#will i have a love marriage or arranged marriage astrology

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When Will You Marry or is It Love Marriage or Arrange Marriage

Between the two souls, marriage is divine Bond. If you are looking for the perfect life partner then you could expect a prosperous or healthy life. The nature of marriage is done at the right time with someone who can understand or adjust in all the situations of life. In modern days, youngsters believed to choose their partner themselves. But, society doesn’t accept the love marriages now…

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Predicting the way you might get proposed to with the help of derivative astrology 💒💍

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In astrology, understanding the dynamics between different houses can provide insights into how significant relationship milestones, such as proposals, might occur. The 7th house is traditionally associated with partnerships, marriage, and the spouse, while the 5th house represents celebrations, romantic gestures, and joyful events.

In derivative astrology, the 5th house from the 7th house is also the 11th house. Because the 11th house is five houses away from the 7th, it can indicate how you could get proposed to as the 5th house represents celebrations and the 7th house represents partnerships.

I don’t see many people talking about it but the 11th house sign or the signs element could also indicate significant placements in your spouses birth chart (especially in their big 6)!!

Aries Rising - 11th House Aquarius 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in an unconventional, innovative setting, possibly during a social event with a group of your friends.

💍 Your friends could be the one who could help your spouse out with the arrangement of the proposal too! Or your spouse could literally be your best friend lol

💍 The gesture could be unexpected and original, possibly involving technology, a surprising twist, or a creative idea that reflects your shared vision for the future.

💍 You might feel excited, intrigued, and intellectually stimulated by the originality and thoughtfulness of the proposal.

💍 The atmosphere is likely to be lively, eccentric, and full of surprises, emphasizing freedom and individuality.

🩷 For Example : Your partner might propose with the help of technology. Maybe showcasing your memories together via a video and projecting it for you to see.

Taurus Rising - 11th House

Pisces 💒

💍 The proposal may occur in a dreamy, serene environment, such as by the water, near the beach, during a spiritual gathering, or in a place that holds deep emotional significance.

💍 There could be a lot blues, whites, sea foam greens, lavenders or aquamarines, maybe in the decorations, surroundings or just the attires you might wear.

💍 The gesture could be deeply romantic, involving poetry, music, or an artistic expression that touches the soul and reflects the depth of your connection.

💍 You might feel emotionally moved, peaceful, and spiritually connected, sensing the profound love and understanding between you.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be calm, peaceful, and imbued with a sense of mysticism or otherworldliness, emphasizing the spiritual and emotional bond.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a quiet evening by a lakeside, reading a poem they wrote for you, as the sound of gentle waves adds to the romantic and ethereal atmosphere.

Gemini Rising - 11th House

Aries 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in a lively, energetic setting, such as during a spontaneous adventure, a competitive event, or a social gathering where you’re both having fun.

💍 Your spouse might feel extra bold and confident while planning and executing this proposal.

💍 The gesture could be bold and direct, possibly involving a challenge, a playful bet, or a dramatic declaration that captures the intensity of the moment.

💍 You might feel exhilarated, alive, and full of adrenaline, with a sense of excitement about the future and the adventures ahead.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be dynamic, fast-paced, and filled with activity, emphasizing the thrill and passion of the moment.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose after the two of you win a spirited race or competition together, pulling out the ring in the heat of the moment to match the adrenaline and excitement you both feel.

Cancer Rising - 11th House Taurus 💒

💍 The proposal may occur in a comfortable, luxurious environment, possibly at a private gathering, a favorite restaurant, or a place that holds sentimental value.

💍 Your spouse might book a very luxurious area for this proposal. It will be surely elegant✨. Your spouse might spoil you with gifts right before they propose too.

💍 The gesture could be practical and thoughtful, possibly involving a beautiful gift, a shared meal, or a meaningful token that symbolizes your shared values.

💍 You might feel secure, cherished, and deeply loved, with a sense of being nurtured and supported.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be cozy, serene, and filled with beauty, emphasizing the importance of comfort and security in your relationship.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a private dinner at your favorite restaurant, presenting the ring along with a dessert that’s beautifully crafted, reflecting the comfort and stability you share.

Leo Rising - 11th House

Gemini 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in a lively, social setting, such as during a party, a gathering with friends, or a spontaneous outing where you’re both having fun.

💍 Your siblings could help your spouse when it comes to setting up the proposal. The proposal could also occur in your neighbourhood.

💍 The gesture could be playful and clever, possibly involving wordplay, a riddle, or a creative idea that engages your mind and makes you smile.

💍 You might feel delighted, mentally stimulated, and appreciated for your intellectual connection.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be vibrant, dynamic, and filled with conversation, emphasizing the joy of social interaction and shared ideas.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a game night with friends, using a clever wordplay or puzzle that leads you to the final answer : their proposal lol

Virgo Rising - 11th House

Cancer 💒

💍 The proposal may occur in a nurturing, intimate setting, such as during a private gathering with close friends and family or in a place that feels like home.

💍 This could also mean an arranged marriage proposal too because both the families might be heavily involved in this proposal but ofc this is just one possibility but yes family might play a significant role in the arrangement and decisions.

💍 The gesture could be deeply caring and protective, possibly involving a heartfelt promise, a sentimental token, or a nurturing act that shows deep commitment.

💍 You might feel deeply loved, secure, and emotionally connected, with a sense of being cared for and cherished.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be cozy, warm, and filled with a sense of emotional safety, emphasizing the importance of home and family in your relationship.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a cozy gathering at home with close friends, offering a sentimental family heirloom as the engagement ring to symbolize the start of your new family together.

Libra Rising - 11th House

Leo 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in a grand, elegant setting, possibly during a celebration, a party, or a public event where you’re the center of attention.

💍 There could be a lot of children present in the place where you might get proposed to. There will surely be a lot of lively and fun energy when the proposal happens.

💍 The gesture could be dramatic and romantic, possibly involving a public declaration, a creative display, or a grand romantic gesture that takes your breath away.

💍 You might feel adored, appreciated, and fully in your element, basking in the romance and grandeur of the moment.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be luxurious, vibrant, and filled with beauty, emphasizing the celebration of love and romance in your relationship.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a glamorous event or party, making a grand gesture in front of all your friends with a declaration of love that’s both bold and romantic.

Scorpio Rising - 11th House

Virgo 💒

💍 The proposal may occur in a quiet, organized setting, possibly during a private dinner, a planned event, or a moment of shared service or responsibility.

💍 A lot of planning has gone into this proposal by your spouse. They might be anxious and nervous to propose because they want everything to go perfectly.

💍 The gesture could be practical and thoughtful, possibly involving a well-considered plan, a meaningful promise, or a gesture that reflects your mutual dedication.

💍 You might feel grounded, respected, and secure in the knowledge that your relationship is well-considered and stable.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be calm, orderly, and filled with a sense of purpose, emphasizing the importance of practicality and responsibility in your relationship.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose after the two of you complete a shared project, perhaps during a quiet moment at home, with a meaningful ring that symbolizes your commitment and love for each other.

Sagittarius Rising - 11th House Libra 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in a harmonious, elegant setting, possibly during a cultural event, an art gallery, or a social gathering that emphasizes beauty and balance.

💍 You might already kind of know that you might be getting proposed to and “accidentally” dress fancy for the occasion 😂. This would most likely be a proposal done when you both are alone in a one on one setting.

💍 The gesture could be romantic and graceful, possibly involving a beautiful setting, a heartfelt declaration, or an artistic expression of love.

💍 You might feel deeply connected, cherished, and balanced, with a strong sense of partnership and mutual appreciation.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be refined, balanced, and filled with beauty, emphasizing the importance of harmony and elegance in your relationship.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a visit to an art gallery or museum, where they surprise you with a private exhibit featuring something meaningful to both of you, ending with the proposal in a beautifully designed setting.

Capricorn Rising - 11th House Scorpio 💒

💍 The proposal may occur in a private, intense setting, possibly during a deep conversation, a shared secret, or in a place that holds personal significance.

💍 You might have an inkling that you are about to be proposed to. Your intuition will guide you for sure but yet again you aren’t 100% sure so you just remain skeptical lol.

💍 The gesture could be intense and transformative, possibly involving a symbolic act, a meaningful promise, or a gesture that reflects the deep emotional bond between you.

💍 You might feel deeply moved, passionate, and intensely connected, sensing the profound depth of commitment.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be private, intense, and filled with a sense of mystery, emphasizing the emotional intensity and transformation in your relationship.

🩷 For Example: Your partner might propose during a private moment, perhaps at a secluded spot that holds deep meaning for both of you, with a gesture that’s emotionally powerful and symbolic of the transformative journey you’re on together.

Aquarius Rising - 11th House Sagittarius 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in an adventurous, exciting setting, possibly during a travel experience, an outdoor activity, or a gathering with friends who share your love of exploration.

💍 There is a high possibility that you get proposed to on vacation or you might think that the proposal is just a joke and laugh it off because you aren’t sure if this is fr or not 😂

💍 The gesture could be spontaneous and full of optimism, possibly involving a shared adventure, a daring act, or a gesture that reflects your shared enthusiasm for life.

💍 You might feel thrilled, free, and full of excitement, with a sense of boundless possibilities and optimism about the future.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be lively, dynamic, and filled with a sense of adventure, emphasizing the joy and freedom in your relationship.

🩷 Example: Your partner might propose during a hike, or a long walk on the beach, a party with loud music and lots of people, a tourist spot maybe.

Pisces Rising - 11th House Capricorn 💒

💍 The proposal may take place in a formal, structured setting, possibly during a professional event, at a significant landmark, or in a place that symbolizes long-term commitment and tradition.

💍 This is also giving arranged marriage vibes😭, I mean it’s just a possibility. Your spouse could be significantly older than you for sure (dilf👀?)

💍 The gesture could be serious and meaningful, possibly involving a well-thought-out plan, a family heirloom, or a gesture that emphasizes stability and long-term goals.

💍 You might feel a deep sense of security, maturity, and seriousness about the future, appreciating the commitment and dedication your partner is showing.

💍 The surroundings are likely to be elegant, grounded, and filled with a sense of tradition or formality, emphasizing the importance of responsibility and commitment in your relationship.

🩷 Example: This reminds me of those rich CEO kdrama leads who go out of their way to propose. For instance writing “will you marry me” in the sky with the help of some lights or smoke haha. Very fancy for sure!

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rating: explicit 18+ pairing: pero tovar x f!reader word count: 6.9K summary: Sana sana culito de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. But there would be no tomorrow. No future, no light of dawn – not without –  Her. He’d never heal because tomorrow would never come.  OR Pero falls hard for a princess and doesn’t know what to do with himself on your wedding night. warnings: angst, brief classism/xenophobia two very stubborn people, pero experiences one Human Emotion and cannot fully process it, arranged marriage, yearning, smut LIKE WOW, soft!pero that i broke my own heart with a/n: Thank you so much to @perotovar for this request: "congrats on your milestone, my love! so happy for you <33 i'm sending a little astrology 💫 + pero & #6 on the fluffy list OR #1 on the smutty list (whichever is speaking to you), because i wanna see your take on him 👀” – of course I chose the slutty one, just for you 😉 I’m actually pretty proud of this one - please consider reblogging if you like it too!

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Sana sana culito de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. 

Sometimes before battle, the clatter inside Pero’s head goes silent. It listens. It waits. 

Other times, it roars. Memories of family, of dead amigos, of mujeres he fucked – they all buck and scratch for a chance to blaze across his mind like a dust storm kicked up by an unbroken mustang. 

He doesn’t know which one he prefers or which one will win out. They both have their uses, necessary states of mind to survive whatever is barreling towards him – an ax, a monster out of legend, some other drunken mercenary he intentionally pissed off. It’s an unconscious decision, yet one that has served him well so far. He wouldn’t be alive today if some deep, primal part of him knew what he needed to live through another battle. 

And yet, his own trunk knocking against his hips as he climbed the sickly ostentatious stone steps to the top of the parapet, the handles starting to pinch his fingers, the barest – nearly invisible – tremor in his knees, he cannot fathom, for the life of him, why that singular phrase from his abuela played in his head like water swirling around and around a cenote. 

Sana sana culito de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. 

Sana sana culito de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. 

His inner voice, taking on a myriad of forms, of sounds and voices, never quite standing still, the one companion he could always rely on. 

Maybe it was warning him. Dust yourself off, boy, you know exactly how this was going to end. 

Sana sana culito de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. 

But there would be no tomorrow. No future, no light of dawn – not without –

Her.

He’d never heal because tomorrow would never come.

He feels sweat escape from the nape of curls at his neck, his cheeks warm and chest hot. Two more flights, he can manage two more flights. 

His abuela also liked to tell him something else: if hell doesn’t get him, his pride certainly will. 

It’s certainly what got him into this ridiculous farce in the first place. Because he can’t alchemize whatever is in his gut into vocalized syllables, he instead has to climb a truly incalculable amount of stairs, while carrying a ragged, torn trunk that weighs as much as his armor. 

Because he can’t form the right words, any words, about what he carries lodged beneath his breastbone for her. What draws him up and up and up and up because it’s lighter than hope, makes him lighter than air, and yet it clogs him up, chokes him out all the same. His pride, his vanity, cuts through it, through her – enough to keep him tongueless and dry but not enough to offer this lightness in his chest to her, for her. He can’t take the light out of him or else he fears what he will truly become.

So, he walks, he goes around and around on unforgiving stone steps until finally there is a door. He thinks about waiting, to catch his breath, but he knows he will just as easily turn around and go back the way he came, trunk still heavy and knocking against his hips, and that pride will be the death of him. So he keeps going, opens the handle, and makes abrupt eye contact with the two guards outside her door. They seem uninterested and unamused in his sweaty, stilted breathing, but by his less-than-royal attire, they easily clock him as one of their own; a man who fights to make his way in the world. The one on the left nods jerkily at him. 

What they see him as, what he will always be, is nearly the reason he kicks that fucking trunk all the way back down. Instead, he nods back, shoulders rounded, eyes down. 

“The princesa - the princess - is requesting the last of her things, to be b-brought up from the stables –,” he clears his throat, “drop this off for her and –,”

“Can’t let you in. King’s orders.” The one on the right sees him as something else – a foreigner first and foremost, their similar stations in life irrelevant. His bright blue eyes rove over Pero’s dark skin, dark hair, jagged scar, distaste and disgust smearing his already ugly features. But he had been dealing with men like these all his life.

