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lila-lou · 2 months ago

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✨Temper - 1/2✨

Summary: Being with Ben was tough... more than tough, actually. Yet, you stayed because you loved him. But when he thought you were going to leave, he snapped.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Reader (Kinda dark)

Warnings: 18+ only! Language, Angst, Hurt, Manipulation, Humiliation

Word Count: 5005

A/N: English isn’t my first language, please be lenient.💜

It had only been a few months since you’d agreed to go out with Ben. Back then, you barely knew him beyond the rumors and the occasional encounter while you worked your usual behind-the-scenes gig for Butcher's team under Grace Mallory. At first, you only saw Ben in passing, one of those faces that would show up on your floor once in a blue moon. But after that first real meeting—when he actually stopped and looked at you—his visits became more frequent. You just hadn’t pieced it together then; he’d made a habit of running into you on purpose. And you didn’t know that, to him, you were the first woman who’d caught his eye in any real way since he’d woken up in this world that felt like it had left him behind.

One day, he’d shown up in front of your desk, asking—no, demanding—that you go out with him. Looking back, you should’ve known better than to say yes, especially with a supe, let alone Soldier Boy. But you did, and you went down that path. After the first time you slept together, you’d ended up in the hospital for two nights. Trying to explain to the doctors that it was consensual hadn’t been easy, though. Ben had tried to keep himself controlled, but it had been a while for him—a long while. And as he’d put it himself, you were an “extraordinary little delicate, breakable fucking human”.

Once you got out of the hospital, something in him shifted. He seemed to realize he needed to handle you more carefully, and he did. Behind closed doors, he’d learned to be gentler, even protective. But out in the open, he was still Soldier Boy: that same smug, misogynistic ass he was with everyone else, including you. It wasn’t exactly shocking, then, that you were dreading tonight—Thanksgiving dinner, with the whole team. Annie, Frenchie, everyone. They’d learned to tolerate Ben over time, but nobody exactly wanted him there. Now, as your boyfriend, he was on the guest list, thanks to Annie’s reluctant invite. And while he claimed he didn’t even want to go, you’d hoped this might be a chance to show the others that there was more to him—the side you’d managed to uncover behind closed doors.

You’re standing in front of the mirror, adjusting your hair for what feels like the tenth time. Ben’s in the other room, making his presence known with muttered complaints. His apartment finally feels like it belongs to a living person instead of a display model—thanks to you—but tonight, he’s just grumbling.

He walks into the bedroom, shirt half-buttoned, and catches your eye in the mirror. “You know, doll, this whole ‘let’s play family with the goody-goody gang’ is really killing my weekend plans”, he says, scratching his jaw. “Would much rather keep you here. Or hell, maybe on the kitchen counter. I got about fifty better ideas than sittin’ around with those idiots”.

You give him a look through the mirror. “You mean spending a few hours without throwing punches is torture? Poor you”.

“Hey, I’m serious”. He steps closer, tilting his head as he gives you a very blatant once-over, his gaze lingering. “I mean, who the hell needs Thanksgiving dinner when I’ve got you lookin’ like that in my bedroom?”. His hand slides to your hip, grip possessive as he pulls you back against him. “Hell, doll, I’d rather get a different kinda appetite satisfied tonight”.

You suppress an eye roll and push him back, turning to face him. “It’s Thanksgiving, Ben. It’s one night. You can survive that, right? Just try to be, I don’t know, civil?.”

He scoffs, buttoning his cuffs with an exaggerated eye-roll. “Civil? That’s rich. You think they’re gonna put on their best manners around me? Especially that French fuck with the weird accent and grease-slicked hair. Probably think he’s some kinda ladies’ man, too. Bet he couldn’t handle five minutes with you”.

“Ben, focus”, you say, tightening his collar. “All I’m asking is you leave everyone alone for one night. No macho crap, no reminding everyone you’re some old-school badass”.

He grins, raising an eyebrow. “Oh, is that what you call it? When you were under me last night, I remember you callin’ it a few different things”. He leans down, voice rough and low in your ear, hand slipping down your back in a way that makes you want to laugh and smack him at the same time. “Tell you what. I’ll sit through this little dinner party if you give me a reason to look forward to what happens after”.

You laugh despite yourself. “How about we survive dinner without a single brawl, and maybe we’ll see about that?”.

“Now you’re talkin’”, he says, grinning as he stands back.

You sigh, adjusting his collar. “But remember: no fights, no dirty looks, and no making Annie feel like she’s gonna throw up every time you open your mouth”.

Ben grins, staring at himself in the mirror over your shoulder, brushing through his hair with a lazy flick of his hand. His gaze is fixed on his own reflection, barely glancing at you but making sure his smirk is on full display. “Gotta say, sweetheart, I’m doin’ Annie a favor even showin’ up. Girl probably hasn’t been within ten feet of a real man her whole damn life”.

You shoot him a sharp look. “Ben, that’s exactly what I mean. Don’t talk like that tonight, especially around her”.

But he’s not listening, too busy adjusting his hair and then letting his hand drop to his slacks, pulling them down just a bit to settle more comfortably. “What? Just callin’ it how I see it. She acts like she’s got it all figured out, lookin’ down on me like I’m some kinda relic”. He snorts, running his thumb along his belt line, low and casual. “Let’s see how long she’d last back in my day, where girls actually had a use. Not just walkin’ around preachin’ about how the world should be”.

You raise an eyebrow, keeping your voice steady, though there’s a flicker of something in your eyes. “Is that how you see me too, Ben?”. You ask quietly, crossing your arms as you stare at him in the mirror. There’s just a hint of sadness there, something you hadn’t meant to let slip, but his words had dug in just enough.

Ben pauses, his hand still resting on his belt as he finally meets your eyes in the mirror. For a moment, his usual cocky smirk falters, replaced with a flicker of something almost defensive. “Aw, come on, doll”, he mutters, glancing away as if the question had caught him off guard. “You’re different”.

“Different?”, you press, voice low. “What does that even mean?”.

He sighs, scratching his jaw in clear discomfort, like he’s irritated he even has to explain himself. “Look, you’re not like them, alright? You know how the world works; you’re not runnin’ around with some half-baked fantasy about savin’ it. You get it”. He shrugs, trying to brush it off like it’s obvious. “That’s why you’re here with me, isn’t it? Not one of those self-righteous pricks”.

You hold his gaze in the mirror, the tension thick between you. “Sometimes, Ben”, you say slowly, “I wonder if you really see me. Or if I’m just… convenient for you”.

He lets out a frustrated huff, turning to face you directly. “Convenient? Fuck, sweetheart, if I wanted convenient, I’d find someone who didn’t give me hell every other day”. He steps closer, crowding you in with his presence, his expression hardening, voice low. “If you didn’t mean somethin’ to me, I wouldn’t be here, wastin’ my time with all this domestic crap, would I?”.

The sharp edge in his words makes you falter for a moment, but he doesn’t stop, his eyes darkening as he looks at you. “You’re the one thing I got that’s worth a fuck. Doesn’t mean I’m gonna change who I am just to play nice with a bunch of do-gooders”.

There’s a beat of silence as his words sink in, and his grip on your arm loosens slightly. He swallows, and for once, there’s a rare flicker of something almost vulnerable in his eyes as he holds your gaze. “Look, just… don’t go thinkin’ you’re like them. ’Cause you’re not, alright?”.

You nod slowly, searching his face. “Alright”, you say softly. “But just… try to remember that when you’re around them tonight. I don’t want to spend Thanksgiving defending you to everyone”.

He gives you a lopsided grin, clearly relieved to move past the heavy moment. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll be a good little soldier. No promises on the French guy, though”. He straightens his jacket, glancing at himself in the mirror one last time with his usual self-satisfied smirk. “Let’s go knock their boring little socks off, huh?”.

You start to open your mouth to complain, maybe give him one last lecture on behaving himself, but before you can get a word out, Ben reaches out, gripping the back of your neck with a rough, firm hold. He pulls you close, his lips crashing down on yours with a raw intensity that leaves no room for protest, only for the surge of heat that spreads through you. His other hand finds its way to your hip, fingers digging into you possessively before sliding lower to grab a handful of you, pulling you against him.

The kiss is forceful, unapologetic, and so very him, as if he’s reminding you in his own twisted way just how much he means those rough-edged words he’d let slip moments ago. When he finally pulls back, his face hovers close to yours, his smirk returning, but there's a new edge to it, something dark and possessive.

“Guess that shut you up, huh, sweetheart?”, he mutters, his hand still resting on the back of your neck, thumb brushing the edge of your jaw. “Couldn’t stand there and let you think I don’t see you. I see you, alright. Better than any of those sorry excuses out there ever could”.

You swallow, your heart pounding as you try to find your balance, both physically and mentally. His words settle into you, their impact intensified by the fire he’d ignited with his touch.

He steps back, just enough to give you a little breathing room, but his hand lingers, keeping you close. “Now, are you gonna keep preachin’ at me, or are we gettin’ to that dinner so I can watch ’em all choke on how damn good you look?”.

And with one last smack on your ass, he smirks, turning toward the door.

The drive to Annie’s apartment is quiet, but tension lingers in the air, heavy and electric. Ben keeps one hand on the wheel, his other arm casually draped over the console, his thumb occasionally brushing your hand as if he’s just reminding himself you’re there. But as the car pulls up to Annie’s building, you can practically see the shift in his demeanor. His jaw sets, his shoulders straighten, and that familiar distant look settles over him. Soldier Boy—unfeeling, unbreakable—slides back into place like armor.

