Why Are You Still Single?
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This pick-a-card reading is for my Patreon All Tiers. This pick-a-card reading is all about why you are not in a relationship and how to invite more love into your life.
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Pile l:
Why are you still single? Tarot: The Magician, The Empress, The Star, 8 of Cups, 6 of Swords (reversed), 5 of Swords
You don't see the beauty in yourself pile l. You are always giving away your power to someone else who does not see the beauty in you and you use their lack of love not only for others and themselves but their lack of love for you as facts to tell you about yourself. Who you are? If you are beautiful, kind, or generous? Are you worthy of love? Some of you most likely have dealt with abusive relationships or narcissistic people. This could be mental, physical, or emotional abuse, and could also be family and not a romantic relationship who like to tell you that you aren't good enough. Either way, for some strange reason you don't know how to release the same stories you keep entertaining from others and yourself. It's as if you have given up on yourself and refuse to see anything good about you because of your past history. You are the star. You are the Empress, pile l. You are loving, giving, kind, abundant, and beautiful. You do not need permission from others to exist or to feel worthy of anything or loved. Why must you torture yourself with the same stories that have led you nowhere but with depression, anxiety, and self-doubt? Look in the mirror and do affirmations about the kind of person you truly believe you are or if you still can't see what kind of person you are say affirmations about the kind of person you wish you could be. You don't need to believe it at first, and it may feel silly but it will help you look in the mirror and see what those with kind and beautiful hearts see when they look at you.
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Pile l:
Why are you still single? Tarot: The Tower, 6 of Cups, 4 of Swords (reversed), The Emperor (reversed), 9 of Wands
This is for some of you but you may have grown up in a household where your dad or a father figure wasn't around. If he was around he wasn't the best example of what you should look for in a partner and it has led you to carry beliefs that may hold some truths but in reality, most of it is just a way to keep you safe from getting hurt romantically. For others of you, these beliefs have led you down a path where you have had nothing but hardship in your dating life. Some people may have called you picky, unrealistic, or even called you the crazy one for not allowing people to play in your face. But some of you cut people out of your life just for breathing wrong and that is somewhat part of the problem. You are so concerned about not getting hurt or having people play in your face that you don't give people a chance to show who they really are. You take any and everything you see whether from social media, friends past relationships, or what you feel is intuition when really it's paranoia as a red flag. People are human and are allowed to make mistakes and it's okay to make a mistake here or there. I can already hear some of you say "Well they can make a mistake over there because over here you come correct." Here's the thing pile ll if someone isn't consistent with their words matching their actions it's to the left to the left, but if someone forgets to call but has done nothing wrong beforehand (meaning they are consistent but this one time forgets) that isn't a red flag nor does it always mean things are going downhill from there. It's okay to give people grace and still hold your standards and not deal with heartbreak or your time being wasted. It's called communication and not seeing everything that is more anxiety and paranoia as a sign of intuition.
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Pile lll:
Why are you still single? Tarot: 5 of Wands (reversed), 4 of Cups (reversed), 2 of Pentacles, 5 of Swords, 10 of Wands (reversed)
You're not really looking for anything pile lll. I am hearing the quote "You're not in competition with other suitors. You're in competition with my peace. Does your presence make me not want to be single anymore? What do you bring to the table?" I hear that pile lll and I stand with you in this decision. When and if you are looking for someone you are looking for someone who can bring balance to your life and not chaos, stress, and drama. You want someone who can bring things to the relationship that you either can not bring on your own or help provide peace and stabilize it as well. You don't want to bring just anyone to your table just for the sake of not being alone and loneliness. People need to offer some sort of significance to you for you to give anyone the time of day let alone look their way. For some of you, you're questioning if this is the right decision. You may have been single or even celibate for a while now and I am confirming to you to stay strong and hold out for that person who offers you what you deserve in a relationship. You will be fine and there is someone out there who will see your requirements as "That's all while others told you, you were asking for too much." You have gone through too much and did so much work on yourself to get to the level of peace that you are experiencing in your life to second guess yourself or lower your standards just to appease others or have someone in your life. Remember "You would rather adjust your life to the absence of someone than lower yours to appease disrespect." That is exactly what you will be allowing in your life if you lower your standards now. You will also be disrespecting yourself in the process too.
