#cancer x Pisces

[deepestuniversallove]

Me with Vash from "Trigun Stampede". I am so in love with him, this man needs to be protected at all costs! And he needs a happy ending!

Based on this:

[daphnaea]

zodiac couples: pisces (f) + cancer (m) for anonymous

[astro-tag-9]

I had no idea you assigned characters for couples; that is so cute ☺️

When you have the time and if it is still possible; could I please request for these placements to be assigned to a couple…thank you so much for your time 🤍🤍🤍

Me (Female):

Sagittarius: Sun

Cancer: Moon

Scorpio: Venus and Mars

Him:

Capricorn: Sun and Venus

Pisces: Moon

Taurus: Mars

🩵Sarah Walker and Chuck Bartowaki🩵

( Chuck )

[the-words-they-said]

They read us like a book, baby. ✨💫

[hymn-to-mercury]

✨🪐Astrology observations🪐✨

These observations are all based off my own personal experience and are mostly generic - don't take it to heart if you disagree <3

🪐 No one seems to fully understand how Aquarius Moons work, including Aquarius Moons themselves.

🪐 I love how heavy Mars influence shows up in people's physical appearance! I’ve always noticed that people with a lot of mars dominance in their chart have a big forehead and/or a widows peak, as well as rosy cheeks or a naturally reddish/pinkish undertone to their skin.

🪐 Undeveloped Virgo and Sagittarius placements absolutely do not give a fuck about your feelings. They can be extremely self centred I've noticed to almost a dangerous detriment.

🪐 A lot of people give Scorpio women the Mean Girl rep, but honestly I think that title should be lent to Virgo women too 😭 They tend to have this hangup about perfection, and I think when undeveloped it shows more as an aversion to anything 'weird' or against the status quo.

🪐 Cardinal Mars signs (that's Aries, Cancer, Libra, Capricorn) reallyyyyy can't hide their dislike for things 😅 people, food, celebrities, whatever. If they don't announce it verbally then you can at least tell by their face lmao.

(I once had to put on my ~emergency socks~ when I was wearing heels on a night out, and every time someone came up to me to tell me how nice my outfit looked I would say thanks and then just not stop yapping about how the socks were not originally apart of the outfit 😭 I couldn't let people think I approved of socks and sandals alksjdgfsjdh)

🪐 Scorpio placements can dish it but can't take it. Cancer placements will sneakily dish it under the guise of a joke and then start crying if you try to dish it back.

🪐 People with Leo Moon tend to 'perform' their activism a lot. That's not to say that they don't practice what they preach, but I think when they do speak up their image has something to do with it

🪐 If you were born under a Mercury Retrograde it might feel like you were destined to be misunderstood no matter how well articulated you are 🙃 I don't think it's a problem with yourself as much as it is with the people you encounter through your life though. Your biggest 'ops' might be people who are very particular and specific about word choice - think Gemini and Virgo Placements (if you are a Gemini/Virgo yourself, this may manifest for you as harbouring some self-hatred or significant self-consciousness).

🪐 Pisces want very badly to be carefree, but a lot of the time they severely struggle getting over their need for outside validation. Being carefree is also a trait they might find attractive in other people.

[astral-lucy]

opposite signs in a relationship

aries+libra

classic combo. they're both boujee, planning expensive dates from time to time. they like to show off their partner ! they probably move too fast, but that's because why would they ever be apart?

they're lowkey also the kind of couple that would break up and make up a hundrer times. and make that public every. single. time.

taurus+scorpio

the ones who are touching each other at all times; hand-holding, hugs, anything. stealing the others' hoodies, scrunchies, perfume. they make sure the other one feels safe.

the only bad thing about this combo is how possessive they are.

gemini+sagittarius

the ones that look more like besties or even brothers rather than anything else. they're adventurous people ! their dates are either going on a hike or going to a museum.

the bad thing here - they're both pretty dettached signs.

cancer+capricorn

the old fashion ones. the ones making letters to each others, giving gifts to the other. probably the ones planning their future long-term since very early on in the relationship. they act as each others' therapist.

the only bad thing here is how both of these signs are scare to show their feelings.

leo+aquarius

the fashionistas, the ones who take seriously the act of taking pics of the other. the ones who act like best friends a lot but french kiss each other everywhere. shameless.

the only bad thing with these people is how jealous they can get.

virgo+pisces

their anniversary is their favorite time of the year and you can't tell me they don't think going to a library or grocery shopping is not a date. the kind of couple who would suddenly go on a trip without telling anyone or who suddenly moved in together.

i just don't think they act rationally when together.

| i loved doing this! hope you enjoyed this as well.

[doodlingwren]

For scientific purposes I need to know what kind of rizz Deathmask has.

I drew some examples of what I believed would happen:

...

Now, it's time for you to

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[vampyrebellion]

This post is literally them

[triko-the-fluffy-artist]

Deathmask was taken by surprise...

