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theastrohub · 10 months ago

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what city you should live in based on your moon sign ⏾

astrology can help you make an informed decision for something as significant as where one will live. and especially if you are a more hedonistic person like myself, choosing a place to live with a focus on personal satisfaction is a guaranteed upgrade in quality of life. it also helps you narrow down what your true emotional needs are and live a life more in alignment with your truest self.

choosing what city to live in based on your moon sign helps an individual with emotional fulfillment, being able to create a sense of belonging, stress reduction, enhanced creativity and productivity, better romantic and platonic relationships, and so much more.

here are my thoughts on your ideal city based on your moon sign:

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⏾ virgo moon 一

kobe, japan + washington, D.C. (USA) + zurich, switzerland

you likely prefer a clean, walkable city that is health-conscious. ideal cities have paved roads, a lack of industrial machines or well-regulated factories, and a structured, straightforward urban planning model. a city safe enough to raise babies and young children is your benchmark. you value a city that emphasizes logical aspects of life. air pollution and trash management are crucial, so you'd thrive in cities with high air quality indexes, like those mentioned above.

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⏾ libra moon 一

florence, italy + brooklyn, new york + capetown, south africa + amsterdam, netherlands + paris, france

as one of my favorite moon signs, you truly appreciate beauty, harmony, and aesthetics in where and how you live. you love cultured cities with plenty of artistic experiences. perhaps you're an artist yourself, seeking communities where you can express that creativity. a city that offers a balance of cityscape, mountainscape, and access to bodies of water appeals to your sense of harmony. you’re drawn to colorful, multicultural environments where you can accumulate luxury goods.

一

⏾ scorpio moon 一

new orleans, louisiana + mumbai, india + providence, rhode island

this one is tricky because scorpio Moons are known for being extremely intense and private, which doesn't always translate to a livable city (think Bermuda Triangle). however, you likely value transformative experiences and a form of social power. you want to be in a city that matches your intensity—a place that might be politically involved, spiritually inclined, or even part of some controversy. communities where you can explore taboo subjects or rise within social hierarchies are ideal for you.

一

⏾ sagittarius moon 一

toronto, canada + prage, czech republic + krabi, thailand + dubai, UAE

as one of the more hedonistic moon signs, you crave freedom—to be, to do, to have, etc. you prefer cities with a lot of versatility for living, offering options like big homes, sprawling lofts, small cozy one-bedrooms, and everything in between. cultured and religious cities appeal to your belief system, which is crucial to you. You need a place where you can live your philosophies freely and have fun. a city with many opportunities for adventure and easy access to other exciting places is essential. think road trips, bungee jumping, scuba diving.

一

⏾ capricorn moon 一

london, england + manhattan, new york + melbourne, australia

one word: old-fashioned. capricorns are often seen as traditional, and there's a reason for that. as a capricorn moon, you value cities that operate like institutions—places that have stood the test of time without much change to their foundation. ambition and hard work are of utmost importance, so cities with a professional or hustle culture appeal to you. you are drawn to cities in countries with a strong identity or culture that gratify your sense of tradition. cities where you can network, accumulate wealth, and indulge in luxuries are your ideal.

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⏾ aquarius moon 一

san francisco, california + rome, italy + new orleans, louisiana + portland, oregon

with pluto in aquarius, I anticipate more moves for aquarius moons, which is great because this is the most community-centered sign in my opinion. aquarius moons value living in cities where they can positively contribute, socialize, and build relationships based on shared interests. you are drawn to innovative, creative cities that are always ahead of trends. you also appreciate cities that are civically mindful and contribute to humanitarian efforts on both local and grand scales.

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⏾ pisces moon 一

bali, indonesia + bora bora, french polynesia + rome, italy + paris, france

pisces moons are one of the moon signs that truly need to feel "drawn" to a place before visiting or residing there. emotional fulfillment, romance, and creativity are non-negotiable for pisces moons. because of this, beautiful, artistic cities with many opportunities to be near bodies of water are ideal. beach cities and honeymoon destinations are perfect for pisces Moons' empathic and sensitive nature. A city with a calm undercurrent is essential to satisfy your need for rest and peace.

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⏾ aries moon 一

rome, italy + los angeles, california + tokyo, japan + cairo, egypt + mumbai, india

similar to capricorn moon, its cardinal sibling, aries moons need the opportunity to keep on the go wherever they live. For this reason, you're best suited to "cities that never sleep"—places where you can stay active, compete in major global industries, and reach newer heights. you're drawn to cities with fiery traditions and those that excel in national rankings. you also appreciate cities that are vocal about their value systems and embrace trends.

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⏾ taurus moon 一

honolulu, hawaii + havana, cuba + las vegas, nevada + ibiza, spain + tokyo, japan

much like libra moons, venus-ruled moons love venus-ruled cities. taurus moons enjoy cities that are comfortable in every sense—materially, socially, politically, and aesthetically. you appreciate cities that are openly hedonistic—notorious vacation spots are actually great places for you to establish yourself. cities with strong tourism markets are good for your desire for material success as they are epicenters of culture and attract people from all walks of life.

