#oh oops i said a lot there

[cent-scratchnsniff]

here together

[xxplastic-cubexx]

reading Krakoa era out of order bc reading lists online make it confusing and my local library only has so many books

just as god intended right on my friend you're doing everything right and don't let anyone tell you otherwise

[dazais-guardian-angel]

kinda wild to me that one of the most compelling aspects of both Chuuya and Kunikida's characters to me, that I never really see talked about, is how they're heavily set on a doomed crash course towards complete and utter destruction, and how I am so, so worried for them both.....

[duskerot]

i got SO inspired by this beautiful photo by Ron Frazier so i decided to paint it !! and then throw some guys on there cuz of course

u can look below the cut if you want to see the painting without the characters !!

MY PAINTING !! this was so fun fr i love painting light <3 might go ahead and post this separately but for now you must look at these ocs ok?

[heir-of-the-chair]

Lowkey hyperfixating now and I’ve come to the devastating conclusion that Jacob the main character of Water For Elephants… doesn’t really have a character arc

[vulpixhoney]

why does Rick Riordan hate the original myths so bad 💀

the Asphodel stuff?? regret? where is that coming from? you fully just made that shit up? out of his ass fr. the fields of Asphodel are specifically an area of neutrality, where the pretty much all mortals go when they die. it's for anyone who lived a normal life, who isn't a hero or a literal monster. it's specifically a neutral zone for people to exist once they die, it has nothing to do with ~your regrets in life~. it's like, a peaceful field of flowers where all your life's troubles are left behind on the surface.

the closest things to that is the fields of mourning/sorrow, but that's specifically for unrequited romantic love and also not called the fields of Asphodel (and also I'd bet money that rr doesn't know what that is) (and also only in Virgil's The Aeneid and not the Odyssey with the rest of what we know of the underworld)

[ratatatastic]

scare the hoes more and keep yapping about ekky (& others) getting used to maffhew, it delights me. and say even more about how sasha handles this feral and sweet omega that gets dropped into his orbit. smth smth “feels like i’ve known him 10 years” or whatever vows sasha recited to the press, cameras, and god

apparently we are taking more tumblr user ratatatastic abo yap thoughts for 500 may god hear our screams up wherever he is. big man in the sky you fuckin owe me one.

i think theres so much in particular to say in concerns of 1619 and how quickly they gelled irl but even more so in an abo au

ive always enjoyed when people assign matthew stronger scents that take getting used to if you don't like it already and i know ive read a fic where his scent notes did skew towards stronger cinnamon foods/drinks

anyways on that note it wouldnt surprise me that sasha takes so easy to this spicy little omega.

Like of course he does, he smells like the pastries he used to eat back at home, the pastries he eats now because he's found an established Finnish bakery down here that makes them homemade every morning, the bakery he likes to frequent with the other Finns when he can.

Is it ever a wonder that the cute omega that sent him such a terribly sweet text when the trade news broke out (you know, after the initial excitement worn off because Sasha does chuckle at memory of the brash "Fucking, right!" that pinged on his phone the very first time from an unknown number) smells like... home... No matter all the rumours that have swirled around Matthew, the rumours Sasha has personally experienced himself playing against him...he smells nostalgic. Like Sasha could be at home right now—you know, home home—lounging outside his cottage with tea and pastries on the little table that he's set out. The warm cinnamon that wafts from the typically sterile room they've assigned for pressers smells divine, for lack of a better word. It smells indulgent. Because Sasha can't have those homely pastries all the time, what, with his training regiment.

It's why he doesn't quite believe it that Matthew's the one that's the centre of it all. He's absolutely convinced he's hallucinating because the season is about to start and he's had to cut back on all his favourite sweets as much as it pains him to but for the betterment of the team? He'd do anything. And yet despite the way he rubs at his nose to at least try to clear it, he smells that cinnamon. That cinnamon that's definitely coming from new omega they traded over who's laughing so obnoxiously at the lectern they have set up that if his scent didn't catch your attention, his loud mannerisms certainly did. His voice is practically bouncing off the walls in big loud echoes that should hurt Sasha’s ears. Emphasis on should. As it is he finds his heart melting more than it should instead.

It's been quite a long time since someone's scent has moved him this much. All the people that have, have been in his life for so long he's forgotten what it's like to feel instant scent compatibility. His nostrils are flaring and he's trying his best not to open his mouth to huff in big gulps of it because it's rather impolite to be so obviously scenting the new guy. It could be misconstrued as Sasha taking offence to the new presence in the room.

