#I've been seeing a lot of people say he's not good looking

[lemon-zesttt]

Hi I have ask but before I ask can I just say. I WANT TO NOM YOUR ELLIOTT!!!!! Ok now that thats done my question. Are you going to continue the S,H.E night out comic? Me and my best friend really enjoyed the parts you have done and would love to see more

LMAO THANK YOU!! He is very nom-able indeed 😌 and of course!! I've always planned to finish the comic cause I can't in my good conscience abandon it. It was my very first post here, the sole reason this whole blog exists, so it's very special to me 🫶

Incessant rambling incoming!!! But I guess throughout the year, my weird, silly brain plummeted my self-esteem for some reason. With how disastrously long the gap was between each part upload, I was convinced people would've lost their interest or even forgotten about it. I also feel like a lot of people who followed me for the comic specifically are no longer active in the SDV fandom, it has been almost three years since the first post after all. So it came as a pleasant surprise to me that someone still looked forward to it!! This actually gave me the push to start working on it again, so thank you!!! To you and your bsf, this means so much to me!! 😭💛

[diagonal-queen]

im basically back so i'm doing this even though nobody will read it lol (i dont even blame you because look at all that TEXT)

Do you have a good relationship with your parents? not really i guess? it's complicated so imma just say nah

Who did you last say “I love you” to? i think to my dog lol

Do you regret anything? i regret writing rpf as a kid 💀 i also regret smacking my little brother's butt to discipline him as a kid. it goes against my stance of 'don't hit children' that i have today and i do feel real bad about it, i just emulated the parenting techniques i knew at that age.

Are you insecure? HELLA lmao

What is your relationship status? single as FUCK boiiiiiiiiiii

How do you want to die? peacefully and in my sleep with my puppies laying next to me

What did you last eat? right now i'm eating crackers

Played any sports? used to be a bit of a discus prodigy as a kid, and was also not a half-bad sprinter. i danced from 2-12 as well and also enjoyed chess. nowadays i don't play any sports

Do you bite your nails? i do on occasion but i try not to

When was your last physical fight? i've never been in one. maybe with my sister when we were kids? idk

Do you like someone? kind of? if that makes sense

Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? no. but i've tried for sure lol

Do you hate anyone at the moment? yeah, but by now it's a dormant hate that just lingers

Do you miss someone? is it possible to miss someone you haven't met irl before?

Have any pets? two doggos!

How exactly are you feeling at the moment? neutral, but like a 6/10

Ever made out in the bathroom? i mean a lot of people pee in the woods right so technically yeah

Are you scared of spiders? i'm desensitised mostly, like if i see one i won't kill it (unless i KNOW it's dangerous). if the spider is on me it's a different story

Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? i literally always think about this lol. there's so much i wish i could change but at the same time, even though i don't like myself, i don't think i deserve to be put through all that again

Where was the last place you snogged someone? the gay bar

What are your plans for this weekend? moving lol

Do you want to have kids? How many? i would usually say 'i'm 20 i'm too young to consider it yet' but one of my classmates from highschool has a baby already so i don't know man T-T

Do you have piercings? How many? just on my ears

What is/are/were your best subject(s)? english and legal studies in highschool, and psychology now.

Do you miss anyone from your past? i reminisce but don't miss

What are you craving right now? a warm brownie would be great

Have you ever broken someone’s heart? HE said i did, i don't believe him, but even if i did he deserved it (trust me on this one. he deserved it.)

Have you ever been cheated on? not that i'm aware of, but i wouldn't be surprised if i was

Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? not that i'm aware of. i hope not??

What’s irritating you right now? the heat. i'm not having a hot girl summer at all T-T

Does somebody love you? i hope so

What is your favourite color? i like baby and dusty pink. and lilac

Do you have trust issues? i'm pretty sure

Who/what was your last dream about? last night i dreamt that i was in a relationship with pt4 jotaro. he was quiet, gentle and loving. this is weird because i am female

Who was the last person you cried in front of? i think my mother? if not then probably my bestie

Do you give out second chances too easily? yes, sadly

Is it easier to forgive or forget? it's hard for me to forgive someone if they don't at least apologise. so i guess forget

Is this year the best year of your life? it's february, but like hopefully yeah!

How old were you when you had your first kiss? sweet 16

Have you ever walked outside completely naked? no T-T

Favourite food? fried chicken, one specific chocolate cake, yellow nectarines and sushi

Do you believe everything happens for a reason? not in the way others do

What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? watched scott cramer

Is cheating ever okay? usually i'd say no. but there are rare instances where i reckon it's not necessarily a bad thing (as bad as that might sound)

Are you mean? i don't think so

How many people have you fist fought? none?? T-T

Do you believe in true love? yes

Favourite weather? dark and overcast (not raining), cool but not cold

Do you like the snow? i've only been in snow once and it was a good time. but i got ice in my eye during a snowball fight and it scarred me a little bit

Do you wanna get married? for sure i do! i know most people think of marriage culture as outdated and heteronormative (which i fully understand) but i do want to be a bride one day. i'd love that

Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? hm...when a girl does it i don't mind but when a boy does it it feels a little icky IM SORRY </3

What makes you happy? clowns, stuffed toys, colourful soap, poofy sleeves, tbh i'm really a six year old at heart and a lot of things make me happy

Would you change your name? okay so i wouldn't legally change my first name (i don't often like when people besides my family use it, but it's rare and pretty so i wanna keep it), but i would like to make Dia my legal alias that would be so sick. i would for sure change my last name though that shit boring asf

Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? no. i'd kiss her again she was nice

Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? i'd marry and adopt kittens with you @jesterph0bic

Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? refer to question 55

Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? my brother (hbd btw)

Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? my sister

Do you believe in soulmates? yes but not in the traditional way

Is there anyone you would die for? yes

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[ledesaid]

William (Billy) Joseph Batson Constantine?

12 years ago, John Constantine offered his genetics with the intention of serving others while putting his own interests first (he was a donor at a fertility clinic) and forgot about it.

Indeed, he also forgot when he pawned his firstborn in some pagan ritual to save his own neck...

Once and...

Again...

Oh, heavens! A fifth time?

Can someone stop this man?

Call it luck or chance, but his sample was used only once. An American couple turned to a fertility clinic and, by chance, their firstborn was born.

Yes, that firstborn.

William Joseph Batson always wondered why all sorts of bad things happened to him. From the premature death of his pet fish, to the variety of monsters that started living under his bed, and culminating with his inability to look at himself in a mirror. That didn't deprive him of his parents' love, fortunately, at least until a demon took them when he was seven.

Everyone believes they died, Billy doesn't... He remembers they were dragged to what that monstrous creature called hell... Billy searched how to get there on Google Maps.

He is absorbed by the system for the next two years, he is nine when he starts looking for answers on his own.

He's not starting from scratch, he still remembers what the demon said that night...

"The time has come, spawn of John Constantine."

The Internet told him what "spawn" meant, but there seem to be no traces of this Constantine except for an anonymous complaint, on an occultism forum, about his poor services and his "charming" personality.

An informational seed.

He starts with local fortune-tellers' houses, all charlatans... Continues with people from questionable cults and escapes before becoming the main dish.

Other terms appear along the way: alcoholic and gambler.

He's eleven years old when his tour around the country takes him to a show by a certain Zatanna. He does the usual routine... Sneaks into her dressing room and waits...

He's already an expert at waiting.

Billy: John Constantine. He's harder to find than cockroaches. I've been looking for him for three years... They say he's my father... Do you know him?

Finally, for the first time in three years, he finds someone who knows him and has his number. It only took two more cities, of stalking the magician, for her to call that man...

That man... The one responsible for everything.

But when he sees him, his stomach churns as he notices their clear resemblance. Billy looked a lot like his mother, but the handful of the man's genes was evident.

He doesn't scream when a portal appears in the dressing room. He's seen worse and smellier ones.

John: Hello, love, is everything alright? You don't usually call first... I brought a good bottle of...

And the man also realized. Of course, he did, he knows... whispers his tortuous mind.

Billy: Finally, you are John Constantine...

John: And you must be the reason why my firstborn trick stopped working.

Billy gets angry and lunges at the Englishman. With one knee on the blond's stomach, he takes advantage and grabs him by the collar of his trench coat. He shakes him violently and shouts all he's been holding back for so long.

Billy: I've met at least five principalities, I've been chased by things I still can't comprehend, and they took my parents when I was seven... You're going to fix this now!

Billy starts to sob as he steps away from the man and leans against the dressing room door.

John: Would you believe me if I said I'm sorry?

He's not sincere, Billy knows it and also knows that his voice is nothing more than a sign of his defeated certainty.

Billy: No, you are everything they said you were...

[httpwintersoldier]

『 the intern | b. barnes x reader 』

pairing: sub!bucky barnes x afab!reader words: *peter griffin voice* who the Hell cares summary: hiring yourself an assistant turned out to be a good choice... a pleasurable one, even.

cw: voyeurism (consented), exhibitionism, bdsm

"If you send one more of these boys up to my office I will kill you and the boy. I don't need an assistant." You complained to your colleague, whom you ran your firm with.

"Y/N, you've been drowning in work. If you had someone to organize your papers and take your calls then it'd all run a lot smoother." He insisted.

You stopped in your tracks and faced him with a sigh, holding the bridge of your nose between your index finger and your thumb.

