#I don’t know I forget that people have romantic desires sometimes

[nope-body]

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[dekariosclan]

I really love your version of Tav's acquaintance with Marina. And is it possible to hear about their relationship when Tav is already married to Gale (both for illithid and ordinary Tav)

Ps: personally, I have an idea that if Gale goes to visit his mother without Tav, since he can't, then Gale says that he will discuss his research with his mother. And as a result, he tells his mother for several hours about how wonderful Tav is and how Gail is now happily married. Marina listens to everything and nods approvingly)

Thank you more for your hard work💜

Oh, thank you for the lovely ask!!

Since we never get the pleasure of meeting Morena in-person, here’s what we know about her from Gale and Tara’s discussions:

Loves Gale and above all wants him to be happy

Doesn’t seem to care much about ‘social traditions’ or what people think—for example, doesn’t care that Gale chose to drop ‘Dekarios’ and change to using ‘Gale of Waterdeep’

Delighted with Gale being married

An excellent cook and makes a delicious batch of Hundur sauce

Outspoken/does not tolerate nonsense (her personality ‘packs quite a wallop’ per Gale)

Takes things in stride/not easily shocked (her son previously being with a Goddess, the fact that regularly she has Withers join her and Tara for tea, etc.)

Loves Waterdeep

Is adored by Tara, thus proving that she has a good heart just like Gale

Given all of that, I’m confident that Morena is a fabulous mother-in-law, whether Tav is sporting tentacles or not.

Ordinary Tav

The fact that Morena can see how happy Gale is means that Tav will never be anything but loved. You think Gale adores his spouse? Morena is a VERY close second, especially when it comes to singing Tav’s praises. Sometimes to such an extreme that even Gale himself finds it excessive! Especially regarding his past relationship with Mystra and how much better Tav is for Gale.

It is my personal belief that Morena was never comfortable with Gale’s pairing with Mystra, much less with it turning romantic, but that she tolerated it and refrained from commenting because by that time her son was an adult and claimed he was happy.

Now, though? Her laced gloves are off.

A typical conversation during one of their visits would be as follows:

Morena: *squeezing Tav’s hand* My son is looking so contented and happy, my dear! I cannot tell you how much it warms my heart to see it!

Gale: *smiling adoringly at Tav* Guilty, as charged.

Morena: There’s such a change in him from his past relationship with that utter—well—I shan’t say the word in polite company.

Gale: *looking slightly alarmed* Mother—

Morena: Of course, that temptress used all of her wiles to entrap him. Physical, incorporeal, magical. But I must say, Goddess or not, I always found her to be rather tacky! I don’t understand why my son was filled with such base desires for her!

Gale: MOTHER—

Morena: *patting Tav’s hand* Oh, but worry not my dear! the way Gale looks at you is BEYOND how he ever looked at her. Do you remember the last time you visited, and you helped carry several boxes of his books from the attic? All that exertion and physical work! Why, by the end of it he looked like he wanted to eat you for sup—

Gale: I BEG THAT WE CHANGE THE SUBJECT

You get the idea.

Morena treats Tav with all the kindness in the world, and does it happily; she will never forget that Tav quite literally saved her son’s life. She enjoys making Tav’s favorite dishes whenever they visit (which Gale proudly informs her of). And she especially enjoys telling Tav stories of Gale’s adventures and magical hijinks as a child, seeing how much Tav adores hearing about them (and sometimes, depending on the story, much to Gale’s chagrin.)

Illithid Tav

This one is easy: Morena’s relationship with Illithid Tav is exactly the same as described above for Ordinary Tav, no difference at all, save for ONE area that I shall describe shortly. Morena is just like Gale, in that her treatment of Illithid Tav is no different than if Tav were not sporting tentacles. All that matters is that her son is loved and happy. If it’s an Ilithid that can give her son the love he deserves, something that he has not been given from any of his past mortal lovers OR his past immortal lover, then so be it.

The only difference is that Morena is MUCH more protective of her Illithid family member and much more sensitive to what others think, if only to be ready to give them a piece of her mind if they dare to insult Tav in any way.

And if Gale AND Morena are in the vicinity when their beloved Tav is insulted?

Quite the spectacle. Numerous “How DARE you’s,” “What an INEXCUSABLE lack of decorum,” “I have half a mind to conjure a fireball and bake some manners into you,” (<- Gale only), etc.

Finally, if and when there are occasions where Gale visits Morena alone and Tav is unable to join, you are absolutely correct in that the discourse will inevitably end up being praise of Tav. And even Tara will throw in a compliment or two, given that Tav has taken to bringing her a treat of Beholder jerky or pigeon meat whenever they visit 💜

[neptunedivine]

astro observations pt. ii

hi! I hope you’re doing well! I know it's been a while. I have a lot of things I wanna talk about. But for now, here are some observations I've noted since I've been gone. I hope you enjoy the read!

mutable signs and intelligence ✧ ALL MUTABLE PLACEMENTS SHOULD BE KNOWN FOR THEIR INTELLIGENCE. Since Virgo and Gemini are both ruled by mercury, I feel like this is a given. Sagittarius rules the 9H which controls higher education, so the same thing can be said for them. But then people throw Pisces under the bus…as if Virgo isn’t their sister sign. I feel like people see sister signs as opposites of each other, but in reality, they have their sister’s traits in subtlety.

As a Pisces sun and mercury myself, I understand the anxiety my Virgo homies get, it’s f*cking intense. But will I ever feel it full throttle? I don’t think so and I’m thankful for it.

But yeah, Pisces placements are not airheads, their smart too. I just think their intelligence is out of the ordinary or just not palatable like the other signs.

9H suns ✧ Kind of an addendum to my last bullet, but a lot of 9H and 12H sun celebrities are really smart. I’ve noticed this with Kendrick Lamar because he’s a 9H sun (in Gemini @ 9° -- damn), and he’s considered a conscious rapper (a subgenre of hip-hop that focuses on creating awareness and imparting knowledge). When I think of him, his words always have meaning, they’re not said just because. The same thing can be said about SZA (9H Scorpio sun @ 16°) and Frank Ocean (12H Scorpio sun 4°).

I'm noticing that they're both Scorpio suns at a Cancer degree, I might investigate that more in the future.

When they put out a project, I get annoyed when people immediately have a response (in all I think I get annoyed when this happens to any long-awaited album), because with the lyricism they have, let the words marinate. Their words are never just face value, there's always a deeper meaning.

SZA is also just smart period. She went on this little biology rant a couple of weeks ago. I was shocked but I loved it. Idk sometimes I forget that celebrities have other traits because they choose what they present to their audience and a lot of the time that isn’t intelligence.

✧ Do any other Pisces mercuries talk in funny voices or accents a lot? Like an unhealthy amount? Just me? Okay.

✧ Undeveloped Pisces placements want yes men to their delusions.

LGBTQIA+ ✧ Having mutable + Aquarius Venus/Mars placements and/or aspects could be an indicator of identifying as part of the LGBTQIA+ community. Mutable placements are used to changing their mind a lot, so when it comes to who they’re interested in, they might not have a fixed answer. With aqua placements, they’re not used to sticking to the traditional. So going against the grain with who they’re romantically/sexually involved with is a common manifestation.

mars-jupiter and clumsiness ✧ Those with Mars-Jupiter aspects can be clumsy. Maybe because Mars can rule the physical body and Jupiter expands, they may be overestimating their range of motion.

aries/1H mars and headaches ✧ These placements can be prone to headaches, yes because Mars rules the physical body and anger, and Aries rules the head. But you guys are also quick to anger, so you kind of set yourself up for it. Breathe please, I don’t like seeing you stressed out babes.

aries/scorpio placements and tattoos ✧ Speaking of Aries placements, Aries and Scorpio placements, in general, could like tattoos, whether they want some themselves, have them, or just like the look of them. I feel like Venus and Mars placements are attracted to those who have tattoos, while Mercury placements could have the desire to tattoo people/become tattoo artists. If you have Aries/Scoripo in your midheaven, this could be a good career for you!

that’s all for now! I hope you enjoyed the post, see you later!

[stellari-s]

omg can you do ithaqua x a reader that acts like emu otori from wonderlands x showtime?

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hi! gosh i know i’m really late with this as motivation with writing goes up and down. plus, i don’t really play project sekai, so i’m not completely familiar with emu otori, but i still tried to incorporate some of her personality and background into this too.

request; by @juicyydior and, requests are now open!

wc; 826.

tags; default! ithaqua x emu otori! gn! reader, (though reader may be kinda ooc for emu but i still tried my best to include some aspects i could glean from her still 🥲), written in ithaqua’s p.o.v., fluff, moon watching, snacking at night, could be taken as romantic or platonic i think.

summary; ithaqua gazes at the moon, hoping to be alone, but then ends up in the company of someone so full of hope in this manor, it’s almost blinding.

if there was one word to describe the emotions currently whirling in ithaqua’s mind after a certain match that had ended a few hours before, it would be annoyance.

annoyance at a certain someone: (y/n).

how could someone so bright and cheerful end up in a place like this? this dark and murky manor where the pungent scent of blood was everywhere in this murky air, making ithaqua miss his home ten times over.

“do you like gazing up at the moon?”

and speaking of the devil, that very voice from that match interrupted his thoughts, as he turned around to find a silhouette standing there, (e/c) eyes gleaming with glee.

if i entertain them a bit, maybe they’ll leave on their own?

“sometimes,” ithaqua replied, his voice curt.

“uwawa☆ i totally get that! hey hey, can i join you? looking at the moon makes me feel extra calm.” they beamed at ithaqua — it almost blinded him a little bit. realizing indulging in a conversation with them had the opposite effect than he intended, he let out a resigned sigh and directed his attention back at the moon.

it was a silent invitation for them, and fully aware of his silent words, (y/n) took a seat next to ithaqua with a “wonderhoy♪”

was that supposed to be slang? he hadn’t heard of it before, but his first impression was that it sounded quite silly.

for a few moments, there was just silence, but as if unable to take the silence any longer, ithaqua heard them speak. “do you want a snack?”