Some part of his brain is still trying to catch up to the idea that Matthew even smells at all because the first time he met him (down here for some joint offseason ice-time) he didn't particularly smell like much, if at all really. Whether it's because he put on blockers to not intrude on pack territory until he smelled more like them, or he was still on suppressants even in the summer, Sasha wasn't sure and he definitely wasn't going to ask about it.

Known him for 10 years? He feels like he's known him his whole life. But 10's a safe number, 10's a number that won't scare off this new omega, right? 10's a number that conveys "As Captain I want this to work out, I'm opening up my pack for you, I won't shun you, you're welcome here," and not "If I stick my nose in your neck right now to scent you, they're gonna have to forcibly evict me from the new home I've found in you, and it's not gonna be a pretty outcome."

It's also why he's a little nervous when Media Day is over because despite how much it dragged along in years past it practically blitzed by and now Sasha has to—

You know, properly scent the new addition. Give them the purring acceptance of their Pack leader's scent to carry with them. And it's nothing big, it's just some chaste wrist rubbing... something subtle and not too overwhelming for everyone: the pack, and the newcomer alike. It's not like Sasha is going to mouth at Matthew's neck glands. He doesn't think he can even handle that right now but that's a problem for future Sasha—for when Matthew is really part of the pack and not like a goldfish in a plastic bag being dunked into an aquarium to get used to the water temperature. He just has to rub his wrist against his, it's like basic Alpha etiquette. It'll be fine, mostly. He hopes.

And it's as anticlimactic as he thought it'd be: gentle reintroductions and reignited chatter of excitement about the new season that's about to start... maybe just with the new lingering scent of sweet and spice in the background as if someone lit up a candle without Sasha even noticing it. It's a struggle to keep his eyes from closing from how heavy they feel, from how relaxed he feels in the presence of this new omega he knows has pissed him off on several occasions as composed as he was about it.

Matthew presents his wrist in a flourish successfully managing to divert his attention back to what they're supposed to be doing all alone like this in the dressing room like this, "I'm sure you've been dying to do this huh, Cap?"

Sweat starts to break out at the back of his neck. He knows? Sasha doesn't think he's been sending off any signals that could've hinted otherwise but Sasha admits that he's well out of practise, he hasn't had to reign in his scent this much in such a long time, and maybe Matthew picked up his weird fixation—

Matthew waggles his eyebrows for extra effect an offbeat later when the joke doesn't seem to land the way he wanted it to.

Oh, thank Christ, he's just teasing him. It's a joke. He doesn't actually mean it in the way Sasha thought he meant.

"Yes. Yes, I have," Sasha chuckles in relief, shaking his head at Matthew's attempt to lighten the mood.

"10 years, or so I've heard, bud."

"You heard? Uh, listened to the..." he trails off.

"Kinda hard not to when the setup made it sound like you were in the middle of the Earth, my guy. I don't think my ears are ever gonna recover from that."

"It's the first day for everyone," Sasha lightly chastises, not particularly aggrieved at all but wanting to keep up the banter to stall for time, so he can prepare himself. Quite honestly he feels like travelled back in time to the young anxious Alpha he was breaking out into the league for the first time.

"Be gentle, I bruise easily."

"Right, gentle. I'll treat you better than my clothes on the delicate cycle."

"Is that supposed to be a line?" Matthew says in glee, his voice pitching into incredulity.

"Line like fishing?"

"Oh, come on! You know what I'm talking about! You've been in this country long enough to pick up on that!"

"Yes, yes, that."

Matthew shoves at his shoulder playfully. "Just go on and do the thing already."

"Doing the thing."

Matthew snorts but his wrist is limp in Sasha’s hold. And as much as it was a dumb joke he does feel delicate between his fingers like that. So delicate that when he rubs his own wrist against his—to transfer over their pack scent—he feels like he's going to break it if he holds onto it for too long. It's why he drops it as quick as he took it, hands scrambling to his sides in an effort to remain polite but also to get a handle on himself so his pheromones don't go haywire with the new stimulus. It's a bit of a losing battle because he knows his scent just. But he can play it off as the excitement of an Alpha being able to claim another member to his pack, it's a possessive kind of thing.

