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[northopalshore]

‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧ Indicators of a less than well-off spouse &

the significance of the 8th house

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This means they may have struggled with money, finances, and assets in their life. It can range from poverty stricken, an unhealthy relationship with money (i.e spending habits or addictions) to middle class or average life.

This post applies to the Juno, Briede, Groom persona charts & through derivative astrology. However, in the Groom or Briede persona chart, it manifests after the wedding.

☆ Saturn, Chiron, Mars, Lilith or Neptune in the 2nd house in the Briede 19029 (if you are interested in women), Groom 5129 (if you are into men) , and Juno 3 persona chart : means that your spouse will come from a lesser financial background than you. Money may have always been somewhat of an issue in their lives, so they spend much focus on obtaining it.

☆ If it's Chiron or Lilith in the Juno persona chart here specifically, they may be rather ashamed of it, or don't want to be a burden to you when it comes to money. This is most prominent when first getting to know each other. They may feel rather left out or seem like an outsider to your financial lifestyle.

☆ In the natal chart:

This is where we'll focus on the 8th house as it symbolizes the spouse's financial gain, shared resources and also their spending habits. That being said, it's also important to see the sign & degrees that they are in as well as aspects that it makes for more context. Please understand that these may manifest in their childhood or upbringing and their future may change. (See Beyonce's example on the bottom of this post. )

Note: If there are no planets in the 8th house, look at the 8th house ruler.

Stellium in the 8th house: It means that money is very important to your future spouse. They may attach a lot of meaning into their possessions. Money, as well as the things that they own have been a very integral part of their lives depending on what planet is there.

If Sun is here: than they may base their identity with what they have or what they wear. They could very much be someone who deeply values their aesthetics.

If Moon is here: they will have a strong emotional attachment to their money & belongings. They may have their natal moon in the 2nd house for example. They may like to keep collections of things, like figurines, trinkets, clothing from a specific brand or something.

If Venus is here: Their love language centers around luxurious attraction, they may enjoy spending money on beauty products A LOT. These are the type that will splurge for the sake of their looks or to raise their vibrations. All that glitters is gold to them. They also may earn a lot of money, or have always had what they want (or need) handed to them.

If Mars is here: They likely spend a lot of money, or have a habit of splurging or have zero impulse control when purchasing something. It may also mean that they are always looking for ways to earn money, and may have struggled to gain money i.e have multiple jobs, do a lot of hard work, physical labor.

Ex: See my post about Lana Del Rey's 8th house & her husband's career as an example in this post.

If Mercury is here: Their work may involve talking or communication, being quick witted, guiding people, teaching, etc. Your future spouse has money on their mind. This can sort of manifest in a multitude of ways, but they are very hard working. It doesn't really say definitively whether they are born wealthy or not, but it does give extra context on the sign or degree that it's in. They may talk about money or have a lot of ideas regarding how one can gain money.

If Jupiter is here: Most of you may have already read my rich spouse indicators post. You know how much Jupiter is raved to be the "wealthy spouse" indicator. Even if they did live a hard life, financially, they still had it much better than you did.

If Neptune is here: Similar to mars where they have no impulse control when it comes to spending or buying things. Being so entranced by the moment and ending up buying more than they set out to check out lmao. They may have an unreasonable or unrealistic approach to having money or towards their possessions at times.

If Saturn,Pluto, Chiron or Lilith is here: They may have grown up in poverty, perhaps their family has debt or are always struggling to make ends meet. Very common to see in spouses who grew up in broken homes, struggling because of the financial position they are born in.

Ex: Beyonce has Chiron (°22 Capricorn) in retrograde in her Taurus 8th house. Everyone that has heard any of Jay-Zs old songs knows that he did not grow up in wealth. He grew up in poverty, living in a public housing complex. His father left his family, which left his mother being the sole breadwinner of the family. At some point he had to sell cocaine to survive.

Though since it's in 22, he has struggled to turn his financial situation around i.e to get stacked lmao. The 8th house is in Taurus, which normally would mean that the spouse will have stable or good income. 22 as you know is "kill or be killed", and in this scenario he has come out extremely successful. Granted, Beyoncé also has the starr (4150) asteroid here in an aquarius degree. He is considered a legend in the industry for the unique contributions that he had made through his music. He's extremely influential.

If Part of fortune is here: Your spouse was likely born into a wealthy family, generational wealth. If not then they are very blessed in their career i.e always have a way to gain money or get a job. If they have a brand or business, it's likely that they can make a lot of money through that.

Materially stable signs in the 8th house:

Taurus, Libra, Sagittarius, Leo, Cancer

Somewhere in the middle:

Gemini, Capricorn (goes both ways), Virgo

Not as stable:

Aquarius, Scorpio, Aries, Pisces

(the sign it's in just gives more context, it's not the sole indicator.)

<< Important notice ✋🏻 ⚠️>>

If you have more than one planet, you have to combine their energies together, even if they may be contradicting. It doesn't "cancel each other out", but rather give you a progression or a clearer scenario. Please think wisely! Make sure to compare your Juno, Groom & natal chart together as well.

Thank you for reading ♡

@northopalshore

@northopalshore spouse finance 2024 all rights reserved.

[thealchemistbae]

Asteroid Mony (7782) Persona Chart Pt. 2 Observations 💰

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Let's talk careers and job vibes based on your North Node sign in the Mony Persona Chart. This is how you are destined to secure the bag, and these are the fields that align with your money karma. This isn't just any job list. This is your soul-aligned path to wealth. This seems to be more accurate in how you will make money in this lifetime. I have studied billionaire charts and their north node in this persona chart has confirmed to me that they are in their prospective careers and of course the rest of the chart verifies it. We are going to break this down to get the full picture. We are going to look at the sign your NN is in, and the house. In Part 3, I'll discuss degrees and rulerships because that is IMPORTANT too!

North Node in Signs:

💲: Aries -> Your bag comes from taking initiative, personal leadership, and being unapologetically bold. You're not here to follow. You're here to start trends, take risks, and own your path. Destined jobs: Entrepreneur/CEO, Influencer, Personal trainer, Motivational Speaker, Army/Military/Law enforcement, public figure/brand front face.

💲: Taurus -> Your bag comes from creating luxury, security, and beauty. Slow, sustainable growth. Lean into sensual skills, create consistent income, and enjoy the fruits of your labor. Destined jobs: Real estate, Chef/baker, Fashion/beauty Influencer, Musician/vocalist, Jewelry designer, Farmer or herbalist.

💲: Gemini -> Your bag comes from talking, teaching, writing and sharing your ideas or the internet/social media. Your words literally attract money. Speak, write, post and watch your bag grow. Destined jobs: Content creator, PR/marketing, Social media strategist, Writer/Blogger, Podcast host, Teacher/coach.

💲: Cancer -> Your bag comes from emotional intelligence, intuition, and creating safe spaces. Soft power is real. Care is currency. Emotional labor turns into income here. Destined jobs: Therapist/healer, Real estate agent, Doula/midwife, Chef/home chef influencer, Spiritual mentor/astrologer, Family business owner.

💲: Leo -> Your bag comes from creativity, performance, and being center stage. You shine for a living. Your presence is the product. Fame = fortune with this node. Destined jobs: Actor/performer, Entertainer, Creative director, Personal brand influencer, Children's content creator, Party planner/event host.

💲: Virgo -> Your bag comes from precision, healing, organization, and being of service. The more useful you are, the more you earn. Tiny details = major dollars. Destined jobs: Wellness coach, Nutritionist/herbalist, Editor/analyst, Accountant or organizer, Healthcare field, Pet care/grooming.

💲: Libra -> Your bag comes from relationships, balance, and creating beauty. Worth with or for others and create peace or aesthetic experiences. Money loves a vibe. Destined jobs: Relationship coach, Lawyer/mediator, Interior decorator, Fashion stylist, Brand strategist, Wedding/event planner.

💲: Scorpio -> Your bag comes from deep transformation, shared wealth, and taboo topics. Handle money, sex, death, and transformation and you'll never be broke again. Destined jobs: Financial advisor/investor, Sex education/OF baddie, Spiritualist/medium, Therapist/trauma healer, Psychologist or occult, Crime/true crime content creator.