“…it depends on what kind of snack.”

“oh, there’s a whole bunch! just before i came i held a small show, and i received these snacks i can’t finish on my own. so let’s share!”

before ithaqua could offer any more input of his own, he glanced beside him to see them taking out a bunch of different snacks from the bag they had with them. he couldn’t help but feel a bit impressed by the sheer variety, and although he didn’t have much desire to see the said “small show” they mentioned putting up, he reckoned it must have been a good one. a good enough show to make others forget their worries, even if for a moment.

…it seemed (y/n) very good at dragging ithaqua along with their whims. he wasn’t exactly sure how to feel about that.

“i… don’t get it.” ithaqua started.

“hm?”

“why are you here? no, how are you here? i don’t get it.” ithaqua’s words were blunt and his tone may have been slightly cold, too, but his curiosity seeped in his voice anyway.

they didn’t hesitate to reply. their smile never faltered, and their eyes never wavered. they were like a calm sea with the sun peaking out just over the horizon — full of hope.

“my grandfather owned a theme park called phoenix wonderland,” they said, “and i don’t want to let that dream go; i want to make other people smile! because if they are happy, then i’m happy too☆”

hearing this, ithaqua couldn’t help but laugh. going through these matches, all these brutal battles, for a wish like that? it might not even be fulfilled.

“see, that’s it, you just laughed! wonderhoy! a smile suits you best.”

“i didn’t smile. i was just thinking how innocent of a dream you have.” (y/n)’s energy was contagious though; when ithaqua had wanted to be alone, his mind wandered to more gloomy thoughts in a darker world, but the more time he spent talking to the one now sitting beside him, the more his mind seemed to clear, as if a ray from the sun had shot straight through a stormy cloud.

it’s so innocent of a dream… i feel a little jealous.

“by the way,” ithaqua changed the subject in an attempt to recompose himself, “what does ‘wonderhoy’ mean?”

“wonderful! ♪” they replied, “when i’m about to put on the bestest show, i say ‘wonderhoy!’”

“interesting.” ithaqua wasn’t sure what else to say in that moment.

thankfully, (y/n) didn’t take his brief reply as disinterest, as they continued on. “oh oh, i have an idea! when we’re in a match together, i’ll start with a wonderhoy!”

they were very honest, pure, and innocent. even though ithaqua had eliminated them in matches before, they somehow still wanted to approach him, and he couldn’t fathom for the life of him why they would want to do that.

ithaqua redirected his gaze back to the moon above.

“…please don’t.”

if there was one word to describe the emotions currently whirling in ithaqua’s heart, it would be… confusion, perhaps. he wasn’t sure now; he simply let the moon witness his emotions as they were.

he felt at this point, he could only let time march on past everyone’s consciousness, until the moon of that night finally set, taking his feelings with it down the horizon.

[that-nerd-who-writes-fanfiction]

Okay, if you were asked who are in Merlin BBC that you can see based on canon that are gay/bi/pan/demi, which characters are they? Why?

I’m just gonna note that I’m not attached to any sexuality headcanon because people are going to have different opinions and it seems daft to lose more than half the fan content (art, fics, etc) just because of a headcanon. I’ll read more or less anything, I play around with queer themes in my writing fairly regularly and multiship everyone in the show, sometimes with characters from other fandoms too, but these are the sexualities I’ve written most of for each character otherwise this would be way too long.

And I know I’m assigning modern understandings of sexuality to medieval characters, but it’s a show with dragons and magic, also capes, a French castle, and whatever the hell that chainmail was so I think I can be excused for my historical inaccuracy.

Merlin: either gay or bi with a a preference for men. I could never get myself to really like Freya in the show, she wasn’t bad and I didn’t hate her, I usually just forget about her because it was one episode so I didn’t have enough time to get attached. She deserved more screen time and I love what the fandom has done with her character, but I usually see her where Merlin’s shipped with someone else so I honestly forget their romance exists most of the time. Other than that, I usually see him shipped with knights or Arthur or if he’s shipped with another woman, it’s someone who didn’t get enough screen time to get attached, or a mergwenthur (is that their ship name?) poly relationship.

Arthur: bi and demi. He needs time to like someone, canonically only started wearing a shirt after he got married but he walked around his chambers naked when it was just Merlin/no sexual implications in a servant of two masters. I’ve done deep dive character analysis into that and what it says for their trust of one another if anyone’s interested. It goes into them being platonic but acting like a couple and why meant so much for me to see as a kid and also why I think that proves their relationship is more than words can fully encapsulate. Also he’s had crushes on men and women so bi just fits.

Gwen: bi with a preference for men, she and Morgana had chemistry and I ship them pre season 3 but after that, not so much. Also had crushes on Lancelot, Merlin and married Arthur. They’re an adorable couple, honestly I love them. I don’t really have much else to say.

Morgana: aroace lesbian. Just my favourite headcanon, I like that she never had a canon relationship but she definitely had chemistry with Gwen. They’re just sweet together. I don’t know, mostly just vibes and my desire for more aroace rep.

Lancelot: bi with a preference for women. Gwen and Merlin. Yeah, that’s pretty much all I have to say. I just love that he’s such a great guy, I don’t think there’s anything more to it than two crushes in canon and vibes. I’ve written him as unlabelled or queer a fair amount, it really just depends.

Leon: Romance and sex averse aroace. Again, I just want representation and think he’s cool. I’ve seen him shipped with others, but I tend to default to aroace Leon in my own works more than anything else. Occasionally I’ll give him a qpr but it just depends on what I’m writing.

Gwaine: aromatic pansexual, he likes flirting but I think the idea of a permanent long term relationship would be “the one to tie him down” and it never entirely fits right. I’ve seen him shipped with Percival, I love that but usually if I’m writing it, I’ll have them in a qpr. I think he definitely feels low levels of romantic attraction but not enough to want a romantic relationship with someone, he loves so much, just not in the traditional ways and writing aroallo Gwaine is always super fun.

Elyan: I headcanon Elyan as trans masc but I don’t think I’ve got any specific headcanons for his sexuality. I’ve probably written him straight slightly more than anything else, but it’s a close tie between writing him straight and bi. It never usually comes up, so maybe just unlabelled or queer. I don’t know, he’s just Elyan. That’s all really.

Percival: I know in canon he had a wife and kids, I write him as being gay more than anything else, but my main headcanon tends to be that he’s bi or pan. Purely based on vibes but if it’s not relevant to the plot, I won’t bother mentioning it.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hii! this is my first time ever requesting something on tumblr lol, I was wondering if you could do some Creepypastas (Jeff, EJ, LJ, or Jason the Toymaker or even a poly relationship) dating a trans ftm or masc presenting reader. Just like general dating hcs or them going on a date outdoors. it could be hcs or a fic, i don’t mind :] tysm!!

Jeff, EJ, and LJ x transmasc!Reader

Opening up to writing romantic for jeff, hoooray! No Jason for this post though due to admin not knowing him that well as a character <\3

Notes: Reader is FTM trans and masc! These are mostly general dating hcs, but the woods date is mentioned and explored!!!

CWs: Mentions of transphobia, mentions of stalking/psychological torment, canon typical violence although theres no details

Jeff

Eyeless Jack

I've always personally headcanoned that he was trans himself, or at least not GNC so with this in mind; he definitely relates to you

Very protective of you, in fact he would kill for you at the drop of a hat of you ask him to.. you don't even have to ask if someone is being nasty to you, especially if it's about your identity

Makes sure you take your meds and hormones, whether it be shots or supplements or another form-

Not very touchy or emotional... vulnerable..? Around you, really he doesnt open up outside of occasion. The two of you have definitely had nights where you both got drunk and just let everything spill out

A lot of your dates are comprised of the two of you just sitting at home or wandering the woods at night- sometimes you guys have long night drives and simply talk

Hes not... the most romantic or flirty person- he definitely cracks jokes and teases, but with anything more serious than that he kind of fumbles

Would offer to give you his hoodie buuuut hes a bit cagey about his possessions

Similar to Jeff he reminds you to take your meds and appropriate hormones, and hes very good at keeping on top of that.. comes in handy if you're prone to forgetting. This goes for other forms of self care as well: eating, drinking water, brushing your teeth, ect

If you havent had top surgery- whether it be because you haven't gotten it yet or simply dont desire it- he reminds you to take your binder off if you've been wearing it for too long.. take care of yourself!

If you're feeling dysphoric he lends you some of his clothing, a lot of them are old band shirts that might be baggy on you

While he wont kill anyone who's being creepy to you or harassing you.. much less eat them... he does follow them around and plant in some good old fashioned paranoia and fear

Ah yes, psychological torment, Jack's favorite way of getting back at people who disgust him

He... doesnt tell you though, but he is silently pleased to hear that you're not being harassed anymore

Dates in the woods are must, and kind of your only option given that jack.. is a hermit living in the woods

I believe I've mentioned it somewhere but long walks and cloud watching/stargazing tends to be your go tos!

Picnics are.. well they're not off the table but you'll be the only one who's going to be eating given that he cant eat normal food and doesnt like eating his proper diet in front of you

Or anyone for that matter actually

Laughing Jack

Similar to EJ, hes going to quickly put a stop to anyone being a douchebag to you- he also follows the torment formula but hes likely to just end up ending the person

Does not keep it a secret either, he doesnt much understand human mortality and the weight of it + he genuinely thinks he did good.. it's like seeing a dog finding a really big stick, very proud of himself

Leaves you notes to remind you to take care of yourself, even though hes already physically reminding you

Doesnt know the ins and outs of the trans experience, but hes slowly learning how to be supportive and how to help you!

