#mercury this is all your fault (affectionate)

[ilovedthestars]

you know people talk about flooding your mutuals' dashes with a new interest but i have never fully experienced this thrill until recently. it's so fun to be quietly enjoying a piece of media by myself and then get caught up and no longer have to worry about spoilers and just go ham reblogging everything i can find on tumblr all at once

totally unrelatedly, can i interest anyone in a fun slightly obscure d&d actual play podcast. it has robot angst i promise

[pearlprincess02]

romantic blueprints: 5th house ruler in 5th house

5th house ruler shows how you approach love affairs, the type of partners you attract/seek, your approach to casual romantic connections, struggles in dating & love.

5th house ruler in 5th house

passionate, expressive, romantic, playful, dramatic, creative, devoted, open-hearted, affectionate, intense, fun-loving, charismatic, artistic, adventurous, bold, confident, attention-seeking, enthusiastic, youthful, emotionally warm, flamboyant, magnetic, teasing, witty, seductive, charming, playful banter, eye contact-heavy, passion-driven, theatrical, overly idealistic, attention-craving, easily bored, commitment-phobic, dramatic ups & downs, attracting immature partners, seeking constant validation, overly romanticizing love, impulsive decisions, jealousy issues, childlike wonder, seeking excitement, romantic grand gestures, falling in love quickly, strong sexual energy, loyal when truly invested, a lover of romance itself, prefers relationships full of passion, can be self-centered in love, needs admiration from partners

5th house in signs

aries 5th house ruler in 5th house (mars in 5th house)

with aries ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with fiery passion, spontaneity, and an all-or-nothing attitude. you crave excitement, intensity, and a partner who can keep up with your fast-paced, adventurous energy. in dating, you seek bold, confident individuals—those who exude independence and a spark of challenge. your flirting style is direct, playful, and full of teasing, often coming across as daring and flirtatiously competitive. however, your biggest romantic challenge lies in impatience and a tendency to lose interest quickly if things become too predictable. you may also struggle with impulsive decisions in love, diving headfirst without thinking through long-term consequences.

type of love/lover: enemies to lovers, the chase is better than the catch, love at first fight, impulsive love confessions, independent lovers

taurus 5th house ruler in 5th house (venus in 5th house)

with taurus ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with patience, sensuality, and deep devotion. you crave stability and seek partners who are reliable, affectionate, and willing to build something long-lasting. in dating, you are drawn to those who exude warmth, security, and a touch of luxury—someone who appreciates romance in its slow, indulgent form. your flirting style is subtle yet magnetic, often using touch, eye contact, and a calm, grounded presence to draw people in. however, your biggest romantic challenges lie in stubbornness, possessiveness, and a tendency to stay in relationships longer than you should, fearing change or disruption to your emotional comfort.

type of love/lover: slow burn, friends to lovers, the protective lover, loyal to a fault, the sensual romantic

gemini 5th house ruler in 5th house (mercury in 5th house)

with gemini ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with curiosity, playfulness, and an insatiable need for mental stimulation. you seek partners who are witty, engaging, and can keep up with your fast-moving thoughts and ever-changing interests. in dating, you thrive on variety and excitement, often gravitating toward those who are socially dynamic, intellectually stimulating, and open-minded. your flirting style is lighthearted, clever, and full of teasing banter, effortlessly drawing people in with your charm and humor. however, your biggest romantic challenges include restlessness, inconsistency, and difficulty committing, as you can quickly lose interest if a relationship becomes too routine or emotionally heavy.

type of love/lover: flirty best friends, love through late-night conversations, catch me if you can, magnetic opposites, lover of many faces

cancer 5th house ruler in 5th house (moon in 5th house)

with cancer ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with deep emotion, sensitivity, and a strong desire for security. you seek partners who are nurturing, affectionate, and can provide a sense of home within the relationship. in dating, you are drawn to those who are emotionally intuitive, family-oriented, and capable of forming a deep, sentimental bond. your flirting style is soft, warm, and subtly inviting���often expressed through caring gestures, deep eye contact, and an air of emotional mystery. however, your biggest romantic challenges include moodiness, emotional attachment too soon, and difficulty letting go, which can lead to staying in relationships that no longer serve you out of nostalgia or fear of emotional vulnerability.

type of love/lover:childhood sweethearts, the caregiver lover, love letters & nostalgia, the protector & the soft heart, falling first, falling hard

leo 5th house ruler in 5th house (sun in 5th house)

with leo ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with passion, confidence, and a flair for the dramatic. romance is a grand adventure, and you seek a partner who adores, admires, and uplifts you. in dating, you are drawn to charismatic, bold, and expressive individuals who match your energy and appreciation for fun. your flirting style is magnetic, playful, and full of grand gestures—you love to impress and make your interest known in a big way. however, your biggest romantic challenges include craving constant attention, struggling with pride, and sometimes making love more about validation than true emotional depth. learning to balance ego with vulnerability is key to long-lasting love.

type of love/lover: the star-crossed lovers, grand romantic gestures, the charmer & the cynic, all or nothing love, the performer in love

virgo 5th house ruler in 5th house (mercury in 5th house)

with virgo ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with thoughtfulness, devotion, and a desire for stability. you seek a partner who is intelligent, reliable, and willing to grow with you—someone who values the little things and shows love through actions rather than just words. In dating, you are drawn to those who are practical, hardworking, and emotionally mature, often preferring deep, meaningful connections over fleeting passion. your flirting style is subtle yet attentive, expressed through acts of service, witty conversations, and a keen interest in your love interest’s well-being. however, your biggest romantic challenges include overanalyzing feelings, setting impossibly high standards, and struggling with self-criticism, which can make it hard to fully relax and enjoy love in the moment.

type of love/lover: love in the details, the stoic & the softie, fixing you; fixing me, from colleagues to soulmates, acts of service as love

libra 5th house ruler in 5th house (venus in 5th house)

with libra ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with charm, romance, and a strong desire for harmony. you seek a partner who is elegant, emotionally balanced, and knows how to keep the romance alive. in dating, you are drawn to those who are aesthetically pleasing, socially graceful, and emotionally intelligent—someone who values partnership as much as you do. your flirting style is smooth, charming, and effortlessly engaging, often using compliments, deep eye contact, and a touch of mystery to captivate others. however, your biggest romantic challenges include indecisiveness, a tendency to people-please, and struggling with superficial connections, as you may prioritize the idea of love over its true emotional depth.

type of love/lover: meant to be, the socialite & the loner, aesthetic power couple, romance as an art form, the flawless facade

scorpio 5th house ruler in 5th house (pluto/mars in 5th house)

with scorpio ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with intensity, depth, and a need for emotional transformation. romance is never casual for you—it’s all-consuming, passionate, and often life-changing. you seek partners who are magnetic, emotionally complex, and unafraid of deep connections. in dating, you are drawn to those with a mysterious edge, someone who can match your emotional depth and unwavering loyalty. your flirting style is seductive, magnetic, and almost hypnotic, often relying on intense eye contact, subtle touches, and an air of intrigue. however, your biggest romantic challenges include jealousy, control issues, and the tendency to test your partner’s loyalty, sometimes creating power struggles where there don’t need to be any. learning to trust and let love flow without fear of betrayal is essential for true fulfillment.

type of love/lover: all or nothing love, the obsessive soulmate, forbidden desire, toxic but irresistible, the protector & the possessive lover

sagittarius 5th house ruler in 5th house (jupiter in 5th house)

with sagittarius ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with enthusiasm, adventure, and a thirst for freedom. romance, to you, is an exciting journey, and you seek partners who are spontaneous, open-minded, and willing to explore life with you. in dating, you are drawn to those who have a strong sense of individuality, a love for learning, and a wild, adventurous spirit. your flirting style is playful, bold, and full of witty banter—you enjoy making people laugh and keeping things lighthearted. however, your biggest romantic challenges include a fear of commitment, restlessness, and a tendency to chase the thrill of new love rather than building deeper emotional connections. learning to balance independence with emotional depth will help create more fulfilling relationships.

type of love/lover: the runaway lovers, opposites attract, love in a foreign land,the commitment-phobe, best friends to lovers

capricorn 5th house ruler in 5th house (saturn in 5th house)

with capricorn ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with seriousness, patience, and a sense of long-term commitment. romance, for you, is grounded in stability, loyalty, and practicality. you seek partners who are mature, responsible, and share your ambitions, someone who can build a solid future alongside you. in dating, you are drawn to those who have a strong work ethic, a sense of purpose, and a grounded demeanor. your flirting style is reserved yet sincere, often expressed through subtle gestures of care and showing your interest through actions rather than words. however, your biggest romantic challenges include being overly cautious, emotionally reserved, and sometimes coming off as distant or too focused on achieving goals, which can make it difficult to fully open up or be vulnerable in relationships.

type of love/lover: the steady; reliable lover, slow burn, power couple, the mentor & the student, the practical romantic

aquarius 5th house ruler in 5th house (uranus/saturn in 5th house)

with aquarius ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with a sense of individuality, open-mindedness, and intellectual curiosity. romance, for you, is about freedom, innovation, and sharing new ideas, rather than traditional expressions of love. you seek partners who are unique, independent, and forward-thinking, someone who values personal freedom and is open to unconventional relationships. in dating, you are drawn to those who are quirky, intellectually stimulating, and have a strong sense of individuality. your flirting style is playful, experimental, and often involves witty exchanges or unique gestures that set you apart from others. however, your biggest romantic challenges include emotional detachment, difficulty with intimacy, and a tendency to prioritize logic over emotional connection, which can sometimes create distance in relationships.

type of love/lover: unconventional love, intellectual connection, the free-spirited lovers, the eccentric couple, friends first lovers later

pisces 5th house ruler in 5th house (neptune/jupiter in 5th house)

with pisces ruling the 5th house and its ruler placed there, you approach love affairs with deep sensitivity, idealism, and a romantic, almost dreamlike quality. romance, for you, is about emotional connection, escapism, and transcending the mundane. you seek partners who are compassionate, intuitive, and able to understand the unspoken depths of your emotions. in dating, you are drawn to those who are empathetic, creative, and open to exploring a spiritual or imaginative bond. your flirting style is soft, mysterious, and full of gentle gestures—often conveyed through subtle touches, poetic words, or dreamy eyes. however, your biggest romantic challenges include being overly idealistic, getting lost in fantasies, and struggling to differentiate between real love and the illusions you create, which can lead to disappointment or emotional overwhelm.

type of love/lover: star-crossed lovers, the dreamer & the realist, healing love, the enigmatic lover, falling for the artist

all observations are done by me !!! @pearlprincess02

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D9/ Navamsa chart observations - Part 3

Jupiter in 9th is a great placement, even better if it's the 7th lord or darakaraka in d1. Your spouse will be intelligent. there's also a chance that you may do your master's or PhD after marriage. Your spouse can also have a job related to spirituality (one of my mom's friends has this placement and his wife is a reiki healer and also teaches meditation and hypnosis)

Jupiter in 10th is another really good placement. You and your spouse could start a business together, or you may meet them in your workplace. This is one of the placements that indicate that you'll earn more after marriage or once you start working WITH them (okay, so this example is interesting, i dont know how many of you know this, but there's an Indian company, dabur, and one of my relatives got married to the daughter of the brother of the guy who currently owns the company and let me tell you something, they are RICH RICH RICH, and like they helped my relative set up his own company and whenever we visit them, they give us such expensive gifts, you won't even find them anywhere, like custom made stuff) so if other factors support this, then you can get married into a super rich household

Venus conjunct ketu in 4th is a super common placement but I've noticed that it gives different results depending on what the ascendant is. A common prediction would be, that you guys will not get along with your spouse's family, you're gonna think that they waste too much money when they already have less of it. This is especially true for mother in law (I know a girl with this placement whose mother in law spends a lot on shopping and then asks for money from her, and she has to give in because divorce is not an option) i would recommend you guys to marry someone who doesn't have a mother 🥲

I KNOW SO MANY PEOPLE WITH MERCURY IN 8TH and it's so fascinating how it has the same exact effect on everyone. Okay, so this placement gives you 2 things, first, you'll gain a lot of money through joint accounts with your spouse, this could also be a marriage where you guys stay together just for money, a lot of celebrities have this placement. Second, your spouse is gonna hide things from you, like their salary (i know a woman with this placement and her husband was promoted and he told his wife that he was still doing the low pay job and he opened another account where he saved that extra money, while their family was having financial difficulties and stuff, it was a BIG deal)

Mercury in 11th is a nice placement, this could indicate a friends to lover type of story with your spouse. They could also be an extrovert, especially if mercury is in gemini. You guys will be focused on earning money but your whole focus won't be on money, like in 2nd or 8th house, it's gonna be more like "oh, this looks like a good idea, should we invest in this" kinda thing, i would say this is more like, both practical and romantic relationship

Moon in 8th..... Not exactly the best placement. Almost all the people that i know with this placement have been cheated on by their spouse, and again your spouse could hide things from you, but this time it's more emotional. Also, i have noticed that a lot of people with this placement marry someone who's in the closet, so their partner isn't affectionate and loving towards them and they think it's their fault but it's not, but it still ends up hurting them. You, yourself, could hide your feelings as well, and your spouse can see that and that's why they hide THEIR emotions, it's like a cycle. (if you have this, i would recommend you guys to go to therapy, heal your trauma and only then get into a serious relationship and sometimes you push your feelings down and you think you're over it, but you're not)

Mars in 8th can give very different results, but it does give you a spouse who is very sexual (and believe me, it's not always a good thing). If Mars is strong then it gives extremely good results, the ability to defeat your enemies and win, i know a person with this placement and she's a woman and people around her have always tried to ruin her life and she still managed to get up and is now living a great life. But if Mars is weak or worse, debilitated, then it can give an aggressive spouse, i know a person but i dont think i should share her story with you all, but if Mars is weak then... Don't marry. BUT if 7th lord and darakaraka of d1 is SUPER STRONG in d9 then go ahead.

Venus in 2nd is like okay okay, not bad but not good. I feel like this placement works better when it's in the cart of a man rather than a woman. The spouse will be good but will be more focused on earning money, even if they're already rich. From what I've seen, men are okay with wives like that, but women aren't, they need emotional security so being with a man who is focused on money makes them sad and lonely, whereas, men with this placement are more than happy to get wives like that, In MY opinion.

