#armand you would love Pinterest

[sonofcelluloid]

hey you’ve breached containment (and was the second post from the top when i opened pinterest just now)

LMAOO they stealin my valor!!! I have done more for the sale of curuba elderflower than any man on earth

[rp-partnerfinder]

Good [insert time of day here] friends, 👻 –  i’m (23 FTM) am looking for a roleplay partner (20+) set in The Interview With A Vampire show with me playing as Claudia, either romantically against a Madeleine Or an OC, Or platonically against a Lestat and/or Louis (hell throw in an armand or daniel if you’d prefer, or anyone else) 

– canon to complete au plot(s) & anything in between we may come up with, I have mutable ideas to work with but would prefer a partner willing to spitballs ideas we’re both excited about, I’m comfortable with smut, dead dove 🕊️ and dark themes (although I do not want sex to be the only thing it’s about and prefer to build up), as is the norm for this type of media. I like to mix my canons of the books and show but no prior knowledge of the books is required and It will probably not come up much realistically.

– I’m an experienced writer and can go well beyond character limits if the muses hit or well below if it’s a more dialogue heavy scene, or action packed. As long as it flows, don’t worry about word count or all that nonsense. I am rather busy so won’t be able to be available everyday, nor do I expect you to be either but I still would LOVE to chat OOC, send me memes, pinterests, moodboards, art, playlists, whatever. Just shout at me about this show and or Claudia. please.

I use tupper and exclusively discord, please like this and I’ll reach you via DMs, xoxo

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[darkrpfinders]

Good [insert time of day here] friends, 🦟 –  I (23 M) am looking for a roleplay partner (20+) for a story set in The Interview With The Vampire show with me playing as Claudia, either romantically against a Madeleine Or an OC, Or platonically against a Lestat and/or Louis (hell throw in an armand or daniel if you’d prefer, or anyone else) 

– canon to complete au plot(s) & anything in between we may come up with, I have mutable ideas to work with but would prefer a partner willing to spitballs ideas we’re both excited about, I’m comfortable with smut, dead dove 🕊️ and dark themes (although I do not want sex to be the only thing it’s about and prefer to build up), as is the norm for this type of media. I like to mix my canons of the books and show but no prior knowledge of the books is required and It will probably not come up much realistically.

– I’m an experienced writer and can go well beyond character limits if the muses hit or well below if it’s a more dialogue heavy scene, or action packed. As long as it flows, don’t worry about word count or all that nonsense. I am rather busy so won’t be able to be available everyday, nor do I expect you to be either but I still would LOVE to chat OOC, send me memes, pinterests, moodboards, art, playlists, whatever. Just shout at me about this show and or Claudia. please.

I use tupper and exclusively discord, please like this and I’ll reach you via DMs, xoxo

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[hekateinhell]

Hello what do you like besides Armand and VC?

I like lots of things, but my most prevalent non-VC related interests are:

Cats (I have two and would die for them)

Historical fiction (I especially love Colleen McCullough's The First Man in Rome and Mary Renault's Fire From Heaven trilogy)

Rock autobiographies/memoirs (my favorites are Mötley Crüe's The Dirt, Nikki Sixx's The Heroin Diaries--I read those around the time I got into VC, it was wild--and Patti Smith's Just Kids). I used to be obsessed with the history of punk rock, glam rock, and glam metal in New York and LA, and those stuck.

Architecture. I grew up surrounded by architects and as a result I get weak in the knees every time I pass a Baroque Revival building. I look for three things whenever I go on vacation: food, libraries, and old buildings--my Pinterest reflects this. The New York Public Library is one of my favorite places in the world (just look at the Rose Room and the Catalog Room, I'm hyperventilating),

Chocolate. The Cadbury Fruit & Nut Milk Chocolate Bar with a cup of Lady Grey tea is a top-tier experience (put a little square in your mouth and then take a sip of hot tea to melt it, thank me later).