Would be the type to roll around in the grass if you take him outside

Hit by the realization that he doesnt get to go outside often, between being in his box waiting for the next unfortunate victim and just.. not having the need to go outside.. frowns..

Imagine the date turns into you showing him a bunch of stuff he otherwise wouldn't get to exprience- its sweet, actually.. you tell him about a bunch of different plants and if you guys are lucky you might even see a few animals!

Would put you up on his shoulders so you can see further around you to choose where to go next in the woods

[queerespresso]

✨ Kant & Bison ✨

How I perceive their relationship so far. There’s for sure s*xual attraction..lots of it. That was apparent from the moment they interacted at the bowling alley. They were both very okay with it being a ONS. So I don’t perceive their night as a ‘love at first sight’ scenario.

Kant day dreaming about Bison felt like he was reminiscing on a very good night 😏 + maybe a bit of fondness for Bison’s personality. I was talking to a few mutuals about it and I shared in similar feelings that Kant is intrigued by the honesty and push back from Bison. Maybe he isn’t used to it?

♨️💭 The same can be said for in the bedroom. Kant may see Bison’s ability to put him in his place as an indicator that Bison may be capable of meeting that intimacy desire. I’m not sure how much experience Kant has had with his submissive side or if he’s consistently been relegated/more comfortable dominating or not partaking at all in SM with others (which fair if so, as you need trust).

Bison on the other hand, like I said in his personal post, he wants to be seen for himself. Not as an assassin. I think he’s probably lonely. When Kant gives him attention and is clear about wanting to be his boyfriend, that was appealing to Bison. He’s not clueless though. Kant is too smooth with some of his lines which is why Bison rolls his eyes or teases back. Kant is also consistently encouraging intimacy (maybe with multiple motives). It’s possible for Bison, he’s testing to see if Kant’s affection is real by holding off on more intimacy.

Now is Kant’s affection real? In my perception, sometimes. I feel like he’s a bit too smooth and thought out with the lines. I (personally) tend to trust people who fumble a bit more. It is entirely possible he really is just that smooth and confident without preconceived thought. But when he is quick to offer a relationship title to Bison without knowing him well, while having the police pressuring him to find information, it’s hard for me as the viewer to know what’s genuine or not.

For me, the moments where their foreheads are close to touching seem genuine (could be me being a romantic). Like they’re both overcome with their affection, even if it’s a crush or attraction at the moment.

While Bison IS having his “he likes me 🥹” moment right now, it could partially be a reaction to the attention or a crush. He doesn’t have consistent friends with their constant moves and is used to ONS after all. Bison also didn’t leave his phone number after the ONS and he was worried when Kant initially came to the dinner instead of simply happy so I think he’s not totally gone. He only started showing more openness once Kant made his intentions more clear. But of course that means the brat/teasing side came out to play.

I think Bison’s love will grow slowly as they build trust through moments where trust naturally grows: intimacy, trying to win over Fadel, persistently pursuing in spite of the obstacles, prolonged contact, revealing vulnerable information, etc.

I think it’ll be an internal struggle for Kant as he’ll sometimes forgets his mission and slip into his emotions. I truly think Kant will ‘fall’ in love and have oh sh*t 😳 moments. He’ll be very far in eventually and realize f*ck…I love him.

*Disclaimer: I am a bit of romantic but I tend to overthink various perspectives. No worries if you perceive their romance differently 🫶

[xelasrecords]

All That Glitters

Han Jumin x OC

Jumin Week 2024 - Day 3: Green Daylily (Romantic Love, “The Flower That Helps Forget Sorrows”) @juminweek2019

All that glitters is not gold. An arranged marriage brings out the worst in Aecha and Jumin, and witnessing him fall for someone he can’t have may just be her tipping point.

A/N: I’ve tried to break the cliché of a cheater being just bad in Wedge the Knife Under My Skin, now this is my shot at humanising the gold-digger stereotype. Jumin as perceived by a resentful wife trapped in a marriage she doesn’t want may not be the Jumin you know. I humbly ask you to withhold your judgement and see it from her eyes.

TW: self-harm

Words: 5.4k

Masterlist Read on AO3

Aecha thought she could do this. Jumin was hers, but he could not belong to her, could not, could not, could NOT!—

She was sometimes a simpleton but not a deranged young woman. Breathe in, then out. Slipped her hand beneath her metallic dress that parted at her leg and twisted the skin on her thigh.

She was good and entertaining and desirable.

Aecha parted the masses and conversations halted. Her beauty glimmered and cloistered the useless watchers. Not only known as someone’s wife, her position in her company was just as important in this event. Businesses relied on hers to function, so Aecha could seamlessly negotiate winning deals and blackball distasteful people as she saw fit.

She headed to her husband. Jumin raised his champagne at her and smiled. Only she could see how insincere the smile was.

He never liked her enough to bestow her any semblance of authenticity.

No, that was her. A solemn, porcelain-faced her.

Jumin stared at the back of the woman’s head when she turned to thank the waiter and Aecha nearly broke. His naked yearning was embarrassing and she felt the urge to apologise to anyone who caught him. When a bald man approached him, Aecha intercepted and went on about nice, irrelevant things like the doltish young lady she decided to be.

I’m sorry, my husband is occupied. Partner? What business partner? Come on, don’t be boring. Leave your work at the office and drink! Here, take mine.

He spun the champagne glass in his hand and drank where her lipstick had stained its rim.

Aecha giggled and covered her lips while looking down at the marble flooring. The violet lights were giving her a headache. Fucking gaudy. People these days liked to use flashing colours as a theme instead of acting like it was a proper formal event.

Was Jumin staring? Of course he was. And he was coming, Lord save her.

Jumin rounded his arm around her waist and kissed her head. It meant nothing and Aecha felt nothing. She used all her strength not to lean away when he ruined her sleek, freshly cut bob and embraced him. Over his shoulder, she did a quick sweep for another sighting of the woman, but she couldn’t find her.

That was how it started. At a gala dinner, a married businessman sought a reprieve through a fleeting conversation with a woman as small as an easily crushed bird. He was entranced ever since. His wife couldn’t blame him, for she was also a wraith in their marriage. A chasm was where she looked, and this might be her best plunge yet.

*     *     *     *     *

Jumin had been gripping his phone tightly. Whether he was waiting for her to text back or deciding to send the first text, Aecha couldn’t be arsed. She just wanted him to stop bothering her peace with his pacing.

She slammed her book shut. “Would you be so kind as to fucking sit down and overthink quietly?”

Jumin scowled at her, but Aecha didn’t bristle. Gone were the days when she had to be timid in front of him. Jumin was not as powerful as everyone thought. He couldn’t even break out of his marriage. “You complain when the house is too quiet, yet you berate me when I endeavour to make this space livelier. I can’t get anything right.”

Aecha crossed her legs and studied her glistening nails with a breezy disinterest. “The brunette looked like your taste.”

While they did have an agreement to be able to see other people as long as it was discreet, the reality of it rattled Aecha more than she liked to admit. It was not jealousy she felt. She hated that Jumin won in this game of misery, that he had found a raft to tide over his loneliness while she had to drown alone.

Jumin sighed. “I only conversed with her because she and I share a similar view on certain subjects.”

“Like wanting her mouth around your cock,” she said. “Did you manage to sneak off for a quick fuck in the closet?”

“You are dreadful when something is not to your liking.” Jumin’s face twisted in disgust. He was only this expressive when they were alone. All that wasted media training. His childhood tutor would be disappointed. “I apologise that you had to deal with unpleasant associates on my behalf, but it’s been a long day. Do postpone your vitriolic statements. No one has the patience to deal with your tantrums all the time, Aecha.”

She held her hands up in mock acquiescence. “I only have one request: do not fuck her in the master bedroom. Take the one downstairs if you’d like.”

Jumin seemed to be calculating something before he sat beside her and placed her book on his lap. “If I ever brought anyone home as you apparently wish, perhaps I should do it in the bedroom beside ours. You could take notes on being more delightful in bed.” He smiled, but it made him look all wrong. Too crude and cruel for his elegant countenance.

Aecha patted his cheek, hot derision burning against her chest. “It says more about your dirt-poor standard that you still want to sleep with me if you’re this dissatisfied.”

“You’re within reach.” Jumin shrugged. “But I assure you, that won’t happen anymore.”

The jab didn’t land as he expected. Aecha was well-acquainted with the extent of his obsession with a mere cat, so she shuddered to think of being on the receiving end as a person.

“You’re a boring fuck too, Han Jumin. I just had to make do with what I had.”

Jumin let out an audible scoff and Aecha seized her book. At least he had a good mind not to crease the pages.

*     *     *     *     *

Let bygones be bygones.

Their squabbles never lasted more than a few days, but still, sharing a bed with Jumin was ridiculous. Aecha didn’t know why they never separated despite the many available rooms in this penthouse. Perhaps sleeping with someone you loathed was better than no one at all.

The harsh glow from Jumin’s phone washed over his face as his fingers tentatively danced across the screen. His facial features were worth the applause, she had to admit. As beautiful as a forbidden painting, as empty as a forgotten memory. No wonder the brunette was drawn to him. Jumin was a mystery to be solved and opposition would only drive her further into his arms.

“I can’t sleep with your phone light,” protested Aecha.

“You can turn the other way,” Jumin replied without a glance at her. “Elizabeth the Third is sleeping soundly, see?”

The white cat, curled like a doughnut between them, peeked through her eyelids. Aecha stroked her fur and she purred, dozing off again. “Have you met her again?”

Jumin’s fingers froze while a new message popped up on his phone. How would that woman feel if she knew he was lying side by side with his wife as he flattered her? She must know about Aecha’s existence. Their wedding was highly publicised.

But Aecha couldn’t judge her for trying to hold on to a strand of flimsy hope. It happened to the worst of them. She hadn’t been strong enough to resist the temptation either.

“Yes.” The word scraped against Jumin’s throat. “Have you taken your melatonin?”

