, where he could call Haley in the morning and ask if he could have Jack for the day. (Of course, she would say. Because she could use a day to herself, and he could use a whole lot of Jack’s little snorting toddler laugh.) Where he could listen to Jessica tell him he needed to cry to release his grief over Kate or ask him if he’d eaten anything, where she could mother him because his own never really had.

“Let me make the biscuits,” Hotch said finally, clearing the thick emotion from his throat. He’d likely spend the rest of the night crying off and on, if the past was any sort of indicator. Once it was open it was hard to close back up. He would smile and cry and eventually find his way through this path of grief, but it wasn’t going to stop him from living his life. And more importantly, it wasn’t going to stop him from saving dinner. “Your biscuits are always like rocks. Go do something else.”

Derek looked at Clooney with a sly grin, like he’d just won something. “You believe this guy? He’s here five minutes and taking over my kitchen.” Clooney let out a little bark and Derek laughed. “Yeah. Okay. He’s right, my biscuits do suck. I’m glad he’s home too. Even if he is an asshole.”

#aaron hotchner #derek morgan #clooney the dog #hotchgan #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #hotch x morgan #mayhem angel maker arc my forever love

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ricasgirllllll · 25 days

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now that you are my mutual, I am going to subject you to a fanfic that made me cry. It’s not Zukka, though I do love Zukka. It’s about Yue and Sokka. Sokka likes Yue but hasn’t told her and she gets cancer. Please read it! (I also don’t know how to insert links in asks so please excuse that)

a cardinal hits the window (5742 words) by orphan_account Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sokka/Yue (Avatar), Me/pain Characters: Sokka (Avatar), Yue, Hakoda (Avatar), Arnook (Avatar), Bato (Avatar), Katara Additional Tags: im very sorry but also im not, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - High School, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, the ghost of sufjan stevens possessed me as a wrote this, casimir pulaski day ladies!!!, yue and sokka dye her hair white!!! Series: Part 1 of a cardinal hits the window Summary: The beginning of the end, though Sokka doesn't recognize it at the time, comes in the form of a text message. Yue 🌙 at 2:41 PM i need u to help me dye my hair

Oooooh:000 would read it in my spare time, OMFG NOT THE CANCER AU AHHHHHHHHHH. Mhm Angst, my favorite meal :P. (Also I am a multi shipper so I dont really mind, as long as its cute its cute my no.1 rule. Ofc needs to be legal too).

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simshousewindsor · 6 months

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KINGS CITY, San Myshuno (SNN) - - Queen Katherine I and Prince Rainier had an audience with Pope Francis XVI at the Vatisim on Thursday. The pope expressed his “deepest personal esteem” for the queen for bearing “the weight of such vast responsibilities with so much simplicity and dignity.”

Francis Benedict XVI, the Holy Pope, is Chief Pastor of the worldwide Cathlosim Church and Head of The State of King’s City in San Myshuno. It was the first time Queen Katherine met Pope Francis and she took with her on the plane home gifts for the royal children. Pope Francis also handed the queen a precious stone brooch with a cross on it.

His late Majesty King George I visited the pope during an informal visit the month before his passing.

Queen Katherine was invited for a formal visit and was greeted by Dean of the College of Cardinals, Abraham Criste, one of three Cardinal bishops.

Nathan Banks, Windenburg's ambassador to the Holy See, described the visit as a "reaffirmation" of the ties between the Holy See and the UK, noting that it was taking place in the centenary year of the formal re-establishment of diplomatic relations between the two.

However, the visit was not without its potential tensions. Ronald Jacobs, a papal expert at the University of Reading, said: "Thursday's meeting comes at a time when, on the surface, relations between the Cathlosim church and the Church of Windenburg are at an all-time high. But dig a little deeper and issues arise."

He singled out the C of W's ordination of female priests and push for female bishops. Another issue that some said could have set the two heads of state on a collision course is the status of the Manushkin Islands, the Windenburg territory in the Simmy Channel over which Windenburg and Mt Komorebi went to war in 1979.

Queen Katherine (wearing Princess Amelia's Fife Fringe tiara, Queen Lara-Leigh's 4-strand pearl necklace, the Order of the Garter, and the Royal Family Order of King George I) and the Prince consort (in the Order of the Garter) joined Cardinal Criste and the other two Cardinal bishops, Walter Tesmond and Luke Nicholas, for a photo op in front of the Vatisim.