Sun conjunct ketu in 11th is another placement that is common, I know a lot of people with this. So, you will gain wealth but it's going to come very slowly, the type to MAKE generational wealth but not able to enjoy it. Also, i have noticed that these people always end up marrying someone who is in a lower position than them, career wise and so they support their spouse and at the same time take most of the financial responsibility of the family.

Ketu in 8th is SUCH a strong indicator of having a kid before marriage, or atleast getting pregnant. All the celebrities who've had a kid before marriage have this placement, Angelina Jolie and Shakira are two that i currently remember but I've seen it in the charts of a lot more. And listen, THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS, OKAY.

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[helslastangel]

Random Astro Observations #5

Disclaimer: These are based on personal observations and experiences and may not resonate for everyone with these placements. If it doesn’t apply, let it fly 🪽

Ascendant sextile Sun

😊 You are a smart, active, and exuberant person. Others not only notice you but they are inspired by your seemingly endless supply of passion and energy.

🫂 Because there isn't much difference between your outward behavior and inner self, others usually perceive you as genuine and feel at ease to be themselves when you're around.

😥 Although your intentions are good, you learn the majority of life lessons through a series of unfortunate trials and errors.

⚠️ Your relationships especially may be a sore point, as energy vampires are drawn to people with bright, enthusiastic personalities.

❗️You're easily bored and should seek new places and experiences now and then to feel more balanced.

Ascendant opposite Moon

🥰 You are a caring, emotional, and sensitive person, almost to a fault. There is something about the way you move and carry yourself that makes you seem likable and nurturing or at the very least emotional and expressive.

🧡 You often connect well with others, leading people to seek you out for comfort or to have a shoulder to cry on.

❗️Having people you can be emotionally open with is important to you too, and you might struggle to feel genuinely content with few or no personal relationships.

😥 You may struggle to not become dependent on others for emotional support, especially if your mother was not affectionate and supportive in your formative years.

⚠️ You may also tend to over-identify with others and find yourself not knowing where your feelings end and where theirs begin. This lack of boundaries can leave you drained and prone to reactive behaviors that confuse others and push them away.

📝 Learning to self-soothe and find joy in your own company is a crucial part of your life journey, otherwise, people may decide that you're too demanding and overwhelming, or you may attract such people as friends.

📌 It's okay to acknowledge that isolation of any kind isn't your preferred way to live, however, you must address any issues with your sense of self-worth so you don't become dependent on external validation and support to be happy.

Ascendant square Mercury

✍️🏽 You have a way with words and enjoy communication of all kinds. Writing, speaking, or reading probably comes naturally to you and your mind is extremely active.

😹 You also really love to make other people laugh and might go to great lengths to do so.

🧠 Other people think you're intelligent and your curiosity does not go unnoticed.

😏 Sometimes you can be something of an instigator, but it is usually all in good fun.

🧩 You like mental challenges and won't back down from a controversial topic or an interesting debate.

🗣 You can be rather chatty in certain situations and love to educate others on topics you're knowledgeable and passionate about.

📝 Just be sure to pipe down and listen to what others have to say sometimes without taking things as a personal attack.

Ascendant conjunct Mars

😈 You're one sexy and magnetic spirit, unafraid to speak your mind and make your intentions crystal clear.

💪Despite any fears you may have, you project courage and strength to the outside world, often moving forcefully through the world as if you're the only one who can save it.

❓️People often have no idea how to react in your presence. You have a polarizing energy that causes people to either love or hate you, rarely anything in between, but quite often both at once.

⚠️ If you're a woman/feminine-presenting, you might find that many men become triggered in your presence and will lash out aggressively toward you for what seems like no reason at all. More than a few women will treat you with disdain (due to internalized misogyny) or suspicion (not necessarily hating you, but not knowing what to make of your personality, which they may have been socialized to perceive as masculine).

⚠️ If you're a man/masculine-presenting with this aspect, you may be find that many women want you but also despise and/or are extremely afraid of you at the same time. Most men will respond to your presence either with open passive-aggression (not really hating you, but feeling inadequate or "emasculated" by patriarchal standards) or envy you in silence, acting unbothered but quick to sabotage your all your movements (think Patrick Bateman, minus all the murder).

👔 With this aspect, you may find yourself being offered or even pushed into leadership roles that others have to apply for. Depending on your other placements, you may enjoy this or absolutely hate it.

ℹ️ Your physical appearance is usually fit and athletic in some way, regardless of whether you actually work out/play sports or not.

📝 Learn to control your anger and channel your energy into healthy outlets like business, high-intensity hobbies, sports or a professional that requires strength and assertive energy.

📌 Cultivate more patience and learn to have compassion for those who are not as quick or strong as you are, and your path through the world will be less rough.

Ascendant trine Jupiter

👔 You might surprise people a bit with how ambitious and determined you are underneath your polite, laid-back exterior.

🤭 Putting others at ease through your humor and enthusiasm makes you feel good and your generosity only sweetens the deal.

🪜Generally, though, relationships are very much a means to an end - you want to make it to the top and believe the right connections can take you there. The world is a bowl of opportunity and you intend to get your share.

📌 You have an expansive and optimistic view of life that can border on idealistic if you're not careful or have people in your life who can keep you grounded.

🗺 Knowledge in general interests you, but certain topics, like philosophy, world geography & culture, spirituality, medicine, politics and human behavior may especially grab your attention.

✈️ Travel or contact with people from varying backgrounds is good for you, and you may also benefit from blogging or sharing your findings with others through other mediums (vlogs, podcasts, etc.).

⚠️ In your quest to reach whatever heights appeal most to you, take care not to become too selfish in your interactions with others. Greed can quickly take you to the bottom instead of the top.

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Celica A. Mercury SFW alphabet

A = Affection(How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Celica is incredibly affectionate and it's incredibly hard to stop her.

B = Best friend(What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

She will kind of adopt you into her found family.

C = Cuddles(Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

She loves to cuddle. Almost always falls asleep when you do.

D = Domestic(Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

She'd almost immediately want to start living together. She's great with domestic stuff.

E = Ending(If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

It would be a difficult situation for her because she struggles to see faults in people.

F = Fiance(e)(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Would love to get married. The hardest part about getting married to her would be finding space for all the guests she'd invite.

G = Gentle(How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

She couldn't be rough even if she tried.

H = Hugs(Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

She will jump you with a hug at any given opportunity.

I = I love you(How fast do they say the L-word?)

She says it a lot even platonically so it's hard to tell at what point she starts considering you her partner.

J = Jealousy(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Doesn't really get jealous. If someone tried getting close to you their plans would be ruined by her obliviously trying to get close to them.

K = Kisses(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Kind of a bad kisser. She just gets too excited and can't really go with the pace.

L = Little ones(How are they around children?)

Canonically a good mom.

M = Morning(How are mornings spent with them?)

Doesn't really like sleeping in. She'd much rather be out and about with you.

N = Night(How are nights spent with them?)

She likes getting all comfy with you. Blankets, pillows and hot drinks all around.

O = Open(When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

She doesn't feel the need to hide anything.

P = Patience(How easily angered are they?)

She can't get angry, she's too nice.

Q = Quizzes(How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Might misremember some stuff by accident.

R = Remember(What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

It would be a simple moment of you getting along with all the other people that matter to her.

S = Security(How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Would want you to keep out of danger and even if you don't she has her healing magic.

T = Try(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

She prefers simple things made with love. Handmade gifts and inexpensive dates where you two just get to enjoy the silence.

U = Ugly(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

She has a bad habit of getting lost. Also watch out for her since she’ll trust anyone including not so trustworthy people.

V = Vanity(How concerned are they with their looks?)

She mostly cares about comfort above other things.

W = Whole(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

She'd feel really bad about losing you but wouldn't let it stop her.

X = Xtra(A random headcanon for them.)

The scariest thing you'll have to go through is meeting her "family". The scariest being Nine of course.

Y = Yuck(What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Nothing really.

Z = Zzz(What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Drools in her sleep. Most often on you.

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@thehippievalkilmerlady65 You asked me about my favorite music. I couldn't decide on individual songs and there's obviously way more music I like than the artists/bands I've chosen here but I think these have been the most influential throughout by life.

Under the cut because I have a lot to say! Do with it whatever you want.

Generally speaking, my dad has introduced me to music from a very early age on so most of this is connected with my childhood/teenage years. I kind of absorbed his taste in music and then started to reach into different directions from what he's been offering me.

Queen / Freddie Mercury

Their music has been in life since forever but my love for them really took off after watching one of their concerts (Queen Rock Montreal 1981) on TV with my dad when I was about 12 and somehow it became the most normal thing in the world that Freddie comes on stage with a full set of clothes but finishes in just his underwear. I only learned way later in my life that you could consider that weird.

I also think that Freddie is a key factor why I've always felt drawn towards people who stick out, people who some would say are eccentric or too much. Be it because of Freddie's style, mannerisms or even simply because he was gay I don't know.

I really hyperfixated on their music and their lives after having seen that concert for the first time and looking back on it now, I actually mourned a man who by then had died 16 years ago and 4 years before I was even born.

Bruce Springsteen

I vividly remember my dad hoisting me up on his hip and dancing with me to "Dancing in the Dark" or generally the Born in the U.S.A. album when I was about 3 and probably even younger.

When I was 17 (2012) my dad and I got tickets for a concert and saw him live which is something I probably won't ever forget!

Bee Gees 

This one is a bit weird probably but one of my favorite songs as a kid (or rather toddler) was "I.O.I.O". I loved it so much that my dad made a mixtape for me with that song (and other 70s/80s songs I liked) to listen to in the car.

The first time I listened to their discography was way later though (around 2014 I think) but yeah, they've been there from the very start.

Creedence Clearwater Revival 

One of the bands my dad put on when my mom wasn't at home (and later on, when he was pissed at her during their divorce) because this is one of the bands my mom absolutely hated. In particular the sound of songs like "Hey Tonight" or "Fortunate Son". I always liked their sound though and so my dad and I bonded even more over these songs my mom hated (Sorry Mom, I love you but your taste in music just wasn't mine!)

Simon & Garfunkel 

Again, they've been in my life since forever but I really started listening to their music after watching a concert on TV with my dad. I guess I was about 15 back then.

It all kind of went full circle when I then introduced my dad to Mumford & Sons when they just started out because the musical influence of Simon & Garfunkel really is undeniable.

The Beatles / Paul McCartney 

Again, my dad's fault (affectionately). We (my dad and I) had the chance to see Paul live in 2011. The tickets were fucking expensive and we didn't have much money at the time but it was so worth it! My dad and I both knew that we'd miss out on a once in a lifetime opportunity and so we went there and it was great. I still remember Paul speaking German the whole time so everyone could understand him and we were randomly interviewed by a national TV station afterwards because it was so special that he had played a concert in Germany (our interview was never aired though).

Additional trivia: Paul was my first old man crush and people say my dad looked like George Harrison in the 70s.

Elton John

Again, me being drawn towards eccentric personalities. I remember me and my parents (yes, both of them this time) watching a concert on TV (yes, again a concert on TV) and I was playing with LEGO and Playmobil and I built a little piano and put a guy in front of it and asked my parents to guess who that's supposed to be.

I listened through his whole discography only a few months ago (after watching the Dodger Stadium concert on Disney+) and holy shit I've been missing out so much good stuff!

Green Day

For once, this is entirely my own. I don't remember how I found them but still today, I always listen to American Idiot (the album) when I'm angry at the world. I heavily connect memories with music and now many of my bad memories (but also getting better) are deeply connected with this album but they don't ruin any other music for me. So yes, I use Green Day to vent.

Honorable mentions (in no particular order): Electric Light Orchestra, Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark, 90s pop punk, Mumford & Sons, Dire Straits, Shania Twain, Genesis/Phil Collins, Billy Joel, Avril Lavigne, Lady Gaga.

[chaoscometh]

Reina had always been naturally gifted and not afraid to show that, which is why she scoffed at the person in front of her, somehow still affectionate before nose crinkled. “All I said was don’t text your ex tonight.” A ringed finger tapped on the table between them. “It’s not your fault, it’s Mercury’s, but nonetheless, resist.” She laughed at herself as she made a small fist. “I offer my retrograde support for the low low cost of 9.99 a day.” @everandevermcre​

[itsakpopalypse]

Ayno/ No Yoonho (VAV) Astrology Ask: Romantic Breakdown

“Would you also be willing to do astrology for Ayno from VAV? Please?”- @excindrela

A/N Happily, again, this is based mostly on what I know of the chart itself. I hope you enjoy!!

AS ALWAYS, 18+BELOW THE CUT

I had to use this gif now I’m soft

Let’s do this

Okay first of all his big three placements are a bit haphazard 

Leo Rising, Taurus Sun and Libra moon

in that you can probably guess where this is going

Oh boy

one fire, an earth and an air

that is storm energy right there

slightly chaotic I cannot even 

Leo rising means that when you meet him he is charismatic, maybe flirty and a bit of an attention whore hog.

Luckily, since Taurus is one of the least attention seeking signs this won’t be unbearable. it will be charming and make you laugh probably

it’s cute 

If he likes you he likes you he will be doing dumb stuff to get  your attention

really dumb stuff

stuff that makes you wonder if he realizes how dumb that was

he is trying so hard pls don’t judge him

He will have your attention and once he has got it  the full charm comes out

he will be fiery and full of life and absolutely can compliment the pants off anyone but it will feel so honest and sincere that it will nearly knock the breath out of your lungs

definitely uses humor to deflect

Taurus sun means steady slow action

(See how contradictory that is with his rising???)

that means that his INSTINCT will be to rush in but if he is unsure, even for HALF of a second he will wait it out until he has decided it’s safe to move forward

they are artsy and emotional but keep a cool head 

so he may try to express himself through means other than words too

make you something or very gentle barely there touches,

you’re watching a movie and his hand brushes your thigh

if you look over he isn’t even looking at you he seems unfazed 

he was watching your reaction though so if you seem flustered expect a smirk and a few more accidents like that

Taurus suns have beautiful complex minds full of so much more emotion than they display

so since his rising is more expressive you’ll get something in between . bursts of shyness and bursts of being the life of the party.

