Traditional astrology says Saturn will keep a relationship from consummating, but we can say hold up, Saturn can turn it up if you’re into confinement, if you want to play out some scenes around let’s say father figures. Chiron—which in mainstream astrology is so ice bucket challenge-style ableist—can be the deep slow grind that falls apart, seizes up tight, loses control, folds a limp wrist or wrung out fist. Neptune can get real drunk in love or real into a transubstantiation kind of realness. Chiron and Mars together really move through things in terms of where traditional astrology just overlaps ableism and transphobia. Jupiter is so fat femme day on the gay beach. Pluto has that dark love on lock, where still water runs deep and running water is deep still.