What a lucky bastard👀💕

[vanisketches]

♓ season

Pisces Aphrodite x Cancer Deathmask

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[sheeeetux11]

Astrology (Short x Sweet) 🍯✨ • 2079

New Moon in Sagittarius 9° ♐️🌑 Dec 1, 2024

Exciting. Enlightening. Enthused. 🌟

Joyous replenishment of mind, body & spirit. Renewal of Optimism. Recharging one’s Spirit & Courage. Reclaiming one’s Faith & Inner Strength. Inspired & Ready for New Chapters. Feeling supported & guided by the Divine. 😇 A deeper connection to self through both your Passions & Purpose, aligning the two harmoniously. Moving ahead through will & determination. Actions well-planned. Successful New Endeavors. 🔥

A struggle to break free from subconscious patterns, fears & cycles. The intense tension of grounding practicality with spirituality. Frustrations that can lead to burn out if not careful. Seeking higher purpose, moving steadily towards higher goals. Internal Tensions pressuring to move out of comfort zone. 🌩️ Past mistakes, regrets & fears welling up to surface in order to first hurt the ego and then to rebuild it in a healthy way. Internal struggles leading to great self-realizations. Emphasis on Emotional Maturity and Practical Execution of Important Ambitions. Breakthroughs in personal & professional growth. ⚡️

Heightened Spiritual Awareness & Drive for Long Term Success. 🐲

Happy Birthday Sagis ♐️💞

Many hugs & Much Luv ❤️‍🔥

xo

[floaromaxtowns]

Quick 2023 is almost over

Keep up with the silliest ship trends

Reblogs appreciated!

[deepestuniversallove]

So I was reading up on Phantom Pain and how losing upper extremities causes the worst pain one can imagine, and there we have Vash the Stampede, who must be in agonizing pain every minute of the day (between this, the pain his scars cause, too and the management his left arm stump requires), and he still SMILES through it all. And he is hunted, and he is lonely on top of that. Damn, i want to help him and love on him so much. ;////;

So, what if my S/I (who is a runaway Plant engineer/scientist traveling to try and heal the red Plants) takes care of Vash's wounds by applying some ointment for the pain?

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Monika's gentle touch traced the ragged lines that etched Vash's skin, each one a silent story of battles fought and survived. The dim light of the moons seeped through the cracked blinds, casting shadows that danced across the room as she meticulously applied the ointment to the scars that crisscrossed his body. The sweet, medicinal scent filled the air, a stark contrast to the underlying tension that hovered between them.

Vash's eyes remained closed, his face a stoic mask as he endured the sting of the salve, a small price to pay for the promise of relief. His chest rose and fell with each shallow breath, the only sound in the quiet except for the occasional rustle of fabric as Monika moved closer to reach a new wound. Her own eyes were filled with a mix of determination and sadness, as if she could will away his pain if only she tried hard enough.

"How can I be worthy of you?" he murmured, his voice barely audible. It was a question that had haunted him for longer than he cared to admit. He felt the weight of his past, a heavy burden that seemed to grow heavier with each passing day.

Monika paused, the small glass jar of ointment poised in her hand. She looked up at him, her hazel eyes filled with an intensity that seemed to cut through the darkness. "You don't have to be worthy," she said firmly. "You just have to be you."

The room was a sanctuary of softness, the bed sheets pulled taut and the pillows fluffed just right. Outside, the world of No Man's Land was a tumultuous symphony of chaos, but here, in this small corner of the hotel, it was as if time had ceased to exist. Monika's gaze was unwavering as she continued her ministrations, her heart swelling with love for this man who had become her everything.

Her thoughts drifted to the first time she had seen him, a figure of legend and terror, and how she had never expected to find such kindness and vulnerability beneath the surface. Yet here she was, her heart in her throat as she tended to his wounds, both the ones that bled and the ones that didn't.

"But I'm a mess," he protested, his voice raw with emotion. "A walking disaster. How can you love someone like me?"

Monika took a deep breath, her hand lingering on a particularly nasty scar that stretched from his shoulder to his elbow. "Because you're not just anyone," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "You're the man who saves people, the one who brings hope to the hopeless. And even if you can't see it, I know there's so much more to you than the pain you carry."

The silence stretched out between them, thick and palpable. Vash's eyes remained closed, but she could see the muscles in his jaw clench and release as he digested her words. She hoped they brought him comfort, even if just for a fleeting moment.

With a soft sigh, she set the jar aside and climbed onto the bed, carefully positioning herself so as not to cause him any more discomfort. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close so that his head rested on her chest. His breathing grew steadier, the tension in his body slowly melting away as she held him.

"You're more than enough for me," she murmured into the quiet, her heart beating a steady rhythm against his cheek. "And I'll always be here to help you carry the weight."

For a while, they lay there, two souls bound by love and pain, finding solace in the warmth of each other's embrace. Monika's hand stroked through Vash's hair, soothing him like a mother would a child. In that moment, she realized that her love for him was more than just a feeling; it was a promise, a vow to stand by his side through every storm that life threw their way.