Taurus seem detached but are hoes for physical affection

give the man what he wants okay it’s not much

kiss his forehead

tell him he looks nice

he’ll eat it up and be like “Hey can you hold something for me?”

and you’re all “Okay, Sure.” and he just puts his hand in yours and says thanks with a shit eating grin

that kinda sofffff shit

he will be unsure of his own ability oml pls protec

let’s talk Libra moon

as a Libra i would like do defend my entire sign but many times there’s no defense for us

it’s not intentional but we are a bit... light headed and flighty?

if we have a close placing earth sign (he does) then that is HEAVILY lessened so that’s a positive for him

and it MAY even tone down how stubborn Taurus tends to be since Libras do not like conflict and would rather bend instead of hurting the feelings of another

the problem is

if any insecurities slip through he will be a door mat

i am serious someone wrap him in bubble wrap he is doin me a concern

probably a low key perfectionist

has either the cleanest space or the messiest one

this all means in a relationship he is going to have moments of severe insecurity and uncertainty 

he will be friendly to a fault and probably is the king of “I can help you with everything” even though he is already overloaded. 

loves beauty in all things and probably will 10/10 just stare at you and compliment every feature sometimes just because he happened to notice that he hadn’t in a while

attention to detail in relationships

everything you have ever done together is locked in his mind and will be used

this is not a forget birthdays or anniversary type, sentimental!

Taurus Mercury means his communication is slow, he’s not lost or not following the topic he is just trying to make the words go i feel you dude

once he has figured out HOW to express it, he will not beat around the bush. straight to the point

he doesn’t want to hurt feelings but he absolutely doesn’t see the point in softening it 

either way it’s the truth right?

Venus in GEMINI

whew

that is going to be interesting to write in the 18+ section you have been warned

he is HIGH KEY adventurous in romance

tolerant and understanding, warm hearted and affectionate

basically once he has got you he is going to get your attention constantly

cute texts and snapchats

“I’m eating lunch missing you “ - queue pout face

probably whines to get what he wants

it will work cause he’s cute or whatever

gloats when he gets his way

but probably immediately does something SO CUTE

N Node is Libra so he needs human contact constantly 

you are a human teddy get used to it

do not ask him to make a decision ever without weighing every option

probably never is sure about anything

but really likes to pretend he is

constantly sacrificing himself to support others 

18+ below you were warned !

I been saying that neck tick thing some idols do is a whole kink and it keeps happening wtf pls for the sake of my lungs stop

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR THE SMUT no i dont

Leo rising means fiery and needy

this man is not the sort to wait long

Even with the Taurus energies this poor boy has HOE signs slut dropping through every other house of his chart i swear 

All his Libra and Gemini are in the exact places necessary to make him hella switchy

That Libra moon is literally begging you to WORSHIP HIM

Libra can be a bit vain and have a huge words of affirmation kink

literally never stop telling him how good he feels or is doing 

incoherent babbles are acceptable as well 

his venus being in Gemini is uh

uh well 

i’ll throw some possible kinks out and let you decide my dudes

threesomes

gags/bondage

restraint

being  being edged but giving overstim

so many people pleaser signs in here and honestly it fits 

Rapper tongue anyone???👀👀👀👌👌

A++++ champion of eating you out until you literally implode 

Yikes you better be well hydrated you losin fluids tonight

how many rounds can YOU keep up with HIM cause is not satisfied with only one

could probably have a poly relationship happily provided all other parts of the puzzle agreed to love him equally

he needs it okay

Taurus is a very hands sign

hands on and hands driven

taking that and adding it to Gemini’s open mindedness sexually I see possible public teasing kinks 

we’ve seen the boy dance 

he can put it down no one is questioning it

if they do send them my way and they can catch these hands have a debate with me about it

needs you just as into it as he is

probably gets REALLY emotional after

like he’s not going to cry, but he will start saying the softest stuff and you will melt

probably to make up for the rough beating your guts just took

for what it’s worth, he isn’t sorry in the least

probably kind of a “roll over and cuddle we will clean up in the morning” type

i don’t see anything indicating meticulous aftercare so he probably sees physical closeness as the best way to show you that he loves you 

you mean the entire world and he wants you to know it!

I hope you have enjoyed! I have a few requests pending but more are welcome if you don’t mind waiting a day or 2!

thank you for requesting!

[bohemian-napsodyy]

Somebody Else is All You Need

Request: Hi! Could I request some rami x reader fabulousness? Not gonna lie I kinda want it to be angsty but if you don’t wanna do that, it’s fine. You can do whatever you want (I just really want angst right now) love your writing :) xx -- requested by @lara-ludbey

Read part two here!

Word Count: 3.5k hooooo boyyy 

Warnings: mentions of social anxiety at a party -- there’s also quite a few heavy feelings (anger and loneliness for the most part) in this one, so please be aware of that as you’re reading if you’re on the sensitive side. 💜

A/N: sorry folks, i got super, super carried away with a backstory i really hope i don’t lose you before the end

also when i said i thrive on angst...

i wasn’t lying so please make sure your seatbelts are strapped tight before the flight thank you

You referred to Bohemian Rhapsody as both a blessing and a curse.

More specifically, it was a blessing for Rami. But a curse for you.

You knew fully well when you started dating that the both of you would have to make the distance work somehow, when Rami flew off to another state or even another country for months at a time to film.

You made sure to Skype each other at least once every other day while Rami was away filming. Sometimes you’d stay up till three or four in the morning talking about everything and nothing, while other times both of you would fall asleep until someone woke up briefly and noticed the video call was still going.

It was really hard sometimes, going to sleep with nothing but an empty space beside you. You managed — you might have been practically counting the hours until Rami came home most of the time — but you managed.

The events of Bohemian Rhapsody, however, proved to be a twist in your tale.

You texted Rami often while he was in London, asking to Skype with you only to have him apologize and reply that he was too tired. You understood, of course. You couldn’t even imagine how much energy it must have taken to be goddamn Freddie Mercury all day, and almost every day. Rami was so strong. You admired his perseverance and dedication to becoming such a complex character.

But as the third month without Rami approached, you noticed something was off.

You were always the one who had to ask to Skype. He never did anymore. Most of the time, you wouldn’t even get as far as Skyping. He was either ‘too tired, babe,’ or ‘super busy, so sorry love!’

His texts were shorter.

You had no clue how his day had been. You weren’t even sure if Brian and Roger were still a part of the film, because Rami never brought them up at all like before. He had been beyond ecstatic when he first Skyped you from London, beaming like a little kid as he told you about his first day with ‘Brian fucking May, Y/N! And Roger Taylor, oh my god!’ there to help everyone out.

But now... you didn’t even know what scenes they were filming anymore. Maybe they had already wrapped, for all you knew. Rami seemed to be very reluctant to tell you anything anymore.

It was like he became a completely different person overnight.

You wanted to ask him what was going on. You desperately wanted to reach through your computer screen and shake Rami’s shoulders, hard, until he snapped out of whatever trance it was that London or Bohemian Rhapsody or Freddie himself had put him in.

But you were too scared. Some part of you thought that maybe you were imagining it all. Maybe it was the distance between the two of you making you overthink things. So you put up a wall, convinced yourself that everything was fine. Rami was going to be back before you knew it, and you’d be able to talk for hours in person about the entire Bohemian Rhapsody experience.

Yeah, that was it, you thought to yourself as you received yet another decline on his end to Skype. Maybe he’s just saving all his stories for when he gets home.

That little glass sliver of anxiety in the back of your mind never went away. And oftentimes, when you gazed at your reflection in the bathroom mirror, you could almost see it lurking behind your eyes if you concentrated long enough.

Rami had been home for a while now. Almost a whole year, in fact. And during that time, all the previous wrinkles had been shaken out and everything had fallen back into place. His weird behaviour was gone just like that, and he never mentioned a thing either.

Rami was back to his old affectionate, caring self. For a long while, in fact, you forgot all about the way he acted strange while in London. 

Until the moment he suggested you accompany him to the Bohemian Rhapsody cast party, that is.

“Please, Y/N.” Rami begged when he noticed your spine stiffen as soon as he mentioned the film. “I know how much you hate going to parties, but I really think you should come. The people are really nice, I promise. And I know Joe, Gwilym, and Ben would love to meet you.”

Your strong dislike of attending events filled with superficial actors was only part of why you reacted so strongly to your boyfriend’s words -- the other half had to do with the fact that this was the first time almost anything relating to Bohemian Rhapsody had been brought up since The London Incident.

You were afraid something (you weren’t sure what, but something) was going to happen to Rami just like when he was in London.

You were scared he’d shut off, and shut you out again.

“Please, babe.” Rami whispered, reaching over and taking your hand. “Just this once. It’ll be fun, I promise.”

You sighed as Rami brought your hand up to his lips and kissed your knuckles gently, silently pleading with you to agree upon going.

Finally, and rather hesitantly, you nodded.

“I’ll go.” You answered. “But please don’t leave me for a long time by myself, okay?”

Rami let out a faint laugh of relief, and immediately pulled you into a hug. His arms were wrapped so tightly around you, you almost had trouble breathing.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He whispered, one hand caressing your hair and pressing you gently further into him. “We’re going to have so much fun, you’ll see.”

You found yourself gripping your boyfriend’s hand much too tightly in the car on the way there, earning a concerned glance from him.

“Hey,” Rami whispered quietly. “It’s going to be okay. These are some of the nicest people I’ve ever met.”

“Could I stick with you?” You asked meekly. You weren’t sure if it was because of your nervousness around crowds, or if you wanted to try and prove to yourself that you had been imagining the events of London.

“Babe, you don’t even need to ask. Of course I’ll stay by your side. I promise.”

You only managed a nod in reply as the car pulled over in front of the venue. Before you could react, Rami had already gotten out and opened your door for you. You smiled a quick thank you as the two of you headed inside.

Rami had mentioned Joe, Gwilym, and Ben, but he never brought up just how many people were attending tonight. You knew what they looked like, but going by how many people were here, you’d be wandering around the entire night trying to find even one of the three of them. Maybe it would be best to just linger by the bar until Rami introduced you.

“I’m gonna go get a drink,” you told him after tapping his shoulder gently. “Would you like anything?”

He smiled, pulling you into a quick embrace and kissing your cheek. “I’ll be there in a few minutes, don’t worry.”

Sighing with relief, you nodded and returned his hug before grabbing a seat at the bar.

Nearly twenty minutes had gone by, and there was still no sign of Rami. You had already finished one drink, and judging by the amount of people that were still making their way into the venue, you were seriously contemplating ordering a second or third.

You glanced over your shoulder briefly, searching around for any sign of Rami, or even one of his other cast members. All you wanted was to see a familiar face, and that would be enough to cool your anxiety for now. But there were too many people roaming about. Trying to spot Rami in the crowd was like playing a nightmare of a Where’s Waldo game.

You had hit the forty minute mark now. Your heart hadn’t beat this fast since the day you thought it was a good idea to drink four cups of coffee and barely anything else to get you through the day.

Only this time, caffeine hadn’t been in your day at all.

You inhaled sharply, your mind spinning in circles as you tried to justify whether or not trying to find Rami was a good enough excuse to leave the safe little corner you had made yourself at the bar.

He said he would come back for you shortly. That was now over an hour ago.

Just that thought alone (and maybe the alcohol, too) was enough to get you to hop off your barstool and dive into the crowd before the logical part of your brain could convince you otherwise.

Where was he?

People were bumping into you every few seconds. Some said a half-assed apology that never hit their eyes, others glared at you as if it was your fault. You hadn’t even said anything to anyone and you were already hating this party.

Were you going in circles? You didn’t know. How big was this venue anyway? The people never seemed to end.

As you fought to push through a particularly dense crowd, you could’ve sworn the stretch of people was getting longer. Your head spun for a split second.

Oh god.

Your anxiety was getting really bad now. You just wanted to get out. It didn’t matter where you went as long as it wasn’t here.

Where the fuck was Rami?

Someone bumped into you, hard, and you glanced up in shock to find a somewhat familiar face looking back down at you. You thought he looked like one of the cast members, but it had been a while since Rami had last shown you a photo of the others.

“I’m so sorry- oh! You’re Rami’s girlfriend aren’t you?”

You nodded absentmindedly as you went through the three names you knew.  You were trying to figure out if this guy looked more like a Ben, Joe, or Gwilym.

“I’m so sorry,” he apologized once more. “Could you remind me again what your name is?”

“Y/N.” You managed. You were still distracted, your eyes darting around hoping to find even a glimpse of Rami. If you had just bumped into one of the cast members, surely he wouldn’t be far?

“Nice to meet you, Y/N, I’m Gwilym.”

Oh. So you were talking to the Brian May guy, you noted briefly before your thoughts became a scrambled mess again. What if Rami had just up and left the party? What if you’ve been alone this entire time? You knew he’d never do that, but after his weird behaviour in London--

“Are you alright? You don’t look very well.”

You inhaled sharply, feeling the too-familiar sting of tears begin to itch in your eyes. You weren’t going to cry. Not here. Not in front of Gwilym.

“H-have you seen Rami?” You managed to gasp out. “I-I’ve been looking for him for a while, now.”

Something in Gwilym’s face softened, and he placed a hand comfortingly on your shoulder.

“Parties aren’t your thing?” He whispered, even though it was near impossible to hear him through the music. You could only shake your head, which earned a smile from Gwilym.

“I understand. They sometimes make me a bit uncomfortable too.”

You bit your lip, only trusting yourself to nod once more in fear of the tears coming out again.

“I think Rami might still with us all in the back. Come on, we can look for him together.”

You followed Gwilym silently, his words playing over and over in your head. ‘Still with us all’? Did he mean Rami had been with his cast members this entire time?

Gravity seemed to pull harder on your limbs as you wondered if he had truly  forgotten about you.

“I found us all a new friend!” you heard Gwilym announce. As you approached, you saw everyone sitting together on a couch, drinks in hand, laughing as if someone had just told the funniest joke in the world. Your breath was knocked out of your lungs when you saw Rami. And he wasn’t alone.

There was a girl with blonde hair sitting beside him on the couch. Her eyes crinkled with laughter as Rami whispered something in her ear, still oblivious to your presence. She was leaning into him like he was the couch itself, and you felt absolutely sick to your stomach when your gaze trailed to the arm he had tightly wrapped around her waist.

His eyes found yours right then, and you could see the alarm and fear that filled them for a split second before dissipating away. 

You vaguely registered a couple people around you say hello, but you didn’t acknowledge them. All you could focus on was Rami. 

Rami and her.

