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BMW i4 eDrive35 M Sport Review: Luxury Electric Performance
₹72.5 Lakh Design and Exterior Styling The i4 eDrive35 M Sport is unmistakably BMW, with a striking blend of modernity and athleticism. Its exterior design features hallmark elements of BMW’s sporty ethos, with a few electric-specific tweaks: Front Grille: The signature kidney grille is blanked off, enhancing aerodynamics and emphasizing its EV status. The M Sport touches add chrome highlights…
#ADAS#Advanced Safety#Aerodynamic Sedan#Ambient Lighting#Autonomous Features#Battery Range#BMW Design#BMW EV#BMW i4#BMW Innovations#BMW Technology#Connected Features#Dynamic Stability Control#eDrive35#Electric Mobility#Electric Sedan#EV Charging#Fast charging#Harman Kardon Audio#iDrive 8#Luxury EV#Luxury Interiors#M Sport#Performance EV#Premium Car#Premium Electric Car#Rear-Wheel Drive#regenerative braking#Tesla Model 3 Rival#WLTP Range
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we are so far into spherical cow land it's not even funny anymore
#babygirl how on earth are you gonna represent the glucose-insulin dynamics with a single differential eq#no shit you can stabilize that but that doesnt like mean anything to artificial pancreas research#honey that's a basic control system exercise
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TVS Motor Launches Flagship TVS Apache RR 310 with Enhanced Performance TVS Motor Company (TVSM), a leading global automaker in the two- and three-wheeler segment, has launched the all-new TVS Apache
#TVS Apache RR 310#super-premium sports motorcycle#bi-directional quickshifter#aerodynamic winglets#TVS motor#race tuned dynamic stability control#motorcycle customization#2024 TVS Apache#BTO customization#super bike India#Race Tuned Dynamic Stability Control#TPMS#Cruise Control#TVS Motor#Built To Order#Racing Red motorcycle#Bomber Grey Apache RR 310#2024 TVS Apache RR 310#Performance motorcycle India#High-performance motorcycle features#Race Replica motorcycle
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In the article "How to Shoot on the Move" by Hunt Fish Shoot on The Armory Life, the author emphasizes the importance of incorporating movement into firearm training as real-world self-defense situations are often dynamic. The article covers the essential techniques for shooting effectively while moving in various directions—forward, backward, and laterally. Key advice includes adopting a relaxed shooting posture similar to top shooters like Rob Leatham, using a heel-to-toe walking motion to maintain stability, and practicing with semi-automatic pistols like the Springfield Armory Echelon 4.5F fitted with a Lead & Steel PB-3 red dot. The author underscores the necessity of consistent practice, tracking target hits, and utilizing live-fire drills to master shooting on the move.
#The Armory Life#how to shoot on the move#shooting techniques#firearm training#movement drills#stability while moving#accurate shooting#shooting stance#firearm handling#target acquisition#defensive shooting#tactical training#center of gravity control#footwork#shooting challenges#balance and coordination#advanced shooting skills#practical shooting#dynamic shooting techniques.
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american jesus ☆
spencer reid
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part one part two part three part four
summary; What starts as a seemingly innocent exchange quickly escalates into a game of trust, control, and desire. Spencer offers you more than just financial stability; he gives you attention, adoration, and a connection so intimate it leaves you breathless. From whispered words over the phone to moments of vulnerability, he knows exactly how to unravel you, guiding you to discover sides of yourself you never knew existed.
But with every dollar he deposits into your account and every command that leaves his lips, the boundaries between professionalism and pleasure blur. As you dive deeper into this intoxicating arrangement, you can’t help but wonder: are you just another outlet for his control, or has this brilliant man fallen for you just as deeply as you’ve begun to fall for him?
cw; +18 minors dni, masturbation (f), hints at masturbation (m), nudes, spencer calls reader "little girl" once, phone sex, sugar baby/daddy dynamics, inexperienced reader, pleasure dom spencer, fingering, dirty talk
an; this is the first part in my new series! as always, feedback is greatly appreciated. P.s. this is written with jesus reid in mind <3 xoxo
The idea had been absurd from the beginning—a drunken suggestion tossed out during a late-night study break, your friend’s cheeks flushed from the cheap wine you’d both been sipping.
“You should totally do it,” she’d said, her voice a mix of mischief and daring as she scrolled through her phone. “It’s not like you have to… do anything. Just talk. Flirt a little. Get someone to pay for your coffee—or your rent. What’s the harm?”
You’d laughed it off then, brushing aside her suggestion with a half-hearted joke about the kind of people who used those sites. But now, with your landlord’s polite but insistent emails piling up, along with the crushing weight of tuition bills and credit card debt, her words didn’t seem so laughable.