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⏾ gemini moon 一

chicago, illinois + boston, massachusetts + cairo, egypt + lisbon, portugal

as a gemini moon, cities that are versatile, education-centered, and logical are appealing to you. you thrive in places where "everyone knows everyone" and socializing is a priority. cities known for their educational institutions and vibrant social life satisfy your need for variety and communication. cities with a strong tourist presence are also appealing, as you enjoy the ability to feel like a tourist in your own city at any time.

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⏾ cancer moon 一

sydney, australia + niagara falls , new york + instanbul, turkey + berne, switzerland + mogadishu, somalia

cancer moons love domestic cities that are more feminine in nature. Like their sister sign capricorn, they strongly value traditions, both cultural and social, but in a softer manner. they prefer cities with a strong influence by women and things traditionally associated with women, like fashion, beauty, and the arts. cities with beaches and a strong luminary presence are essential, as they are the water-bearers of the zodiac. cities with a balance between domesticity and capitalism appeal to their need for material security and a good home. a city with a strong real estate market and that is ideal for newlyweds and families is also preferred.

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⏾ leo moon 一

los angeles, california + miami, florida + mexico city, mexico + marrakesh, morocco + ibiza, spain

much like aquarius moons, the need to be around people is prominent with leo moons. leo moons value being in cities that honor appearance and aesthetics. being seen, being talked about, romance, and play are priority for a leo moon when moving. a city where they can explore artistic pursuits and new cultures. cities that promote health and wellness and image. cities with social hierarchies and strong social networks. cities that are "popular" with the whole world. also cities that are known for night-life and social life. cities where you can regularly rub elbows with important people and indulge in the grandiosities of life.

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the moon in astrology is a gateway to a deeper understanding of one's desires, needs, and motivations which can help in making better-informed decisions on where to move or establish a life. I highly suggest you take this into consideration on your next trip or relocation.

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oikarma · 3 months ago

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look me in the eye | pt.2

pairing: max verstappen x rbr!engineer!reader

summary: the rb21 is unfixable but that's definitely not the only reason max verstappen wants you around.

a/n: "who cares what they think" bf and overthinker gf are my roman empire

part one / part two / part three

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

Max doesn't give you much of a choice.

One minute, you're wrapping up post-race debriefs with your teammates, pretending that you're not reeling from his reaction to your possible departure. They're very polite and do not pry into the conversation they all obviously heard. The next, he's standing by the garage exit, jacket in hand, waiting.

"Dinner," he says. It’s not a request.

You hesitate, glancing around. "I mean, I don't think-"

"I need to talk to you." His words are softer but still determined. "Properly. Not in the garage. Not with twenty people listening."

Your stomach twists. You should say no. You should.

Instead, you find yourself sitting across from him in a dimly lit restaurant, the scent of freshly baked bread and seared steak filling the air. It's nothing fancy. Fancy means attention. It's quiet, tucked away, the kind of place he probably picked because he assumed no one would bother him here.

But Max Verstappen is not someone who goes unnoticed.

Right now he's focused, barely glancing at the menu. It feels more like a business arrangement than a catch-up. That's how it's meant to be. Max is, in the hierarchy pyramid, somewhere a few diagonal triangles above you.

"Tell me what you need," he says as his fingers tap restlessly against the table. "More support? More control over the car setup? I'll talk to Christian."

You sigh, setting your menu down. "Max, it's not just about that. It's-"

A hushed voice at a nearby table. A phone camera clicks and, judging by the kerfuffle that follows, the person who pressed the button didn't expect it to be so loud.

Your stomach drops. Max's gaze flickers over your shoulder, jaw tightening as realization dawns.

"Shit," he mutters.

You don't turn around. You don't need to. The whispers are getting louder, the occasional giggle or gasp confirming what you already know-someone recognized him. And worse? They recognized you.

Your chest tightens. This is exactly what you didn't want. Attention. Speculation. The internet dissecting every detail of why Red Bull's star driver is having dinner with one of the team's engineers. Especially after that interview. Two things that should not be happening in quick succession.

Max leans forward and his voice is low. "Hey."

You shake your head, gripping your napkin like it's a lifeline. "I need to go."

"If you leave now, it’ll be worse."

You know he's right. Storming out will just make it look more suspicious. But that doesn’t stop the anxiety creeping up your spine.

Max studies you for a moment before making a decision. He leans back, body language shifting, a small smirk curling at the corner of his lips. Then, loud enough for the nearby table to hear-

"You're overthinking. Just enjoy your food."

It's so casual, so normal, that for a split second, it throws you off. And judging by the way the whispers fade just a little, it throws everyone else off too.

Max is playing it cool. Acting like this is nothing, just a casual dinner, nothing worth speculating over.