He was always trying to get rid of her. “I want to take more than the prescribed dosage,” she said.

“You wouldn’t want to relieve the experience of your stomach being pumped. Neither do I.” He pulled the duvet up Aecha’s neck and folded the corner into a neat rectangle. “So save us the medical trouble and go to sleep. Tomorrow will be a better day.”

“For you, maybe.” She suppressed her surprise that Jumin noticed her shivering. “You finally found a toy to distract yourself, but it’s hell for me every day.”

“You should have acclimatised yourself to this by now.” Jumin looked down at her with a pity that bordered on condescending. Aecha wanted to scratch it off his face.

She nodded at his phone and he turned the screen away. “You’re like a little kid with a candy dangled right above him,” she said, “but you’re too short, too powerless, to reach it.”

“She is a human being, not a candy or a toy. Get your facts straight.”

“You’re stupid for someone so smart.”

Jumin let out a long-suffering sigh. “Now who’s acting like a child?”

That was enough reaction. As long as Jumin was still useful, Aecha couldn’t annihilate him, but she could prick him with little poisons every day. She might have been sold off to him for the betterment of her father’s company, but she would not be delivered meek.

Aecha curled into a foetal position, eyes trained on him with resolve. It was self-flagellation to a degree; rage broiled inside her whenever she caught his genuine smile. She wanted, for once, to be on the receiving end of that smile. Jumin never seemed to enjoy his conversations with her, and she was always incensed or numbed by the end of them.

It wasn’t that she wanted to be loved by him per se. She thirsted for the acknowledgement that she was worth loving and capable of reserving romance despite everything that made her a monster. It offended her that Jumin never even tried to weigh her worth and turn this marriage into a real thing. One look at her and he detested her with the kind of resentment that didn’t fade with age.

Aecha knew that her sheer existence was a nuisance for Jumin. But if not her, who? Who else could save him from his mess? It wasn’t her fault that he didn’t put up a fight when Chairman Han trapped him into marrying her. C&R was suffering and Jumin was even more so. Aecha put the fire back inside Jumin when no one could. He had been a ghost of a person after his best friend disappeared. Now he was often irritated at her instead of walling off his emotions. Now he was someone to a nobody.

But affairs never ended well and Aecha was not planning to let go. She anticipated their doom with the giddiness of a child watching a car explode.

*     *     *     *     *

They were strolling in the sweltering heat, cloaked under the pretence of two lovers having a romantic date at the park. Aecha swerved when a teenager was cycling at them full force and pulled Jumin out of the way.

Posture was a good excuse to do something nice. Aecha didn’t want to forget how to be generous. That was a fitting practice.

Jumin thanked her and held her hand as they passed the glint of a camera behind the bushes. Aecha almost squirmed. Damp, sweaty hands were the bane of her existence. Jumin squeezed her hand in warning and she rolled her eyes.

“You never give me flowers when we’re having an outing,” Aecha said as they saw a man surprising another man with a bouquet. “Send me some if you want to maintain your image. We’ve come too far to generate false rumours about our divorce.”

“There are many ways to show affection without flowers.” Jumin’s attention was on a kid licking her ice lollies. “I wonder how the taste of that frozen stick differs from a gelato.”

“Artificial.”

Jumin turned to her in shock. “You have tried it?”

“I’m not as out of touch with commoners as you.” Aecha huffed. “The employees appreciate it more when you can understand their culture.”

“I shall take note of your practice.”

When Aecha caught a whiff of another bed of roses, she got annoyed that her mission was side-tracked. “Send me flowers, Jumin. Or is that something reserved for your side chick?” Aecha knew she was shattering their fragile peace, but she couldn’t help it. Her bitterness always came out before she could stop herself. “Her sad face is charming to lonely boys, I’ll give you that. Makes you want to save her, doesn’t it?”

Frustration flashed across Jumin’s expression, but he swallowed it. Jumin never lost his temper, not even when they were not being watched. If she was a cannonball, he was an impenetrable fortress. She couldn’t elicit an explosive reaction no matter how hard she tried.

It didn’t mean Aecha would stop trying though. One hole in the wall was all it needed to break him down.

“Keep her out of our date.” Jumin texted his assistant before slipping his phone into his pocket. “A bouquet will be delivered to the penthouse tomorrow. I expect it will be sufficient if you post it on your socials.”

“I thought we had a scheduled lunch with your father tomorrow.”

“I’ve called it off until further notice,” said Jumin. “I think we can both agree that none of us is eager to talk to him.”

“He’s not mad?”

“I’ve held up my bargain as a prized son. He’s already tied me to you. He should not expect anything more.” Jumin’s jaw was set. “Would you like to set our picnic here?” He gestured at the plain grass.

Aecha didn’t have an affinity for the great outdoors. Insects made her antsy and the sweat that dripped down her back and diluted her perfume were very far from her definition of a perfect date. The public demanded a lot of things from her.

She stood at the edge of the stone path as Jumin laid out the picnic rug. Knowing she had to play her part, Aecha cautiously knelt on the cloth and fished out the various pastries the chef had packed, arranging them neatly on the plates.

“Would you fetch a book for me?” Aecha asked as they dug into their croissants. “I’ve been eyeing the first edition of Anna Karenina, but I can’t find it anywhere.”

“You have a competent assistant. Utilise him.”

She didn’t know how, or why, but Jumin had a knack for making her feel small. She didn’t know what to expect from him or how far his niceties extended. “Do you really hate me that much?”

Jumin stared at her impassively, his tone bored. “Don’t pretend as if you loved me more than my money.”

The photographer was holding up his camera, so Aecha leaned forward and brushed off the crumbs from Jumin’s lips. “I never did.”

It was more complex than that, but he would never understand.

Aecha yelped when a tomato fell out of her croissant onto her skirt. She hated everything about today’s faux date. Jumin almost offered her a tissue, but he paused and shifted closer to remove the stain himself.

Aecha desperately wished this nearness made her heart thump. Their arrangement would’ve been so much easier if they could learn to fall in love with each other.

Aecha was a tortured wife, but she lived a fate worse than Anna Karenina’s. At least Anna found the will to break free and left all the wretchedness behind, but Aecha would never seize that chance.

She hated herself the most for it.

*     *     *     *     *

Well, there was a bouquet on her bedside table.

Supposed it was gorgeous. Supposed she didn’t know what these particular flowers meant because she never fell in love with a flower connoisseur who was always excited to teach her the language of flowers and never had to leave him for money. Supposed she never got tangled in her sister’s hospital debt and her father’s company wasn’t on the verge of bankruptcy.

She quashed the image of the man in her mind without mercy. It had been years ago, and she thought she might have loved him then. He was kind and loving and had no business of knowing what Aecha had become. A public figure on the news was all she had to be to him.

Aecha plucked out a stem from the bouquet. Green daylily. It should have been the romantic sort, but Aecha would not subscribe to its meaning of forgetting the pain from the past and present. She would hold on to the thorny memories. She wouldn’t have survived this marriage otherwise. Sometimes to stay alive meant to torture yourself with your kindest ghosts.

And how could she forget the very life she was living? Not a day went by without Jumin reminding Aecha what true sadness was. She wanted to be angry at Jumin’s assistant for getting the wrong flowers, but it was nobody’s fault, she knew. Her fury was really just loneliness was really just disappointment and guilt directed at herself.

Her choice brought her here. Her loyalty to her family cost her Jumin’s friendship and genuine love from someone, anyone.

Both of them would have suffered less in this marriage if they had been able to forge even the barest connection. Who, aside from Jumin, could understand her plight exactly? They were trapped in this together. They were supposed to turn to each other when hope eluded them. Jumin was as lonely as her, and no amount of wine and luxury for Elizabeth the Third could mask his emptiness from her.

They had never laughed together, Aecha realised, despair writhing in her gut. There were sarcastic chuckles and conceited smirks and plastic smiles, but never laughter that made them double over while clutching their stomachs. She hadn’t expected love to be on the table when she entered this marriage, but she had thought at least happiness could be within reach.

Aecha choked back a sob. She had turned her life over to Chairman Han and sentenced herself to a lifetime indenture. She couldn’t predict what she would do if her sister ever woke up. She wasn’t sure she would be happy with what Aecha had done.

But she didn’t need to approve of Aecha, she just needed to wake up.

Aecha captured a photo of the daylilies and posted it on her socials. Not a second later, comments of awe and support flooded her inbox.

Aecha was so lucky to have such a rich and loving husband. She received a surprise bouquet from a busy director while their husbands couldn’t even bother to take them out for dinner.

They had seen the pictures from her park date. How sweet, how romantic. Proof that if you were truly committed to your partner, you would carve out the time to be with them.

Aecha wanted to carve out her throat.

She turned off her phone, lay down and stared at the ceiling. She was so, so lucky.

*     *     *     *     *

“Why green daylilies?” Aecha asked as Jumin walked through the front door well into midnight. His black hair was dishevelled and his cufflinks were gone. She didn’t have to wonder where he had been. “I’ve never told you my preference.”

Jumin shot her a pointed glance. “Exactly.”

No surprise there. He didn’t bother remembering that she had a vase of irises in her study.

But Aecha was in a better mood tonight, so she decided to play nice. “They died on that same day, but I liked them when they were alive. Thank you.”

Without turning on the light in their walk-in closet, Jumin pulled off his tie and placed it on the island. Aecha noticed a lipstick smudge on the tie when she aligned it with the watch partition below the glass top. She imagined the other woman blindfolded and eagerly anticipated Jumin’s touch. A kiss here, a bite there.

What did it say about her character if the thought didn’t rankle her at all?

Aecha’s sex with Jumin was never adventurous. It was solely to satiate the thirst when they only had each other to turn to. They had agreed that searching outside their marriage was an awful waste of time and a gateway to a publicity nightmare.

