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There were a lot of things to say about Capricorns and why they are not the warmest or fuzziest of crush objects. Saying that they're "cold" is a little on the sharp side but not that far off base, really. They're not the most emotional folks, and rationality is way more their bag than romance. I say this as the daughter, granddaughter, sister, and wife of Capricorns. If you asked me to describe my mother and my grandmother, the word "cold" would definitely come up. For my sister, "rigid." For my husband, "regimented."

Which is why it sort of kind of almost bugs me that Monty uses the word "impulsive" in his hissy about Capricorns. They're, like, the least impulsive sign. (Except maybe Virgo, which is me, which is why I vibe with Capricorns.) And Edwin is certainly and clearly not impulsive.

Also, impulsive about what? Monty kissed Edwin while Edwin was in the middle of trying to make sense of his feelings using his rational mind: a very Capricorn thing to do. Monty acted impulsively, not Edwin.

It's just such an odd word choice to me. If I was going to spit two insults at a Capricorn, it wouldn't be on the list of possibilities at all. When you google "words to describe Capricorn" you get: ambitious, pessimistic, overly serious, controlling, disciplined, unforgiving, hardworking, sensitive, persistent, critical, practical, workaholic, loyal, organized, intelligent, determined, and stubborn. So, basically, entirely the opposite of impulsive.

I kind of wonder if some of the messed up astrology (I seem to recall a post about the chart he does for Edwin not making any sense) is meant to indicate that Monty doesn't actually know much about it and is bullshitting to some extent.

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Oh no I just watched Squid Game episode 6 and I was not prepared

#squid game #my heart #it is broken

6: “ I lost the baby. ” 41: “ I’m pregnant. ” 35: “ About the baby… Its yours. ” 110: “ You did what?! ” From the prompt thing you reblogged?

um oKAY this was rude and it made my heart hurt. i hope you like it!! (should i make a second part???)

Pacing back and forth in the kitchen, you waited for your best friend, and roommate, to get home. You had something important to tell him, something that was surely going to change everything. You didn’t know how he would react - honestly, you weren’t too sure about that yourself - and you really didn’t know how to tell him. Just to soften the blow, and to make sure that he was in a decent mood, you’d ordered his favorite pizza, and you’d placed it on the kitchen counter. Now, you were just waiting.

Not too long later, the you heard the front door close, and Tessa’s feet hitting the floor as she ran to greet Tom. “Y/N! I’m home!” He always announced when he was home, as if you were an old married couple.

Your heart started beating faster in your chest as you called back, “In the kitchen!”

Tom came through the doorway, giving you a grin as he noticed his favorite pizza sitting on the counter. He pressed a kiss to your cheek as he went to get two plates from then cupboard. “Ordered pizza for dinner, I see?” You nodded as you jumped up onto the counter, taking a plate from Tom. He opened the box and you both took out a slice.

Standing next to and leaning over the counter with one of his elbows nudging against your thigh, he rambled on about his day. In a lull of the conversation, you put your plate down, fumbling with your fingers. “Tommy? There’s something I need to tell you.”

His eyebrows raised as he stood up, moving a little to stand more in front of you, so he could look at you as you spoke. You sucked in a deep breath, looking down at your hands, the words falling out of your mouth, “Tom, I’m pregnant.” His eyes went wide, and he opened his mouth to say something, probably to comfort you, as he moved closer, but you stopped him as you spoke again, “And… about the baby… it’s yours.”

Glancing up, you saw a look of realization cross his face. He was remembering the night the two of you had slept together. Not that there was much to remember; you were both pretty drunk, and had slept together. The next morning, when you woke up naked in your bed with your best friend, you freaked out. Tom freaked out a little when he woke up, too, but the two of you talked about it, and decided that it was nothing. Two people could have sex just because, it didn’t have to mean anything.

Tom froze, his hands falling to rest on your knees. The two of you locked eyes, unsure of what to say. It was silent for a few moments, and then Tom spoke up, “O-okay. We’ll, um, we’ll figure this out.”

You were still pretty early on when you’d told Tom, so you had a long road ahead of you. To be completely honest, things had gotten kind of weird between you and Tom, and you still weren’t completely sure what you wanted to do yet. Tom was trying his best to be supportive, saying he’d support whatever decision you wanted to make. And though he kept saying that, you knew that Tom would be a good dad, and that he’d always wanted to be a dad, even if now wasn’t perfect timing. Finally, you came to the conclusion that you wanted to keep the baby. You and Tom were best friends - you’d figure everything out. It wouldn’t be easy, but you knew you could do it.

A little more than a month after you’d first told Tom, you had an appointment just to make sure everything was going smoothly. You hadn’t told anyone other than Tom yet, and he couldn’t get any time off from filming, so you were going by yourself.

It seemed as though everything was going smoothly with you, until they checked for the baby’s heartbeat. You held your breath as you waited to hear the sound fill the room. Dread began to fill you as the nurse left to get a doctor. Only minutes later, you were informed that you’d had a miscarriage. Unable to hold back the tears, you started crying then and there. Sure, your baby had been unplanned, but you loved the baby just the same.

When you got home, you only made it as far as the couch before collapsing in sobs. Tessa could sense something was wrong, and came to lay down next to you. You stayed like that the rest of the day, curled up in a ball as you cried, eventually crying yourself to sleep.

Tom came home to find you in that position. He was instantly worried, crouched down next to you, his hand on your arm to wake you. The second your eyes were open, he was trying to figure out what was wrong, “Y/N/N, are you okay? What’s wrong?”

The question made you start sobbing again as you sat up, pulling your knees up to your chest. Tom quickly moved to sit next to you on the couch, his arm around your shoulders. He let you cry for a bit longer until you were finally able to choke out, “I lost the baby.”

Tom’s eyebrows drew together in confusion, “You did what?” He wasn’t angry. In fact, his voice was so soft, worried that if it was too loud you’d start sobbing again. He was just thoroughly confused about what was going on.

“I-“ you tried to get the words out, but were cut off by another sob escaping your lips. Tom’s hand rubbed up and down your back in slow circles. “I-it’s not my fault. I had a miscarriage, Tom. We lost the baby.”

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Snow in Spring- I was worried Delia would feel too cold. But being an arctic fox she was delighted. She was a bit annoyed because the wind kept messing with her hair.