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Pile lV:
Why are you still single? Tarot: The Moon, 4 of Pentacles, The Hermit, The Chariot, The Star (reversed)
Pile lV you may have been somewhat drawn to pile l but not completely drawn to it. This energy somewhat mirrors them but instead of you giving away your power to others and letting them tell you about your worth. Your pile is if pile l decided to do the work it takes to not have that energy anymore. Most of you are single by choice and others of you are single because God (universe, Allah, source, etc) has placed you in solitude so you can focus on yourself. There is something that you are being called to do pile lV. You are on your path of walking into your purpose. If not your purpose you are walking into a path that aligns more with where you need and should be in life whether it's something you have been desiring and it requires isolation from you or something spirit has said you need but you are confused as to what that is. Either way during this time you are doing the work that it takes to bring in this new love for you. Some of you may be doing shadow work with the Moon card here. You are working on the parts of yourself that you find either unattractive, unlovable, or even toxic for some of you. This doesn't have to be physical a lot of the work I am seeing for you have to deal with emotional and mental health and for a few of you this could be you working out and becoming a healthier version of yourself. You are wanting to come out on top unrecognizable with the star card in reverse. You want to operate as your highest self and to bring in healthy and loving relationships that match the frequency you are trying to attain. I'm hearing Hot GIrl Summer, That Girl, etc anything where you are doing something with yourself instead of falling into victim mentality or even allowing your thoughts to deceive you into thinking you are unworthy of a beautiful life or relationship.
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Million Dollar Baby
Chapter 6-The Winner Takes It All
August 4, 2019-New Rochelle, New York (2 A.M.)
Darkness surrounded you as you sat up and rubbed your eyes. You let them adjust for a minute before getting up to go get water. When you got back into bed, you realized that your fiancé was missing. Before you could grab your phone to text him, you heard the door open and shut, followed by soft footsteps.
"You're up." He said, clearly surprised.
"Where'd you go?"
"To get a drink. You know this hotel has a 24 hour bar?" He kicked off his shoes and pulled his shorts off before climbing in next to you. "Couldn't sleep?"
"Not really."
"Me either."
"You nervous?"
"This isn't my first challenger."
"I'm not talking about tennis."
He sighed and laid flat on his back. You laid down and rested your head on his chest. "I talked to him yesterday."
"What'd he say?"
"Basically said that he didn't give a shit about me and neither does anyone else."
"You know that's not true."
"Isn't it? I mean, besides you, who really cares? My parents sure as hell don't."
"Am I not enough?"
He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you in closer.
"You're more than enough."
You kissed him softly and cuddled into his side. The smell hit your nose like a bullet train. You recognized it as soon as you smelled it. After all these years, she always bought the same perfume.
🎾
The sun had just risen when you woke up again. It had only been two hours. Patrick was still asleep next to you. All you could think about was the smell of her on your fiancé. It made your stomach turn out of disgust, and your heart beat out of excitement. After laying there for a few minutes, you got up and put on some workout clothes. You walked out into the cold hallway and made your way to the gym.
"You've gotta be kidding me." You sighed as you walked in.
"Funny finding you here." Art said on the treadmill.
"Shouldn't you be sleeping? You've got a match in eight hours."
"Couldn't sleep. Thought I'd get in an early warm up."
You sighed and placed your phone and water on the floor before stretching. His eyes were glued on your body as you stretched on the floor. You looked in the mirror on the wall and saw him watching you.
"Take a picture. It'll last longer."
His eyes flickered away and he went back to running. After a few minutes, you got up and climbed onto the stair master that was next to him.
"Patrick treating you well?"
You sighed and thought about telling him what happened. How Patrick came back to bed smelling like another woman. Like Art's wife.
"Very well."
He slowed down his running and got off to catch his breath. He went over to the pull up bar and began pulling himself off the floor. Your eyes drifted over to him. The way his arms flexed and his chest on display had you reminiscing.
"Take a picture. It'll last longer." He smirked, throwing your words back at you.
"Shut up." After a few minutes, you got off the machine and took a sip of your water. "Shit." You groaned as it spilled down your shirt. You lifted it over your head, leaving you in a matching sports bra and shorts set. You knew Art was staring.
"Fuck." He said under his breath. He let go of the bar and watched you as he wiped the sweat from his face.
"Don't look at me like that." You blurted.
"Like what?"
"Like you wanna fuck me."
He stepped closer to you, placing a hand on your waist, pulling you closer.
"Would that be a bad thing?"