[rphunter]

Good [insert time of day here] friends, 👻 –  i’m (23 FTM) am looking for a roleplay partner (20+) set in The Interview With A Vampire show with me playing as Claudia, either romantically against a Madeleine Or an OC, Or platonically against a Lestat and/or Louis (hell throw in an armand or daniel if you’d prefer, or anyone else) 

– canon to complete au plot(s) & anything in between we may come up with, I have mutable ideas to work with but would prefer a partner willing to spitballs ideas we’re both excited about, I’m comfortable with smut, dead dove 🕊️ and dark themes (although I do not want sex to be the only thing it’s about and prefer to build up), as is the norm for this type of media. I like to mix my canons of the books and show but no prior knowledge of the books is required and It will probably not come up much realistically.

– I’m an experienced writer and can go well beyond character limits if the muses hit or well below if it’s a more dialogue heavy scene, or action packed. As long as it flows, don’t worry about word count or all that nonsense. I am rather busy so won’t be able to be available everyday, nor do I expect you to be either but I still would LOVE to chat OOC, send me memes, pinterests, moodboards, art, playlists, whatever. Just shout at me about this show and or Claudia. please.

I use tupper and exclusively discord, please like this and I’ll reach you via DMs, xoxo

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[mel-the-fangirl]

Always You

Armie Hammer x Reader

Words: 3,372

This is just a self indulgent thing I wrote to get myself back into the swing of writing stuff. This is actually the first thing I’ve finished in a long ass time so it probably sucks but it’s something! 

DISCLAIMER: I am not claiming to know anything about what went on in Armie’s marriage, this is all fiction. I have nothing against his wife, once again, this is just fiction.

Please like, reblog or leave me a message! Thank you!

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The California sun beat down on you uncomfortably, matting your hair to the nape of your neck, but you endured it just so you could take in the house before you. The glare of the stark white wall made it hard to look at but you couldn’t help but admire the way the entrance arched around the front door.

Through the small wrought iron window on the door, you could see the courtyard, lush bushes and bougainvilleas of every vibrant colour dotting the perimeter.

You hummed thoughtfully. 

"Not up to your standards?" 

"Surprisingly enough," you spun on your heel and looked up at him. "These are exactly my standards." 

Your eyes traced his impressive height until you were gazing at the floor. 

"Right down to the hand painted tiles." you muttered, eyebrows raised

Armie laughed, throwing his head back, "Wait till you see the inside." 

The inside was even better. Natural, earthy tones were perfectly contrasted by the vivid colour of the Spanish tiles, everywhere you looked there would be a cluster of them in just the right spot.

He talked animatedly, his long arms swinging and gesturing all over the place. His blue eyes were bright and you moved from room to room trying to keep up with his huge strides. 

"This is your room." he stated, throwing open the arched wooden door with a flourish

You knew what to expect, of course. Ever since he came to you asking for ideas on how to design his new home, your shared Pinterest board was focused exclusively on Spanish Revival but seeing it in the flesh was a whole other experience. 

"Armie…" you trailed off, gripping his arm tightly

It was a dream come to life. A dream of a spacious, immaculately clean room with white walls and warmly coloured rugs, a giant bed with your recommended bedspread and number of pillows all in order (you couldn't believe he actually paid attention to the Pinterest board).

"Do you like it?" he asked you, placing his large hand on yours

"Like it? I fucking love it, Armie! Oh my god!"

You raced to see the bathroom and nearly died and went to heaven, if you weren't already there. 

A classic, tiled bathtub was tucked into an alcove that took up most of the far side of the wall. The drawers and the sink were all set in rich, dark wood and it all smelled vaguely like jasmine. 

"Oh, yeah," you nodded approvingly, already picturing yourself in the tub, overcome by bubbles. "Hell yeah." 

Armie looked at you with a goofy grin on his face, he reached out to squeeze your shoulder, "I'll grab your bags, why don't you hop in there? I'm making dinner, you just relax." 

"You said the magic words." you grinned back at him

He leaned down to kiss your cheek, his soft lips and the subtle smell of his aftershave caused your heart to skip a few beats. 

A feeling of dread began to cloud over the bliss that came before. You clasped your hands together tightly as he walked past you, he stopped at the door, the top of his head almost grazing the frame. 

"Y/N?" 

"Yeah?"

"I am so glad you're here." Armie winked at you and shut the door behind him, leaving you sucked in a whirlwind of your own increasingly frantic thoughts

You stared at the closed door, his kiss on your cheek still tingling. 