"Let's say I do hire one of these interns you keep sending my way, will you stop pestering me?" You asked, tired of being visited by unknown people every hour of every day you spent in the office.

"Yes." Your co-worker responded simply.

"Fine!" You threw your arms in the air dramatically, giving in to your colleague's wishes "I will hire an assistant."

Just as you said those words, a lost-looking boy passed by the two of you. The male couldn't be more than twenty-two, he had big, icy, blue eyes, that searched the room anxiously. He was clearly lost and nervous, holding a paper that looked like a curriculum. You smirked to yourself.

"You, boy. What are you doing here?" You asked out loud, pointing in his direction.

The man in question nearly dropped the paper and the folder he carried at the mere sound of your voice. He cleared his throat and composed himself quickly, walking over to you as he did so.

"I'm uh, I'm Bucky- James, James Barnes ma'am, I'm looking for Ms. Y/L/N? I'm supposed to have an interview with her." He clarified, looking between you and your colleague.

"Are you now?" You asked, glancing at your coworker.

The younger man didn't understand what that was supposed to mean, he was clearly confused and he had no idea if the tone you had used was good or bad. His big eyes blinked in an adorably anxious manner.

"Is this your curriculum?" You questioned, hinting at the paper he had in his hands.

Bucky looked at his hand, as if he had forgotten what he was holding, and then nodded in response to your question.

"Well? May I see it?" You asked, uncrossing your arms and extending your hand.

The boy was clearly confused, as far as he knew you were a random employee in the

"This is Ms. Y/L/N." Your colleague mouthed at the boy.

His eyes went wide and his skin was drained of all colour, realizing he was in front of his (possibly) future boss. Without saying another word, the boy extended the document he held, and you took it, skimming through the information.

"Harvard graduate, did charity work, went to a million after-school clubs..." You enumerated, with a sigh, and looked at your coworker while waving the paper around "They're all the same, Jacob, I need something different, something creative and unusual."

You handed Bucky his curriculum, and the boy swallowed thickly - that couldn't be good.

"What makes you unusual? Why do you want to work here?" You questioned.

If the younger man was already nervous, that just made the nervousness double down. He didn't expect an impromptu interview! His mouth went dry and Bucky could feel a bead of sweat drip down from his temple.

"I uh- I've read a lot about the CEO- about you, I guess and-"

"And yet you didn't know what I looked like?" You questioned curiously, tilting your head slightly.

"I just thought you'd be..." By the time Bucky realized what he was saying as his defense, it was too late, both you and your other coworker were already expectantly looking at him, waiting to hear the rest "older?"

You tried suppressing your laugh but a chuckle escaped you.

"You're hired, kid." You said, finally.

"What? I am?" Bucky's eyes went large in the most adorable way, bringing a small smile to your lips.

The man felt like he could breathe again, it was as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders - Bucky was sure he had butchered everything, and he had no idea why you had made that decision, but he sure as Hell wouldn't question it.

"I want you here tomorrow half an hour sooner, at eight-thirty, so we can discuss your contract and your responsibilities. Be late and I'll find another big-eyed boy to replace you. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am! T-thank you!"

You turned around and walked towards the elevators, side by side with your partner, that looked over his shoulder, at the smiling boy, before chuckling and looking at you.

"You just hired him so you wouldn't have to actually interview anybody else, right?" He asked.

"Yep." You glanced over your shoulder as well "Plus, he doesn't seem like he will give me much trouble."

It was eight o' clock sharp when you turned the street towards your building, with a scarf around your neck, a big red faux-leather purse in one hand, and a hot latte in the other.

"What the Hell..." You muttered to yourself as you saw someone by the door of your building.

Was it a solicitor? Was it an annoyingly early meeting you had forgotten? Maybe a stalker...

As your heels clicked against the cement of the sidewalk and you got closer, the figure became clearer and clearer, and you were eventually able to make out who it was.

"Intern?"

You had said it loud enough for him to hear, apparently, as his head snapped in your direction.

"Good morning, ma'am!" He greeted politely.

"Call me boss, or Miss Y/N, ma'am makes it sound like I'm a grandma. How long have you been out here waiting?!" You questioned, as you got your card out of your bag and swiped it on the reader, opening the door of the building.

"Half an hour..." He admitted, following behind you "I didn't want to be late."

"I know you're trying to impress me, but don't do that. You do exactly what you are paid to do, no more, no less. You do it as best as you can, but if you overwork yourself or overdo what is already imposed on you, you're going to be opening doors to being exploited, and eventually you'll burn out."

Bucky pressed his lips together and nodded along, his eyes opening in shock as you gave him advice. His respect and admiration for you had risen to a new level, as you had chosen to give him useful advice instead of exploiting the situation.

"Don't be mistaken, I'm not being your friend. You are here to learn and I won't have someone leave my firm and make outsiders question our work ethic or our reputation." You finished.

You called the elevator and, when the doors opened, you both walked in. A red halo of light lit up around the number six as you pressed the button that took you to your office's floor.

"Remind me of your name again, Bucky, is it?" You asked as you looked in his direction, trying to remember what he had told you yesterday.

Bucky blushed deeply, embarrassed that he had introduced himself to his boss with his nickname.

"It's James, Miss, Bucky's my nickname." He explained, meeting your eyes and then instantly averting his gaze.

You nodded and took a sip of your hot drink as you thought about what he had just told you.

"How does one get 'Bucky' from the name 'James'?" You wondered out loud.

"It's from my middle name, Buchanan." The man cleared up, with a smile, clearly already feeling a little less nervous, after all of the small talk.

"Oh, isn't that cute."

The compliment sent his blood flowing everywhere. His cheeks were a deep shade of pink, and he lowered his head so it would be less visible.

A 'ding' echoed inside of the elevator and the doors opened once more, unveiling the floor that would be Bucky's daily terrain, but his eyes didn't even bother glancing around, as the chairs, computers and desks couldn't compare to the view right in front of him: your ass, perfectly shaped and tightly outline by your gray pencil skirt.

Bucky bit his bottom lip, and he swore he started salivating. Thankfully you didn't talk to him as you walked towards your office, because the man had been caught in a trance.

He was only brought back to reality when his body nearly slammed against yours. You unlocked the door that separated the rest of the floor from your office and walked around your desk, as you set your bag and your nearly empty drink on top of it. The male took a seat on the other side of the piece of furniture, stealing some not-so-subtle looks at your curves whenever he could.

"Here is your contract," you began, as you shuffled with some papers on one of your drawers and pulled out a document "it's pretty standard for an intern, there isn't a lot of wiggle room but we aren't completely intolerant to contractual changes, just bring it up to the legal department, as well as Human Resources."

Bucky swallowed dryly and shuffled in his seat as he took a peek at your cleavage when you slid the contract over to him. He could see the way your white bra hugged your breasts tightly, and for a second Bucky imagined what it'd be like if your undergarments were replaced by his hands.

"Your schedule is from 9AM to 5PM, you shouldn't need much training," You continued, not noticing how his gaze was fixated on your breasts "you will be just taking calls for me and organizing paperwork. Take everyone's messages and give them to me at the end of the day, if they say it's urgent you can bring it immediately. If anyone calls to schedule a meeting take down their name and I will call them myself, okay?"

The intern nodded along to what you said, trying to distract himself from the images of your body that plagued his mind.

"Well, that should be all, your desk is that one," you instructed, pointing at the place right outside of your office "get accustomed to it, you can bring whatever you want, some people bring pictures or whatever, but you have to keep it clean and organized at all times, this isn't a woodshop, it's an office. Got it?"

"Yes, boss." Bucky responded with a smile.

There was a feeling that creeped up within him, he had never met such a woman, one with such power, one that commanded such respect, be it due to her looks or personality - Bucky was instantly hooked.

The workload was immense, but it wasn't anything complicated, so Bucky dealt well with it.

Half of the work day had already passed when your colleague, Jacob, walked in your office, stealing a glance over at Bucky.

"Looks like he's doing well, you haven't eaten him alive yet?" The man joked, as he plopped some documents on your desk and sat on the chair across from you, crossing his legs as he did so.

Bucky pretended not to hear, but he obviously casually eavesdropped as he wouldn't miss a chance to hear your pretty voice talk about him.

"You know what? So far so good. He doesn't bother me and the amount of idiots that I have to deal with on the phone has decreased by a lot."

"Are you admitting that I... was right?" Jacob teased, dramatically placing a hand over his chest and letting his mouth hang open in pretend shock.

"I wish I could fire you, I really do."

The man stood up with a chuckle and fixed his tie, before walking towards the door.

"But you can't, I'll see you in today's meeting, Y/N."

You jokingly rolled your eyes at your business partner and waved him off.

"Bucky? Would you please come here?"

Your words, although they were a mere request, felt like an order. The male would follow whatever you said without questioning, like a puppy and its new owner, and if you asked him to do something, he would drop everything and obey you. As such, Bucky dropped the files in his hand and stumbled into your office.

"Yes, Miss?"

"I'm getting a very important call today, one I cannot miss, so if you see this number on the telephone's screen," you said, scribbling down a number you copied from your computer on a piece of paper and handing it to him "call me. If they happen to call me while I'm in this afternoon's meeting, take the call, tell them that I will be right over, and fetch me. Okay?"

"Yes, miss." Bucky responded and, as he grabbed the paper from you, his eyes couldn't help to take a perverted peek at your breasts.