Vash's eyes flickered open, meeting hers with a look of wonder. He reached up, his fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against her cheek. "Thank you," he whispered, the words carrying a weight that seemed to resonate through the very fabric of the room.

Monika leaned down to press a tender kiss to Vash's forehead, the act of affection a silent answer to his question. She knew that his self-doubt was a monster of his own making, one that had been festering for too long. Her love for him was unconditional, a beacon that shone through the murky shadows of his past.

"Every scar tells a story," she began, her voice a gentle lullaby in the stillness. "And every story has a hero. You're that hero, Vash." She paused, her gaze drifting to the wall, where the moon's silver glow painted a mural of their tangled shadows. "I don't see a broken man when I look at you. I see a survivor, a protector, a force for good in a world that often forgets what that looks like."

Her words hung in the air, a gentle reminder of the strength he held within. Vash's hand reached out, his fingers curling around hers. He didn't respond, but the tightening of his grip was a silent acknowledgment of her support. It was a moment of understanding, a shared secret that bound them together in ways that neither had ever anticipated.

Monika's eyes searched his, seeking the truth that lay beneath the surface. "You're more than your scars," she said firmly. "You're the man who makes me laugh, who makes me feel safe, who makes me believe that we can make a difference."

Vash's expression softened, the lines of pain around his eyes slowly easing. He knew she was right; her love was the balm that soothed the rawest parts of his soul. With a sigh, he pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her waist as he buried his face in her neck.

The warmth of his breath sent shivers down her spine, a reminder of the connection that existed between them. It was a bond forged in the crucible of shared hardship, one that transcended the superficial.

"I'll do better," he murmured against her skin, his voice muffled but earnest. "For you, I'll keep fighting."

Monika nodded, her arms tightening around him. "We'll fight together," she said, her voice a gentle promise. "We'll find a way to live with your pain, and maybe, just maybe, we'll find a way to heal it."

Vash's eyes searched hers, looking for any hint of doubt or regret. But all he found was love, pure and unyielding. It was a love that didn't seek to change him, but to understand and support him, to stand by his side as they faced whatever the future held.

"Your resilience amazes me," she continued, her voice a soft caress. "You've been through so much, and yet you never give up. You keep fighting, you keep smiling, you keep caring about the people around you." She traced the line of his jaw with her thumb, her eyes never leaving his. "That's what makes you noble, Vash. That's what makes you the man I love."

He looked away, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. It was a smile filled with a quiet strength, one that had seen the worst the universe had to offer and still chosen to find the good. "And what about my convictions?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. "You know how stubborn I can be."

Monika's laugh was a soft, sweet sound that filled the room. "Your convictions are what make you you," she said, her gaze warm. "They're what make you the hero that you are. And I love that about you too."

The conversation lulled, their hearts beating in sync with the quiet night outside. Monika knew that Vash's pain was a part of him, a testament to his strength and his past. But she also knew that together, they could face anything.

"I'll always be here for you," she murmured, her hand resting over his heart. "Whenever you need me, I'll be right here."

Vash took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling beneath her touch. He knew she meant it, that she would stand by him through the fire and the storms. And for the first time in a long time, he allowed himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't as broken as he thought.

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The night passed slowly, the hours marked by the steady tick of the clock on the wall. Monika remained by Vash's side, her eyes never straying from his face as he drifted in and out of sleep. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of love and determination, a silent vow to do everything in her power to ease his burden.

When dawn finally broke, the light spilling into the room like a gentle embrace, Vash's eyes fluttered open. He looked at her, the early morning light playing across her features, and felt something stir within him. It was hope, a feeling that had been buried deep beneath the layers of pain and guilt.

"Thank you," he said again, his voice gruff with emotion. Monika leaned down to kiss him, her lips soft and warm against his. "For what?" she asked, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

Vash offered a small, genuine smile. "For loving me," he said, his voice thick. "For seeing me."

[thedarkoneswithin]

The Zodiac Signs during a tornado

Aries: Takes vertical photos of the tornado and goes live on tiktok to film it.

Taurus: Sees warning on the news and is the first one to hide in the basement. May come upstairs to take canned food for survival but eats all of it as the tornado passes by.

Gemini: Chases the tornado in their car and goes inside of it but somehow survives...

Leo: They're the news guy that's freaking out on live tv.

Virgo: Decides to drive around the neighbourhood and warns everybody who doesn't know their is a tornado.

Libra: Never knew but survived anyways.

Scorpio: Saves everybody else but doesn't make it to the basement in time and gets yeeted 500m in the air by the tornado.

Sagittarius: I won't stop driving this stolen Lamborghini till I make to Russia!

Aquarius: Is the tornado.

Pisces & Cancer : Nobody knows where they are but they somehow survived. Gemini concludes that it was the survival bunker they made a few years ago in case this would happen.

[bloodofasteria]

opposition synastry is funny bc it’s just this video summed up 🤐