"Bath." you declared to no one in particular, hoping that once you were done, all your worries and anxieties would go down the drain with the suds. 

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You woke up with a start, the water in the tub sloshing around as you roused yourself from sleep, that bath must have really done the trick. Night had already fallen, it was pitch dark and only the scented candles you lit illuminated your surroundings.

Outside, the palm trees swung from side to side, back and forth in an erratic dance, big fat drops of rain fell noisily onto the ground, painting it in a silvery sheen. A full blown storm was raging beyond the French casement windows. How long were you out?

You ran your hand along the wall to turn on the lights but when you flipped the switch, nothing happened.

A blackout. Of course.

You dressed quickly in the dark, hoping nothing was inside out.

"Armie?" you called out, shutting the door behind you

As you walked through the house in the quiet darkness, with only the sound of your slippers on the tile and the pouring rain as your companions, you couldn’t help but feel a little scared. 

The longer you thought about it though, the more you were convinced that it wasn’t the fact that you were walking alone in the dark that was scaring you, it was the thought of being completely alone with Armie in his beautiful new home. 

You paused just a few steps shy of the kitchen. Frank Sinatra’s smooth baritone trickled out of the massive arched doorway.

“The stars are aglow and tonight how their light sets me dreaming.

My love, do you know that your eyes are like stars brightly beaming?

I bring you and sing you a moonlight serenade.” you heard Armie sing along

His voice was like velvet, rich and deep and soothing. Try as you might, you still found yourself drifting towards him. Don’t get it wrong, your heart was beating three miles a minute but you felt like you were on autopilot. Next thing you knew, you were standing in the doorway.

He moved with ease, swiftly reaching over to the spice rack and back to the pot before him. Entranced, you watched as he dipped a finger into his creation and promptly placed it in his mouth, he nodded approvingly and finally lifted his gaze to you.

Your breath hitched in your throat. You felt like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. 

Neither of you spoke. 

"So don't let me wait, come to me tenderly…" Sinatra continued to sing, seemingly giving you instructions.

Armie closed the distance between you until you were almost chest to chest. 

"Dance with me?"

"The power's out." you deadpanned, losing your train of thought as he wrapped your arms around you

"I know, that's why I lit candles. So, will you dance with me?" 

Wordlessly, you wrapped your arms around his torso. He swayed slowly, squeezing you gently.

You rested your head on his warm chest, smiling as he hummed along. This felt good, too good. Your heart tightened in your chest, desperate to hold on to this memory of you and him.

"Oh, shit. The soup." he cursed, pulling away just as steam began to rise from the pot on the stove

The illusion shattered like a porcelain statuette meeting a marble floor. You were brought back to reality and you felt very cold all of a sudden. 

"Y/N, take a seat. I'll bring it all over." he began ladling soup into a smooth wooden bowl

The dining table was long and rectangular, made from dark wood to match the rest of the items in the house. An elaborate candelabra stood in the middle, projecting all kinds of shapes across the room. 

"Now," he set a steaming bowl of fragrant soup in front of you. "Eat up. You're freezing."

"Thank you, this smells amazing."

You expected him to take the seat across from you or at the head of the table but instead, he sat next to you, his leg almost brushing against yours. 

"Hope it tastes as good as it smells." Armie remarked, watching you like a hawk as you took your first sip

"Mmm," you smacked your lips and smiled at his nervous expression. "It's good! Six stars, no joke. Don't look so nervous, Armie, it's just me."

He dragged his teeth along his lower lip and stirred his spoon in his bowl. You would never be "just you" to him, you never were. Something in his heart always made him want to impress you, be around you. It was one of the first things he and his ex-wife argued about.

But you didn't need to know that.

Clearly, this stormy night was going to be spent by candlelight. Romantic, sure, but dangerous. Both of your secrets and words left unsaid hovered over you like shadows, waiting to be revealed. 

Eventually, you settled back into your usual routine with Armie. Catching up, playfully critiquing his movies that you've seen, much to his embarrassment. Then finally, an opening to ask the question you've been dying to ask. 

