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sapionic · 1 month

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Venus Synastry ASTROLOGY

When your Venus is in someone's house 8-12

Having your Venus in someone's 8th house makes them someone that comes through for you time after time. Depending on the particular zodiac sign in the 8th house will determine in what ways, but overall this is likely someone that has the capability of being loyal or consistent. They likely provide you with a strong sense of merging. Things with this person is likely passionate, intense, and interesting.

Having your Venus in someone's 9th house in a good sense is that this person brings adventure to your life. They may even propel you into a state of independence that you didn't have at first. This person is likely to show you things you have yet to discover. Whatever they show you can be something that sticks with you even after the connection dissolves because VENUS is value. Good synastry placement for tour guides.

Having your Venus in someone's 10th house makes them provide you with the ultimate stable dynamic, especially romantically. They have everything you need and want romantically. This would probably be more enjoyable to you than the 7th house synastry as the 10th house provides more and has more value to offer and bask in than the 7th house. You may enjoy how this person looks physically. They could have a lot going for themselves or they simply provide you with a lot. Good placement for family.

Having your Venus in someone's 11th house means that they could have came to you. The connection could have started unexpectedly or in some type of spontaneous way. They provide you with support and a different style of doing things. They could bring forth experiences you didn't expect to experience. Internet friends would be idea for this synastry.

Having your Venus in someone's 12th house could have resulted in something between you two happening late in the day or the attraction was last minute, private, or with hidden intentions. It could take a while for them to vlaue you or understand if there is a connection here. Better suited for long distant connections or connections where there are no intentions on meeting. For instance, a webcam model and a viewer on her stream would be better fit for this synastry.

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musingsofahufflepuff · 2 months

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currently sitting at intermission for the cursed child and holy shit

the plot is ass but the effects?? magic is real oh my god

i’m definitely annoying my bf by saying “my husband” every time they mention theo tho 😌

also albus x scoripus is canon

#cursed child #harry potter #theodore nott #slytherin boys #scorbus #albus potter x scorpius malfoy #albus potter #scorpio #scorpius malfoy #mykie shitposting

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evenceflux18 · 7 months

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I don't really had much to do besides procrastinating but these men are literally made me love some of their personalities

Here me out, They're cool alright😭 I had a salty side towards Bi- Han but still, he's design looks dope

BUT I REALLY LOVE THIS RAIDEN AND SCORPIO 😭 AHJAIXJSJSJJS

imagine the chaos if I ever drew these guys out of random

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simm-mouse · 1 year

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Been fucking around with photo moving apps and using sims mirror portraits as faces

#my bullshit #the sims 2 #ts2 #strangetown #pascal curious #papa manlet #vidcund curious #Piss boy #I can't stop laughing at this #It'll never be not funny to me #Scorpio brothers

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dozygay · 1 year

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It’s my birthday.

#birthday #birthday boy #perfect butt #gay #gaypride #gayboy #gaylife #gayman #palmsprings #moustache #gayguy #scorpio

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hannahssimblr · 12 days

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May, as a secondary school student in Dublin city, has never felt like LA, for spring is a time for studying indoors, barely glancing out the window at the changing seasons, blind to the emergence of summer. I barely register the cherry blossom tree that blooms outside the window of the school library. For weeks the streets are painted pink and white, but mid May brings a storm to tear the petals away from their branches and toss them onto the ground and in the drains like abandoned confetti in the aftermath of a wedding. I take note of them while stepping on them on the way to and from school, but soon they aren’t even beautiful anymore. Browning, curling at the edges, a mere inconvenience to be swept away by the street cleaners and shaken off one's shoes.

“Only a leaf of our laurel hedge is torn— Of distant interest like a maimed limb, only a rose which now will never climb the stone of our house, expendable, a mere line of defence against him…” I mutter a poem under my breath, much to the chagrin of the girl sitting nearby who keeps glancing sharply at me over the screen of her laptop, but she doesn’t understand that this is how I learn. I cannot just commit something to memory from reading it, and if I don't say it aloud like a four year old child learning his ABCs then nothing goes in.

Explaining this to her would only mean I would speak more, and louder which I am certain is the opposite of what she wants, so for the third time that lunch hour I issue her an apologetic smile and a shrug, cute, though she doesn’t seem to understand that I am extremely charming either and sighs wearily as she goes back to stabbing the keyboard.