"Well, see you around! Call it a hunch but I have a feeling we'll be seeing more of each other." And the joke wasn't funny the first time, truly the equivalent of leaning on the office fax machine and going "You come here often?" to your coworkers who just want to get their work done—and just as sleazy too with the greasy grin Matthew has permanently stuck to his face but Sasha still laughs like he did the first time he heard it.

And it's only now that Matthew is gone that Sasha realises the room smells strongly of cinnamon, so potent that anyone with a working nose would be able to tell that. Like Matthew was doing his best to ease Sasha’s obvious nerves when Sasha should've been the one to calm the omega who's been uprooted from their own pack and thrown into a completely new environment, himself.

"Jesus, it reeks in here. Smells like cinnamon," Aaron wrinkles his nose, wandering back in after his own media duties were done, finding Sasha all alone in the locker rooms.

"It does?" Like he can't tell the room smells like the equivalent of someone knocking over a Yankee Candle into an open fire.

"Yeah, like an awful lot." Aaron scrunching up his nose, trying to fight off an incoming sneeze. "It's strong," he says without thinking, swallows before his eyes shift over to Sasha and then to the floor, "Not bad just... strong..." The I can get used to it is left unspoken between them.

"I like it," Sasha admits because if Aaron is confessing to things without thinking then he might as well too. They've known each other long enough.

"I can tell." Aaron snorts, "You reek too."

Sasha lets out a questioning little noise, tilts his head to the side as he silently urges Aaron to continue.

"You have no idea what cinnamon and cardamom smell like together, do you? I feel like I walked into a bakery when I should be at the gym right now."

"Is that bad?"

"For you? No, of course not," Aaron's eyes soften, and while his scent wasn't anywhere close to abrasive, it does lighten up just a tad bit in the presence of his pack Alpha. "For me? I'd rather dunk my head in a bucket of coffee beans." A bit of an exaggeration on Aaron's part but the wry grin he has on really adds to the fact he's just joking—just a little, maybe there's some truth hidden in there. He knows how Aaron is, the way he tries to downplay anytime he bristles about something. Peace and vibes, and all that.

So Sasha can joke as well, "Forsy's stall is over there," and motions his head towards it across the room.

"Oh, hilarious."

"If I was funny I would say jock."

"You know, what? I think I will hit the gym today, thanks for reminding me."

"Mmm, anytime." And when Aaron's half out the door he adds, "Ask the staff where they put the jerseys we used today!"

"I'm going! To the gym!" he echoes back, not bothering to turn around as he shuffles down the hall in a hurry, and decidedly not going in the direction of the gym. It's not surprising when he hears chatter pick up and shoes scuffing briskly into the direction of the laundry rooms.

[thedreadvampy]

I have got over almost all the cringe from my weeb years but I will never. NEVER. entirely recover from the year or two where I was deeply and embarrassingly into Axis Powers Hetalia

goddddd I made a PLUSHIE REPRESENTING NAZI GERMANY and took photos of it IN GERMANY. IN PUBLIC.

Jesus Christ lads. cannot recover.

especially bc that phase of my life comes up periodically organically in my mind. because it's responsible for Basically Everything I Know About The Baltic States And The History Of Russia

[danpuff-ao3]

HP Astro # 23: Snack (or Snirius) A Fine Line Between Love and Hate

In the unholy name of the lord, what the ever-loving heck is this????

Okay, so it's a synastry chart. For Sirius Black and Severus Snape. But also...what??? Is happening??? Are they...compatible, actually??? As @ashesandhackles kindly reminded me: "They are intentional narrative parallels with many traits in common between them" so like I guess.

No ship shaming ever, but there are a handful of ships that, while I can see the appeal of on paper, they just never clicked in me. Snack is one of them. I always thought "okay enemies with benefits, but beyond that??? Pffff." To me, it seemed like there is too much mutual loathing to move past. And far too much history.

It does help to remember that "there's a fine line between love and hate" and also: "all's fair in love and war." So now I'm going to deep dive and see why two men with so many arguably harmonious aspects ended up such vehement adversaries. And what, if anything, can rectify what went wrong?

Part 1: Aspects

Now, when I say "harmonious aspects", what does that mean? In astrology, aspects are the relationship between planets. Every planet falls within a degree and minute of a sign; and planets within a certain number of degrees from one another form angles, or aspects.