Breaking from tradition, the Camerlengo, Benjamin Carmichael III was among the Cardinal bishops greeting the queen.

The Vatisim has a dress code - those visiting cannot wear low-cut or sleeveless dresses, miniskirts, shorts and hats. Black lace is customary when visiting the Pope and Queen Katherine stayed with tradition rewearing the classic “Till Death Do Us Part” dress.

On their website it states: 'The Vatisim is an independent state in which the Catholisim Church is based and imposes its dress rules throughout the city.

'The clothing required is modest and requires for respect of the sacredness of the institutions the coverage of certain areas of the body.'

Before a private audience, the queen gave the pope a hamper of what the Vatisim said was "jams and drinks" produced on lands owned by the royal family. One of the drinks was a bottle of whiskey from Windsor Vineyard.

As a pair, the queen and the pope are leaders to millions of sims around the world.

The pope did not attend His late Majesty's funeral and is not confirmed to attend Her Majesty's coronation in May.

While in San Myshuno, the Queen is also scheduled to meet Henry Myers, 4th Earl of Stafford. Myers is head of one of the five noble families in Windenburg, a fourth-generation homesteader and devoted father. Lord Henry controls the largest contiguous ranch in Windenburg - the Stafford Myers Ranch.

#simshousewindsor SNN #simshousewindsor on snn #SNN has the tea #simshousewindsor #simshousewindsor ts4 #simblr #SNN on ts4 #simshousewindsor the vatisim #simshousewindsor story #simshousewindsor the pope #simshousewindsor royal engagements #simshousewindsor simblr #ts4 #sims 4 simblr #ts4 royalty #simshousewindsor monarchy #the sims 4 #ts4 story #ts4 royal engagement

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brandnewhuman · 2 years

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HELLO THERE

♡ Welcome to my blog ♡

Enjoy your stay, and while you're scrolling

Take a look at this

☆About me☆

Behold, the unhinged raccoon is here. Name's Izzy, I'm 22 and my pronouns are they/them. Just intj himbo doing silly little stuff

If you're here then you are now my gremlin and I'm your new dad, it's the law so don't fight it.

Having the embarrassing life purpose of obsessing over pretty men, even prettier women and everything that my little stinky funky brain finds neat.

Hey! I draw too sometimes. Not the best but I try

I'm like really socially awkward but I make up for it by USING ALWAYS ALL CAPS TO SCREAM AND ASSERT DOMINANCE

I speak Italian, English and Spanish. And by speak I mean I commit grammatical crimes with all three of them.

I sometimes put song recommendations in my posts cause I think my music taste is pretty lit.

Giving the most atrocious and shitty takes is my passion not my purpose

I have, ironically, a passion for writing and reading but the attention span of a 3 year old i have been cursed with does not give zero fucks. My two braincells are fighting for their life to work with my hobbies

asks about the admi

RULES!

About request and what I will and will not write:

DO NOT REQUEST:

pedophilia, zoophilia, incest, r4pe descriptions ecc.

Please don't request extreme kinks like feet, scat ecc.

I don't write smut bros im sorry, I've tried but its not my thing. I can do light NSFW things tho

Please don't request real life people such celebrities, serial killers ecc

DO REQUEST:

if you want things such gore scenes, torture ecc. Being this a blog part of many dark themed fandoms I don't have a problem writing those type of things.

You can request ships too as long as they respect the guidelines

ABOUT MY WRITING:

I will always try to have the reader depiction neutral in any aspect such gender, religion, sexuality, race ecc but if you want something specific just ask!

I take like a long ass time doing requests so just hang on and sooner or later I'll do yours dw. If I haven't done it it's because I just need to tune my funky brain into writing or because I'm just obsessing over other fandoms.

Everything will always have a tw if needed so read them carefully, they're there for a reason.

WHAT DO I POST?

Matchups!