Who even was she? You wondered. You scanned the rest of the couch and saw Ben and Joe, but you couldn’t recall Rami ever mentioning, or even showing you a photo of, the girl he was with.

Was she the reason why he had been so secretive in London?

“Y/N,” Rami finally said. You noticed how his arm still lingered around the girl, as if he forgot he had pulled her close in the first place. “I was looking all over for you. Where were you?”

‘Looking all over for you’, my ass, you thought bitterly to yourself. It looked like Rami hadn’t even left his spot on the couch since both of you arrived at the party.

“I was right where I said I would be.” You managed to spit out. Gwilym glanced at you, then to Rami, then back to you nervously. He could see what was going on. He looked just as confused as you felt.

“Uh, this is, um,” Rami stuttered, running his free hand through his hair. “This is Lucy.”

She smiled at you, much too friendly for your liking. 

“Hi Y/N,” Lucy greeted you warmly. “It’s lovely to meet you. Rami said you’re a friend?”

Oh no he didn’t.

You were bristling with anger now. Or maybe you were actually shaking, at this point you couldn’t tell. Everything you were feeling seemed to blend together and form one ultimate goal:

Get the absolute fuck out of here. 

You forced yourself to nod. “Nice to meet you.” You managed through clenched teeth. You locked eyes with Gwilym for a split second, and that’s when you broke. 

Tears began to spill down your cheeks and you spun on your heel quickly so that no one else would see how fragile you were. You heard Rami call your name, but you didn’t care. You just had to leave. This was a bad dream, this was all just a bad dream.

So why hadn’t you woken up yet?

You flagged down a cab as soon as you got outside. As you stared at the venue from the window, you were almost expecting Rami to come running out after you. You were hoping he would try and stop you, yank open the taxi door and beg you to stay. You’d be angry, definitely, but you’d stay for him.

But you never saw him near the entrance as your taxi drove away. You never saw him at all.

It was after you had gotten changed into more comfortable clothes and taken off your makeup that you finally decided to reply to the twenty-plus texts Rami had been sending you relentlessly. His messages begged you to come back at first, but they gradually transitioned to demanding where you were. He was afraid. 

You felt bad for leaving him hanging, but then you remembered how you felt at the party. 

It was only when he sent you a rather long text, expressing just how afraid he was for you, claiming he had been searching the entire venue for half an hour now and still couldn’t find you, that you decided to reply with three words:

I’m at home, you typed quickly before turning your phone on silent and burrowing under your blanket on the couch. Your phone lit up as Rami sent a series more of texts your way, but you ignored him once more. You didn’t have the energy to reply any further.

An hour later, you heard the door unlock. You kept your gaze fixed on the TV screen in front of you. Everything felt heavy. You just wanted to disappear.

“Why did you do that? I was so fucking worried about you!” You heard Rami exclaim as he closed the door behind him. You rolled your eyes.

“Hello to you too.”

“Why did you leave the way you did?” He demanded once more. Rami walked into the living room and snatched the remote off the couch. The TV went black in an instant, but you still gazed emptily at the screen. 

“Why didn’t you tell me about Lucy?” You countered. You heard him sigh exasperatedly. 

“Y/N, Lucy’s just a friend-”

“Oh, like how I’m ‘just a friend of yours’ to her too?” You demanded, feeling a surge of energy run through your veins as you pushed yourself off the couch and stood across from Rami. You glared at him, and he sent fire right back.

“You should’ve told me where you were going, you shouldn’t have left like that!” He exclaimed, going back to his initial argument. “If you didn’t reply after the fifty-something texts and calls I sent you, I would’ve been driving around all of fucking LA trying to find you!”

“Rami, you left me by myself at the goddamn bar for over an hour!” You yelled. The tears came back in an instant as you raised your voice, and you swiped them away angrily with the back of your hand. “You said you would be back in a few minutes and you never fucking showed up!”

You saw something switch in his eyes just then. He took a step back, as if you had physically hit him. 

“Shit,” Rami hissed. “Y/N, I’m so sorry, I forgot you said that-”

“I’m not done.” You interrupted. You took a step towards him. “You have no idea how it feels, to try and find someone in a crowd while the entire time it feels like you’re being suffocated! And then I find you with her and she tells me you told her I’m only your ‘friend’? Do you know how that feels?”

“Y/N, I can explain-”

“Oh, please do!” You exclaim, throwing your hands up in defeat. “I’d love it if you could start at the part where you arrived in London, I really want to hear about that.”

Rami sighed, unwilling to meet your gaze. 

“Lucy and I... she helped me work through Freddie. As a character.”

You frowned. “What does that even mean?”

“I stayed in character as Freddie even when we weren’t filming.” He explained slowly. You could hear his voice begin to tremble. “And as Freddie, I really got along with Lucy, she was everything he needed-”

“But you’re not Freddie Mercury.” You whispered. You shut your eyes as you realized Lucy was the reason you barely heard from Rami while he was in London. “You’re Rami Malek. You have a girlfriend, you have me.”

Silence stabbed the both of you like tiny knives. Neither of you wanted to speak first.

“Why did you do it?” You finally asked. “What were you trying to accomplish?”

“I missed you,” Rami answered. Tears had begun to trail down his face now as well. “The distance between us, it was hard...”

“So your solution was to hook up with your co-star?” You demanded.

There was only silence from Rami.

“You know,” you began, as you grabbed your coat out of the closet and shrugged it on. “I tried so hard to maintain a relationship with you despite the distance. I did everything I could to keep in touch with you, but when you were in London you shut yourself off from me. Now I know why.” You grabbed your keys from the hook beside the door.

“Where are you going?” Rami asked urgently, rushing over to you with panic in his eyes. You inhaled sharply.

“I’m going out.” You whispered, feeling a new set of tears spring forward as Rami wrapped a trembling hand around your wrist. It was his fragile way of trying to get you to stay.

“Please,” You managed to choke out. “Don’t touch me.”

“Y/N-”

“Maybe someone else can help you for now,” you added as you unlocked the door. “I don’t know what more I can do.”

“Stay.” Rami begged. His lip trembled. “Please, Y/N, stay.”

You longed so badly to just run back in his arms, embrace him tightly, and just cry. You wanted to tell him you weren’t going anywhere. But after the way he made you feel tonight, after what you saw, after those months of barely hearing from him in London, you knew staying was not the right thing to do. Not right now.

“Come find me when you figure things out.” You answered, your voice cracking. “Goodbye, Rami.”

[lilmajorshawty]

8th house; Once you Fall In Love...🌑♥️

8th house cusp Aries or in Aries decan/mars:

Once in love you’re aggressive, a bit intense and overlwhelmimg. In a sense you become a demanding person and want them all to yourself. You’re a bit more quarrelsome and can lack dimplaomcy. You’re much more assertive but you may invite a bit more strife into the union than you’d like to. You are so raw and so loving and physical intimacy becomes extremely important. Sex becomes much more passionate and often times very rough.

8th house cusp Taurus or in Taurus decan/venus:

Once in love you’re sturdy, you can be a bit redundant and predictable but in a very secure way. You’ll likely cling to doing things in a particular accustomed fashion and would rather your lover follow suite. You’ll often become possessive and immovable when it comes to them. Physical intimacy and touch is going to be very important to you and you’ll likely show your love for them by being constantly physically affectionate or enduring when they cannot. You’ll often try to serve as a brick wall for them in some way if you can and likely will derive much happiness from being of service to them. Sex will sort of be like a warm and pleasurable release and won’t be done with so much pressure! It’ll just be a fun but heartfelt bonding extension of your love.

8th house cusp Gemini or Gemini decan/mercury:

You’ll become a lot more of a cautious thinker when it comes to them. For you you’ll need a lot of sit downs and talks in order to feel secure in the love union. You’ll likely talk quite a bit especially when you’re upset with them. For you once you’re in love words become everything, even more than the sex or the jobs or the careers or even the kids-the most important aspect of all of that is being able to talk to one another in a healthy manner. It’s likely you’ll want to hear from them all the time and that talking will be a huge source of the love between you and them. You’ll partake in playful sex with them, sexting, pillow talking or even just talking dirty to get the ball rolling.

8th house cusp Cancer or cancer decan/moon:

Once in love it’ll be very, very hard for you to deal with them without having intense emotional reactions. It’s likely you’ll be driven to tears on more than one occasion by them and to them it may seem out of the blue but in your eyes it’s merely that you’ve finally fallen for them and now your emotions are all laid out in the table. It’s going to become hard for you to think in a way that’s fundamentally grounded or mature as your emotions will now be involved in every choice and interaction. You’ll likely be very gentle with them sexually and need a lot of emotional coaxing before you do it.

8th house cusp Leo or Leo decan/sun:

You’ll become far more egotistical once in love and that doesn’t mean you’ll become a dick it just means that you’ll likely loose sight of your lovers feelings from time to time because you view them as if they orbit around you and you passionately give your self to them not as two equals which can be problematic especially when issues arise and you’re to self invested to realize that you’re part of the problem. You do mean well though and tend to shower and even devour your lover in affection and praise once in love the only issue or fault is that you seem to think you can make everything better if you just give them all your attention and I just add attention alone isn’t enough to maintain a union so make sure to build on other aspects as well. You’ll become very passionate And loving with them sexually, wanting to merge your souls together.

8th house cusp Virgo or Virgo decan/Chiron:

You’ll be very grounded and service oriented with them once you fall for them. For you the need to care for them and ensure their happiness becomes your focal point! Albeit you become rather systematic and emotionally cool in your approach it’s really just that you’ve grown comfortable and even safe with them enough to feel like you can just be “calm” the desire to submit or even be at their bec-and call intensifies. You become very attentive and responsive sexually to them.

8th house cusp Libra or libra decan/Juno:

Once your fall in love you become incredibly tender to your lover. You can be very passive and likely avoid arguments or heated moments with them mainly because you don’t want them to be hurt in any way. You’re likely to keep the peace at all cost and be very diplomatic and even sensitive to them and their needs. A strong desire to protect and listen to them always becomes important to you. Sexually you love to have it with them and sex only gets better over time the main thing is that you are turned on when they are and okay with not having it if they’re not feeling like that in the moment.

8th house cusp Scorpio or Scorpio decan/Pluto:

You become very intense and possessive! You detest any unloyal behavior and completely hand yourself over to them once you’ve fallen for them. In some ways you’ll test them but they’ve likely already past the test if they’ve made it this far. You’re highly sensual and sexual with them and love to dig and dive into their psyche and more emotional side In any way they allow you to. The desire to discover and understand your lover in every fashion and form is part of how you love. You want them entirely and seek a strong sexual expression with them CONSTANTLY

8th house cusp Sagittarius or Sagittarius decan/Jupiter

You become very laid back and bubbly around them once you fall! You want to make every time a good time for them and love to play with them and joke with them whenever you can. You in a way turn into even more of a romantic then you were before and make it your sole purpose to charm their pants off all over again. Making them happy and smiling becomes a sport for you and sex becomes a enlightening and also emotionally recharging experience for you two.

8th house cusp Capricorn or Capricorn decan/Saturn:

You become very stern and steadfast when you fall in love. The more relaxed and playful side of yourself fades and your treat them more like an obligation or responsibility! To most people this may sound kind of boring but you tend to focus on their well being and their safety more than anything else. For you taking care of them and providing In any way you can for them makes you happy and is a big way that you show your love! For you love isn’t flashy, it’s a traditional give and take the involves a conscious descision to have and to hold till death do you part. Sex becomes very passionate and sensual and usually has a bit of responsibility to it.

8th house cusp Aquarius or Aquarius decan/Uranus:

You become a bit detached once you fall for someone and this isn’t to say you loose interest or the feelings fade! Quite the contrary you actually love very intensely the main difference is that once you fall in love it can be that you start to see your lover as not only a lover but a close companion whom you can be your real wonky and obnoxious self with! You’re extremely understanding and warm with your lover giving them space when needed but also smothering them with love and affection every other second. You adore your lover and tend to be by there side constantly whilst also cultivating a healthy amount of distance when need be. Sex becomes more experimental and sweet natured once in love.

8th house cusp Pisces or Pisces decan/Neptune:

You become much more elusive and sentimental once in love. For you once your heart is included you struggle to define your feelings from theirs and can easily get caught in the cross hairs of emotional projection. You strongly desire to merge with them in every fashion and as result you can at times overwhelm yourself and your lover with how intense your emotions can be. You tenderly care for them and protect them as if they were the most fragile piece of glass in the world. Sex once you’re in love is a soul bonding experience and often leaves you depleted after so sex may slow down quite a bit once you fall in love.

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The Wrath of Mercury

anonymous said: Freddie x Trekkie!Reader (ask the Star Trek fandom if you need help, we’re nice)

(a/n: it’s been a HOT MINUTE since i’ve seen wrath of khan - which, btw, if you haven’t, WATCH IT. best ST movie imo - so excuse me if i got anything off hehe. this is kind of a short imagine for me, but i didnt want to bore anyone w the details of star trek in case they’re not a fan!!! and im tired af from work so this is the best i could do. also, gif credits to @imladrs​ tysm ily)

Freddie had never been known to let anyone deter him when he had his mind made up on something. He was stubborn, to a fault, and you appreciated him for that. It was a good quality to have in his line of work, which was cutthroat at best.

But sometimes, it really pissed you off.

“Freddie, please just watch the movie with me!” you begged, tugging on his hand as he tried to rise off the couch. He sighed and stood still, waiting for you to stop pulling on his arm.

You’d tricked him into having a movie night with you instead of going out, and you didn’t tell him that you’d be watching The Wrath of Khan until you’d already started the movie. You hadn’t seen it because you’d been on tour with him when it had been released, so you’d managed to snag a copy of it and now here you were, pleading with him to just sit down and watch it with you.

“I don’t want to watch it, Y/N, you know how much the one a few years ago bored me,” he reminded you, his eyebrow raising as you pouted at him and gave him the saddest puppy dog eyes you could manage. His cigarette hung out of his other hand loosely, almost threatening to fall as he furrowed his eyebrows at you. “Don’t give me that look, you litt-“

“Fred! Just a couple hours, that’s all I’m asking.”

He toyed with the idea, knowing that he’d never hear the end of it if he said no, but also really not wanting to watch another uninteresting movie about living spaceships and William Shatner. It was Brian’s territory, all this space stuff, and he wasn’t a fan. “Let me think about it,” he murmured, mulling over the idea as he took another drag.