💲: Sagittarius -> Your bag comes from teaching, storytelling, traveling, and sharing wisdom. Freedom is your wealth. Teach people, inspire and get paid to roam. Destined jobs: Travel blogger, Life coach/spiritual teacher, Professor/educator, Influencer abroad, Author/screenwriter, Religious/spiritual leader.

💲: Capricorn -> Your bag comes from climbing to the top, working smart, and building empires. You're here to run shit. Long term wealth, status, and legacy = your money path. Destined jobs: CEO/founder, Government official, Architect/engineer, Corporate mogul, Investor, Authority in your niche.

💲: Aquarius -> Your bag comes from innovation, internet, community, and future thinking. You're here to do it differently and get rich doing it. The weirder, the better. Destined jobs: Tech/start-up founder, Crypto/NFT content creator, Humanitarian/non-profit leader, Content strategist, Trend forecaster, Online community builder.

💲: Pisces -> Your bag comes from dreaming, healing, and connecting to the divine. You attract wealth through softness, vibes, and spiritual alignment. Intuition = income.

North Node in Houses:

🏦: 1H -> You're meant to make money by being seen, taking initiative, and becoming the face of your brand. Independence = income. People are drawn to you, not just what you do. Billionaire tip: Monetize your persona, presence, and authenticity.

🏦: 2H -> Money is part of your soul path literally. You're here to build personal wealth, own your worth, and create stability. Your bag grows when you stop relying on others and claim your value. Ruler of the 2nd = super important here.

🏦: 3H -> You get money through communication, education, media, marketing, or social platforms. Your voice is valuable. Teaching, influencing, writing, or public speaking is your income keys.

🏦: 4H -> Legacy wealth. Real estate. Family business. Money flows when you heal ancestral wounds and root yourself in emotional safety. Nurturing work, home-based empires, or generational blessings come through.

🏦: 5H -> Creative energy. You're meant to get paid for your art, style, presence, and self-expression. Think performers, content creators, fashion, beauty, and romance-based work. Leo placements here =star power.

🏦: 6H -> Money comes from being of service, creating structure, or mastering a craft. Health, healing, routines, or work ethic = money flow. You're meant to master discipline without overworking. Pay attention to details; they bring dollars.

🏦: 7H -> Partnerships = profit. You're here to collaborate, create win-wins, and monetize relationships. Think brand deals, joint ventures, legal/business consulting, or marrying well (no shame in the sugar game). Libra/Venus influence makes this even more luxe.

🏦: 8H -> You're meant to deal with big money; other people's money, investments, power, inheritance, or transformation. Passive income, joint finances, and financial alchemy are your lane. You're here to turn pain into profit.

🏦: 9H -> You get money by going global, thinking big, and expanding your beliefs. Education, spirituality, travel, publishing, and high-ticket services align with your money path.

🏦: 10H -> The bag is your birthright. You're here to be known, respected, and successful AF. Fame, status, career legacy, and boss moves are written in your money karma. Don't play small; your name is the brand.

🏦: 11H -> Money comes through community, followers, internet presence, tech, and innovation. You're meant to impact the collective and get paid doing it. Monetize your message.

🏦: 12H -> You're meant to make money through spiritual, creative, or subconscious work. Behind the scenes magic, dream work, healing, or divine timing leads to financial flow. Rest = revenue.

Where is your North Node and are you on your soul aligned path that you were destined to do to make money? Let me know in the comments.

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[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Sibling Cat Hybrids: Patricia and Pepper

Deciding to take on hybrids was something you were hesitant to do 

Besides being morally controversial for you, it was a huge hit to your spending money

But you got tired of the faux pride you got donating to hybrid-care facilities 

So instead you decide to walk into a shelter (one with good practices)

And you tell them upfront that you’re willing to open your home and heart to the ones who need you most

Crippled, rejected for looks, attitude problems

The helper lights up and then deflates before asking some leading questions

“Do you like cats?”

And that is how you are given Patricia and Pepper

This sister and brother duo are two sides of the same kind

Patricia has a luxuriously long tail and grooming routine that matches

“Are you illiterate? The signed packet told you I needed to be groomed, shampooed, and conditioned regularly.”

“Well yeah, that’s why I left everything in the bathroom.”

“Hold on! You think I’m doing this myself?! Nuh-Uh, You have so much to learn! Grab the brush and pull up a stool, now!”

Demanding as she is gorgeous Patricia is a cat girl with expensive tastes

Until that day she’ll likely swipe your credit card to buy the incredibly overpriced brand-powered shampoo 

And just curl her lip at you when you confront her

“Don’t cry, if you keep working hard I’m sure you’ll pay it off.”

For as unhelpful and arrogant as she is, her brother is an extreme opposite

“I know you showed us to those extra rooms just for us but i-if you don’t mind my stench I think I can serve you better in your room!”

“What?!”

“I’ll be happy to sleep on the floor! I promise I’ll be useful!”

Pepper’s always so eager to help and talk himself down

You’ll literally have to fight him to make sure he’s sleeping and taking care of himself instead of the home

“P–please I’ll probably eat once I finish cleaning this one last thing.”

“Probably?! No, you look like you’ve lost too much weight!”

“Nooo please!”

This dynamic will be going on for a long while 

You going to work and returning home to find either Pepper in danger needlessly risking his life 

Or Patricia throwing out all of your childhood memorabilia because she felt it was tacky

Maybe for once you shed a tear

Or you yell

Or you just completely shut down from any conversation 

In the end, you leave 

For a long time

Longer than you’d go to the store or even work

You’re just gone

“Pat I think you did it again. You scared them off!”

“I scared them off? Please I know very few people who’d be happy coming home to a corpse.”

“At least I was trying to be useful!”

“I took care of the grooming they didn’t do, that’s plenty generous.”

“Thanks to you, they’re sending us away! I really liked this one!”

“Don’t blame me, you cur! They’re leaving because you appall them!”

They argue for hours

Because they are siblings

And it helps with filling the sound of you going through your nightly routine

By the end of it, both of their hair are sticking out 

they’re pacing while nervously staring at the door

So many thoughts in their head 

The embarrassment of being sent back

The disappointment and scorn from the employees when they return

The pain they felt when you reacted the way you did

The suffocating fear of you leaving them forever

They’ve had absent owners…but they were always that way

You were there even if you sighed and scolded them, you were still there

You might’ve kept to yourself but you didn’t ignore them

At the end of the day, they still ate together with you

… They really didn’t like this

When the lock on the door clicks and the light clicking of a turn begins 

They’re leaping for the door

Capturing you in a hug you can’t escape from

“We missed you! I-I’m very sorry! I fished out and cleaned everything! Please forgive me! And please don’t just send me away! Oh and my brother too.”

“PLEASEDON’TSENDUSAWAYPLEASEDON’TPLEASEPLEASEIMIGHTBEPUSHEDTOSTRAPABOMBTOMYSELFANDBLOWINGUP—”

“Whoa whoa, I’m not sending you guys away. Also, Pepper what was that you were going to say?”

“WAAAAHHHH tHANK THAank YOu! WAHHH” 

After Pepper can breathe, you don’t mind sitting down with them to finally speak

“I’m glad you’re not sending us away. I was certain you found us annoying enough to.”

“Oh no I do find you two annoying.”

“What?! wwwwWAAHHHH!”

“But I’m not going to send you away because of that. Also, I think it’s pretty crummy that I can even do that after all the paperwork I signed.”

“WAHH! I’M ANNOYING!?”

“Yes, Pepper now shush. That’s very mature of you I also appreciate your honesty.”

 Ultimately they relax when it comes to being sent away

But they’re worried that you barely address your annoyance 

“Even my friends annoy me. It’s not that bad.”

“But it is. I–we pushed you so far…we’d like not to do this again.”

“I-I think…Pat and I just want to please you…maybe more than just what your morals allow.”

Thus a new routine has begun

One that won’t have you leaving for hours on end

“Good Evening dirt on my heels, who’s going to give me a gift big enough to buy that Prada collar I’ve been eying?”