You licked your lips and smirked as you noticed his eyes trailing down to your chest, before meeting your eyes once more. Bucky had been eyeing you ever since he arrived, so it was something he no longer noticed he did, but you noticed.

You squinted your eyes and looked at him - how long had he been eyeing you like that? Had he done that yesterday? This morning when you met? Were you so uninterested about the intern that you didn't realize he was eating you up with his eyes. You placed your elbow on your desk, and leaned your head against your hand as you took in the boy's image.

He had a nice build, broad shoulders, nice arms, and a tiny waist that was accentuated by the belt of his pants. His eyes, you had noticed, were a beautiful shade of blue, and they would have been intimidating, if it wasn't for the seemingly permanent nervousness and admiration he looked at you with.

You found yourself pressing your legs together and biting your bottom lip, imagining what other looks those eyes were capable of giving you, but, just then, Bucky's gaze met yours.

The intern obviously didn't know what you were thinking, but your dreamy eyes and the lip caught between your teeth made him blush. When you noticed this reaction, you were brought back to reality - what on Earth were you thinking, fantasizing about an intern?!

You shook your head and got back to work, still in disbelief over what had gone through your head. Thankfully, no longer than an hour later, Jacob called you for the meeting, releasing you from your sinful thoughts.

Meetings were stressful, and you had a deep distaste for them. Gathering around with a bunch of people, and listening to ideas that were seldom good was tiring, especially when it came to collaborations between firms - you had no idea how some businesses stayed afloat with seemingly no work ethic.

"Y/N, I see you got yourself a little treat there." One of the women from a parent company told you.

You cocked your head to the side and furrowed your eyebrows as you looked at her, not quite understanding what she meant. The woman pointed her chin towards someone and, as you followed that direction with your gaze, your eyes landed on none other than James Barnes.

For some reason that made you feel uneasy, was it, jealousy, perhaps? Like someone ogling what belonged to you, whatever it was, you didn't like it.

"Oh, him? He's my new assistant." You explained, pretending the comment hadn't affected you "Jacob insisted I get one to help with..." You paused, looking the other woman up and down "the more laborious people."

The subtle insult seemed to go over her head, as the woman was too busy appreciating Bucky's figure. Suddenly, her pupils grew larger and she straightened her body, a gross display that told you that your assistant was probably coming in the direction of the meeting room.

"Miss? That call you expected came through right now." His soft voice called.

You turned around and instantly stood up, thankful to be leaving that room.

"Jacob, fill in for me, okay? This call cannot be missed." It was more of an order than a question, and, after saying that, you closed the door of the meeting room behind you and followed to your office.

Your hand was already turning the doorknob when you looked over your shoulder, in the direction of the meeting room. The other woman's predatory eyes were still fixated on Bucky. You looked at the latter whom, like a puppy, stared up at you from the seat of his desk.

"Come in, I need you to take care of some unorganized files in my drawers." You lied.

The male very eagerly stood up and followed you to your office, closing the door behind him. You told him to organize the client sheets and partnership documents in alphabetical order (which would mess up the personal system you had, but you'd deal with that later), and got busy with the call you had to answer.

Bucky had become a master at multitasking in less than a day, as he was hypnotized - he managed to keep his attention on his work and on you at pretty much all times - but it was so hard to be so close to you and not fully give into his wishes. The man's eyes were fixated on the way you tapped your lips with the rubber of your pencil, and how you crossed your legs, one over the other, accentuating your hips in the most delicious manner.

You missed his hungry gaze for the first thirty minutes he was in there, but it soon became obvious. The call became simply a background noise, as you decided to drop your pencil on the floor and, very slowly, bend over to pick it up.

The blouse you wore exposed your bra and part of your breasts, and you watched attentively as Bucky's mouth hung open and his eyes doubled in size. You could see the tension in his body, and the way his hands gripped the paper a little tighter. Amused by this, you decided to take things further, hoping to get another look at his adorable, desperate expressions. You slowly stood up, phone still glued to your ear, and grabbed a random paper, before bending over and pretending you were taking notes of something regarding the call.

Your ass was up in the air and, although your back was faced to Bucky, you could feel his stare burning into you.

You felt dirty and exposed, there was a whole office outside, and yet, here you were, parading yourself in front of the new intern, whom had a clear fixation for your body. Wetness spread in between your legs, and you wondered how something could feel so wrong, yet so good.

The remainder of the week was... exciting. You found yourself choosing progressively tighter and more revealing outfits subconsciously - but if you thought about it, the reason was obvious. At some point you wondered if Bucky had noticed you enjoyed the way he looked at you, but that proved to not be the case, as he blushed deeply and averted his gaze for the rest of the day when he realized you had caught him staring at your chest.

Friday came along and you were a little disappointed you'd spend the weekend without those pretty eyes devouring your body, but alas, a lot of work had been left behind and you'd have to spent the night in the office to make up for it, so there was no time to think about it - or so you thought.

"Mr. Barnes, what are you still doing here?" You questioned, as you found him, to your surprise, sitting by his desk.

You glanced at the clock on the wall above him, you weren't mistaken, it was 7PM, two hours past anyone's schedule, and you thought you'd be the only person in the building (besides security).

The intern looked up at you, with those irresistible, innocent, blue eyes, that stopped by your thighs, waist and breasts, before finally meeting your gaze.

"I uh, I haven't finished what you assigned me for today, and since you were here still I figured I could stay for longer as well." That was a lie, Bucky had purposefully delayed his work when he heard you tell your co-worker you were going to stay for longer, hoping he could spend more time around you, but you didn't need to know that.

You sighed, wondering if you'd be able to focus on your work if he was so close to you.

"Fine, leave whenever you'd like, Mr. Barnes. We have a shower facility in the building for employees in these situations, I'll go ahead and freshen up, feel free to use it in the future if you see fit."

You walked away, carrying with you a small bag containing washed underwear, without waiting for a response. You hoped a nice, hot shower would clear your mind and relax your body from the growing tension, but it would soon be revealed to have the opposite effect.

Bucky couldn't hold himself back when he heard you'd be taking a shower - you'd be completely naked, just a some meters away from him. Only a door separating him from the view he most craved. The picture he had painted in his mind, the picture that had, thus far, been only an imagination could be turned into reality, if only... No, he couldn't, he shouldn't... and yet he did.

As you undressed, you felt a small breeze come through, and you wondered if you had left the door open, you glanced over your shoulder to check, only to discover that Bucky was peeping, trying to take a peek at your body. When his eyes landed on your figure, you had already turned back around - he had no idea you knew of his presence.

If it was a show he wished, who were you to deny such a good boy something so simple?

You slowly peeled your skirt and your stockings off of your body, perking your ass up so he could get a good view of it. Your blouse was removed next, follow by a relaxed removal of your panties and bra. You stood before him, completely naked.

Bucky's mouth was dry, and he swallowed thickly, as if it'd bring any moisture to him. His face was painfully hot, and his cock excruciatingly hard. The man's hand gripped his shaft through his pants, slowly massaging his member to the sight of your body, as you bent down for no reason at all, other than to tease him.

Eventually you walked into the shower (as it would've been suspicious if you didn't). Bucky was going to follow you, to stalk you further into the room so he could take in more of your body, but, just as he had stepped into the door, the intern noticed your panties on the floor. Before he could think, his body was already acting - he grabbed your panties from the floor and dashed towards his desk.

Bucky pulled out his rock hard cock, sighing in relief as he was released from the confinement of his pants. The man took a good look wrapped your panties around his cock and threw his head back against the chair as he jerked himself off, taking in the scent of your underwear whilst remembering your naked body, your glistening pussy and your hardened nipples.

A whiny, strained moan echoed in the room, along with slapping noises. Bucky held himself back, wanting that feeling to last longer, but the pleasure was too intense, the images of your curves, that he yearned for so much, were too overwhelming. A strained moan left his lips as the man came, spilling all over your panties, his juices mixing with yours.

Bucky's chest was rising and falling at a rapid pace, his vision was still blurry, hair disheveled and sweat dripping from his forehead when he heard your heels clicking against the floor in the distance.

"Fuck-" He cursed under his breath, fumbling with his belt and jeans.

He hid your underwear behind your back, fixed himself up as best as possible, and pretended to be dealing with the paperwork.

When you turned the corner and came into contact with Bucky, you chuckled to yourself - he clearly had no idea just how nervous and guilty he looked.

"Mr. Barnes?" You called, walking over to him "The strangest thing just happened..." You told him, leaning your hip against his desk.

"W-What happened, boss?" His eyes wandered around the room, unable to fixate on one thing, and desperately avoiding your gaze.

"My underwear just went missing..." You began, leaning your ass further against the edge of the desk, making it harder for him to ignore the view.

"O-oh, really? That's uh, that's weird." Bucky responded, swallowing thickly and licking his lips.

From the corner of your eye, you saw the pink string of your lingerie dangling form the side of his chair. You bit your lip, bent over and hooked your finger on the waistband of the underwear, pulling it towards you.

"Funny, here they are." You said, in a flirty tone, as you held them up next to you.

Your gaze fell upon Bucky. The poor intern, whom was stiff in his seat, red in the face and wide eyed. His pretty eyes, shining with the faint light of the office, followed your figure, as you sat on the desk in front of him.

"Why is this here, James? And why is it dripping with your cum?" You questioned with sarcasm, fake indignation painted on your face.

His mouth open and closed, as his eyes frantically looked between your panties, your face and your body.