“Bueno, you can explain to the King himself why his daughter’s belongings were lost and disregarded. I hear she’s very fond of the Italian prints at the bottom of this . . .”

The guards glance at each other, calculating way above their paygrade. Pero jostles the trunk as if to show he is not above throwing it out the window. 

“Fine.” The second one snaps. “Drop it inside and come back immediately.”

He drops his head, a good little foreign boy. “Gracias, señor.” 

The heavy wooden door opens beneath the iron lock and the instant he is through, he bolts it behind him. Waits to see if the guards notice. They don’t. Perfectamente – all the time in the world. 

All in the time in the world – for what? 

To fail? Again?

He stows the trunk in front of the door, extra time, a few seconds maybe – as if she wouldn’t just tell him to get out the instant she laid eyes on him. Only time will tell. 

Out of the atrium, another door, this one set deep into the wall. A last line of defense. He knocks, once, then twice, then waits. El orgullo chokes him again but fuck it, he’s come this far. He knocks again, knocks something in his chest free and, with it, spill the words:

“Princesa? It’s me. I –,” it throttles him, “princesa, can you open the door?” 

Silence. His heart sits, buried in that trunk. Then –

“It’s unlocked, Pero.” 

His heart in his throat, he opens the door to presumably what will be your marriage bed. And yet, by the state of things, you could have been moving out of it. Trunks and bags stack high against the far wall – those fucking trunks he made such a scene over because the unnecessary weight would slow them all down remain untouched, arranged as they had been when they had been first brought in. He didn’t quite know what to make of that, his thumb absently pressing into the callus of his other hand as he glanced around. It is a beautiful room – tall windows, etched in scarlet drapes, to match the scarlet curtains around the bed. With gold thread and impossibly detailed paintings of the countryside, it is fit for a princess, a some-day queen. This is where someone with royal blood deserved to be, not in the back of a hot carriage for weeks on end, surrounded by dirty, loud, rough men. 

And yet, with your hair down, expansive gown from the ball tonight replaced with a simple cotton dress, you could not have been more out of place. Pero’s heart lurches briefly, moisture seeping from his mouth, as he realizes this is the same dress he bought you when the two of you had been accidentally separated by the caravan and your previous dress had been ruined in the mud. He had no idea you still kept it, much less wore it ever again. 

But if anyone asked him, you look more beautiful in this than any silk or velvet. 

Instead of unpacking, settling into your new home and eventual role as wife, you sit hunched over at the intricately carved mahogany desk, eagle feather quill scratching against parchment. You finish with a flourish and look over your shoulder at him, your eyes annoyingly unreadable. 

“Yes?”

A stupid brute some may call him, but he wasn’t entirely without awareness. Observation of your customs and what you considered inappropriate only encouraged him: if you really didn’t want him here, you would never have let him see you in this state.

But it’s hard to remember that under your icy stare. 

“Y-your things, Princesa. The last from the caravan.”

Your eyes slide over him, to the trunk in the shadows of the atrium. He can tell from a single glance that you know as well as he that trunk is not yours, that no one told him to come here with it, and yet he did it all the same. Something flashes over your eyes but it’s gone by the time you meet his gaze again. 

“Thank you. I am, as always, indebted to you.” 

He hates your words, but warmth spreads in his gut at the way you say it. That’s how it’s always been between you and him – saying one thing but meaning another. He’d never appreciated a sharp mind like yours until he realized you wield it as he wields a sharp sword. 

There are many things he’d never even dreamed of before he met you.

“Then, this means you’re leaving, I suppose.” You draw your sword against him. The metal flashes in your eyes as you stand, one hand against the curved tip of your chair. A bronze halo rims your outline, the fire behind you burning bright and hot. He knows if he touched your shoulder, your neck, your skin would be wonderfully warm. 

He wets his lips. “Si. Our contract with your father is done.” 

You drop his gaze, your lips tightening for a minute, your fingers running through the carvings of wood on the chair. “Even with William in his state? Would it not be better for him to stay and recover? The journey home is –,” you pause, as though someone had thrown a hand over your mouth, “– the journey back east is long.” 

All the longer without you.

“William, he is not an idle man. Two days of bedrest is often all he can take.” 

You grin, in spite of this thing circling you both. “Unless he finds the nun attending to him beautiful.

“He finds them all beautiful.” 

Your smile expands wide across your bright face when you find him smiling at you too. 

This – if this is to be his last memory of you (his heart wrenches at the thought) – this is the you he wants imprinted on his soul: smiling and glowing by firelight. 

But as quickly as it came, that grin that warms him down to his bones, fades. In an instant, your eyes grow soft, your mouth twisted, jaw tight.

“Where will you go?” you ask, in the quietest voice you’d ever addressed him with. 

It pains him, physically aches within him, to hear the distress in your voice. He hasn’t even thought about the next contract, the next royal cabrón who intends to yank him all across God’s green earth to perform a task he can’t be fucked to take on himself. How can he possibly answer you? Nowhere, without you. To rot in a dark hole in the ground? Off a cliff? What answer would provide you or him any sort of satisfaction?

“Wherever the coin goes,” he says and the words scrape his tongue like bile. That ache in his chest spiraling rapidly, deep into his gut – like a poisoned limb he cannot amputate – he does the same thing he always does when he’s hurt: he makes others hurt until they leave him alone. “You do not have to worry, princesa, your new husband will keep you in such comfort you will never wonder where the coin comes from.”

He must be a truly sick man, for the knife-sharp glare you throw at him only knots arousal around the base of his spine. It tugs on something attached directly to his groin which, in turn, yanks the next words out of his mouth.

“He looked especially happy with you in his arms on the dance floor tonight.”

The icy shards in your eyes go brittle and crack. His heart races; he’s overplayed his hand. 

“You watched me dance?”

“All guardsmen were required to –,”

You shake your head, eyes bright and searing through him. “No. It was only the King’s Knights there in attendance.” 

Your hand trailing off the edge of the chair, you take a step forward and he feels his weight shift back onto his heels. But he remains firm. 

Sana, sana.

“Pero, why did you come here tonight?”

“To return the last of your things, princesa. What else is there?”

You flinch, as if he had raised his voice to you. What else is there indeed?

“Not even to . . .  say goodbye? Sixteen weeks on the road is an awfully long time to be around someone, only for them to . . . leave so soon.”

He locks his knees to keep them from shaking. “Do you wish for me to tell you goodbye, princesa?” 

There’s something painfully sad about the way you smile at him. “I wish for whatever would make you happiest.” 

Anger roars within him, hungry and hot, like a burn from a white flame. Why can’t you just admit it? Why do you avoid it time and time again? He knows he hasn’t misread anything you’ve sent his way, so why? Why are you so vested in torturing him this way? 

“Coin makes me happy and, now that I have it, there’s nothing to keep me here.”

There, that hurts you too, just as he meant it.

“Then leave.” They could make ice fortresses out of the strength of your bone-cold stare. “If you have nothing else to say, then take your goddamn trunk and get out of my sight.” 

The flame scorches him, ripping him apart and in his anger, making him cruel.

He bows to you.

“I imagine you will be very happy with your new husband, ranita.”

The term slips from his lips before he can stop it, but his throat and cheeks blister so badly, he physically can’t open his mouth to correct his mistake. Instead, he turns and strides towards the door.

He thinks he hears a gasp from behind him, a sharp sound like breaking glass – small, tinkling, tragic. It spears him through his chest, pierces his heart. 

He gets to the door and pauses.

If you have nothing else to say . . .

Of course he has something to say – words in English and Spanish and broken dialects gathered like poisonous lichen all churning in the boiling cauldron of his mind, but nothing will suffice – nothing reflects or compares to the grief he is already feeling, the despair, the anguish that has settled into all the fleshy joints in his body. Not his pride, but this, saying goodbye to you, this is what actually will kill him.

Every word imaginable crawls up his throat and rages in his mouth, presses up against his teeth, begging for something, anything to be let out, to be free, to tell you that he cannot fucking live without you–

Nothing comes through, but one single word.

“Don’t.” 

The fire crackles in the silence, a wicked god pleased at the display of carnage.

“What did you say?”

A dull thud echoes from where he drops his forehead against the wood of the door, all anger flooding out of his system. Do you have any idea the power you hold over him? One request, one tremor in your voice and his knees all but buckle at your altar. 

Fuck it. 

He always thought he’d go out in a blaze of bloody glory, but he’d never expected to be so exposed, so flayed like this.

“Don’t,” he repeats, his throat as dry as sand. “Do not . . . marry him. Please.” 

The vision of your great warrior slumped against the door frame, his neck bent, shoulders curled up to his ears has your already pounding heart leaping forward into a gallop. He is defeated, laid low. You watch his guts all but pool out on your hearth. 

He looks about as hopeless and anguished as you feel. 

Your soldier, your man of iron and charcoal, goes blurry in your eyes.

“And what would you have me do, Pero?” Your plea is damp, malleable at the edges. You press your hand flat against your chest, near your throat, as if you could pull the grief lodged there with your fingers. “I have been engaged to this man before I was even born. How can I stop this?” 

“Fight.” The word snarls against his bare teeth. He turns, his eyes liquid ink, and suddenly he has you by the shoulders. His thumbs nervously skitter around the curve of your shoulder, gaze just as unsteady and unfocused as it wavers between your hands, your earlobe, your neck. "Where is my brave girl who fights for what she wants, hm? Fight – for me, please.”

Fight, he asks – but in spite of him or because of him?

You lay your hands on the silver shine of his breastplate, watch as they rise and fall with his steady flow of breath. How many nights had you woken up against that shine, in the crook of his arm for warmth, or protection? You didn’t cherish it at the time because you never knew when it would be your last. 

“Why won’t you fight, princesa?” His voice is low, strained, the groan of a wagon wheel before it breaks. You meet his gaze and the exposed look on his face, softening every line on his mouth and around his eyes, nearly sends you into hysterics. You swallow the tears, swallow the hook in your throat as your fingers curl around the clasps of his cape. 

"Because if I don't fight then I can't lose.” His fingers slip from your shoulders, to your elbows, to your waist. You inhale and the scents of warm leather, oil, and ash flood your mouth. The tip of your nose is inches from the scruff of beard against his cheek, the ruddy brown of his sun-drenched skin. He has curled you into him and this, you do not fight either. His massive palms map your back, against your skin, but without any urgency or control. “If I can’t lose, that means I don’t lose you. You'll just be . . . gone."

That last word is a lie. It hangs in the air like a sweltering humid rain and you both know you’re lying. He has you wrapped up in his arms, you didn’t stop him even for a second, and you are all too aware that it would take some great, insidious alchemy to ever truly tear him out of you. 

You stare at his silver collar, defiant against the waves you had managed to shackle down until this very moment: a wave of hopeless crashes into you, a wave of heartbreak, a wave of helpless that fills your eyes to the point of spilling with that very same salt water.

He touches your cheek delicately, fingers rough with callouses, and the floodgates break open with a sob. 

“Preciosa,” he rumbles softly against your hairline, “hush. You break my heart with your tears.” 

“Do not mock me, Tovar. Not now.” you sniff, trying to turn your face but his wide hands catch you around the cheeks.

“You are beyond mocking. I’d show you my heavy heart but I do not wish that weight on anyone.” The snag of his rough thumbs against your cheek draws your watery gaze to him. His mouth is a flat line, barred against whatever climbs his throat, but his eyes move like mercury across your nose, your eyelashes, the arch of your cheek. Your fingers wrap themselves around his wrists, a grounding agent against the waves that threaten to pull you under. 

“Pero, I –,”

“I have fought you, tooth and nail, for days without end. Every favor, every breath, you have forced them from me. I fight my own mind when I sleep at night. Sueños, always of the same woman.” He smears away the tears with his thumbs, gently, sweetly, before pressing his lips to your wet flesh by his knuckle. He inhales deeply, eyes closed, mouth hovering stationary above the skin of your cheek. “You fight me every step of the way . . . and I am so tired of fighting.” 

For all your struggling, for all your tearing and clawing and snarling against the blooming in your chest, nothing is as easy as it is to turn your head and press your lips to his. 

The brush of his bristled mustache against your upper lip. His warm, rough palms holding you steady. His lips soft and hot. You are overwhelmed by the scent of him.

There is nothing like, and nothing will ever be like, finally kissing Pero Tovar. 

All it takes is the movement of his hands from your cheeks to your lower back, the light trace of his tongue against your lips, and the yearning you’d been smothering for weeks now roars to life. His hands squeeze your hips and you can suddenly barely breathe. 

“Pero–,” the noise in the shape of his name that escapes you is near a whine, begging. He nips at your lips, hand firmly at the cup of your jaw, mouth now rough and insistent, and your fingers claw up his neck, wrapping themselves in his dark curls. You tug, nails scratching his scalp, and he groans into your mouth as if you’d just kneed him in the gut.

A thread-bare gasp of your name from his lips splits you from him, then his hand on your hip and the back of your neck pushing you backwards gives you enough air to breathe – to think.

"Your husband will know you're not a virgin,” Pero warns, breathing hard and fast, his eyes like black flints, “if we go on." 

You curl your fingers around his neck, dragging your mouth near his jaw, the soft skin at the edge of his ear.

"Then he will also know my heart is not his either.” You ask everything of him with this. His armor blocks his warm body from you – you want to sink inside his hard shell. “If you’ll have it.”

He is not himself, half-human with an inhuman want, with the snarl that leaves him. 

“Don’t make such promises, dulzura –,” A threat, a dog forced to expose its underbelly, fear radiating like the pain from a broken bone. Your fingers dig into the buckles of his cape, steadying you against a sudden terrible awareness that bloomed, purple-bruised. 

“Unless you don’t want –,” 

The desk rattles when your hips break against it, the force of his kiss enough to topple over your inkwell, spill rolls of parchment to the floor. The wood groans under your weight when he gathers the thick swell of your thighs in his hands, heaves you onto the flat surface, and spreads your knees around his waist. He is as hard as the iron on his chest. 

“Can you feel how much I want you?”

A frantic sigh of relief, a groan shared between two pairs of lips, seeking skin and warmth and other hungry places. 

He drags you onto his chest, your skirt bunched up around your hips, the rings of his armor digging into the soft flesh of your thighs, his mouth covering yours in wet pulls, and he stands up right, as though you weighed less than his sword. 