You set your wine glass on the table, tracing the lip of your glass with your fingertip. "So, are we going to skirt around it all night, Armie? Or are you going to tell me what happened?"

He sucked in a deep breath, wiping both his hands on his lap. He’d been expecting that, of course. You two haven’t seen each other in a year but you never lost touch. When the news of his divorce broke out, you expected to be the first person he would call, but he never did.

“Well, Y/N, uh,” his long fingers scratched at the back of his neck, "I got divorced because I had an affair. Nothing physical happened but, well, you know.”

A year ago, Armie’s marriage had been slowly but surely falling apart, it was falling apart way before the word “divorce” ever crossed their minds but they both held on, for the children. Until, they couldn’t. When all sorts of headlines and far-fetched gossip made the rounds, he took it all, nevermind that his ex-wife had her own issues, all people wanted was to take a shot at him and he let them. He didn’t really care what anyone else had to say.

The trouble was, everything was different for him when you were involved. He hung his head low, keeping his eyes on his lap. 

“Chin up, Armand.” you reached over to brush your knuckles against his chin, “I didn’t come here to judge you.”

“What are you here for then?”

"I’m here for you."

"You've always been there for me." 

A moment passed. Two, three. Mere seconds but it felt much longer. When your eyes met it felt like you were finally seeing each other for the very first time. 

Armie’s palms had become slick with sweat and he felt a lump forming in his throat. He gulped down a glass of water to fend off whatever was going on with him.

"So, uh. How's that guy you've been seeing?" he casually draped his arm over the back of his chair even though he wasn't feeling casual at all.

"Well," you exhaled, smiling ruefully at him. "That's been over for months now." 

He was absolutely floored. His eyes widened to a size that could rival the bowl in front of you and his jaw almost hit the floor. You chuckled into your shoulder.

"Damn, Y/N. That's the second one this month." he clicked his tongue

"Armand, I don't think you're in the position to judge. " you looked at him meaningfully, cocking your head to the side

"Heh. Touché."

You ate in silence while trying to ignore the way your heart was trying to break out of your chest. Talking about your love life was dangerous territory. 

"Can I just ask you something though?" Armie put his spoon down and turned to you

"Look, I know I'm not exactly Dr. Love right now but, what's going on, Y/N? You know I’m always here if you need to talk."

He was so genuinely concerned, you could see it in the way he looked at you. It’s a shame he was the reason behind all your failed relationships. This really wasn't how you pictured telling Armie you had been in love with him since you were teenagers. In fact, you didn’t think you were going to tell him at all.

Before you could even stop yourself, the words came tumbling from your mouth. 

"I've actually been in love with one man my entire life." 

"Whoa! Whoever he is, he’s a lucky guy. To have the Great Y/N Y/L/N hung up on him." the corners of his lips were quirked up in a soft smile but you noticed that it didn't reach his eyes

"Oh, he was lucky for a while," you gripped the side of your chair until your knuckles turned white

"Everyone adored him, saw how talented he was. His life was picture perfect."

Why you were saying all this to Armie, he had no idea. It stung a little, knowing that you were hung up on someone else but he was definitely used to you overlooking him by now. 

"But he.. He's going through a bit of a rough patch now. He's.. He got a divorce," 

He squared his shoulders and weaved his arms tight against his chest, his eyebrows knitted together. 

Finally telling him the truth terrified you but you'd gone this far, there was no turning back. 

"Uh, yeah. He got a divorce and he hasn't seen his kids in months. It was so hard on him and he didn’t even talk to me about it but… I love him."

Saying it out loud was oddly therapeutic.

"I love him," you said louder, feeling the adrenaline course through your body. "I've loved him ever since I first met him. I loved him when we became best friends,"

"I loved him even when I had to sit and watch him marry someone else. I loved him when he told me he was going to be a dad and he cried on my shoulder because he said he was so afraid he'd mess it up,"

Armie uncrossed his arms so abruptly, the face of his watch clacked against the table. His eyes were wide, filled with questions. 

You nodded, answering the most obvious one. Tears began to sting in your eyes and sobs spasmed in your throat uncomfortably. But still you went on. 