Now Patricia streams finding a small group of people willing to fund her interests allowing her to contribute to the home 

Pepper continues to clean up the house but with new parameters

“Here (Y/n)! I took pictures of me eating all my meals today! See? Now can I get head pats?”

This works allowing them not to get on your nerves while you navigate life with your two hybrids

If they have any say in it that’ll be all you’ll be aware of

On the other side, Patricia and Pepper are taking their independence very seriously

“Pepper, did you finish your dossier on the coworker who called yesterday?”

“I did, here’s the file. I’ve already gone to the trouble of mapping out their routine; highlighting the best times depending on the method we use.”

“Good work. Now next report?”

“Yes! I found this while cuddling (Y/n) last night~ They got all giggly when I touched a specific spot with my tail.”

“...Last night where was I?”

“Dealing with the neighbor’s loud little pest.”

“Right…For equal treatment, I’ll be initiating our cuddle session tonight.’

“Hahaha…nice imagination Patty but that’s my job.”

Somehow fighting between the siblings still persist but you’d take that over the stalemate you two had before

[tashiduncandonaldson]

something i've always found particularly interesting about art donaldson is how he doesn't have any tan lines, or if they're there, they're SO faint, you don't really see them.

shortly after i watched challengers for the first time last year, i tweeted something joking about what kind of a tennis player was he if his pale ass didn't have any kind of a tan, and i got a curiouscat anon who posed the theory that that was a purposeful choice because of how he's framed throughout the 2019 portion of the story.

in 2019, art is presented as this godlike figure in the world of tennis (an american male with two french opens during the rafa era????? would need to be godlike), something close to perfection. he's described as having a very clean game, his technique is supposed to be flawless, he's clean cut with an extremely pristine image seated in his grooming, his luxury brands, and his titles. he's elite. there's also this image of him as like a fallen angel: 6x grand slam champion who fell from the top of his game to probably the worst of his career. even his shoulder scars are framed in kind of this beautiful way that emphasize his beauty and perfection.

also, when he's slutting himself out for tashi and suggestively stroking the tennis racket, his scars are in the light, and they only seem to add to that "fallen angel" image. they're there, and they're noticeable, but they're reenforcing this specific idea of him as this beautiful being who's fallen from grace.

so if we start looking at him through this lens of pristine beauty, the lack of tan lines makes sense to me. and yes, i keep going back to the word "pristine" because that's the perfect word to cover both the flawlessness AND the cleanness that i think is the purpose of art's image.

anyway, i've thought a lot about this since i first yapped about it on twitter and that anon presented their theory, and i haven't yapped about it here, so that's all this really is. it might very well be as simple as there was a practical/technical reason behind not giving mike faist a fake tan line (which makes sense) since they were shooting in boston in like, february, and mike probably didn't have a tan line of his own. but if we're looking at it from a cornplating point of view, as i love to do with EVERYTHING challengers-related...then i'm in love with this thought of the lack of tan lines being a purposeful choice to further push the image of art as this beautiful, untouched, pristine figure.

tl;dr - art donaldson not having tan lines is on purpose, and he's beautiful. thank you for coming to my ted talk!!!!

[llpurpleplaysll]

Random All Might/Yagi Toshinori Headcannons

these are purely for fun and humor and not to be taken seriously lol (Some what NSFW ish so be warned)!

Since he’s retired, he’s forgotten how to do his hair and maintain it correctly since every-time he transformed into All Might his hair was automatically styled. Occasionally sometimes you will see him try to do his own hair (which is just him taking a brush or a comb to it) and failing immediately because he caught a knot in his hair and it was just to painful for him to continue.

While yes you’ve helped him wash his hair before, he absolutely hates wash day because it consists of you forcing him to sit down for what feels like forever and detangling his lions mane that he calls hair. The only thing he absolutely refuses to let you do is detangle his bangs (because they’re hanging by literal strands of hair from him being so stressed all these years). The only reason he lets you do his hair is because U.A has a strict on personal hygiene, with hair being on the list.

Nezu told him it doesn’t have to be perfect just somewhat decent and something that doesn’t have him resembling the lion Pokémon, Pyroar, as Class 1-A described it. Toshinori took great offense to this and softly ranted to you about how he doesn’t look like a Pokemon. (He does and you agree with Class 1-A that he looks like Pyroar but he’ll never know that)

While you pick and groom his hair, he will have you pluck out any visible grey hairs. The last thing he wants is for the kids to start calling him ‘Old Might’ and to treat him like he’s a frail elderly man (this stemming from the fact that he complained one Christmas about his knees hurting and the kids gifted him a wooden cane..never again will he vocalize his body pain around them).

Moving on from his lack of hair care knowledge, you do know that if anyone sparks rumors of him being a bit smelly, you could vouch for him and say the opposite. Because of how big of a brand All Might was (and still is with him being retired) luxury cologne and body wash brands continually send him bottles of cologne and washes for him to rate and try on.

He has an entire drawer full of expensive colognes and his bathroom simply can no longer hold the mass amounts of body wash he has on the shelves. To a point, you believe some of those colognes and washes may be aphrodisiacs, for some reason whenever he puts them on and you get a first impression of the scent..you just simply can’t keep your hands off of him.

His favorite notable scents are ones that announce his presence but don’t overwhelm the person that has to smell or be around it.

At U.A there’s an inside joke that if you can’t All Might and Izuku isn’t around to locate him for you. Simply just go to the hallways and follow the smell of his cologne like a bloodhound hot on a foxes scent trail, eventually you’ll find him.

Toshinori will, somewhat, admit to you that when he first started out as a hero and something that lasted till his bronze age, he’d willingly go out in his natural musk back in America because (and as he quoted) “The people digged his natural smell”. That was until he realized the only main people were hippies and down-to-earthers who only used crystals and lemons as deodorant, that’s when he began to wear deodorant out in the field. You chuckle at this small story everytime he either brings it up or you remember it.

Part 2 if I feel like it..I just had to share these cause my brain wouldn’t stop bothering me on it lol.

[yoonavii]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓

Rich bachelor! Law x Reader

Description: On your courthouse wedding day, hope and determination fueled you, but your fiancé's absence and the revelation of a secret girlfriend shattered your dreams. In that moment of heartbreak, Trafalgar Law, an eligible and wealthy bachelor driven by the need for his family's inheritance, appeared. He offered a life-altering proposition: marry him in exchange for financial security. You immediately accepted without hesitation, unaware of the thrilling twists and turns awaiting you on the unexpected love journey.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

The city of Sabaody appeared almost surreal under the persistent downpour, the streets glistening with rainwater and neon lights reflecting off the wet pavement. You hastily exited a yellow taxi, its tires sending up a spray of water as it sped away. Clutching your umbrella, you dashed up the stone steps, the raindrops patterning a rhythmic tune on its canopy. Inside the courthouse, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the bustling, rain-soaked streets. The corridors were lined with heavy wooden doors leading to various courtrooms, their dark oak contrasting with the white marble floors. The scent of rain-soaked coats hung in the air, and the soft murmur of conversations between lawyers and clients filled your ears.

Finally, you reached the designated courtroom, your heart pounding as you pushed open the imposing wooden door. The judge, an imposing figure in a black robe, peered over the rim of his glasses. He tapped his watch with a measured impatience, the seconds ticking away audibly in the otherwise silent room. With a flush of embarrassment, you offered a hurried apology, the words echoing in the hushed space. The judge leaned forward, his voice carrying the weight of authority as he remarked, “You’re ten minutes late.”

Your gaze swept over the room, noticing the familiar faces of friends and family who had gathered for this momentous occasion. Panic surged as you realized your fiancé was conspicuously absent. The judge’s stern tone deepened your anxiety as he asked, “Where is your fiancé?” Desperation took hold, and you retrieved your phone from your pocket, trembling fingers fumbling as you dialed your fiancé’s number. Each ring felt like an eternity, and your hope dwindled with every unanswered call. Finally, it diverted to voicemail, and you excused yourself from the courtroom, stepping into the hallway. The fluorescent lights above flickered slightly, casting an eerie glow on the gray walls. As you tried your fiancé’s number once more, your heart raced. Outside, the relentless rain painted a picture of uncertainty, mirroring the doubt and concern swirling through your thoughts.