A stumble, and he spreads you out on the velvet covers of your marriage bed, his hands imprinting on your hips, your knees, the supple meat of your calves. The touch of him on your bare skin feels like the licks of flames, the smoke of arousal blurring your awareness and dragging your eyelids half-closed. On his heels at the edge of the bed, the flint shards of his eyes drift over the bones of your ankles, the bend of your knee, your heaving chest, hair in snarls around your neck and caught behind your back, and finally to your cunt, hidden by the folds of your dress. 

Velvet hums as you slide your ankles to the curve of your ass, widening your legs, parting your knees. His lips part open, dark want etching every line of his face. You feel the wet linen of your dress cling to your achy cunt. He swallows, unbuckling his cape one latch at a time, his eyes nowhere else. The metal clatters as it falls to the floor.

Piece by piece, the chinks in his armor fall away. Piece by piece, he is revealed to you. Your hands rise up, up your thighs to your knees, your thumbs rubbing soft circles. He watches, never tears his gaze away from your sticky hole, his nimble fingers working away the buckles and knots with practiced precision. You can see it in his eyes – memories of bedrolls by firelight, of such a deep painful, yearning ache, separated only by thin tarp, they are a physical weight beside you in this marriage bed. 

You see them because they’re there for you too. You see them because you've been here a dozen times, on your back, legs spread wide, your hands circling but never dipping, waiting. Wanting. For him. 

His bare chest is warm, the wings of his ribs expanding around short, half-drawn breaths, as he crawls up into your pliant mouth. The kisses are slow, like before, with a crackle of heat just beyond them, his hips slipping into the cradle of your thighs, the wet warmth of you separated by the thin linen of your dress. He sucks the tendon below your ear, a whine slipping out of your mouth, fingers spreading over the harsh planes of his back, and his cock bobs against your thigh. 

Pero is bare and warm and entirely yours. All man beneath the sweltering armor. 

“Amorcita,” he drips into your ear, kisses smeared against your collarbone, your mouth, your earlobe, “amorcita, amorcita . . . ranita, let me take you.” 

He starts to use teeth, a harder nip behind his kisses, when he dips down to your chest. A wide palm with stocky fingers grasps at your breast and it’s a startling sensation for you both. 

“Soft,” he moans before licking up under the supple curve of your breast, mouthing at what his tongue missed. He slips your erect nipple into his mouth and twists it between his teeth. “Sweet,” he murmurs with your nipple firmly between his lips. 

This is unlike anything you’ve felt before. You deliriously thank the gods that he hadn’t touched you like this on the road; you would have kept him, your own wild animal, in bed without rest for days on end.

Pero plucks just as aggressively at your other breast, the spit-wet nipple that preoccupied his mouth verging on purple and aching. He cups you from the outside this time, squeezing and massaging, ringing your nipple with his tongue until your back bows and you let out a whine that has his eyes flickering up to you, the scent of wounded prey filling his nostrils. 

That whine of pleasure elongates into a whimper: “please.”

“Tranquila, ranita.” His touch is softer around your bruised tits, but he keeps one hand bagging the weight of your breast while the other slips beneath your skirt.

The pads of his fingers brush your creamy cunt and with a yelp, you grab him by the wrist, your eyes open with a familiar emotion he draws out of you: rage.

“Pero Tovar, if you value your life you will take me under the covers and put your —,”

He chuckles, his cheek against yours, nose rimming the velvet hairs on the ridges of your ear. The vibrations liquify the tension in your bones, loosening your grip. Your eyes flutter, slick obviously running down his fingers. “Ranita, I don’t think you know how you want to end that sentence..”

His words roll like honey over the heat of your skin. It makes your skin tremble. Your grip tightens on his wrist and you roll your hips, your swollen clit finally relieved by the pressure of his palm. 

“Oh, oh, Pero—,” 

With a grunt, he shuffled closer, elbow by your shoulder and he cups your entire wet cunt in his hand, pushing the heel of his palm flatter against you. You cry out, a sparkling kind of pleasure radiating out from where his hand rests. You buck your hips faster, complete release flickering through your outstretched hand. 

“Can you come like this?” You nod, eyes squeezed shut as you barrel towards escape, and you feel him shudder next to you. You are intimately aware that he’s rubbing his cock on the crease of your hip bone but that only drags you faster towards the light. “Then come, ranita, come and I’ll fuck you.” 

The wet, curling heat growing between your legs descends, then in a bright snap, explodes across your body. 

“Fuck!” You tear open your eyes to find them damp, Pero’s massive hand cupping your cheek towards him, his stallion eyes dark as his fingers drag on the soaked material of your dress, your hips slowing. 

“Amorcita, breathe.” The words are torn from his chest, all cock-suredness gone from his frantic gaze. You gulp in air, the weight of his body over yours grounding and smothering you all at once. He pulls his hand away from you, rides it up your thigh to your waist, looking for something to hold onto. He strokes his thumb once against your overheated skin and you’re wriggling up out of your dress. 

“Help,” you hiss and his fingers nearly tear the fabric off you.

With a few undone buttons, you shiver out of your dress, the slick-drenched spots catching on your warm skin. He flings it behind him, near the fireplace. 

He takes you barely beneath the thick covers before you welcome him back to the heat of your open legs. 

But instead of reeling back and plunging his aching cock into you, he takes the time to kiss you. To praise you in all the ways he fears his mouth will end up short. He kisses you, grateful, reverent – wonderful to be swallowed by but also a distraction.

When he lifts your knees by his waist, your hips automatically tilt towards him and for the first time, you feel his red, sore cock between your tacky lips. The dual sensation nearly drags you over the rack of delectably delicious pleasure, as does his worn, broken groan in your ear. 

“More, please, don’t stop.” You cry against the bristles of his beard, his hand dropping between your sweat-slick bodies, finding yours already there to guide him. The press of him spreads you open, filling you one sinking notch at a time. The sensation of your pink, dripping walls moving to take more of him in has you arching up into his chest, nails dragging into his back. His dry lips stifle the moans escaping from your mouth. 

Pero takes both of your hands in his, dragging them above your head, his fingers locking your palms together as his hips roll forward. “Cálmate, amorcita, cálmate,” he murmurs between distracted presses of his mouth against your chin, your cheek, his breathing heavy and stunted. You writhe, pinned open by his hips and his hands, his cock filling you all too slowly and not fast enough. 

With the last few inches, you take him completely, your cunt throbbing, heart pounding, intoxicated by the sensation of being so maddeningly full. Pero drapes over you, his head tucked into your neck, forearms straining with the tension of gripping your hands tightly. 

“Santa madre . . .” He is not a warrior right now. He is but a man, cunt-drunk and heaving. 

His name is pushed out of the bottom of your lungs with the first swing of his hips. You cling to him, knees at his ribs, unwilling to let even an inch of space between your bodies. But this becomes increasingly difficult as his thrusts gain speed. His flushed lips stain a sticky line against your jaw, down to your throat, and he releases your hands, the oak of the bed creaking beneath the force of him drilling down into you, he props himself up on his palms, his shoulders bent and curled over you, biceps straining, hairline damp, eyelids fluttering. The scar on his cheek is flushed pink.

“Look, amorcita, look how well you take me.”

His words tear you from your nebulous high, the grit of them forcing your head down to the obscene squelch beneath the sheets. The thatch of rough curls over his groin is drenched in slick, his thick cock soaked to the point of shine as it drives into you again and again. The heavy draft of breath the sight steals from him, the tap of his cock against a place so deep you didn’t know your body possessed, draws the spooling bliss as tight as a wire. 

Your trembling thighs squeeze him tighter, that hot pressure rendering you speechless, except for the most pathetic whine. Please, Pero, please, you think, you mutter, you whisper, your body rocking damp against the sheets. 

With a sudden snarl, he takes the chunk of your hair at the base of your head flat in his fists and tugs. A shoot of bright pain sparks bliss down to your tight and bruised nipples, and you cry out again. 

“Stop fighting, puedo sentir cuanto la quieres. Let me have it.” It is the following word that splits you open like lighting carving apart a tree. “Please.”

The wail that you release is the rush of gooseflesh over your skin alchemized into audible sound. Heat radiates through you, sucking the air from your lungs, your vision going blurry, then black as you clamp your eyes shut against the rush, the final release, that curls you into his arms. His warm, flushed arms, shaking with strain. A final wobbly thrust or two and his elbows are buckling, sweat-drenched chest pressing into your own.

Distantly, you are aware of the warm, slick drip down your thighs, his cock pulsing the last drops into your cum-flecked cunt, and the dangers this sort of intimacy poses. You can’t gather enough breath, enough sense to settle the spinning room, to worry or even care. 

Your his, and he is yours. That is all that will ever matter. 

The crackle of wood burning is the only other sound than your ragged breaths, the silent roll of sweat from sticky hot skins into the bedsheets. The stone walls of the castle’s room entomb you together for a brief stretch of infinity.

Pero moves and you think he’s going to back out of you, but instead, he merely adjusts, his head fully on your chest, thick fingers clutching your bruised waist, the shift of his cock pushing more of his release out of your oversensitive cunt. But you’ll take overstimulation over his absence every time. You run your fingers through his damp curls and he hums. 

“I’m sorry,” he huffs into your humid skin. “I’m sorry I let my pride keep us apart for so long.” 

You grin lazily to the ceiling, your breath settling as affection takes its place in your chest. 

“You were not the only one blinded by vanity.” 

“But I’m not blind. Not anymore.” He lifts his head, eyes as dark as your spilled inkwell. “I am never letting you go.” 

You smile at him, fingers soft against the back of his neck. “I don’t plan on wandering away.” 

His oil-black gaze drops to your lips and he leans forward to take your mouth against his. Gentle, but with the promise of more. 

“Mi ranita,” he purrs to break the kiss. 

“You call me that all the time, Pero. What does it mean?”

At that, a nearly shy expression crosses his face. He shakes his head, shifting onto his elbows to lift off you. “I can’t tell you. It will ruin your good mood.” 

You gasp, offended, and you grab him by the ear and twist. He chuckles through a grimace. “You will tell me what that means, Pero Tovar, if you value your appendages.” 

“Órale, princesa, retract your claws and I will tell you.” 

You release your grip and settle against your pillow. Grinning bashfully, he kisses your neck briefly.

“Remember that I love you after I tell you this.” 

Your heart nearly stops, the absence of a steady beat nearly drawing tears to your eyes but you hold firm. You breathe deeply against the fluttering in your stomach and pin him with your glare. Of course, this is how he would profess his love to you – when he’s trying to get out of trouble. 

“Tell me, Tovar!”

He chuckles again and preemptively picks up your hands. He kisses the inside of your palms, settling himself between your thighs. 

“It means little frog.” Your mouth falls open in a gasp and you struggle to yank your hands back from him, hissing like a tea kettle, but he uses his weight to press down on you. He nips at your nose. “I call you that because when you’re upset with me, much like you are now, you puff up like a bullfrog, your cheeks like this–,”

He rounds his cheeks full of air, crossing his eyes, and you simply cannot take the slight anymore. You push roughly against his gut, the breath trapped in his mouth escaping in a hot puff, and you twist him onto his back. He lets you, of course, his bold, full laughter rendering him defenseless. His body shakes beneath you, his beautiful eyes squeezed shut, his mouth open wide as he laughs and laughs and laughs. You take him by the wrists and push his limp hands over his head, pinning him as he had you. You pinch his chin with your teeth, your messy cunt over his stomach, as his laughter subsides. 

“Have you had your fun yet?” 

“Barely,” he chuckles, turning his big nose against your cheek and inhaling. He hums.

“Is that all I am to you? A joke?”

Pero opens his eyes, sober as death rattle. He takes you in, not in a hungry, all-consuming way, but in a look that speaks of awe and rapture.

“You are everything to me.”

You sigh, releasing his hands and curling into his chest. He kisses the top of your head, your eyes on the roaring fire. His thumbs rub your shoulder blades, trace the lines of your spine.

“You’re so very lucky I love you too.” 

His wandering against the expanse of your back stills, just for a moment, before his fingers slide into your hair, around the nape of your neck, holding you to him with the intention of keeping you there forever.

“I know, ranita, I know.” 

He watches you sleep as the sky lightens beyond the tall windows on the opposite side of the bedroom. The dying fire traces your edges in gold, settling heat in the curve of your lips. 

His heart lurches with the wanting of you.

There’s more terrible things to come, he knows that. The plan the two of you concocted in the early morning hours will be dangerous, deadly even. But dying together instead of living apart would be much more tolerable, you told him earlier that night, your hand on his chest. 

He would kill if you asked. He would kill, even if you didn’t, to keep you safe and by his side. You’ve proven yourself capable of living a life away from this spectacular opulence, but it pains him to know he will never be able to give you anything nearly as lovely as the velvet dresses in the closet, the gold jewelry in your trunks. 

Instead, all he has to offer is himself. His strength, his hands, his heart. It’s his own fear that tells him that’s not enough, because you remind him again and again that’s more than you ever wanted. 

He traces the curve of your cheek with the hovering pad of his finger, brushing your hair away from your face. How he ended up so lucky with your love, he’ll never know, but he will spend the rest of his days proving that he’s earned it. 

You stir in your sleep, sensing him above you, and he hates to steal even a few minutes of blissful sleep from you, knowing the endless nights that are coming. When he steals you away from all that you’ve ever known. 

The sleepy grumble in your throat resembles his name as he curls around you, but your eyes remain gently closed. He pulls you against him, the air that leaves your mouth and sits between your chest and his something he covets with his whole heart. 

I love you and I’m disgustingly lucky and I love you. 

He is a man made of dust, serving men made of silver. He is a man of dust, loving a woman made of gold.

El orgullo? No, Abuela, his ranita will get him first, last, and every time.

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Translations:

Sana sana culito de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. - This rhyme is typically said to children when they have just hurt themselves. The parent (or grandparent) usually rubs the part that is sore and sings this little tune. Literally translates to: "heal, heal, little frog’s tail. If you don’t heal today, you will heal tomorrow."

el orgullo - pride

dulzura - sweetness, romantic connotation

amorcita - little love, romantic connotation

Tranquila - quiet, as in "be quiet" or "relax"

Cálmate - take it easy, or take it slow

puedo sentir cuanto la quieres - I can feel how much you want it/love it

Órale - okay, or an exclamation expressing approval or encouragement.

ranita - little frog, but you knew that already ;)

the rest are cognates (or familiar words) which you can probably guess the meaning of, but feel free to message me if you don't know!