General compatibility works on the concept of "sign-based aspects", meaning that water + earth get along, and fire + air get along. Water + water = trine, water + earth = sextile. Water nourishes earth, air feeds fire. But water + fire?? Not the best idea, right?

But proper aspects are forming those angles, usually within what we call an "orb." You generally have an orb of within 10 degrees, so aspects don't have to be exact to form aspects, but they do have to be close.

And obviously, when it comes to relationships, the relationship between your planets will be very important. And looking at Sirius's and Severus' charts, they have 33 aspects. I'll break down what this looks like, though this is more to give you an idea of their points of connection. I'll later go into a bit more detail about important and interesting points.

Oppositions: just what it sounds like. Planets opposite one another. Oddly, they have no oppositions in their synastry. Oppositions are generally thought to be unharmonious, but to me I think of it as being more intense "love or hate" potential.

Squares: unharmonious aspect. These are planets 90 degrees from one another. Squares are always in the same mode (cardinal, fixed, or mutable.) Squares create tension and conflict. (Aspects will all be listed with Severus' first and Sirius' second.)

Sun square Ascendant

Mars square Venus

Venus square Pluto

Ascendant square Uranus

Moon square Uranus

Jupiter square Venus

Pluto square Mercury

Pluto square Jupiter

Trines: harmonious aspect. Planets 120 degrees apart. Generally in the same sign. This gives a vibe of synchronicity. Water understands water, fire understands fire.

Sun trine Venus

Moon trine Venus

Mars trine Ascendant

Jupiter trine Ascendant

Uranus trine Ascendant

Uranus trine Moon

Mercury trine Pluto

Mars trine Uranus

Jupiter trine Uranus

Saturn trine Pluto

Pluto trine Saturn

Sextile: harmonious aspect. 60 degrees apart. In compatible elements (water + earth, fire + air.) Where trines are about similarities, sextile is more about being complementary. And can be argued to be a better connection, being both harmonious, but also offering a bit of spice with their differences.

Ascendant sextile Venus

Mercury sextile Sun

Pluto sextile Mars

Mercury sextile Mars

Saturn sextile Sun

Saturn sextile Mars

Mercury sextile Neptune

Saturn sextile Neptune

Conjunction: harmonious. Planets within 0 degrees of one another. Same sign. Very similar, but arguably too similar.

Mercury conjunct Saturn

Venus conjunct Mercury

Venus conjunct Jupiter

Jupiter conjunct Moon

Neptune conjunct Sun

Neptune conjunct Mars

Which gives us 8 unharmonious aspects and 25 harmonious. Which, at first glance, really shocked me! There's so much hatred between them. Why, when there should be so much connection?

This brings us to a key difference between modern astrology and ancient astrology. Ancient astrology had a big focus on benefic and malefic points in a chart. It was a very good/bad, black/white ideology. Whereas modern astrology looks at "ease vs struggle" and the pros and cons of both. So while there this is immediate sense of "harmonious is good", we have to remember the weaknesses there. Harmony can lead to boredom, stagnation, complacency. So, when I thought about it for more than two seconds, it started to make a bit more sense.

Arguably the most powerful point of connection we see is an unharmonious one: Severus' Sun squaring Sirius' ascendant. Severus' sense of self and core identity at odds with Sirius' outward nature. That innermost core of him getting its hackles up at what he sees of Sirius at first glance. The arrogance and reckless nature of Aries Rising pitted against Severus' very stable, responsible Capricorn Sun.

We also see Severus' Mars (aggression and sexuality) squaring Sirius' Venus (love and pleasure.) You see this really hot, vibrant sense of attraction, but the needs of those planets struggle to align. Sagittarius Mars (Severus) is driven by purpose, a need to travel and be free, to philosophize, to be creative. He is driven by fiery passionate purpose. Whereas Virgo Venus (Sirius) is about structure and routine and organization. Sagittarius Mars wants adventure. Virgo Venus is acts of service, and a bit more subtle and grounded.

However, Sirius' Virgo Venus has happier connections to Severus' Capricorn Sun (trine), Scorpio Rising (sextile), and Taurus Moon (trine.) So the sense of who Severus is (at his core) is quite ambitious and purposed and grounded. That same earthy reliability as Virgo. Then we see his Taurus Moon (moon, being the center of emotion) in sensual, romantic Taurus. Taurus, an earth sign, just as focused on security as Virgo. And Scorpio Rising, Severus' outer nature, in mysterious and intuitive Scorpio. More reserved and inner-focused, like Virgo. And perceptive, able to sense those Virgoan needs.