Headcanons

One shots

Drabbles

Multiple parts fanfic

I'll now start with the whole character sending letters thing

Prompts ask

About what characters/fandoms i write for:

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR :

Masterlist

THE SLASHERS:

The walking dead au

Asa emory Au

Any version of Michael Myers

Brahms Heelshire

Asa Emory (the collector)

Jesse Cromeans (laid to rest)

Jason Voorhees

Thomas Hewitt

Bubba Sawyer

The Sinclair Twins (house of wax)

Pyramid head

Corey cunningham (Halloween ends)

AMERICAN HORROR STORY:

Tate Langdon

Kit Walker

Kyle Spencer

Jimmy Darling

James Patrick March

Oliver Thredson

Countess

ASSASSIN'S CREED

Ezio Auditore

Desmond Miles

Yusuf Tazim

Clay kaczmarek

Arno Dorian

THE WALKING DEAD:

Milton Mamet

Negan Smith

GHOST:

Swiss

Aether

Cardinal Copia

Rain

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

Connor

Elijah kamski

Gavin reed

Ralph

Markus

Daniel

Chloe

Rk900 connor aka nines

Rk600 connor aka cyberlife tower connor

Call of duty modern warfare 2

Simon "ghost" riley

König

John "soap" mactavish

Hocus pocus

Billy butcherson

JoJo's bizarre adventure:

Jonathan joestar

Dio brando

Caesar Zeppeli

Phantom of the opera

The phantom aka Eric

The last of us

Tommy Miller

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Spider-Man into and across the spiderverse

Miguel O'Hara

The Spot

Peter B Parker

Peter Parker (Miles's universe)

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Overall just tell me what you want, follow these guidelines, be nice and I'll be more than happy to take your request!

#slasher community #slasher fandom #slashers #horror movies #slasher movies #slashers fanfiction #fanfiction #american horror story #ahs #stranger things fandom #detroit become human #dbh fandom #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #the walking dead #twd fandom

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caemthe · 1 month

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The Achaean Empire

An ancient civilization that makes a conglomerate of solar systems in a faraway galaxy. They're said to be among the first civilizations of the universe as we know it, and has persisted despite the passing of time and war with other empires of the same galaxy. Among the solar systems that make the empire, stand out: Athína, Spárti, Kórinthos, Thíva, Ródos, Árgos and Siracusa.

Technology-advanced and strict, the Achaean empire has ruled itself for eons of years with the Four Cardinal Virtues: Prudence/Wisdom, Fortitude/Courage, Justice, and Temperance/Moderation. All Achaean citizens should aspire to display these virtues in the public eye, just like in their private life. Various forms of art and war, philosophy, government, science and medicine that are widespread across the universe are part of the Achaean legacy. With such a remarkable past, nothing less than excellence is to be expected from its citizens.

Theos Klironomia

Also known as the 'legacy of the gods', the Klironomia are nanomachines made of Orichalcum (a refined combination of rare metals only found on a hidden water planet: Atlantis) used to greatly enhance or restore the strength and performance of an individual.

The Klironomia plays a prominent role in the life of every Achaean citizen as it is given immediately after birth, even before the newborns are given to their mother to held for the first time. The nanomachines are the greatest difference between the Achaean citizens and individuals from other solar systems and galaxies. If anyone that isn't of Achaean descent tried to use the Klironomia for themselves, their internal organs would liquify and shut down. To be able to withstand the powerful effects of the Klironomia, the empire's citizens have been adapting and developing resistance to the negative effects for countless thousands of years. There are various imitations of the Klironomia all over the universe, but none of them are made of Orichalcum.

Even though all Achaean citizens have been blessed with the Theos Klironomia, its effects aren't the same on everyone, as some more are far more apt than others. How suited one is to the blessing of the nanomachines depends on the individual and how suited were their ancestors.

Twelve Machine Gods

Aside from the standard Theos Klironomia, specific variations exist for each of the Twelve Machine Gods, the revered founders of the Achaean Empire, with their own unique characteristics:

Zeus Klironomia: Increases all abilities of the user.

Hera Klironomia: Grants protection to the user in the form of an unbreakable shield or armor.

Poseidon Klironomia: Provides sea-related abilities to user. Used mostly by workers in charge of the mining of the Orichalcum.

Hades Klironomia: Grants pseudo-immortality to the user.

Demeter Klironomia: Provides enhanced regenerative capabilities.

Apollo Klironomia: Grants clairvoyance to the user.

Artemis Klironomia: A long-distance weapon of any shape, capable of throwing a projectile that can cut down even diamonds and return to the user.

Ares Klironomia: Increases physical strength and attack, reducing all damage by a certain percent.

Athena Klironomia: Increases all combat abilities and enhances the user's skills.

Hephaestus Klironomia: A short-distance weapon that can take any shape, known for cutting even diamonds.