Desperation, you’d learned, had a way of reshaping your boundaries.
So, against every instinct that told you to slam the laptop shut and find another way, you clicked the link she’d jokingly sent that night.
The homepage was a garish blend of pink and gold, its polished glamour doing little to mask the transactional nature of it all. The tagline—"Where connections are made"—was a cruel euphemism for what this really was: a marketplace. A place where companionship, or at least the illusion of it, had a price tag.
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a long time before you finally typed in a username: laceandliterature.
The flood of messages came almost instantly.
@ hungandrich; Hey, beautiful 😘
@ olderseekingyounger; I can show you the world 🌍💎
@ MrNaughty4U; $5k a week to be my princess. No strings attached 💵
It was overwhelming, a cascade of propositions ranging from saccharine to predatory. Some were masked in politeness, others made no effort to conceal their intentions. Your stomach churned as you skimmed through them, the realisation sinking in that you were just another product on a shelf.
And then, just as you were about to close the browser and pretend this had never happened, a new message pinged.
It was short, direct—refreshingly so:
[new chat from: @ thefourthdoctor]
@ thefourthdoctor; Intriguing profile. Shall we talk?
No emojis, no extravagant promises. Just a simple, confident statement.
You hesitated, your heart racing as you clicked on the profile. The picture was blurry, as if taken in haste, but it revealed enough: dark, wavy hair that framed sharp, intelligent eyes behind a pair of glasses. His bio was sparse but intriguing, mentioning books, travel, and a keen interest in "meaningful conversations."
Something about it—about him—felt different. Not just the lack of overtly transactional language, but the quiet assurance in his words.
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard.
This was a bad idea. You knew it was a bad idea. But against your better judgment, you typed out a response.
@ laceandliterature; I suppose that depends on what you want to talk about.
The reply came almost immediately, as if he’d been waiting.
@ thefourthdoctor; Anything but the obvious.
The words were simple, but the subtext was unmistakable: he wasn’t here for what everyone else seemed to want. Or maybe he was just better at hiding it. No sleazy innuendos. No dick pics. No hollow promises of private jets or weekend getaways. Not even the tired clichés of "Hey, gorgeous" or “What’s your body count?”—just a question.
It was startling in its simplicity, almost disarming. And for that exact reason, it made you pause. The absence of the usual vulgarity felt almost like a trick, a trap designed to lure you into a false sense of security. You had learned the hard way to be cautious online. Yet, despite yourself, you couldn’t help but be intrigued.
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard as you glanced at his username again.
A click brought up his profile, your curiosity outweighing your skepticism. The photo was blurry, clearly taken without much thought to lighting or angles. It wasn’t like the polished, professional headshots some of the other profiles sported. Still, you could make out the basics: slightly messy, long curly dark hair, intelligent eyes framed by glasses, and an awkward sort of handsomeness that felt... real.
The bio was brief—almost frustratingly so.
"Bibliophile. Traveler. Interested in meaningful conversations and unconventional connections."
It lacked the arrogance and ostentation of the others you’d scrolled past, the ones who listed their wealth or their penchant for “petite brunettes.” Instead, it was vague, yet oddly specific in its sincerity.
Your chest tightened, a strange mix of apprehension and curiosity tugging at you. Was this calculated, or was it simply honest? And why did it feel more dangerous than the others?
Still, you typed.
Your heartbeat quickened as you debated your next move. The smart thing would be to leave it at that, maybe even block him. After all, you weren’t here for emotional entanglements. This was supposed to be transactional—a simple trade: your time and charm for their money and attention. A means to an end.
Yet, against your better judgment, you stayed.
@ laceandliterature; The obvious is easier to avoid than you think, but meaningful conversations? That’s a tall order here.
There was a long pause, long enough that you started to wonder if you’d misjudged him. But then, the reply came:
@ thefourthdoctor; It depends on who you’re talking to.
You stared at the screen, the simplicity of his words sending a ripple of unease through you. There was no bravado, no performance. He was direct, confident, and—most dangerously—intriguing.
The seconds stretched into minutes as you debated what to say next. This was different from the other messages. He wasn’t dangling wealth in front of you like a shiny object or trying to buy your interest with empty promises.
And yet, the very absence of those things made you wonder what he wanted. Because he wanted something—everyone on this site did. That was the nature of it.
@ laceandliterature; Okay. What do you want to talk about?
His reply was immediate, as if he’d been waiting for you to ask:
@ thefourthdoctor; Tell me what brought you here.
The question hit like a dart, sharp and precise. Your stomach tightened as you read it again, the blunt honesty of it stripping away the thin veil you’d been hiding behind. No one had asked that before—not like this.