As you continued to redial your fiancé's number, minutes stretched into half an hour, and the stress began to gnaw at you like a relentless itch. Frustration and worry etched lines across your forehead. You kept glancing at your phone, hoping for any sign of life from your missing partner. Unable to quell your anxiety, you allowed your gaze to wander, and it landed on an open courtroom adjacent to yours. A courtroom wedding was in progress, and the atmosphere inside was surprisingly festive. The bride and groom, dressed in exquisite attire, exchanged vows with radiant smiles.What struck you as odd was the extravagance of the guests' attire. They sported both recognizable luxury brands and some that seemed to be known only to a select few. It was a stark contrast to your own choice of a simple courthouse wedding.

Your attention was briefly diverted when a slim, tall man around your age exited the room. He exuded an air of sophistication and confidence. His golden eyes hinted at a hidden depth, and his chiseled face framed by slicked-back black hair added to his allure. He was dressed in a minimal yet elegant all-black ensemble, oozing a kind of charm that was hard to ignore.

For a moment, you found yourself admiring his appearance, but then a wave of guilt washed over you. You had no business checking out other men when you were supposed to be getting married today. Your gaze returned to your phone screen, desperately waiting for your fiancé to pick up, your heart heavy with worry and doubt. As you waited anxiously, a voice from inside the courtroom called out, “Law.” It was the groom, and you mentally noted the name of the handsome man as Law. You watched as Law turned to the groom, annoyance flickering in his golden eyes. He whispered something to the groom, who appeared chastened and immediately apologized, bowing in deference.

Your curiosity piqued, but before you could dwell on this interaction, your phone finally came to life. Relief washed over you as you asked your fiancé if he was okay, explaining your concern for his unresponsiveness earlier. However, instead of your fiancé’s voice, a woman answered the call, and your heart sank. As the woman’s words cut through the air like daggers, you found your voice despite the turmoil inside you. Anger and disbelief fueled your response, and your tone was sharp as you retorted, “What are you talking about? This can’t be true!” The woman on the other end of the line, her voice dripping with condescension, replied, “Oh, sweetheart, it’s as true as the sky is blue. Your so-called fiancé has been seeing me for months behind your back. He’s been spending money meant for your shared expenses on me.”

Your mind reeled, and you clenched your fists, desperately trying to process this shocking revelation. In a mix of anger and heartbreak, you shot back, “How could he do this? We were getting married today! Who are you, anyway?” She laughed again, that same cruel laughter that grated on your nerves. “I’m the one who’s been keeping him entertained, while you were here planning your wedding like a fool. I’m the one he’s chosen over you, darling.” Tears welled up in your eyes, and you couldn’t help but feel a sense of humiliation and betrayal. “You… You’re destroying my life!” you exclaimed, your voice quivering with emotion. She remained unapologetic, her voice cold and dismissive. “I’m just telling you the truth. He never loved you, sweetie. You’re better off without him.” You demanded, in a trembling voice, that he pick up the phone and confirm the terrible truth himself. After what felt like an eternity, he finally picked up the call. Your voice was seething with anger as you confronted him.

With the phone pressed to your ear, you could feel your anger rising like a tempest. "Is it true?" you demanded, your voice trembling with a mix of hurt and fury. "Tell me you didn't do what she said." A heavy sigh on the other end was followed by a heartless admission, "yeah, it's true. I haven't loved you for a long time. I've been using you, living off your money while saving everything for my new girlfriend and our new life." Each word cut deeper, igniting a burning rage within you. "You heartless, selfish... Do you even understand how much I've struggled because of you?!" Your voice quivered with a blend of sorrow and anger. "I gave you chance after chance to change, to be a better person, and this is how you repay me? I regret every moment I ever spent loving you or feeling pity for you!"

The line went silent for a moment as your fiancé absorbed the force of your words. Finally, he responded, "Well, I don't need your pity or your love anymore—“

With those words, you reached a breaking point. The torrent of emotions, the years of suffering and betrayal, all culminated in a moment of sheer frustration. Without thinking, you slammed your phone onto the ground, the sound of it shattering echoing through the hallway. Your heartache was now accompanied by the pain of a destroyed device, symbolizing the wreckage of the life you had built together.  As you sat there in the dimly lit courthouse hallway, shattered phone in hand, your focus consumed by the turmoil of your own life falling apart, you were unaware that Law had been observing your situation with keen interest.

Just as Law opened his mouth to perhaps offer some comment or consolation, his own phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and picked it up, his expression quickly shifting from curiosity to irritation. It was his father's financial advisor on the line, and they delved into a discussion about his father's will. Law's brows furrowed deeply as he listened, and he finally interrupted, frustration evident in his voice. "Why are you discussing this with me when my father is still alive? Is something wrong?" The financial advisor explained matter-of-factly, "Your father instructed me to discuss the beneficiaries with you in case anything were to happen to him. It's a precautionary measure, nothing more."

Law's irritation lingered, but he couldn't deny the weight of the conversation. As he concluded his call, his thoughts seemed to drift back to you, sitting there with your world shattered, much like his own feelings of betrayal and uncertainty about the future. As the conversation with his father's financial advisor continued, Law's irritation gave way to bewilderment. The advisor disclosed a surprising update to his father's will, something that caught Law completely off guard. His voice filled with curiosity and disbelief, Law questioned, "What is it? What did my father do?" The advisor hesitated for a moment before delivering the unexpected revelation. "Your father updated his will recently. In it, there's a condition for you to inherit his wealth and properties. You won't gain access to your inheritance unless you're married for more than a year."

Law was struck speechless by this revelation. His father's desire for a daughter-in-law and the prospect of a grandchild had always been a topic of discussion, but he never imagined his father would take it to this extreme. Law sat in stunned silence as the weight of his father’s unconventional condition settled upon him. He never thought his father’s desire for a daughter-in-law and grandchild would manifest in such a peculiar way. The advisor’s voice brought him back to the conversation, “Your father made this decision to ensure the continuation of the family legacy. It seems he was quite adamant about it.” Law could hardly believe it. It was as if his father was orchestrating his life from beyond the grave. A mixture of frustration and resignation washed over him. “Is there anything else in the will I should know about?”

The advisor assured him that he had covered the essential points, but Law couldn’t help but contemplate the unexpected turn of events. His father’s plan seemed to be unfolding like a complex chess game, and Law was left to grapple with the implications, all while sitting in the courthouse hallway where your own life had taken a dramatic, painful turn.

Law's gaze lingered on you for a moment, and when your eyes briefly met, a fleeting connection sparked between you. However, you quickly looked away, wiping away the tears that had been streaming down your cheeks as you listened to your own life unravel over the phone. In the midst of his own turmoil, Law's determination grew stronger. He couldn't let this opportunity to secure his inheritance slip through his fingers, regardless of the price it might entail. He leaned closer to the phone and instructed the advisor, "Tell my father that I've met someone and that we were planning to get married at the courthouse."

Unbeknownst to him, your ears perked up at his words, and your heart raced. Normally, you didn't jump to conclusions, but the timing and context of his statement left little room for doubt. A sense of disbelief and curiosity washed over you, as you wondered if his words could somehow be connected to the dramatic events unfolding in your own life. Law's confident gaze locked onto you as he interrupted your thoughts, revealing that he had been listening to your conversation with your now ex-fiancé.

The shock of the situation left you momentarily speechless. With a calm yet determined tone, Law explained his unexpected proposition. "You're not getting married to him," he stated matter-of-factly. "I need a wife, and I can assure you that you'll be well taken care of, both physically and, most importantly, financially. You won't struggle ever again." The words hung in the air, and for a moment, you couldn't believe what you were hearing. It was as if you had stepped into the pages of a romance novel, and this modern prince was offering you a castle and a princess title. You pondered on it briefly, the weight of the decision heavy in the air. Then, with newfound determination, you met Law's gaze and agreed, "Alright, I'm in. Let's do this." It wasn't every day that life presented such a surreal opportunity, and you were willing to take the leap into this unexpected twist of fate.

©𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐈— Any sign/evidence of plagiarism made from outside this name will be dealt with by whatever means necessary. Legal action may occur if non fanfiction works are plagiarized.

[margareth-lv]

💎💎💎 Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend 💎💎💎

There is a lot of gratuitous malice in me. I admit it openly. But I'm comfortable with my wickedness because I see writing wicked notes on Tumblr as a kind of compensation for the harassment I experience as a Sam and Caitríona's fan every time a new blonde (with „bangs” aka fringe or without) appears on the menu, or when 🧛🏻‍♂️ rises from his coffin and poses for a photograph without washing, combing or smoothing his crumpled clothes. So I think I'm entitled to publish a mischievous note in the first week of December 2023.

*** *** *** 🔍

When I was looking for Eleanor and Caitríona's links to luxury brands of jewellery and clothing, I came across Eleanor's wedding photos from July 2022. Can you guess what brand of jewellery the bride was wearing on her wedding day? It wasn't a difficult question. DeBeers, of course. Beautiful, sumptuous diamonds around the neck, in the ears and on the wrists.

And then there are the wedding photos.

Has the privacy of the bride and groom or of any of the families been violated? No. Were the details of the ceremony revealed? Not at all. Can you see how happy and in love the bride and groom are? Yes and a thousand times yes. Does the bride's dress inspire awe? I don't think I need to answer that question.

⬇️⬇️⬇️

Does Eleanor's wedding note on Instagram look like advertising? Well, clearly. *** *** ***

Stunned by this beauty, I searched the archives for Caitríona's wedding photographs. Do you remember her first selfie after the 'remarkable weekend'?

And then there were those press reports about "a close-knit family affair". Full of details that turned out to be untrue.

... Except, of course, that the 'family affair' never took place. *** *** *** Truly, you could do a better business in this industry than Our Lady of Monaghan.

😜

[December 4, 2023]

[liquorishblack]

What JJK men smell like, which fragrances they wear and which fragrances they like on you (part 1)

Character: Satoru Gojo (listen, I had planned to cover at least 3 characters in one post but then I startet rambling about my favourite sorcerer and this happened)

Word count: 1.200 (more characters will follow in separate posts)

CW: none, maybe slightly suggestive here and there…

Disclaimer: English is not my first language, so please forgive me any mistakes.

So, I’m a huuuge perfume junky and I have the biggest jjk brainrot atm so it was only a matter of time until the question what the jjk characters may smell like and which fragrances they could possibly wear crosses my mind. I wrapped my head around it and this is what I came up with:

What Satoru Gojo smells like / which fragrances he would wear:

This one was easy and I have no doubt that I have found the perfect fragrance for our beloved strongest sorcerer. I can't imagine him wearing a particularly intrusive or heavy fragrance, rather something that gently surrounds him, like the limitless surrounding his body. His scent is perceptible but not clearly recognizable as a perfume. When you stand next to him, it seems as if he simply smells incredibly good, clean and well-groomed by nature and the scent seems to cast a magical spell over you that makes you want to get closer to him. It’s an attractive and enveloping scent without trying too hard and by no means overwhelming. A scent such as…

…Apollonia by Xerjoff:

This fragrance is part of the shooting stars collection and represents the universe. So, if you’ve ever wondered what it smells like in space, this might be it!

Apollonia is a powdery, musky scent with a woody base. It’s fresh, slightly sweet and creamy. The ingredients are white florals, iris butter and white musk. Sounds minimalistic at first but this fragrance will get you a lot of compliments. A pure nothingness that allures your nose and makes you want more. But due to the woody-musky basenote there is even something mysterious and slightly dark to it which has a tempting and seductive effect on everyone who perceives it.

On another note: I find the whole Universe and shooting star theme highly suitable for Gojo since all his ct’s are based on astrophysics. Also, Xerjoff is a very established luxury brand and the prices for such a little scented water are quite something, I can tell you that! But, that’s obviously no problem for Gojo cause he is loaded and doesn’t seem to mind spending absurd amounts of money on clothes and stuff.

But enough about that because there is another one that would suit Gojo quite well. For some reason Apollonia strikes me as a very serious fragrance - perhaps even a little melancholic, which is somewhat fitting (I think we all agree that Gojo has some dark spots on his soul, which he skillfully hides under his bubbly and cocky demeanor) but I don’t see him wearing Apollonia in his everyday life. Perhaps this fragrance would be it for special occasions, like the 24th of december or on date night. I can see his younger self wearing this fragrance regularly but for his daily business as an adult he could do with something more uplifting, I think. A fragrance like…

…Dancing Light by Olfactive Studio:

Inspired by the aurora borealis or northern lights, this fragrance has something magical about it. Just like Apollonia, it develops an alluring aura that surrounds the wearer as it progresses. I call these kind of fragrances “your skin but better scents” since they’re not trying too hard and are quite hard to grasp but this circumstance makes them all the more mysterious and attracting. The scent starts off very green but develops into a fresh, creamy scent with floral accords and some spicy sweetness. Compared to Apollonia, Dancing Light is fresher, more sparkling and perhaps even a little fruity here and there, but less woody. In my opinion the perfect match for a dynamic young man who likes to have fun, exudes a lot of energy and who doesn’t take life too seriously. While Apollonia can be perceived as somewhat melancholic, Dancing Light is more of a fragrance that exudes a good invigorating mood due to it’s fresh green notes.

The ingredients are fig milk, mint, pineapple, pine needles, flowers like freesia, neroli and jasmine. The base is composed of sandalwood, vetiver, musk and amber.

I can definitely see Gojo wearing this fragrance at Jujutsu Metropolitan Curse Technical College, while teaching or out in the field, exorcising cursed spirits, because it lifts his mood and gives him a refreshing, invigorating feeling, even if he's been on his feet for hours. But in more serious or intimate situations where he wants to present himself not (just) as the strongest sorcerer but (also) as Satoru Gojo, he might opt for Apollonia since it represents the depth of his soul so very well (which is not for everyone’s eyes)… additioning to that, Apollonia would make it probably easier for him to seduce you. Not that he needs this help, but he wants to make sure that his scent lingers with you throughout the next day, so that you don’t forget about him or the memories of the shared last night. As if you could…

For a cozy night in or on a casual day out I can imagine him wearing something like…

…Musk Therapy by Initio:

I don‘t know why but somehow I find this fragrance matches his wardrobe very well… like the casual clothes we see him in on the official artworks at times. As the name already suggests it‘s a very comforting scent. It‘s clean, pure and somewhat cozy and soothing. The scent itself is creamy, fresh, slightly fruity and sweet with light floral undertones. The most dominant note is (as the name suggests) musk, accompanied by bergamot, mandarin, currant, magnolia and sandalwood. A scent that will make you want to crawl into his hoodie while you two are snuggled up on the couch on a cozy Sunday afternoon.

Which fragrances he would like on you…

As everyone and his grandpa knows, Satoru Gojo has a freakin’ sweet tooth, so I think he would definitely fancy gourmand scents on you. They’re not only feminine and sweet but also incredibly sensual, addictive and sexy.

An example of such a scent would be Velvet Tonka by BDK:

As the name suggests, it’s silky, creamy and therefore not too sweet for a gourmand fragrance - quite the opposite; Velvet Tonka is not a sticky sugar candy but rather outrageously elegant. It hugs the body like a silk scarf on bare skin - insanely sensual and sexy. But it doesn't lack a certain warmth that makes it feminine, innocent and cuddly. You definitely need to be careful with this fragrance because it’s definitely addictive and you could run the risk of Gojo burying his nose in the crook of your neck all day long and once you're undisturbed, he won't be able to keep his hands off you.

Another option would be…

Escapade Gourmande by Maison Mataha:

This one is basically creme brûlée out of a bottle - like for real real. That’s exactly what this fragrance smells like. There is caramelized sugar in the top note, vanilla and tonka bean in the middle note and benzoin and musk in the base. Also a creamy gourmand, but it still has a smoky spice, which makes it something really special. His beloved kikufuku mochis will be long forgotten, I can tell you that!