“If you would like, I could arrange it with the florist so you’ll receive a bouquet each week.” Jumin was also nice today. A satisfying fuck could do that to someone.

“That’s not necessary.” Aecha shrugged. “How is she doing?” There was no hatred in her voice, only curiosity. She truly was baffled at how someone could enrapture Jumin so completely that he had been sparse in his appearance in his own house.

Jumin stiffened as though waiting for the next blow, and only slumped slightly when her jab didn’t come. “Nothing good can come out of this, you know that. She gains nothing and has everything to lose.”

“You also have a lot to lose,” Aecha said with a gentleness that sounded foreign to her ears. Strangely enough, she pitied the state they had put themselves in.

“I am hurting her.”

“You hurt a lot of people.”

“I know.” Jumin dipped his head, and it hit her that his exhaustion was more than a good fuck. His eyes were ringed with dark circles and his shoulders appeared to be weighted down. He had also been like this in their first year of marriage.

“Does she make you happy?” Aecha asked.

“Yes.”

“Does that make you unhappy?” she asked again.

Jumin’s breath trembled as he exhaled. “Yes.”

Aecha glanced down at the ticking watches locked in the glass island, relentlessly marching forward without an end destination. “Then I feel sorry for you.”

Jumin shook his head. “Don’t be. You bear the most pain of them all.” He covered her hand with his and the diamonds on their wedding rings clinked. “Don’t presume I didn’t know the origin of your rage.”

Aecha’s hand balled into a fist. Jumin was giving her too much empathy and it felt like she was stripped to the flesh and forced to bleed before him. “Stop assuming accountability. Your knowledge won’t change anything. I chose to marry you for myself.”

“Right.” Jumin leaned against the island casually. “How’s your sister?”

Aecha looked away. The closet suddenly felt too dark and imposing. “You wouldn’t see me here if she had woken.”

“I can accompany you to the hospital on your next visit.”

She drew her hand out of his grasp. The moment was over. “No.”

Aecha had tried her best to separate her sister from this world. Her innocent, pliable little sister would be easily mangled by the vultures here. Aecha was the older one, so she should take all the knives thrown at her.

No one touched her sister. Not even her husband who was sometimes lucid enough to be nice.

Aecha grabbed a pair of fresh pyjamas on the way out and flung them at Jumin. He caught them with his face, which just meant that he had shit coordination. “Take a shower before you sleep,” she said. “You reek of her.”

*     *     *     *     *

“Jumin, did you see my toothbrush?” Aecha yelled from the bathroom.

“It must have been thrown away by the housekeeper!” Jumin shouted back.

“For fuck’s sake,” she grumbled. A quick rummage through the cabinets presented no spare toothbrushes, so she wrapped a towel around her body and exited the bathroom. “Do you have any idea where she stocked it?”

Jumin was stroking a sleepy Elizabeth the Third on the bed, lying on his side. “I’m afraid not.”

Aecha put her hands on her hips. “How can you not know?”

“The last time I recalled, you’re also an occupant of this house.”

“Housekeeping is not my territory. You have a big brain, use it.”

“It’s not mine either.” Elizabeth the Third sneezed and Jumin chuckled with endearment. Aecha never got to be at the receiving end of that laugh. “And my brain is normal-sized. I just had a health check-up.”

“Then who should I ask?”

The answer came to Aecha right after she spoke. At the same time, they called out, “The butler.”

She scoffed and the side of Jumin’s mouth quirked up.

“I don’t have their number. I’ve never even seen their face,” Aecha said.

“Me neither. All forms of communication are made between Assistant Kang and them.”

“Care to help me find my toothbrush then?” Aecha asked impatiently. When Jumin didn’t budge, she re-entered the bathroom, dunked his toothbrush into the toilet bowl, and thrust it at him with a winning smile. “Look, you need a new toothbrush too. It travelled into the toilet on its own.”

Jumin’s eyes followed the water dripping down the toothbrush. “You just ruined a perfectly good cashmere rug.”

“It will be the next thing that travels into the toilet if you don’t move.”

Jumin levelled Aecha a glare that would’ve made everyone else cower, but she simply raised her brows. He grunted. “We can check the storage room.”

“Perfect.” She tossed the toothbrush into the bin and clapped her hands, then winced at the thought of splashing bacteria onto her skin. “Right after I wash my hands. Where is the storage room?”

“You have lived here for years, yet you still don’t know such a simple fact?”

Aecha shook her head with confidence.

“I don’t either.” Jumin kissed the top of Elizabeth the Third’s head and stood up. “Let’s find the mysterious room, shall we?”

*     *     *     *     *

It took them an embarrassingly long time to spot the storage room. In Aecha’s defence, it was located at the very end of the hall on the first floor where she had no reason to venture to. Jumin just thought she was always holed up in the library when she was not working. What was she supposed to do? Supervise the housekeepers around the clock? He could do it himself if he were so inclined.

To Aecha’s surprise, the room was remarkably tidy and spacious. She had been envisioning spider webs and broken bulbs; she should find the time to meet their house staff and thank them.

Aecha immediately scoured the room, pulling out drawers and opening boxes with determination. Jumin followed suit in a more curious fashion, flipping through files and looking into the washing carts with childlike fascination.

She paused. Jumin rarely showed this side of him to her. In fact, their recent exchanges had been bizarre. They fought, not banter.

What was happening to them?

“Did you get struck by lightning?” Aecha wondered aloud. “You’re easy to talk to these days.”

The scuffling from Jumin’s direction stopped and she turned around. “My—she suggested I treat you better, and she was right.” His smile was sad. “I have been cold to you even when you didn’t do anything wrong. My sincere apologies.”

He wasn’t standing far from her, but this was the farthest she felt from him.

Jumin couldn’t be told to do anything, barring this marriage. Jumin was obstinate and held a grudge towards women like her. Tolerating materialistic women was not in his nature, so the fact that he was changing merely because of—what, love?—was unacceptable. If he could change this much this fast, the woman could very well command him to do more drastic things.

“I didn’t know I was up for discussion. Doesn’t she hate me for being a hurdle to your eternal love?” Aecha couldn’t contain the bitterness in her tone.

“She understands this isn’t the ideal situation for any of us.”

“How saintly of her.” Aecha sneered. “What’s next? You promising her that this won’t be forever and asking her to wait as you find a way out?” She was picking at her nail bed with so much force that she felt a trickle of blood sliding down her thumb. When she wished for a disaster to befall Jumin and that woman, she didn’t mean to be the fallout. “Newsflash, you don’t get to divorce me. I will never accept it.”

Aecha’s hospital debt was building up at a rate that she wouldn’t be able to keep up with if it weren’t for Jumin, and the stability of her father’s companies relied on him.

She hated feeling powerless, but she had to do her part to save her family. It was the one thing she could do right in.

Jumin approached her with the caution of startling a feral cat. “I would never ask it of you,” he said. Another sentence spoken with kindness. Aecha loathed to hear it. “I’m aware of the consequences you would face.”

“Are you fucking with me? Drop the noble act,” she hissed. “She’s just one person. You don’t get to trade her for everything we’ve built. Our families wouldn’t cooperate if we split. Stocks will fall and the board will drive me out.”

Aecha knew she was far from being a favourite among the shareholders. The only reason they tolerated her was because of her relationship with Jumin. She couldn’t be seduced and tended to bulldoze over stupid, backward, outdated opinions. Her impressive performance didn’t matter when she couldn’t be moulded to their liking.

“I’m not going to divorce you. I also have my responsibilities.” Jumin massaged the crease between his eyebrows. “My end of the agreement requires me to stay with you to ensure the livelihood of our subsidiaries. I know what you will do if I attempt to leave. Your rage has no bounds. I won’t let you abuse your power and ruin innocent workers’ lives.”

Aecha was too hurt to react. She might be a headache to live with, but she was not evil. She wouldn’t put thousands of people out of their jobs because of her marriage issues. The media would hound her like wolves and she would lose people’s admiration. Love lost was almost always impossible to earn back.

But the fact that Jumin thought Aecha could do heinous things made her want to prove him right. It was too easy to latch onto fury and let it consume her. Why create a job crisis for strangers when she could strike at Jumin’s heart?

That woman was her final card. She wouldn’t hesitate to use it the moment he put her and her family in jeopardy.

“You’re wrong. I care about strangers,” Aecha said, her cheeks hot from restraining her anger.

“I have never seen that from you, Aecha.”

Jumin’s statement was so ridiculous that she had to laugh. “No, you just never see me.” She almost choked at the admission. “But that’s fine. You should keep an eye on that woman. You think you’re the only one with a hacker on your side? You already know what I’m capable of. What makes you so sure that I wouldn’t go berserk on her instead?”

Jumin came so close to her that she had to retreat until her elbow hit a cabinet. “Touch her and I won’t stand still,” he said in a low voice. “There’s only so much I can tolerate from you.”

Aecha’s tightened fists shook and she ignored the sting from the peeled skin. She looked up at him, holding back the urge to slam his forehead into the cabinet behind her. “She’s safe as long as my family and I are safe.”

Once upon a time, Jumin could have loved her, had she approached him with pure intentions. Their brief moments of camaraderie had proven it. But in this lifetime, Aecha had soured their relationship purely through the circumstance she entered Jumin’s life and he never forgave her for it.

Jumin scrutinised her for several seconds and she held his gaze without wavering. “Then we have reached an agreement.” He handed her a sealed package from his pocket. “Your toothbrush.”

Her blood smeared on the plastic as she snatched it from him.

*     *     *     *     *

Jumin had moved out of their bedroom into the guest room down the hall. They would see each other even rarer now.

Aecha cast a look around the library. Walls of books stretched up the ceiling with a sliding ladder docked on one side. She couldn’t remember when books ceased to give her lasting joy. She couldn’t remember the last time things didn’t hurt. She had caused this, she knew that.