When you step out of the car, Ben doesn’t offer you his hand, doesn’t even wait for you to catch up. He strides ahead. By the time you’re outside Annie’s door, his eyes are narrowed, his expression sharp. The warmth he’d shown you back at his place is gone, replaced by that cold, hard edge he wears around others.

The door swings open, and there’s Annie, a bright, welcoming smile spreading across her face as she takes you in. “Hey! So glad you guys could make it!”. She gives you a quick, genuine hug, but when her gaze shifts to Ben, there’s a visible flicker of unease.

Ben keeps his expression carefully blank, a hint of that sneering detachment visible in the way he barely acknowledges Annie. His eyes sweep over her, and he gives her a single, disinterested nod before stepping inside, his hands shoved into his pockets as if he’s already bored. You shoot Annie a small, apologetic smile as you follow him in, feeling the weight of his presence—silent but heavy, like a coiled spring ready to snap.

Annie glances over at him with a tight smile, trying to keep things friendly despite the tension hanging in the air. “Thanks for coming, Ben”, she says, her tone polite but cautious.

Ben doesn’t bother with a response, just lets his gaze drift around the apartment with a faint look of disdain.

Eventually he shrugs, muttering, “Yeah, sure, great place”, in a tone that suggests he’d rather be anywhere else. He saunters further in, hands still in his pockets, shoulders tense but posture lazily dismissive. It’s the kind of presence that makes the whole room feel smaller, tighter—like everyone’s waiting for him to either crack a joke or start a fight.

Annie shifts awkwardly, her polite smile faltering. “Um, help yourselves to drinks”, she says, glancing between you and Ben, her gaze lingering on him with an edge of worry. “And make yourselves comfortable”.

Frenchie, from the other side of the room, raises an eyebrow and leans over to M.M., muttering, “Comfortable is not in his vocabulary, oui?”.

Ben’s head snaps in Frenchie’s direction, his smirk turning sharp and predatory as he leans against the wall, arms folded. “Keep makin’ those stupid jokes”, he drawls, his voice low and challenging, but loud enough that it hangs in the suddenly quiet room. “See where it brings you”.

Frenchie doesn’t flinch, though a flicker of annoyance crosses his face. He shrugs, hands raised in a casual gesture, as if to say he’s unfazed. “Ah, apologies, monsieur”, he says, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Didn’t realize the mighty Soldier Boy was so sensitive to a little humor”.

You and Annie exchange a tense glance before stepping into the living room. You take a steadying breath, crossing over to Ben, who’s still standing, arms crossed and jaw set as he watches Frenchie with that familiar look of disdain. Trying to avoid escalating things any further, you place a gentle hand on his shoulder, leaning in close to whisper, “Ben, please. Just go sit down”.

He rolls his eyes, clearly irritated, but he lets out an exaggerated sigh, glancing back at you with a smirk that’s anything but friendly. “Whatever you say, doll”, he mutters, loud enough for everyone to catch the faint mockery in his tone. With a dramatic show of indifference, he strides over to the couch and lets himself drop into it, sprawling out as if he owns the place, one arm draped across the backrest, legs stretched out in front of him.

You settle in beside Ben, but as soon as you do, he pulls his hand back from the armrest, subtly shifting away just enough to make it clear he doesn’t want it to look like he’s too close to you. The movement is quick, almost instinctive, as if any hint of softness or connection between you two would be a mark against his tough exterior. He leans back, folding his arms across his chest in a posture that screams indifference, eyes fixed forward with a steely look.

Across the room, Kimiko sits beside Frenchie, curling up against him in a quiet, comfortable way that speaks of unspoken trust and familiarity. Frenchie wraps an arm around her shoulders, casting a wary eye in Ben’s direction but choosing to focus on keeping things peaceful. The contrast between their closeness and Ben’s deliberate distance feels sharper than ever, a reminder of just how much he resists letting anyone in.

You steal a glance at him, feeling a mix of frustration and something softer—disappointment, maybe, though you’d never admit it out loud. Ben’s eyes catch yours briefly, and for a fleeting second, there’s something there—a flicker of acknowledgment, or maybe even regret—but just as quickly, he shutters it away, hardening his expression as he shifts his gaze back to some indistinct spot on the wall.

Annie takes her place near M.M., her posture straight but tense as she tries once again to smooth things over. “Alright”, she says, her voice soft but steady. “Let’s just relax and enjoy the night. It’s been… a rough year for everyone, and it’d be nice to just be together. All of us”.

Ben lets out a low chuckle, raising an eyebrow. “Touching, really”, he mutters, the faintest edge of sarcasm slipping through. “Didn’t realize we were here for some kinda group therapy”.

M.M. shoots him a warning look, his patience visibly thinning. “Ben, nobody’s askin’ you to change who you are”, he says, voice firm but calm. “Just to leave the attitude at the door for one night”.

Ben shrugs, glancing around the room with that familiar, taunting smirk. “Hey, I’m here, aren’t I? Bein’ real polite, keepin’ my hands to myself”. He gives a pointed look at Frenchie and Kimiko, his smirk widening. “Not that everyone here seems to get the memo”.

Frenchie’s jaw tightens, and you feel a surge of frustration. “Ben”, you say quietly, just loud enough for him to hear, your tone edged with a hint of pleading. “Please. Can we just… keep it civil?”.

He looks at you, eyes narrowing slightly, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. For a second, it seems like he might relent, that maybe your words got through to him. But then he just shrugs, looking away, his smirk back in place.

“Sure thing, doll”, he mutters, barely glancing at you. “Whatever makes you happy”.

Annie, sensing that things might finally calm down, raises her glass, giving everyone a hopeful smile. “To… surviving each other for one night”, she says with a small laugh, attempting to lighten the mood.

Everyone raises their glasses, clinking them together with varying degrees of enthusiasm. Ben raises his with a half-hearted nod, giving you a sidelong look that’s hard to read—part defiance, part challenge, and, somewhere deep down, maybe even a trace of something softer. But as quickly as it’s there, it’s gone again, replaced by that familiar cold distance.

You settle back, determined to make it through the evening, clinging to the hope that, maybe, there’s still a chance he’ll let his guard down—if only for a moment.

Everyone’s conversation gradually shifts, stories about vacations and places they’d like to go filling the room with a rare, relaxed energy. You start to let your guard down a bit, feeling some of the tension in your shoulders ease. People laugh, joke, and for once, Ben is quiet, not making any snide comments. Just listening—or at least pretending to.

Then Annie turns to you, her eyes bright with genuine interest. “Hey, didn’t you just come back from Hawaii?”, she asks, smiling. “How was it?”.

A warmth spreads through you as you recall the trip, and you open your mouth to tell everyone about the little things Ben had planned. It hadn’t been just a vacation; he’d actually tried—finding hidden beaches, showing you places he thought were worth seeing, even arranging a sunset boat ride that he’d played off as nothing but had been undeniably romantic. For a second, you think maybe he won’t mind if you share this part of him.

But before you can get a word out, Ben cuts in with a loud scoff. “Hawaii, yeah”, he says, voice dripping with mockery. “Little trip where princess here spent half the time squealin’ about the sand and sunsets. Real cute, real delicate. Nearly cried when she saw a turtle”.

You feel your cheeks heat up, caught off guard by the way he’s twisting it, reducing everything you’d shared into a cheap joke.

You clear your throat, determined not to let Ben’s dismissive tone overshadow the memories you hold close. “Actually”, you begin, trying to steer the conversation back on track, “we did this incredible hike one day to a hidden waterfall. It was a little off the beaten path, but it was beautiful—took hours to find it, and the view was just… breathtaking”. You glance around the room, feeling a little more at ease as you share the experience. “The kind of place you’d never think you’d find, like a scene out of a movie”.

But before you can continue, Ben chuckles, low and unrestrained, flashing you a smirk that makes your stomach tighten with dread. “Yeah, sure, breathtaking”, he says, his tone thick with sarcasm. “Though, if I remember right, sweetheart, the view wasn’t what had you catching your breath by the time we got there”. His smirk deepens, eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint as he leans forward, clearly reveling in everyone’s discomfort. “Whole place to ourselves, secluded… You’re fucking right we made the most of that”.

You can feel the heat rising to your face as he deliberately twists the memory. Your heart sinks as you catch the expressions around the room—Frenchie’s raised eyebrow, M.M.’s thinly veiled irritation, Annie’s wide-eyed embarrassment.

“Ben”, you say softly, trying to rein him in, but he just shrugs, flashing you a grin that holds not even a hint of apology.

“What?”, he says, lifting his hands in mock innocence. “Just givin’ ’em the real story. I mean, why leave out the best part?”. He chuckles, leaning back as he takes a long sip of his drink, completely at ease with himself, as if his words hadn’t just peeled back a vulnerable moment and cheapened it in front of everyone.

Annie clears her throat, trying to salvage the conversation with a strained smile. “Sounds… like quite the adventure”, she manages, but you can see the discomfort flickering in her eyes.

You force yourself to smile, though it feels hollow. “Yeah, it was… something”, you murmur, choosing not to meet Ben’s gaze. The memory of that waterfall—the stillness, the way he’d looked at you, the rare softness in his voice—is clouded now, overshadowed by his careless words.

As the conversation moves on, you feel a tightness in your chest, a quiet frustration building inside. It’s like he’s taken a piece of something private and twisted it into a spectacle, and though you know it’s his armor, his way of keeping distance, it still hurts.

After a while, M.M., who’s been quietly observing the tension in your posture, leans over, his voice soft but direct. “Hey, you mind givin’ me a hand in the kitchen?”. He gives you a look that’s both understanding and reassuring, as if to offer a momentary escape from the sting Ben’s comments left behind.