Next up: Severus' Sagittarius Mars trines Sirius' Aries Rising. This gives a sense of mutual interests. Mars being drive and action, rising being outward focus and appearance. Both very outer focused. Mars rules action, rising rules reaction. Both in fiery signs. That similar passion and creativity and energy.

On a similar vein we see Severus' Capricorn Mercury sextile Sirius' Scorpio Sun. Another area of mutual interest, but also more importantly of understanding. Mercury is knowledge and communication. There's this idea of being able to share and express ideas, and ability to cooperate. Because Severus can see and meet Sirius at the core of who he is.

So there is a great potential here. All of those sextiles and trines can be heaven! Even the conjunctions could be, but I think the conjunctions might be spelling trouble.

So let's break it down a little more. Severus' Mercury (learning, communication) conjunct Sirius' Saturn (discipline, responsibility) in Capricorn. This is the most dire one, I think. Mercury is learning. Saturn is life lessons. So...let me ask you: does learning life lessons sound fun to you? (Makes me cringe, personally, but y'know.) There is also this sense of, Mercury's aim is to learn, so perhaps Mercury seeks to learn from Saturn, and perhaps gets more than it bargained for (i.e. Saturn being the taskmaster.)

We also see Jupiter (Severus) conjunct Moon (Sirius) in Sagittarius. Jupiter rules expansion and excess, while the Moon rules emotion and the subconscious. There is a sense of optimism to Jupiter, but also wisdom, and the idea of Jupiter being able to enlighten the Moon. This can result in the Moon's emotional range broadening.

So, this can be great if it unfolds smoothly. Both can help each other learn and grow. With Mercury (Severus) it is the sense of wanting to learn, whereas with the Moon (Sirius) there is this level of vulnerability and feeling comforted and healed. Then we see the bigger, broader planets playing the role of "teacher" or "guru." Jupiter (Severus) being fortune and expansion; a great sharing and abundance. Saturn (Sirius) is about teaching and being shaped by life and the ordeals we overcome. Both play the role of "student" and "teacher" for each other, in different areas and in different ways.

This also, as you can imagine, creates a sense of imbalance. Between Mercury and Saturn, there is a sense of Mercury needing to gain Saturn's respect. And, if I could hazard a guess, Saturn being "above" Mercury in the realm of morality (which Saturn governs.) While Jupiter might feel "above" the Moon, in being more enlightened and wise. Saturn's is an arrogance of the body and rule of law. Jupiter is a sense of arrogance by way of mind and spirit (philosophy, spirituality.)

So if you have that sameness of energy (Capricorn and Sagittarius) but in areas that might be argued as being at different levels (smaller planets like Mercury and the Moon versus larger planets like Jupiter and Saturn), well...of course there's that potential to be at odds and rub each other the wrong way. Especially if you're seeing parts of yourself in the worst light, in how it's expressed by another person.

Part 2: Houses

Another thing we can look at is where each of their planets falls into the other's houses. I won't go through each one, but I did see a few worth noting. The most telling of all, in my opinion, are Severus' Chiron in Sirius' Eleventh House, and Sirius' Mars in Severus' Twelfth House. But first I'll hit the high notes on a few other points.

Sirius' Moon (emotions) are in Severus' First House (House of Self); and the reverse is also true, with Severus' moon being in Sirius' First House. This sort of implies a sense of ease, caring, acceptance. This could be good potential, I think, at being able to really have a place to come together and connect once they break through other barriers.

Severus' Sun (ego, core) in Sirius' Tenth House (House of Status), which leads to Severus seeing Sirius as having some sense of authority (whether he's conscious of it or not.) This seems odd, but you can see it perhaps by way of their enmity. Sirius is in a position of power. Wealthy pureblood versus the poor half-blood? C'mon. Sirius is handsome and popular and backed by his ever-loyal friends. Severus does not fit society's ideals of beauty, and he's far from charming or well-liked. So there is this very overt sense of Sirius is above him, but more by real-life application than moon-eyed subservience. There is also the implication of the Sun Person (Severus) giving creed to what the Tenth House Person (Sirius) says, and can be very detrimental if we see it as all of Sirius' insults and jibes really sinking into Severus' head, so that he fully believes all of the nasty things Sirius says about him. And you really see Severus' self (sun) pitted against Sirius in the arena of Sirius' public image and reputation, his house of status and success. This could shift into a happier vibe if worked on, but as it stands...Not such a fun place to be.