Aphrodite Klironomia: Grants an enhanced power of persuasion to the user. Used mostly by generals, diplomats and politicians.

Hermes Klironomia: Vehicles known for their speed and hardness, from a bike to combat-ship, and are surprisingly light.

Dionysus Klironomia: A new type of nanomachines meant to replace the Hestia Klironomia. Still in development.

Final Notes

Just like the Theos Klironomia, the 12 (11 available) variations are injected on the body, which is what allows the user to freely materialize, modify, change shape, etc. of the nanomachines. Even if they take the shape of a shield, a weapon or a vehicle, the nanomachines are part of the individual.

The Klironomia variations aren't given as freely as the Theos Klironomia. Only those who have proved themselves worthy and have a good suitability to the nanomachines are granted the variations.

It still is impossible for an individual to have all Klironomia variations due to the limitations of the human body. It might take dozens of thousands of years for it to happen. The most an Achaean citizen (Heracles) has been registered to have is 7.

Likewise, some variations cannot be given if the citizen already has others, as the combination would have a deathly effect on the user: Hephaestus & Artemis. Athena & Ares. Aphrodite & Apollo. Hades & Demeter.

Hermes Klironomia is one of the most difficult to absorb and takes a toll on the body because of its higher concentration of nanomachines.

#pat. º ( lancer. )#hc. ° ( shooting star. )#au. º ( nebula. )#/ yes i borrowed a page from the atlantis lostbelt bc the machine gods and klironomia are top-tier concepts #/ i wasn't a big fan of it in the lostbelt bc i felt like it didn't fit well in the story but in a hsr setting???????? LOVE IT #/ and i can already see anyone who doesn't know of fgo reading 'the twelve machine gods' like W H A T #/ gotta post the klironomia that pat has and stuff in a bit after recovering my strength uwu

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sarandipitywrites · 3 months

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Happy STS, Saran!

Is there any book/author that has influenced your writing? Be it with style, ideas, or something else (like the decision to do it better?)

happy STS, Elli!

i think everything i read influences my writing, at least a little bit. but i think the ones that stick out to me the most are the ones that have taught me that the 'rules' of writing that we're told in school, or even here in writing spaces, can and should be broken. a couple examples:

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz uses its chapters and how they're formatted to add to the narrative. depending on the current mindset of the narrator, they might resemble traditional chapters, or they might feel more like journal entries. one chapter is two sentences; another is a page of untagged dialogue. that book made me rethink the whole concept of formatting, and how it doesn't need to meet a certain standard; it just needs to fit the story you're trying to tell.

No Gods, No Monsters by Cadwell Turnbull (can you tell i really loved this one?) plays with the idea of a narrative voice by making the 'omniscient narrator' a character in the story. especially early in the story, the author seems to commit the cardinal sin of 'head-hopping,' but it makes perfect sense because that's what the narrator is actually doing.

there are a ton more, but it's the same idea. i don't think it's a bad thing to know the 'rules' - it's good to understand what your readers' base expectations are. but i love books/authors that show me different ways to yeet the rules out the window the moment they stop serving the story 😈

thanks for the ask! 💜

#storyteller saturday #sts #writeblr asks #saran answers #i can even burn salad

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hollowfaith · 3 months

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Galaxy + your universe

Send ' 🌌 + a universe / au ' and I’ll make an AU verse based off of it.

there are two versions that could fit a yumine in the Aurlausverse.

first, the normal progression —

she awakens as an angel during childhood and is brought to join the holy host, serving them loyally all her days. she dies a martyr in one of their wars against the demons and is remembered in the prayer ceremony commemorating their souls, which is the only time her name ever leaves aurelius’ lips.

second, the sole exception —

once upon a time there was a bird.

it was small and unloved, and fell out of its nest while struggling to find its missing mother. it might have died then and there, if not for a strange twist of fate that had the son of the current divinus passing by on a stroll that day. he sees the helpless thing on the ground, heals her injuries, and on a whim decides to take her home when her head nuzzles against his palm. for it was always a cardinal rule in Heaven to cherish all life that deserved to live, and the innocence of this fledgling showed him it had done no wrong.

as soon as he returned, the angel left the care of the bird to his attendants. he was a busy man who had many, many important missions to do for his Father, so babysitting was out of the question. years passed and the bird grew up quickly under careful care; the celestial auras of Heaven even granted her a miracle, giving her the ability to shift into human form, albeit with bird wings on her back. surprised, the attendants were at a loss for what to do; in the end they clothed her like all the other angelic children brought into the fold.