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Hey there lovelies <3 Long time but I'm back - I'll keep this short and get to the reading. It's dedicated to @rosearex who helped me recover some of my PACs. Hope this resonates with y'all 🤍

✪ Disclaimer:

this is a general reading and may or may not resonate with you. please choose your pile carefully by grounding yourself and thinking of the topic - you may pick more than one pile of you'd like to - this is NOT a genderbased reading so please reverse or adjust the genders. Avoid the typos,if any.

✪ Reading Type:

exclusive charms reading - intuition - starseeds tarot deck - channeling - oracle astrology cards

✪ The Piles:

Pile 1 to 3 is left to right and is given above ^ choose carefully.

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Pile One

✪ Cards For This Pile:

ace of cups, 2 of swords,9 of cups, knight of cups

With the ace of cups as the first card coming up while shuffling,I can safely say that this pile will be charmed with their future spouse's actions easily. Your future spouse will likely charm you with emotions and romantic actions. They'll make their intentions clear that they have a crush on you 💞 Clearly there are two people in this pile - the ones that will have an arranged will clearly have these situations after you both are introduced. But for the ones that'll have a love marriage - it's clear that your future spouse will be the one that falls for you first or atleast notices you first.

With my intuition and the other 3 cards,the picture is quite clear here. Usually the cards contradict at times and I have to evaluate them differently together but in this pile,all the cards align with each other perfectly. I've not yet done the other other piles yet but this pile seems to have a fairytale touch here. Your future spouse will do everything to impress you. There's a sweet energy to their actions. They may look in any way,for some of you they could look stern or way too serious by looks, but emotionally - they'd be very sensitive. The knight of cups clearly shows that they'll praise you alot. They'd at times praise you a-little-too-much lol - at times it might look more like buttering but nevertheless, you'll like it. He won't be very direct at first with the 2 of swords. They may want to impress you or judge your reactions to evaluate your future action as to when they'd propose or ask you out. But when they'll interact - it'd be easy to judge that he's interested in you. They may blush alot around you. For some of you,they may ask if you're taken or interested in anyone else before asking you out or proposing.

After you go out or start dating/become committed,there may be many stereotypical actions that they'd do for you. They may gift you flowers , chocolates,gifts that may have alot of effort put into them. I don't see any pentacles cards so it's not like they'd be woo-ing you with money and all even if they have it. You'd rather be impressed by their actions and words. They may have a soft way of approaching you in the courtship period. Sometimes they may seem a little cliche to you but you'd appreciate the way they cherish you and value you during the court ship period. He'll make it clear that you matter alot to them, emotionally especially.

✪ Channelled Situations Through Charms And Intuition:

(these situations do not have to be literal,they could have a metaphoric significance in your courtship period or relationship)

girl walking in a field of white roses, kneeling down,a peck on the cheek, violet color(?), running together while holding hands,a couple twirling in the rain, recieving a bouquet of multicoloured flowers, someone dedicating a love song to the other/writing a song for their love

✪⁠ Oracle Astrology House Card Pulled:

4th House-home and family

It matches the vibe of the reading clearly showing that this person will treat you like their family from the day they meet you.it shows that they'll flirt but more than a sexual way, it'll be healing, nurturing and soulful. Strong soulmate energy coming through as well. The love will be pure and strong and their actions will represent it. You may meet their family in the initial phases of your relationship or they may talk to their mother/family about you alot lol. Their family will be well aware of how admired you are in their eyes.

Pile Two

✪ Cards For This Pile:

king of pentacles,the fool (rev),9 of pentacles, the devil

Oh yeah - we've got the king of pentacles and 9 of pentacles here. It's obvious that your future spouse is wealthy and abundant in material possessions and they'll use it well to impress you. Don't worry, because I don't think they'll think of you as a gold digger but it's just that your FS will be well aware that life is nothing without money 💸 and so they wouldn't mind showing you that your future is secure with them. They won't show off but they will show you that they are abundant and fully capable of leading you a abundant life. I feel a few of you here are like - oh no, but I'm not impressed by all this or this is just arrogance - but sorry love,that's what's coming through. You can choose another pile of you want but remember that it's not always what you think you'll be impressed by be the case - nevertheless it's your choice.

I'll be honest - this person is proud of their wealth or slightly may come off as arrogant - but here's the thing- they're a self made man who may have worked for everything and reached where he'd/she'd be. They'll know the value of material and so he'd just want to show you that he's got that. And tbh,this reading is about how they'll pursue you - and so I think you will be impressed by this somewhat. As I said,it would come off as someone showing you how stable and we'll put together they are. They'd also dress up quite well. Somewhat sexy I heard? I mean we've got the devil card here. They may have good looks to impress you.

This pile will be impressed by their FS for superficial reasons. Looks, finances and for some,even sex. I mean it's alright guys,these things matter alot in life and perhaps later on you will build an emotional connection with them but that'll what'll be the core starter reason. Your partner will be a winning trophy for y'all. Hot yet rich. Now y'all - I don't mean out of this world rich or out of this world hot but considerably more than average y'know. Although for some of you,they could be billionaires but not for all. So yeah - that's what I got for this pile ,they'll be alot more reasons but this is a general reading and not a personal and so I can't go into details of everything - though this is one of the main themes.

✪ Channelled Situations Through Charms And Intuition:

(these situations do not have to be literal,they could have a metaphoric significance in your courtship period or relationship)

someone with in a suit waiting for another for a date, a couple booking a suite in a 5 star hotel,a couple eating sushi (?),the color silver(?), having a movie date, travelling abroad for a destination wedding,a girl waiting for the guy and he's late (?), exchanging rings and lip-locking

✪⁠ Oracle Astrology House Card Pulled:

12th House- subconsciousness and hidden nature

So through this pile,I see that you'll also likely be pursued by them is because you'll feel that you'll be able to open up to them. You'll find things you never knew about yourself. Sexually or spiritually - could be anything. They may help you explore a part of yourself that you'd never know you had in you. It's like he'll make you more daring - adventurous. Curious. You'll feel like a deep bond with them like you never never felt before. I feel like the Devil card could represent this too. I feel they'll feel the same,but this reading is about you so I can't say with full surety,but nevertheless the bond you'll share with them will be unique - and special.

Pile Three:

✪ Cards For This Pile:

judgement, 5 of cups (rev), 6 of wands, 8 of pentacles,6 of pentacles (extra card for this pile)

Ahan wow. A strategy? Seriously your partner will have made a strategy prior to approaching you lol. This person will be very good in their plans and skills. Mental skills especially. It's like they think before they execute and that's exactly what they'd be doing before moving towards you with the intention. With the 6 of wands it's pretty obvious they'll win guys right? After all they're your future spouse 🙃 so they're plan will be set on impressing you as a person rather than a suitor first. Even if it's an arranged marriage, they'll have come up with a plan. It's like he'll want you to first see that he's a perfect individual before a perfect suitor. Now I know that sounds slightly narcissistic lmao. But trust me that's not the case. What he'll want you to see is that he or she is a very good person individually/collectively and just with you -

It'll be like he'll show you that he is frequently involved in charity (with 6 of pentacles) or philanthropic work. He'll show you that he has various hobbies (different for all) be it sports or intellectual. He'll try to show you that they're a compassionate yet practical person as a whole. Now I know noone's perfect lmao 😏 but he'll try to show you his good qualities. And tbh,he will be all of these since I didn't get any negative cards. They'll obvious have their shadow side but that's not showing in the reading because that's not the topic. The purpose is to show you that he's not just like this around you because he's just trying to impress you to date/marry them - it's to show you that they're genuinely a good person and I think you will be impressed by this quality.

He'll later on definitely flirt or praise you. Gift you and indulge you - but this'll be the main theme of their courtship period. Which I find interesting because it's something quite different. He may even tell his friends to talk about specific activities of theirs to you to impress you lmao - you're FS is such a cute drama tbh - but he'll want you to know that choosing him would be the best option for you because if he values everyone around them,then it's quite, quite obvious that they'll value the love of their life. I just heard poetry? This could be specific but someone's FS may dedicate poetry to you. Perhaps their own. With the judgement card,I think this person will propose you pretty quick in this relationship, because they'll want you to know that they think of you as a stable,long term partner and not a causal one. If it's arranged marriage,then it's pretty obvious that they'll start off with the proposal.

✪ Channelled Situations Through Charms And Intuition:

(these situations do not have to be literal,they could have a metaphoric significance in your courtship period or relationship)

a couple having ice cream and laughing,nose-rubbing,a kiss on the forehead,a couple surrounding by orphaned kids while they give them goodies,a man looking at a girl with tears in their eyes, playful hitting, helping each other make their hairstyles,blue color(?)

✪⁠ Oracle Astrology House Card Pulled:

9th House- teachings and philosophies

So for this pile, I see that you'll learn alot from your partner and that may impress you too. They may either be highly spiritual or highly educated/knowledgeable. They may be a comforting mentor to you. You may view them as being larger than life itself. He may be well cultured and mannered because this house represents travel at times and so I feel this could also indicate them being cultured well. For some of you,your father or fatherly figure may approve them alot. For someone specific,they may be at a teaching level in your field and you may be impressed by their knowledge in your field and so you'll be guided by them well (for some of you, not all)

[storiesaplenty]

Bridgerton Masterlist

Our Family

Lord Debling x f/Reader

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings. None

Requested by anonymous. I hope you like it, and such a cute idea

From my previous account plentyoffandoms.

WC: 836

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Summary: Lord Debling & his wife were odd by their society standards. Their marriage was arranged, but they bonded over their unique interests, and soon found love. Their love grew into a massive family, with another one on the way.

My wife and I were strolling in our garden, with our children running around. It was getting late in the evening, and it was the perfect time to look up into the night sky.

Our children were very excited as the night sky had no clouds and they could see the stars.

They are also excited as the summer flowers are starting to bloom, and many bugs are starting to come out due to the warmer weather coming on.

My wife and oldest daughter, Ivy, were discussing their latest book they had read, and I was keeping an eye on the younger children, but their oldest brother, who is Ivy's twin, Berry was keeping them from wondering off.

When I first met my darling wife all those years ago, I was not happy. My parents and her parents got together and arranged our marriage.

Her and I are considered odd in our society as my love of nature and her love of astrology. Most people could not wrap their heads around it.

Our parents were concerned that my way of life at the time was no means for a lady. I was leaving after the wedding and her staying at our estate, but not her.

She joined me on my adventures, getting to know the real me, and I got to know her. I showed her the beauty in our world, and she showed me the beauty of our vast sky.

The first few days into my trip, I became concerned that we were getting lost, but she showed me how to navigate with the stars.

I truly became memorised by her, and I slowly fell in love with the woman my parents arranged for me to marry.

Once she became pregnant, I decided that it was time for us to settle at our estate and start to make a home worthy of our children.

Archer and Basil ran past me, laughing, bringing me out of my memories.

"Now boys, please watch where you are going." I said to them, not wanting to ruin their fun, but for then not to get hurt or hurt one of their siblings.

"Yes, father." They muttered before running off, playing some game of tag that is only between the two of them.

I helped my wife up the hill, as she was once again pregnant, but our sweet little Cordelia came rushing down the hill, wanting to help her mother up the hill.

Cordelia is the youngest at four years of age and is excited to be a big sister.

My wife sat down on the bench I had placed here not long after we came home.

"Now, you all know the rules. No fighting, no shoving, no yelling. We all get a turn." I didn't like to impose 6 many ruled on my children as our society does that already, but after the first time we did this, and the telescope got broken, their mother and I knew that some rules had to be put in place.

I stood next to the telescope as our children, from oldest to youngest, looked up into the night sky, completely in awe.

Ivy, Berry, Aurora, Archer, Basil, our other set of twins, Willow, Jupiter, Celeste, and Cordelia all took their turns, then rushed to their mother's side, asking her questions.

"Now, now, my darling children, it is your mother's turn." I said as they parter for me to get to her, to help stand her up from the bench.

"Take your time, dear. We have all night." She gave me a soft smile and leaned into look into the telescope. Our children ran off to play the scavenger hunt game I made for them before we came out here.

They had to find a certain bug or plant and cross it off their list. I even drew pictures next to what they need to be looking for.

Once, I knew the children were occupied, safe, and having fun, which I could tell by the squeals of laughter coming from around our garden, I wrapped my arms around her waist and placed my head on her shoulder.

"Oh, Alfred, it is just beautiful." She said as she straightened and leaned back into my arms.

"Not as beautiful as you, my beautiful wife."

"You shush now, husband. You are going to make me become vain with all your praises." Her and I laughed at that.

I turned her around in my arms so we were facing one another, I kissed her while placing my hand on her stomach, her and I was giggling at feeling our newest one kicking.

"Oh gross, they are kissing again." I heard Archer say before running off.

"How about when we are done here, and they are put to bed, you and I have some fun our bedroom."

"It's like you are trying to get me pregnant, even though I am already pregnant." She teased.

"That we do Alfred, that we do."

[strawbubbysugar]

Lots of questions time! (o^▽^o)

1. Genuinely curious about this.

If Sun had several night stands before because he was a party boy,did that affect his love for the pry/ncess or not? Was it something to move on since Moon was meant to marry them in the first place?

Or was it just because the moment called it?

Also does your version of the Pry/ncess mind it at all? Sun being a party boy and finding out about hsi times at the frontiers?

2.Since Moon is a fan of astrology,would he have a favourite constellation that he can think of?

Or perhaps would associate his Brother with,or even the Pry/ncess?

Like putting little memories behind them,and choosing that constellation as their resemblence,because it sounds like such a cute idea,I couldn't handle it!

3.What's your favourite character in Bethroned if you have any,that you enjoyed writing so much that it meant a lot to you personally?

4.How come that in the human's kingdom,the towns are named after Afton's children if he didn't really treasure most of them? Is there a specific scheme behind it? That he tried to keep hidden from the people?

5.What was Sun's opinion on the arranged marriage between Moon and the Pry/ncess.

If Moon was still alive and separated of course,and he would get to witness the wedding. What would he feel at that moment?

5. Do you have any voice claim for Moon other than the one in-game?

6.If your version of the Pry/ncess had a favourite flower in this world,what would it be?

7.If Sun ahd the opportunity to make friends,was Moon able to do the same for example when the Pry/ncess was gone?

Or did he just remain lonely in his tower?

8.Do you have any examples of what Sun and Moon's rooms look like through text or image? Still have some trouble visioning them,having a proper image of how it looks like.

9: What's your opinion on the "Enemies to Lovers" trope.

10.Would the Pry/ncess ever ask the twins the question "Would you love me as a worm" unironically to see their reaction?

If so what would that be?