You nod, grateful for the opportunity, and rise from the couch, slipping away as casually as you can manage. Ben barely glances up, his attention now fully fixed on the football game playing on the screen with Butcher beside him. The two of them share a low chuckle, both watching with intense focus, perfectly at ease in their shared interest in the game.

Following M.M. into the kitchen, you let out a quiet breath, feeling the weight lift from your shoulders as the chatter from the living room fades slightly. M.M. gives you a small smile, pulling a few dishes from the counter as he begins to prep.

He glances over at you, his eyes filled with that familiar, no-nonsense empathy of his. “You good?”, he asks, keeping his tone casual, though there’s an unmistakable warmth in it.

You manage a small nod, though the corners of your mouth pull into a faint, reluctant smile. “Yeah, I’m… fine”, you reply, though even you can hear the strain in your voice. “Thanks for this, by the way. Just… needed a minute”.

He nods, setting a dish in front of you. “Figured. That man doesn’t know how to quit, does he?”. He shakes his head, glancing back toward the living room.

“You know, some guys act like that ’cause they don’t know any better. With him, it’s like he knows better but just… chooses not to”.

You let out a soft sigh, fingers absently tracing the edge of the dish. “It’s… complicated”, you say, not really wanting to get into it but appreciating his understanding. “It’s like, when it’s just the two of us, he’s… he’s different, you know? And then the second we’re around other people…”. Your voice trails off, unsure how to finish the sentence.

M.M. nods knowingly. “Yeah, I get it. You got a man who thinks showing any kinda softness makes him look weak. So he builds up walls, throws out insults, makes everything a joke”.

M.M. pauses, studying you for a moment before he shakes his head with a low, thoughtful mumble. “You’re a good girl, you know that? Too good for a guy like him. Ben’s just… a damn dick sometimes”.

You let out a heavy sigh, feeling a familiar urge rise up to defend Ben, as complicated as it always is. “He’s… it’s not always like that, M.M. He—”.

But M.M. raises a finger, silencing you gently but firmly. “Do I need to remind you of your little hospital stay?”. His voice is low, almost cautious, like he’s not sure if he should bring it up but knows it needs saying.

You sigh again, shoulders slumping slightly as the memory drifts back. “That was one time, M.M. And it wasn’t on purpose”.

M.M. looks at you, his expression softening but his eyes firm. “Sure. But what did he say afterward?”. He leans in, lowering his voice. “He blamed you for bein’ so ‘easily breakable,’ didn’t he?”.

The words hit you harder than you expected, even though you’d tried to bury that memory. You remember lying in that hospital bed, bruised and sore, with Ben at your side as he muttered, “Didn’t think you’d be so damn fragile. Thought you could handle it”.

You mumble, almost more to yourself than to M.M., “I know… but he’s been careful since then. He’s… he’s trying, M.M”. Your words feel uncertain, as if you’re trying to convince yourself as much as you’re trying to convince him.

M.M. pauses, studying you with a look that’s both understanding and wary. He doesn’t say anything right away, but his expression speaks volumes—a mix of concern and that unflinching honesty he’s always shown you.

“He’s trying, huh?”, he says softly, his tone carefully measured. “Maybe he is, in his own way. But the question you gotta ask yourself is… is it enough?”.

The question lands like a quiet echo in the kitchen, and for a moment, you don’t respond. Because deep down, you’ve wondered the same thing. Is his trying—the brief, quiet moments where he shows you a softness no one else sees—enough to outweigh the times he shuts you out, belittles you, or shrugs off the hurt he causes?

M.M. lets the silence stretch a bit, as if he knows you need the space to let his words settle. He picks up a dish and starts washing it, his gaze soft but steady when he finally looks back at you. “Look, I ain’t here to tell you what to do. You see somethin’ in him that makes you stay, and that’s between you and him. But just… don’t lose yourself in tryin’ to fix him”.

You swallow, a weight pressing against your chest as you nod slowly. “I know, M.M. It’s just… he’s not all bad. I’ve seen a different side of him”.

“I’m sure you have”. M.M. nods, and there’s a flicker of something almost protective in his gaze. “But remember, he’s the one who’s gotta be responsible for his actions—not you. Ain’t your job to take on his hurt or his past, no matter how much he makes it feel like it is”.

You give him a small, grateful smile, feeling the warmth of his words settle around you. “Thanks, M.M. Really”.

He nods, giving you a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. “Anytime. You got people here who care about you, alright? Don’t ever forget that”.

You take a deep breath, gathering yourself before stepping out of the kitchen and back into the living room, M.M.’s words lingering in your mind like a quiet reminder of what you deserve. But just as you re-enter the room, you catch a flicker of something in Ben’s expression—a subtle tightening around his eyes, his mouth set in a hard line. You realize, with a pang of unease, that he must’ve heard at least part of your conversation with M.M.

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A/N: Please let me know what you think.🥰

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astrolook · 2 months ago

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👫💖🌈Kundli Matching: The Cosmic Tinder Swipe Right

Note: Just a heads-up, these are my personal observations and patterns over the years when it comes to kundli matching. It’s not always about perfect alignment, but more about understanding the deeper cosmic connections between two people. Everyone’s journey is unique, and while kundli matching can offer insights, it’s the personal effort and growth that truly shape relationships. 🌟

Kundli matching is like western astrology's version of synastry compatibility, focusing on how two people’s charts connect to see if the stars are aligned for a strong relationship.

Kundli Matching is used for marriage as it’s believed to bring harmony by ensuring that the couple’s energies align well.

What Can Be Seen in Kundli Matching?

Gunas (Points): These points assess mental, emotional, and overall compatibility. The more points, the better the match.

Doshas (Flaws): These highlight areas where there might be challenges in the relationship, like communication or temperament. If one has Saturn or Saturn Rx in the 7th, we look whether the other has either Mars or Sun in their 7th to neutralize the effect.

Planetary Positions: The way planets are placed in both charts shows how the couple’s traits and life paths might interact.

Nakshatras: These show emotional compatibility based on the moon’s placement in specific constellations.

For Gunas (Points),

Less than 18 – Not exactly a match made in the stars. Maybe rethink that marriage plan. 18 to 24 – It’s decent, might work, but keep the compromise button ready. 24 to 32 – Very good! You’re on your way to a successful, loving partnership. 32 to 36 – Now we’re talking! An excellent match with high cosmic compatibility.

In Kundli Matching, we use a 36-point system to measure compatibility, while synastry looks at aspects between planets.

It dives into spiritual and life purpose alignment, whereas synastry focuses more on personality traits.

For example, your Sun in 12th falling on their 10th house, let's say in Leo, you light up their career zone like a spotlight on stage, they see you. They might admire your confidence… or feel a tiny bit overshadowed. Basically, you're their motivational speaker and main character energy, all in one. ☀️👑

You, as the Sun person, you shine quietly (12th house style), but in their world, you're full-blown billboard energy (10th house Leo). They see you as someone who adds to their public image (also a victory on their side) even if you're not trying to be seen. Meanwhile, you’re just over here vibing in the background, wondering how you became their personal icon. 😎🌞

Another example, let's say you have you Sun in 1st falls on their 7th house Taurus, it’s giving “I could marry this person” vibes: stable, shiny, and grounded. You tick their relationship boxes without even trying (which makes it both dreamy and confusing). They're torn between framing you in gold or wondering if it's too good to be true. 💍🐂

You, as the Sun person, you're radiating main-character energy in their life. You feel confident, seen, and like you naturally hold space in their world. Lowkey wondering why they keep calling you their "ideal type" without blinking. 😎🌟

✨ Now, hold on as it's not all sunshine and sparkles. Just because your Sun falls in their 10th or 7th house doesn’t mean the script always stays romantic. Relationships evolve and in kundli, layers unfold over time.

In Vedic astrology, we go beyond overlays. Like I’ve mentioned before, planets aspect, and that changes the game. For example, if your Sun lands in their 10th house, it also aspects their 4th house, so while you might boost their career or public image, you could also unknowingly stir stuff at home (dominance, ego clashes, drama, or family tension).

Also, if your Sun’s in an air or fire sign, the debates can be fiery like passionate convos turning into full-blown “who’s right?” standoffs. 🔥💨

So yeah, while overlays can show attraction or significance, kundli matching considers multiple outcomes, including house lords, aspects, dignity of the planet, and overall chart context. One placement won’t tell the whole story, we read the whole vibe.

We also have to look at:

Where your DK (Darakaraka - the lowest degree in birth chart) falls in their chart shows how you relate to them in love, and what kind of partner you play in their life.

Where your AK (Atmakaraka - the highest degree in your birth chart) falls in their chart reveals your soul’s lessons and how they might trigger or support your personal growth.

....and vice versa.

Beyond romance, there are several other factors that shold be taken into account from both of your charts :

To predict children for you both, we have to combine both charts and check where your 5th house and its lord fall in each other’s charts. usually childbirth is seen from woman's chart. When combining partner's chart, it can tell us whether the partner is fertile or childbirth supports them. Putrakaraka (PK - 5th highest degree in your birth chart for childbirth) in both charts.

Your mother-in-law can be seen from your partner’s 4th house and its lord, and where that falls in your chart. In natal, we usually look at 10th lord but when combining a partner's chart, it can give a lot of details about how their mother play a role in your life depending on the house it falls and vice versa.

For in-laws in general, we check the 8th house and its lord in both charts as this shows in-law dynamics, family karma, and legacy themes.