If you want something really sexy that taps into Gojo's darker parts (you know, the ones that come out when he gets drunk on his own strength or while he’s pulling weeds), maybe for a special date night I would recommend….

Bois Doré by Van Cleef and Arpel’s:

Less innocent, more badass and mysterious. A smoky, woody, not so sweet vanilla but damn sexy. He will go feral!

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Thank you so much for reading this far. Likes, comments & reblogs are highly appreciated.🫶🏻

Yours truly,

Ava 🖤

[persephonessecrets]

How to Look More Expensive on Any Budget 💸

1. Stick to a Neutral Palette 🎨

Neutral colors like black, white, beige, navy, and gray exude elegance. A neutral wardrobe is versatile and makes mixing and matching easy!

2. Choose Quality Fabrics ✨

Silk, cashmere, wool, and linen look high-end and drape beautifully. Skip cheaper materials—they tend to wear out quickly and can look less refined.

3. Prioritize Fit and Tailoring ✂️

Well-fitted clothes instantly look more luxurious. Even affordable pieces look high-end when they fit perfectly. Don’t skip the tailor!

4. Classic Over Trendy 👔

Go for timeless cuts like straight-leg trousers, A-line skirts, and structured blazers. Avoid overly trendy pieces; they can cheapen the look.

5. Minimal Accessories 💎

Less is more! A few quality pieces—like a classic watch, delicate jewelry, or a structured handbag—add sophistication without overdoing it.

6. Good Shoes Are a Must 👠

Shoes are the first thing people notice. Invest in timeless pairs like pointed-toe pumps, loafers, or sleek ankle boots. Quality materials like leather go a long way.

7. Grooming is Everything 💅

Clean nails, clear skin, and styled hair add instant polish. Keep brows tidy and nails neutral for a chic finish.

8. Monochrome Outfit Magic ⚫⚪

Dressing in one color or different shades of the same color is super chic. It’s also slimming and gives you a refined, put-together look.

9. Structured Pieces Add Polish 🧥

Go for tailored items like blazers, trench coats, and well-cut trousers. They help define your shape and elevate any outfit.

10. Natural, Polished Makeup 💄

Keep it simple with a natural “no-makeup makeup” look: light foundation, tidy brows, neutral lips, and minimal eye makeup for an effortless vibe.

11. Avoid Flashy Logos ❌

Subtle branding looks refined. Let the quality and fit speak for themselves instead of loud logos.

12. Classic, Structured Bags 👜

Opt for timeless, structured bags in neutral colors like black, beige, or tan. A great bag instantly elevates your outfit!

13. Iron & Steamer: Best Friends 🤝

Crisp, wrinkle-free clothes always look more expensive. Use an iron or steamer to keep clothes looking fresh and neat.

With these tips, you can achieve a polished, “expensive” look—no matter your budget! 🕊️✨

[littlemarianah]

Prompt: “How am I supposed to focus when you look at me like that?”

@tetheredfeathers and I started a challenge to write a text between 500 - 1000 words with this prompt.

Click >here< to see her version of this.

Just something fun to pass the time... I ended up writing my new non-reaped AU project, where Katniss and Peeta never go to the games.

I'm tagging these three incredible and talented writers to continue our challenge.

@mollywog @nightlocked-in @rainymyx

title:

The streak of luck.

A tide of luck had swept over me the last few weeks. Spring is always the best time of year to find things in the woods, but this year I outdid myself. I found two bee hives full of honey. It was very painful and I spent days recovering from the bee stings, but I managed to bring two bags full of honeycombs to sell on the rob. Honey is a rare item in district twelve, so it made me a lot of money.

I think that since spring began, there hasn't been a day that goes by that I don't come home with something to sell with. From juicy wild berries to Turkeys, swallows and wild dogs. I've been finding things more valuable lately.

This month, we had the luxury of spending more stuff than just on food. I was able to buy new boots for Prim, cold coat for me and a supply of oils for my mother to make ointments and resell.

And in the end there was still money left. So I bought a sewing thread and a needle. I grabbed my mother's old white dress from the back of the closet. She and Prim did all the repairs for me. Then I took my dress to Hazelle and paid her a good amount to wash it. She asked me for bleach, to remove the yellow stains from age and mold. Then she asked me for violet fabric paint. It was difficult to find something like that on the black market, it ended costing me a whole rabbit.

I was afraid it would turn my dress purple, but she said that the dye mixed in hot water removes all the yellow stains and makes the dress white like never before.

She was right. It was so beautiful it looked like I had bought it brand new.

As I get older and become more and more like my mother, her dress looks more and more like it was made out for me. The straight cut at the collar makes my long neck - which Peeta praises so much - stand out. The long sleeves hide my thin arms. The tight waist makes it my hips look more accentuated than they actually are. It's a simple dress, it looks like a nightgown. However, its fabric is so elegant that I look like a bride from the big city.

My mom puts my hair in a low bun and Prim makes a lavender flower crown to match spring.

The shoes I will wear are a problem. I only have my beat-up hunting boots and old school shoes. None suit the occasion. My mother's shoes are beautiful, but they are so tight on me. I refuse to spend the whole afternoon limping.

There is a third option, which I don't like very much. There are the shoes I used to wear at the reaping. The last time I wore them I was 19 years old, two years ago. This blue heels are so old they look gray.

I wish I had thrown them away, but you can never waste resources like that. Shoes are expensive. Even if they don't bring back good memories, they are still valuable. My mother cleans them and rubs them with lard to make them shiny. I feel weird, but it's my best option at the moment.

So here I am, dressed like a spring bride. And there he is, dressed like a merchant groom. Waiting for me at the door of the Justice Building.

He has combed his hair back and applied gel to keep the curls in place. A perfectly ironed white shirt, black pants with a silver buckle belt and a brown suit over everything, which make his shoulders pointy. He's perfect. On his feet are also his reaping shoes.

“You look so beautiful." he says.

“You too." I reply.

Then we link our arms and wait until they call us. I feel the heat radiating from Peeta. He doesn't usually get nervous, but today his forehead shines with sweat and he fixes his collar compulsively. So far I've counted five times in the last two minutes.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Oh, my brother lent me this shirt. It's itchy" He groans, awkwarly. I smile at him and he seems to relax.

There are several couples around us, waiting too. Everyone wants to get married in the spring.

Many young women in white. Some with lacy and chic dresses, others with old and yellowed, but all the same holding the hands of their lovers. The young men, one exhausted by work, one covered in coal dust, and another with elegant blue suits and shiny shoes.

We are all there, waiting to get to our turn.

When the door finally opens the old man calls out "Thompson" in a deep voice.

Then a couple enters, the girl with a veil and a garland and the boy with a leather hat. The two are shaking with so much excitement, they are completely in love. Still too young to free themselves from the burden of the Hunger Games. It's not good luck marry before you're 19. So I sigh, and wish them good luck on next summer.

After a few minutes, the couple leaves smiling and receives a round of applause from their family members who are waiting for them outside.

Then the man screams again "Greenwood".

An older, handsome boy, next to him is a blonde girl in a flashy dress. They are accompanied by their parents, elegant merchants. I start stomping my feet anxiously. I want to end the waiting once and for all. After a couple long minutes, they finally leave the building and when I least expect it the man is shouting for "Mellark". I head towards him as if he were calling my own name.

My witness is my mother, I wanted it to be Prim, but she is still a minor. Peeta's witness is his middle brother. He seems a little uncomfortable being there, but he pats Peeta on the back to encourage him.

“Mrs. Everdeen and Mr. Mellark, is it of their own free will that you both meet here today to be united in matrimony?” says the old man.

“Yes.” Peeta said vigorous.

“Yes.” I said in sequence, quieter revealing my nervousness.

Peeta takes my hand gently and squeezes it with his sweaty palm.

I thought I was calm until this moment, now I'm sure I'm terrified. While that old man talks boring things about marriage and laws and the importance of family I get lost in Peeta's flush face. His lips are tight and raised in a restrained smile. I feel my heart skip a beat.

When the man stops talking we each receive a pen. Peeta leans over the thick book first, writing “Peeta Mellark” in cursive. Then it's my turn, my hands shake and I sigh, before finally putting the ink on the paper.