Annnnd that's about it,thank you for your attention and HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR VACATION AND HALLOWEEN PARTY. <33

It did not! Sun is a man with a lot of love to give, and while he did love the people he shared his time with, it wasnt the same sort of feeling you gave him. It was an attempt from him to move on, yes!

His favourite is the andromeda constellation, by far

3. The Pry/ncess. I hadnt expected to start loving them so much, but theyre a much more complex character than I had originally planned. They are my wet cat baby girl who just wants a break and im obsessed with them

4. Public Image. Naming towns after your children and the man you usurped helps make you look like a much kinder man than you are

5. Trevor Belmont from Castlevania! Here!

6. A Dahlia, hands down (though theyre also partial to thistles)

7. Moon has a hard time making friends, and an even harder time when his brother isnt there to break the ice for him. He's friendly with a few of the servants and other working class people in the castle, but after the incident, that was over.

8. Here ya go!! Theyre super super rough, I may clean them up someday but for now- here ya go!

9.

10. They'd ask it jokingly while genuinely wanting to know their answer. Sun would say yes before they even finished asking, and would go on to talk about how hed make you a nice little worm house and find you the best dirt. Moon would ask why you became a worm, if you still have thoughts, if you can explain to him that you are yourself when he comes across you as a worm, etc. After answering all your questions he'd tell you that hed put you in the garden. Where worms go.

I LOVE RECIEVING QUESTIONS LIKE THESE AND SO MANY AT ONCE THANK YOU!!!!

[strawbrryrush]

HEAR YE !! HEAR YE !! here is strawbrryrush's starter/plotting call for hidden's 18th event ! underneath the cut I will try to tell ye what the muses are up to- i am going to limit it to 3 starters per MUSE.. so I don't get too overwhelmed!! - as for per mun- mayhaps let's keep it at 4 ! c: anyways hopefully this isn't too bad- I made half these edits while sleepy- and writing this while just waking up from a nap. c: also i am too lazy to always type this- so unaware= they didn't know washington wasn't always set in medieval times- aware= they noticed a change.

elena will be selling medicines/ and won't be aware washington wasn't always set in a medieval setting. starter call 0/3 wanted plots: maybe fellow apothecary workers-, maybe she can work with some witches?? -that'd be fun- maybe she can help in making potions idk.

🫵witch! - homura is very much a witch/magical girl- and will be aware something changed in washington.. aka knowing to keep her witchy/magical girl identity secret. starter call 0/3 wanted plots: witches she can help out/work with, anything else u can think of.

jinx will be a blacksmith.. i mean- she's skilled in the craft why not good way to make money.. and to work with dangerous items LOL starter call 2/3 silco, mittens wanted plots- people she can fix items for- or make items for ! ur local blacksmith- what do u need?

cat bulgular is her title- of course she'd be a thief- and a skilled one at that. she's a wonderful pickpocketer- i can already feel mu qing judging the shit out of her but - aNYWAYS starter call 1/3 nami wanted plots- fellow thieves- maybe someone who catches her in the act- but keeps it a secret.. royalty she could try to steal from- but maybe ends up bonding with- like how she bonded with kaya.

listen, I wasn't sure what to make her?? so waitress with slight homicidal thoughts- sounded fun. starter call 0/3, wanted plots: a spot she can waitress for, coworkers, not gonna lie- if you want ur muses memory status to change.. amber could help with that ( in a violent way ) because she can't stay not stabbing people forever.

m'lady, was this man bothering you?? vaggie is a knight- protecting her loved ones. ( charlie lbr ), starter call 1/3 cullen, wanted plots: maybe she can take someone under her wing- vaggie needs more friends, given she's a little hard to get along with.

draculaura loves to write- and is an aspiring writer- so why not be one for hire !! starter call 1/3, louise wanted plots: people who hire her to write scriptures/whatever u need written. plus she's a vampire- so maybe a muse can be like O: WITCH!!

are we shocked.. it's moxxie- starter call 1/3 iorveth wanted plots- maybe someone who works for the law- who he can butt heads with.

nothing changed- she's still a baker! starter call 0/3, wanted plots: HEAR ME OUT- romance in ye medieval times?? she's gorgeous- sweet, and can make a mean.. bread.. who wouldn't want bread? come on. aka opened to arranged marriage as well

if you got an important message to send, lucy is your girl. starter call 2/3 kaz, lucy wanted plots: people she can run messages for- maybe a muse can get her involved in some trouble- it's lucy she can't not be involved in trouble.

if you got some clothes that need made- or tailored- sanna is ur girl! starter call 1/3 dongfang qingcang, wanted plots; people she can design clothes for- tailor for, maybe royalty she can work for and help design for them??

she owns a bar- why would that change in ye medieval times? starter call 1/3 syala, wanted plots: workers, regulars.

dipper is full of wisdom- why not let him be an astrologer.. starter call 0/3 wanted plots: if you need someone to tell you what the stars are saying- what your astrology means- he's your guy.. though they are most likely winging it alsl ALSO PEOPLE LET HIM BEFRIEND A WITCH/VAMPIRE A MUSE WHOS SUPERNATURAL THAT SOUNDS SO FUN- HE'D BE GEEKED.

mai's aware things have changed- but her love of knives and sharp weapons hasn't changed. she's your stop for if you need your knife sharpened. starter call 0/3 wanted plots: customers, people who make the job entertaining she gets bored fast.

i did this just to be purely funny- fire demon- turned candlemaker, starter call 0/3 wanted plots: someone to get into mischief with- customers.

he's a clown, let him entertain your royalty alls. starter call 1/3, fizzarolli cheshire cat wanted plots: royalty he can work for- and entertain, mischief- he thrives on mischief let him get involved in some nonsense.

i forgot dani bishop.. I made an edit- but uh forgot anyways she's a witch.. starter call 0/3, wanted plots: fellow witches, -anything u wanna do!

[drinkyourvillainjuice]

hang on did you actually have someone try to arrange a marriage for you because of astrology???

My mom, I love her, but she has strange ideas of love and marriage. She survived a genocide (google sixty scoops for indigenous children in Canada), so she’s allowed to do some silly things in my book.

[waitmyturtles]

I Feel You Linger In the Air, episode 8 -- I dared to watch Other Dramas on the day that the second season of What Did You Eat Yesterday? premiered, but dare I did, and wax gushingly I will:

The sense of dread and palpable trauma about arranged marriage in this episode was awfully... I don't want to say triggering, as if I am blaming the show, which I am not, but just. The theme of arranged marriage as a means of whole-body-and-mind control over another person is so prevalent in my Indian culture that, to see it in such abundance in this episode, made me ALMOST want to check out.

Obviously, I did not want to actually check out, because I was busy checking out Nonkul and Bright (HEH), but this show has such a heavy sense of duty, dread, filial piety, class differences and expectations, societal and familial expectations, EMOTIONAL WEIGHT, that just. Oof. This was such a heavy episode.

I honestly wanted to just delve and enjoy in the boyfriend moments, like the fireflies and the bathtime, but Jom's right. They're always being spied on. They literally are, by fucking Dech and Chan, THE NARC, who I had theorized last week had a sexual past with Yai, but no (unless...), he's just a fucking bitch-ass narc, and two quick clown theories about this motherfucker -- he's either jealous of Jom and/or will be assigned to take out Jom. God damn it.

Anyway, Chan represents a vibe, an expectation of life for this family that is DESPERATE to live by the rules. Nothing, NOTHING can deviate. One's WHOLE LIFE is prescribed to them upon birth. That explanation of arranged marriage to Eeaung Paeng from her mother was just BRUTAL. And if you deviate? Like we learned last week, literal lives might be lost. The way Maey was caged.

EP wants to work to hold off on marriage? "Isn't it too unrealistic? There isn't room for us there."

Just.... no one wants to really think outside of the box here, huh. I remember Jom's urging Yai earlier in the series to consider servitude as a violation of rights. Could Yai change that paradigm? On an individual level, maybe, to great emotional risk.

But Yai's about to get sucked into his own patriarchally-determined fate. Oh god, his face during the preview.

And I also continue to have this dreading sense that, while Yai must go through the motions of getting married, that he'll also continue to treat Jom as a servant -- an automatic, inherent role engagement that I wonder if Yai can't shake. Jom still serves Yai tea. Love does not mean equality. It gives me the jibbles. Both Yai and EP's lovers are servants who are...still treated like servants, and that's their fate.

This show is absolutely SPECTACULAR, but the class differences, the roles that these individuals HAVE to embody so as not to disturb the waters of everyday life -- the emotionality of it all is just BRUTAL.

I will say this. The side-eye of that monk was chef's kiss. The call-out to those two dads. Of ALL PEOPLE: leave it to an astrology pandit to shade some dads for arranging a marriage? THAT was a deviation I can get behind.

[youremyheaven]

Hey! You said you were Indian and I saw in another post you said you don’t talk to ppl much about ur astrology interest bc it’s too woo woo and seen as something of older generations (pls correct me if I’m wrong!). I just wanted to ask what the general attitude of Vedic astrology is India ? I imagine it would be hard to generalise just considering how many sects of Hinduism there are and how huge India is. Also this may be silly (and I hope I don’t sound ignorant) but do you learn about it at school? Not necessarily in a religious way but like from an academic, historical way? I live in Europe for example and I go to a historically catholic university, and so I have a course on ancient Roman religion which ofc doesn’t have much to do with our modern context or anything, but inadvertently we do learn about astrological signs and their archetypes. Just wondering if there would be an equivalent in Indian schools?

This post is so long winded I’m sorry. Last question: have you ever heard of the proto-indo-European theory, in terms of the origins of certain ancient religions in regions of Europe and Asia? It’s a super interesting linguistic theory, I would like to explain but this anon is already super long haha, I would recommend reading about it tho, and if you would like I could totally explain!

Yes I did indeed say those things. India is a large country and a country of a billion people. Astrology is a big part of Hindu culture. Some people are more religious than others and more superstitious than others. Astrology is not synonymous with religion tho. Its a part of it but not all religious people are going to also be deeply invested in astrology? Many people are but its not necessary. However, astrology is very important in certain areas of life, when fixing a marriage for example; since arranged marriages are common in India, astrologers are consulted (and being an astrologer is a real job here too) to draw up the synastry chart (we call it kundli milan which kind of means chart matching?? very literal lol, its to see how much your charts match with each other) and its a very elaborate process and on many occasions marriages don't take place because the kundlis dont vibe well or because it spells doom and gloom (indian astrologers can be vvv black and white, they will literally say "if you marry xyz, you will die a painful death etc although in many traditions its forbidden to predict death??), astrology is also used to fix a muhurat which means the most auspicious time to perform that activity? suppose you're constructing a house or moving into a home or getting married or sometimes even with elective C section, people choose the date based on the astrology of it (after consulting an astrologer)

regardless of caste or sects, astrology is kind of deeply permeated into Hindu culture and even many non Hindus are invested in it. contrary to what popular depictions of India may have you believe, religious syncretism is very much alive and has long been a part of Indian culture. so many Hindus go to dargahs, celebrate muslim festivals and many muslims celebrate hindu festivals and go to temples and there are many other religions in india as well and everybody kind of has a mish-mash of many different belief systems. but i would say upper caste Hindus can often be more "puritan" in their practices and beliefs and less willing to embrace others. all that said, for a lot of people, especially the younger generations (more than 50% of indians are below the age of 25) astrology is tied to superstition simply because for many many years, astrology has been used in many damaging ways.

indian astrologers can make very black and white predictions and since Indians in general love to be fatalistic and believe things are predetermined at birth, astrology negatively feeds this attitude and often punishes people who've done nothing wrong (here's an article that goes into some of it) an astrologer can say that your cousin will negatively impact your business and some people will go out on a limb and murder that cousin 💀💀im not in the slightest bit exaggerating when i say that people often take astrological predictions to the extremes in india. esp in the context of arranged marriage, it often happens that the person who is a perfect astrological match for you is some 34yr old man with a pedo stache (and you're 20 and the astrologer predicts that if you dont get married by 23 your family's luck will be ruined) so astrology is majorly practiced in ways that are demoralising and fcked up. this is why people think youre kind of insane or stupid or straight up fcked in the head if they know you believe in or practice astrology. its hard to try to explain to them that im more into decoding patterns based on the mythology of the stars and understanding the more philosophical and symbolic meaning of nakshatras *sigh*

no we dont study astrology in schools and its not looked at as a "legitimate" study either. spirituality is largely looked at as a scam in india because we have sooo many fake gurus and fake astrologers peddling their bs. astrology and spirituality are also heavily gatekept. many believe in it but they dont study it even if they practice it lol

i looked it up and all i could understand is that there is a common ancestor language to indian languages and european languages?? 😭idk more than that but it would be nice if you could explain it. idk if you mentioned it randomly or if there is a connection between the theory and vedic astrology?? either way, id like to hear your thoughts<333

sorry that this is soooo long lol

[zodiactalks]

These Zodiac Signs Are The Worst Matches

Any astrology fan will be able to tell you that compatibilities are a big thing for us. Going past the usual traits, you will expect to find in a certain zodiac sign, a lot of us base some relationships decisions on the compatibilities between the signs.

So you’ll often see girls refusing to date Gemini or Scorpio men, which looks like discrimination, but at a closer look, it could also be a great deal of self-preservation. I guess we’ll never know.

However, going a bit past personal experience, there are certain matches that even astrologers can confirm are pretty much bad news. Of course, this is only taking those specific zodiac signs’ energies into account, which means that, with a supporting birth chart, these combinations could actually work in some cases.

But that’s up to personal interpretation and analysis, so let’s dive right into the matches that will probably not make it past a few months.

Taurus & Aquarius

There. I’ve said it. This is probably one of the worst possible zodiac matches. Supporting aspects could make this relationship work - for example, an Aquarius with a Taurus or Capricorn Venus and a Taurus with a Gemini moon or ascendant could actually make a decent pair.

But basing our analysis on Sun signs only, this combination is as bad as it gets. Taurus is a very home-oriented, romantic and sometimes needy sign. They are known to be stubborn, sometimes downright jealous and possessive, which does not bode well with the humanitarian, evolve-oriented, free spirit Aquarius.

They might have great conversations and, sometimes, great chemistry. But they will probably not be able to see eye to eye on the most important aspects of a relationship. Commitment might mean very different things to both of them, and Aquarius will most likely feel coddled by Taurus’s nurturing nature.