Aecha rested her temple against the cold window and brought her knees to her chest. From her plush seat, she watched the gardener maintaining Jumin’s private garden, and there she noticed a small patch of green daylilies.

Jumin must have had them planted before they fought. She wondered if he would remove them from the premises soon.

Sometimes, Jumin was considerate. Sometimes, it almost made Aecha crumble.

She didn’t think her loneliness could amplify, but what had taken root in this penthouse was crawling up her limbs like vines, determined to crush her.

She wanted to stop fighting them.

But her sister. But her father.

Aecha gritted her teeth as she picked at the newly scabbed skin on her thumb. It broke open into a deeper wound. Fresher sting, freer blood.

Just one more day. Then another. Then another.

-

Footnotes:

Aecha always assumes the worst from Jumin, but I hope the subtle details were noticeable enough that this is still the Jumin we love, just trapped in his resentment of having to marry someone who’s blatantly after his money.

At the event, Aecha calls herself a simpleton because she threw herself into this marriage for her family despite her sense of self-preservation.

When Jumin squeezed Aecha’s hand in the park, it wasn’t a scolding. He was trying to signal “I’m here.”

It’s not mentioned in the fic, but Jumin personally picks out the daylilies for her, not his assistant. He doesn’t know she likes irises because he respects her privacy and never goes into her study.

Years of familiarity translate to them subconsciously caring for each other’s quirk without noticing: Jumin setting up the picnic because he knows kneeling on the grass squicks Aecha out, Aecha straightening Jumin’s tie on the rack because he doesn’t like things crooked...

The toothbrush scene isn’t just a comic relief. I wanted to show a domestic moment and what they could’ve had if they’d started on the right foot.

Aecha’s fingers are a small allusion to her downspiral. In the second scene, the fingernails glisten, but by the penultimate and last scenes, she makes them bleed.

Why an OC? Simple. Writer wrote about 2 women, writer backed herself into a corner because she had a hard time referring to who as who, main woman got a name and developed personality. Aecha means good daughter in Korean. I love dooming her from the start.

When I couldn’t decide whether to develop Aecha into a full villain or give her some redeeming qualities, my friend told me it’d be more interesting if she’s morally grey. That stuck with me. At the end, they’re just a married couple who are trying to survive this lifelong prison they’d put themselves in.

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sometimes i feel like recognizing myself as trans and coming out as nonbinary early in life (mid teenage years) kind of interfered with my development and pursuit of other interests, by taking up my time and energy and by alienating me from my peers and society. what if instead of coming out and socially transitioning and going on HRT i had been swimming and doing internships? what if instead of talking with my trans friends about gender stuff i had been talking with a more general-population social network about film and politics?

i tend to forget-deny-push to the back of my mind how out of place i felt as a “girl” and how strange it felt not to have gone through androgenic puberty. in part it’s because it’s been a while - i started coming out some 12 years ago and started HRT six years ago. i’ve been in a body+presentation that i feel comfortable with and feel gets me read with adequate accuracy for four years, maybe a bit less - it took eight years, huh. damn.

one of the main ways i experience(d) [conflict between my gender-related desires and my material reality] is the sense “that can’t possibly be right” - yes that is the body i see before me but it isn’t really me, not forever, it’s going to change, people don’t really see me that way that they say they do and that they logically would. sometimes someways i’ve been very self-recognizing, straightforward, active, and open about my desires. sometimes someways i’ve ignored my desires, material reality, or both, either just in my own head or by avoiding things that would cause them to come into focus.

i think every hypothetical year of me not coming to transness would have become more confusing and dissonant (a world where i would have been expected to grow up into a woman and then to be one) and i would have done less, not more. on the one hand, the world where i didn’t come to transness is a world where everything i find valuable about trans theory, history, and community is simply unknown to me, because it is the world where my interest in transness was never realized. on the other hand, it is the world where everything else i find valuable is also less accessible to me: a world where i don’t like my body very much and don’t like people to see it for reasons i struggle to articulate and where i become distressed beyond rationality to hear my voice through a microphone, consequently a world where i could never make it through a season of choir rehearsals or a semester of dance class without freaking the fuck out, if i would ever even try. i wouldn’t have been swimming at 21 because i would still have felt uncomfortable in locker rooms and swimsuits even without identifying as trans, and i wouldn’t be swimming at 27 because i wouldn’t have fixed the problem.

it’s a world where sexual and romantic relationships are a source of endless alienation and uncertainty for me, where i know i’m bisexual but being in relationships with men is weird and bad no matter how attracted i am to them or how nice they are because i hate being a woman with a man and being in relationships with women is almost worse because it’s supposed to be perfect and healing but i hate it instead. consequently, a world where i’m alienated from the queer community but no more at home among straight people. it’s a world where many of the most vibrant and sustaining relationships in my life never happened because i’m just not in contact with those kinds of people. it’s a world where i feel like i never quite understand or relate to people and they never quite understand or relate to me and i don’t know how to name the distance. i don’t know what’s wrong. “i’m built different. like incorrectly i think.”

i think if i had never come to transness i wouldn’t feel like a person.

[mysteriawrites]

We Interupt your regularly scheduled program for.......A MATCHUP TRADE WITH: @lxmiko!!!!!!

Thx for doing this with me. This was actually an easy one and I think you’ll be happy with it. ;) DRUMROLL PLEASE!!!

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SHU YAMINO!!!

this gif is hilarious-

You and Shu are honestly a match made in haven type of couple. You like the same things, have similar temperaments, and are great at leading and taking care of your friends.

You and Shu actually met on YouTube. you guys were both starting your streaming careers; however, he was doing it with Nijisanji and you were working on your own.

Like him you were also a mythical creature. You were a siren (the bird kind not the mermaid kind) a being known for luring others with your beautiful voice.

However, despite enjoying your family and friends and wanting to be around them, you didn’t want to use your abilities for darkness like they did. You wanted to share your voice to make people happy instead.

So, you became an indie streamer/music artist, using your voice and personality to spread joy to others. You would record covers, hand cams where you build Legos, and stream games. Games like visual novel play throughs, puzzle games, indie games and fps games.

Which is how you met Shu Yamino.

There was a Valorant competition was being held among the vtuber community. All the corporate and indies were welcomed to join. You weren’t particularly confident in your skills, but you decided to join anyway for fun.

The teams were randomized in groups of five and you just happened to end up on a team with Shu. Now you don’t live under a rock, you knew who Shu was and knew he was a beast at the game. You actually looked up to him, not just for his fps skills but for his singing voice as well.

As to make sure you made your teammates proud, you decided to have a Valorant training arc and asked you teammates and friends to play with you as often as possible.

Of course, they were happy to help, but Shu was the one who offered to help most often given it was one of if not his favorite game. Through these training sessions you guys got to know each other properly.

You would talk about anything and everything. You guys talked about your favorite foods, your favorite hobbies, your favorite games (he was happy you like Valorant like he did and asked if you guys could keep playing after the tournament), likes, dislikes, hopes, dreams, and much more. You guys even decided to do a cover together (Cendrillion)

You guys got really close during the passing weeks to the point where you guys could consider yourself real friends, and maybe even more you both hoped.

The tournament came and went (you guys won obviously), and he expressed his desire to keep hanging out with you...in a more romantic fashion (he was a very red and flustered Shu when he was asking you, but you didn't hear that from me).

And that's how you two got together. It may seem simple; however, your relationship is anything but. You see Shu is more of a soft and quiet romantic. It is very hard to fluster this man, but you do it without even trying. So, he expresses his love more with gestures than with words.

He gives you gifts, takes you out to fun/fancy places, gives you lots of hugs and kisses, but most importantly he's always giving you love, patients, and reassurance. He's always there to lend an ear when you've worked yourself up and give you a hug when you're having an anxiety attack. You don't even have to tell him how you feel because he's such an observant person.

You show your love for in your own equal way. You give him advice, you entertain his silliness, and you remind him to take care of himself. Shu is the reliable and capable mom friend, so it's to be expected that he sometimes forgets to take care of himself. You're there to remind him to take breaks and to focus on himself every once in a while.

Dates with you guys usually just involve staying home and playing video games (we all know this man doesn't touch grass), but sometimes you two will take nice walks in the park, eating ice cream and petting all the dogs.

A very talented and cute gamer couple.

[just-me-and-the-toaster]

28, 37, 54

28. what do they tell people they want? what do they actually want?

Audrey tells people that she wants whatever it is they want in her round-about way that makes it seem like she wanted what they wanted all along. She's sort of lost her own sense of what she wants, and everything that she does know she wants seems to only be in the realm of fantasies and daydreams. Deep down she wants to have her own expectations for herself, not the ones that are superimposed on her. She wants to break free of all the molds people put her in and become her own person. She wants to be into control of her person and what's conformity and predictability in her life.

37. what’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?

This is a situation that I've been thinking about more, and the complexity of Audrey and Orin's relationship, especially if you go past the superficial development of the characters in the movie and whatnot (which is fun and all, but sometimes diving a little deeper is also fun). There's very little time between Orin's "disappearance" and when her and Seymour get together, so I don't think she really let herself process her thoughts and feelings about how it ended, and if you hop onto the Jason AU (which thank you for that @scrivellc) that's a whole other can of worms...We know Audrey's got a big heart and I don't see her as one to be totally okay with death as the solution. I think she would also have...thoughts...about it being Seymour who did it. And of course, she has no desire to return to that relationship and is still just as afraid of Orin, she just hasn't let herself properly let go of and process all of that mess, instead choosing to just stuff it away. All this to say, I don't think she shares much of this with Seymour...

54. What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

She'll most often go the fawn route, trying to stretch herself to appease everyone anytime there's any sort of conflict. She struggles standing up for herself and is easily taken advantage off. She tries so hard to take care of everyone around her that she quickly forgets to also take care of herself. She bites her tongue, not wanting to aggravate a situation by expressing how she feels. She also doesn't enforce her boundaries very well. In some situations, especially the ones where she doesn't have any chance of changing through flattery and cooperation, she'll choose to freeze by dissociating...she'll slip away into a daydream far more pleasant than whatever current situation she's in.