Most of the messages you’d received had operated on unspoken rules: you pretend this is normal, and they pretend they’re just being generous. But this man wasn’t pretending. He was asking you to be real in a space built on pretense.
And for reasons you couldn’t quite explain, you felt compelled to answer.
Your fingers trembled slightly over the keyboard. What could you even say? The truth? That you were drowning under the weight of your bills, your student loans, your own stubborn pride? That desperation had led you here, to a website where relationships had price tags and intimacy was commodified?
But what stopped you wasn’t the shame of your situation—it was him. The way he asked, as if the answer mattered. As if you mattered.
The tension in your chest twisted tighter as you typed.
@ laceandliterature; The same thing that brings everyone here, I suppose. Necessity.
You hit send before you could overthink it, before you could soften the edges of the truth. The reply came quickly.
@ thefourthdoctor; Necessity takes many forms. Which is yours?
You stared at the screen, his words pulling something loose inside you. This wasn’t idle curiosity. He was pushing you, peeling back the layers you hadn’t even realized you were wearing. And damn it, you wanted to push back.
@ laceandliterature; Does it matter?
You wrote, the edge in your tone slipping into the words.
The pause before his reply was longer this time, long enough to make you wonder if you’d misstepped. But then it came, and it was nothing you expected.
@ thefourthdoctor; It matters if you want it to.
The simplicity of his words sent a jolt through you, more potent than any overture of wealth or charm could have been. There was no condescension, no judgment. Just quiet, unnerving confidence.
You leaned back in your chair, running a hand through your hair. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. These conversations were supposed to be easy—shallow exchanges where you could slip into a version of yourself that didn’t feel the weight of real life pressing down on her. But with him, there was no slipping into anything.
He wasn’t letting you.
@ laceandliterature; What about you?
You typed, throwing the question back at him, daring him to offer you the same vulnerability he was asking of you.
@ laceandliterature; Why are you here?
His reply was immediate, almost as if he’d been expecting the question.
@ thefourthdoctor; Curiosity.
You frowned at the screen, the single word both frustrating and enticing. It was vague but deliberate, leaving just enough room for interpretation to keep you hooked.
@ laceandliterature; Curiosity about what?
The next message sent a shiver through you:
@ thefourthdoctor; You.
Your breath caught. One word, and yet it felt like he’d reached through the screen, pulling you closer, tethering you to him in a way that was as exhilarating as it was terrifying.
You hesitated, the heat rising in your cheeks as you considered how to respond. This wasn’t the typical transactional banter you’d anticipated when you signed up. He wasn’t offering money or promises of luxury. He wasn’t trying to seduce you with extravagance. Instead, he was drawing you in with something far more dangerous: attention.
And the worst part? You wanted it.
@ laceandliterature; Careful. That kind of curiosity can be expensive.
This time, the pause felt deliberate, a beat of silence meant to let your words settle. When his reply came, it was sharp, confident, and devastatingly effective.
@ thefourthdoctor; I don’t mind paying for what I value. Isn’t that what this is about, anyway?
Your breath hitched, the implications of his words hitting you like a shockwave. This wasn’t flirtation—it was a proposition. But not the kind you’d grown to expect on this site. He wasn’t offering to buy your time or affection outright; he was telling you that he saw something in you worth pursuing.
And that made him infinitely more dangerous.
Your heart raced as you stared at the screen, torn between the instinct to pull back and the magnetic pull of his presence. This wasn’t just about money anymore. This was about control, power, the careful dance of who would give and who would take.
You sat frozen, his last message glowing on the screen like an unspoken dare.
"I don’t mind paying for what I value."
The words reverberated through you, sharp and calculated, leaving no room for misinterpretation. This wasn’t a line meant to charm or impress. It was a statement of intent—a declaration of control.
And it was working.
Your chest tightened as you typed, your fingers moving before your brain caught up.
@ laceandliterature; Value is subjective.
The moment you hit send, you regretted it. It felt flippant, like you were trying to undermine the weight of his words. But maybe that was exactly what you needed to do—to wrest back some semblance of control in this conversation that was starting to feel far too intimate.
The reply came after a pause that felt excruciatingly long:
@ thefourthdoctor; It is. But I’m a man who knows how to discern.
Your throat tightened, the confidence in his words striking a chord deep within you. He wasn’t just playing the game—he was setting the rules. And despite yourself, you found it maddeningly enticing.
@ laceandliterature; Discernment is rare here.
You replied, leaning into the dynamic, testing the boundaries of this strange connection.
His next message came faster this time, as if he’d been waiting for you to lean in:
@ thefourthdoctor; So is honesty. Tell me, how rare are you?
Your breath hitched, your cheeks flushing as you stared at the question. It wasn’t what you expected—not here, not from someone you’d never met. And yet, it was the kind of question you couldn’t dismiss with a coy quip or vague answer.
