@LibraLovesHim, you're like an annoying little sister I'm glad I never had.

Posted by TheCanBull
WTF

Seems a bit odd to personally point someone out publicly?

Maybe it's just me?

Posted by mission
I'm happy for your relationship with your Aries. I hope a Libra never becomes obsessed with me.

Posted by aquarius_beauty

Posted by Greendream69
What is the obsession? I'm living it now and it freaking frustrating! Is this a successful relationship material or doomed for the love hate feels?

Any relationship can succeed if there's effort to be put in. No relationship is successful without a bit of effort. You just need to put more on your part since it's more incompatible.

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Aries Man + Libra Woman

"The Compound"

Chemistry:

This is a classic case of opposites attracting, Aries recognizing in the Libra a woman of etheric qualities-grace, charm, and a lofty idealism. She appreciates his straightforward manner and singularity of purpose. Despite her feminist leanings, she finds his chivalry refreshing. After all, Libra is the zodiac's prime proponent for courtly love. So he thus takes his cues from her, pouring on his own brand of brutish charm, treating her perhaps too much like glass. She's fine, to a point, with being plopped onto a pedestal, feeling infamously superior to the opposite sex. Aries is that man from Mars, and she comes from Venus, their respective planet rulers. An air sign, Libra manifests Venusian qualities in the abstract: grace and beauty, now, on the astral plane, reflected in the gorgeous principles by which she lives. He is drawn to her lofty airs, forever trying to transcend what he considers baseness in his own character. No woman so personifies the noble attributes that he'd wish to possess. With Aries, Libra must balance her desire for idealization against a need to be seen as a flesh-and-blood female, not some emblem of a mate's merit. First impression says he's a manimal who can play on the ground, for better or worse. Works for Libra, as she, too, is objectifying, in her way.

Compatibility:

As ubiquitous as this coupling can be, the separate agendas of the partners, the why-be?s in this bond, never fully fuse into a single, tertiary schema but remain intact, superimposed one on the other. And, indeed, the relationship becomes a composite of various personal life goals, which, as mates, they take turns helping each other achieve. It's a partnership, which, along with marriage, contracts, law, justice, and indeed, karma, are concepts that fall under the rulership of the cosmic 7th house-Aries and Libra mutually effect each other's. The association remains, in some ways, singularly focused on the surface of their shared existence, both being denizens of the daytime, not creatures of the night. They enjoy the activity and necessary order of a busy life, and they fuel each other's hunger for experience and fulfillment. All tragedy, Greek or otherwise, aside: Jason and Medea play out the Aries-Libra relationship. He is on a lifelong quest for that golden Ram fleece. She is just the high-priestess to help him. And so she did, as does Libra typically give Aries a leg-up before expecting him to return the favor. Jason didn't make good. And hell hath no fury like a sorceress scorned. Karma, remember? It's payback time, one way or the other. Happy is the Aries who enjoys supporting his Libran lady. Regardless of their professions, theirs is an artistic life, even if their medium is conceptual. By accepting and, especially, appreciating Libra as his personal good-tuck charm, he does undergo a sort of ascension, which may contribute to this couple seeming holier-than-thou. Her own innate sense of entitlement notwithstanding, it's actually she who'd more readily buzz us up to their ivory tower; lo the decree: We're privileged to know them.

Carnality:

To this couple, aesthetics are everything. Proper grooming is essential, even in negligent-chic fashion. Making an effort is a show of mutual respect. Feeling oneself attractive is as much an aphrodisiac here, as is the natural allure of the other. So, too, is the knowledge that they, together, turn heads. Flirting with, and fielding outside, admiration only fuels what goes on when they get home. Libra is a long-lingering lover who likes to take her time and let sex unfold; Aries' signature urgency must thus be tempered, the process of which comes to characterize their lovemaking, changing gears, as it does, depending upon whose agenda is being asserted. Libra opens Aries' eyes to the plethora of pleasure possible when one defers the inevitably desired outcome; and his more impassioned handling of her provides the opportunity to demonstrate just how downright physical she can be. As in quotidian life together, there is a push-m-pull-you dynamic which, in bed, brings about ecstatic results. Whether explored as outright fantasy, or in more subtle expression, the conceit that Libra is a proverbial primster who can at least be dragged into the shallower depths of sexual degradation looms ever-present. Casting Aries in the role of bad boy turns them both on, whether or not it's a noble lie in the relationship. It serves both their agendas to treat sex as a tad taboo, repressed though that might seem to friends who find it odd these two blush at the mere mention. In truth, they don't want to dispel the magic; rarely do they even discuss lovemaking between themselves, despite how vanilla in flavor theirs typically is. Even their so-called kinkiness is squeaky clean. Hotels, spas, travel, or even a natural setting that takes them out of their usual one tend to ignite their libidos; besides, sex on the beach, in a private compartment on a train, or overlooking the Arno smacks of a stylish art film or photo shoot. It should be tasteful-Libra, especially, doesn't do porn. Baser aspects of sexual experience, if just the mere suggestion of such, raise her ire. For instance, she enjoys pleasuring the Aries orally, but if he starts in with directive expletives, it cheapens the experience. She is an eroticist and he does well to get into that headspace, glancing her erogenous zones instead of grabbing them, exploring the etheric surface of key body parts, creating delicious tension in the interims between touches. Less is so much more for the minimal, airy Libra; and when Aries can no longer restrain his need to deliver a proper pounding, the impact is much more intense. Begging off, again and again, can make for marathon sessions that send the Aries reeling, as unaccustomed as he is to imposing self-control. It's a process, and Libra is not only patient, but relishes the fact that her brand of lovemaking lifts the Aries up where, they'll agree, he mos' def belongs.

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Posted by aquarius_beauty

Posted by mission

This sounds awful and exhausting to me.

I'd figure it would be too much work for an Aries.

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😆 😆 No, just not worth it. There are so many more tangible and productive things I could put all this energy into.