when aurelius returned, the attendants showed him their results. he treats her like he does the rest: kindly but cardinally indifferent. but for the bird who owed her life to him, his smile means something more, and she copies the vows of the older angels in pledging to serve him—solely, loyally, absolutely until death. for was it not him who plucked her from death's door? and gave her to the care of those who fed her, clothed her, nurtured her?

aurelius accepts her into his fold without comment. the bird is content, but asks him for one favor: to grant her a name. she does not come from a family like the others and thus has no name to call her own. it is a new request, so he looks to his attendants for advice; they exchange glances amongst themselves and say, why not lumine?

to illuminate; light (of the sun, of the stars, of the dazzling radiance that was aurelius himself).

he mishears them and tells the bird, "from this day on, your name will be yumine."

nobody corrects him—the attendants never contradict their master, while the bird feels this fits her all the better, being a name he spoke from his own lips.

time passes.

the bird grows up quickly (as all birds do) and joins the circle of attendants serving their master. recently he's been distracted—always thinking of a target his Father has assigned him to watch. she's seen and heard enough to remember the name: a seraphim named anghelescu, equally unwanted and unloved.

she wonders if aurelius has a habit of taking those in, when he up and leaves heaven to find him on earth.

but this time it's different. when he returns a month later (the longest he's ever been away), travelworn and dusty, a new conviction shines in his eyes. it's something she's never seen before—something too close to want, an emotion foreign for any angel to have.

desire, she remembers from her lessons, is a dangerous thing.

soon enough it reaches fruition: the divinus is found unfortunately dead, and aurelius rises to take his place. nobody questions it—perhaps nobody dares. those who do, soon forget.

she watches as her new master adapts to his title and position with his usual ease. nothing changes, the kingdom is still run as before—though aurelius is known to vanish often on personal missions. she followed him once (as a bird) to see where he went. unsurprisingly, it was to seek out that seraphim again, albeit just watch him in hiding. she learns from the other angels that he's destined to be a curse, a fatal scourge against them and all they've known.

at least, that's what they say at first. later on such voices fade, and praise comes in its place, singing of anghelescu and his noble heart, his selfless deeds, and his unmistakable character. when aurelius finally brings him to the heavenly kingdom, yumine meets him for the first time.

anghelescu (or klaus, as he preferred to be called) is kind. but he isn't of their world and he thinks differently of its people than aurelius. yumine sees this because she still has her own mind (nobody thought it worthwhile to brainwash a bird). she thinks it's only inevitable that he and her master will clash.

aurelius laughs when she tries to warn him, and pats her on the head—the first time he's ever shown her such blatant affection.

"i'll allow this because i know you care for me," he says. "you and him are the only ones who do while in their right minds. but i forbid you to bring this up again."

he leaves her crushed yet happy at the same time. it is very confusing to feel both, for a bird.

lastly, the story ends in one of three ways —

꒰ঌ one. the seraphim anghelescu rebels against heaven (as was prophesied), destroying so much in the defense of so little (aurelius' own words), thus freeing the people from their yoke beneath the angels.

aurelius refuses to yield even at the very end, convinced that his vision is right. unable to kill him, klaus puts him into a deep sleep and locks his body in an isolated room in a corner of heaven. only he holds the key to its door, but there's a small space where the wall meets the ceiling that has a hole just big enough for a bird to squeeze in.

yumine flies in to sing to her master, sometimes.

꒰ঌ two. the divinus imperator aurelius succeeds in winning anghelescu to his side. all of creation rejoices in their pairing as dual angels over earth. everyone is happy—no one suffers—and only yumine sees the empty eyes on klaus whenever he smiles.

the moment she frees the seraphim from his own mind, aurelius is upon her, ithuriel radiating wrath in his hand. she dies seeing klaus rise too late to defend her, and draw his sword against her master instead.

she fears that aurelius will not survive anghelescu's fury after this.