“Only a leaf of our laurel hedge is torn— Of… of distant interest like a…” I have forgotten the lines already, so I take a breath and go back to the beginning. “This dry night, nothing unusual about the clip clop casual iron of his shoes as he stamps death…”

I am distracted by the library doors swinging open to the sound of the lunchtime hallways but don’t look up, I just keep my finger on the page and wait for the noise to die down but it takes longer than it should. The door slams shut, rattles, thumps, it opens to more noise and slams again, and finally I glance over.

Michelle is furiously attempting to untangle the strap of her school bag from where it is looped around the outside handle of the door, pulling and yanking with increasing ferocity, clearly having decided that pulling repeatedly at it in flustered panic is the best way to free herself. It’s not just me that looks at her, it’s everyone in the library, and when she finally extricates herself and fixes her hair it's me that she looks right at, blush creeping up her neck from the white collar of her uniform.

I stare back and mouth to her: “Are you okay?”

She nods, tremulous hands smoothing her skirt and straightening the hem of her jumper. She does a scan of the library quickly, eyes hopping from table to table until they settle on the one next to me, the only one free. She approaches unwillingly and I watch her, her eyes on the floor, her fingers still shaky on the zip of her school bag as she stands next to me and begins slapping books out onto the table.

“Come to do a bit of studying?” I whisper.

“Yeah, just, um… yeah,” she dumps a pile of random notebooks and exam papers out and sits down to rifle through them. I notice that none of them are related to each other. The english textbook, a maths hardcover notebook, a crumpled homework assignment dated from a week ago all in a great dog eared heap.

“What are you working on?”

“Uh… all of it.”

“All of it?”

She inhales sharply, “Yes. All this.”

“Wow, okay,” I turn back to my book and return to the top of the poem again, suddenly a touch more self conscious about my study methods when there’s a great ball of volatile energy directly to my left, so I try mouthing the lines instead while she rifles irritably through her pile, crunching paper and sending a rogue pencil rolling to the ground. The girl across from us grumbles under her breath, snaps her laptop shut and goes to find a quieter spot on the beanbags across the room.

After another minute or two of frantic rifling, I lean toward Michelle, “Are you alright?”

She doesn’t answer me, but her nostrils flare and that blush that started at her collar heats her cheeks the colour of her nails, cherry red and half peeled from where she’s scraped them with her teeth. She’s always done that, even though she knows perfectly well how much dirt is harboured beneath the crescent moons of her fingernails. She flicks them now, thumb against index and brings them to her mouth again.

I nudge her gently, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she says, then after a pause, “Well… no never mind.”

“You can tell me if you want, I know I’m not Jen, but…”

“Well, okay, it’s Evan. Evan and Carlie, they just tried to, like, apologise to me.”

I hesitate. I didn’t really expect my pleas for connection to work, but now here we are. “Oh, well…” I shift awkwardly in my seat, “What did they say to you?”

“They came and found me at lunch. Jen is with the counsellor, so like, I was just eating alone in the lunchroom and they just came over and tried to talk to me, so I got up and, like, hurried away before they could say anything.”

“That’s good.”

“Yeah but now I feel,” she holds her hands out for me to see how they vibrate with adrenaline, “Ugh, I feel horrible, my heart is going like crazy, I just…”

“I get it.”

She shifts around awkwardly, looking over her shoulder as though someone better to talk to might appear, but she must be desperate to unload because she says to me with reluctance: “Does it eventually get less terrible?”

“Yeah, 'course.”

“When?”

“I don’t know. It’s, like, different every time, and sometimes it’s just a bit worse and it lasts a bit longer. I guess it’s harder when you have to see them all the time and when they try to talk to you, I get what you’re saying. Evan probably shouldn't have tried to talk to you yet.”

Michelle doesn’t look upset, she's not the teary eyed version of herself that she’s been this past month. She looks vacant, staring ahead and out the window at the tree that used to be blossoming, but is now verdant with that intense neon green of spring. Her teeth worry at her lip, “What's it like to have to see Holly, then?”

“Holly? That was different.”

“Yeah but she’s always around school, isn't she?”

“I don’t think about all that, it's been four years. Now she’s just another girl in the hallways, it’s really not the same, see, it’s not like I loved her or cared-”

“You don’t think about the history you had? You don’t wonder if she hates you?”