Weirdly enough, Sirius' Venus (love, pleasure) is in Severus' Tenth House. Sirius sees Severus as someone who can help him attain his goals. If we look at their history at Hogwarts, we can see this at its worst, as Sirius using Severus to boost his own image. If we imagine his bullying makes him top dog and if Severus is meant to be a lesson to others. Or if others hate Severus so much they enjoy seeing him taken down a peg. (This is, of course, speculation.) It does sort of imply happier tidings later on, if they work on things, and an ability to work well together.

Meanwhile, Severus' Venus is in Sirius' Eighth House (House of SEX.) (Yep. House of Sex. Also House of Taboos, Secrets, and Death.) This is really friggin' intense. This sort of shows Severus (where he feels love) is captivated by Sirius (in the realms of sex and secrets.) Sirius gives Severus this sense of being able to experience all forms of deep and dark pleasures. And Sirius knows this and feels empowered by it. But however arrogant this might make him, this placement it mutually impactful. Venus rules love, yes, but the Eighth House reveals a need for deeply intimate connections. The Eighth House rules all manner of intensities from death to transformation to secrets and taboos. This is deeply personal and vulnerable. This suggests a highly sexual charge between them (whether they surrender to it or not) that is extremely emotionally meaningful to them both, and very transformative for them both. Neither gets away unscathed.

And here we can maybe see seeds of the problem. Between Sirius' sense of power over Severus (in a conscious way) and perhaps unconsciously aware of how much of a threat it could be for him to give in. This very high level of sexual tension, that might drive both a bit batty if left unresolved. And if Sirius is aware of how explosive this relationship could be, perhaps part of it is fear, and so he pulls back, and actively pushes Severus away? And that level of fear is quite dangerous in the Eighth House. House of Death, remember? (Near death experience, anyone?) (You know...the Shrieking Shack, maybe??)

Two left I want to examine.

Next we see Severus' Chiron (old wounds) in Sirius' Eleventh House (House of Friendship.) Chiron represents what hurt us early on in our lives, and how we heal. The Eleventh House further covers organizations and community. The more positive spin in modern astrology makes this placement seem happy enough. How mutually beneficial it is for Chiron (Severus) to help Eleven (Sirius) overcome through social networks. And how Eleven (Sirius) helps Chiron (Severus) heal through encouraging them to take part of something bigger than themselves.

But if you get to the root of it, and hold it up against their past. Can't we maybe see how...Severus' Chiron (in Aquarius, which makes his the Wound of Belonging) was if not created, but further damaged by Sirius & co?

Severus left a very traumatic upbringing for Hogwarts, which was meant to be the land of hope, only for hope to be dashed almost immediately by Sirius and James. And he would spend years being tormented by the Marauders at Hogwarts. Torment/trauma = wounds = Chiron. The Eleventh House = Friendship = the Marauders. There is potential here, yes. Potential for good, yeah. But this also shows how every area has it's good and bad. I literally cannot see Severus' Chiron in Sirius' Eleventh House and not see how horribly wounded he was by the Marauders, and particularly Sirius.

We'll round out this section with my favorite part, which is arguably the worst part: Sirius' Mars in Severus' Twelfth House. Mars, planet of action and drive. Twelfth House: the House of the Unseen Realm.

(As someone whose moon and Chiron are both in the Twelfth House, let me tell you...ancient astrologers went a bit too hard with this good/bad nonsense but they had it right with Twelve: this House is Actual Hell.) (Not to be dramatic or anything.)

The Twelfth House governs the following: fantasies, hidden desires, dreams, nightmares, fears, secrets, shadows, sorrow, karma, endings, surrender, and invisible enemies. All things that exist without physical form. All things awful and horrible, please help. It is also called The House of Self-Undoing, and The House of Reckoning.

This indicates passionate and secret love affairs. There is a strong sexual desire, and deep need to explore each other's inner depths, and explore each other's secrets. Secrets such as hidden desires, and fears, both of which could be used against you. Mars represents drive and aggression. There is a high level of conflict potential, and potential for misunderstandings.