You swallow hard, forcing yourself to match his energy. You pick up your menu again, even though you're too tense to focus on the words. "Fine," you sigh. "But if this ends up all over Twitter, I'm blaming you."

His grin deepens. "I'll take full responsibility."

Under the table, where no one can see, his fingers graze against yours. It's only for a second. It's probably an accident, you tell yourself.

You look into his eyes and you know it means so much more than just that.

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

You wake up to chaos.

Your phone won't stop buzzing. The messages, missed calls, and notifications stacking up faster than you can process. At first, you think it's just another race week frenzy. Then you open Twitter.

Max Verstappen on a dinner date with Red Bull engineer. Garage romance?

Attached is the photo. A little grainy, taken from the next table over, but unmistakably you and Max. He's leaning in, smirking, looking far too comfortable across from you. You're gripping your menu like you were ready to bolt.

There are too comments to keep track of.

user1 she's been in the garage w him all season user2 Bro is dating his own engineer to fix the car 💀💀💀 user3 i fear they look GOOD together user4 is she the one he slipped up about in the interview??

You barely register the rest before Christian Horner is calling you. You pick up immediately instead of letting him go to voicemail. This is bad.

"Do you know what's happening online?"

You pinch the bridge of your nose. "I just saw it."

He breathes loudly-you can hear it over the phone. "Look, we don't comment on personal lives, but if anyone asks, we stick to the story. It was a casual team dinner, nothing more. Max's team is probably already handling it."

Max.

As if on cue, another message flashes across your screen.

Unknown It's Max

Unknown Don't look at twitter

Too late.

By the time you get to the paddock, the damage is done. Journalists are already circling, cameras flashing whenever you so much as breathe near Max's side of the garage. You stick next to Liam's car. You don't know what you're doing there, but he kind of does and pretends to talk with you about something he doesn't understand either. Good lad.

You keep your head down, pretending not to notice the murmurs. When you step into the engineering office, Max is already waiting.

He's scrolling through his phone. You can't see anything behind those startling blue-green eyes of his. You still can't when he looks up. "They're making a big deal out of nothing."

You exhale. "I'm trending on Twitter."

He shrugs, completely unfazed. "And?"

You blink. "And? Do you know what people are saying? That I'm-” You lower your voice. “That I'm sleeping with you for my job. That you’re-”

"Using you to fix the car?" His lips press together. Now his eyes darken, the sky before the storm. "Bullshit. Do they not know how engineers work? They fix the car anyway."

You shake your head. "It doesn't matter if it's bullshit. It's out there."

Max crosses his arms. "So?"

"So?" you echo, incredulous. "I don't want this. I don't want my name attached to you like I'm some stupid tabloid headline!"

He seems to read you. "Do you think I wanted it either? I just wanted dinner. I wanted to talk to you, convince you not to leave. Not...this."

Your anger deflates. You can't be mad at him. People are people.

Max pushes off the desk and steps closer. "Tell you what. If you want, I'll shut it down. Tell them all it's nothing, that it was just a stupid meal. That you mean nothing to me."

The words sting even though you know he doesn’t mean them.

You swallow hard. "Would you?"

His jaw tightens. "If that’s what you want."

You should say yes. You should. But he's the one waiting for you to make a choice-the choice-and you're frozen.

"I don't know," you whisper.

Is that relief you see on his face?

"Then we don't say anything."

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

The orange army has risen, and it's not McLaren's. The checkered flag waves, and above the screaming engines and the crackling of team radios, one thing is clear: Max Verstappen has won again.

Against the odds, against the struggles, against a car that has fought him all season, he has done what Max Verstappen does best.

He has won.

The Red Bull garage erupts. Engineers shout, mechanics throw their arms around each other, and the pit wall slams their hands down in victory. You barely register the chaos because your eyes are glued to the screens, watching as Max slows down on his cool-down lap, his voice breaking through the radio.

"YES, LET'S GO!" His laugh is breathless. "That was so, so good. Thank you, guys. Thank you."

You exhale. He did it. You don't even recognize the warm feeling going through you because suddenly, he's there.

Before you can even process it, Max is sprinting toward the garage, helmet ripped off, his fireproofs half-unzipped and clinging to his sweat-drenched skin. There's no hesitation, no second-guessing-shouldn't he be out there?-as he skids next to you.

Your heart lurches.

You don't even have time to move before he reaches you, before his hands find your waist and he pulls you in.

"Max-" Your protest dies in your throat because holy shit he's so close. His breath is warm against your skin, adrenaline pouring off him in waves.

"You," he pants, eyes wild and utterly alive. "You made that happen."

You shake your head, flustered beyond belief. "Max, you-"

But he cuts you off, hands tightening like he's afraid you'll slip away. "No. You fought for this car. You never stopped." He swallows, chest rising and falling. "I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here."

You feel every nerve in your body short-circuiting.

Your mouth opens, but nothing comes out. Just static.