I snort, “What history? We were thirteen and we lasted three months. If she hates me she can go right ahead and do it, but if she’s still even thinking about me at all then that’s pretty depressing.”

She raises an eyebrow incredulously, “You don’t care if someone hates you?”

“How do you know she hates me? Did she tell you that?”

She scoffs, “No, I don’t know anything about Holly. As if I’d ever talk to that bitch.”

“Nah, c’mon, I don’t like that.”

“Huh?”

“You saying that, it’s just part of that cliquey thing that everyone in this school is way too interested in, isn’t it? This person doesn’t like that person because of some superficial reason. Holly is on the hockey team, and you by default don’t like people who are sporty because you assume they’re all mean.”

“You’re assuming that of me. Which is pretty presumptuous.”

“I’m just saying. That’s what I’ve seen around here. If everyone just assumes everyone who isn’t exactly like them is an arsehole then-”

“That’s not why I don’t like Holly, obviously,” she hisses.

“Obviously? Why is it obvious?”

She stares at me blankly, so I repeat myself, “Why is it obvious?”

“You can’t think of a single reason why I might not like Holly?”

“No.”

She starts scooping her books and papers back into her bag, “Well then you’re either a liar or an idiot.”

“What are you on about?” I'm not totally sure how she progressed from a state of flustered anxiety to one of complete fury in about two seconds and I watch her with alarm, “I don’t get it. Who cares about Holly?” I touch her arm and she yanks it away, “How am I supposed to know what happened?”

She shakes her head incredulously and tries zipping up the bag in spite of the papers still sticking out of it.

“To be honest, if this is something from first year or whatever… there’s no point holding on to something for that long.”

“I’d be nice,” she says in a shaky whisper, “to just not care about anything or anyone and to just think about yourself, but that isn’t who I am. Okay?”

I rear back, “That’s not fair, I don’t care about nothing…” But she’s already leaving, stalking back towards the doors with her half-zipped schoolbag bouncing furiously on her back. I barely even notice the library full of eavesdroppers as I heave out a sigh and wriggle my phone out of my pocket to text Jen as the door slams.

SOS I pissed Michelle off. You did? How? I dunno. Just did. You’re right lol she gets mad over nothing. What did you say? Something about that girl I used to go out with. Holly. You talked about Holly?!! Yeah. I told Shell to put whatever weird grudge she has against her to bed and she just stormed off. IDK what her problem was. Seriously? Yeah huge overreaction. Omg one day I think you’re going to die of stupidity. Huh?

I wait several minutes for a response that doesn’t come straight away. Sighing, I return to my books and my study though whatever shred of focus I had ten minutes earlier has left the building. Michelle’s words ring in my head, and as I think about what she said to me, about how I care about nothing and only think of myself I grow annoyed with her too. It’s not true, I do care, and just because my break ups have never been like hers and Evan's doesn’t mean I am some sort of unfeeling husk of a boy who is hollow and void on the inside, right?

Maybe one day I’ll fall in love for real with some woman who will eventually stomp all over my puny feelings and shatter my heart into a billion pieces. She might even do it deliberately. She'll turn me into one of those men who will never be the same again for having known her, irreparably changed, chemically altered by her and the void she leaves behind in me, and I'll be ruined in the same way that veterans are ruined by war, then make some unbearable piece of media about my torment so that everyone else must suffer with me. Is that what Michelle wants? I’ll prove her wrong and do it all to myself out of spite.

My phone buzzes and I grab it. On the screen flashes one, solitary word from Jen.

Idiot.

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#lucky boy 2009 #it's true he's an idiot #but a lovable one i guess?#who likes Lucky Girl foreshadowing? Me #His thoughts are so dramatic though FR #like calm down scorpio boy

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a-strange-inkling · 2 months

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I just absolutely love how mostly everyone agrees on Pisces Princess Chrissy 🩵👑🐟

…But then I always feel like I have to get out my 12 point PowerPoint presentation to explain myself whenever I mention the date I picked for Eddie’s birthday 😅😆

#aquarius eddie this #scorpio eddie that #very fine choices #wonderfully valid takes #beautiful headcanons #but my version of the boy is an aries #i feel strongly about this #i could write an essay #🐏

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aprilmoonclub · 1 year

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Lee Know's ideal type based on his natal chart ✮︎

*English is a foreign language for me, so sorry for mistakes

and ladies look at his amazing veins, it's so breathtaking

Venus in Scorpio, Moon in Sagittarius

Tsundere. This boy is huuge anime fan and Scorpio with Venus in Scorpio (!), so sexually he can be attracted to someone who have “tsundere” vibe. The personality can be different but just that kinda dangerous vibe…may attract him. A lot.