So we really see the crux of all issues here, I think. Sirius' Mars (domicile in Scorpio btw, so his Mars is like...boosted) is assertive and challenging and barging in and trampling over all these very deep, vulnerable parts of Severus. All that hurts him and haunts him. Sirius pokes and prods at it (intentional or not.) In its best light we can see it as curiosity and adventure that makes Sirius a bit reckless, and Severus perhaps lashing out because Sirius is awakening and harming sensitive areas.

There is potential benefit here, in Sirius being able to help Severus understand himself better, and help shed light on all those shadows, and help him explore them safely. They have a lot of baggage and history to wade through first, but they are more or less built for this. There is so much potential between them that, while they perhaps ran rampant and broke pieces of each other along the way, they still have the ability to conquer that and help each other grow and feel connected once they move past it all and work together.

Part III: Chart Ruler

I want to end with my personal favorite subject, and one I found very fascinating here.

The Rising sign determines the chart ruler.

Sirius has Aries Rising. Aries is ruled by Mars. Mars is the chart ruler.

Severus has Scorpio Rising. Scorpio is ruled (modernly by Pluto, but traditionally) by Mars. Mars is the chart ruler.

Both of them share a chart ruler. But both of them got that ruler by different means.

Both of their ascendants are colored by that Martian rulership. Mars (again) being aggression, action, drive, and sexuality. For Sirius this is Aries, the cardinal (forward moving) fire sign (energy, spirit.) For Severus, this is Scorpio, the fixed (stubborn) water sign (emotion, intuition.) In war, Sirius is the warrior, and Severus is the spymaster. Bold brash Aries. Subtle, dangerous Scorpio.

And where is Sirius' Mars? In Scorpio. Where it is domicile. They're too far apart to be conjunct, but Sirius' chart ruler is domicile in Scorpio, and Severus' ascendant is also Scorpio (ruled by Mars.) I'm not quite sure what it means exactly, but there's a vibe there, imo.

Then Severus' Mars is in Sagittarius, a fire sign. A fire planet in a fire sign, it works. But then also: Severus' Mars trines Sirius' ascendant! Severus' fiery Mars finding common ground with Sirius' fiery ascendant.

Fire is quite passionate and water quite intense, so there's a lot of energy and emotion running rampant here. In the way they express themselves and interact with each other. There's a spark there for sure and it's intriguing to see that very bold Martial energy shared between them, albeit in different ways.

If you like, you can explore their individual horoscopes: Severus | Sirius

[loppiopio]

the chances of the people seeing this aren't super likely so this is highly inefficient but i'm too afraid to approach people personally…. yet i've been burning with the need to express my gratitude for the tags i've received individually somehow and figured, i could do it the way i do best. in the tags 😅

(sorted by most recent) (i capped the limit hard here) (some ✂️✂️ had to be done 😔) (i still like this format a lot though) (might do this again in the future idk would people like that??) (i hope it's not mortifying for anyone……..)

it's sorta the way i like it, indirect and unimposing, even if it's kinda. wieldy. but it's just on my blog so anything goes right? although in saying that, i am open to being imposed on. like if someone wants to talk about aci or something, like other fic?? i'm a big fic fiend. or anything else lol not sure what else you'd wanna chat about since so much of the stuff i've put out is just. about fic. but hey, if you're a person i don't mind being approached :>

(lol the way i've made this like a *throws out a bunch of paper slips* find your's 🎉) (might be obnoxious hm) (sorry...) (find your's if you want though 🫡)

[onioneyez]

Happy 420!

I didn’t want to actually have to pick up the leech or the crane fly larva to pretend to smoke it so please use your imagination

[kaeyachi]

Short Fanfic

Having been separated from the rest of the party, including Paimon, you and Kaeya decided to traverse the ruins of Khaenri'ah together in hopes to meet up with the rest of the group along the way.

The exploration, so far, has been going well- suspiciously well in fact. Before the party got separated, several groups of hilichurls and abyss order members were scattered around the place, and with how close each group of enemies were, it felt like the fight was never going to stop for a moment.

Suddenly, it's as if all enemies were nonexistent at all. You are unsure if you are going in the right direction all of a sudden...

Kaeya walks ahead of you, seemingly more familiar with the place. He might have been here before.

You let him guide you. He clearly knows better at the moment, and you trust him.