[gonemechaniic]

Mobile friendly rules...

BASIC ETIQUETTE .

DON’T BE A DICK! Racism, Homophobia, Transphobia, Sexism, Xenophobia; discrimination of any kind will not be tolerated. Don’t come at me, or any of my followers/friends with that hot garbage.

SELECTIVITY .

I will only interact with mutual followers. This mostly goes for IC memes unless tagged otherwise. I do not follow for a follow. It’s nothing personal and intended for my own comfort, to keep me from feeling overwhelmed or if I can’t really see how our muses would interact in the long term. Other reasons deal with not having a tagging system, no rules or muse info present, formatting style or lack thereof; i.e. not cutting posts or more OOC than IC. While I am open to plotting and talking to non-mutual followers in order to start something new, please do not consistently come at me if I'm not interested.

In regards to unfollowing/soft blocking people, I usually filter through blogs that have been inactive for at least 5-6 months unless I personally know them and the general nostalgia factor has a vice like grip on me x3 and I'll try to keep to a 7 day grace period to following anyone back... but don't hold me to that cause I am forgetful AF.

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GENERAL DYNAMICS .

I can be an impulsive & adaptive kind of writer at times. If nothing is plotted beforehand I'm prone to just wing it and see how it plays out. I’m also keen to follow my partner’s writing length and /or format should the desire arise for thread aesthetic goodness.

I like plotting pre-established relationships/connections. I find it to be a pretty nice immersion factor to basic intro threads/meme interactions.

I will not play favorites with any particular character(s). I may have main baes I feel more at ease freely interacting with and replying to. My character exclusivity is only placed upon romantic ships when it is asked of me.

SHIPPING .

This is a multi-ship blog. Every relationship takes place inside its own verse unless plotted otherwise, i.e; poly-ships. I love shipping! I love talking about possible ships. I love the planning and meme slinging. As much as I enjoy it, that is NOT an ultimate goal with my muse. I also like to get to know my potential ship partner as well beforehand. 

Do NOT follow/interact with me if you’re just trying to ship with my muse!

Shipping requires chemistry. I know Cindy is a super cute, bubbly sunshine gal who everyone wants to smooch (okokok maybe not everyone). But if it’s not there, it’s not there. Please do not force anything on me or my muse.

This doesn’t even have to pertain to romantic ships at all. Platonic, family, rival/hateships or unrequited feelings are all welcomed interactions as well. Also any shippy/nsfw memes sent w/o prior IC interaction or OOC conversation first will be treated as purely platonic or disregarded entirely.

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I’m fine with n/sf/w stuff ( horror/gore ) I have no problem writing spicy situations, but it will not be a predominant focus on this blog. Overall it’s not a major concern to me. If you wanna take it to disco, skip it all together/fade to black then that’s cool. 

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I am married to the military, i.e, we move around a bit or have random stuff going down. I have job/home stuff to deal with. I have a life outside RP. In other words; this blog may run off a queue but mainly: I. AM. S L O W. Feel free to remind or notify me if you think tumbles fvcked something up like it do be sometimes, but don’t hound me for interactions.

DMs are open for plotting. Disco is open to mutuals who ask for it, or I might randomly post it. Cindy is on Wire @/topmechanic. Just please keep in mind that I'm a pretty awkward and shy person, even if I’ve known you for a time. I don't always initiate conversations and my anxiety/intrusive thoughts tend to make things worse. It’s something I’m trying to break the habit of but, if I happen to go silent for a while, and this is gonna sound tacky, but it’s not you, it’s me.

aaaaaaaye congrats for making it this far! Here are your complimentary smooches and head pats. Stay awesome, my friends 💛💛

[corpseaten]

oh you actually responded how sweet of you! i thought i was a bit too long in my message! i seriously think you deserved so much better. i cannot believe such a horrible thing has happened to you multiple times before. it is disappointing and so disgusting about how many people on yanblr are fake.

i do understand the appeal of romatising yandere behaviour as i do it myself.. but the difference is i am an actual mentally ill irl yandere. i do not understand those type of people, if you want to just role play- just say so? it is so much better than deceiving others. there are also disgusting people on yanblr who just want a mentally ill person to fawn over them. sigh. it honestly makes me sick, especially to those like me, you and probably some of your anons- who fall in love easily because our brains desire comfort. it makes me so mad!!

please never forget that you deserve better!! pesky flies will always hang around but remember that those who really want and desire you will always be around. never settle for anyone who won’t make the same sacrifices you can little flower. also! we are actually mutuals! we have chatted a couple times in dm and often interact with each other’s posts! just know i’m always so proud of you!

- 🌻

I do respond to all anonymous messages on here, as I know it can be a little scary to first send them, so, i appreciate them all. You weren’t too long, It was nice getting something longer in here. Thank you, it would be nice if someone would treat me the way I treat others, alas, it hasn’t happened yet. I’m just trying to hold my hopes that perhaps it will not again, even though it likely will. Truly, I wish fakers would all die, they have no place on here and are genuinely awful.

I also do it, though, I believe it’s okay when you’re actually a yandere yourself, if you see your own behaviour as romantic, then, i think it’s okay to see others with the same light, but for people who do not identify as yanderes and don’t have such awful, horrible feelings to do the same, it just makes me feel like i am just a desirable object and not a person. Irl darlings will be the death of me i swear. Why do you want a mentally ill person to love you so much it drives them crazy if you are. not going to return the feeling back because you are incapable of feeling so deeply. Why do you get to be that entitled? You don’t deserve any of us.

Ah, I will try to not, I cannot promise though, the second I start to like someone, I’m too weak to hold back, unless they do something so horrible I have an intense split, which, has happened sometimes. I do not think there are any who want, nor desire me, or if that is the case, they have not made it know, so it is a little hard to stay positive, but, thank you for your kindness nonetheless. It would be nice if someone were to actually make sacrifices the way I do, but, again, that is more of a fantasy for me more than anything, me and that sort of person, are not destined to meet, I believe, I am just unlucky! Oh really? I feel like I have a guess of who you are, but, I won’t say it. Thank you for being proud of me sunflower.

[raad-123]

10 Ingredients In The Recipe For A Great Relationship

Here are 10 ingredients we need in the great relationship recipe:

1. Attraction.

We can say that looks don’t really matter all we want, but the honest truth is that physical attraction to your partner is an essential ingredient for a happy relationship.

Everyone is attracted to different things in different ways. The key is finding someone who fits what you want and has an equally strong attraction towards you.

Forget about societal descriptions of beauty — be honest with yourself and find a man or woman who makes your heart skip a beat or two every time you think about them or see them.

2. Affection.

"I believe that part of entering a relationship is accepting the responsibility to make our significant other feel wanted and loved."

People show affection towards their partner in all different ways, and some have a hard time showing it at all.

Whether it be simple hand holding, a random hug here and there, or verbally expressing your feelings, being affectionate is really one of the key things that distinguishes a relationship from a friendship, and it’s important not to let it fade.

3. Appreciation.

To round out the “3 A’s” is appreciation. Regardless of how amazing, romantic, or thoughtful someone is — if too much time goes by where they don’t feel like their efforts are appreciated, they are bound to slow down, stop, and maybe even make the decision to leave and find someone who truly values them.

Every healthy relationship I am aware of consists of two people who not only appreciate what their significant other does, but also who their significant other is.

4. Trust.

Add an extra cup or two of trust into this recipe — because without it, the other ingredients have an exponentially harder time sticking together. They won’t congeal. Things easily fall apart when you are concerned about what he or she is doing when you’re not together.

"Trust in a relationship is like an eraser on a pencil — it gets smaller and smaller after every mistake."

5. Honesty.

Honesty and trust tend to mix well together in this recipe, and adding extra of both is recommended. Without honesty, you won’t create trust. Being open and straightforward with your significant other is the backbone of keeping confidence and security between you in your relationship.

Even one lie is enough to make someone question their trust in you. It raises uncertainty about what you’ve said in the past, and what you’ll say in the future.

If they can’t trust you to be honest about the small things, how can they trust you to be honest about the bigger things?

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6. Consistency.

Consistency is not just about the texture of the meal— it’s also an important part of a healthy relationship.

Being inconsistent makes it difficult for someone to know what they’re really getting and who they’re really dating.

Consistency breeds trust because you know what, and who, you’re waking up to every morning. It shows you can count on them to be there for you, and not need to question their loyalty or commitment.

7. Effort.

Add two servings of effort to this recipe — one from each side of the relationship.

"A great relationship is not about give and take, it’s about give and give."

You’ll know you’ve found the right partner when they put in just as much effort into the relationship as you do. It’s not a sometimes thing, it’s an all the time thing.

Relationships aren’t a part time gig, you’re either in — or you’re out. If you don’t add enough effort to this recipe, things will become stale and bland over time. Who likes that? Nobody, that’s who.

Mix effort with consistently for best results.

8. Respect.

Respect is the bowl that you mix all of these ingredients together in. Without the bowl, everything else just falls all over the floor and becomes one big mess.

9. Spontaneity.

Spontaneity adds spice to the recipe — use as much as you desire.

10. Love.

What is this recipe without love? We can have many of these ingredients with someone we really like or get along with famously, but if we want something that has real potential to last in the long term — there needs to be real, genuine love between partners.

No more wondering what’s for dinner — this is a recipe that both partners in a relationship can agree on, love the taste of, and enjoy every day.

It’s healthy, and never gets old — just make sure you don’t spill out the important ingredients.

..................................Love Never Fails. Read More.......................................