But, you ended up making up his mind for him when you kissed his knuckles and then rested your head against his hand. “Fred, please,” you whined softly, pressing your cheek against the back of his hand and looking up at him through your lashes.

“Damn you,” he muttered, trying not to smile as he plopped back down on the couch and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. You were fatally adorable when you gave him that look, and you knew it. As annoyed as he was trying to act, he still wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close when you snuggled up to his side, and he rested his head on yours. “Now, is this going to be as terrible as the last one?” he asked, making you giggle.

“I don’t know, Fred,” you quickly replied, wrapping your arms around his torso and staring intently at the screen.

“Because if it is, I’m leaving, I’m just saying that now. Star Trek is Brian’s favorite, not mine,” he continued, huffing softly and appearing slightly irritated that he was actually watching this right now. “God, I bet I hate this. You really like this?”

“My friends said it was the best movie they’d seen in a while. Brian raved about it. Now hush, Fred.” Kirk was leading some trainees in a battle simulation, and you were interested to see where this movie was headed. You hadn’t heard anything about what it was like besides some friends telling you it was incredible, so you were excited to watch and hoped that Freddie would keep his mouth shut. He did, at least for a while – after a certain point, he was bound to be curious.

“Who’s that, darling?” Freddie asked when Khan appeared on screen, and you rolled your eyes and didn’t answer. As if on cue, two seconds later, Chekov said his name, and Freddie made a noise of acknowledgement as he played with the hem of your shirt absentmindedly. He hated to admit it, but this movie was already loads better than the 1979 one, and he was way more entertained than he’d expected to be.

The questions did stay to a minimum, and you didn’t say it out loud, but you knew Freddie’s feigned apathetic stance towards the movie was getting harder and harder for him to pull off. He was actually invested, and you knew it, which made you grin as you watched. His grip on your shirt got tighter as Khan fired at the Enterprise, and remained tight throughout the entirety of that scene.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” he breathed out once the Reliant retreated, looking at you. “What’s going to happen?”

You laughed and reached up to pat his cheek gently, shrugging before looking back at the screen. “I told you love, I haven’t seen this movie yet! I’m as clueless as you. Now, hush.”

He whined, clinging onto your shirt as he scooted closer. “I tell you what, stop telling me to hush. I’m a grown man.”

“And you’re talking like a child in a movie theater, dear,” you reminded him, making it his turn to pout. You laughed at the insulted look on his face, and quickly kissed him on the cheek, then turned your eyes back to the screen again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. You’re not like a child.”

But your words fell on deaf ears, for he was already focused on the movie again, his eyes glazed over. And now he was so into it, that he didn’t speak again until you neared the end of the Mutara Nebula battle.

“What in the bloody hell was that?!” he exclaimed, sitting upright whenever Spock nerve pinched McCoy and entered the engine room.

“Freddie, you’re spoiling it!” you laughed, pulling him back down to your level and wrapping an arm around his shoulders, then placing your hand over his mouth. “I’m going to have to pinch you like that if you don’t shut it!”

Freddie replied, but it was incoherent and muffled against your hand, so you ignored him as you both watched Spock bring the power back to function. Freddie didn’t realize just how serious that was until he realized Kirk was talking to a dying Spock, and you couldn’t help but tear up a bit at the scene. Leonard Nimoy’s character always held a special place in your heart, so logical, so cool, that you were somewhat devastated by this happening.

And you didn’t realize Freddie was too, until one of his tears hit the top of your hand during Spock’s funeral, and you looked up to see he was full on crying, just as Saavik was. “Fred,” you gasped, letting go of his mouth and staring in disbelief as he sniffled and wiped away his tears quickly, refusing to look at you.

“What? Leave me alone,” he quickly muttered, watching the screen and holding back further tears as he pretended to be unbothered. You saw the reflection of Spock’s coffin in Freddie’s watery eyes, and you smiled widely as you saw him shed another tear as it landed on Genesis. “Oh, fuck me,” he finally whispered, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes and laying face down in your lap as you laughed in pure happiness.

“You liked it!” you cheered, running your hand over his hair and petting it gently as he laid on your lap, unmoving. “You liked it, you liked it, you bloody liked it!”

He groaned in agony as you cheered, knowing you’d been right all along, and refused to sit up as you grinned ear to ear. “Ugh, stop, fuck off and die,” was all you could get in response, and that just made you laugh harder because you knew he meant it in the most affectionate way. He pressed a quick peck of a kiss to the top of your thigh right after, confirming your assumption as his mustache scratched against your skin.

“Freddieeeee,” you drawled out in a singsong voice, crawling off the couch and kneeling in front of it. He laid there limply, his flushed face squished against the couch and dark eyes bloodshot from the crying, and the sight was enough to make your heart soften as you reached up to cup his cheek gently. “Was it good, love?” you asked, your voice softer now that you’d gotten the gloating out of your system.

“Yeah,” he croaked out, sniffling again and rubbing his eyes. “Yeah, it was really good. I quite liked it.”

The same grin reappeared on your face, and Freddie rolled his eyes as he realized you were about to cheer again. Laying on the floor next to the couch, you threw your arms up in the air in triumph. “Woo! What a rush.”

“Oh, you’re such a gracious winner, love,” Freddie grumbled, crawling off the couch to lay next to you. You scooted over, letting the gracious winner in you make space for the poor man who’d just lost face in front of you. But there was a ghost of a smile playing at Freddie’s lips, and he pressed a kiss to your shoulder before pinning you down and tickling you, laughing as you squealed and wriggled around, making futile attempts to escape his wrath. “But guess what? I’m a sore loser!

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My Baby Does Me: Chapter 5

POV: John Deacon x reader

Notes: Whelp, I got carried away by Freddie in this one, guys. We will rejoin our regularly scheduled program in Chapter 6 

Warnings: Swearing?

Abstract: You share a closet with a famous Queen.

You were in the closet with Freddie Mercury, holding a string. Could this night get any more bizarre? You immediately chastised yourself for jinxing it. You had the distinct feeling anything could happen in Freddie and Jim’s home. This had more to do with Freddie, you guessed, but you couldn’t deny the magic of this night and this place.

Freddie was as fascinated by the string as one of his cats might have been. To him it was more than a trinket from the party downstairs. He knew Deacy was sentimental to a fault, and somehow this balloon string meant something to him beyond its basic utility. But what? How best to find out?

Freddie looked from the string to you, deciding best how to phrase his words. His raw charisma was unmatched by anyone you had ever seen. Every gesture, every touch was laced with elegance, every word, every glance was intentional. Some might say he was affected and fraudulent even, but that wasn’t it, that didn’t touch it; he was stylized, particular, and commanding. There was absolutely nothing fake about Freddie Mercury.

“Y/N, dear?”

“Yes, Freddie?” Your voice sounded far away.

“Did something happen to you and Deacy with that string?” His eyebrows jumped scandalously.

You were sure he was implying something akin to being tied up. Admittedly, you felt a little tongue-tied, though that had nothing to do with this string. Going over the events of the past half hour, you felt somewhat surprised at yourself and unsure if you could trust your memory. It felt like those moments in the cupboard with John Deacon had happened to someone else, someone more interesting, someone more beautiful. Maybe this string was all the proof you needed to remind yourself of what had transpired. You kissed and kissed and kissed a man over and over and over. It had happened. And it wasn’t just any man, but John Deacon, bassist of Queen. And here you were standing next to Freddie Mercury talking about a string Deacy had given you only moments before. The absurdity of this made you burst into hysterical trills of laughter. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the natural high from making out with someone you couldn’t take your eyes off of, someone you couldn’t stop thinking about, maybe it was the larger than life presence of Freddie Mercury. You weren’t sure.

Freddie laughed with you, “Are you trying to tell me he did tie you up?”

“No, not at all!”

“And you’re disappointed he didn't?” Freddie winked at you. “Really, men just need a little encouragement then they’re ready to play the game, darling.”

“I usually don’t do this.” You slumped against the wall. Deep in thought, you slid to the ground.

“What? Talk with queers in closets? Quick! Should we oust ourselves?”

You knew he was trying to make you laugh; he was performing for you. “I don’t typically carry on with men, or with rock-stars, and I definitely don’t just make out with them at the drop of a hat.”

“Really? I used to do it all the time!” Freddie joined you on the floor with a flourish.

“Which--men or rock-stars?” You asked cheekily.

“Both! I recommend it highly. All you beautiful people should be making out all the time, if you ask me.”

“You must mean everyone but me,” You adjusted your glasses, frowning slightly. Freddie studied you closely, looking confused. You shook your head, “I’m not. I mean, I know the ‘everyone is pretty in their own way kinda line.’ I’ve always been the smart one, or the ‘oh at least she has nice eyes’ one; the one with the good personality; I’m not the pretty one, trust me.”

Freddie rumbled, sighing deeply. He knew about insecurity. A stranger in a strange land, surrounded by adoring fans who expected him to act a certain way continually. It was tiring to always be someone else, to never have anyone to share your true self with. Ever since he could remember he had been teased about his overbite, his ethnicity, his flamboyance, his identity, his sexuality; what often gets overlooked is how adversity often makes the weak strong, and the enemy petty and to be pitied. Well, here he was, in white hot-pants, a full-length red cape, lined in regal white fur, and an honest to god crown; he wasn’t about to let anyone tell him who he had to be, or what he was, or that who he was wasn’t acceptable. Life means absolutely nothing until you can be who you are out loud. Hiding wasn’t ever anything he was interested in or good at.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Freddie?” You were both sitting on the floor of the pantry, just two old friends sharing confidences.

“You know what you’re doing, don’t you?”

“What? Contemplating the course of my entire life?”

“You’re feeling sorry for yourself. And, dear, what really irritates me about it is you’re feeling sorry for yourself for having a good time. You’re beating yourself up because you don’t believe you deserve what happened in here, whatever that may have been.”

You wanted to fight him, you wanted to protest. But you couldn’t because you knew he was right. You weren’t a child; you were an adult, and old enough to know the difference between rationality and self-delusion. You weren’t being fair to yourself. Why were you deliberately trying to ruin what had happened between you and Deacy? What use was it to self-sabotage the moments you had shared? It was that beast in the back of your mind, the one that made you feel less than, the one that said you’re not good enough; it was awake in your mind, ready to pounce over every good thing that had happened tonight. Yet, here was this relative stranger, this rock-star front-man, this talented musician, sitting here telling you to knock it the fuck off. He didn’t need to do it; all Freddie saw was a person in need, and without even thinking of the consequences, here he was, beating away the darkness in your mind. He was too good to be true. And you couldn’t deny the accuracy of his words.

Since your teen years, however, you were suddenly in a world where everyone was compared to everyone else. Where standards were unreachable, unrealistic, and designed to separate people from each other instead of bringing them together. Instead of believing in yourself, in your own inherent worth, you belittle yourself, and destroyed your own happiness. What you and Deacy did happened to you and because you wanted it and he wanted you. You deserved it. Now if only you could really believe it.

Freddie took your hand in his, “Listen,” he said, “I don’t do that anymore. I used to, but not anymore. I don’t feel sorry for myself. And now that we’re friends, you don’t either. I don’t intend to let you. Deacy’s girlfriend won’t be down on herself unless she truly has reason for it.”

Looking into his brown eyes, you couldn’t help falling a little love with him. No one had ever put it that clearly to you before in such terms of finality. Feeling sorry for yourself for drama you create in your own head was pointless. Here we are again, our own worst enemies.

You didn’t know how to express your gratitude for his words, so instead, you said, “I’m not Deacy’s girlfriend.”

“Not yet.” His smile was conspiratorial. There was a glint in his eyes that made you feel like he always knew a secret, always had a hidden truth in his pocket. “Now, do I have to bitch at you more, or are we on the same page?”

“Same page, definitely. Though, if you wanted to bitch at me more, I’d let you.” You both laughed, and he patted your hand affectionately before letting go of it.

“Believe me, I’ve already done enough bitching tonight. I’m going to need to be contrite the rest of the evening, I wager.”

“Would that have to do with the chandelier?” You ventured a guess worth guessing.

“Jim is going to be disappointed. I do hate letting him down.” His frown was extravagant.

“Like you let the chandelier down?”

Freddie’s eyes flashed mischievously at you, “Well, I was caught up in the moment! and it really was the flashiest distraction I could think of…” This was pure drama; he tilted his head up, and swung an imaginary sword in the air like Errol Flynn.

“You dropped a chandelier from the ceiling to win at sardines?”

Freddie straightened out the creases in his cape, “Well, it does seem a bit foolish now, doesn’t it?”

“A bit?”

“Well only a bit, darling, considering there’s no way we can possibly win now.”

“I didn’t know you were all so competitive.”

“Oh, honey, we fight over EVERYTHING. Lyrics, politics, pizza toppings, tempo, fashion, where to eat for breakfast, legal words in scrabble, what order tracks should be on our albums, whether Godfather Part II is superior to the first one, and on and on. Really, it’s our favorite hobby, arguing with each other. You’d think the music, but no. You know, it’s purely by habit at this point we haven’t gone our separate ways.”

“That and you all clearly love each other, and love what you create together.”

Freddie’s eyes softened considerably, “Well, yes, that too. I’m surprised they put up with me. Honestly, I’m a basket-case, relentless; I never give in, and I don’t care what anyone thinks about me.”

“I admire that; I wish I had that.”

“Oh, you will someday.” He delicately waved a hand at you,  “Either someone will push you hard enough and you’ll erupt out of that shell you’ve crafted for yourself, or you’ll get tired of always putting yourself second.”

“Deacy’s very mysterious.”

“Mysterious?” He was shaking his head, “He’s easy. He’s a walking contradiction in monochromatic outfits.”

“You think that’s easy?” You asked half-impressed half-disbelieving.

“After the people I’ve dated, yes.” He could tell you weren’t convinced. “Look at it like this: you’re famous, and it is like walking on a tightrope 24/7 darling, and maybe you’re in one of those spangly bodysuits hoping some small umbrella will keep you from falling flat on your arse.” He laughed, but his eyes were serious and dark. “Then! Suddenly, you fall.” He clapped his hands together loudly, making you jump. “And you don't fall onto some sensuous mattress, your lover waiting for you; no, you tumble into a crowd of people. The people who are always wanting a piece of you, needing to know what you're wearing tonight, who you’re fucking, who you want to fuck, what you’re next project is, if you really were out with Elton last night? Is it true what such and such tabloid printed about you last week?” He was speaking faster and faster and you knew the truth of his words ran deep into his heart. “Was it true what your ex said about you on that program? Were you seen doing cocaine at whatever club? Are the rumors true about trouble in the band?  