"Do you want to fuck me, Mr. Barnes? Do you want to know what I taste like?" You teased, slowly pulling your skirt up, flashing him your naked pussy.

"Yes. Fuck, yes please."

His eyes were glued to your cunt, and his voice came out almost in a desperate whisper, like a thirsty man seeing water, like a starving man catching a glimpse of food. Bucky scooted his chair closer to your body, and you spread your thighs so that he could fit in between your legs.

Bucky's mind was racing, he wondered if he had passed out and was having a wet dream. His warm hands were slowly placed on your inner thighs, squishing them lightly as if checking if the sight before him was real. The intern looked up at you.

"Can I?..." He asked.

His innocent face and soft voice whilst begging to eat you out made your stomach tighten in anticipation. You bit your lower lip, and nodded slowly. You weren't sure you had quite finished the nod, but Bucky's lips were on you the second you showed consent.

The man's hands wrapped around your body and brought you closer as he ate you out like a hungry man. His tongue was overwhelmingly good, circling your clit over and over, pausing only to tongue-fuck you.

"Fuck!" You swore, as one of your hands messed up his hair even more, by gripping and tugging on it.

Bucky was drunk on your taste, too hypnotized by your scent to notice you had started rocking your hips against his face, chasing the good feeling that started building up in the bottom of your stomach.

Your jaw dropped and your chest began rising and falling as you could feel the wave of pleasure building up in the distance. Bucky's tongue became fiercer when he heard your moans, and soon enough your thighs tightened around his head and your fingers tugged on his locks. Your hips rocked harder against his face as you came, and loudly so.

Once you freed his head from the grasp of your thighs, he pulled away from your cunt, his lips and chin were coated with your juices and his eyes were half lidded, as if he had received just as much pleasure from giving you head.

You placed two fingers under his chin, making him stand up before you. You gripped the man's chin and brought him forward, instantly commanding the wild kiss. Bucky's hands explored your body cautiously, threading the new territory carefully.

The two of you pulled away, and you couldn't help but to notice the painful looking bulge that had formed in his pants. Your index finger traced the outline of his cock, making the man hiss.

"We can't have this, can we?" You seductively questioned, as you stood up.

You placed a hand on the confused man's chest and pushed him backwards, until the back of Bucky's knees hit his chair. He sat down and watched as you knelt in front of him, in complete disbelief - there was no way a woman like you was going to suck him off. But there you were, unzipping his pants, and pulling his cock out.

Bucky hissed and a small, strained moan left his throat when your lips came into contact with his tip. You slowly took more and more of him, looking into his eyes as you did so. The man's eyebrows furrowed and his mouth opened, still shocked that you were actually giving him a blowjob.

Your hand followed the movements of your head, jerking him off as well, and the intern was overflowing with pleasure and excitement. Just as it had happened to you, his chest began heaving up and down.

"Let me fuck you..." He suddenly blurted out, surprising even himself.

Bucky didn't mean to say it, those were his thoughts, that he intended to keep to himself, but your lips around his cock and the way your tongue swirled around his member was driving him stupid.

"What did you say, baby?" You asked, with a perverted glint in your eye, as your hand kept jerking him off.

"Let me fuck you, please... I can't take it anymore, I need to fuck you, Miss." Bucky begged.

You didn't reply, you simply stood up, grabbed Bucky's tie, and pulled him along with you, as you walked into your office. You moved the papers and the computer out of the way hurriedly, and sat on your desk, before tugging on Bucky's tie once more and pulling him in for a kiss.

His hands grabbed your thighs and slowly inched closer to your ass.

"You want to fuck me, baby?" You questioned, as you ran a hand through his hair, but you already knew the answer.

"Please."

You guided his cock into you, feeling the delicious stretch of his shaft. A soft moan left your lips as Bucky sighed, almost relieved to finally be inside of you. You laid on the desk as the intern began slowly moving. He relished every moment, every second that your walls tightly squeezed him, and Buck wanted to take his time, but the need and desperation took over, forcing him to fuck you harder and faster.

Your whole body bounced with the unexpected strength of Bucky's thrusts - the intern was fucking you beyond your expectations, and it was obvious, from the pleasure-filled expression on your face, and from the unholy sounds that escaped you.

"Am- Am I being good?" He asked, gripping your hips tightly.

"So good... So, so good, baby..." You managed to say between moans and whimpers.

"Fuck-" Bucky cursed under his breath, feeling accomplished for bringing you pleasure.

His thrusts became sloppy and uneven - the man was close.

"You wanna cum, baby?"

He stole a glance at your face, momentarily peeling them away from your pussy, and nodded.

"Please, can I cum?"

"Go on baby, cum in me, make a mess."

Your words were orders to him, Bucky's body curled and he hovered over you, kissing and licking your neck to muffle his own moans, as his cock twitched inside of you, filling you to the brim.

You softly caressed the boy's hair and whispered praises, making the blood rush to his cheeks once more.

When Bucky came down from his high, he realized what he had done and pride, as well as embarrassment, washed over him.

"Wait here, Miss, I'll get you uh... a towel! I'll get you a towel to clean you up."

The boy was a good addition to the team, as it would seem, and you couldn't help but wonder just how helpful he would be

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not proofread yet, enjoy

[setmeatopthepyre]

WIP wednesday enabled/tagged-ish by @peapodbond & @geddyqueer <3 really felt like sharing this slice of antarct-fic. enjoy!

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Katie slides the bottle towards him. “Drink up, kid. The rations don't carry over.”

Buck happily obliges. They drink in companionable quiet for a while, Katie occasionally providing commentary on the people coming and going or doing the rounds, telling Buck who they are, how long they've been coming to the Ice, pointing out the winterovers and the ones with interesting stories.

They're watching two pilots (“That's Hisham, helo pilot, third timer. Girlfriend's a kiwi, she's at Scott base. Other fella's one of the Canadians with Ken-Borek. Loïc, think it was. Fixed wing pilot. They tend not to get along.”) get into an argument that both men seem too tired to actually escalate, when Buck speaks up.

“Katie, have you ever been in love?”

She dangles her bottle from between her finger tips, eyes still on the argument unfolding. “Sure.”

He props his head up on his hand to look at her. “What happened?”

Katie levels her steely gaze at him but something she sees makes her soften a little. Shrugs. “She ran off to go study insular dwarfism in Madagascan chameleons. Left me behind.”

Buck's eyebrows raise along with the corners of his mouth. “Oh. S-so you're--”

She nods, taps her bottle against his. Leans in and mock-whispers, “There's more of us than y'think, kid. Even out here.” Considers it. “Perhaps especially out here. The Ice tends to attracts people like us.”

Buck watches her take a swig of her drink and lets the words sink in. “Wait, what do you mean, 'people like us?'”

Her pale eyebrows inch towards the edge of her bandana. “What do you think I mean, Buckley?” She gestures at herself. “The gays, the dykes, the-- whatever you are. You know. The queers.”

“Oh.” Something uncomfortable twists in his gut. “I-I'm not--”

Katie leans back, genuine surprise written across her face. “Well I'm sorry, kid. I could'a sworn last night you spent all of three beers waxing poetic about your helo guy.”

Buck makes a face. “W-well. He-- he's not my... but--”

“You're in love with this man, yeah?”

And he can't help the lovestruck smile that's tugging at the corners of his mouth, dips his head. “Yeah.”

“And you're a guy.”

“Uh, o-obviously.”

“So you're...” she gestures and Buck realizes he's supposed to finish the sentence. He shifts in his seat, discomfort gnawing at him.

“Yeah, I, uh. Yes, I-I guess that would make me...” he trails off, looks at her pleadingly, not sure if he wants her to give him all the answers or just drop the subject entirely.

“So, what, are you homophobic?”

Katie's raspy voice still carries, and Buck casts a panicked glance around the bar. Thankfully, no one seems to have heard her. Or they're really good at hiding it. “No! No. No, of-- of course not. I-I'm... I've always been an ally.”

She raises her eyebrows. “An ally who's in love with a man but can't even say out loud that he's... what? Gay? Bi?”

He gives her a desperate look from where he has his face practically pressed against the tabletop. “Right? I-I should know, shouldn't I? How-- How can I-I not know?”

He's whining. That was definitely a whine.

As if by some miracle, Katie looks less unimpressed with him than she usually does, which doesn't say a whole lot, especially considering the fact that she's not even looking at him right now. She's staring off into space as she takes a long swig from her bottle. When she speaks, her voice is uncharacteristically gentle.

“You came all the way out here to follow the guy you're in love with,” she says, slowly, as if trying to explain something to a particularly dense but, arguably, loved child. Then she sighs, puts a calloused hand on his. “Look, kid, you don't need to choose from a whole bunch of labels. Hell, the only labels I knew 'til well into my thirties was dykes and fags.” And Buck tries not to flinch, but she clocks him anyway if the roll of her eyes is anything to go by.

She pats his hand. “You don't need any labels at all if y'don't want them. God knows they probably never think about it.” She gestures at the other bar patrons with her bottle. “But there's not needing a label, and there's bein' ashamed of what that label means, and a lot of us older folk used the former as an excuse for the latter for a long time. Claiming that label means something to us. It doesn't have to, for you, but if your guy spent any time in the closet, it might mean a whole lot to him.”

Buck takes a moment for the words to sink in. “What, so he thinks I'm... ashamed of my feelings for him?”