[lets-talk-spirituality]

Hi, I hope your day is going well! No rush or pressure to answer this if you don’t feel like it, as I highly appreciate the readings you do on a daily basis. I can tell you have a lot of wisdom and I like seeing your takes/opinions on current world events (and even other anons readings.) you always have gems of advice in everything you write. I know you get a lot of soulmate questions, but I’m just curious if you can channel a general message from my spirit guides, regardless of if it’s romance related or not? Thank you, again 😄

Aww stahpppp thank you so much for saying that. A part of me is so insecure that I’m too harsh with people. But like. That’s what comes through and I try my best to just channel directly. I’ve had an attitude problem my whole life so thanks so much for saying you think my writing has gems of wisdom. Just very kind.

Okay I’m gonna see what comes up!

Spirit

We want you to look out your window, right now. Bask in the beauty of this world. We know you’ve forgotten. It’s so easy to forget when the stress of the world crashes around you—bills, unloved (unlived is what I wrote but unloved fits too) dreams, unfulfilled hopes— it takes a toil on the psyche. We don’t envy the stress of humanity, dear one, but we encourage you to radically chase that spark of life you’ve lost. Stop beating yourself up about losing it! No one likes being alive all the time. It’s easy to forget the beauty, especially in the winter. But we want you to love the little things, a baby’s smile, a sweet exchange between lovers, let the magic of everyday come to you

Soulmate

I want to say something too! Hello my love. It’s almost Valentines Day. Did you know I celebrate you every year? I put out all my wishes for my true love, buy roses and chocolates and manifest you to be with me. Yeah yeah I know a bit of magic (magic man by Heart coming up). I just wanted to pop in so you remember you are loved, by many you know and don’t. But most by me ;) (this is a romantic soulmate and they came through spirits reading, I felt like a warmth and just a pure loving energy from them towards you right before they came in, very insistent with their knocking, not sure if you’re feeling down or unloved or something but they needed you to know how much they love and want you, very cute energy, very sweet)

Card Pull— Oracles of the Fairies 🧚‍♀️

I jokingly told the universe I wanted them to throw them at me and they did. I usually don’t keep this many but your energy is so kind I just felt like keeping it.

Precious Time— the Fairy of Time wants you to experience every moment fully and to make the most of your precious time. Be mindful not to waste others time either.

Aww nonniekins this just confirms what I wrote above. I feel deeply you’ve been struggling with something that has you down on life, maybe you’re just tired after years of hardship. You are so loved, by earth itself too. Sometimes your presence is enough to light up a room. I love you! You just got find the glitter again :)

New Beginnings— This fairy godmother heralds the joyous news of a new baby— or the birth of a cherished idea. Protect and nurture your ideas as you would a baby.

Are you pursuing something that doesn’t feel like it’s fruiting or like you’re in this labor that won’t ever end? I think you may want to look at where you can make some shifts that can help. Maybe even just shifting your own energy, trying doing new things to help you approach things with a new perspective and also to bring in a new beginning. Something wants to be birthed through you, but remember to respect that it is own entities with it’s own desires. Talk to it to see what it wants to become.

Journey— it’s time to prepare for a journey! It may be impromptu or unplanned—either way, make sure you’re ready when the time comes. Pack your passport now!

Lol. All this goes together so well. I was gonna say get a passport. Also this card has a giant rabbit on it and we are in the year of the rabbit so it feels Ike this new journey will come this year. I’m feeling that you shifting to appreciating your life creates a new beginning that leads to this journey. Exciting!

Go Outside— Its time to go outside! Tune into the powerful peace of nature, wherever you are, and feel at one with your habit.

Love the seasons, there is beauty even in death, love in destruction. Find your way back to love!

Hope this helps! Would love to know if this resonates. So much love to you 💕💖

[astroismypassion]

Astrology observations🎄🎄🎄

Credit goes to my blog @astroismypassion

🎄🎄Libra Juno or Juno in the 7th house from what I gather loves the IDEA of starting a business with a partner. They have this cerebral quality to them and they love when romantic love mixes with business partnership.

🎄🎄I still haven’t come with a conclusion as to why, but I honestly noticed a pattern with Scorpio Juno people. They showcase multiple additions, it might be alcohol abuse, drugs, smoking, porn. Or sometimes if it’s not as heavy, it’s just having multiple obsessions at once (just music or books, cars, old films, travelling). And they are really not as partner focused lol. I don’t know who said that they are so jealous, territorial and possessive. They seem rather self sufficient and independent. Rarely I saw them actually jealous. They have a partner almost because it “adds value” to them. That they are seen as more attractive, desired, stable or somewhat respected by the society. I’ve seen these people being jealous of other people’s (sexual) relationship though. Because they feel like they are missing out.

🎄🎄Libra Juno natives don’t play around. Yes, they will love you a lot and often put you and your needs first in the relationship. HOWEVER, their love is very much CONDITIONED. If you don’t reciprocate any time soon, they will exit themselves out. I warned you, they are patient, but don’t tolerate bullshit.

🎄🎄From what I’ve seen a lot of Cancer placements or even Cancer Stelliums can be aromantic. Especially those that also have Capricorn/Aquarius/Pisces placements and especially Aquarius/Capricorn Vesta or Juno. Those can be prone to have a low libido the most.

🎄🎄Gemini Juno/Juno in the 3rd house native often threat their spouse/long term partner with leaving them. However, it’s often an empty threat. Because they are so focused on communication in the relationship, that they feel this verbal ultimatum is enough. These are the types to think “we can talk it out”, “if I just TALK to them and CONVINCE them…”😂 You guys really think that words can keep someone staying. And often forget about actions.

🎄🎄 Mercury rx make sentences in such a unique way! They will often use double that that, a lot of words that start with the same letter in the same sentence (So this shopping spree is spectacular and…). Or they will just continue from your final sentence on (you say for example: “and I thought watching the series was fine.” And Mercury rx native says:”Which was not.” They almost want to continue or finish your sentence. They use a lot of “empty words” and onomatopoeias and always start the sentence with: “Oof, Ahh, Ohh, Mhm, Umm, O, Wait, Really”😂 They love emphasising words that don’t mean anything for emotional statements. This is how they show their thought process. Or they use a lot of sound words, for example: “And I was just sitting on the chair and something inside the computer kept going “tsk, tsk, tsk”. They often would repeat the sound. 😅😂 Guys, I’m not gonna lie, you’re too precious for this world.

🎄🎄Can someone with Libra Ceres or Ceres in the 7th house comment on this and if it’s true and what’s up with this??: but you guys out of all Libra Venus, Libra Sun, Libra Mars people, really often say things you don’t really mean. You often wholeheartedly compliment people despite not believing a word of your statement.

🎄🎄The archetype of Libra is: “Tell me want you want/like/desire and I’ll tell you who I am and what I need from you.”

🎄🎄On the contrary with Leo Moons/Moon in the 5th house being overly dramatic. They actually haven’t received enough attention from their mother in childhood. It’s true, that’s why the crave it so much now. This placement does not mean that you got all the attention out of your siblings when you were younger or that you were the favourite child.

🎄🎄I don’t know since when Aries Juno is the sign that will never marry? Literally that’s more Capricorn/Saturn Juno territory or Pisces/in the 12th house Juno. But Aries? They might actually NEED a partner in order to TAKE ACTION and pursue the topics of the house their Mars is in. They might be lazy, passive, but as soon as they commit to someone, they become ambitious, bold and an entrepreneur😂. Or suddenly they go on a diet and start working out more. Or suddenly they want to go on a lot of hikes. The call to take action and be dynamic stems from the need to defend their loved one, so they take action and make things happen.

🎄🎄Aquarius Juno natives: your partner will DISLIKE when you ditch them for your friends and for spending quite some time with them. 😅

🎄🎄Gemini Lilith/Lilith in the 3rd house see themselves as more superior, because they read books, are educated, use smart words. They are so focused on appearing cultured and civilised that they only accept verbal fights. The type to not fight with fists, but word exchanges. They will try their best to find the best word to offend you and hurt you here hurts the most. Anything else is really “beneath them”.

🎄🎄 If you have Pisces Juno, you will often make feel your partner/spouse neglected or like you are forgetting about them.

🎄🎄I don’t know what it is with Aries Mars and loving a good knife. 😂 They have this appreciation of knives.

🎄🎄I think the person you will most willing really want to marry has Juno in your 10th house/conjunct MC! I think it mist be that you see them as part of your future✨. It’s a bonus if you both have Juno in each other’s 10th house in synastry.

🎄🎄You might also pick a partner for your marriage spouse that matches your North Node. For example: you are Scorpio North Node and your spouse has Scorpio Juno.

🎄🎄Don’t get too happy too quickly that with North Node in the 7th house transit/in Solar Return chart you will meet a long term partner. More often, this indicates coming in contact with people vastly different from you (different upbringing, education, even status, different habits, lifestyle, opinions, music taste). And they lesson for you is to learn how to compromise and find the middle ground. At this time you might also date someone just for the sake of their attractive appearance, brilliant mind or because they have a lot of attention/success. It’s more superficial, unless it’s grounded by Saturn or something else.

🎄🎄If you have Gemini Juno, your partner will travel A LOT or be often out of town. Also, you two might talk a lot about each other’s coworkers since you might be in the same profession/professional field or just have mutual coworkers that you both know. You will gossip about their business a lot😹.

🎄🎄 Gemini Moons will often confuse you. And you’ll be thinking they didn’t hear you well or that you need to repeat it once more, because they forgot. They most likely DIDN’T and they just want more time to think about which direction the conversation will be headed. This is honestly how they gain more time to think things through.

🎄🎄 You might not really think about marriage much (or at all), but you meet a person and you two have Libra Ascendant in the Composite chart and BOOM💥. Now you start thinking about marriage and want to become a wifey. 😂

🎄🎄 Mars in the 10th house people aren’t always that ambitious in their career. They just really like having a social media presence and are constantly glued on their phone or spend a lot of time on social media. They might have quite a following though.

Credit goes to my blog @astroismypassion