Kundli matching is just like synastry, but with extra steps and a few more cosmic outcomes. Think of it as astrology’s deep dive into not just “who’s the one,” but why they’re the one beyond the surface level vibes. It’s not just about the attraction, it's about understanding the soul-deep connection, karmic lessons, and how your energies blend on a deeper level. After all, you don’t just want to know if you click. You want to know if you’re on the same page for the long haul, through thick and thin, with a little cosmic guidance along the way. 🌌💫

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tmntxthings · 10 months ago

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(First of saw your recent ask with the anon and I hope you’re feeling a bit better since answering that! Please don’t rush to answer this or your other requests and i hope you feel better soon!)

I AM CHEWING ON YOUR DONNIE X READER WORKS OML BRO WHAT ARE YOU FEEDING YOUR INNER WRITER YOUR WORK IS ✨DIVINE✨ 😔👌

I cant resist making a request but you know Donnie flies/hovers with his battle shell in some episodes right to get around?? So what if Donnie having an s/o who is fascinated by the idea of flying, so one day, after much pestering Donnie gives in and decides to fly them around New York for a bit. BUT only if he is there with them, cuz Donnie is not about to have a stress induced heart

attack if they loose balance.

Donnie himself doesn’t really understand the fascination with flying cuz….well nothing is especially different, it’s just the city but from high up. But then mid sentence he looks to his partner and stares in silent awe at the fascination twinkling in their eyes as they admire the view??

I’m sorry I’m such a goddam sucker for this sort of stuff

一∑ Nights Like These 。・゜・

author’s notes: you paint a pretty picture anon, I could see it all play out thru my head! hope you enjoy <3

warnings: fluff, unedited

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“Y’know what would be cool?”

Donatello blinked, his stare deadpanned. He was over this. You had asked so many times already. And each time, he had given you his answer. A resounding no. So he continued to tap at his phone while you sidled up next to him on the couch.

“Donnieeeeeee!”

A drawn eyebrow twitched. He wasn’t going to deign that with a response. You were being trivial at this point.

“Please!”

He let out a long sigh. Clicking his phone shut as dark irises finally turned in your direction. By this point it was clear you were never going to let it go. The word no, didn’t exist in your vocabulary. At least not when it came to the possibility of flying.

With his attention now on you, a speech was suddenly underway.

“I’ll do everything you say! Take a whole Donnie-training-course on how to fly a jetpack!! Just let me try! Please! Pretty please!”

You sure did know how to beg. Maybe it was unfair of him. But he didn’t like the idea of you in the air at all. You weren’t exactly known for coordination. You sucked at driving video games. How would you be able to command a jetpack that could go from zero to a hundred in seconds flat?

It was dangerous.

You could get injured or worse! There were so many terrible scenarios that ran through Donnie’s mind, he almost went back on his phone. But your hands latched onto his arm, pulling his thoughts back to the here and now.

“Nothing bad will happen! You’ll be right there beside me!!”

It was weird how you knew exactly what to say. Exactly how to sway him. Maybe his face was an open book, or maybe you just knew how to read him too well. This time his sigh was one of defeat.

You cheered.

After many, many lessons Donnie finally felt it was safe enough for you to put the jetpack on.

By this point you knew what all of the buttons did. All sorts of emergency protocols. And you may even be considered a certified pilot depending on the country.

Rigorous couldn’t even begin to describe what regiment Donnie had put you through. But it all paid off in the end. Because now you were strapped in.

“Alright, looks like it fits. How does it feel? I designed this one according to your specs.”

Donnie was circling around you. A hand underneath his chin as he looked for a reason to call the whole thing off. But you were on the moon.

“It’s perfect! Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it. Finally!! We get to fly together!!”

How could he shatter that bright smile of yours now? He’d put this off long enough. So he nodded, and led the charge out of the lair.

“Remember, if you feel out of control—“

You cut him off before he could finish.

“Don, I know! Stop and hover. Can I power on now?”

“No not yet we have to go through all of… Y/N!”

There was no patience left within you as Donnie kept talking so you just took off mid-sentence. He hollered after you. He took chase, his own jetpack roaring to life.

You were going way too fast. Donnie couldn’t tell if you were even under control! Just above the rooftops you flew by. Weaving past units and it became clear that you did know how to fly. His anxiety lessened but he still kept tailing you. Just in case.

At one point you slowed down enough for Donnie to be flying right by your side. Your smile dazzled him as you glanced over. Eyes twinkling in awe as you pointed out the bridge where Donnie and his brothers did the pizza box stacking competition.

“Race you there!”

You shouted and not a second later you were going max speed.

Now you may be a natural but Donnie had been flying far longer than you. The only advantage you did have was a slight head start. The wind picked up as the two of you flew higher. The finish line apparently being the highest point on the bridge.

Donnie won. He knew the best path to take after all from a projected route via his goggles. He watched as you made it to him. Slowing down and then circling him in the air while you laughed out in joy.

“This is amazing!!”

You exclaimed as you landed in front of him. It was high up, the wind whipping past the both of you. But the cold didn’t seem to affect your spirits at all. Your arms were raised in the air, back turned to him, whooping out for all of New York to hear. None of them would, not even the passengers in their zooming cars below. But Donnie could.

His heart did a strange thump beneath his plastron. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He felt a little breathless.

“Thank you! I- just, thank you for this! I never thought in my lifetime I’d be able to do something so… so..!”

The words were slipping from you as you had faced Donnie to express your gratitude. This was something that only happened in movies. That only happened in dreams! Your hands came up and moved in an expression that tried to convey how big this all felt to you. These emotions!

“We can do it again. However many times you like.”

Donnie replied after a moment.

You didn’t let the shock pass your features. You had wondered if he would let you fly again. So you had tried to get it all out of your system. Not knowing if the first would be your last. You smiled brightly for him.

“My worries seem to have been for nothing. You’re a natural at flying.”

A compliment. You could only smile brighter.

“Well, I don’t know about all that,”

And his mouth opened to argue. Not liking how you were putting yourself down. But before he could you continued.

“I had a great teacher!”

You mused at how his mouth snapped shut. His eyes darting away, a hand coming up to rub the back of his bandana.

“Really. He was the best! He’s too smart!”

He had to turn away as the compliments kept coming. Had the wind stopped? It was suddenly a bit warm up here. You had the nerve to giggle at his shyness before you powered up your jetpack again.

He turned immediately back to you, expecting you to take off again. But this time you hovered. Offering your hand to Donnie. He couldn’t help but take in the view. The night sky your backdrop, few stars even more satellites. But it was as if you were glowing before him.

His own hand reached out, fingers brushing against your palm, before taking a firm grip.

He held your hand.

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vkelleyart · 4 months ago

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✨🎡WTTHTM DAZZLING BOOKISH SHOP EDITION ART REVEAL🎡✨

This Luna Park-themed special edition cover for WHEN THE TIDES HELD THE MOON was designed for Dazzling Bookish Shop and I'm so grateful they invited me to put a new skin on the novel! This design integrates the carnival colors of Morgan’s Menagerie and features some extra art nouveau treatments and gold foiling, including a font in the author line designed by my talented friend and font master, @penpanoply.

The front cover illustration was inspired by the mirror imagery between Benny and Río throughout the novel when they find themselves on either side of the viewing pane. Pressing their palms to the glass is a significant gesture in the story, so I thought it would be neat to put it right on the cover in a way that underscores the “niether-this-nor-that” they share in common: Río’s hybridity as a half-man-half-fish is visible on the outside of his body, whereas Benny’s cultural hybridity as an American immigrant is concealed within him.

The back cover takes a line directly from the novel, “Ain’t no bein’ free on the outside if you ain’t free on the inside.” It also features portraits of every member of the Menagerie, plus a rendering of Luna Park’s front gates as they would have looked back in 1911. Benny’s cuatro guitar decorates the spine.

As for the sprayed edges, I did a slight rework of the original cover concept, with Benny floating above Río. Coursing through the sprayed edges is a visual depiction of another important element from the novel: The Currents. (But I won’t say more about that lest I inadvertently spoil things!)

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crazyunsexycool · 4 months ago

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The Sun ☀️, the moon 🌙 & the stars ✨

Chapter 14: A Storm is Coming

Pairing: alpha!steve Rogers x alpha!sam Wilson x alpha!bucky Barnes x omega!reader

Word Count: 4.3K

Warning: Implied smut, so much angst, physical fight, attack. cursing at reader, protective Sam..

A/N: So much is happening in this chapter but this is just a set up for what's to come. I hope you guys like it, it literally took me a year to write this but I'm so inspired to write the next chapter so hopefully it will be out soon!!

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Steve ducks, narrowly avoiding a well placed punch. He grapples his opponent to try and stop the assault. There’s some back and forth and Steve is sent to the floor but not without bringing his opponent down with him.

“Losing your touch old man.”

“I let you win, baby.” Steve says with a chuckle as he looks up at Sam, who’s straddling his hips.

Sam smirks down at Steve. The gym was empty with most of the team having trained earlier in the day. So Steve is more than happy to pull Sam down by his shirt and kiss him breathless.

“Where’s Bucky? I thought he was going to join us.” Steve asked as they stood back up.

“Him and Sunshine went to some shop that sells spices from all around the world. She found some recipes she wanted to try out. All I know is that we are going to have to up our training with how many desserts she’s been making.”

Steve chuckles and nods in agreement. “It’s good to see her back to her usual self though.” He comments as the two of them head to the elevators.

It had been a few short weeks since they had given you your own personal space. The change they had seen was almost immediate and the alphas were proud to be able to provide for you.

“Yeah it is.”

Sam hit the button for their floor. They would be busy finalizing the details of their next mission. Then they both place a hand over their chest where a sudden overwhelming feeling comes through the bond.

Steve huffs a laugh as he rubs his chest. “Those two are trouble.” The bond between the four of you was vibrating with mischievous intention.