I start with the "K" of my name, with a less sophisticated calligraphy than Peeta's. Now my tremor is visible to everyone around me. Peeta's eyes are the heaviest on me, they make me blush.

“How am I supposed to focus when you look at me like that?” I sigh. He giggles and looks away as I write "Mellark." My new last name.

[harveyguilleniconodelamoda]

Photoshoot: Spring Style

Spring is in and those of us who hate the cold are celebrating! I'm also celebrating because Harvey recently posted this gorgeous photoshoot he did with Toronto-based photographer Kye Mack (Instagram, website), where he's sporting a very springy outfit, and the vibes are immaculate.

Warm Pallet, Cool Vibes

I'll be honest, spring is also not my favorite season. I'm not a spring hater, but I much prefer the in-your-face heat and brightness of summer or the cool, golden crispness of fall to anything spring has to offer. Also, I have allergies, so the months of March to May must be enjoyed through a haze of heavy-duty antihistamines. But I digress!

One other thing I'm not usually crazy about in spring is the fashion. Spring tends to be when the pastels and cool tones dominate, and I'm simply not a fan. Lilac, coral, mint...I like my colors saturated and on the neutral to warm side, what can I say?

All that being said, I love this outfit! The crocheted top seems so breezy and comfortable, and those warm colors look amazing on Harvey. The stripes add definition and structure, with their placement almost evoking the "cartoon in real life" trend which has been all over artistic spaces from makeup to clothing to cake decoration.

Against the warm, almost autumnal colors of the shirt, the bright pop of teal from the slacks really stands out. The choice of a bright, jewel-toned shade is so perfect to match with the warmth of the shirt's pallet while still pulling those warm tones more toward the beach than toward falling leaves and pumpkin spice.

Hair & Makeup

For the grooming in this shoot, Harvey credits Toronto-based makeup artist Holly Jones (Instagram, website), who describes herself as "a firm believer that makeup has no boundaries" and only uses "cruelty free brands and brands that cater to any age, ethnicity or gender."

I love that! I feel like this is another great example of the way that Harvey consistently works with artists who share or reflect aspects of his own style ethos. And the styling here is absolutely gorgeous! The loose, tousled curls and golden glow really sell the windblown, just-in-from-a-springtime-walk vibes.

Affordable Options

Crochet Textured Shirt - The shirt Harvey wears appears to be from Zara. It meets my "under $100" affordability requirement at $69.90 and comes in sizes up to a men's Large. The site also offers a list of options with similar vibes that go up to men's XL, with prices ranging from $45.90 to $69.90.

For the teal slacks, I couldn't determine the exact brand of the pants from the little showing in the photo, but they appear to be slacks similar in color and fabric to these from Dolce Vita Men, a brand that describes itself as "affordable luxury menswear." Their definition of affordable and mine are vastly different, however, with these pants clocking in at $1,228.08.

It was difficult to find that exact shade of jewel-toned teal in a light, warm-weather fabric, but here are some of the best matches I could find!

Teal Titans Suit Pant from Shinesty - $29.99, available in sizes up to 42-inch waist.

CONCITOR Men's Flat Front Dress Pants in Aqua Green from SolidColorPants.com - $39.99, available in sizes up to 44x32 (and I'm delighted to learn there's a site specifically for finding solid color pants!).

Collections Etc Drawstring Cargo Pocket Knit Casual Capri Pants from Target - $28.98, available in sizes up to XXL.

[ro-botany]

The Apple Doesn’t Fall Far: What Heroes Tells us About Validar

I blame @the-priestess-of-dawn for this one. <3

One of Awakening’s worst dads has finally weaseled his way into the mobile game, and so, here we are. If I can make a serious analysis post about Groom!Robin of all units, then I suppose Validar deserves a post as well.

For the most part, Validar’s dialogue in Heroes is unsurprising. There’s a lot of gloating about his plans, a lot of mocking everyone else for being feeble. But there’s one very key place where that pattern falters, and when you really dig into that crack... what at first looks like a shallow villain turns instead into a hollow one.

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I’ve talked before about how the sprites in Heroes can affect your read of a character’s tone and ultimately change the meaning of their words. Such is the case for Validar’s 5* level 40 conversation. It’s easy to read it in a snarkier tone with his sprite sneering at you, but I invite you to read it without the visuals and really take it for what it is:

Askr's future is none of my concern. I aid you only to gain power for myself. I care not for the people of Askr. The evils of this world are nothing to me. I am an agent of fate. Whatever pitiful bonds you share cannot stop the inevitable! But do go on... I will enjoy your struggling.

Notice anything?

What I immediately notice is that for 4/5 text boxes, a solid 80% of the conversation, all the condescension and insufferable confidence is gone. There’s not one linguistic flourish, not one jab at Kiran or anyone else, not even any punctuation beyond the humble period. The sentences are short and to the point. And you know what it sounds like to me?

Like he’s reassuring himself.

He’s calmly repeating things that he thinks ought to be fact, like mantras. Oh sure, he’s trying to convince Kiran that he’s an uncaring shithead who’s only here to further his nefarious plans, but it sure sounds like he’s trying to convince himself of it, too. He only switches back to his usual sneering and mockery with the very last text box, as though he suddenly remembered himself.

What’s also striking about that conversation is how similar it feels to dialogue from other Grima-adjacent characters, and hell, even Grima themselves.

If you told me those first four text boxes were dialogue from one of the fallen Morgans (Future Past edition OR Heroes edition), I would believe you. They’re in a very similar state of mind, with a lot of lines dedicated to calmly repeating they’re only tools of Grima’s will. That they help you only to further Grima’s plans.

And while the phrasing of it is different, the underlying feeling of those lines is eerily close to some of Risen King Chrom’s dialogue, too. “I am the king of corpses” vs “I am an agent of fate”; both of them characterizing themselves as little more than weapons for a god to wield or discard.

We only ever see Validar in a vacuum in Awakening, but we can’t forget that the cycles of abuse that are the story's core apply to him too. I’ve written a lot about how Grima’s agency is constantly stripped from him. I think that if we can acknowledge how much that fucked Grima up in his first life and again as Robin, and how much it fucks up Morgan and Chrom in the bad timelines... We would be hypocrites to deny that that fucked up Validar, too. It must have.

The Grimleal have been trying to resurrect Grima for a long, long time, and Validar is one of the last born of that fucked up lineage. Only unlike Robin, Validar didn’t have the luxury of being swept away from the cult at a young age. No, he grew up steeped in the knowledge that he was born for one singular purpose. The brand he bears is just barely too faint for him to be an empty shell to hold their god, and so like his parents before him, he becomes living weapon and breeding stock. Expected to lead the Grimleal, as the one with the purest fell blood. Expected to produce a warm body suitable for pouring their mad god into.

The course of his life was decided for him long before he was even conceived.

He doesn’t have a choice.

Everyone he cares about and everything he knows is relying on him.

He doesn’t have a choice.

The Exalt of Ylisse hacks and slashes and burns through their home in the name of his god, and the whole damned world must answer for this suffering.

He doesn’t have a choice.

He is an agent of fate.

Validar never got to be a person, not really. He has only ever been a tool of someone else’s will and I think that’s left him empty. He gloats and mocks and insults and laughs about how much he wants it all to burn, but the fact that it’s all he ever does doesn’t paint a very healthy picture. He has no sense of self outside of how he can be useful to the cult. By all accounts he doesn’t even really think of himself as a person.

Many of the parallels between Validar and Robin/Grima start to make a lot of sense this way. The way they both bluster and monologue at least half as a cover, the way they cling to the concept of unalterable destiny to soothe the injustice of having so many choices ripped from them, the way they view every relationship as a means of controlling or being controlled. “Agent of fate” vs “wings of despair”. And I would bet money that Validar’s father was similar, because he too would've been brought up similarly. Risen Kings, the lot of them.

[partypoisonzz]

(yeah, right) he fucking loves me (trey parker x reader nsfw alphabet)

Era: 90s

Content:

- Sub!Trey

- Recreational drug use

- Nobody asked for this as my return lol sorry please still like me anyway

Disclaimer: This explicit story was written by an adult for consumption by other adults only. If you are under 18, please do not read or interact in any way.