Max searches your face. He looks at you as he does his father, after a race is over. Like this win doesn't mean as much if you aren't part of it. There is one person in the world he cares about making happy...might there be a second?

You’re completely, utterly speechless.

"Lost for words?" he teases.

You shove at his chest, but your laughter betrays you. "Shut up, Verstappen."

You untangle yourself from his grasp and motion for him to greet some other of the team members. The media must be having a field day. And after the entire PR talk, too.

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

The celebrations are still in full swing when Max is pulled into an interview. The champagne drips from his hair as a permanent grin is stretched across his face. He's still breathless, still buzzing, still high off the win.

The reporter from Sky Sports barely has to ask the first question before Max is already talking.

"Max, that was an incredible drive. How does it feel to take this victory after the struggles you’ve had with the car?"

Max laughs easily. "Yeah, it wasn't easy. The car still isn't perfect, but today, it worked. And that's not just me, that's the team, that's the people who keep pushing-"

His words cut off for a second, his mind catching up to his own excitement. His tongue is loose, his filter nonexistent.

And then-

"-that's her."

The interviewer blinks. "Who?"

Max doesn't hesitate. "My engineer."

Oh.

Oh, shit.

Your stomach drops as you watch from the back of the garage, eyes wide as the cameras zoom in on him. He's still grinning, still glowing, and either he doesn't realize what he just said or he does not care.

"She-" he stops himself, shaking his head like he can't find the right words. "She works harder than anyone. Every problem with this car, she's been on it. I mean, I was nowhere at the start of the season, and now, we're here. If anyone deserves credit, it's her."

The reporter raises an eyebrow. "That's very high praise. Would you say she's been a crucial part of your season?"

Max tips his head back in his laughter, and it's so obvious now, the way he's still running on instinct, how he's still in the moment.

"She's been-" He stops, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face. And then, softer-too soft for someone who's just talking about an engineer-he finishes:

"She's everything."

The interviewer's eyes widen slightly, and there’s a second-just a second-where you see the exact moment he realizes what he just let slip. Max's lips press together, like maybe if he stops talking now, the words will somehow erase themselves. But the damage is already done.

Your heart slams against your ribs.

Max turns his head like he can see you in the garage. He's searching, looking for you.

You panic. You run.

But the world has already heard him. You're not just another engineer.

You're Max Verstappen's everything.

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The second you step back into the Red Bull garage, cheeks flushed from your bathroom pacing and breakdown, you know you're screwed.

The looks. The whispers. The way people pretend not to be staring but are absolutely staring. Because, of course, everyone saw the interview.

The moment Max Verstappen, three-time world champion, winner of the race, decided to open his mouth and say-

"She's everything."

You could kill him.

Scratch that. You will kill him.

Your heart is still hammering from the moment you heard it, from the way he looked for you afterward, like he wasn't even the slightest bit embarrassed about saying something that made it sound like-like-you don't even know what it sounded like, but it was definitely not normal driver-engineer talk.

And now, here you are, trying to avoid eye contact with every single person in the garage while searching for the idiot responsible.

It doesn't take long.

Max, being Max, doesn't bother hiding. He's standing by the monitors, still in his fireproofs, arms crossed over his chest, looking completely unbothered. He should be celebrating. Why is he not out celebrating?

He's still waiting for you.

The moment he sees you, his expression shifts. Something smug, something amused, something that makes you want to strangle him.

You grab his arm and yank him into the nearest private space you can find.

"Max," you hiss, barely able to contain yourself. "What the hell was that?"

His brows furrow. "What?"

"What?" you repeat. "You-on live television-you called me everything."

Max blinks, looking so utterly relaxed that you want to shake him. "Yeah."

You stare at him, waiting for him to realize the problem, to acknowledge that he just threw you to the media wolves with zero warning.

Nothing. Just calm, slightly confused Max Verstappen.

"You do realize what that sounded like, right?" You press, feeling your face heat up. "Everyone's losing their minds. Twitter is exploding. Horner gave me a look. Do you know how scary it is when Christian Horner gives you a look?"

Max’s lips twitch. He's fighting a smirk and he's not winning. "I mean… was I wrong?"

"What?"

He tilts his head, like he's considering his words. "You are everything. To this team. To the car. To-" He stops himself, but it’s already too late.

He knows exactly what he said.

"Max-"

"Tell me I'm wrong."

You can't, because he isn't. Maybe you've known it all along. Maybe this is why you can't leave the stupid team, even though it's causing hair loss and severe lack of sleep.

So you don't. Instead, you grab him by the collar and pull him down. Max lets out the softest, most relieved exhale before he crashes into you.

It's not a soft kiss. It's not careful, or hesitant, or anything close to restrained. It's desperate. It's months of tension snapping all at once.

You make a soft noise-half surprise, half something else entirely-and that's all it takes.

Max groans, deep and low, like he's wanted this for as long as you have, and suddenly it's worse, because now he's tilting his head, deepening the kiss, pressing you back until you hit the nearest surface.