Your arm was looped around Bucky’s as you walked through the busy streets of the city. It was times like these that you were glad to not only have an alpha but one that looked as intimidating as Bucky did. People tended to move out of his way. He held your bags in his other hand even though you told him you could hold them yourself.

“I’m just going to be a minute.” Bucky tells you as you stop in front of a store that sells alpha products. “Do you want to come in with me?”

“Ok, I’ll go with you.”

Bucky holds the door open for you, the mixed scents of alphas hits you immediately. It makes a shiver run down your spine at how the scents mixed. You weren’t sure if it was the combination of smells or the fact that you were happily mated but you scrunch your nose in disgust.

“This place reeks.” You whisper to Bucky as you walk further into the store.

Anything and everything an alpha could need was available. From products they could use during their ruts to scent enhancers and blockers for different situations.

“I think those are a scam.” Bucky says as he looks over your shoulder to find a display of scent enhancers.

“Do you really?”

“Of course. Get lonely people to spend their money on it with the empty promise of finding a mate. It’s ridiculous.”

“They might work though.” You shoot back.

“I doubt it.”

“Let’s try it out.” You grab one of the testers and spray it on your neck, over your mating gland. “This one says it’s meant to enhance the sweetness in a scent to attract possible mates and make the wearer seem more sexually appealing.”

It took all but a few minutes for it to work. Bucky took a deep breath. Your scent had definitely become stronger and he let out a low growl as his pupils dilated. He took a step closer to you while burying his nose in the crook of your neck and you held back your giggle.

“Told you it could work.” You murmured while Bucky kissed his mark on your neck.

“Let’s go.” He all but growls when another alpha walks by and checks you out.

You laughed as you ran into the apartment at the tower. Bucky stalked behind you with a pissed off expression on his face. Steve and Sam were in the living room going over mission reports together when you made a mad dash to the stairs that lead to the second floor.

“What is going on?” Steve looked between you and Bucky.

“Bucky’s mad I didn’t want to have sex in an alley by a dumpster.” You inform him before looking at Bucky. “I’m a pillow princess. Your words, remember?”

“She used one of those scent enhancers at the store. She’s being a little tease.” Bucky growled, a little mischievousness in his eyes.

Sam and Steve looked between the two of you. Neither you nor Bucky realized the enhanced scent still lingered and both alphas took a deep breath. They stood, all three of them looked at you as if you were their last meal and you grinned.

“If you catch me before I get to our room you can have your way with me. If not, I'll make you watch while I touch myself.” You said before darting up the stairs as quickly as you could.

You knew you’d lose. Steve had grabbed you by the waist while you were just halfway up. You hid your smile as Steve carried you up the stairs, Sam and Bucky following close behind.

The four of you laid in a naked heap in the middle of the California king sized bed. You were resting your head on Bucky’s chest while Steve and Sam were talking about who knows what.

“We should buy some of those enhancers.” You murmur to Bucky and he chuckles.

“You just like having your alphas wrapped around your finger, don’t you?”

“Maybe.”

“Well, Moonbeam, you don’t need anything other than yourself to have us wrapped around these pretty little fingers.”

You smile up at him before giving him a quick kiss. Sam shifts and turns his attention back to you. His arm comes to rest over your waist while he kisses your shoulder. His chest is pressed firmly against your back and you relish the warmth from the skin to skin contact. You turn your head and Sam connects his lips to yours.

“You’re a little troublemaker.” Sam mumbles against your lips.

“You like it.”

“I love it.” Sam kisses your forehead before pulling away and getting up. “I love you.”

You, Steve and Bucky sit up a bit to watch a naked Sam walk towards the bathroom. The three of you wolf whistle and throw compliments him as he shakes his head.

“C’mere sweetheart.” Steve pulls you toward him while Bucky leaves to follow Sam.

“If you’re going to give me bad news, you should’ve done it before we had sex. That way you could’ve fucked me dumb and I wouldn’t have remembered.”

Steve shakes with laughter. He pulls you in closer to himself, enjoying the way you snuggle up to him.

“When do you leave?” You asked quietly.

“At the end of the week.”

“How long?”

“Almost five weeks.”

You sit up and look down at Steve. “Five weeks? I’ll be all alone. You can’t do that.”

“We won’t all leave at the same time. Sam will head out first, then Bucky joins him a few days later and I will leave a few days after that. I wish there was something I could do but this mission is very important.”

“What is it?” You asked as Steve sat up.

“We found a lead on a group that is trafficking omegas. We’ve been following it for a few weeks now and we have the chance to infiltrate it and break it up so no one else gets hurt.”

Your breath hitched and you pulled away from Steve as you realized the importance of this mission. But five weeks away from all three of your alphas would be very difficult. While thinking about how you would cope Steve reveals something else.

“Your brother has been helping us find these people.”

“What?” You ask in disbelief. “My brother? The same person that was trying to kick down my door?”

“Yes. He was checked out by the medical team and they found a highly dangerous mix of drugs in his system. That same mixture is being sold on the street. He’s our best lead. We wanted to tell you after he got out of the rehab center but you deserve to know the truth.”

You just nod but you can’t believe what you’re hearing. This felt like too much information too fast. Dread started to pool in your chest.

“Hey,” Steve sat up and snaked an arm around your waist to pull you closer. “Everything will be alright. I was thinking that after we’re done with this mission the four of us could go on a vacation. Spend some time together and relax. What do you think? We can get away from all of this for a little while.”

“I guess.”

“Starlight-“

“It’s ok.” You look up at Steve, trying to put on a brave face. “This is your job. You have to go and save those omegas. I’ll be fine.”

Steve kisses your temple before speaking up. “I promise we’ll be back before you know it.”

You can only nod in agreement as you feel a lump form in your throat. This would be the first time that all three alphas would be gone for such a long time. Sure there were a few times that their missions took longer than expected and you were alone for a day or two. But five whole weeks would feel like a lifetime.

Since finding out about the mission you were trying to spend as much time with Sam, Steve and Bucky as you could. It was really getting into your head that you would be alone for some time. Being alone never bothered you before, in fact it was just how you went through life. But now here were these three amazing and loving men that came crashing into your life and turned your world upside down. They had given you so much in such a short time that you were afraid something would take all the good things away from you.

The thought of losing any of them plagued your mind constantly. What if they came back and things were different? Logically speaking it didn’t make sense and you knew it. But the omega in you that was practically just starting out was afraid of being away from her alphas. So the thought of being alone again was terrifying, it was dictating your every move. It had completely distracted you from your normal day to day and it was currently affecting your job.

“Shit.” You mutter through gritted teeth as you look down at your shirt.

You always changed the ink in the big copier but you were distracted. Now you have a huge ink stain on the front of your favorite pink shirt. The morning didn’t get any easier, people were rude and snippy and it was kind of your fault because you were being short and cold to them. Even Ricky and Jonah were keeping their distance.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment.” You said without looking up to see who was standing there before turning back to the conversation you were having on the phone. “Yes, you have to submit the form a month before the date you want to reserve the room. Yes, you can send it via email. Ok, bye.”

You hang up and sigh before looking up.

“Sam.” Your eyes instantly tear up and you pout the moment you see him standing there.

“Sunshine, what’s going on?” He was concerned about you, they all were.

“I’m having the worst day. And look at my shirt, it’s ruined.”

“I can help with that.” He holds up a bag for you.

“How’d you know?”

“A little birdie told me.”

“Sammy, you’re the best. I’ll be right back.” You lean over the counter and grab the bag before rushing off down the hall to get changed in the bathroom.

“Don’t take too long, I’m taking you to lunch.” He calls out as you leave.

Sam keeps himself busy by texting Bucky and Steve about you. He missed the person that walked past him. The sour scent does get his attention for a moment but it’s a community center so many people come by. It isn’t a few minutes later when he hears your angry voice echo from the hall that he realizes he should have paid more attention.

****

“Get the fuck away from me.” You land a hard slap against the face of the one person you didn’t want to see again.

“Why are you being difficult omega?”

Luca Romano. You hadn’t seen him in weeks since the incident in which he hurt your wrist. Now he had the nerve to show up out of the blue and try to corner you as you left the bathroom. He was even trying to push you back in but you were fighting him off.

“Why are you such a fucking asshole? I’ve told you multiple times that I don’t like you. Now leave me alone.”

You watch as he takes a deep breath before his face turns unreadable. “I am going to put you in your place, you stupid, useless omega whore.”

His hand comes up as if he were going to strike you. You’re not scared though, no, you’re ready to defend yourself. But Luca is ripped away from you and thrown against the wall. Sam is standing in front of you and he’s angry.

“Were you going to hit my omega?” He growls as he steps closer to Luca, who is getting up from the floor.

“Your omega?”Luca laughs. “She’s a whore. Can’t you smell it? All those scents mixed together. She was trying to pull me into the bathroom and who am I to deny an omega in need?”

“Bullshit.” You lean to the side to get a better look from behind Sam. “You’ve been harassing me for ages. You’ve even gotten physical.” You feel the way Sam tenses, the way the bond explodes with anger from him and concern from Steve and Bucky.

“Sunshine, is this the scum that hurt your wrist?”

“Yes.” You murmur.

The deep and guttural growl that leaves Sam gives you goosebumps and you immediately take a step back while grabbing your phone from your back pocket in order to call Ricky and Jonah for back up.

“So you think it’s ok to hurt people just because you’re an alpha?”

“Look man, I don’t know what this bitch told you but she’s been asking for it.”

“No she hasn’t. And the next words out of your mouth better be an apology or you better say nothing at all, especially not about my omega.”