"I loved him even when… Even when I watched him build this beautiful life with his beautiful wife and children. Even when all I could do was stand by and try to be okay with knowing that I was never going to get to be with him the way I wanted. "

Your shoulders shuddered with each shaky breath you forced through your lungs. You didn’t dare look at him, you kept a hand over your eyes as you cried.

And like hell did you cry. You cried for all the lost time, the missed opportunities, the longing looks, the what if's.

"I… Jesus. All this fucking time, Y/N." he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose and screwing his eyes shut

Like he couldn't even stomach the sight of you. 

"I should've kept my mouth shut." you shook your head and got up

What were you thinking?

Did you honestly think it was a good idea? What did you expect would happen? That he would take your face in his hands, thumbs skimming lovingly across your cheeks? Did you honestly expect that he would finally press his lips into yours and everything would fall into place?

Just as you were about to leave the kitchen to dramatically pack up your things and see if someone was insane enough to give you a ride home in this storm, Armie reached up to grab hold of your arm.

“Don’t… Just,” he huffed, shoulders deflating, “Just don’t walk out, let’s-let’s fucking talk about this, Y/N.”

“We don’t have to talk about anything, Armie. Let me go and we can just forget I ever said anything.”

“I don’t want to forget, Y/N!” Armie suddenly exploded, rising from his seat

All six feet and five inches of him loomed over you. You had to crane your neck just so you could look him in the eye.

“Okay. Alright, let’s get this over with then.” you dragged the wooden chair back, its legs squealing noisily against the floor

You planted your hands firmly on the top of the chair, using it as a shield between you and him.

Armie regarded you with caution, “You’re not going to throw that at me, are you?”

“Can we get on with this?” you snapped

"Alright then," he ran a harsh hand over his face, "Why." 

"Why what." 

 "Why now!" he yelled, raking his hands roughly through his hair, “Why not back then when things were less fucking complicated!”

"It was too late, okay?! You were already with Elizabeth when I figured it out and I didn't wanna ruin things for you. There was never a good time.”

He stepped toward you, placing his hands on the chair next to your own, “We spent half of our goddamn lives together, Y/N! You never found a good time then?”

You looked at him. You've looked at him for half your life basically. His classically handsome face, the crinkles by his sky blue eyes that were present even when he wasn't smiling, the lines that were carefully etched into his tanned skin deepened as his brows remained pushed together.

"I didn't want to lose you! Okay?! You're fucking right, we spent half our lives together and there was no way I was going to risk going through the other half without you!"

"We could have spent the rest of our fucking lives together, Y/N. Right from the fucking start, that's what I'm trying to tell you. Right from the start, it could've been just you and me." he retorted, his voice threatened to crack

The magnitude of his words began hitting you, wave after wave. 

"We were both goddamn cowards. Now look at us," he threw a hand in your direction then at his chest, "Serial Dater and Divorced Cheater."

Silence stretched miles between you, neither of you had any more words to squeeze out of yourselves, you felt raw, exposed.

Your hand went numb from gripping the chair too tightly, you wandered over to the kitchen sink to hold it over running water but you ended up sitting on the floor with your head heavy in your hands.

To say that this wasn’t what you bargained for when you accepted Armie’s invitation to see his new house would be the understatement of your entire life. You turned his words over in your head about a dozen times.

Didn’t you get what you wanted? There it was, all laid out for you, what were you waiting for? 

Armie sighed, settling down on the floor next to you. He took your hand, the one that was just beginning to wake up, and massaged it in his.

“Can you look at me?”

You did as he asked, lifting your eyes to his. He was smiling, it was hard not to smile back.

“Hi.” he planted a kiss on the back of your hand

“Hi.” you replied, looping your arm through his and resting your head on his shoulder

The storm continued to sweep through and the wind shrieked outside but for the first time that night, you felt completely calm despite the big question staring both of you in the face.

“So now what?” you asked

“Now, I think I should reheat dinner.” he got up and extended his hand to you

Was he fucking with you? That really wasn’t the answer you were expecting but you tried not to let your disappointment show. Once your hand was in Armie’s, he pulled you to him, one hand cupped your cheek while the other landed on the small of your back.

“May I?”