You don't even know where you are anymore. A storage closet? A backroom? It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is him. The way he tastes like champagne and adrenaline, the way he kisses like he races. All-consuming and with only one thing on his mind.

You should stop. You know you should stop. The entire garage is just outside. Someone will notice. Someone will hear.

You thread your fingers into his hair, tugging just slightly, and Max shudders.

"Fuck," he mutters against your lips, utterly wrecked. His eyelids flutter, long lashes too. Max runs a finger down to your chin, forcing you to look at him. "You're overthinking again."

He's completely right. But you don't stop then. You relax and just let Max Verstappen take over every single thought in your mind.

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a/n: i just need a man who's bad at emotions but also so good at them

#formula one #max verstappen x reader #formula one x reader #f1 x you #f1 #max verstappen #x reader #oikarma ᯓᡣ𐭩

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secretmellowblog · 9 days ago

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I see a lot of people claim that “Thenardier is the real villain of Les mis and not Javert” and my hot take is that this is completely wrong and fundamentally misses the point of the source material. Thenardier is a crucial character foil to Jean Valjean, and it’s very important that Jean Valjean sees Thenardier as the person he could’ve become in different circumstances. Jean Valjean uses some of his last words on his deathbed to urge pity and forgiveness for Thenardier, because he identifies so strongly with his poverty, criminality, and desperate misplaced rage. Les Miserables is not a novel about how a single evil criminal is the cause of all society’s problems, and in fact that’s antithetical to the entire point.

Thenardier is dangerous specifically because he’s able to take advantage of existing social structures-—like exploiting Fantine’s poverty, abusing the wife and daughters who are under his thumb as a patriarch, weaponizing the threat of the police against Jean Valjean.Thenardier correctly identifies he lives in a bigoted unequal society, but instead of trying to eliminate inequality, he dreams of being the person on top who gets to crush everyone beneath him. He’s cruel, greedy, and evil— But the things that make him powerful aren’t things that he created.

Thenardier and Javert are equally “evil” characters and equally important as character foils to Jean Valjean. The main difference is that Thenardier never has the catastrophic change of heart that Javert does, so people find him less sympathetic. If thenardier tragically repented instead of becoming worse and even more bigoted, he WOULD be a tumblr sexyman, but nobody is ready for that conversation. XD

And, to be really spicy, I think people are also far more quick to excuse violence committed “in service of the law” vs violence committed “criminally,” even if they have the same result? Thenardier and Javert both enthusiastically participate in abusing and killing Fantine, but I’ve never seen people downplay Thenardier’s role the way they do with Javert. Thenardier nearly kills Jean Valjean in the gorbeau ambush, but Javert kills or nearly kills lots of characters (including Jean Valjean) throughout the story, by sending them to prison where they’re given harsh inhumane sentences. Javert and Thenardier are both described as bigots who enthusiastically crush people who are on the lower rungs of society, and who feel comfortable abusing those people because they believe they’re inherently lesser. And I think part of why people say “thenardier is the real villain” is because Javert’s abuse is done in the service of Enforcing the Law and Social Hierarchies, which people consider an inherently a more noble/selfless motivation— even as Hugo repeatedly describes it as horrible, petty,& pathetic.

TLDR: Whenever I’m back on the Les Mis fanfic grind, I’ll finally deliver the toxic Valjean/Thenardier/Javert love triangle the world needs —

#les mis #les miserables #this is not aimed at anybody specifically #because this idea has been going around for years #the moral is that we truly do need more Thenardier Whump

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lost-romantique · 9 months ago

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Love Triangles

I'm gonna be honest, the idea of Stolitz becoming a love triangle just to extend the drama seems so pointless to me.

Like, I just don't like the idea at all.

I've seen love triangles done so many damn times in media, and usually I'm fine with it, if done right....

However, introducing a love triangle to the Stolitz dynamic to the main couple already dealing with so many issues:

Self-esteem issues for both parties

Kings of Miscommunication

Unresolved trauma stemming from years of abuse

Differences in Class Hierarchy

Etc.

Frankly, I don't mind if they want to do it as a thing for one or two episodes, but to do it for like half a season or maybe even an entire season?

I just can't. I'd get so tired.

Even if we have 30 episodes left, Season 2 has introduced so many storylines that have yet to be finished, and who's to say Season 3 won't introduce more:

Moxxie’s ongoing issues with his father, Crim

Striker still being an antagonist towards IMP, who seems to especially have it out for Blitzø

The freaking Ozzie, Mammon, and Fizz situation

Blitzø’s ongoing path of redemption in general where he learns to deal with his severe self-hatred

Blitzø and his ongoing relationship issues with people other than just Stolas: Barbie, Verosika, and the I.M.P gang in general

Stolas needing to unlearn 30 years of internalized classism

Stolas needing to deal with the potential divorce

Stolas potentially losing his title

Stolas and his problems with Octavia

Etc.