Hope you enjoy.

- Pen

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He gets cuddly, but in a borderline stupid way. He's clingy as fuck, so you're going to be stuck in bed for a while with his face buried in your neck and his arm wrapped around your waist. Even cuter, he gets absolutely giddy, giggling and referring to you by pet names that would totally negate his edgy satirist image if anyone ever heard him. You take the opportunity to play with his hair and dote on him for a bit, knowing that that's not a luxury that you often get without a lighthearted argument or joke being thrown in. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of his own is probably his hair. He's pretty damn vain about it and experiments more than is most likely healthy, especially where bleach is involved. However, he does allow you your own input and the opportunity to assist, which results in his impulsive makeovers being a little less disastrous, — and he let you put pink streaks in it that one time. That was cute.

As for you, he loves your chest. Though this isn't without its perverted reasoning, there's something sweet about the way that he buries his face there when you tease him, as well as how he falls asleep with his head over your heart. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

You had to beg him to come inside of you for months before he finally felt secure enough to do it. You'll never forget the way that he grabbed your hips and held you down the first time, whimpering as you told him what a good boy he was for filling you up. 

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He bottoms at least once a week, without failure. He's so particular about being in control all the time, so tightly wound. He trusts you to take the reigns when it's time for him to relinquish his grip. In his opinion, there's no better type of break than when you fuck him stupid.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He knows a good bit, but you've taught him most of it. Luckily for you, he's an eager learner. He doesn't just want to do what's worked before on his past partners, — he wants to please you . He's always happy to take your pointers, and he always makes good on them. 

F = Favorite position 

Either missionary or when you ride him. As basic as it all is, he just wants to get to look at you, no matter if you're above or below him. He likes to watch your face, and remember that this isn't just some random fling, — it's you, and he loves you more than anything. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?)

You already know that he's absolutely ridiculous. He's hardly ever serious unless something's wrong. He frequently cracks (often objectively terrible) jokes mid-deed. You don't mind. You appreciate how he's always, — yes, always, — able to make you laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they?)

You know that this man doesn't shave... Unless you ask him to. Then he would do it in a heartbeat, no questions, because, if you haven't gathered by now, you have him totally fucking whipped.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's so much sweeter than anyone would ever suspect. His entire brand may be playing the part of a massive jerk, but he's just so tender with you. Even when he's greedy, gripping and clawing at you, he's telling you through broken moans how much he loves you. Plus he can never seem to keep his mouth off you, kissing wherever he can while he's buried deep inside of you. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He's obsessed with phone sex, mostly so you can tell him when he can and can't come, even when you're not physically together. It's so much better when your voice is there to spur him on, and he knows he won't be able to deny himself like you deny him. He loves that you make him stop and wait, as well as the way that you assure him that he's so good, just for you. Hearing you get hot and bothered from listening to him jerk off is also a turn on. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He has a massive praise kink. Nothing makes him weaker than hearing you call him your good boy. He loves the way that you spoil him, indulging him in ways that he's too shy to ask for. It's both hot and reassuring to hear that he's good for you, but hearing that he's yours does it for him on an entirely different level. 

He loves when you're possessive of him. He likes it when you mark him up for this reason. He doesn't care if you leave behind hickeys or scratches, and frankly makes absolutely no effort to cover them when you do. He wants everyone to know that he belongs to you. Hell, you've joked that you could put a collar on him and he wouldn't mind. The fact that he turned bright red rather than arguing told you everything that you needed to know. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Whenever and wherever you can. The bedroom, the shower, the couch, locked rooms at work when Matt leaves to go get food, the backseat of his car. He's a red-blooded young man, and your living situation has not necessarily leant itself well to privacy over the course of your relationship. If you've got a free minute and getting caught is not a certain possibility, he's game. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

To reiterate: he's a guy in his twenties, and he's totally fucking in love with you. Sometimes all you have to do is look at him and he's begging you to find somewhere for the two of you to sneak off to. 

He likes when you play with him a bit, deliberately teasing him before telling him that you shouldn't do anything right now. He would happily let you get him riled up over the course of an entire day, reducing him to nothing but a begging mess by the time you finally give him what he wants. He's your plaything, and he fucking loves it.  

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's kinky, but some more extreme things freak him the fuck out. He wants you to take control of him, not put him in a position that could fucking kill him if either of you made a wrong move. That being said, weapons are off the table, and choking is a hard maybe.  

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Well, obviously he likes receiving, because what guy doesn't love a good blowjob? He loves the way that you dig your fingernails into his thighs and look up at him while bobbing your head up and down. It takes everything in him not to come on the spot, of course, but if you've taught him anything that he thought he might never learn, it has definitely been restraint. 

But when it comes to giving, you absolutely have him trained. He does exactly what you like, and he's naturally good at it. He loves when you pull his hair and push his face further between your thighs. Going down on you is his main way of serving you. He would absolutely do it all day if he could. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He's fast, but not really rough, — not intentionally, at least. He's just impatient to a fault, which is something that you're trying to break him from. You frequently remind him to slow down and enjoy the moment. When that doesn't work, you edge him until he's reduced to a whimpering mess. Though you love the challenge that comes along with testing his obedience, you take satisfaction in the fact that he's so needy for you and let him go as fast as he wants on occasion. You're always pleasantly surprised when he accidentally gets rough with you. Knowing that he needs you that bad makes you come hard, which he most definitely appreciates. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

For better or for worse, quickies are a regular thing for the two of you. You've grown accustomed to getting each other off quickly at any opportunity. He's certainly not complaining about it, — if anything, it's made him all the more skilled at making you come, — but the times when you can actually enjoy yourselves without worrying about time constraints or somebody walking in are certainly a treat.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He has never experimented as much as he has since he's been with you. For the most part, he is at your mercy, letting you do whatever with him with only a few hard limits. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has stamina in spades. It all comes down to how needy he is. It doesn't take much for you to get him hard again after he comes, and he's happy to go down on you between rounds. You've been known to make entire afternoons of your escapades, with him either letting you edge him or get him off again and again. Either way, there have been times where you haven't stopped until he got lightheaded and you had to go get him water and lovingly chastise him about stopping while he's ahead. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Toys are another thing that he didn't have any experience with before he met you. Now that he has quote-unquote "incidentally" discovered how much he likes, — ahem, taking it, — you've taken him shopping once or twice. You joke about how new and inexperienced he is while either making him fuck himself in front of you or listening over the phone. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease you just for the purpose of being a brat. When it actually comes down to the act, he'll do whatever you want, whenever you want. Still, he's certainly not above playing with you just so you'll turn it around on him and make him fucking cry later on. He's a glutton for punishment, though he'll never verbally admit as much. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's so fucking loud. Embarrassingly so, even. He goes the whole nine yards, — moans, whimpers, begs, cries for you. Though he always starts out attempting to keep himself under control, that never lasts. By the end of it, his face is always either buried against your skin or in a pillow, and Matt is usually loudly bitching on the other side of the wall, telling him that if he can't quiet the fuck down, he can at least "not sound like a fucking girl."

W = Wild card (a random headcanon)

He can't smoke weed, so you make pot brownies for the two of you whenever you have a weekend to kill together. He barely has any tolerance, so he gets baked out of his mind. Conveniently, when he's high, he can't keep his hands off of you, and everything feels much more intense for the both of you. All of the stoned, giggly sex that ensues makes you fairly certain that your culinary endeavors are beneficial. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's a big, tall guy, and the rest of him is proportional to your expectations. (He just about died when you told him he was the biggest you ever had the first time that you slept together.)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Stupidly high. You like to inform all your friends that he "fucks like the Energizer Bunny." Unless he's sick or super depressed, he'd probably be o-kay with you climbing on top of him and taking what's rightfully yours. The two of you just never seem to get enough of each other. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If there's nothing else that needs immediate attention, he stays awake just long enough to clean up, curl up against you, and sleepily mumble a series of far-too-sweet sentiments while you rub his back. After that, he's out cold and still holding onto you in his sleep.