꒰ঌ three. a miracle of a sort occurs. aurelius and anghelescu still disagree, but not to fatal extremes. her master is neither killed nor put into slumber, but merely crippled (by choice) in the hands of the only one he finds worthy. they pass their days together quietly, her occasionally keeping them company. but there are days when aurelius is too stormy for even the mild climes of heaven, and klaus has to ask her to leave.

she once asked her master what made him suffer so when he was already immortal and divine. and why, of all things, had he asked klaus to rip out his wings?

he pats her on the head (the second time ever in her life) and answers with a laugh, "it's so i don't fly too high above my station again. i've almost forgotten what that's like—but sometimes i remember, and that's when i want to rage."

she doesn't understand. who else in the heavens could be any higher than her master? it's the only position he deserves.

he tells her that what he deserves and what he wants are two separate things. to be with klaus, they must be equals—and that necessitates humbling himself as well as his ego. it is a small price to pay for what he gets in return.

to yumine it almost seems unfair. nobody took klaus' wings, after all! but her master doesn't seem to mind.

"that," aurelius marvels, "is the strange thing about love. the more you give, the more you gain."

as to what he's gotten, the answer is obvious enough when his eyes brighten at the presence of anghelescu appearing before them the next moment.

the rest of the day is spent on an impromptu picnic, yumine joining the duo before dusk drives her to take flight. she sees her master still speaking as the sun sets, pointing out the stars and their stories while klaus listens attentively. it is a peaceful scene.

and as she tucks herself to sleep in her nest that night, yumine wonders if the secret to a happy ending isn't something all painless or painful, but a little bit of bitterness mixed into every sweet.

#hcrpyiia #𝔔𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔶 ࿐ answered #𝔉𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔰 ࿐ drabbles #lol ok jade watch me make stuff up!!!#instead of yumine AU i think this turned into aurlaus AU with a side of yumine POV instead jfjfjf

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columboscreens · 2 years

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I just got done watching the infamous "No Time To Die". I know its reputation. I figured I'd try to find the positives, see if maybe it was misunderstood!

No. No, it's by leaps and bounds the worst episode of Columbo, it's no contest. Falk is charming as ever, but everything is just so fundamentally WRONG. I don't mind a show breaking formula, but MAN there's a limit to how much you can deviate before you're making a completely different show. The killer is straight out of a normal cop show, and that's absolutely not a compliment.

On the plus side, most shows don't make it this long and have their first truly awful episode be THIS far into the show. It's quite a feat.

i've written a post about no time to die (in which nobody even dies) here!

it's hard for me to call the episode truly awful because it actually has some really good moments and character insights that i detail in the linked post. falk's acting here is frankly excellent, much more true to the character than he is in, say, murder, smoke, and shadows. and truthfully i would call murder in malibu the first Truly Awful Episode, way more painful to watch and thoroughly irredeemable than this one.

as you say, no time to die becomes a completely different show. we break a cardinal rule of the show by seeing his family. the pacing is wild--he's working with a full department against the clock. it's one of the Ed McBain Mistakes of the series, so we don't get to see columbo harass and depose a cocky rich asshole, which is like the crux of the show's premise to begin with. i certainly agree with your opinion on the killer, who is so cheesy and ridiculously removed from reality that i can't take him seriously.

but is it the worst episode of columbo? well, one of them, simply by virtue of being one of the ed mcbain adaptations, but it's so far removed that i find it's not really comparable. and there are worse.

come to think of it, it's literally just columbo alternate universe fanfic that somehow made it to TV. whoever said fanfic was a waste of time?

no time to die at least gave us peter falk rick deckard

#columbo #ask #text #no time to die

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kpoptarotvibes · 7 months

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So forgive me if i am wrong but i think you said to me previously that you have the same rising as Jk, Capricorn.

So for starters I would say type in goole astro com extended chart click on to that end then click enter birth data, enter your date of birth and time, time has to be as precise as possible. When you press continue on that, the page that appears DON'T click down on show chart just yet, scroll down to the + symbols and click where it says zodiac and houses, then where it say house system instead of default change it to the system in the list that appears that says Porphyry. The you can press show chart. Then on the next page press PDF Additional Tables. It will provide you with example : sun and the zodiac symbol, check where the sun is and in what house, the same for the moon, mercury,mars,venus,jupiter,saturn. Both the signs and the house. If you don't know what sign a symbol is, google it, it's easy to navigate through. Then come back to me in this post if you want and tell me what sign and what houses these are placed. Alternatively:

1st house: Self,appearances,the body,first impressions,attitude,identity,approach to life