“And it’s endless questions and lies, and it never stops. Not until they have every piece of you on display. Nothing is yours anymore; it’s theirs. How do you be yourself in that kind of ruthless swarm, darling? What would you do? What do you hide away? What do you keep for yourself? How do you keep yourself alive? What do you lie about to protect yourself, to protect those you love? How does it work? Being in the public eye and being private? You start to develop this second-skin literally, a persona that takes care of you. Though, this protection makes it harder to be yourself when the time calls for it. Maybe you aren’t even sure who you are anymore? Or even what that means.

“We all cope in whatever way we can; Deacy and I cope the same exact way. Yes, he’s not as outlandish as I am, but that is what is expected of me. He’s the bassist, they’re supposed to be elusive, quiet, enigmatic, sharp; and yes, he is those things in the public eye, but in private, well, you’ve seen him; he’s got his own brand of outlandish, outrageous swagger, charm, and daring. Still sharp as a tack and as deadly as an asp. Out there, he’s the musician they expect, the silent partner who writes the most heartfelt songs for me to sing, but he’s more than that. We all are. Well, maybe except Roger.”

You laughed together.

“It’s easy to pick on, Rog. He’s the strongest of us all though. Him and Brian. Strong as the sun, those dazzling men.”

“I had never thought about fame in those terms before, Freddie.” You were overwhelmed with what these men went through just to be successful artists. As someone following, hopefully, down the same path, you wondered if you were up to the challenge. “I’m sorry it is so consuming.”

Freddie grinned, “They haven’t discovered the person capable of consuming me yet, dear. We like it, Y/N. We must or we wouldn’t do it. We’d retire and do something else. Something,” he shuddered, “normal. It’s not the kind of men we are, to shy away from what we want.”

“Does that include women?”

“Deacy won’t let you go without a fight. Nothing will get in his way of possessing you, of belonging to you.”

“We’ve only just met; it’s ridiculous.”

“There it is again, that negative voice. Just enjoy the ride and take it at your own speed. Just because it appears he’s settled with you doesn’t mean he’ll pluck up the courage to tell you that for months. He’s romantic, yes, but not insane. He’d just die of embarrassment if he scared you away.”

“So would I, I mean, if I did something to scare him away.”

Freddie shrugged like a 1940’s starlet, “You won’t. You also aren’t stupid; he’d never be interested in you if you were; he’s a man of taste. Too bad he’s not queer.” He sighed regretfully.

“I’d fight you for him, Mr. Mercury!”

“And you’d probably win. I’m a bit too nelly to fight you on my own.” He mimed boxing you.

“How long before they send out a search party?”

“Could be days!” He gasped, “Why don’t we rejoin what’s left of the game?”

Freddie stood, then offered his hand to help you up. “Before we part ways, can I let you in on a little secret?”

You nodded.

“I know where Lydia is hiding already.” Freddie whispered.

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Lizard’s Baby Head cannons

Fandom: The Hills Have Eyes Request: LOVE IS STORED IN THE LIZARD because of that do you think you could do something where reader and lizard are expecting a baby? And what happens when the babies born and reactions to if it's a 'normal' or 'mutant' AN: I wrote this more as a headcannon just so I could give a version with and without mutation. I hope this is okay with you 😊 - When you first found out you were pregnant, the first thing that cross your mind was fear. It was unplanned and unexpected. You had Lizard had never really spoke about children before. Sure, you took care of the little ones, but you had never really planned to have kids. Your life style was so… different. You were a vital part of the town and how it functioned. And that role came with dangers. You could be hurt or killed if you weren’t carful. In fact, it could get everyone killed if you weren’t carful. It was just something that hadn’t crossed your mind before. But then you ended up sitting in the bathroom, clutching the pregnancy test and you suddenly had to deal with a whole new world of problems. the first of which, was telling Lizard. You had been so worried and yet for no reason. - When you had told him, he grinned, his eyes falling to your stomach. He became a lot more affectionate as your pregnancy advanced. The whole family became a hell of a lot more protective over you and the new baby. - The men in the village refused to let you close to any action at all. If there was a big kill, you had to stay as far away as possible. Lizard and Goggle set up traps around the house to alert you if anyone was in the house. Lizard put locks on every door both inside and out so you either trap and run or barricade yourself in. - Ruby and Pluto always had to come with you to the station when you had to ‘work’. They were there in case anything went wrong. - Ruby would bring you names. Sometimes she found them in books or magazines she got from the station. She would circle the names in red pen or cut the pages/name out to give to you. Eventually, you would end up with a kitchen table full of names and you would have to drag Lizard in to sit with you and decide. Much to your surprise, he would gladly sit for hours speaking through names with you. - Lizard would like to place his hand on your swollen stomach. - The first time the subject of any mutations was approached, you were lying in bed with him. You had awaken from a nightmare where he left because of the childs deformities. He listened to you sobbing and spluttering before taking your hands in his own. He would assure you that wouldn’t care what the child looks like. It was a part of you, and he would love anything that came from you. Mutant: - When you first lay eyes on your child, you couldn’t help but smile. Your heart burst with love for the baby in your arms that you almost didn’t notice its cleft lip. Because, to you, that wasn’t really a deformity. You loved Lizard and his lip had never caused you any issue. - Lizard would apologies, stepping back from you both. You would look at him in confusion before realising what he was thinking. He thought that the child’s cleft lip was his own fault because of his own. - You reached out your hand to Lizard, who instantly took it and stepped closer to the bed. “hes got your eyes. Aren’t they beautiful. Hes perfect.” You smile, bouncing the baby in your arms as it gurgled happily. Lizard would instantly relax. - Lizard knew that a cleft lip was apparently rather easy for doctors to fix nowadays. He knew he would never be able to get his own done, because of his disformed jaw and, you know, killing record. But maybe they could look into it when the baby was older. He certainly wouldn’t mind if you took the child to the hospital and got the lips fixed because it might give the baby a better life in the future. - Lizard knew all too well that this life was difficult, and he was surprised enough that you chose to stay. He wouldn’t make his own son think that he has no choice. Normal: - Lizard couldn’t believe his eyes when the baby arrives, and it is perfect. Everything about the baby was right. Propositions, fingers, limbs, eyes, everything. - “Hes perfect.” You smile, lovingly. - “just like you.” Lizard would whisper to you, collapsing to his knees by your side and pressing a kiss to your head. He would reach out to the baby, expecting it to flinch away or cry. But it doesn’t. a small hand wraps around his middle finger, pulling his hand to the baby’s mouth as it seems to investigate with small, toothless bites and tastes. - “just like daddy.” You laugh, shooting Lizard a wink which made him laugh. A dark joke lost on the baby’s innocent mind. - The baby would have everyone in the village wrapped around its little finger from the start. Even Big Brain would allow you to change the channel on the TV if the baby wanted to watch a kid program. - Ruby, Goggle and Pluto took their new roles very seriously. Ruby loved being referred to as ‘aunty’, and Goggle and Pluto were thrilled by their ‘uncle’ title. Goggle is pretty sure his name is one of the first words the baby says. Well, it said ‘gogggg’ while biting on a teething ring, so you didn’t know if that counts. But you couldn’t bring yourself to tell Goggle that. Ruby came every night to read a bedtime story to the baby, no matter what. Pluto liked to stand over the baby’s crib and entertain them with toys. - Venus and Mercury would play with their new baby, trying to show him all their favourite toys and play things, but you had to keep an eye on them, especially when they got older. - The baby was a product of both you and Lizard. Mama had always said you two were partners in crime as children, so having you two rolled into one along with Venus and Mercy (who were known for making their own ‘fun’) meant you kept a close eye on the three of them. - Even Hades clan would adore the child. Once they had come to speak to Jupiter and Hades had seen the child. “Strong boy. Grows up strong.” He nodded, as if he somehow knew the future. Whatever the reason he said that, the baby had the blessing of the clan. - Lizard would take to being a father a little hesitantly at first. He would be too afraid of hurting the child or scaring them. He would certainly make sure you are both taken care of and that no harm comes to you. The times he cherishes are when you are both lying in bed with the baby on your chest. You might have dozed off and the baby is asleep, but he couldn’t pry his eyes off his child. - Slowly but surely, Lizard would quickly learn how to pick them up properly and bond with them. - Lizard would shield the gore from the child for as long as possible. But the child was Lizard son, and so when it came to gore, the child didn’t seem to mind at all. - Lizard made sure to treat you like a queen. You gave him your unconditional love and affection which was more than he deserved, but now a child as well? He would vow to protect his family at all costs. Because they were perfect to him.

[cerastes]

Something I wanted to ask you a few days ago but then you suddenly actually fucked off to the South Pole: Can I ask about your tabletop characters? I know there's Rasmus and a someone named Lisbeth, I think? Do you have more? I'm always up and eager to hear about fruits born from your disaster head.

I do not have more, it’s those two, my beautiful shit children. Rasmus is for my DnD game and Lisbeth is for my Fate Core game. It’d be A PLEASURE to regale you with The Lore:

If you’ve read my tabletop blogging posts, and you likely have given you’re asking about the good ol’ lovable Human Rogue, then you’re already somewhat familiar with Rasmus Kasper Istre. A 24 year old charlatan and swindler through and through, back in his port hometown, Rasmus was a notorious “fortune teller” that scammed many tourists and merchants, an act made easier by the innate superstitious nature of sailors, and while his daggers are sharp, it’s his creativity that cuts deeper, fighting being his very last option as he will always attempt to fool, sabotage and trick others first, only brandishing harm if there’s no other choice. In stark contrast with his enthusiasm when it comes to taking money from others, Rasmus is vehemently opposed to taking lives unless it’s on self-defense or if the one relinquishing their life deserves it, a philosophy he sticks to even if it bites him in the ass. This is, in fact, what triggers his escape from his town: He swindled the riches right out of a big-time Elf magnate, disabled his bodyguard that came gunning for him some time later and even had the perfect chance to off him, yet refused to do so because, as he learned during his time hiding from him, the magnate is actually a really honest if grumpy guy who treats his subordinates fairly and with love, and he’s not about to take that life, opting instead to hit the road. He used to dual wield daggers, but lost one of the daggers during a sky-high encounter with wyvern riders, using an enchanted gauntlet imbued with lightning in the spur of the moment to fight with fist and blade, and he liked how it worked out, so now he uses the lightning gauntlet to deliver close-range blasts and electric grapples with the left hand while his deft dagger whistles with each swipe and lunge of his right. To not inconvenience himself and others, he wears a half cape draped over his left arm so he can touch things and people without thundershocking them or having to remove the gauntlet and risk being ambushed (wearing a glove in the middle of a fight is kinda hard!). He loves wearing cologne, especially one made with ghostshroom extract that he makes himself. People hate the strong smell of it at first but it sort of grows into them like an acquired taste or Stockholm Syndrome, and his favorite foods are juniper berries and beef jerky. Rasmus is 177 centimeters tall, has curly light brown hair, dull green eyes, wears his beard as a stubble, and has an average, fit build. Do NOT call him “Kasper” unless you’re in the mood for a bar fight. Mostly wears leather armor and has a thing for the color green.

Rasmus is childhood friends with Claudia, the party’s Human Wizard, and the two often snipe at each other with affectionate vitriol, although their attempts to screw the other over with money are very real. No hard feelings, though, that’s what it meant to grow poor in a port town, it’s your fault if something is taken from you. He doesn’t always see eye to eye with the Halfling Ranger (Ranger is rather kill-happy, which doesn’t sit well with Rasmus), and is buddy-buddy with the Orc Barbarian, especially when brothels and taverns are concerned. He currently is invested in helping the Orc Barbarian with his character arc whenever he can, as well as furthering his own Money Quest after accidentally starting a religion, the Solar Sect (it’s a long story). After enough deeds, the party received the blessings from Phantom Animal Lords from the wilderness, with Rasmus’ title being “Rabbit”; This is an inside joke referring to how my DM and the rest of my DnD group call Rasmus “Bugs Bunny” due to his trademark outlandish and creative ways of setting up the board to the party’s advantage and problem solving. Among his faithful, he is known as the Augur-spoken Prophet, and it’s really, really spiraling out of control. Initially, Rasmus and Claudia were supposed to hate each other, but Claudia’s player and I, IRL friends since a long time now, decided to make them shitlord friends instead. We were very involved with the creation of both characters and develop them continuously together now. Check the “Rasmus” tag in my blog for more anecdotes of his balls to the walls DnDventures.

Some of his deeds include:

Killing a seemingly unkillable hero by teleporting him high into the sky and letting gravity do the work, using a circumstantial item.

Strapping the corpse of said unkillable hero to a greatshield and creating an extremely powerful shield for our Barbarian to use whenever we need some nigh invulnerability.

Accidentally started a religion when he was accused of high heresy because he defiled the corpse of a hero by turning him into a shield.

Flirting with an Elf Priestess that turned out to be the magnate’s niece.

Flirting with her further anyway.

Naked Parkour in the Elf capital.

Wrapped his phony crystal ball with a chain and used it as an impromptu weapon after being disarmed, cracking a Chaos Dwarf’s skull with a nat 20 swing.

Earned the ‘Rabbit’ title, which apparently only happens once around every 3000 years, as the Rabbit Phantom Animal Lord is capricious and her favor only goes to those cheeky and cunning enough to both amuse her and impress her. Of all those, he’s apparently the second Human to ever have earned the title. Rasmus wears it with pride.