On the other hand, Taurus will feel like their needs are not being met, especially when it comes to Aquarius reaffirming their feelings, having heart to heart talks, or generally giving them the amount of love they need in order to feel secure in the relationship.

Capricorn & Libra

Yet another Earth sign - Air sign combination that’s pretty much doomed from the start; Capricorn and Libra cannot generally see eye to eye when it comes to their long time goals. Moreover, they might not be a generally great combination when it comes to their day to day lives, either.

While a Capricorn will be inclined to work hard, then spend their free time with their close ones, a Libra is a social butterfly that needs to be wined and dined, then showed off to extensive social circles.

While a Capricorn can be a true romantic and has feelings that run deeply when they do find their ones, they can also be pretty cold and not quick to jump into relationships. This does not bode well with Libra, which is a quick, airy sign that does not enjoy deep commitment from the get-go and prefers keeping their options open.

Moreover, Libra’s flirty and social nature will make them seem superficial to a Capricorn, which is a lot more conservative when it comes to relationships and prefers long-term, stable relationships over mindless flirts.

Libras won’t feel great about this arrangement, as they need to be surrounded by people to function their best. Although Libras are generally marriage-inclined and would also prefer a long-term, stable and harmonious relationship, their indecisive nature does not allow to settle on one person and try to make it work, but rather has them looking for their “one” almost continuously, while discarding failed relationships fairly quickly.

On the other end, a Capricorn will be the one to stick to their relationship through thick and thin because they just hate being wrong about people.

Scorpio & Virgo

Is anyone else getting nerdy girl & bad-boy vibes from this one, or is it just me? While that’s a completely acceptable fantasy to have, the real world seldom works in its favour. The daredevil, intense Scorpio energy does not feel its best when presented with the cold, rational demeanour of a Virgo.

A Virgo will be quick to dismiss Scorpio’s feelings, as they are very logical beings that don’t put a lot of value on emotions. On the other hand, a Scorpio is probably the most emotional sign of them all or at least part of the well-known “Cries all day” squad, alongside Cancer and Pisces.

A Scorpio will find Virgo uncaring to downright mean, as they need a lot of emotional validation and coddling, which Virgo is unable to provide. On the other hand, Virgo will probably feel overwhelmed by Scorpio’s emotional needs, which can prove pretty exhausting for such a cerebral sign. Moreover, their prefered activities will often mismatch, with Scorpio wanting to socialise and party most of the time, while Virgo will feel better by themselves, at home, or surrounded by their close friends over drinks.

A Scorpio’s wild nature will find it hard to adjust to this lifestyle, which could certainly pose some issues, even early on in their relationship.

[hccn-overseer]

Issue 8, 6/7/2023 - The Overseer

Issue Masterpost About the Overseer

This week’s news is once again accompanied by a PDF version of your latest news brought to us once again by the lovely Cheer! Pick it up right here for your viewing pleasure!

As the newspaper settles into a rhythm, you may find yourself thinking, "What comes next? You've conquered the Hermitcitizen Hub, you've nearly conquered Tumblr–so what will the newspaper do now?" Now, it's unlikely you're thinking this, but the newspaper staff has been thinking this, and rather than doing something drastic and stupid, we've decided to expand. Yes, expand. Where to, you might wonder? None other than the archenemy, the place of limited characters, the worst place on the internet.

Yes, we're talking about Twitter.

“WHY,” you may be wondering. “Why on earth would this place, of all places, be the spot to expand to?” If we're going to be fully honest, it's because someone proposed it and we couldn't come up with a good reason not to. If you ignore the immense numbers of CC's hiding in the corners, it's perfectly safe for a little fan–made newspaper like us. 

While Tumblr has been lovely, and yes, we are still staying–it's our home base, have no fear–Twitter will give opportunities such as…well, not really any new opportunities, other than a possibility that more people will see it! Hopefully this is true, and we will keep you up to date with the process–as is the job of a newspaper. Maybe a handful of new staff members will need to be hired to help oversee the new section of the newspaper, but of course, expect no pay. Nobody gets paid at the newspaper, even if you have to deal with Twitter.

As for how we're planning to carry this out, with the limited character count, because no, not even half the newspaper–hell, not even half this article–would fit into a singular Twitter post, the answer is that it's very likely that mini announcements will be posted there, especially throughout the week, mayhaps, as well as the PDF versions, for easier viewing!

Thus, The Overseer would like to announce that it will be expanding towards Twitter in the near future, as that will surely bring nothing but joy. 

Here's hoping we might survive, because we really can't afford to hire even more staff, we don't even pay them in the first place, but there are a limited number of citizens out there willing to be unpaid interns. See you at the worst place on earth, citizens!

Written by Roo

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Astrology Corner

Flowerscopes by Winter

Have you been feeling without guidance? Do you look at your birthday and look up your star sign and wonder, “Do I need to invest in your flower club?” “Will I need to plan out my life looking at the floral arrangements in my future?” Don’t worry, here at The Overseer, we can help you.*

Hydrangeas: The reader is suggested to arrange an Apple Blossom with Belladonna and Bittersweet, and adorn their room with Hibiscus.

Lillies: Go for a walk and while you are on the walk you may need to look after some Aloe. While you may feel alone, you will never be Anemone. 

Orchids: Look to the sky and dream of Yarrow. If you need a bit of help Ivy may be useful. 

Carnation: If you feel lost plant Clover. Do not look back on life with Marigold. 

Gerberas: Plant Lily-Of-The-Valley, it will help. Look at Lilac and savor it. 

Peonies: Trust in life Hyssop will end in Honeysuckle. You will achieve Holly. 

Tulips: Look forward you can and will have a Larkspur. Look at the Newspaper staff with Lemon Balm. 

Daisy: Go volunteer you will achieve Goldenrod. You may find some Ferns. 

White Chrystanum: To cleanse your home smoke Dill and perform a ceremony to keep yourself safe. 

Baby’s Breath: You will find underneath your pillow Clematis and Corriander. 

Rose: You will experience a Lotus Flower. 

Iris: You will understand a Spearmint and a Snapdragon. 

All star signs: Don’t worry. Current Sign off. 

*Ignore how blatantly specific these are. Nothing will happen to you. Hydrangeas = Aries Lillies = Taurus Orchids = Gemini Carnation =  Cancer Gerberas =  Leo Peonies =  Virgo Tulips = Libra Daisy = Scorpio White Chrysanthemum  = Sagittarius Baby’s Breath = Capricorn Rose = Aquarius Iris = Pisces

Op-Ed: Avians and The Watchers

By Lydia

A great number of Avians have taken refuge in The Birdhouse as they have either recently escaped from or recently rescinded their status as Watchers. This development has taken place over the past several weeks since the construction of The Birdhouse itself. During this time, the lavish structure has seen a large group of displaced individuals staying inside for multiple nights at a time, as they slowly transform the area into their sanctuary from the dreaded (seemingly) omnipotent beings. While The Birdhouse was never officially announced during its initial construction days as a haven from The Watchers, the treehouse has found itself to be one of the most crucial structures on the entire server, being the championed landmark of over thirty citizens.

A recurring discussion among this eclectic cast is their ability to accommodate the psychological repercussions that The Watchers have given them, both to the group as a collective and to the individuals themselves. While many of them struggle with the aftermath of having been manipulated and deceived by The Watchers as mere Players, or are recent escapees of the omniscient ensemble, their troubles were far from over upon their arrival. Malevolent Watchers are known to be notoriously sadistic towards those that dare defy them, acting in retaliation through possessing Avians who have been claimed by The Watchers as their puppets, and through physical attacks, kidnappings, and the erasure of memories of said puppets. This is only the surface of their nature and does not cover the entirety of torture methods used by The Watchers.

The consequences of both the past and the present harrowing events cannot be understated. The preponderance of Avians who have dealt with The Watchers harbors several growing internal conflicts. These conflicts cover a variety of personalized disquietude, such as guilt over having been a part of The Watchers themselves, the struggle to control Watcher-given powers, increasing anxiety over the possibility of the Watchers returning to attack The Birdhouse and its inhabitants, distrust between those who are former Watchers and those who are not, the need to ensure that their companions are protected at all times, survivor’s guilt, the knowledge that their loved ones are still in The Watcher’s captivity, and the growing lapse of memories in the minds of those who are Watcher’s Puppets, among other mental dilemmas.

Despite the ongoing crisis regarding malevolent Watchers, the Avians have made great efforts to fight back against them, both through self-defense and the use of another outstanding ensemble that is perhaps on par with The Watchers in terms of their overarching presence: The Listeners. An invisible barrier, serving as a mystical security system for The Birdhouse, was invoked by the de-facto Birdhouse guardian, Ayre, an assistant archivist, and coordinator at The Perimeter. Ayre has also been named as the de-facto “parent” of The Birdhouse for extrapolating their wisdom and caring instincts towards the other members. 

Ayre, having previously encountered The Watchers when they were kidnapped and placed into a Third-Life-structured Server, was rescued by The Listeners after refusing to give The Watchers a violent and callous show of competition as a Player. Due to Ayre's affiliation with The Listeners, an imperfect but necessary group for the Avians’ protection, they had gained the ability to use a Listener Incantation to cast a permeable unseen shield over The Birdhouse. This barrier allows only those who have absolutely no harmful intentions toward The Birdhouse members to stay inside the treehouse for longer than a few minutes. The incantation applies specifically to those who are Watchers, cast in hopes of both providing both a practical use and a psychological one to put those who are suspicious of Watcher Avians at ease.

Ayre does not carry the task of helping their fellow Avians alone, thankfully. With everything from personal crafts, baked goods, home-made meals, preening sessions, the arrangement of many blanket forts, and personal décor, The Birdhouse has the mark of not only the citizens who seek a moment to rest, but the mark of those who have overcome incredible horrors. Those who have come to The Birdhouse now show not merely desperation, but the determination to make it an introductory testament to their survival. They engage in all manners of jovial discussions, camaraderie, and creative pursuits, with the addition of meals, music, and medical treatment sessions. A sense of normalcy, whatever that may be, can be elusive during times of both tangible and intangible terror. Despite this, the work that the Avians have put into making their presence in the overall Hermit Citizen community prevalent does not go unnoticed by our reporters at The Overseer. Though these citizens are under the gaze of The Watchers, they are also in the vicinity of those who would seek to bolster them from the sidelines, no matter how far away they may be. While our impact is significantly limited, we firmly believe that they have everything it takes to overcome the trials of the malevolent Watchers, and the expectedly nonlinear recovery processes throughout their time as Hermit Citizens.

Weekly Weather Report

By Nes

Thursday - Thunderstorms are expected to hit the server early Thursday morning and continue into the evening. Citizens can expect a high of 7 degrees Celisuis (45F) and are advised to stay indoors if possible. Flooding is expected for those in valleys and close to the ocean.

Friday - Clear skies are expected Friday with highs of 18 Celsius (65F), chance of rain is low and conditions are optimal for outdoor activities such as building, hiking, or gathering resources. 

Saturday - Clear skies with high winds is expected Saturday with winds reaching 20kph and a high of 21 Celsius (70F), chance of rain is moderate and citizens are advised to take caution when flying as windspeed could peak in some areas.

Sunday - Cloudy skies is expected with the wind from Saturday continuing at 20kph and a high of 11 Celsius (52F), rain is highly likely and citizens are once again advised to take caution when flying.

Monday - A thick fog with light drizzles is expected Monday morning before clearing up some time in the afternoon to clear skies and a high of 15 Celsius (59F), citizens are advised to take cation when traveling in the early hours and to enjoy the moderate temperatures of the afternoon.

Tuesday - Clear skies in the early hours with moderate rainfall around noon and a high of 26 Celsius (79F) is expected Tuesday. Citizens are advised to get any outside work done early in the day to avoid being soaked.

Wednesday - Rain is expected to continue until Wednesday morning before clearing up into cloudy skies with a high of 24 Celsius (75F), citizens are advised to enjoy the nice weather with a beach episode or picnic. 

Days since last...

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A few issues ago, we had a great list of days since the last accident on the Hermitcraft server. As the server is still an OSHA violation, we are happy to inform you that, once again, the list is here and the record currently held is still 0.

Ancient Ruins (BdoubleO’s base): 0 - We salute everyone who got killed by HotGuy while protecting the horses. You are the backbone of our society.

Total Chaos: 0 - The fletching table still has no functionality and witches on the sides of Total Chaos still are deadly.

The Perimeter: 0 - Going too close to the wither cage is your own fault.

Etho’s Alien Base: 0 - We know and love the speedy running, but falling from the platform on which the base is, is your own fault.

False’s Base: 0 - The elytra course and kinetic energy are claiming many victims.

Scarland: 0 - Do not touch the funny flying skulls.

Rift/Grumbot Laboratory: 0 - Jumping into the pen with many chickens will kill you. 

Gem’s Village: 0 - Trying to recreate the barrel diorama doesn’t end well. 

Hypno’s Base: 0 - Gravity will work if you jump down the pit.

Jevin’s Cathedral and Castle: 0 - We know that Jevin is looking for artifacts, but, important note, do not try to show the fabricated artifacts to actual historians. They will not appreciate it and they know how to use weapons.

Dwarven Keep: 0 - The lift is fun, it is great, and easy to fall off.

OMEGA Cave: 0 - The slimes in the pit are not hungry, you don’t have to feed them.

Pinball Machine: 0 - Blowing up the area under the base ended up with many casualties.

Keralis’ Base: 0 - Remember that there are many holes in the walls and floors.

Mumbo’s Vault: 0 - Somehow, many people got bitten by a particularly blood-thirsty horse.

Pearl’s Alien Landscape: 0 - The area with chest monsters is still down there and you can get out. Please get out of there.

Gigacorp: 0 - Don’t run around working tree farms. Crastle: 0 - Trying to hide artifacts from Cub/Cleo will never end up well for you.

StressMonster101: 0 - Do not talk to the people you don’t know in the new forest, and do not give them your names.

Decked Out: 0 - I could make a montage out of all of the Decked Out workers falling to the bottom of level three while trying to decorate the walls.

TFC’s Branch Mine: 0 - Look under your feet when walking around. Ravines are your enemy.

VintageBeef’s Map Island and Cottage: 0 - Group hiding in the outside toilet is heavily discouraged. TCG Arenas: 0 - Watch where your elbows go while cheering. Too many people have gotten an elbow in the face treatment lately.

Welsknight’s Village Area: 0 - Do not go outside the area that is lit up. Mobs exist.

xB’s Base: 0 - Do not go into the pens of animals in the Zoo.