She pats his hand twice more before removing hers and leaning back. “Hell if I know, I'm not a mind reader.”

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no pressure tagging @ambernotember @sugarpenchant @geddyqueer @beanarie @epiphainie @leashybebes @iphyslitterator @rcmclachlan @trombonechurchill

[hansmic]

𝒰𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝒻𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝓈

hyunjin x gn! reader

summary: you notice hyunjin doodling on a napkin at a café and asks to see what he’s drawing. It leads to a conversation about art, life, and dreams. you end up sketching together until the café closes.

genre: romance

warnings: none

word count: 963

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Hyunjin is scribbling away at a small paper napkin, a small pout on his lips as he concentrates on the image taking shape on the cheap paper. As he continues to doodle, he fails to notice that you are watching over his shoulder, silently observing his art.

Feeling your eyes on his work, Hyunjin glances up and catches you watching him. He chuckles sheepishly, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. "Oh.. Hey," he says, a small smile on his lips. "Sorry, I didn't notice you there. Were you watching me draw?"

As you nod in response to his question, Hyunjin looks down at the napkin in front of him, his gaze darting between you and his art. He seems a little embarrassed by your attention, but also curious about what you think of his work. "Uh, yeah. I doodle when I'm bored," he says, gesturing to the napkin. "It's nothing special."

You can tell by his expression that Hyunjin is downplaying his talent, but you can also see the pride in his eyes as he looks at the napkin. He hesitates for a moment before offering it to you. "Here, you can take a closer look if you want," he says, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Thanks," you say, taking the napkin from Hyunjin's hand. You carefully examine the drawing, taking in all the small details and the way Hyunjin's unique style shines through.

"It's really good," you say, looking up to meet Hyunjin's eyes. "You're very talented. Do you do art often?"

Hyunjin's cheeks turn even redder as you compliment his art, and he ducks his head sheepishly. "Thank you," he stutters out, a small smile on his lips. "And yeah, I draw a lot actually. It's kinda like... my escape, you know?"

He looks up at you, a hint of vulnerability in his gaze. "It's just... sometimes it's easier to put my thoughts and feelings down on paper than to try to explain them with words," he says, shrugging slightly.

"I totally get what you mean," you say, nodding. "Art can be a really powerful form of expression, and it's often easier to pour your emotions into a drawing than to talk about them."

As you speak, you can see Hyunjin's shoulders relax a bit, as if he's glad to have found someone who understands his love for art.

Hyunjin nods, his smile growing a little more confident. "Exactly," he says. "And it's like... when I'm drawing, I don't have to worry about what anyone else thinks or how they'll react. I can just let my mind wander and create whatever I want."

As you continue to talk about art and Hyunjin's passion for drawing, you can sense a connection forming between the two of you. The conversation flows easily, and Hyunjin seems to open up more and more with each passing minute.

As the café begins to empty out, Hyunjin glances out the window and realizes it's getting late. "Man, I didn't realize how much time had passed," he says, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"I guess we got pretty caught up in our conversation," he adds, a hint of a blush returning to his cheeks. He looks at you awkwardly for a moment, as if he wants to say something more but is hesitating.

You notice Hyunjin's hesitancy and try to ease the awkwardness a little. "Hey, I really enjoyed talking to you," you say, a warm smile on your lips. "It's been a while since I've had a conversation this good."

Hyunjin smiles back at you, his expression softening. "Yeah, me too," he says. "I don't normally open up to people like I did with you. But... I don't know, there's just something about you that makes me feel comfortable."

He looks at you for a moment, his eyes locking onto yours, and you can feel the air growing tense. It's like there's a silent understanding passing between the two of you, a hint of something more than just friendship.

"You know," you say, your heart rate picking up slightly. "I've really enjoyed spending time with you. Maybe... we could do this again sometime?"

Hyunjin's eyes widen slightly at your suggestion, and he nods quickly. "Yeah, definitely," he says, a hint of excitement in his voice. "I'd really like that."

He pauses for a moment, as if he's trying to gather the courage to say something else. "Maybe... we could exchange numbers?" he says, a hopeful look in his eyes.

You smile at Hyunjin's suggestion, feeling a flutter in your stomach. "Sure, that sounds great," you say, pulling out your phone. You exchange numbers with Hyunjin, saving his contact information in your phone.

Hyunjin grins as he adds your number to his contacts, his fingers moving quickly across the screen. "Great," he says, stuffing his phone back into his pocket. "I'll text you later, okay?"

The café is nearly empty now, signaling that it's time to leave. Hyunjin gathers his things and stands up, looking at you with a warm smile. "I guess I should get going," he says, a hint of reluctance in his voice.

You stand up as well, feeling a pang of disappointment that the night is coming to an end. "Yeah, me too," you say, a small sigh escaping your lips.

There's a moment of silence between the two of you, neither of you quite wanting to leave. Hyunjin shuffles his feet awkwardly, his gaze flitting around the nearly empty café before settling back on you.

"I... I had a really great time tonight," he says, a warm smile on his lips.

You feel a wave of butterflies in your stomach at his words and return his smile. "Me too," you say honestly. "I'm really glad I met you, Hyunjin."

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hope you liked it!

masterlist is here!

[uniquethingtastemaker]

I clapped my hands and squealed when I saw this! I love it whenever people talk about my ideas and characters. It's always so rewarding, so I have to give back to something that makes me so happy.

You're so right about him apologizing for his rambles. I just wrote the first part of the fanfic (again, it's subject to change. It's 3 a.m., but I feel pretty good about this one). I'm jumping off the scene where you first meet Rook. Even then, he apologizes for getting off track.

It's sad because he's so genuine. However, I do know that when he rambles. He goes ooooooon. I remember Vil saying in Chapter 6 that he went on for 5 hrs about how he would've acted in one of Vil's scenes. I relate to the feeling so hard. I do this, but I have less shame about it. Plus, I have someone willing to listen to my rambles because they love me and think my enthusiasm is cute. It's my boyfriend. I love him. He's a cutie. Therefore, I wanna give that experience to Rook. Thinking about it, my rambles have gotten shorter, lasting around 15-30 mins rather than a whole 5 hrs. The reason is because I have a steady stream of attention. Bottling it up will give you 5 hrs, but if you do it consistently, it'll be shorter. Big brain. I came up with that on the fly. Proud of myself. Congratulations, you got one of my signature rambles lol.

Wait, wait, wait, I have thoughts about Vil and Rook! I've never gotten to speak about this before, so I'm enthusiastic, like our favorite hunter.

They're interesting because Rook and Vil are equals. Rook treats Vil like an equal. Vil doesn't get that a lot. He either looks down on people (or perhaps gives the illusion that he looks down on them (unclear)), or others put him on a pedestal due to celebrity status. There aren't many people close to him that can say they're equal to Vil. Or maybe it's more accurate to say stand up to Vil, and he listens. Rook tells truths to Vil straight. Now, there's a reason for blunt delivery. He might be a little "mean" or "insensitive," but my god, Vil is thickheaded. He's so pompous that most criticism gets thrown away because he doesn't think they're credible. Rook has to be callous to get to Vil.

Now, this isn't Rook's normal behavior. I remember when our favorite hunter reassured and helped Deuce after he ran out of practice in the 5th chapter. He was helpful and kind then. Therefore, I'm under the assumption that with Vil, he has to be mean. He has to be rough for the blonde to even consider the criticism.

Now, a few other things are interesting about their relationship. First is how Rook approached Vil without reserve... You know... now thinking about it... He might have gone to him because he would be the only one to listen or discuss his interests. Hahahaha, I'm laughing because that's both sad and hilarious. I can totally see Rook approaching Vil specifically with the thought, "People love talking about themselves." Perhaps that's why Rook got close to Vil. Vil's self-absorbed, so the topic of the hunter wouldn't come up that often. It's a surefire way to have him talk about his interests without reservation. It also showed Vil that Rook was credible and his thoughts were good because he showcased value in their talks. Not only did he talk about the good aspects but also the bad. That's something a true fan does. I love that.

I also feel like he's less intimidated by Vil than Neige, because Rook looks up to the RSA student. I'll be a little mean here. Vil has been the villain in basically all his works with Neige. It's probably easier for Rook to separate Vil from his villain role. The hunter knows that just because he plays the antagonist doesn't mean they're bad. So because he wasn't a hardcore fan of Vil, it was easier for him to befriend him. As his friend, he supports and loves Vil, but the blonde isn't his ultimate idol.

Now, I take the whole butting heads thing to be Rook just doing his own thing, and Vil being annoyed that he can't control Rook's actions. Everyone knows Vil likes being in charge and in control. So Rook is different and the reason why Vil doesn't force his control is two reasons. 1) He respects Rook. It's obvious by the way Vil doesn't pry into his suitcase during chapter 5. During that scene, it also implies that Vil knows how much Rook values his privacy. So Vil respects Rook. 2) He knows if he ever did force him, Rook would stand up to him. If Vil didn't get his act together, Rook would leave. Rook does his own thing. He has a moral code and will that isn't swayed by outside factors.

I think Vil is also more often annoyed by Rook in an "official" capacity. Rook isn't bound by duty like Vil is. The hunter tends to go wherever his heart leads him. It's why he goes after Vil in Chapter 6 instead of doing his duty as the vice leader. Therefore, it makes him a little more incompetent in an official capacity. Again, look at Chapter 6. Vil scolds him as the prefect and then as himself, saying he loves the whole crew for coming to get him. I do think Vil can become genuinely annoyed and irritated in that aspect. However, as a friend, they love each other.