My dudes as much as I love Stolitz, I do want to see the other characters as well...

#helluva boss #stolitz #blitzø #blitzo #helluva boss blitz #helluva blitz #stolas #blitzo x stolas #blitz and vassago #vassago #stolago

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manifork · 6 months ago

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Amatonormativity in objectum relationships

Completely ignoring the whole "which community belongs where" discourse subject, one thing that affects us especially sharply is amatonormativity. It's easy to see what it does on the outside - most of our partners aren't even considered partners at all by society. You can have as deep of an attachment to an object as you want, but the second you try to name these emotions a relationship of any sort, you instantly face opposition.

There is also, however, a layer of purely internal amatonormativity to talk about here. Because plainly speaking, objectum relationships are rarely ever structured like human relationships by the simple nature of reality. Even if you are a highly perceptive POSIC individual, and have perfect communication with your partners, there is still a physical reality aspect to it all that is hard to avoid - in human relationships, there is a strong expectation that your partner will help you in life financially, emotionally, physically, medically... and yes, there is a very clear ableism aspect to this preconception.

And many object partners are simply unable to give the societally expected help back. Even if you are dating a factory machine hard at work every day, it's never going to earn money to bring you back. Even if you're together with your cane that helps you walk every day, it can't be either the nuclear family breadwinner nor the housewife. Many more of our partners simply don't have anything at all that they can help with. Societally speaking, it's as if we're stuck forever in our un-settled teenage crushes, unable to move onto the "next phase" as is expected from us.

By their very nature, objectum relationships get pushed outside of the hierarchy. There is no space in the dating ladder for a tool you are bound to for life, or a weapon you have a warrior's bond with. It is a completely unique type of attachment that can involve deeply strong emotions, be much more important than any of your human relationships, and yet will never get recognized as legitimate.

And even further is this a problem for those of us that, like me&, can't hear their partner's thoughts or feelings. Those that love a completely inanimate object, and are even further thus removed from any possibility of their relationship ever resembling a human one, anything "within the hierarchy triangle".

Even the most "casual" of relationships within it still require direct communication. Even the most one-sided "parasocial" attachments still place a lot of expectation on that eventually, you will get your way and the celebrity or stranger will notice you and like you back the way that "real" partners do. Every single mode of expressing affection has to be reinvented for the objectosexual, because if kisses don't mean anything to either of you, then what does?

Still so many posts even from fellow objectums rely so heavily on human expressions of love. Keep sucking on that flat screen. The anthopomorphization of technology, equating their parts to human body parts regardless of accuracy. Shooting from your crossbow is just like sex. If you love an object you've been using every day, you should confess to it and get together for real this time.

This is not meant to put down how others express their affection - you know your relationship best, and keep posting about what works for you. This is moreso meant to point out the lack of even as much as acknowledgement of the fundamental differences that are present for so so many of us.

More than anything, though, the main cause behind this as I& suspect, is the fact that there is no script for how to date an object. There is a clear script and societally assigned plan on how you are meant to date and then marry a human. With polyamorous relationships, the script barely needs any changing, since you are still dealing with humans. With aromanticism, you have to rework your life plan to not include the marriage you don't want. And with OS/OR, you have to reinvent what a relationship even is. So it is no wonder that so many fellow objectums simply try their best to apply the ill-fitting human standards to their relationships, because it's all we know.

#ramblifork #objectum #os/or #objectosexual #objectoromantic #objectophilia #amatonormativity #I& would love to hear the thoughts of aromantics and fellow polyams on this too tbh #this feels like a topic that could be useful to bring up and establish more solidarity #so I&'ll tag these communities in order to foster more discussion #aromantic #polyamory

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in your post about Lotor's generals, you mentioned something about a love triangle with Keith and Allura beefing, can you say more about that? (sorry if you've already answered this, I just followed today) thank you for your time, and thanks for doing all the work to unearth this stuff, it's super interesting I'm excited to see what you learn!! <3

Hi, thank you for the question! Hope you're having a wonderful day and thank you for the gratitude!! It really does take a village to uncover what we've been doing in our free time, so we gratefully appreciate your support.

It's introduced in Launch Date and continues to build throughout the rest of Season 8. At some point, they do make amends but unfortunately, we believe that scene was cut alongside Keith's perspective in the love triangle.

Subjectively, their BEEF for us was the most entertaining part of Season 8.

It's a direct result of a power imbalance -- Keith being the leader of Voltron and finally getting comfortable with the role vs. Allura opposing his wishes and wanting to do what she needs to with the Altean Colony. There's also Keith's simmering jealousy with the whole Allurance storyline that was meant to be addressed too. It's so purposely well executed, and then they did try to edit it out, but I mean...

Season 8, Episode 3 - "Prisoner's Dilemma." Keith to Shiro.

Season 8, Episode 4 - "Battle Scars." Allura to Keith.