His lips were just a hair’s breadth away from yours. You looked up at him, nodding almost imperceptibly but he didn’t miss a beat. He  kissed your cheek first, then your forehead, making your eyes flutter shut. You were so close together, you wondered if he could feel your heart pounding against his chest.

“Are you going to keep me waiting?” you whispered, hands already snaking around the back of his neck

Armie bent down slightly, nuzzling his nose against yours as he shook his head, “I think we’ve both been waiting long enough.”

[wisesnail]

From time to time, I take a break and ‘do what I want’, no matter how self-indulgent. 

For some reason, in the last few days I’ve started thinking a lot about Vampire Chronicles and how much I loved some of those characters as a teenager. And I thought that it would be catarthic to finally paint them from imagination (and the odd reference from Pinterest XD).

So I present you the speed-painted version of Armand and Daniel Molloy.

Because I’m trash 💙

[schaumcns-blog]

literally james’ and my expression 25/8 but anywho, hello everyone ! i’m antonea, literally a trash can for armand douglas hammer and i prefer she/they pronouns ! i said i was gonna give up rich kids rps but look where i am. me ? a fake ! a phony ! a hack ! but ofc i’m playing kendall bc i can’t resist and i gotta put these 800+ snap icons to good use but anyway, i’m happy to introduce my angel baby james !

james is swedish-american ! she grew up in sweden for about four years before she and her family moved to the states. they didn’t move directly to beverly hills, though. they lived in boca raton and then in chicago for a little bit before finally settling down in beverly hills when she was about eleven years old. i kid you not, that’s when she became a us citizen. she had a green card, but she just went ahead and did it instead of waiting until the green card expired.

growing up, james’ dads jeremiah and christian raised her to be genderless or agender. they dressed her in gender neutral and unisex clothing, as they wanted her to pick which gender she identified with the most. obviously as a kid she was fine with it, but when she reached the age of eight, she knew that she preferred to be called a girl and her parents respected that. from then on, she wore traditionally female clothing and identifies with the pronouns she/they.

her parents have an architecture and real estate company that they own together called sebastian & wolfe ( named after james’ middle name and her younger brother sebastian ) where they essentially buy property, build a home and sell it. or, they purchase a home, flip it, and relist it on the market with the new renovations and such. they’ve been working on this company for years, so it has grown and is now worth $375M. 

because i’m #extra, the family home is HERE and her home is HERE

james has known since she was little that music is what she wanted to do. she plays the piano and guitar, and her voice claim is a mix of sabrina claudio, louise johnson, and pia mia. so, she majored in music industry ( which is apparently a real major at usc ) which helped get her foot in the door, but she has to deal with a couple of obstacles, where people don’t want to take her seriously because she’s a rich kid trying to enter such a competitive field. she graduated last year and has been working on an album ever since then. at the moment, james is independent, and she’ll probably end up staying that way.

anyways, james’ label is THE RETICENT because she’s not really open about how she feels. instead of talking, she likes to drink, and sometimes even that can get her into trouble. it’s also because she unfortunately had a trash af girlfriend for about a year. so, james has a band called james and the wolves. it’s mostly made up of people that she met at usc, including her ex girlfriend. things were really good in the beginning for them, their bandmates liked them together and she was james’ first girlfriend ( and her first love ) so she was completely head over heels.

after about six months, her girlfriend started changing. the band was doing little gigs here and there, nothing too fancy, so after the shows they would linger around and talk to the people who wanted to talk to them. whenever james stopped to talk, her girlfriend would always find a reason to flip out, and it was mostly because she was jealous. in a sense, james was the face of the band, and she of course, gained a little more attention than everyone else, but she didn’t act as such.

however, her girlfriend would, and it always led to them arguing all the time and sometimes rehearsals weren’t going well because her ex was always accusing her of something crazy. ( like once for a gig james wore this dress that showed a little leg and she got mad bc she thought james was trying to get attention from one of the girls in the front row smh ) and it kind of didn’t sit well that james is bisexual and proud of it, so idk her girlfriend was just an overall mess.

james, being a nut, didn’t break up with her and they were together for about a year and a half with their other bandmates telling james to leave. she finally did and honestly she doesn’t want to open herself up to anyone else. she’s afraid that they’re going to treat her the same way and she doesn’t want to go through that again, so she prefers to just keep it all to herself.

that’s pretty much it?? i suck at intros buT you can read her connections here, the statistics here, and you can look at her pinterest here ! pls give me all the plots i want them all break my heart warm my heart, and love me til i die ! 