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The other is Lisbeth Elstad. Now, you’re no doubt thinking to yourself “Wow! No one has a name like that!” And you’re right! Consider that a stage name, or a pseudonym, if you will. In a setting that takes place in the real world after magic and everything from beyond turned out to be real and has suddenly become widespread public knowledge, 19 year old Lisbeth is incredibly inept at even the most basic magic tasks with two exceptions: Mana Layering, the act of creating sheets, layers, and shells of mana, and Alchemy, the ability to turn one thing into another through meticulous formulas and the Law of Equivalent Exchange. In addition to this narrow scope, Lisbeth has always found it oddly easy when it comes to assembling explosives ranging from homebrew fireworks to high-yield plastic explosive custom formulas such as batches of SEMTEX and C4. Finally, Lisbeth is a natural woman of science, a passionate love for biology, physics and chemistry pulsating within her noodle, unfit body. You could say she’s a Human Alchemist/Bombardier of some sort, but her most heartfelt wish is to become a doctor and pharmaceutic. Now, this probably paints the image of a kind, earnest girl that just wants to help out with a smile, right? Well! That’s not quite it! As noble as she sounds, Lisbeth is quite the thug otherwise. Think of her less as a friendly doctor in the making and more of a really shady back alley doc that looks like she came right out of a The Misfits music video. She tries, oh, lord she does, to come across as classy, eloquent, and elegant, but no matter how much Calvin Klein “One” you spray on a rabid boar, it is still a rabid boar, and as soon as her very little threshold of patience is usurped, the elegant business front crumbles and the reality of a violent, easily angered busybody who happily solves her problems with rocks to the back of the head and high yield explosives lays bare. She’s the foster daughter of a famous nomadic mercenary leader known as the Mercury Witch, leader of the White Silhouette, and worked on board their craft as assistant doctor, with the Witch forbidding Lisbeth of taking part on any training that might foster her latent violent tendencies in hopes of mellowing her out. One day, however, they took on a job in which Lisbeth and her mentor, Melicia, ended up unwittingly making REALLY Bad Drugs instead of the Good Medicine they thought they were making for supernatural creatures, Lisbeth found out, they found out she found out, shit hit the fan, everyone’s MIA.

Not much to say about her yet otherwise, as the game is still in its preliminary phase. Instead, I can tell you about the scrapped 27 year old version of Lisbeth that I heavily modified after we discussed things and realized I had to make her much younger for it to make sense with certain aspects of the plot. This version of Lisbeth is still very much the same in terms of abilities, but has quit the White Silhouette on her own terms and roams around as a masked vigilante that aids supernatural beings oppressed by humans and as a doctor that helps supernatural beings for free. Most of her time is devoted to finding locations that traffic supernaturals or pits them in underground arena fights and dismantles them with the superior firepower and flair of plastic explosives and some good ol’ infiltration. During her time in France, she was suddenly attacked by a girl in traditional Japanese priestess attire, inciting what nearly was a deathmatch between the two of them. As the mystery girl realized Lisbeth wasn’t her target, however, she immediately stopped and apologized. The girl, named Yamaoka Keiko, is a prophet and descendant of the Blind Dragons who could see the future. The problem, she explained, was that her eyes were stolen and replaced with ones that can see, and she hates it. She’s looking for whoever it is stole her blind, silver eyes to claim them back and go back to her peaceful, beloved life of comfortable darkness and peace back in her shrine. Lisbeth, however, seems to have a clue about who it could be that can steal and switch something like eyes without any difficulty, and believing this to be fate as well as her responsibility indirectly, offers to travel with Keiko in search for her eyes. The two become good friends over the course of 18 months of traveling together in this adventure, but Keiko takes an extremely grave wound one day and is left unable to move for a good while, even with all of Lisbeth’s medical knowledge. Finding herself alone and unsure of Keiko’s future, Lisbeth decides to join the official magic law enforcement outfit that she hates in order to gain access to their information network. I’ll probably use this version of Lisbeth for other things, since I don’t wanna scrap it, bwahaha, probably with Glock Elf and TechSlime (and same with Keiko).

Regardless of her version, Lisbeth has an intravenous hose installed inside of her arms that leads to a “cauldron” in her torso, utilizing “internal alchemy” to transform proteins and cells into other chemicals, which she then expels through holes on the palms of her hands. This way, she can spray, say, napalm out of her hands. Since she has absolutely no competence at all in the art of magic but has an innate talent when it comes to chemistry and alchemy, she instead “fakes” magic by creating concoctions with her knowledge. Lisbeth stands at 176 centimeters, has a lanky, thin physique, and wears silver contacts (which is why Keiko thought she had her eyes) and hair dyed a very light creamy blonde. She wears classy suits and long-skirted jumper dresses for the most part, with an Orthrus (two-headed wolf) pelt draped over her shoulders, both heads dangling off her left shoulder. Her choice of attire and appearance, much like her pseudonym, are all part of her “business front”. Despite her bluster, she’s rather cowardly, but also extremely resolute. Lisbeth is the kind of character that would usually be the NPC Shopkeeper that sells you potions and charges you a small fee to fully heal your party, but circumstance has thrown her right into the adventurer’s shoes, and now she has to deal with it crying, screaming, and complaining, but hey, at least she gets to put her knowledge of bombs to good use!

[spellbounds-malachai]

Rising Sign is in 29 Degrees Leo 

You love to be the center of attention and you want to appear strong, confident and dominant. You are very proud of yourself, sometimes quite vain even. When all around you are bedraggled and falling apart, you look like a million bucks! Very dignified and honorable, you enjoy the power and privilege, but not the responsibilities, that come with leadership. You are very idealistic but can also be quite stubborn. Others impress you only if they have integrity (but wealth, power and influence can also turn your head). You prefer rich, elegant surroundings and possessions, and will try to acquire them as your budget allows. Physically, you are very impressive - - at your best you have a regal, charismatic demeanor and bearing. Try not to be such a showoff! Sun is in 10 Degrees Gemini. 

You have a quick, bright and agile mind, but an extremely short attention span. You love the external, kaleidoscopic aspects of life, but you tend to avoid (and even fear) deep, close emotional involvements. As such, you seem to enjoy travel and sightseeing and generally being "on-the-go." You get quite listless when things around you become static and dull, but your excitement returns whenever you are stimulated by a new idea. Chatty, inquisitive and quite playful, you enjoy practical jokes and games in general. Your moods change quickly and often -- you are very restless and constantly in motion. You are known for your versatility and adaptability. Your vivaciousness enlivens any social gathering. Moon is in 16 Degrees Cancer. 

For the most part, you are very strong and secure emotionally. You intuitively know what to do to make others feel comfortable, loved, accepted and needed. You naturally enjoy feeding and taking care of others. Be careful that your mothering does not turn into smothering. At times, you tend to feel that those to whom you are attached can never do anything without your assistance and support. Extremely sensitive by nature, it hurts you deeply whenever anyone criticizes you. You have an almost desperate need to be loved and wanted and needed by everyone with whom you come into contact, and you go out of your way to be accommodating to them. Mercury is in 16 Degrees Gemini. 

Your mind is active, quick and agile. You are very restless and you get bored easily. Unless you receive constant mental stimulation, you become extremely nervous and begin to act in an unstable manner. You are probably a good student because of your natural inquisitiveness. You also love to travel. Your learning tends to be superficial, though, because you have a relatively short attention span. Try to develop the mental discipline to finish what you start. Also, you tend to talk on at times seemingly just to fill space -- make sure that your conversation has some substance to it or others will start avoiding you. Venus is in 19 Degrees Taurus. 

You are known to be a warm and affectionate person, and you tend to form long- lasting attachments. The reverse of this is that you can also be quite possessive once you have made a commitment. The beauty, luxury and comfort of your surroundings are important to you and you will devote much time and energy to making your home just right. Beware of your tendency toward self-indulgence, especially with respect to eating incorrectly. You also need outside stimuli to get you in gear When things come too easily for you, you can be lazy and indolent. Mars is in 03 Degrees Virgo. 

Very careful and systematic, you pay great attention to details. You are always seeking perfection and sometimes get bogged down searching for the ultimate when adequacy would have been sufficient. You dislike abstractions, preferring whatever is practical, useful and demonstrable. You have a strong and enduring sense of personal responsibility, and you demand that others be as responsible and upright as you are. Very critical of yourself and others, sometimes you carry this too far and become overly intolerant of others and their right to choose their own lifestyles. Jupiter is in 10 Degrees Sagittarius. 

You have a very strong sense of ethics and morality. You are widely read and may also be widely traveled because you are sincerely interested in expanding your knowledge of the world about you. At times, you have an annoying tendency to be self-righteous and preachy about your belief system. You are usually quite idealistic and you demand the right to be able to explore the entire world of experiences yourself. Remember to grant others the similar right -- be tolerant, not dogmatic. Saturn is in 23 Degrees Pisces. 

Your tendency to think that your life is out of control is based on an unreasonable fear, probably connected with an unfortunate experience with the person who filled the father figure role in your early life. Learn to take responsibility here and now for your own life. Try to stop having unrealistic expectations about guide figures. Remember that they are merely human, with all the same faults and self-doubts that you have. When you get confused or uncertain, try to simplify your lifestyle -- things will then become easier to bear. Uranus is in 00 Degrees Aquarius.  

You, and most of your peer group as well, are reformers at heart. You want to make positive changes that will benefit society as a whole. You are willing to devote your time and energy to see that they come about, especially if the proper group support and combined purpose of will can be found. Be careful that your devotion to group goals does not produce too much friction or neglect in your own interpersonal one-on-one relationships. Neptune is in 25 Degrees Capricorn. 

You, and your entire generation, will idealize work, practicality and the ability to attain reasonable goals. But, because you will also stress the need to be selfless and giving, you may find it difficult to attain your goals unless you have lowered your expectations on all fronts. Pluto is in 28 Degrees Scorpio. 

For your entire generation, this is a period of intense research and discovery in areas that were heretofore considered mysterious, remote or taboo. The root causes for many complex occurrences will be unearthed due to the intensity and thoroughness of the search. N. Node is in 05 Degrees Scorpio. 

You have a special aptitude for working by yourself, or with a like-minded group of dedicated individuals. Once you've committed yourself to a person or group or project, your loyalty and devotion are total until the group's goals have been realized. Not at all gregarious by nature, you're uncomfortable around strangers, greatly preferring to be in known and familiar situations. Others may regard you as shy or eccentric, but those who know you well are aware of the intense loyalty that you have to your friends.

[ladyofstardust]

Love is a Glitter Cannon in an Empty Pool

Word Count: 3.8k

Rating: T

Summary: In which Sarah gets her hands on a glitter cannon, owes 500 will o wisps a favour, and gives Jareth old cereal for his birthday. Everything goes exactly to plan.

Notes: Apartment-verse fic.  Set after the events of Carol of the Goblins.  I’m also posting them over at Ao3 in order if you’d prefer to read that way.

So true funny how it seems Always in time, but never in line for dreams Head over heels when toe to toe This is the sound of my soul

- True, Spandau Ballet

“Can you,” Sarah huffed, pushing on the extremely heavy iron base.  “Lift up the front just a littttttle? I just…want to get it into…the deep end.”

“Man, you are lucky I’m even letting you borrow this thing, let alone having me carry it into this pool.  It’s too heavy for that Sarah!” Laurel complained, letting the front of the cannon drop with a thud.

“No one will know!” She said, the base of the cannon unmoving against her shoulder.  “I promise we won’t break it.”

“You promise a lot of things for a woman trying to push a glitter cannon into an empty pool,” Laurel said appraising the situation.  “I’m half convinced you only picked this day because you knew I had that wedding to attend and cannot watch the absolute shitstorm this will be.”

“It won’t be a shitstorm, it’s going to be a glitter storm.” Sarah corrected, finally giving up the ghost on the glitter cannon, settling for its place in the shallow end.  “Also it’s his birthday, I didn’t pick it!”

This was…mostly true.  She knew Jareth had a birthday - everyone had a birthday!  But she didn’t know when it was. In fact, she was pretty sure he didn’t know either.  She’d bugged him and asked him enough, and every time he gave her a different date. Some of them weren’t even real dates as the 47th of Mercury wasn’t really something she could find on any of her calendars.  So the next time he threw out a (real) date she decided to run with it. His fault for not being more specific.

She’d been planning this for the last three months.  He was always doing these surprise romantic things for her.  It was easy enough for him to take her to Prague on a whim, or twirl her around skating on the frozen over bog.  Fine, points to King. But she had a friend who was an operations assistant for the local baseball team. The local baseball team that so happened to be in off-season.  That so happened to be in off-season with a currently unused glitter cannon. Then she found out her parents were going out of town, and their pool would be drained for the season, and the whole thing just started coming together.  

But Laurel couldn’t be there.  Sarah knew there was no way in hell she was getting unfettered access to that glitter cannon without Laurel insisting on attending.  Which in fairness, given that Sarah and Jareth had been a “thing” now for a while, Laurel was past irritated and solidly into suspicion.  She completely lucked out that her friend had to go to her brother’s wedding that weekend and couldn’t be there. This was her glittery shot for romance GK style and she was going all out.  

“Why does he like glitter so much anyways?” Laurel asked.  “It doesn’t even have a purpose.”

“Says the woman with the glitter cannon,” Sarah said with a smirk.  “And who even knows - maybe he was dropped on his head in the middle of studio 54 as an infant and the glitter invaded his cerebral cortex.  Or maybe David Bowie came to him in a dream and told him to be Glitter King henceforth. Or maybe he’s secretly a magpie and is just really into shiny things.  The possibilities are endless.”

“So, I mostly know you’re joking, but given some of the things you’ve told me about him in the past, I’m unwilling to rule anything out.”

“That’s the right call.  Last time I made an assumption about him I ended up flat on my back.  Well…actually that ended up going pretty well for me eyyyy” she said holding out her hand for a high five.

“Dude.”  Laurel deadpanned.

“Listen buddy, you were the one pushing us to start banging.  Now either give me a high five like a good friend or go inside and get the smoke machine.”

With a sigh, Laurel lifted her hand for the high five and Sarah forcefully returned it.

“Do you guys just spend all your time together having sex and high fiving about it after?”

“Pretty much!” Sarah grinned, running into the house to search for the aforementioned smoke machine.

“You’re gross!” Laurel called after her.

“Nope just happy!  Deal with it!” Sarah shouted behind her.  

Sarah started digging under the kitchen sink for the smoke machine.  Laurel had offered to lend hers, but Sarah actually had a few from a halloween party her parents threw a few years ago, and they wouldn’t notice if say, a goblin decided to turn it into a vomiting purple goop machine.  Sarah sighed thinking of her poor George Foreman grill. Forever ruined, sitting with the rest of the electronic graveyard in her apartment storage locker.

“My lady, where did you want the wisps?”  Sir Didymus asked from behind her, gesturing to a large glowing collection that someone might mistake for fireflies, but it was likely to be their last mistake.