Season 8, Episode 6 - "The Genesis." Keith to Allura.

Not the cat hierarchy stance, Keith.

If you watch through Season 8, you'll hear Allura say multiple times, "You don't understand -- these are MY people," and takes it out on Lance (and the team) who truly doesn't understand her predicament.

Keith & Lance continue to back each other up throughout this back & forth, leading to a very strained relationship between the three.

We'll dive more into this but great question! Thank you very much.

#voltron #vld #uncharted regions #vld meta #allurance #voltron meta #klance #lotura #allegedly #macross theory #THESE ARE MY PEOPLE #lmaooo #grab the popcorn #Q&A

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hehehihilogist · 8 days ago

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Scientific lore analysis that proves that Bill Cipher is destined to be a bottom.

More under the cut.

Let's start with who Bill Cipher is. He's a two-dimensional interdimensional dream demon from the now destroyed dimension, Euclydia. Formerly existent only in the Mindscape, Bill briefly succeeded in gaining access to the real world and a physical form. Known for his mysterious demeanor and sadistic humor, Bill is the main antagonist of the overall series. (wiki) However, let's stick with the fact that he's a big liar, too. A code in Theraprism cipher on the book's cover says it directly: even his lies are lies.

So, when overlooking his design with prevailing yellow, which symbolises deceit, power and manipulation, we might also invert it (because his appearance may also "lie" to us). And we will see that it's mainly blue.

Why blue? I think it's intentional move done by Alex Hirsch to prove his point that Bill Cipher is not what he seems. This symblolizes a deeper connection with character design and his personality.

In literature, blue is known as a color of honesty, peace, sadness and commitment. Like this, he is honest to us, open and commited. However, let's focus on the sadness part.

Sadness is a feeling that can develop into depression, if you are stuck with it for a long time (over 2 weeks, for example). And depression IS when you are at the BOTTOM of your life. And yeah, what color will that be? Blue. And blue is the exact opposite of the color that Bill wants to be shown!

He is yellow, because he wants to act all-powerful, pretending to be in charge. However, people who really are in charge don't need to prove it constantly. The way Bill acts shows that deep inside, he overcompensates the need for someone to take him down, he's the jester-like character, waiting to be humilated the right way.

Power is nothing but an act of roleplay to him, he wants for someone to make this illusion go away. His fear of vulnerability is really giving out.

Bill Cipher, what a cool name, right? But why is he called that?

His name is believed to be a combination of "bill" for dollar one and "cipher" for cryptogram stuff. But is it that easy? Let's dive deeper

His "Bill" part is based on the Eye of Providence, which is most commonly seen on the back of the american dollar.

It's a 1-dollar bill, the lowest of the banknotes available. It's the BOTTOM of the quantity value. No matter the dollar price, it will stay there. Maybe that’s where it’s supposed to be.

Moreover, Bill is a common used name among the people. It is a dull, boring, meaning nothing one. It giving "overcompensating suburban villain" ifykyk.

Cipher? What is a cipher?

In cryptography, a cipher is an algorithm for performing encryption or decryption. (wiki) It can be also a mathematical zero — something that cannot be valued by itself.

But what does it mean for our character? He is nothing without the context, his identity depends on whoever is there in charge, he is blank without someone pulling the strings. He is a code that needs to be cracked and he cannot exist without someone "decoding" him. BOTTOM energy, if you ask me.

Since we started on this topic, let's discuss his appearance. A triangle? Why?

In hierarchy, the base of the triangle supports the pyramid, it's the foundation itself, when the apex (which is in both the Eye, and Bill's design himself) is small and it has to depens on anything that is beneath him. That way, his "top of the pyramid" thing is not dominant. He axists only when there's solid groung beneath him, holding him

His whole design is made after the Eye, but the whole point of it is watching and never interfering directly. He sees everything, but he needs the others to act. He doesn't create a thing, he reacts on thers' actions. Bottom energy, if you ask me - all his power depends directly on others.

The shape's pointed nature can convey a sense of movement and energy, often associated with action and even conflict. In physics, the Greek letter delta (Δ), which is a triangle, is used to represent change. Triandles aren't as stable as circles or squares. Instead, they are usually stuck or falling - they cannot adapt, cannot roll.

As a triangle, Bill is shown ready to change for anyone's need, destined to fall at the BOTTOM.

Bill Cipher is shaped like an equilateral triangle. It is proven with the poem in the choose-your-own-adventure book. The axolotl tells it Dipper when he asks about Cipher.

"Sixty degrees that come in threes". According to geometry book for the 4th grade, that would make him an equiangular triangle, since all of his angles are 60°, the same measure. If a triangle is equiangular, then it's also equilateral, or meaning that all sides are the same length.

In the Bible, 60 can represent periods of waiting or completeness, as well as divine provision and the fulfillment of promises, it is considered as the threshold of when a person enters the last major phase of their life. It means that 60 is the bottom of someone's existence, waiting for recognition, something bigger to come. Once again, it's not acting up, interfering with someone. Instead, it is waiting for something on the outside to react.