You ignored all the red flags telling you to go back up to your room. Back to your fiancé. But why should you? He cheated only two hours ago.
"No."
He kissed you with a hunger that you'd never felt from him. His hands went from your bare midsection to gripping your ass. You ran your hands up and down his bare chest as your lips trailed down to his neck.
"I miss you." He whispered, his hands caressing every bit of you he could reach.
"You do?"
"So much. Ayesha, I...I don't think I ever stopped loving you."
Your heart ached for the sweet man in front of you. He had to know the truth.
"Art, I have to tell you something. Patrick and Tashi slept together."
He sighed and nodded.
"I know. I saw them at the bar in Atlanta."
"Atlanta? What're you talking about?"
"They slept together at the U.S. open in Atlanta like eight years ago. What're you talking about?"
"Last night. He came back to bed with your wife's perfume on him."
"Tashi?"
"Do you have more than one wife?"
He rolled his eyes and sighed.
"What now?"
"Does she know you know?"
"No. Patrick?"
"No."
"Let's keep it that way for now."
You leaned against the wall and slowly dropped to the floor. He followed you and came to sit with you.
"Can I ask you something?" You asked as you laid your head on his shoulder.
"Anything."
"Will you let him win today?"
"What?"
"You've already got countless wins and slams under your belt. He doesn't."
"So you want me to lose just to boost his ego?"
"I want you to let him win because he still has one good season in him."
"And I don't?"
"No, you don't. I've seen you play lately. You can't do it anymore. You're done, Art. And I think you know it."
"He cheated on you. Twice. Why do you wanna help him?"
"Because he's good at tennis. And I think he could win a slam next year."
"And?"
"And I love him. I really fucking love him."
"You know I waited for you?"
"What?"
"After we broke up. I waited for about two years until I realized that you weren't coming back."
"Art..."
"It's okay. You had your career to worry about. I get it."
"I didn't come back because I thought you deserved better."
"Better than you?"
"When we were arguing, Tashi said that you needed someone who was gonna be there for you. And I wasn't. I was traveling to god knows where every week."
"Ayesha, I didn't care if you were gone. I loved you." He hesitated. "I love you."
"I love you too." You whispered as you kissed his lips softly.
🎾TEN HOURS LATER🎾
"Game, Donaldson."
"Fuck." You said under your breath.
"Donaldson leads, six games to five."
Patrick and Art walked over to the sideline to wipe their faces and get water. You looked over at Art who was glaring daggers into Patrick's head. You sighed and crossed your arms as you leaned back in the chair. After a few minutes, the game resumed and they walked back onto the court. Patrick raised his arms up to serve. He tossed up the ball and hit it directly into the net.
"Come on, Patrick." You whispered.
He took a deep breath before grabbing another ball and tossing it up again. He hit it again, knocking it against the net.
"Thirty, forty."
"What are you doing?" You said to yourself.
The next hit was only slightly better. It had went over the net, but went too far.
"What the fuck?"
He grabbed the last ball he had in his pocket and bounced it on the ground. He slowly raised his racket behind his head to serve, but lowered it at the last minute. His gaze went from Tashi, to Art, to you.
"Time violation. Warning, Zweig."
He bent down slightly and placed the ball in the neck of the racket. A tick that you noticed Art did. Patrick smirked, clearly thinking that he had the upper hand. He served the ball perfectly as Art let it fly by him.
"Game, Zweig. Final set, tie break."
Tashi's jaw clenched. You could tell she was pissed. Art glared at him for a minute before serving the ball quickly as if he was trying to take Patrick's head off. He dodged the hit and got ready as Art went to serve again. This time, seriously. The two men went back and forth for what felt like forever. They were playing like their lives were at steak. It took you back to all those years ago when they were playing for your numbers. Patrick lunged forward and hit the ball over to Art. He got closer and jumped higher than the net trying to hit it.
"Shit." Tashi cursed out.
You both leaned forward and placed your hands on each other's knees. Patrick scrambled closer to the net and held his arms out to catch Art before he fell. He wrapped his arms around him and embraced him for the first time in over a decade. Their smiles were big as they held each other. Even though they weren't in earshot, you could see the small movements of Art's lips near Patrick's ear. It was enough to make out three words.
"I love you."
It was clear that neither of them gave a shit about the game anymore. And neither did you or Tashi.
"Come on!" Tashi cried out as she grabbed your hand.