You both continue onward for several minutes. The path grows dimmer, and the area rapidly becomes cooler and far more quiet than before. All you could hear were both of your footsteps and your own breathing. It was unsettling.

He takes a sharp turn, leading you to a cavern. You could barely see anything, but with the faint light still available, you could catch sight of the telltale signs of a familiar enemy.

Startled, you started to back away and take out your sword. The elemental energy to manifest it lit up the area. Archons...the room might be full of ruin guards.

You dart your eyes back to Kaeya, who continues to march onward, unbothered by his surroundings. None of the ruin guards awaken.

'Are all of these inactive?' you wonder to yourself, stashing away your sword, dimming the place once again. You attempt to catch up to Kaeya, who was nearing the halfway point of the room.

You never did quite catch up to him.

He reaches the center, triggering some kind of mechanism at his feet. Hundreds of ruin guards light up simultaneously.

Your heart drops as the area lit up brightly with their eyes. That's far too many, and you're not sure if the both of you could survive this if you stay any longer.

"Kaeya! We need to run NOW!" you yell in a panic, ready to run to your companion to drag him out of the cavern if necessary - but then you see his face. He was... smiling?

That's when you realized...none of the ruin guards are aiming at him...

...they were all aiming at you.

[wabblebees]

never never never in my life gonna be able to beat the weirdo theatre nerd allegations. its midnight and for the last few hours ive been (voluntarily of my own free will At No-One's Behest) doing some character research for the show we're working on (which at a certain level is Absolutely Necessary!! but at *this* level is Absolutely Not. lmfao)(and so... ik for a fact if i mention this in rehearsal tomorrow im gonna get a whole lotta blank stares ((or TERRIFIED looks from the freshmen wondering if they should be doing this much work lmao))

but anyway so about 10 minutes ago i found a fucking essay (just 9 pages out of this philological collection from the 60s) that just the idea behind the Very Simple title made me so excited i had to stand up at my desk to start reading it and fully forgot to sit back down until i realized i wanted to start TAKING NOTES..... WHICH I GENERALLY HATE DOING WHILE READING........ BUT IM TOO EXCITED AND DONT WANNA FORGET ANY OF IT.................. SO IM TAKING FUCKING NOTES

but anyway beyond tHAT the thing that actually made me pause to start typing this post though is the fact that just now, four pages in, this essay finally put something into place that ive been puzzling over in my head since i very first read the play which... made me happystim so hard i almost knocked myself out of my fucking chair. hdkdgsjfkfhdgskdgwrdjfk.

so yeah. never beating the nerd allegations. lmao

[cowardlycowboys]

today I got caught barking and it was kinda embarrassing

[fallow-grove]

"Teachers" and school authority in general have a habit of giving extreme punishments for unreasonable things in order to establish a dominance hierarchy and to prevent the students from questioning authority. Rarely is there any actual logic behind the punishments or what these "teachers" get angry over.

trust me im no stranger to those types of situations. i was just admitting that i dont have enough information about that particular instance to know why the teacher in question did that.

though, apart from this example, i do disagree with what i perceive to be a characterization of all or most teachers as abusing their power. i may have misunderstood, but that is the tone i received from your message.

while what you described unfortunately does happen, in my (american) experience the overall prevailing problem is the disconnect caused by teachers not being trained in how to properly & compassionately communicate with children, as well as the proportion of teachers to students in a classroom. the more they are spread thin, the less attention they can pay to each student--attention which is necessary to understand why students behave in certain ways, what they need from their classroom environment, and to negotiate solutions with them. larger classes leads to stressed teachers and a lowered capacity for them to offer their time and skills to individual students, which makes it sadly a more efficient choice wrt keeping the entire class moving to be terse with students who are disrupting class in some way, even if the student may not understand why/how their behavior is disruptive. this is very suboptimal and i don't like it either, as every student should have the opportunity to understand the rules of the space in which they operate, and be certain in their consistency. my point is simply, as the aphorism goes, to not confuse negligence for malice. this system is designed to "produce" educated people rather than to encourage and support individuals to learn more-or-less on their own terms, which creates dysfunction within itself.

tl;dr i interpreted this as expressing animosity towards teachers in general, which i would encourage you to reconsider given that teachers themselves are fighting uphill in a system that sets them up with as little support as possible to save costs. Vote to increase public school funding in your area please 👍