An equilateral triangle is something that adheres to external laws of geometry - his construction is perfectly stable. Despite him claiming to be chaotic, his literal shape is a complete submission to mathematical laws. His obidience is built-in since his birth.

Symmetrical shapes are easier to be abused: split, centered, framed and entered into.

His own Zodiac circle is a proof for this: he's in the middle, framed. He's not assymetrical and not trying to be it - instead, he is built like something that awaits to be disrupted and ruined.

Instead of being chaos, he's the most predictable polygon. He doesn't move and his structure is a rule itself. Despite his acting, his design reveals his fate: to be in balance, order, awaiting for an inner force to bring him into the chaos he desires.

Moving on, before gaining physical form, he is shown to us as a shadow twice throughout the series.

But what is a shadow?

A shadow is a dark area or shape created when an object blocks light. It occurs because light travels in straight lines and cannot bend around an opaque object, resulting in a dark silhouette on the opposite side.

How is this related? Well, look where the shadows are formed. Guess where are they. BOTTOM of the object presented. Sun can move wherever it is, but the shadow always stays there. Destinied it is.

Now, let's talk about the American Revolution. This war's result was that the United States of America achieved independence from British rule. But, the country originally struggled at the start due to the lack of government.

The Articles of Confederation was the first attempt on national US government. The problem with this was that states maintained their independence and such document didn’t didnt the federal government power to unite the states together. They lacked many necessary powers. No executive or judicial branch, no power to tax or create a national currency, and a 9/13 majority needed to pass laws, the Articles could not support the country. The founding father set out to create the Constitution, what would be the basis of government today.

As the Constitution went into effect, the system of check and balances was formed. This allowed for each branch of the government to “check” each other and prevent one single branch from being corrupt and taking control of all the national power.

Bill would represent the judicial branch, a branch with only self-placed checks and not necessarily constitutional checks. Bill Cipher can easily take advantage of this and take over the whole government.

Chaos he relates to is often related with power, however, it is a state of utter confusion or disorder; a total lack of organization or order. He's projecting dominance, trying to hide his vulnerability. He talks constantly, only to be shut with someone interrupting him, arguing. He doesn't only need power, he wants others to believe he has it. True dominance doesn’t beg for acknowledgment, but Bill does - it is a facade he's put. The whole Weirdmageddon is nothing but an attempt to break free from his "bottom energy". But did it really help?

Moreover, Bill's afraid of interacting with someone on a deeper level. He's always manipulative, mocking, but never vulnerable - he's a control freak, secretly wising for losing it.

The only reason he mocks human emotions is because he cannot fully engage in them. It's fully shown in the "Sock Opera", where he attempts to manipulate twins by how unstable their relationship is.

Psychologically, it is that Bill’s desire for power is started from the frontal cortex, specifically the orbitofrontal cortex. The idea of the power given to him is a desire for him to grow. This is deeply connected with dopamine, that his braing releases. He's a BOTTOM, desperately trying to top.

While looking at the BC abbreviation you may think it sounds familiar. It is a common abbreviation for the term "Before Christ" used in dating systems to denote years prior to the traditional start of the Christian era. And when looking at it, BC is located at the bottom of the timeline, alligning where he belongs.

As you can see, Bible was mentioned twice throughout the analysis. This can mean only that Bill has a deep connection with its dogmas.

And it is proven by the holy trinity: a concept, involving three holy figures, just like three sides of Bill. The number three itself holds significance, representing perfection, integration, and the unity of dualities. A full harmony on the outside, deep inside it is a conflict revolving.

This is EXACTLY the way Ohm's triangle works. It is a simple visual tool used to remember the relationship between voltage (V), current (I), and resistance (R) in electrical circuits.

The Ohm’s Law triangle is the same shape as Bill Cipher — an upright triangle.

Bill's show as a voltage in it. He only exists if something else conducts or resists him. He is the top of the triangle, but the triangle only functions if something below him is doing the work.

Voltage — is the power that needs to be conducted and resisted to mean anything.

That’s not dominance. That’s literal dependence on someone, who'll do all the work. Energy only flows when it confronts resistance.

You see, chaos (Bill) only becomes real voltage when he submits to resistance and lets current move through him. He’s not the master of the circuit — he is defined by its work.

Now, let's talk about posession. As wiki says, it's the state of having, owning, or controlling something.

To posess someone, you need to abandon your own form, becoming dependent on someone else. That’s not power - it is submission to someone else’s structure.

It is a vulnerable state of mind and body - a posessed can resist, fight back, and then the posessed one gets destroyed. It requires submission to other's body functioning. It’s a fragile dominance — and fragile dominance is just bottoming with extra steps.

#i cant take it srs #bill cipher #gravity falls #tbob #billford #the book of bill #journal 3 #analysis #bottom bill

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