Another aspect is that they work well together. Vil tends to be overly harsh, causing a lot of conflict, but Rook defuses it. They work together in that aspect, and I think Vil knows this. He might be semi-annoyed, but I don't think he's super annoyed. He's probably just judgmental, which is Vil's baseline lol

Anyway those are my unfiltered thoughts. I'm sure I repeated myself multiple times, but it's 4 am, so... here you go lol

As everyone knows, I bounce between fics based on my creative inspiration and rn I’m writing a Rook x Reader fanfic.

Now, this one is interesting. I don’t think I’ve ever seen this concept before…

The closest thing I’ve read is probably @solxamber’s Ruler of My Heart. It’s one of my favorite Rook x Reader fanfic of all time. She peels back the layers to Rook’s character, portraying something more honest and vulnerable. It’s fantastic. If you haven’t read it, do it now.

I read that fanfic and thought I could never even touch that level of artistry. However, I feel like I’ve come up with a solid base for something good.

I haven’t seen a lot of full fanfics where Rook feels threatened. I’ve seen some drabbles where he’s felt scared and is able to deal with the threat swiftly. However, those tend to be about MC being threatened. Even in the canon story, Rook is more concerned with the safety of others rather than himself. It makes sense considering his fantastic skills.

Therefore, the man tends to be unflappable. Even if he does feel unnerved, he covers it up expertly. He can manually adjust his heart rate and breathing. However, some people can see past the facade, like Trey. Look at the Halloween event for instance.

Rook has a weakness though. He’s a private person. He doesn’t like people knowing about his past too much. Other than what he portrays to the world, which is his more of his upbeat and over the top self, he doesn’t want people to know about him. That’s his weakness.

My fanfic idea is an observant reader. Someone that makes Rook feel uncomfortable and borderline threatened because they just guessed almost everything about him upon their first meeting. That is objectively terrifying. There’s someone who matches his level of observation. Unlike Trey, who’s low key about it, MC doesn’t know that, especially at first. They almost give away too much information. Rook deals with the situation but they both know what he’s done to intervene.

So, I plan to have the main inner conflict be Rook hesitating to trust the Reader. The external conflict will obviously be Vil. Once again, I have a strange obsession with Chapter 5. I think it’s because it’s the perfect set up. There’s so many different possible conflicts and resolutions. I also don’t have to think much in terms of coming up with my own situation and set up. It’s built in there. Work smarter not harder lol

Anyway, that’s my idea for now. Let me know your thoughts. Always love interacting with people about my works and ideas

I also have thoughts regarding Rook general behavior that might be interesting. However, I’m tired, so that’ll probably be a separate post. Let me know if you’re interested.

Tagging @es-sharezone because u love Rook lol

[concrete-the-cat]

You know, I've come to the realization that a lot of these MAGA guys are actually just literal socialists and would-be union workers who've been conned into believing Trump is the one looking out for the little guy when he's not. I've been watching a lot of YouTube videos where a fair few people go to Trump rallies and pitch leftist ideas in a Trump-esque way, and they eat it up.

I think a good few genuinely believe in the left's side of things and in technicality are socialist but grew up with the education of 'socialist = bad' and because 'they're not bad' they can't be socialist so what else is left but to I guess... not be on the side of the ones people say are socialist since 'socialist = bad'. Don't know if that makes sense but I hope it does.

I mean, think about it for a second: who are the guys buying into the 'conspiracy' that the rich run the world (globalist agenda) and are actively against that? That's literally just 'eat the rich' from a rightist perspective and they don't realize they're fighting for the same thing. Who are the guys yelling about 'big pharma' withholding secret cures for this or whatever for the sake of money? They're two steps to wanting free healthcare and another two from just outright hating the capitalist system. The only issue is how deep the cultist mindset of Trump has been burned into their heads to the point you can't get it through to them without them feverishly denying all this.

It's a sad reality, actually, because this is the same working man spirit that got FDR and Teddy Roosevelt into office. But like Reagan, it's been corrupted and twisted so that people believe the guy fighting for the rich is fighting for them. It's a political zombie invasion- people who would be your friends but a few years ago infected and corrupted into attacking you.

And yes; there are a large amount in his base - probably a majority -that are just racist sexist assholes. I'm not saying all the MAGA guys are secretly your zombified friends. But there are some people who are simply victims of the flawed American education system that both Democrats and Republicans hate (in their own way, of course).

just a few thoughts i've been having while trying to see things more clearly.

[ammyamarant]

Kamen Rider Gavv ep 1 thoughts

Just going to watch one episode right now because I need to finish Kabuto and I need to Know what Kabuto has up its sleeve. But, the tl;dr of Gavv: Cute show, I can see how traumatized this poor kid will get by the end

Gavv ep 1

okay so I’m already reminded of W. Wonder if there will be a mentor figure that dies like Soukichi does in the first fucking five minutes of W

oh neat doors. I’ve seen Labyrinth too.

jfc how old is this kid he looks baby

yeet out of a plane and the tinkly “oh this is the world mom is from” music lmao

lbr considering the environment you just escaped from and the way you were happy to be freefalling because you were where your mom is from, I think needing some food is understating it.

"what do you have? Do you eat it?" has the same energy as my "what is gender? do you eat it?" joke

WHAT IS YOUR BODY MADE OF

Karakida I want your jacket. Give

Ah you have no communication skills. Understood

"This isn't a monster case" "So what is it?" "Woman fucking killed her own husband and shh keep your fucking voice down"

"today's harvest" and it looks like bloody organs. Hey I've seen 12 Hour Shift too.

oh you've never been allowed actual food have you

oh goddamn it I can hear Apollo aiming the dodgeball already

my dude. you got a tummy ache then gave birth to something. human women would kill for that to be their normal gestation cycle.

mm, cgi is kinda……………………

"hey now I've been fed actual food and have real energy I can make minions" yeah I mean that makes sense. People get all kinds of bodily processes back once they've been properly fed. Usually takes a while for their body to recover but hey you ain't human so I get it

this kid is so sweet and kind giving obvious main character (yeah I know it's shouma) a place to stay and some sweets to eat.

oh right the street drugs WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT HENTAI ASS THING

oh it's just a mouth. Wicked teeth.

Shouma is such a sweetheart

Also ye, I can see why Shouma is enchanted by sweets if his mom never let him have any of the family drugs.

excuse me I need to figure out a way to get into this world and beat down this addict before he hurts this kid

Shouma I would like a full rundown of what you can do because was that super speed and running perpendicular on a vertical surface? My dude? Answers?

Mm, sick monster design

Yeah, the monster and the kid both being like "hey what the fuck" to Shouma is fucking hilarious.

oh fucking ow

your mom turned into a bloody organ thing. Are we sure this isn't just a horror movie?

I feel like these minion things showing up saying "eat gummy!" shouldn't feel as threatening as they do.

OH GOD THE CRYING EYES. I'M HOWLING

"oh with the other one" lmao

I wonder what this show is like on edibles because the bright colours are fun and I had a blast watching Ex-Aid baked. Tho I'd consider that a little too on the nose considering the street drug metaphor of those dark candies

little dudes go somewhere safe that isn't under the fighting feet!

oh interesting so if he gets a lot of battle damage he can repair it by using another minion. Very neat. Wish more "battle damage" was repairable that easily. Looking at you, 3rd Birthday.

oh calling both of them monsters and Shouma just taking it is heartbreaking.

I'm definitely feeling the difference between Takaiwa and whoever the suit actor for Gavv is, but it's more "huh, that's a different way of doing the stunts" than anything bad. I do miss Takaiwa but that's mostly because he's a fucking legend. This guy's doing great, tho.

did… they repurpose the build driver for this?

takaiwa usually stood upright, even for meek characters like Ryotaro, while it seems like this guy's default stance is hunched over. iiiiiiiiiiiiiinteresting. Says a lot about Shouma in this form

okay I was about to say this Rider Kick is lame, but nah, it's pretty good.

Shouma you are sunshine and joy wrapped in ptsd. That's not even a joke I know you're fucking riddled with ptsd from just your memories of your mother alone

Shouma you are not Eiji stop being a hobo

Cute show.

[moodypetrichorlove]

tom holland in uncharted is a treat to watch. just hits different. iykyk.

[elminx]

As we ease our way into February

Lol. Just kidding. February is a lot. We just need to understand that out of the gates. This is the big ramp-up for March, which includes two personal planet retrogrades (Mercury AND Venus) and eclipse season. The energy is going to start rolling downhill, and we are going to either need to keep up or get the fuck out of the way.

Today is a banger that involves all three of our personal planets. Mercury in Aquarius trines retrograde Jupiter in Gemini, which is overall positive - a good day to work on your words, whatever that means to you. But relationships of all kinds will be rocky at best, with Venus conjunct to our North Node at 29° Pisces and retrograde Mars in Cancer Square to Chiron in Aries.

Someone (probably a lot of someones) is hurting today, and this is the result of a course of action that was put into place some time ago. Today may be a cosmic reminder for many people that actions have very real consequences that echo out into our futures. Yeah, consequences don't HAVE to be bad, but this time around, it really looks like they are. If it's not about your Others, work on not taking it out on them because we are knee-deep in breakup season, and there isn't much forgiveness to go around.