[lovehaswonangelnumbers]

New Post has been published on https://lovehaswonangelnumbers.org/out-of-balance-mars-in-libra-4-october-to-19-november-2019/

Out of Balance: Mars in Libra, 4 October to 19 November, 2019

Out of Balance: Mars in Libra, 4 October to 19 November, 2019

By Armand Diaz

The Cosmic Warrior strides into Libra on the 4th of October this year, only to be reminded by his host, Venus, to wipe his muddy boots – or better yet leave them at the door. Mars isn’t too happy in rule-oriented and mannered Libra, but he’ll be quite busy over the next six weeks.

The theme of this time is overcoming restrictions, as we work through Mars in Libra while Mercury is retrograde (or in his shadow). Little is said or done directly, and we could feel that backroom deals are going on out of sight, or that we’re mired in bureaucracy. There are points during these six weeks when things will erupt, however, and it’s a good idea to be ready for those times (October 12 and 27th, and November 5th and the 17th – 20th are particularly hot periods).

As if to highlight the paradox of Mars in the sign of the scales, his first aspect is an opposition to Chiron, who’s in Mars’ home sign of Aries, on October 8th. Chiron in Aries can signal self-doubt, a wound around our ability to assert ourselves. Mars can’t be too happy to see the ‘Wounded Healer’ in his sign, especially while he’s across the dial and unable to do much.

Next up is a quincunx to Uranus in Taurus on the 12th, as we approach the full moon in Aries. While full moons tend to bring things to light, Mars is somewhat indirect in Libra, and the quincunx is not an easy aspect to get a handle on. “What’s wrong?” might be the question we ask and are asked, and the answer could be elusive. Most likely, it’s a time to deal with things on our own, without much expectation for cooperation with others. Irritation could lurk beneath even the most pleasant-sounding and benign encounters, and the Aries Moon (which is square to Pluto) could spark sudden confrontations.

The Scorpio New Moon is on October 27th, the same day that Mars squares Saturn and just a day before his quincunx to Neptune. Mars in Libra square to Saturn in Capricorn sounds like an invitation to bureaucratic entanglements, but persistence could (should?) pay off with Mars in Saturn’s favorite sign. This new moon is directly opposite Uranus, so once again we’re likely to see tensions reaching the breaking point rather quickly.

Things are less clear with the quincunx to Neptune, but it could be that the best attempts to play by the rules come to nothing. Perhaps Mercury’s station to retrograde results in lost paperwork, or frustration with never-ending procedural nightmares – Mars is only willing to wait on line for so long, after all.

It’s Mars’ square to Pluto on November 5th that may provide the greatest drama of his time in Libra. This aspect feels like a slick corporate attorney, working for, but maybe also against, the interest of power brokers. There’s nothing overt about Pluto, and little that’s direct about Mars in Libra, so the action may go on behind the scenes. Wait for Mars’ sextile to Jupiter at the full moon on the 12th to get more of the story.

Mars leaves Libra for his second home in Scorpio on November 19th, and it’s worth watching the period from the 17th through the 20th carefully, as there are many aspects that seem to suggest mixed messages and indirect communication. While Mars is at the end of Libra, truth-teller Pallas Athene is quincunx Uranus, and Mercury stations to go direct. It seems like this could be a time when the truth comes out, or attempts to bury it are revealed.

For the Air and Fire signs, Mars in Libra should work out relatively well. Libra will get extra energy from the transit, and Gemini and Aquarius can also make the most of it. Aries might feel somewhat challenged with their ruler in detriment, but Leo and Sagittarius have at least potential to use the energy constructively.

Scorpio and the other Water signs are likely to struggle a bit. Scorpions have Mars in their 12th house, and may have trouble seeing clearly what’s happening – a challenge that Pisces are also likely to feel. Then again, one challenge of Mars in Libra is that it isn’t very overt for any sign. Cancerians get a bit of stress in the areas of home and family.