2nd: money,income,values,material possesions,and self esteem

3rd: the mind/thinking,communication,siblings,neighbors, early education

4th: home,roots,mother,family,upbringing

5th: romance,love,affairs,creativity,fertility,self-expression

6th: health,fitness,everyday routine,work,small pets,organization

7th: one on one relationships including business partnerships,marriage,contracts

8th: sex,intimacy,shared finances (in marriage or inheritance),the occult,mental illness,taboo topics,death/transformation

9th house: travel,wisdom,religion/beliefs,philosophy,foreign lands, higher education college and above

10th: career,long-term goals,public status,reputation,fame

11th: groups,friends,social awareness,humanitarianism, hopes and wishes

12th: endings,healing,closure,spirituality,solitute,karma,afterlife,subconsious

FIRE HOUSES : 1ST/ARIES, 5TH/LEO, 9TH/SAGGITARIUS

EARTH HOUSES : 2ND/TAURUS,6TH/VIRGO,10TH HOUSE/CAPRICORN

AIR HOUSES: 3RD/GEMINI,7TH/LIBRA,11TH/AQUARIUS

WATER HOUSES: 4TH/CANCER,8TH SCORPIO,12TH/PISCES

PLANETS AND SIGNS THEY RULE

little vocabulary for you : ruler (it's a sign that's the natural position for that planet), debilitation (when it's doing the exact opposite than what it's supposed to), exalted ( when the planet in that sign it's doing what it should plus more) R (for ruler), D(debilitated),E(exalted)

Sun: R=Leo, D=Libra, E= Aries

Moon: R=Cancer,D=Scorpio,E=Taurus

Mercury: R=Gemini/virgo,D=Pisces,E=Virgo/gemini

Mars: R=Aries,D=Libra,E=Capricorn

Venus: R=Libra/Taurus,D=Virgo,E=Pisces

Jupiter:R=Sagittarius,D=Capricorn,E=Cancer

Saturn:R=Capricorn,D=Aries,E=Libra

Little extra information

Cardinal signs initiate: Capricorn,Cancer,Aries,Libra

Fixed signs preserve: Taurus,Scorpio,Leo,Aquarius

Mutable signs adapt: Virgo,Pisces,Gemini,Sagittarius

that's all i can do for now, you either use this little cheat sheet or reply to me on this with the planets i mention, in what sign they are in and in what house. Thanks, sorry again for the long post

Look i'm not good not good at reading and decoding these charts. That's a talent the universe did not bless me with. So do what you will with this. Hopefully its interesting because I think I'm a very boring person. Oh yes your right I am Capricorn rising.

#kpoptarotvibesask #ask astrology

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Different versions of the Ghostie Boys

so i said before that there’s two different versions of most of the ghost characters in my head at all times but both versions exist in totally different universes they never mix. This is because i wrote a book about the devil using most of them but it was before i knew what i know now, so they’re a little different but in a good way. V2 or V3 is how they are in said book. this is gonna be long so strap in. also i dont listen to canon because i hate it and its wrong

Nihil: V1 he’s just a wack old man whos probably high on painkillers and baby asprin all day. lazy silly grandpa who would rally his grandkids against their parents in a small child army, just for the heck of it. was still a shit dad, but makes up for it by chilling out and being a good grandpa. Was only harsh when he was younger because he wanted his sons to turn out better than he did and he loved them. V2, he’s the worst man you could imagine. He only ever had kids because he’d rather die slowly and painfully than have his bloodline leave the church. he never respected or honestly, cared, about any of his kids. pushed them until they hated him and rebelled, or succeeded out of spite. i don’t think hes ever hugged them or that it ever once occurred to him (that is, when he was around and the nanny was on a break)

Papa I: V1, hes the sweet old man who just wants to knit and read his books and bird watch and send postcards to his grandkids from his small cottage in the middle of the woods. V2, he’s a brutal but quiet man. He has nothing nice to say and so he usually doesn’t say anything. he never paid attention to his younger brothers and wanted the papacy from the beginning, and didn’t care about anything else.

Papa II: V1, he’s a party boy and will drink smoke fuck or snort anything you put in front of him. he’s the life of the party and keeps people around the time for no reason except what else is he supposed to do? Be alone. Sounds less fun than a weekend trip to Vegas. not one really for responsibilities. V2, he cares way more about being papa, and doing the best job possible. rules the church with an iron fist. still loves to have a good time, but in a much more reserved and refined. drinks fine scotch in private rooms at the club. has never will never and never wants to fall in love. V3 of him doesn’t really exist that far from V2 but i loosely based Lucifer on him which i think is very fun and sexy. marry me, mister.