Luca stares at Sam before his eyes dart to you. You can see the anger burning as he stares at you. He snarls and lunges to try and grab you but Sam stops him. You’ve never really seen Sam fight someone that was actually trying to cause harm but it was impressive and a bit scary. He lands a punch right to Luca’s jaw and sends him tumbling back.

Ricky and Jonah rush to stop the fight. Sam definitely held back but you could see how badly he wanted to destroy Luca for what he said about you and what he’d done to you. It was Jonah who had to push him back and remind him that you were watching. When Sam turned around to look at you his demeanor completely changed. He was back to the same Sam you knew but you still flinched when he reached out to grab your hand. It made tears pool in your eyes.

“I’m sorry.” You whisper.

“No, Sunshine, you don’t have to apologize for anything.”

“This is all my fault.”

“Hey, Sweets, why don’t we go into the conference room.” Ricky gets closer. “We have to wait for the cops and they’ll need your statement so they know Sam was only defending you.”

“Ok. We should call Steve and Bucky.”

“They’re already on their way.”

****

Steve and Bucky were livid. Feeling them so riled up had you on edge. The cops had taken Luca away before they showed up and as much as you hated the man you were glad. It would have only hurt their reputation, especially Bucky’s, if they saw him. The other thing that added fuel to the fire was the cops didn’t let them see you since they were still taking your statement. They’d even brought one of the lawyers that works for the Avengers with them. In the lobby Mr. Burke was having a fit and Mrs. Levy was scolding him for it.

When you finally did get to leave the interview you headed straight for your desk to collect your things. Bucky and Steve wanted to rush to you but Mrs. Levy stopped them, she walked over to you instead.

“Y/N?” She called you softly while she leaned all her weight on her cane.

You looked up at her from your seat and blinked back tears.

“If you want you can stay with me. I can make up the couch.”

“Thank you Ophelia but I’ll be ok.”

“Are you sure?” She asked. “You don’t have to go with them just because they’re your alphas.”

She was worried for you and you remembered what had happened to her daughter. You got up and surprised her by giving her a hug.

“I’ll be ok I promise. But I’ll call you later, ok?”

“I’ll be waiting.”

You give her the best smile you could muster before heading to the front door. Three worried alphas follow as you make your way to one of their cars. Steve takes Sam’s keys and ushers him into his own car while Bucky opens the passenger door for you.

No one says a word. Not in the two separate car rides or the elevator ride up to your floor. The tension can be cut with a knife when you all walk into your shared apartment.

“Sweetheart-“ Steve starts but you cut him off.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” You murmur and head into your room.

Bucky ushers Sam towards the living room. He sits and leans forward, laying his forearms on his thighs and hanging his head low.

“She flinched.” Sam says before looking up at Steve and Bucky. “I was so mad I beat the shit out of that guy and when I turned to her, she flinched when I reached out to her.”

“It was a tense situation.”

“What if she hates me now? Worse, what if she’s scared of me?”

“I highly doubt she’s scared of you.” Steve says as he moves to sit next to Sam. “We have to remember that her home life was bad, it could have just been an involuntary reaction.”

Sam nodded but he still looked defeated. The last thing he ever wants is for you to be afraid of him. All three alphas knew you were having a hard time accepting that they’d be gone for a while. They wanted their last week with you to be filled with some good, fun times. Now their plans have been ruined.

“I’m gonna go check on her.” Steve says before getting up and heading towards your room.

****

Steve knocks softly on your door. The minute he does music starts to play and he can’t help but sigh. He rests his forehead against the door and speaks.

“Starlight, I know today was a lot for you. I just want to know if you need anything and if you’re ok.”

You were sitting with your back against the door on the other side. There were really no words to describe the overwhelming emotions swelling in your chest at the moment. It’s why you wanted to be alone. Although Steve wanted to know you were ok you didn’t answer. You didn’t know what to say so you just sat there and hoped he’d go back to making sure Sam was alright.

“Ok, you don’t have to talk if you don’t want to but please come find us if you need anything. We just want to keep you happy and safe.” Steve says before walking away.

You knew that and it made you feel guilty that Steve felt like he had to remind you. It all felt like too much. Them leaving for as long as they were, the crappy day that turned into a nightmare and Sam fighting someone to protect you. You never wanted them to have to get physical in order to protect you. It made you sick to your stomach to know they were willing to compromise themselves for you.

As the afternoon slowly turned to nighttime you continued to play the events of the day in your head. Taking a nap didn’t help, it only brought up the nightmares. Trying to read didn’t help, you couldn’t concentrate on the words. It was late enough that your alphas should be in bed and you needed to get something to drink.

Without much thought you opened the door to your room only to find Sam walking past. He froze as the light from your room spilled out into the dark hallway. He was in sweatpants and no shirt. It was like he was afraid to scare you if he turned around too quickly. As slowly as he could he turned halfway to face you.

“I’m sorry Sunshine, I didn’t mean to wake you.” Sam says softly.

You shake your head slightly in confusion.

“Were you not sleeping?”

You shake your head again.

Sam sighs, “you should get some rest. Today… was a long day. You must be tired, I’ll let you go.”

It pained you to see him be so cautious around you. Before he could turn away you held your hand out and he took it. Without second guessing you pulled Sam into your room and pulled him towards your bed until he sat with his back resting against the headboard. You straddled his lap, hid your face in the crook of his neck and wrapped your arms around him as best you could. Sam just accepts your affection and waits for whatever comes next.

“I wasn’t scared because of you.” You murmur before pulling back to look at Sam. “You have to know that I trust you with my life.”

You watched as Sam released the breath he’d been holding. The weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders and he slumped down.

“When you flinched-“

“The only person that scared me was him. He reminded me of how my dad used to come at me. It just brought up a lot of bad memories.”

“We’ll never let anyone hurt you, Sunshine. I don’t care if I get in any kind of trouble. I’ll always protect you.”

You give him a small smile before you lean forward and kiss him soft and sweet. “I love you so much, Sam. Thank you for protecting me today and I’m sorry I hid when we got home.”

“I understand, you needed some time to process.”

You smile and nod.

“I love you too. Now, I’ll go so that you can get some sleep.”

“No. You have to stay.”

It’s Sam’s turn to smile. “Oh I have to?”

“Yes,�� you pout. “You’re leaving in a few days. We have to spend as much time together as we can.”

“Ok. I’ll stay. Now let's get comfortable. It’s been a long day.”

You yawn and stretch before nodding in agreement. The two of you get comfortable in your nest and you fall asleep rather quickly.

The day Sam had to leave arrived sooner than you would have liked. You stood in the hangar at the top of the tower and watched as Sam and some of the team as well as a few agents finished packing everything they needed for this mission. Steve and Bucky were right by your side but they weren’t as worried as you were. They would see Sam in a couple of days.

“Alright, it seems like we have everything.” Sam says as he stops in front of the three of you.

“Be careful out there.” Steve steps forward and gives Sam a quick kiss.

“I’ll see you in a couple of days.” Bucky said before also kissing Sam and then walking away with Steve to give you a minute.

You don’t say anything, instead you wrap your arms around Sam’s midsection. Sam in turn holds you close as his chin rests on top of your head. He sways you side to side gently until he hears you sniffle.

“Sunshine, don’t cry. These weeks will go by in a flash.” Sam says as he cradles your face in his hands.

“I know. It’ll be fine, I’ll be fine.” You said, trying to sound convincing but the silent tears betrayed you.

Sam gave you a few quick little pecks on the lips before deepening the kiss. It was loving and reassuring but also slightly desperate. It made you realize that he was also nervous about leaving.

“I love you so much, Sunshine. I’ll see you soon.” Sam says after someone calls his name.

“Bye, my love. Be careful ok?”

“I will.” Sam replies while walking backwards. He sends you a wink and toothy grin before turning around and getting on the jet.

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Soon enough you were back at the hangar seeing Bucky off and then Steve. They both reassured you that they would be back as quickly as possible. It would only be a couple of short weeks. You’d be able to deal with that. The dread that had settled in your chest would disappear. It had to.

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simdertalia · 2 years ago

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🚀 ACNH Space Enthusiast Set 👽

52 items | Sims 4, base game compatible - As usual, all original swatches included with lots of extras added by me! ☺️💗 Not all items are from ACNH. Please keep in mind some of the items are high poly if you have an older computer. The mooncake plate item is going to be shared publicly on my Tumblr today, since it is a cultural related item for a soon upcoming holiday.

Type “ACNH Space” into the search query in build mode to find quickly. You can always find items like this, just begin typing the title and it will appear.

Always suggested: bb.objects ON, it makes placing items much easier. For further placement tweaking, check out the TOOL mod.

Use the scale up & down feature on your keyboard to make the items larger or smaller to your liking. If you have a non-US keyboard, it may be different keys depending on which alphabet it uses. (The launch pad item is made smaller like the models, so it can be upscaled to fit. Other items like the UFO are made larger and can be down scaled the same way.)

I hope you enjoy!

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astro-royale · 2 years ago

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「Astrology: What Men find attractive」

A man with Moon in Aries likes brave, strong, capable women subconsciously seeking a leader in her; Venus in Aries provides preference for women with crew-cut who go in for sports, are slightly muscular, skinny and even bony. Such man also likes a woman to “ get “ him.

A man with Moon in Taurus likes affluent women, good cooks, women who are thrifty and who economise; with Venus in Taurus he likes plump women with pronounced feminine characteristics, courting takes place over a good meal without fail…

A man with the Moon in Gemini likes talkative, intelligent women, he goes for a “ good conversation”, likes women who look and act young and enjoy going for a spin and short trips. Venus in Gemini produces preferences for women of a very narrow waist, fine hands and shoulders …

A man with the Moon in Cancer likes women who cry easily, are stay-at-home types, good housewives and subconsciously, in a woman he seeks his mother. Venus in Cancer expresses preferences for nice breasts, provocative cleavage and likes to see his woman looking nice even at home.