“Just take them into the basement for the next half hour or so, I still have humans around.”

Sir Didymus nodded once and called to the will o’wisps to join him.  Sarah still had to pick up a few things for the party, Karen didn’t keep non-healthy snacks in the house, but Sarah knew Toby had a secret stash of Mars Bars and Fritos under his bed.  But she wouldn’t do him like that, he was already mad at her that she wouldn’t admit her boyfriend was the Goblin King. But there was no way in hell she was risking letting that slip in front of Karen or her dad, and twelve year old boys were never the pinnacle of discretion.  

Laurel promised to finish setting up the cannon before she left (but not before extorting a promise that she’d get photos of the end result), and Sir Didymus was busy coaching the wisps for their parts in the basement.  How he managed to get over 500 will o’ wisps to agree to this was a question for another time, but she was grateful he pulled it off. Sir Didymus loved his king, and would do anything he asked. But for Sarah he’d move worlds and she knew this.  Jareth knew it too, she suspected he encouraged her friend’s behaviour.

When Sarah returned after a very fruitful snack run, she noticed her friend had done her a solid and also set up the smoke machine as well.  Pool emptied out, and cannon and smoke firmly in place, Sarah spent the rest of the afternoon putting on her best taffeta and aqua-netted look, getting all the snacks in order and hooking up her old boombox before she declared the situation Ready for Party Time.  

She chose the pool as party central because she both wanted to contain the glitter, but didn’t want anyone peering over fences and happening to catch a glimpse of any magical mayhem.  The pool was both outside, and slightly hidden from view, as long as they stayed in the deep end. Plus it kinda looked like a middle school gymnasium with all the water gone and decorated with crepe paper.  This was exactly the look she was going for and Sarah was pleased.

“Didymus, are the wisps ready on my call?” She cried out to her friend, who was standing on the diving board, preparing to conduct the wisps like a maestro.

“Ready whenever you are my lady!”  

“Okay Didymus, cue the smoke machines!”  

The pool began to fill with a slightly stale smelling fog and Sarah hit play on the boombox.  

“Alright folks,” she said to no one in particular.  “I wish the King of the Goblins would come and party with me right now!”  

“What. In. Stars. ”  She heard him deadpan from across the pool.  

That was her cue.  Covering her ears, she let off the cannon and the large boom it made nearly knocked her over, but it began to rain glitter into the pool.  The will o wisps began dancing in an array of neon colours giving their best impression of the laser light show she’d shown them, and Spandau Ballet’s True echoed against the pool’s walls.  The hundred or so balloons she had managed to get the goblins to actually blow up, drifted along with the smoke and glitter and Sarah thought it had all come together rather perfectly.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY JARETH!”  She ran towards him and threw her arms around his neck kissing him.  

“I don’t…have a birthday?”  He said confused looking around at the scene.

“Of course you do, just because you don’t remember it doesn’t mean it isn’t there.  This was the date you gave me last time I asked, so I decided from henceforth, today is your birthday.  I don’t get enough opportunities to celebrate you, because despite my snarking you’re pretty freaking great.  Also you can’t call dibs on all grand romantic gestures, and I needed some points in the good girlfriend column.”

“You’ve already a good girlfriend…and I’m not sure I understand. Are those…will o wisps?  Pretending to be … lasers?”

“I’m frankly shocked you know what a laser is but yes.  Welcome to your 80s music dance party. Featuring all the trimmings.  I’ve got 80s themed snacks, 80s themed smoke, 80s themed will o wisps and the goblins are all wearing neon sweatbands, and have gotten really into Karen’s old Jane Fonda workout tapes, so they’ll be completely out of our hair.  

“You did all this for me?” He said looking around at the scene.  The glitter was still raining down into the pool and Sarah felt her stomach turn.  Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, maybe there was a reason he didn’t celebrate his birthday.

“I did,” she said nervously.  “Because I love you, like a lot.  So if you hate this I’ll stop it right now and we can just go inside and watch the goblins learn jazzercise.”

He broke into a grin and kissed the top of her head affectionately.  

“I love it.  You’re the best girlfriend in this world or any other, title to Ms. Sarah Williams, I’ll arrange for your sash and sceptre in the morning.  I’m completely surprised, but admittedly this does explain a few things.”

“Yeah…yeah…I kinda thought there might be leaks on this plan.” She wasn’t so optimistic to think that there was any way to keep roughly 30 goblins sworn to secrecy but she figured that Jareth would hear “laser light show” from goblins and assume…well she didn’t think he’d jump to surprise birthday party at least.

“So what now?” He asked, catching a piece of falling glitter on his palm.

“Now we slow dance like middle schoolers.” She said seriously, placing her hands on his shoulders.  He went to place his hands in the proper dance positions but she swatted them away. “I said middle school!  Hands on shoulders mister and they better not wander.”

“But it’s my birthday,” he whined.

“Only technically,” she said rolling her eyes.  “Besides we’re going to do this right. I am committed to the theme.”

They swayed quietly to the echoing synthesizers for a few minutes until the song changed.  At which point Jareth took his opportunity to pull her closer.

“Middle school’s over,” he said giving her a twirl.  “Though I notice your dancing has improved significantly.”

Sarah couldn’t hid her pleased smile.  “Yeah I’ve been watching some youtube videos.  Something about fifty goddamn years of dance is real intimidating and...I actually had fun at the last faerie ball and you know, I could be convinced to go again.”

Jareth’s grin could have split the night it was so wide.  “They’re much more enjoyable with you, I’d actually go to more of them if you were with me.”

“Do you want to go to more of them?  I’ll go to any of the ones I’m expected to be at as Official Goblin Girlfriend but honestly I’d rather spend my Saturday nights watching movies on the couch with you.  They’re fun on occasion though. Too much Fae time is bad for the brain.”

“This is true,” he agreed.  “But I think we should avoid Samhain for the next little while as it’s always…a bit much.”

“Yeah ok fair enough,” she said.  “Besides I already have our couple’s costume planned out.”

“Sarah I don’t dress up for Samhain it’s an important date Underground and - what why are you smiling like that?” He said stopping mid-sentence.  

“Because I was gonna let you go as Elton John…” she said with a grin.  “I could go as Princess Di and you could do your trick with the fire again.”

“I’d rather not,” he said, brow furrowing in concern.

“Oh would that be because it wasn’t a trick and instead it was just you lighting me on fire?” She said, sticking out her tongue.  “What about all that ‘no Sarah, I promise it was very safe, just magic I swear I didn’t accidentally throw a fireball inside’ talk hmm?”

“I’m going to remind you again that it is my birthday and I should not have to answer questions regarding highly flammable outerwear,” he said deftly avoiding her question.

“Yeah whatever,” she rolled her eyes.  “You still owe me a new scarf.”

“Do you not have a running invoice at this point?” He teased.  “I’m fairly certain I’m several thousand in debt by this point.”

“Once you start factoring in the Goblins it does start getting up there,” she said.  “But what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is a forfeited security deposit so one of us is going to have to do some fancy talking when it comes time for me to move out.”

“Move out?” He stopped dancing.  “For what possible reason? Where would you go?  Why do you feel the need to move?”

“Hey whoa,” she said pulling him toward the snack table.  “I’m not planning on moving anytime soon. I mean, I’ve thought about it of course.  My apartment was never designed to be the nexus of weirdness and goblin halfway house it seems to have grown into but it…kinda is now?  To be honest I’ve spent more time wondering if there’s any way you could expand it so we had more room for our friends and goblins without them encroaching into our bedroom.”

“I looked into it, while it was achievable it was unlikely to be reversible.  Presenting a bit of a challenge for the next lodger after you.”

“I thought you didn’t want me moving,” she said with an arched brow.  

“Let’s just say I had a few thoughts of my own, I just thought I might be consulted before making any decisions,” he trailed off.  

“And you will be, because a glitter cannon in an empty pool says that where you go I go,” she pointed to the cannon in the corner which was now sort of sadly puking out small puffs of glitter and giving her strange high school prom flashbacks.  

“I suppose I always assumed after you left your apartment it would be to move into the castle,” he said, pouring a glass of Tang.  

“It might be,” she said with a noncommittal shrug.  “I dunno, like I said, I wasn’t planning on moving out anytime soon.  But I mean, I think we both like having a place Aboveground to call our own. I know you have all those other properties under your name though, so I was more thinking that might be a good next step.  Moving into one of your houses together. But not today.”

“Why not today?” He asked, taking a sip of Tang.  The face he pulled was, in Sarah’s estimation, 100% worth pushing a glitter cannon into a pool for.  “What is this appalling drink?”

“Tang,” Sarah said, opting for a crystal Pepsi instead.  “And because last I checked the only one paying rent on my place was me.  I’m also the one who has the utilities in their name, and the internet though to be honest it might…actually be Hoggle on my cable package.  He loves HBO.

“I like being self-sufficient, this isn’t news,” she popped a Frito into her mouth.  “If I move into one of your guaranteed ridiculously over the top homes, it’s just a hop skip and a jump from there into kept woman territory.  I know I can keep my job, but God I hate my job. If I didn’t have to do it…I’m not sure I would.”

“Something tells me this has less to do with you than it does Linda,” Jareth replied carefully, waving away the Tang and producing something that smelled distinctly like Goblin Ale.

“Yeah well, that’s the thing isn’t it?  Mommy issues run deep and true, and unfortunately they don’t die with their human counterpart,” she said.  “But regardless, I’m not down to live in some brownstone downtown just yet.”

“I was more thinking Upper Nyack,” he said glancing around her parent’s expansive backyard.  “I’m feeling a bit sentimental about this town and I enjoy your parent’s company.”

“You’re just saying that because my Dad promised to take you to a Rod Stewart concert.  Which by the way, might actually kill me.  If I wasn’t so worried about what you two would talk about I’d be coming down with a terrible flu.”

“Nice try Sarah,” he laughed.  “What was it you said, ah yes, half the fun is seeing your face.”

“Ughhhh,” she whined, throwing her head back.  “I hate that you like dad rock.”

“Consider it my birthday gift precious,” he said, kissing her on the tip of her nose.  

“Yeah and what was all this then,” she said in mock indignation, gesturing around the fog and glitter laden pool.  

“A wonderful surprise,” he grinned.  “Though I still don’t quite understand how Sir Didymus managed to get the wisps involved.  They are not known for taking direction well.”

“Oh what won’t Didymus do for me,” she said waving him off.  “Honestly, I feel I could ask him for the moon and he’d start building a ladder.”

He’s not the only one,” Jareth replied.

“I think I proved I’d build a ladder for you too tonight,” she pointed out.  “A ladder made of Funyuns and Red Vines.”

“Is there anything on this table that isn’t decades past its expiration date, or comprised of pure sugared rubber?” He said, looking unhappily at the snack table.  

“Uh there might be,” Sarah said glancing at the table filled with technicolor treats.  “But I don’t know why you’d want to eat it. Corn syrup and aspartame is the backbone of this country.”

“Is this really what you ate during your childhood,” he said, gesturing to the bowl of Smurf Berry Crunch.  “I don’t even know what species this is supposed to be.”

“Yeah I actually…don’t know?” she said tilting her head to look at the box.  “Also there was only one girl smurf, Smurfette. Which raises a lot more questions.”

“Has this been in your step-mother’s cupboard this whole time?”

“Haha no way,” Sarah laughed shaking her head.  “Karen’s way too fastidious for that. No I got some of it off eBay, some of it from the basement where she never goes, but this was an eBay find.”

“You got me used cereal for my birthday?” He said, raising a single eyebrow at her.

“It’s not used, the box isn’t even open.” She said, grabbing the box.  “Also it’s got so much sugar in it there’s no way it can actually go bad.  It’s fine. I’m sure it’s fine. Pretty sure.”

“Forgive me if you don’t fill me with confidence love,” he said, delicately taking the box out of her hands.  “But have you considered, there are food options that don’t carry such a caveat of ‘pretty sure’.”

“Goblin Ale is not one of those options,” she said pointing to the glass in his hand.

“Perhaps then the saying, better the devil you know,” he said, taking a long sip.

“You’ve gotten a lot of mileage out of that saying,” she said, sniffing his glass.  “Every time I smell or decide to do something stupid like taste the thing it’s different.”

“Funny you should mention that,” he said.  “The goblins don’t actually have a word for drink.  All drinks are called ale and all ale is a drink. They are synonyms to them.”

“Yeah stuff like that is the reason I have to hide my blender,” she said sighing and taking a sip of his drink.  It burned worse than the cheapest tequila. “It still tastes like death.”

“Well it’s an acquired taste,” he said rolling his eyes, and taking his drink back from her.  “Just like you.”

“Just like you,” she said, giving him a playful poke.  “Though I did try tonight. So if there’s something missing here that you’re looking for, you have my permission to magic it in.”

“No strings?” He said with a wicked glint in his eye.

“Please do not make me regret saying this,” she said, raking a hand down her face.  “Something nice maybe?”

“I have just the thing,” he winked.  

It took Sarah a second to realize what he’d done.  Then she noticed there wasn’t any music playing. The “lasers” were gone.  She also didn’t hear any of Sir Didymus’ shrieks about the wisps breaking formation.  

“Did you just bog everyone?!” She said, anxiously looking around the pool for any errant wisps.  

“I sent them home.” He said.  “Where they are more than welcome to continue celebrating my non-birthday.”

“Jareth I’m not going to have sex with you on the floor of my parent’s drained pool no matter how real your birthday is,” she said crossing her arms.

“While I won’t say the thought didn’t occur to me,” he said, leading her back towards the epicentre of the glitter cannon explosion.  “That’s not why. Well, it might be why later.”

“It’s not,” she said.

“Nevertheless!” He replied brightly.  “Look up Sarah.”

Sarah looked towards the sky and was surprised to see a full meteor shower happening all around them.  Down into her parent’s pool, the glitter cannon started spurting again, and Jareth restarted the music.

“Better than lasers?” He asked her with a smirk.

“Always gotta show me up huh?” She said grinning.  “Yeah that’ll do pig, that’ll do.”

“Pig?”  

“Babe,” she said giving him a kiss on the nose.

“Yes?”  

“Don’t worry about it,” she said with a laugh. She wrapped her arms around him and looked back up towards the meteor lit sky.  “Happy Birthday Jareth, let’s watch these stars fall.”