Papa III: V1, the classic chaotic iced coffee drinking roller skating vodka chugging boy we all know and love. the sarcastic wild child that none of his brothers have ever been able to control. never really cared for the papacy, but he came to terms with the fact that he had no choice a very long time ago, so he just tries to make it fun and still doesn’t listen to any of the rules. V2, we have our beloved extravagant forlorn papa. he writes poetry and lets his heart lead him to anyone he can fall in love with next. he’s a good papa, out of spite, but also because he has the most to prove. he never listened and no one really ever believed into him, so he was determined to be the best papa the world had ever seen - and do it with style. anyone whos ever seen him look less than perfect has disappeared under mysterious circumstances. V3, is the same as V2 but has a little bit more chill (only cause he’s literally a billion)

Cardinal Copia: V1 copia he’s just a silly awkward rat boy who somehow stumbled his way into the church one day and they took him in like a stray. Now he’s a papa and has no clue how that happened, but he’s just happy to be included. arguably loveable weirdo, who cares about his ghouls more than anything, and just wants to be accepted by the previous papas - he knows its unlikely, but he still tries. V2, who im much more fond of, has been evil from the start. He knew what he was doing from the first time he joined the church, and anything that threatened his ascent to the throne would be removed swiftly and without remore. He knows everyone loves an underdog, and that pretending to be a silly innocent little guy would get him far - but only so far. V3, he’s just a quite old man who’s happy just to be the wise advisory to whoever is really in charge. I like this one and evil copia equally.

Aether: V1, fun older brother to the ghouls. packs them snacks when they go on field trips and teaches them important life lessons. he loves his friends so much that he wont even let anything close to bad happen to them, because he’ll always be around. thats pretty much how i write him all the time. V2, not very explored, is Evil Aether. he’s copias right hand man the same as always, but they’re really just plotting ways to overthrow everything and take over. In secret, Aether is just waiting for his turn to overthrow the cardinal and become a Papa in his own right. He’s sick of taking care of the ghouls like they’re children and only does it to keep up the look that he’s nice and normal. V3 is kind of like V1, but he’s not afraid to tell it like it is and won’t spare your feelings over the truth if he thinks its what you need to hear. he’s my fav

Swiss: V1, chaotic slut man who loves to cause problems but mostly just in other peoples relationships. kinda vain. him and dew are the terror twins of the church and honestly probably whatever country they’re in at any given moment. Aether knows better than to try and keep him contained, so he’s pretty much free to do as he pleases. V2 is fairly similar, but a little more vein and a little more refined. Still besties with Dew but doesn’t have the time to keep up with him 24/7. Also fucks things up but in a more malicious way bc he just wants to watch the world burn I guess. V3 is the most different (just between you and me, i forgot about him when i started the book and added him in later cause i fell in love). He’s kind of a douche, and doesn’t have an element assigned, so he’s the nerd ghoul. he’s insanely smart and hates almost everyone so he just fucks off to tinker with his shit and read books - I think because he has a superiority complex, but thats not my business. I love every swiss and would also marry him. just me swiss and papa ii in a weird love triangle / throuple.

Mountain: Both versions are super similar. V1, he’s just super chill and smokes a shit load of weed and wants to lay in a field w no shoes and do his thing. loveable oaf that gives good hugs but only when you ask. V2, has no chill and is the most antisocial person that has ever existed, so he still smokes a lot of weed but now it’s just so he has an excuse not to talk to anyone more than he has to. Much prefers to be left alone to do whatever, and pretty much never goes out with the other ghouls unless it’s somewhere they’ll be distracted.

Rain: I’m going to be frank with you. Short and sweet. V1 sweet little rubber ducky baby who likes bubble baths and holding hands and never really goes out, but thinks the rest of the guys are entertaining. The ghoulettes are his moms. V2 gay little slut. that’s all.

There’s no different versions of Dew because all i can think of all the time is him eating a truck load of irish spring so he can shit bubbles and chugging fireball at the bar with Swiss while they try and score (the pauly d and vinny of the church, if you will)

This one is my bad, but i don’t write the ghoulettes as often as i should have so i don’t really have anything to say about them either? They’re in lesbians with each other and live in a little cottage with a lot of cats. they’re the exact same in my book. i still love them and will give them more attention in the future.

- Rosie

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