A man with Moon in Leo likes successful women in high places from well-known and reputable families, he likes to be proud of his wife. Venus in Leo – a woman must be dressed exceptionally well as if she was about to take part in a beauty contest …

A man with the Moon in Virgo likes diligent women, pedantic and neat, the ones who take care of their husband’s health …Venus in Virgo provides special liking for sexy belly button, fine tummy and ordinary clothes…

A man with the Moon in Libra likes sweet and good-looking women, models, politicians, lawyers, women active in public life. With Venus in Libra he is very much receptive to women’s buttocks …

A man with the Moon in Scorpio likes women who came into a property of some kind, women with pronounced sex appeal who do not hide their charms, women whose looks and appearance imply “ a straightforward offer “…With Venus in Scorpio he likes see-through dressing style and goes for gipsy music …

The Moon in Sagittarius produces a man with a special liking for women who follow the fashion and in their appearance resemble the women from foreign countries; he likes educated women with university degree who go in for sports, especially tennis … Venus in Sagittarius makes him responsive to long legs, short skirts, shorts …

A man with the Moon in Capricorn goes for a darker complexion, dark-haired women of a serious and even melancholic expression; he also likes older women…Venus in Capricorn produces liking for conventional clothing style, women wearing leather and dressed in darker shades.

A man with the Moon in Aquarius likes outgoing women; his motto is “ friends first, relationship later “, he likes intelligent women …With Venus in Aquarius he likes eccentric-looking women of an eccentric style, is responsive to women’s legs, and especially calves.

A man with the Moon in Pisces likes mysterious, withrawn, shy women who always seem as if they are in need of protection…Venus in Pisces produces liking for fine stockings, shoes, lingerie …

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sea-witcheh · 3 months ago

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🐚 My Shell List for Ocean Witchcraft

very long!

Cowrie Shell -- Prosperity, fertility, feminine energy, wealth - where to collect: Africa, Indian Ocean beaches

Scallop Shell -- Journey, pilgrimage blessings, protection - where to collect: Atlantic beaches (USA, Europe)

Conch Shell -- Call to spirits, awakening inner power, amplifying voice - where to collect: Caribbean, warm tropical beaches

Sand Dollar -- Spiritual rebirth, peace, trust in universal cycles - where to collect: Mexico, Florida, tropical sandy shores

Murex Shell -- Royalty, sacredness, defense magic - where to collect: Mediterranean, Indo-Pacific

Olive Shell -- Grace, smooth paths, grounding wishes - where to collect: Southeastern US, Australia

Auger Shell -- Psychic defense, focus, clarity - where to collect: Indo-Pacific, Florida, warm beaches

Wentletrap Shell -- Spirit communication, delicate energy, accessing dreams - where to collect: Shallow waters, Southeast Asia

Babylon Shell -- Abundance, rootedness, wisdom of ancestors - where to collect: Persian Gulf, India, Philippines

Triton’s Trumpet -- Powerful protection, summoning sea spirits, strength - where to collect: Indo-Pacific reefs, coral-heavy shores

Limpet Shell -- Adaptability, steady progress, emotional protection - where to collect: Rocky shores, tide pools worldwide

Nerite Shell -- New beginnings, resisting negativity, safe travels - where to collect: Caribbean, Florida, Indo-Pacific

Moon Snail Shell -- Intuition, hidden wisdom, psychic dreams - where to collect: Pacific Northwest (USA), colder beaches

Top Shell -- Personal growth, creativity, positive flow - where to collect: Mediterranean, Caribbean

Turritella Shell -- Ancient memory, ancestral connection, earth-sea balance - where to collect: Fossil beds, warm shallow waters

Sundial Shell (Architectonica perspectiva) -- Cosmic connection, time magic, spiraling growth - where to collect: Indo-Pacific, sandy shallow areas

Helmet Shell (some of my favorites!) -- Courage, spiritual shielding, warrior energy - where to collect: Indo-Pacific, Caribbean

Volute Shell -- Love, devotion, honoring vows (Great gift for your partner <3) - where to collect: Warm waters, Indian Ocean

Paper Nautilus (Argonaut Shell) -- Creativity, femininity, magical flight - where to collect: These are rarer than most, and they float! Mediterranean, Australia

Angel Wing Shell -- Fragile beauty, spiritual awakening, connection to dreams - where to collect: Gulf of Mexico, Florida, Caribbean

Slipper Limpet -- Subtle healing, balance between giving and receiving - where to collect: European and East Coast shores

Donax Shell (Coquina) -- Energy shifts, playfulness, social magic - where to collect: Southeastern USA beaches

Cockle Shell -- Friendship, love, carrying home’s blessings - where to collect: European beaches, Atlantic shores

Pheasant Shell -- Endurance, adaptability, balance of inner and outer selves - where to collect: Australia, New Zealand, Pacific beaches

Spindle Shell -- Manifestation of goals, swift change, ambition - where to collect: Indo-Pacific region, tropical beaches

Marginella Shell -- Financial luck, small blessings, quick positive changes - where to collect: West Africa, Indian Ocean

Ark Shell (clam) -- Courage to face emotional challenges, opening the heart - where to collect: East Coast USA, Gulf of Mexico

Cat’s Eye Shell (Operculum) (My favorite!!!) -- Spiritual gateway, protection during astral travel - where to collect: Washed up with dead shells (Sri Lanka, Australia)

Button Top Shell -- Inner balance, softening harsh emotions, emotional maturity - where to collect: Caribbean, Indo-Pacific

✨ Tips for Collecting Shells

Respect local laws: Some places protect shells, corals, and marine wildlife! Always check if it's okay to take them.

Ethical gathering: Only take empty, dead shells (never with a creature still inside).

Cleanse shells: Wash gently with water and sea salt before using them in spells or altars.

🐚 Shell Magic Ideas

Use cowrie shells in money bowls.

Sand dollars are amazing for transformation rituals.

Conch shells can be used as literal horns to call spirits or start a ritual.

Tiny auger shells make great protection charms to wear or carry.

Paper nautilus shells (if you can find one!!) are perfect for creativity and dream weaving magic.

other sites to use: Shelling tips , shell hunting in Texas , Where and when to find shells

Note: some shells match certain moon phases! Do extra research before using, and make sure the ones you're taking aren't still alive or home to a hermit crab! that can be a miniature trouble! especially if the snail inside is possibly poisonous or venomous.

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dark-corner-cunning · 3 months ago

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🌕The Full Moon: Virgo, The Worm Moon & Eclipse Energy🌕

Full Moon Blessings, Seekers!

It’s Full Moon time again—the Full Worm Moon rises in the sign of Virgo, and this one comes with an extra dose of enchantment: a lunar eclipse! ✨ This moon is teeming with earth-bound magic, a potent time for release, transformation, and deep healing. So, be sure to peek at some moon charts to catch the eclipse's peak for you locally—you won’t want to miss this cosmic spectacle! 🌕✨

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🪱 The Seasonal Magic of the Worm Moon 🪱

March’s Full Moon is known as the Worm Moon, a nod to the softening earth as the land wakes from its winter slumber. The soil stirs, worms wriggle forth, and the first true whispers of Spring call to us. It’s a moon of fertility, renewal, and transition, urging us to clear out the old—both physically and spiritually—to make room for new life and fresh energy. This is the perfect time to shed what no longer serves you, just as the land shakes off the last clutches of winter.

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♍ Full Moon in Virgo: Sacred Order & Practical Magic ♍

Virgo, ruled by Mercury, is the sign of ritual, refinement, and sacred order. This full moon brings a practical, grounded energy, perfect for sorting, cleansing, and healing. While Pisces (Virgo’s opposite) dreams, Virgo makes things happen—this is a moon for bringing structure to your magic and clearing mental, emotional, and physical clutter. Think of it as witchy spring cleaning for your soul—a time to organize your practice, update your grimoire, or set new, realistic intentions for your craft.

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🌑 The Eclipse: A Portal for Shadow Work & Release 🌑

A lunar eclipse is not chaotic—it is deeply transformative. It compresses an entire moon cycle into one night, making it a powerful time for endings, releases, and working with the void. Think of it as a cosmic reset button, helping us shed outdated patterns, illusions, and limitations. This is deep shadow work territory, where we can unearth hidden truths, reclaim lost power, and close doors that no longer serve our path. This is liminal magic at its finest.

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🔮 Ideas for the Full Worm Moon & Eclipse 🔮

🔥 Banishing & Release Ritual – Write down what you’re letting go of, burn it, and scatter the ashes to the wind or bury them in the earth.

🖤 Shadow Work & Divination – Use this eclipse as a portal to your subconscious. Try scrying, tarot journaling, or meditating on what’s hidden in the shadows.

🌿 Grimoire & Spellbook Organization – Virgo loves order! Rewrite, refine, and reorganize your magical practice.

🕯️ Sacred Bathing Ritual – A purifying bath with rosemary, salt, and lemon to cleanse away stagnant energy and reset your spirit. Time it with the peak of the eclipse for more potency.

🛁 Void Ritual Bath - When the eclipse reaches its peak, the liminal veil of the Void stretches wide, calling us to shed, dissolve, and transform. This ritual bath isn’t just about washing away the old—it’s a symbolic death and rebirth, an initiation into a new chapter of power, purpose, and authenticity.

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🔮 Energy Cord Cutting – Release toxic ties with a simple cord-cutting ritual using black thread and candle magic.