It's worth noting that both Venus and Mars are in their retrograde cycles, so we will see these same aspects again - Venus twice more as she retrogrades back over the North Node and then passes it a third time in forward motion, and Mars as he moves forward after his retrograde.

Still, tomorrow is a new day, and we will care a lot less as Venus enters Aries - the sign of her exile - on Tuesday. In Aries, Venus is a fighter, not a lover, and we must contend with that. We probably even NEED that, but it won't make this upcoming Valentine's Day season any easier. Nor will it help us to negotiate or work with other people to make the changes that need to be made in the months ahead.

Additionally, Jupiter stations direct at 11° Gemini, which IS a major boon. Jupiter is quite out of place in Gemini, the sign of its exile, and this was being exasperated by its retrograde cycle. I won't say that luck is back on track (yet), but we're getting there. Jupiter will leave Gemini in the spring, and we should look forward to that eventuality.

Small favors should not be overlooked right now.

We get a lull through midweek, but it may be the calm before the storm.

On Friday, Neptune meets up with the North Node at 28° Pisces. I don't think that this will be a groundbreaking day if only because Neptune obscures by its very nature, but it will be long-reaching. This major planetary stellium: Saturn, Neptune, and the North Node in Pisces and Venus, barely in Aries, will be joined by the Sun and Mercury in the months ahead - this is it. This is that sticky point I've been talking so much about.

We are here. We may not know where here is yet. But it IS happening. Stay aware and take notes, what happens now will matter more than it might at first appear.

Both the Sun and Mercury in Aquarius sextile Chiron in Aries on Saturday before meeting up in conjunction with one another on Sunday. Whatever is being revealed right now has some serious pain attached to it - it's wise to attend to this pain, not look away from it.

Also, on Sunday, retrograde Mars in Cancer trines Saturn in Pisces - these consequences are real. It's long past time for us to run away from them.

We all need to sit with this. It isn't going to be pretty.

But it is where we are.

Energy Update: February 2025

February is a "2" Universal Month [2 (February) + 9 (2025) = 11 = 1+1 = 2] in a "9" Universal Year. Two is often a decision number; as we move down the path, we find a fork in the road and face our first choices. This is consistent with the astrological transits of the month; our personal planets are marching ever closer to the divide between 29° Pisces and 00° Aries - THE degree of the year. What we do now matters, but we may not know why yet.

The Set Up

We begin the month with the Sun, Mercury, and Pluto in Aquarius; Venus, Saturn, Neptune, and the North Node in Pisces; retrograde Mars in Cancer; retrograde Jupiter in Gemini; and Uranus in Taurus. By month's end, the Sun and Mercury will have moved into Pisces and Venus into Aries. Additionally, Mars and Jupiter will have stationed direct.

The Nitty Gritty

Aspect-wise, this is a pretty sparse month, but what we do see packs a pretty big punch. Mars is rounding out the end of his retrograde cycle (thank the gods), but both Mercury and Venus will retrograde in the months ahead. In fact, Venus is already in her pre-retrograde shadow as she moves through Pisces and Aries all month long. This month can be seen as a bit of a setup for what is to come in March, April, and May as each planet inches forward toward its inevitable conjunction to 00° Aries. I have written about this as the conjunction of the year here, so I won't go into a lot of detail about it, but I will make reference to it.

Mars

Mars has been in the spotlight since he began his retrograde journey at 17° Cancer on 12/6. This month, he makes the last legs of his trip before stationing direct on 2/23. We are deep in the weeds of Mars in Cancer now, which is unfortunate because Mars is at his fall in the cardinal water sign. A planet is considered in its fall when it is the opposing sign to that of its exaltation (here, Capricorn); this is an indication that the sign's natural aptitudes are in misalignment with the nature of the planet.

Cancer is the sign of the crab, and as a cardinal/moving sign, it moves like a crab - sideways, zigzagging toward its targets. This movement is highly inefficient; once Cancer grabs on, it holds on for dear life. Cancer types like the world to believe they are a moveable sign - they carry their homes on their backs, after all! - but often, they are so obsessed with what has already happened that they forget to look forward to the future. Cancer naturally rules the 4th house, the nadir of the horoscope wheel, the natural domain of the past - our childhoods and family setups. All Cancer types must watch out for false nostalgia or adherence to a perfect memory that doesn't fit the world as it is now.

I want to be clear here that I am not trying to throw Cancer under the bus: every sign has positive and negative traits associated with it. It's Cancer's job to REMEMBER the past; it's a challenging task, and someone has got to do it. The problem comes when Cancer gets STUCK in the past. This problem is because Mars moves backward in the sign most obsessed with the past.

I shouldn't need to point out the obvious parallels between this astrological transit and what is going on with US politics right now. What I can do is allow a broad view: sometimes, we need to return to review the past because someone has not yet learned their lessons. This is always very triggering for those out ahead of the pack. Nobody wants to stop for the slowpoke, least of all Mars.

One of the things that the study of astrological transits teaches us is that we often need to take three steps forward and then two steps back. This is the nature of retrograde cycles; they allow us a broader viewpoint as we retrace the degrees of the horoscope where we have recently been. These should be seen as a cosmic lesson - for society and sometimes for our personal lives. This is true of all planetary retrogrades, but it holds doubly true when a planet retrogrades back through Cancer, the sign that remembers.

We are in the thick of it now, and this is often when retrogrades feel their very worst. It is obvious who has their eyes wide open and is paying attention and who has chosen to hide their heads in the sand to play pretend. Not everyone wants or cares to change. This can be one of the most challenging realities to face.

Because Cancer lives at least partially in the past, they can be among the last to change. Often, they hold on with their crabby hands as if their lives depend on it. When Mars is retrograde in the sign of the crab, everyone is a little bit more reticent to see their part of the problem. Because the crab is so often thwarted (in that others want change while they want to cling to what they know and the comfort that brings), they frequently resort to emotional manipulation.

Think of the myth of the good old days when things were "simpler." Think of the parent that demands you obey because you owe them. Life isn't tit for tat - some obligations cannot be repaid. We cannot go backward; the past is done. We must grapple with these things as we move through the last month of this rough retrograde cycle.

Mars only makes one significant aspect this month, a trine to Saturn in Pisces on 2/9. I expect the days around this to carry the weight of these retrograde burdens, as Mars and Saturn are traditionally considered malefic planets. Whatever needs to be shaken loose will undoubtedly fall apart during this time, but it won't be pretty. Expect the worst, and hope for the best. Sometimes, things NEED to fall apart.

It's a scant comfort when shit is hitting the fan, of course.

As Mars exits its retrograde at 17° Cancer on 2/23, Mercury in Pisces is in a watery trine to help sort out the pieces. Verbally, if possible. Talk things out in your personal life on or after the 23rd, and take real actionable steps to rectify any situations that have come up since December. Remember that it will be another two months before Mars is out of his post-retrograde shadow, so things will continue to arise for re-evaluation.

The Lights: The Sun and the Moon

As the Sun moves through Aquarius, it will conjunct Mercury at 20° on 2/9 and square Uranus on 2/11. (Mercury squares Uranus on 2/10 on the day in between). This is our big Ah-Ha moment for the month. If you're into truth-seeking or truth-revealing, these are the days to work with. Anytime the Sun squares Uranus, the chances of sudden changes go up, and so long as Uranus is in Taurus, the chances of natural disasters also increase. Uranus is the lightning strike on the Tower card in the tarot; it is unexpected and generally unavoidable. Take that as you will.

Our full moon at 24° Leo on 2/12 forms a t-square to Uranus in Taurus; this will be a high-energy day. Expect the unexpected. Uranus tends to turn the energy up to 11, which will heighten the intensity of our full moon, which is already quite intense. If you're sensitive, you may need to take steps to discharge the excess - whether through physical movement or grounding. Do what works for you, of course. It's worth noting that Uranus is the modern ruler of Aquarius; this is a great day to do magic for activism or anything that affects the greater good of society as a whole, the domain of Aquarius.

Our Leo Full Moon is a 7/9 Full Moon.

5 (Leo Moon) + 11 (Aquarius Sun) = 16 = 1+6 = 7. 7 (Leo full Moon) + 2 (February 2025) = 9.

You can work with the number 7 to seek the best for everyone or the number 9 to represent endings and completions. Note here that 2025 is a "9" Universal year, so this number is further highlighted during this time. The combination of these two numbers makes it a great day to Hex the Patriarchy or do other magic to end the influence of the current administration.

As our Sun enters Pisces on 2/18, we enter the last astrological month of the year. There's a lot of pressure to wrap things up before spring when the Sun crests 00° Aries and our hot-point degree of the year. Pisces carries a lot of dark moon energy naturally as it rules the 12th house of the unconscious, which goes doubly for this year. Pisces is also the new home of our North Node, which is already conjunct with Saturn and Neptune at the other end of the sign.

The lunar nodes indicate where our eclipses will occur, so we may begin to taste eclipse season on the horizon, but we need to get through our new moon at 09° Pisces on 2/27 first.

This solar-lunar conjunction makes a wide stellium with Saturn, whose sitting eleven degrees away at 21°, so fate may be hanging heavily in the air. This is triply dark moon energy: firstly from the natural lack of lunar light, secondly from the nature of the Pisces new moon/12th house, and thirdly because it is the last lunar event before our upcoming eclipse season. If you are in that hole, know you are right on time.

Our Pisces New Moon is a 6/8 New Moon.

