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[matthew1337]

i lobeve these idiots

[aboutwhitechocolate535]

yk? the best we can do is not engage on those types of people who are clearly and obviously rage baiting. replying to them is just giving them more reason to do so. let them talk whatever they want like crazy people that they are. they've never been inlove and it shows 💗

[frezyastrology]

AstroObservations: Spouse's Financial Situation (And Job)

First of all, elements and qualities will give us important information.

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Mutable signs: Gemini, Pisces, Virgo, Sagittarius

Fixed signs: Taurus, Scorpio, Aquarius, Leo

Cardinal signs: Aries, Libra, Cancer, Capricorn

Earth group: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn

Fire group: Sagittarius, Aries, Leo

Air group: Gemini, Aquarius, Libra

Water group: Cancer, Pisces, Scorpio

We must examine the effects of our 8th house

Under the Influence of a Cardinal Sign: They may display ambitious and competitive traits in terms of earning money. They might hold a managerial position or even be the owner of their own business. They are likely to take bold steps in financial matters.

Under the Influence of a Fixed Sign: They might provide routine income with a potential for working in government positions. They may have a stable income flow. Their income sector is less likely to change; they may work in the same field throughout their life.

Under the Influence of an Earth Sign: They could work in areas such as banking, farming, or business in the financial sector. Engaged in routine tasks, food and beverage, or real estate-related activities.

Under the Influence of a Water Sign: They might work in professions like psychology, therapy, care services, or creative fields. Occupations related to healing or social environments like pubs.

Under the Influence of a Fire Sign: Engaged in jobs requiring speed and courage, such as military, police work, or sports. They may take on leadership roles in positions requiring strength.

Under the Influence of an Air Sign: Involved in jobs requiring travel, social interactions, roles like flight attendants, pilots, guidance, teaching, or communication fields like journalism. Could work in information transport and communication networks.

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[ilmtest]

Sometimes It Is Better To Let Go

Not every ṭalāq (ie: divorce) is a curse; فليس كل طلاق نقمة، rather, it is part of perfection of Allah's niʿmah (ie: favour) upon His ʿibād (ie: servants) that He has granted them the ability to separate through al-ṭalāq if one of them desires to replace a spouse with another and free themselves from someone they neither love nor suit. بل من تمام نعمة الله على عباده أن مكنهم من المفارقة بالطلاق إذا أراد أحدهم استبدال زوج مكان زوج، والتخلص ممن لا يحبها ولا يلائمها، For lovers, there is nothing like al-nikāḥ (ie: marriage), فلم ير للمتاحبين مثل النكاح، and for those who harbour resentment, there is nothing like al-ṭalāq. ولا للمتباغضين مثل الطلاق Muḥammad b. Ṣāliḥ al-ʿUthaymīn, Fatḥ Ḏī ʾl-Jalāli wa ʾl-Ikrām bi Sharḥ Bulūġ al-Marām 5/27 ابن عثيمين، بشرح بلوغ المرام ٥/٢٧ https://shamela.ws/book/29558/2517 @ilmtest [https://t.me/ilmtest]

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[landwriter]

Hi!! Uhm… I couldn’t tell which of your wip ‘titles’ was possibly Death of Translation but I have been ITCHING for even a nibble of another snippet of it, If you wouldn’t mind sharing of course!!! Much love ❤️❤️❤️

“Anything,” he says. “Anything you ask for what you offer. I would be a tool in the hand of a king. I would be a courtesan in his bed.”

“Only your language. Only you, now and forever.”

Hob remembers when a marriage compact could with true words and willing hearts alone. He clasps Dream’s hands. The words come smoothly. He wonders if they were already there, somewhere in the mess of him. “Then this I give. This I promise always. My language, myself, to you, oldest friend and newest lover. Every journey I make is a journey back to you. You are the centre of it, the horizon, min ouen love treue. May we be blessed now with only the journeys we can make together, for I would share your bed every night as you ask to share my language. I would, with inadequate tongue and overfull heart, call you this, if you’ll accept it. Husband.”

“I accept these gifts. I accept this title. ”

Hob smiles wetly. “God. You know, you’ll have to come to faculty parties now.”

“I do not take up this new mantle lightly,” says Dream, smiling a little. “Hob Gadling, husband-mine.”

“And you let me name you lover, love” says Hob, “Even though we have done naught but kiss.”

“I understand more than kissing is done in a marriage,”

“Is that why you agreed to all that rot?”

Dream smirks crookedly. “You insult yourself so I will compliment your fine words.”

“Yes,” he says, pleasantly. “Are they fine?”

“Very.”

“Am I?”

“Very.”

“Does a king not deserve to be draped in finery?”

“Hob.”

“Does a new marriage not deserve to be consummated?”

Dream makes a low and hungry sound that registers, somewhere in the base of his skull, like a growl.

“Does your husband not deserve the knowledge of your touch?” Dream’s hands tighten around his waist but he is otherwise still, staring at Hob with parted lips. He is swaying, a little. Hob thinks unbidden of a basilisk. He presses his thumb to Dream’s lips, and cannot keep the awe from his face as Dream lets him trace them. He knows all these things to be true, but he knows now, too, how much he would repay his friend in his currency, how much power he wields, to beckon and soothe. “Come inside, housbande” he says, and wraps his hand around the back of Dream’s neck, stroking his thumb along cool and corded muscle. “If my language is a garden, it grows between my lips.”

Dream tips his head forward, rests it against Hob’s. “I will be greedy,” he says. “Ever have I been thus. If you bid me take you to bed, I will be loathe to let you leave.”

He says it as though he is proud even though he knows it to be terrible. Hob smiles again. “I can think of no better lover,” he says, “Than the one who would pluck every flower I grew for him.”