Earth signs can deal with Mars in Libra, practically, which is what we would expect. Taurus has the least to do with this placement of Mars, although bulls may find that the Uranian issues they are facing spike around the 12th of October, with comfort zones showing signs of vulnerability. Virgos may have to deal with financial matters, and Capricorns could be focused on work. For both Virgo and Capricorn, the strategy is to bring issues out into the open and deal with them as directly as possible.

All signs can look back to the first half of 2014, when Mars spent an extended period of time retrograding in Libra, for clues as to how this transit may play out. Don’t expect the same events, but look for a thematic resonance.

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Nickname: I don’t have one actually.... wait... do I? My best friend calls me P, which I think is short for a nickname I had for a week in college that has long gone now. 

Star sign: Cancer


Height: 167 cm


Last thing I googled: How to get to Hong Kong from Guangzhou (I’m flying home from my China trip tomorrow and I need to go back to Hong Kong for the flight)

Favorite musicians/bands: I can’t choose one!! I’m going to cheat and list my favorites in a sort of top 5 order... Hanoi Rocks, Black Sabbath, Tyrannosaurus Rex, Led Zeppelin and I think right now it’s The head and the Heart strangely. Of course I spent most of my teenage years listening to HIM on repeat. That’s ten years of Ville crooning before everything went to hell. I still love them though, but it’s more than kinda of a nostalgic love rather than that passion I felt back then. 

Song stuck in my head: Bloody Hammer - Roky Erickson. I’m not overdoing this but I have had that song on a constant loop in my head since 2007. I tried listening to it again and again to break the loop - figured if I listened to it enough times it would go away, but I think it just made the loop stronger... It’s a problem. 


Last movie I watched: ‘Mommy’ by Xavier Dolan. 


Last TV show I watched: Sherlock

What are you wearing right now: An embroidered white cotton shirt with grandad collar, it’s pretty much my favorite shirt, got little red hearts and lips embroidered on it and it’s such good quality I love it. Soft black suit trousers. Bare feet, I’m about to head to bed right now. 

When did you create your blog: Eh... I’ve been on Tumblr on/off for the past three years. This one is from June 2016 I think, maybe a bit earlier. I never used to post anything before, I’d just lurk :) 


What kind of stuff do I post?: Everything I come across that I have some sort of response to I guess. Probably 50% Vampire Chronicles because that’s my only real fandom attachment. The rest is aesthetics and piano music. 

Do you have any other blogs: I’m thinking about doing a fashion one, but I’m too lazy to actually do it. I use Pinterest to collect fashion things rather than Tumblr atm. 


Do you get asks regularly?: Not really. Sometimes I’ll have a couple in one day, and then nothing for months. 

Why did you choose your URL?: I just typed in my name to see what came up, and Tumblr generated something ridiculous like this for me and I just though ‘meh, whatever...’

Gender: Non-binary. I look quite feminine, and I’m okay with that but I identify more with the masculine. Online I prefer they/them pronouns, but in real life I can’t be bothered correcting people all the time. 


Hogwarts house: I had to do the test to find out because I don’t know anything about Harry Potter... I’m in Slytherin apparently. I don’t know if that’s good or bad - are there any bad houses? I hear Gryffindor is quite popular. 


Pokemon team: God I’m so ignorant, don’t know anything about Pokemon. 


Fave colour: Probably navy, or black.

Average hours of sleep: 6 - 7 hours. I don’t sleep very well in general so I’m always exhausted. I dream too much. 


Lucky number: Don’t have one, don’t believe in lucky things such as lucky numbers and charms. 

Fave characters: Okay... Snufkin, Peter Pan and Armand. Wow... it’s becoming more and more obvious that I have a complex of some sort... but let’s not go into that... 

Dream job: Writer - I want to just write novels so bad, but right now I’m sort of doing my second dream job which is art direction and graphic design. Really I just want to live in a big fabulous city apartment and scribble down notes all day and not worry about anything except coffee and croissants.

I’m tagging: @woolabumboomalackaway, @vampires-and-witches, @anton-mordrid and @obsessional-ram