12 (Pisces Moon) + 12 (Pisces Sun) = 24 = 2+4 = 6. 6 (Pisces New Moon) + 2 (February 2025) = 8.

With 8 energy in play, expect to experience the highest highs and the lowest lows, perhaps both almost at the same time as one another. Eight is the number of the ouroboros and the infinity sign; you can work with either of these symbols during this time to help move through the energy rather than getting stuck in it. This is the perfect lunar event for shadow work, divination, and anything you want to do unseen or in the dark.

The Lunar Nodes

It is worth noting the recent movement of our lunar nodes, who passed from the axis of Aries-Libra to the axis of Pisces-Virgo in January. The nodes are not physical bodies in our skies but mathematical points that indicate where the Sun, Moon, and Earth need to be in the skies to create our solar and lunar eclipses. They are always read as a pair: the North Node (traditionally the Head of the Dragon) is our point of forward-facing fate, the area of life society as a whole will need to focus on, and our South Node (traditionally the Tail of the Dragon) is the point of past-facing fate, the area of life we are moving away from as a collective.

Because we are entering Pisces season at the end of February, we can discern that our first eclipse season is on the horizon. This will be mixed-sign eclipses. As the lunar nodes are still on the cusp of the signs, we will experience a lunar eclipse in Virgo and a solar eclipse in Aries in March.

As we exit our new moon on 2/27, the energy leading up to our set of eclipses will rise. This tends to create much tension; this should be viewed as business as usual. I will speak more about our upcoming eclipses soon.

Mercury

As Mercury moves through Aquarius, they trine retrograde Jupiter in Gemini on 2/3, a check-in on our luck. Mercury is the native ruler of Gemini, but Jupiter is quite unhappy there (both in its retrograde and fall). Jupiter has been out of commission for a while now, and it's starting to show. When you can't rely on Jupiter, you must make your own luck. Mercury is a trickster, after all. This is a concept worth exploring at the beginning of the month.

Mercury passes across the boundaries of the Sun on 2/9, a position often known as Mercury Cazimi or Mercury combust. Traditional astrologers believed that the Sun overpowered the nature of Mercury, and times of Mercury combustion created slow, unintelligent types. I will say that I was born with Mercury conjunct to the Sun within 1 degree, and it is obvious how wordy I am. Mercury cazimi is a reminder that we are coming up fast on our first Mercury retrograde of the year, which will go from 09° Aries to 25° Pisces in March. Stay tuned for that, as it will coincide with Venus's retrograde over almost exactly the same degrees - this is the big meat of our spring season.

As Mercury crosses over the Sun, it also squares Uranus in Taurus - Uranus is often believed to be the higher octave of Mercury. Where Mercury is thought, Uranus is pure inspiration. Stay open to whatever channels are available to you during this time. This will be a great day for writers, inventors, artists, and diviners.

On 2/14, Mercury enters Pisces, the sign of Mercury's fall, as it is the opposite sign of one Mercury rules (Virgo). We might need to watch out for how we speak about ourselves and others during this time. Are we being truthful? Are we being kind? Mercury is concerned with precision in Virgo, and Pisces - ruled by the amorphous Neptune- is anything but. Sometimes, it is good to blur the lines, but often, Mercury in Pisces goes too far. Note here that Mercury's retrograde will include the end of Pisces, the sign of its fall, and Venus will be in her fall while she is in Aries - and Mars is in his fall while retrograding through Cancer.

This is a hint that none of us are at our best.

Maybe we need to judge less and accept ourselves for where we are.

As Mercury moves into Pisces, they square Jupiter on 2/20 - again, we may feel out of time (Mercury) and out of luck (Jupiter). There may be nothing that we can do about it (mutable square), but people may want to cry about it (Mercury in Pisces). Acceptance isn't easy, but it can help make sense of our lives.

As we round out the month, Mercury in Pisces trines retrograde Mars on the day he stations direct and then conjuncts Saturn on 2/25. There are consequences here. We must admit what we have done so that we can move forward.

Venus

As mentioned above, Venus is the vanguard of all of our planets that will enter 00° Aries this year - she does so for the first time on 2/4. Circle that date in your calendar; it's an important one. You may not note it as important this time around (on Venus's first pass), but what is coming up now is going to come back around again at least two more times through Venus's retrograde and possibly more as the Sun, Mercury, Saturn, and Neptune also cross this degree.

Happy spring a little bit early. Except it's not yet spring, and nobody is particularly happy about anything. Venus is in her fall in the cardinal fire sign of Aries because Aries is the opposite sign of her dominion, Libra. Venus naturally desires to play nice, smooth things over, and generally get along, while Aries is the sign of forging ahead, whatever the cost. Unless modified by a lot of watery energy, Aries types don't tend to give any shits about fitting in or playing nice. It is just their way. This costs Venus many of her best traits, and she loses her softer edges.

What if we aren't supposed to have these soft edges during this time? What if we all need to be a bit tougher, if we need to lean into what we believe and STAND UP for it? That is what Venus in Aries does best - she is, by her nature, virtually fearless.

Keep in mind that we are already in Venus's pre-retrograde shadow. This means that every degree she moves across this month will be retraced, in total, three times. She won't move more than thirteen degrees from where she is on 2/1 until 4/16 when she exits her post-retrograde shadow. This means that through a wide enough lens, she will carry the stellium with Neptune and the North Node all the way through from 2/1 to 4/16 for 75 days. In this time, the Sun will move through this stellium, and Mercury and Saturn will join it for their own retrograde cycles.

By weight, number of days in these degrees, and number of passes, Saturn certainly is the heavyweight here, but Venus is no slouch. Remember that, along with Mars, she is one of the two planets that governs how we all get along. Things might start to heat up (metaphorically) as she enters Aries early in February, and then she retrogrades and brings this heat back into Pisces, which might bring things to a true and for-real boil.

I don't say this to scare you, but we should all be prepared. From 12/6 to 4/12, all three of our personal planets will have retrogrades one after another. There is no getting along to be found or had. It won't be pretty or fun.

Set your expectations low, understanding that we are in the lead-up to this all month long. Venus retrogrades on 3/1 (also the day Mercury enters their pre-retrograde shadow at 25° Pisces), so the closer we get to March, the more apparent it might become that things aren't very copacetic. If you can't make heads or tails of other people - even your very closest - know that you are right on time. Venus slows down to a near standstill at the month's end, holding 10° Aries for an abnormally long time; this is going to feel like absolute shit - especially to anyone with a personal planet on or around 10° in any of the cardinal or fire signs.

There's just not much we can do about this except bear it.

Jupiter

After a very uncomfortable retrograde in the sign of its fall, Jupiter stations direct at 11° Gemini on 2/4, the beginning of a better day. Jupiter will move out of Gemini (finally) and into Cancer later this year - look forward to that. Our luck will return, slowly.

Looking Ahead

March is going to be a shit show; there's no way around it. Venus retrogrades on 3/1, and Mercury follows soon afterward - the two are retrograding in nearly identical ways - Venus from 10° Aries to 24° Pisces and Mercury from 09° Aries to 25° Pisces. It's going to be a rough one/two punch. And that's before we even consider eclipse season with a total lunar eclipse in Virgo and a partial solar eclipse in Aries that will form a stellium with the Sun, the Moon, and retrograde Mercury. retrograde Venus, Saturn, Neptune, and the North Node. Yep, it's a lot. Stay tuned.

The Details

2/1 - Venus conjunct Neptune 27° Pisces 2/3 - Mercury in Aquarius trine retrograde Jupiter in Gemini, retrograde Mars in Cancer square Chiron in Aries, Venus conjunct North Node 29° Pisces 2/4 - Venus enters Aries, Jupiter stations direct 11° Gemini 2/7 - Venus in Aries sextile Pluto in Aquarius, Neptune conjunct the North Node 28° Pisces 2/8 - Sun in Aquarius sextile Chiron in Aries, Mercury in Aquarius sextile Chiron in Aries 2/9 - Sun conjunct Mercury 20° Aquarius, retrograde Mars trine Saturn in Pisces 2/10 - Mercury in Aquarius square Uranus in Taurus 2/11 - Sun in Aquarius square Uranus in Taurus 2/12 - Full Moon 24° Leo 2/14 - Mercury enters Pisces 2/18 - Sun enters Pisces 2/20 - Mercury in Pisces square Jupiter in Gemini 2/23 - Mercury in Pisces trine retrograde Mars in Cancer, Mars stations direct 17° Cancer 2/25 - Mercury conjunct Saturn 20° Pisces 2/27 - New moon 09° Pisces

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[lucyshypemaster]

keefe was actually insane for this

[longagoitwastuesday]

Every day I am haunted by the fact JJK could be amazing but it will be just idk Bleach or something

[brown-little-robin]

you restore my faith in humanity. idk you're just so genuine and unobstructed from being yourself and loving everything around you. every time i think the world sucks i think about Robin From Tumblr and i'm like Hm maybe it isn't all bad

AW THANKS <33333 I TRY

[the-best-bagel]

free roaming outdoor dogs a la cats are not a good idea and are just asking for injuries and conflict but unfortunately i've only ever had great experiences growing up in a neighborhood with a handful of those dogs and i miss themmmmm

[thedevotionaltour]

in terms of art alone im sorry. im a jrjr defender to my last breath you be fucking nice to him. i dont wanna hear shit❗️❗️❗️