Someone who looks like not an easy person. Can be sassy and stubborn sometimes. A girl who don’t shy to show the real emotions even if it’s not positive ones. Someone super passionate, not only in love, but also in life in general.

Mysteries, seductive, maybe loner. You know, that type of person who can be silent, calm and introverted but you just know you shoudn’t messed up with that person. She may like esoteric, psychology, taro or even witchy craft. Oh, and she definitely love black humor.

As a wife, Minho would prefer a girl who is smiley smarty with positive energy and you can definitely have fun with her. He needs a like-minded person who is ready to go to the ends of the world with him. Camping/traveling/hiking in the mountains and etc, she must don’t mind this “tourist-exploring” kind of activity with him.

Lee Know likes to learn other cultures, languages, philosophies of other countries, so he may loove girl of other nationality and culture. Minho would also like a girl who knows foreign languages, love reading books and travelling.

There can be a situation like a “teacher-student” relationship. Either he teaches something and the girl learns from him, or vice versa, he learns a lot from her.

The main thing here is that his wife shares with him his outlook on life, "stimulates" his brain with interesting information and knowledge and is ready for any adventure!

#lee minho #lee know #stray kids #skz #skz stay #kpop astrology #astrology #ideal type #venus in scorpio #moon in sagittarius #kpop #kpop boys #kpopidol

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gangseysallhere · 1 year

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I think about these way too often…like tattoo that mister impossible one on my forehead

#trc #the raven cycle #ronan lynch #maggie stiefvater #the raven boys #the dreamer trilogy #richard campbell gansey iii #mister impossible #the scorpio races #call down the hawk

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alanangels · 2 years

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LOVING this photoshoot😍

#aew #all elite wrestling #jade cargill #ricky starks #scorpio sky #wardlow #cm punk #danhausen #bryce remsburg #eddie kingston #anna jay #christian cage #jungle boy #jamie hayter #britt baker #anthony bowens

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astrotopg · 2 years

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Astro observations 💊

⛰ Mars in capricorn is the most disciplined and determined from all the mars signs

🗣 Moon in gemini release emotions through talking and writing, this also applies to moon in 3rd house

☠️ Scorpio mercury has the darkest minds, like when they really hate you, they will wish your death or imagining themselves stabbing you. It really can go to extreme, it is also destructive for them

👁 Capricorn rising/moon have one of the most intimidating look you will ever see

😐 Moon in taurus and their emotional stability

🧎🏻‍♂️Aqua moons and scorpio moons are the biggest loners of zodiac, meanwhile aquarius will be from time to time social, but then they will completely detach themselves, meanwhile scorpio with their crazy intense emotions will get in their shell and they will start to analyzing themselves, these two signs are the most picky, when it comes to choose their inner circle.

🪐 Saturn in the 10th house are the grinders, but you will must be patient and consistent to accomplish your goals

💧 Moon in 1st house literally wear their heart on the sleeve, even when it is in Aquarius or Capricorn

🐟Pisces sun/moon escaping through alcohol, drugs, movies or through sleeping…although they are generous and kind, most of the time they lack discipline

🫂As a scorpio mercury I really like people with pisces mercury, one of my best friend has this placement…when we speak, we don’t even use words, we can speak through music or memes, so fuckin compatible like waves in the sea

🐐Capricorn are greatest leader, even better than Aries because of their impulsiveness, capricorn can remain calm and organize shit, best authority figures, Libra and Cancer are also great…cardinal energy💪

💋Cancer women are mothers of the zodiac 💋

🦋Libra sun people are social butterflies, but when it is in 8th house or 12th house they are more introverted

🖤Scorpio venus and their toxic type of lover, they are passionate lovers and usually go all in when they feel the spark, just be careful so that you do not get too obsessed with your lover

🔥Aries moon and their explosive emotions, I really believe they are the lover/fighter type of shit🔥

🥶Check your Uranus house, thats where you will rebel against and would like to constantly change

These are my first observations, I am constantly learning, I would appreciate some feedback 💪😘