The two of you stood up and cheered with the rest of the crowd. She pulled you into a hug. It wasn't just out of excitement, it was out of love.
"Point penalty, touching the net, Donaldson. Point penalty, touching your opponent, Donaldson and Zweig."
They pulled away from the hug and whispered between themselves for a minute before turning to the umpire.
"We forfeit."
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jjk men and their red flags
a/n: i'm feeling problematic :> tell me what u think (agree/disagree/add more?) this is all for shits n giggles !! non sorcerer au kinda
kento nanami — (over)protective
but like... to the point where it feels like he's treating you like a child! he doesnt like to see you sweat or even work at all for that matter. he loves it when you cook but has bought covers for all the knifes. if he sees a burn on your hand get ready for a 10 minute long lecture. if you accidentally fall he wont let you get up for atleast 3 days to help you ""heal."" it's almost like he doesnt trust you to take care of yourself :') he probably has like 3 separate first-aid kits everywhere.
suguru geto — emotionally unavailable
i feel like this is explainable to his character (sort of.) i dont think that he'd make you feel isolated at all, he's be an amazing listener and probably memorizes every word you say. he listens to you rant and even trauma dump with insane patience. but at some point it feels as though you hardly know him. he's talk to you a lot but very little of it is personal and you hardly know what he's thinking because his ass is not tell you. he also unintentionally distances himself from people from time to time. this applies to you too and you can feel him getting emotionally distant sometimes. it isnt something he does knowingly but it sure ass hell bothers you.
satoru gojo — very clingy and needy
this nigga. he is so utterly clingy. and at first it's perfectly fine, even appreciated by you. you still love him like crazy of course but it is just overwhelming. he is like a child most of the time, he need you around him and is always accompanying you wherever you go, and he expects you to do the same. he also doesn't believe in "me time" because why would you feel better when you're away from him: (? want to hang out with your friends? what do you need them for: (? he's right there. he is also physically incapable of listening but boy is he good at making up.
toji fushiguro — controlling
he is so controlling omfg. it's usually subtle but sometimes he will outright just say no to things he doesnt like, not caring if you like them. it gets to the point where he actually starts to change your personality. he is very caring and that's his justification for this typa stuff. it is usually harmless stuff but he gets paranoid often. he doesnt let you wear miniskirts out if you're not with him. he doesn't let you befriend people he thinks are into you. he barely lets you buy stuff on your own, he usually gifts you whatever it is youre into at that moment. borderline turned on by fear and you being dependent on him.
choso kamo — has no social life outside you
pretty self explanatory. he doesnt have many friends outside you and isn't interesting in making them either. total loser. so taking him out to events, he probably doesnt interact much and chooses to look at you the entire time, which annoys your friends. he answers their questions pretty bluntly. he's never down to have people over and lowkey hates when you are.
hiromi higuruma — workaholic
also self explanatory. he leaves early, comes home late. you barely see him on the weekdays. sometimes he goes as far as ignoring your calls when in between cases. he calls you periodically but has to have an alarm set to remind him. he loves you very very deeply but is just used to working non stop T_T
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More of trans allegory Jason and the goons VS the batfam:
Transmasc older goon, trying to connect: Hey out of curiosity boss, when did your egg crack?
Jason, thinking this is a bird pun about how he became Robin: Uh, 12 I guess...
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Penguin henchman: Wow, you really are okay calling yourselves goons? Isn't that like a little demeaning?
Red Hood Goon: Inclusivity my guy -Henchperson is a mouthful, and that way, we don't have to assume.
Penguin Henchman: Oh my god that's so thoughtful!
*they resume shooting at eachother.*
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Batman You're not okay Hood, you need a professional. Please, we can help you!
Jason: There's nothing wrong with me, I won't let you throw me into Arkham!
Goon of the week: Yeah Batfreak, the boss doesn't need help, there's nothing wrong with him! How would you like it if we tried to convert you out of being a furry, huh?!!
Batman: reconsiders life choices.
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Angry goon: *beats the shit out of Nightwing with a trans pride flag*
Dick, a bisexual cis metrosexual: I'm not sure what is happening but this feels offensive.
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Batman: Please, I know there's a lot of bad blood, but you're still my child...
Jason: Really? Because I clearly remember you saying you weren't my father and didn't have to deal with my "teenage angst"!
The Goons: You said what?!
Oracle : You said what?!
Dick, standing up and picking up the pride flag: You said what.
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