As the Worm Moon rises and the eclipse sweeps across the sky, honor the endings, embrace the void, and trust in the rebirth that follows. 🌙✨

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half-unread · 27 days ago

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Hello, it’s me again. Here to yap about my sweet baby angels 🌶️☀️

Here is the link for this sheet

Some more headcannons about them:

First of all I completely forgot to add their birth charts (because I’m dumb)

Daisy:

Capricorn Sun

Cancer Moon

Virgo Rising

Mercury in Sagittarius

Venus in Aquarius

Also, her Mars is in Scorpio

Shane:

Taurus Sun

Pisces Moon

Scorpio Rising

Mercury in Aries

Venus in Pisces

Also, his Mars is in Capricorn

Thank you to my astrology friend who does not have Tumblr for making their birth charts (because I’m crazy). I don’t know what any of this means, but apparently it makes sense :)

✨Shane’s contact name for Daisy is simply Daisy Mae☀️🧡

✨Daisy’s contact name for Shane is Chicken Man 🥚🩵

✨Shane’s Home Screen is a picture of Daisy and Jas asleep on his bed (his Lock Screen is Jas on her 7th birthday holding a baby chick dressed in a big purple princess dress, green fairy wings and green rain boots)

✨Daisy’s Lock Screen is a picture of Shane reading to Jas in their pajamas. Her Home Screen is a chaotic picture of Kermit the Frog because she cannot be too serious

✨Daisy buys every single chicken themed item she sees in the store for Shane. A silly stuffed animal? In the cart. A mug with a chicken on it? In the cabinet already. Chicken slippers? He wears them every day

✨Daisy also buys Shane silly button up shirts and boxers with silly and goofy patterns on them

✨Lingerie is hot, but Shane would much rather see Daisy in his favorite gridball jersey

✨The first thing Daisy grows in her greenhouse is like five different types of hot peppers for Shane

✨Shane isn’t a PDA guy, but at home? He HAS to be touching her (or at least near her) at all times.

✨When Daisy is pissed off, she SLAMS things. Doors. Cabinets. Glasses on tables. Shane always mumbled under his breath “here we go again” while rolling his eyes.

✨Before he gave Daisy a bouquet, Shane asked Jas for permission. Same goes for when he proposed/when they move onto the farm

✨Jas moves onto the farm. She 100% starts calling them mom and dad

✨When they get married, Sam is Shane’s best man. Ethan walks Daisy down the aisle.

✨Daisy and Shane have 5 kids (including Jas)

✨Daisy loves to use emojis (even when it’s not necessary. ESPECIALLY when it’s not necessary). Shane does not know what 💀 or 👀 means, but she won’t stop

✨Daisy writes poems and songs about Shane. He’s not musically gifted, so he makes her carefully curated playlists that she HAS to play in order

✨Shane doesn’t buy Daisy flowers, he hand picks them himself (usually from the one flower field in the secret woods that she’s obsessed with)

✨They love taking showers together. It’s not (usually) sexual. They wash each others hair and make jokes and talk about their days

✨Shane loves to brush and braid Daisy’s hair (he’s really good at it bc of Jas) but he always complains that she has “too much damn hair”

✨Shane never notices when Daisy gets her hair done, even though for a week before she complains constantly about how she looks like a brunette (she literally does not) - one time she put pink in her hair and he’s just like “…something looks different” but cannot figure out what

✨They watch reality TV together on Tuesday nights. They call it “Trashy TV Tuesdays”. Real Housewives of Zuzu City. The Bachelor: Ginger Island.

✨They both have beef with Lewis for different reasons, but both mutually agree they want to punch that guy in the face

✨Even though Daisy is the first to make a move, Shane is the one to say “I love you”. Love isn’t something he got as a child, but he knows he loves Daisy so much he might implode. She, on the other hand, believes she doesn’t deserve to be loved and it’s harder for her to say it and believe that he means it

✨He keeps a Polaroid Haley took of them at the Feast of the Winter Star in his wallet

✨She puts a picture of them on their wedding day in her moms locket that she wears

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10/15-17/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins/Kinga, Rhys Darby: The Cryptid Factor; Darby Family Foster Kittens; Taika Waititi; Joel Fry; Samba Schutte; Alex Sherman; Ruibo Qian; Matt Maher; Anapela Polataivao; Cohen Holloway; Guz Khan; Rachel House; Damien Gerard; Momentus Reminders: Drag Your King, Oodles of Revenge; Death by Cheese; Signed Samba Photo; Articles; OFMD Rewind w/ Adopt Our Crew; Bluesky Migration; Crew Spotlight: Never Left Podcast, Citizen Dame Podcast; Love Notes

== Cast & Crew Sightings ==

= David Jenkins / Kinga =

David and Kinga are out in the Cat Skill Mountains! Parenthood on the way! They look happy <3

Source: Kinga's Instagram

= Rhys Darby =

More daily doodles from Rhys on his free substack!

Source: Rhys' Substack

= The Cryptid Factor =

The 100th Episode of The Cryptid Factor is now available on Patreon!

In honor of the 100th episode -- there's new merch on The Cryptid Factor Website as well!

Halina, (Buttons daughter) also upgraded things and even added a Cryptid Museum section! And if that wasn't enough, Dan decided to drunk dial Buttons and Halina, in celebration of the 100th episode release! Shenanigans ensued-- including a guest appearance from Rosie! (Rhys was jet lagged and asleep so he wasn't able to join).

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= Darby Family =

James and Kippy are still available for adoption! ! Hand raised by the Darby's and being fostered for @kittenrescuela! If I could easily get to CA to adopt them, I'd do it! But if you're nearby, please consider adopting these two adorable babies! Rosie says you can "Go to the Kitten Rescue website and search James and Kippy to fill in an application."

Source: Rosie's Instagram

= Taika Waititi =

You can see a clip from the George FM Breakfast interview tih Taika below!

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Source: George FM Breakfast Oh, and Just Taika and Rita being goofy.

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Source: RitaOra Poland - OG Source: Rita's Tiktok

= Joel Fry =

Our Fabulouos Frenchie, Joel Fry, and the Doctor, Jodie Whittaker are staring in The Dutchess of Malfi! Playing in the Trafalgar Theatre in London! It's playing until Dec 20th if you're in town! To learn more, check on this Review / and Instagram!

Source: Dutchess Play Instagram

= Samba Schutte =

Samba is joining the voice cast for Nickelodeon's Monster High!

Source: Samba's Instagram

Samba's joining Netflix's Jurassice World: Chaos Theory as Ousmane!

Source: Samba's Instagram

= Alex Sherman =

Our crewmate @smudgeandfrank;s kitty stickers are in, and she offered some up to our guardian angel Alex Sherman and he's all too excited for the little kitties! You can check out her stickers here!

Source: Alex Sherman's Twitter

= Ruibo Qian =

Wise and Kind words from our Pirate Queen Ruibo. "pleasure is an act of rebellion. happy full moon. 🌝♾️✨❤️"

Source: Ruibo's Instagram

= Matt Maher =

Our favorite Pete was featured in a screenrant article recently for his role in American Horror Stories Season 4!

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

= Anapela Polataviao =

Our dear Auntie was out in Seoul!

Source: Petmal Petelo's IG

= Guz Khan =

Guz running into friends <3

Source: Salman's Instagram

= Rachel House =

Rachel's Directoral film The Mountain (Te Maunga) was nominated for a 2024 Asia Pacific Screen Award for Best Youth Film!

Source: APSA Instagram

= Cohen Holloway =

Pop-pop's latest show-- Dark City: The Cleaner is available now on Neon in Aotearoa!

Source: Neon_NZ Instagram

= Damien Gerard =

Our father Teach, Damien Gerard became a US Citizen this year, and he's already out doing his civic duty! He also shared some of his cat babies which are still so darn cute.

Source: Damien's Twitter

== Momentus Events Reminders ==

= Drag Your King =

Drag Your King with Vico is this Saturday the 19th! You can still sign up! EVENT DATE: OCTOBER 19 EVENT TIME: 10AM PT/1PM ET EVENT LOCATION: ONLINE Get tickets here!

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= Oodles of Revenge =

You can still get the Oodles of Revenge merch on Momentus as well!

Source: Vico's Instagram

= Death By Cheese =

You can also still sign up for Death by Cheese with Samba! EVENT DATE: NOVEMBER 9 EVENT TIME: 10AM PT/1PM ET EVENT LOCATION: ONLINE

= Signed Photo! =

You can also get a hand signed photograph of Roach on the Momentus website!

Source: Stands

== Articles ==

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

== OFMD Rewind ==

Our friends over at @adoptourcrew were back today the 17th with episodes 6 and 7 of S2! If you have access to twitter, please visit Adopt Our Crew's Twitter! If not, and you'd like to still read through their thread, you can check it out here!

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

== Bluesky Migration ==

After the latest privacy change announcements on twitter, a lot of folks are either completely or partially migrating to the bluesky app! Are yall on there? I'd love to follow you! Recaps: ofmdrecaps.bsky.social Personal: aspirantabby.bsky.social

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Never Left Podcast =

New episode of Never Left! This time discussing Wee John! Choose your favorite listening platform on their linktr.ee!

Source: Never Left Podcast Twitter

= Citizen Dame =

If you're a Patreon subscriber of Citizen Dame, there's a new episode covering OFMD S2.2 Red Flags!

Source: Citizen Dame Podcast Patreon

== Love Notes ==

Tonight's love notes were recently share by our dear Pirate Queen Ruibo. It really helped me get through the last couple days so I wanted to share it. I hope you all are staying safe and being kind to yourselves.

Source: LexyFlorentina's Instagram

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