Xisuma’s Base: 0 - Be careful when going through the rainbow corridor as colors may distract you and you will fall off. (Happy Pride everyone!)

Zedaph’s Place: 0 - That bed is not safe to sleep in.

Atlantis: 0 - This is an actual creeper, not the Scar’s costume. Run.

Shopping District: 0 - Twinkly Trash expansions contain redstone, and huge falls, and cars. Just be careful. Also, when the sign says “Do not cross the line,” listen to it.

Spawn Village: 0 - The pig slime is not bouncy. And using Cub’s tunnels is safe for Cub and him only.

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Scar Unsafe Hermits

By Nes

Hermits’ bases are often judged based on whether or not they’re considered Scar safe, and rightfully so, because this man dies a lot. If anyone could die in one block of water, it would be him. But one thing we rarely consider is whether the Hermits themselves are Scar safe. Which Hermits get Scar killed the most? Which ones are currently out to get him? Does he just randomly implode near some of them? Well, dear reader, today we bring you a list of the top 5 unsafe Hermits for Scar to be around.

#5 - JoeHills

While Joe is not inherently a threat to Scar, he is immune to the good times as demonstrated during the 2023 Sexyman polls, where he beat the builder in scitty to scitty combat. We praise his valiant victory and also advise he keep his distance from Scar lest his power to resist the good times kills him.

#4 - Cub

Although they were partners via Convex for a while and seem to be on good terms, we here at The Overseer have no doubt Cub would kill Scar if given the chance. He has already replaced Jellie with a clone. What if Scar is next? Be Cautious.

#3 - Grian

Grian may have kept him alive throughout 3rd Life and a few other series, but at the end of the day, he is also the cause for a lot of Scar’s deaths. Just to name a few, killing him with a creeper in 3rd Life, killing him with a creeper in S8, almost killing him with dripstone several times, pushing him off cliffs, etc. Additionally, Scar is a hazard to Grian. Despite this, they can not be separated, it would destroy the fandom.

#2 - Doc

Docm77 is typically unsafe for Scar to be around solely due to the fact he can break the laws of reality. However, this week he is an extra risk to the builder thanks to The Incident where Scar and Grian blew up his machine. It is advised that Scar runs, and never stops, because Doc will find him eventually.

#1 - Scar

… Who else did you think #1 would be? You could put this man in a 1x1 room with no hard surfaces and unlimited food and water, and he’d still die. We’re convinced his life goal is to die as often as physically possible, and it scares us. Scar needs to be protected from himself.

And that’s our list of the top 5 Scar Unsafe Hermits! Thank you for reading, and if you’re interested in if you’d make the list take the quiz: Are you Scar Safe? (https://uquiz.com/08u8h4)

Lost and Found: Issue 8

By Lydia

All of the following items have been brought to The Overseer staff’s office for safekeeping until they are claimed. If you recognize one of these items as yours, please visit us to receive your items, or contact us at lostandfound@thehermitnews.org. Thank you! *Not a real email address.

Item 1: A garden sculpture of three frogs. This sculpture appears to be a garden decoration that was found turned upside-down near one of Rendog’s race tracks. The sculpture has faded green, orange, and pink paint with several geometric patterns painted in many different colors on the backs of these frogs. It is said that they have a low harmony when placed in the sunlight. If this sculpture belongs to you, we hope that you still have room for it in your garden.

Item 2: Six pool floatation rings. These pool rings all differ in shape, some being created for toddlers and some being created for fully grown adults. They arrived in various bright colors with patterns of pineapples, flamingos, ghasts, allays, and dolphins on them. They were found near Pearl’s largest Alien tree covered in dirt and have since been thoroughly cleaned. If these are yours, enjoy your next trip to the ocean, or the lake!

Item 3: An iron robot with bright blue eyes. This iron robot measures approximately 4 and a half feet tall and was found wandering through the Shopping District, asking if anyone had seen its owner. When asked the name of its owner, it stated a series of letters and numbers unknown to us. SB-129. If this robot belongs to you, please take your time in picking it up, as it has been very helpful around the office during the past week. We are fully stocked on coffee, tea, and junk food, thanks to our new underling.

Item 4: A pile of music discs, all of which contain original instrumental music. These music discs do not have titles written on them, however, they do play a selection of genres, including electro-pop, bluegrass, southern gothic, bossa nova, jazz, and reggae. They do not have an artist’s name on them. They were found without any container or sleeves to hold them. Staff members note feeling unexpectedly impressed at the quality of the music. If these discs are yours, please continue your musical pursuits, and send us a copy of your first album!

Item 5: A large lava lamp. This lava lamp measures approximately five feet tall, with a black base and lava from the Nether inside of it. Upon being plugged in, it was revealed that several miniature depictions of Striders and Ghasts were placed inside. If this lava lamp is yours, we hope it can continue to serve any groovy purposes you have in store for it!

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You and your cat are invited to a tea party this Friday! Yes, the little rascal can come too. Mumbo has “lent” The Gardening Club his vault and said we’re allowed to do whatever we like! So, come on down to our one-time-only cat cafe! There’s enough tea and coffee for the entire server.

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Please do not accidentally take home a Pearl Affiliate instead of your pet, we need to return them by 9.

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Still unsure of whether or not your base is safe? Call Scar Unsafety Services, and we will make sure it is NOT. Every new build is a potential MOSHA violation waiting to happen.

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Alicent Hightower's Top 3 Placements in Astrology

Alicent Hightower was one of many stand-out characters in House of the Dragon. Like with my Aemond post, I thought it would be interesting to analyze her character through my guesses on what her astrological placements would be for Sun, Moon, and Ascending/rising.

NOTE: I'm not a professional astrologer, I simply love learning about it. This was purely for fun.

Sun Sign

Virgo

Sun sign basics: Your core self, your conscious self. Your initial character and ego.

Virgo sun traits that align with Alicent: Practical, hardworking, dislike for being the center of attention, shy, anxious, critical, responsible, modest, pessimistic and aloof.

A lot of people believe Alicent to be a Virgo, and I am inclined to agree (as a Virgo myself, I see it.) She has this want of being useful that is a key Virgo trait. Before the main events of the series we see it through being a responsible and studious girl. Rhaenyra is clearly the more rebellious of the two as Alicent wants to study while Rhaenyra wants to do anything but. As they make their way through the court Alicent is shyly waving and greeting all the other lords and ladies at, while Rhaenyra makes for a one-track path to her mother. As Queen, her entire existence becomes being useful for the realm, so she provides four children to the King and when he is too sick to do his duties, she steps up, even taking his seat at the Small Council. She doesn't just want to be an ornament to society, she wants to actually be useful and get stuff done. That GIF I chose for this section is the epitome of this aspect of her personality; Alicent and Viserys do not have an amazing relationship in the slightest and truthfully, she has every reason to let him rot after how he treated their children, however out of her sense of duty as his wife (and yes, love) she rushes to help him.

Her practical side comes out in a couple of scenes. The first is the scene with Viserys in Episode 3 when she tells him that in order for Rhaenyra to get on board with getting married, she must choose her husband, and takes a hand in organizing her tour for her. This shows practicality because Alicent knows Rhaenyra would not do well in an arranged marriage (as we come to see later.) The second time it comes out is during her spill to Rhaenys about guiding men in the right direction; Alicent knows as a woman in Westeros her power is limited, but that she has somewhat of a shot at some power through influencing the men in who hold it. While this is completely irrational from a modern-day point of view (and rightly so, you can only influence people who want to be influenced!) by Westerosi standards, this is pretty much the only way women outside of Rhaenyra and a select few others can muster any power. So, while she did demand to be the center of attention at Rhaenyra's wedding during the Green Dress Scene, she is still at her core someone who doesn't mind taking the back seat as long as she has some (or most/all) control.

Moon Sign

Scorpio

Moon sign basics: Your innermost self. It reveals your deepest thoughts, emotions, fears and desires.

Scorpio moon traits that align with Alicent: Intuitive, secretive, strong-willed, vengeful, emotional/sensitive, moody, and truth-seeking.

One of the defining traits of Scorpio moon is a need for deep relationships, and there isn't a single relationship in Alicent's life that isn't meaningful. From her friendship to Rhaenyra, to her strained relationship with Otto, and even Viserys to an extent, there is a lot deeper to it than meets the eye. Can these relationships be a source of stress for Alicent? Sure. But she would rather have meaningful relationships that are a bit touchy than ones that meant nothing at all. Scorpio in moon is a very emotional placement, as the moon-sign is all about your innermost self, and the sign of Scorpio is all about what lies beneath the surface. Alicent may be a person who seems very straightforward and pragmatic, and those are aspects of her personality, but deep down she is craving a life full of meaning and purpose which she is only somewhat fulfilled in by doing her duties as Queen. When Rhaenyra returns, Alicent is so quick to try to mend things just after she apologizes because at the end of the day, she wants that strong connection they used to have back in their youth.

Scorpio moon is also a sign of transformation, which we see throughout the show. Alicent goes from a slightly naive and unassuming girl, to someone who is willing to put up a fight. The beginning of her transformation is believed to be the Green Dress Scene, however I would argue it began when she first got married to Viserys. We see from that point on she gets more politically savvy and willing to learn the ins and outs of power, and use it. She tells Viserys that Rhaenyra must pick her mate if he wants her to get married, which is essentially her leveraging her status as his wife and queen to the benefit of her best friend. We also see this in the scene where she confronts Rhaenyra in front of the Weirwood in Episode 5; granted she was pissed, but she also wanted to help Rhaenyra regardless of what had occurred on Rhaenyra's night out. In true Scorpio fashion, what ends up upsetting Alicent the most about the situation is that Rhaenyra lied, not the situation itself. The Green Dress Scene is significant because it marks a turning point for Alicent in the astrological sense - beforehand she did not like the attention that came with being queen, but now she's demanding it for the first time.

In later years we see just how vindictive Alicent has become through demanding to see Joffrey once he's fresh out of the womb, thus denying Rhaenyra proper time with her newborn infant, and through instilling fear in her children over the prospect of Rhaenyra being heir. We also see a much more strong-willed Alicent that completes this arc in Episode 9 when she not only confronts her father over his wrongdoings, but sets the stage for Aegon's coronation on her terms, not Otto's. This could also be read as revenge for Otto and the Small Council going behind her back for the greater part of a decade, scheming to put Aegon on the throne without her; while they might have won the battle, the moment Criston and Aemond snatched Aegon up, Alicent won the war.

Rising Sign

Cancer

Ascending/rising sign basics: What you present yourself as. What first impression you make. Your appearance.

Cancer ascending traits that align with Alicent: Protective, sympathetic, hypersensitive, devoted

Cancer in astrology represents the mother archetype which is what Alicent tries to project once she becomes queen. You could argue even before as that was essentially what she was expected to become: a mother, per Westerosi expectations for women and also her devout practice to the Faith with the Mother as the main female archetype that is prayed to.

Aegon, Helaena, and Aemond are all born relatively soon after each other. Alicent knows that part of her role in the Hightower's plot to gain power in King's Landing is by being the perfect queen and mother to the potential heirs to the Iron Throne. She devotes herself to her children, albeit in different ways to Rhaenyra. Despite not finding her hobby particularly interesting, Alicent still listens to Helaena go on about insects and doesn't block her from pursuing her interests. She stands up for Aemond on multiple occasions, and while Aegon is...well Aegon, she still loves him, and on top of that, loves him enough to keep trying to correct his behavior. While she's not as doting of a mother as Rhaenyra, Alicent does love her children dearly and everything she does is to protect them.

Another scene that depicts this archetype is the controversial one with Dyana. She embraces her as a mother would comforting her daughter, and there has been so much analysis on how Alicent sees herself in Dyana as yet another girl taken advantage of by the men around her. It must be emphasized that Alicent very well could have Dyana executed for speaking the truth about Aegon, and there are some queens that definitely would have (Cersei, Visenya, etc...) however she instead gives her moon tea (while ambiguous, Dyana was barely a teenager and should not be forced to carry her assaulter's baby) and gives her money. Very much hush-money as we see in the rest of the thinly veiled threat, but money that Dyana can use to start a new life in a place where Aegon can never hurt her again. I got the sense that Alicent wished that someone had done the same for her when she was trapped: give her a means to escape. Maybe with a princess on dragonback or maybe with a sack of pity money, but escape nonetheless.

Finally, part of fulfillment for a Cancer ascending with her Virgo-need to be helpful is through familial deeds and nurturing those they care about. Alicent spends most of her life caring for her ailing husband even up to his deathbed and last breath. Viserys's health is of a constant concern to her, and even in her early days as queen she would excuse the chamber maids to bathe him herself. She gets Aegon together for his coronation, and well, we all know how much of a wreck he is. To a lesser extent we see this side of her with Rhaenyra in their youth when she makes sure that Rhaenyra knows her studies. In a sense, Alicent's way of expressing love is through these deeds.

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Helluva boss review part 4

Season 2 Episode 4

In Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, or False Monarchy of Demons; and in the Ars Goetia Andrealphus is a nobleman who is also a peacock who is the demon of noise, astrology, and in the human world, geometry. He can also turn people into birds. In the Goetia he rules over 30 legions. Where as Stolas in the book rules over 26 legion.

I’m guessing that base off this information, Stolas’s family married into Stella’s family since there higher class? Nobleman isn’t a higher or lower class level compared to a prince, so it’s possible that Stolas is from a “poorer” family than Stella.

But why is Andrealphus an ice bird?? No clue.

A: “after all you did cheat on the poor thing. Surly you own..”

S: “cheating implies there was a betrayal. This woman never gave a shit about me or our arranged marriages.”

Stolas…🧍🧍🧍 dude. You kind of did cheat. Yes the first instance when you were drunk was a one time thing, but after that you still flirted and sleep with Bkitzo. This wasn’t a one night stand, you actively when out of your way to see him.

Again, what is the timeline here? I know after bkitzo told Stella he slept with Stolas, Stolas says he wants a divorce. But when did that happen? How long was progress? Stolas did say he wanted a divorce to be official in an other episode….So like, did he actively cheat on his wife or not??

Oh. Stella did hire Striker to kill Stolas….Girl why the hell would you tell your plans when you were literally a few inches away from Stolas at the dinner table????

Stolas just because you’re bonded in magic rope that limit your abilities……Just turn Striker into stone????

Wrathian. Oh, blitzo also isn’t from wrath either. But that cool that different rings are called different things.

So far for races we have: princes of hell (7 sins), imps, sharks, bird people, and hellhounds. And whatever that fish person and her kid is and that squid nurse.

“Unemployed rabble.” Ok. So I heard that Imps are treated as slower class. But it didn’t feel that way???? Like, imp have jobs, live in houses, cars, insurance, they basically are like regular people. The only people that look down on imp is Stella and Ozzie when they found out that Stolas is dating/cheating/whatever relationship they have with blitzo. So is dating an imp just an issue in the higher classes???

Striker Kill HImm!!!!!!!

Hmmm. So it seems like Stella isn’t really that bad? Sure she’s spoiled and was in a loveless marriage. But when she’s talking to her brother, she’s very ditzy. I’m glad Stella dosnt mind the idea of Octavia owning everything if Stolas dies. But it seems like Andrealphus is the brains of the duo. I guess Stella’s family IS actually the poorer family??? But why would Andrealphus want to have Stolas wealth? Or does he want something else??

Ok. So heelhound need a special shot every year. Blitzo been trying to get loona one for 5 years. If blitzo adopted loona when she was 17, then currently she is 22. And in a different episode moxie says she 5 years older than Loona. Again if what Millie said is true then she would be 27.

“He can get hurt?” I guess blitzo didn’t realize that the higher royal can get hurt? Then again blitzo pushes everyone away, so in his mind he doesn’t realize that people can get hurt.

Scale out of 5. I give this a 2. I love Striker man…

Episode 5

Ok. So rehab is a thing in hell. That’s, actually interesting. I guess just like moxie having a good heart, not all people in hell are bad people. I’m curious who stared this rehab, and why? Why try to help people with their addiction in hell? Why would there be empathy and compassion and sympathy in hell? Was the owner someone who die in earth? Some from hell? Are the rehabs working? Many questions.

Hmmm, you know for a trio. Moxxxie not leading a mission is odd. I just they let blitzo lead? Why is that? If moxxie grew up in a mafia family, wouldn’t he know how to lead?

Did you know the last time the gang had like a proper official assistant job was in Season 1. The Cherub episode. All the other times, they been bodyguards for Stolas, was kidnapped by the government, meet both Moxxie and Millies parents, and had to find Octavia, and rescue Stolas. So it been a while since we had an assassin job.

Mille enjoying the attention, she likes when people like her! It seems like all Millie does is work. Does she have any hobbies? Have any friends? It neat to see this side of her. Also Moxxie wanted everything to go to plan, but he also gets up when people focus more on Millie than him. Is it because he’s worried Millie will leave him? Is it because he not use to people, growing up in a mafia home, with only his dad?

Ah, it seems like the kids don’t like him because Moxxie is trying to hard, where Millie is just having fun.

WE HAVE A DATE THE SHOW IS CURRENTLY IN JULY.

Hmm, Millie wanted to have fun and to feel important. She wants someone to be proud of her. She don’t feel like Moxxie listens to her, only wanted to do his way. It feel like, as the series continues bs the pilot, Millie and Moxxie character change. In the pilot Moxxie was angry and snarky, here in the show he shows lots of self dought, and very kind. In the pilot Millie was cheerful, and energetic, and in the show, she she is more calmer, but must more prone to anger. Her anger also has to be shown more lately, while it use to be something that happen rarely and was a surprise to see. I don’t know if this episode is them trying to build Moxxie and Millie’s characters more, or if it’s them trying not to fall into flanderization?

Wait wait wait???? Why does this random imp have a crystal device to travel to the human world? I thought only Stolas’s book could do that? Did the imp steal it? Can Blitzo just buy a crystal to use for work??

Oh that’s cool that each demon has their own version of a transformation!! Barbie’s is a crystal type thing. But her trying to go back onto drugs isn’t good. But I do wonder why she hid that little mark on her forehead? Is it a tattoo? A birthmark the twins have? Also her human design is so pretty.

Barbie is out of a job now?? What even WAS her job??

Millie being multitalented is cool!!

Ew ew ew ewe ew ew ew ew incest joke. Ew ew ew

Scale out of 5. I give it a 0, it would be night but incest joke…

Episode 6

ALEX WHAT ARE YOU DOJNG HERE (yes I’m making this a running joke)

Seems like this episode is focusing on Ozzie (prince of lust) and Frizz. I really adore their dynamic. I don’t know if there boyfriend, QPR, or something else, but they are great. But it seems like the news is calling Ozzie a hypocrite. I’m guessing since In the first episode is was in, he kicked Moxxie and Millie out for being g romantic and no sexual. But here, with Frizz, he is?

Add snakes and goat to the race list!! Finally. One thing I don’t like about this show, is that it feels very empty. Like the background for nature are beautiful, but any building or streets, it feels empty of people. Isn’t this series a spin off of Hazbin? Isn’t hell supposed to be populated? There should have been so many peole you could barely walk or drive down the street. And when there is people, anyone not being animated, is just frozen still. It’s noticeable.

Oh hey, striker and crimson are back!

“Lust should be about force, it’s an art.” Hmmmm. I guess so? The art thing I mean, not the forcing. Kind of cool that the prince of lust is against force relationship. I wonder if him being the prince of lust is both a metaphorical and literally? I mean we did see him make sex toys, but lust can also synonym. It can be a desire for something, a passion, or an urge.

“I know your demons are the o oh ones who can travel freely, and legally” 👀 👀. Hmmmm so demons, or certain ones can travel, but it has to be legal? Why is that? Is that why Barbie, and that one random imp has a crystal to travel? Why can’t demons go to the human realm illegally? Why would any of the demons fallow that rule?

Yooo Ozzie is the most weakest and non-threatening sin. Hmm that cool, just like what Dante thought. Im not sure but I think either Pride or Greed may be the highest and powerful sin.

“Royal guys don’t care about us”. Again, what is that supposed to mean? Imp are apparently lower class???? But why, how? The only time I seen it being a negative thing is only when it comes to relationships? Do the imp not have certain privileges? How are they treated differently? Also Blitzo thinks that Stolas doesn’t care about him. That he’s only using Blitzo for sex. Is it because Blitzo is still trying to push others away or is it because Blitzo doesn’t want or is scared of this power dynamic?

Striker why are you so pale????? I swear sometimes the light or the colors look so pale or even different shades on these guys..

Stolas why are you acting as Ozzie’s lawyer????? Stolas you’re not the demon of that????

Ok so backstory. Blitzo was going to give Frizz a letter, but he saw that everyone was crowing Frizz. Thinking that frizz don’t care about him anymore, Blitzo accidentally knocks into the guy with the birthday cake. The cake catches the curtains on fire, scaring the horses. The circus goes up in flames, something a fireworks I think, hits Blitzo in the eye, and Blitzo’s and Barbie’s mom died I. The fire. Meanwhile on frizz POV. He thought Blitzo was jealous and started the fire on purpose. Panic happens and Frizz gets hit near an explosion causing him to loses most of his horns and his arms.

The 2 wanted to reconnect but someone told each of the boys that the other didn’t wanted to see him. Maybe it was Mammoth? I think after the fire, Frizz when there? But I’m not sure. Thought this information dos t make scenes when Blitzo worked briefly at LULU Land with the robo frizz….Do all robo frizz share memories?? Did Blitzo just hate the robot frizz automatically?? I’m guess this is why Blitzo keeps push others away and is toxic?? Also it’s been 15 years since the two have meet up..

!! Frizz is acutely disabled. He has robotic parts!! Wow :]

Nice that Blitzo and Frizz are close again. Or maybe even friends?

Ozzie is a bit concerning, he says that he doesn’t want frizz outdid of the place again with protection, him says frizz dos t have to go outside again. Hmmmm that sounds a bit sketchy….

Oh, so the crystal are made/own by Ozzie, and using those can make someone be Abel to go to the human realm. But why would he makes those? What purples do they have?

Scale out of 5, I give it a 4.

Episode 7

FINALLY ON THE LAST EPISODE

Ew. Mammoth design is god awful. Why does he look like a Christmas tree???

A yearly clown pageantry????? Why???

Mammoth is a demon from the New Testament, he is the demon of material wealth, gain, and money, and sometimes as greed. Mammoth is also another name for Bleelzebub.

So even as a teen, Frizz had stalker fans, and is uncomfortable being in the spotlight. He’s also shy. When he becomes the face of Mammoth’s brand, he was used as merchandise. There also robots for work, teens, kids, and as sex workers. What I DONT understand is why would Ozizie work with Mammorh? Is it because wealth and lust go hand in hand together?

Blitzo and frizz haven’t seen each other in 15 years, frizz works for Mammoth for 10 years.

Frizz keeps doing this job, even when he hates it, because he wants to be useful. He doesn’t want to let his fans or his boss down. His a people pleaser. I guess growing up in the crocus then being the face of a company, frizz hasn’t actually had time to rest. He always entertaining people. Awww frizz and the deaf child that was cute and sweet that they have sigh language!!

Blitzo just kill that creep stalker?? You killed peole for way less…

Aw man frizz panic so much that he almost passed out! :( awwww Ozzie gave frizz a pep talk!

I don’t care about rhese song dear god there to many and like literally besides 1 all of the. Suckkkk.

WHY IS HE A SPIDER???

So Ozzie told everyone that he’s in love with Frizz. Seems like people are taking that well. So was there really any concern if the media found out??

Scale out of 5, I give it a 3.

[libbee]

Life themes: yours and mine.

🌸For anyone who resonates

I was watching a youtube channel of a woman who posts her life. It reminded me of my teenage years and early 20s years when I was too naive and careless like her. I would make drawings, cards, record songs and really dedicate myself to people I cared for. I would not think consciously of what I was doing and just followed my heart. Somehow when I got at a low point in life, I felt like I was depressed and started living my childhood again. I would tell my childhood stories and venting as a joke but later i realized that it was no jokes it was serious trauma. Then began a long journey of internet research and contemplation on human psychology and mental illnesses. Obviously, now my perspective was changed. I started looking for underlying faces, ulterior motives, signs of manipulation and really take lies seriously.

But somewhere in my heart was a bitterness "why me?" If other women can do the same things as me but flourish, have smooth lives and socialize, then why was I bumping into detours and psychological pain? For eg, some woman can post picture of her award on social media and be proud of it. But if i do it, i would feel intense regret and shame "what if i am imposter?" "I am so entitled and narcissistic" "i am just lucky, my good karma will run out then I will face failures" "There are so many girls who worked harder than me but did not get award" and so on. A cycle of self destructive thoughts and not under my control either.

Later, I read that it was my unconscious telling me I was on the wrong path, one that was not determined for me. What we see in other people's life is not necessarily meant to work for us either. Other people do have softer life paths and imitating them will do you no good, if your life has been darker than average. Life is not black and white, some days are really nice, some memories are really nice but if you think that the downsides outweigh the upaides then it is time to rethink if you are making some mistakes, that is if you are walking the path not meant for you? Simple example, some person can do love marriage all fine, but you keep getting into heart breaks, does this mean you need to go by arranged marriage route? Or, some people can succeed in business all fine but you seem to make losses, does this mean you need to go by job route? Or, some people can eat carbohydrates all fine but you seem to get sick from too much carbs?

I make a list of all the things I did in past and whether they were mistake ❌ or correct ✅? If they worked out correct for me then that is meant for my life theme but if it was mistake for me then I would not do it again. One more thing is to use tarot to ask question and write down cards that come up then in future reflect if this decision was mistake ❌ or correct ✅ for you? Eliminate mistakes and repeat correct decisions. This strategy is same as told in many self help books.

Basically, individual life theme differs between people. You are not living the life I live, although we both are interested in astrology. It might take some practice to figure out life theme but I think it can help some people who are prone to chaotic decisions making.

[starryoak]

Making this into its own post rather than a reblog and expanding on it, not to be an edgy Reddit atheist, but I’m extremely biased against anything that purports to explain the inner workings of the universe but can’t explain it scientifically, because I don’t believe in anything that can’t be scientifically proved and I can’t respect anyone who claims to be able to predict things and then can’t explain how their pet belief actually works in reality.

I’m sort of ok with religion because generally it’s nowadays restricted itself to explaining things that science doesn’t have the answer to yet, or can’t have the answer to, like what happens after death, and even if I’d argue the fact that many religions used to claim that factually inaccurate information about our world was true says things about its accuracy in the rest of its claims, I also understand religion is and has been an important part of humanity’s history and development and isn’t going to go away soon nor should we try to force it to go away given how important it is to people’s lives (and more importantly, all the human rights abuses getting rid of it would have to entail to be even mildly successful). But any belief system that says that it can predict things about our world definitively and provably accurately, should be able to prove it scientifically, and if it can’t it should be ignored for decision making purposes, because if it isn’t provably true, it should be considered false. Making decisions about things based on your whims is fine, but you shouldn’t pretend it’s anything other than your own opinions that are guiding the choices you’re making.

The fact is, if something is true, it is also by necessity provable to exist. That is just what I believe, that if something is a factual truth, it can be proven to be one. And astrology just has not been proven to accurately predict anything whatsoever and more importantly has failed replication in every reputable and reliable scientific study ever attempted.

Astrology has no mechanism of action that could even possibly explain what it purports to be true about the universe, no logical consistency in anything it claims to be true, no reliable central body of information, no falsifiability, it is almost the textbook definition of a pseudoscience. It is exclusively able to make predictions that ‘feel’ true based on the Barnum effect, and then allows one to think they have a reliable method of telling the ‘good’ people from the ‘bad’ based on whatever reasoning feels right at the time.

And the thing is, it’s easy to say “oh, it’s just for harmless fun”, and I get it! Silly tests and sorting categories are fun, it’s why people love doing it. But I don’t think making judgments about people based on things they can’t control is ever a good thing to regularly be doing, even for yourself. It’s just opening yourself up to all sorts of nasty biases to be reading about how all people born in the month of may or whatever are demons sent from hell that ruin every life they touch, and it opens you up to other forms of pseudoscience to be willing to believe in things without evidence.

Because even if you don’t believe it, lots of people do! Like, for real believe in it enough to make major life decisions on! In China people get told not to apply to jobs if they’re a certain astrological sign! There’s a superstition in Japan about women born in the year of the fire horse being husband-killers that was so fiercely believed in that the last year of the fire horse, 1966, the birth rate dropped 25%! In India, they have services for arranging marriages that use astrology to decide who they should marry, and I don’t think it takes much to guess how that could go wrong.

There’s just no reason that in 2022 we should be endorsing judgement of other people based on immutable circumstances of their birth because it’s ‘fun’, honestly.