@ laceandliterature; Enough to know my worth.
You typed, surprising even yourself with the boldness of your response.
His reply came swiftly.
@ thefourthdoctor; Good. Then you’ll understand why I won’t insult you with empty offers. Tell me what you want.
Your pulse quickened. There it was—the shift you’d been waiting for, the moment the conversation turned from hypothetical to concrete. But this was different from the others. He wasn’t throwing numbers at you, wasn’t dangling luxury in front of you like bait. He was putting the power in your hands, asking you to decide the terms.
It was intoxicating. And terrifying.
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, a thousand thoughts racing through your mind. What did you want? Money was the obvious answer—wasn’t it? That was why you were here in the first place. But now, with him, it didn’t feel so simple.
@ laceandliterature; That depends… What are you offering?
The pause before his response was agonizing, each second stretching longer than the last. And then it came:
@ thefourthdoctor; Time. Money. Attention. Answers, if you’re brave enough to ask the right questions.
Your breath caught, the weight of his words settling over you like a heavy cloak. He wasn’t offering material things, at least not yet. He was offering something far more valuable—and far more dangerous.
You swallowed hard, your palms damp as you considered your next move. He’d shifted the power dynamic yet again, pulling you deeper into a game you weren’t entirely sure you knew how to play.
@ laceandliterature; And what do you want in return?
The question leaving you more vulnerable than you cared to admit.
His response was immediate, his words a quiet, commanding echo in your mind:
@ thefourthdoctor; Exactly what you’re willing to give me.
The simplicity of his answer hit you harder than any declaration of wealth or desire could have. It wasn’t just about money or power or control—it was about you. Your choices, your limits, your willingness to engage in this careful, intoxicating dance.
And that realisation sent a shiver down your spine.
For a moment, you stared at the screen, your pulse thrumming in your ears. You could walk away now. Close the laptop, block his profile, and pretend this never happened. But the truth was, you didn’t want to.
Because for the first time since you’d joined this site, you felt seen. Not as an object, not as a commodity, but as a person.
His words clung to you, each syllable daring you to define what you were prepared to offer. He was turning the mirror back on you, forcing you to confront not just the situation but yourself.
Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, unsure of how to proceed. He wasn’t playing by the rules you expected, and that made him unpredictable. Dangerous. But it also made him irresistible.
@ laceandliterature; That’s a clever way of saying nothing. Ambiguity suits you.
The reply came quickly, almost as if he’d anticipated your deflection.
@ thefourthdoctor; Clarity can be earned, if you’re willing to play the game.
Your breath hitched. There it was again—that quiet, assured confidence that pulled you in despite every warning bell ringing in your head. He wasn’t offering platitudes or empty promises. He was offering a challenge, one that was as maddening as it was magnetic.
@ laceandliterature; And what game is that?
The pause before his answer felt deliberate, a calculated silence that only heightened your anticipation. When his message finally appeared, it sent a shiver through you:
@ laceandliterature; The one we’re already playing. You just haven’t realised it yet.
Your pulse quickened, your palms damp as you stared at the screen. He was toying with you, but not in the way you’d experienced before. This wasn’t about cheap thrills or transparent power plays. This was about control—subtle, seductive, and entirely in his hands.
@ laceandliterature; I don’t recall agreeing to any rules.
The sharpness of your words masking the unease curling in your chest.
His reply was swift, the confidence in his words cutting through the haze of your thoughts:
@ thefourthdoctor; You didn’t have to. You agreed the moment you responded.
The audacity of his statement left you momentarily breathless. He was right, of course, and that infuriated you. But it also thrilled you in a way you couldn’t quite explain.
@ laceandliterature; You’re awfully sure of yourself
You shot back, your fingers trembling as you hit send. The response came almost immediately.
@ thefourthdoctor; Confidence is the privilege of knowing what you want. Do you?
Your chest tightened, his words striking a nerve you hadn’t expected. What did you want? It was supposed to be simple—a means to an end, a way to solve your financial problems without complicating your life. But now, with him, it felt far from simple.
You hesitated, your mind racing. This wasn’t like the other conversations you’d had on this site. He wasn’t just offering money or gifts; he was offering an exchange of a different kind. One that blurred the lines between power and vulnerability, control and surrender.
@ laceandliterature; I think you already know the answer.
@ thefourthdoctor; Good. Then we’re getting somewhere.
You exhaled sharply, the tension in your chest both exhilarating and suffocating. He had you cornered, and he knew it. But the worst part? You didn’t want to leave.
@ laceandliterature; And where exactly is that?
The question both a challenge and a plea. His response sent a chill down your spine.
@ thefourthdoctor; Where we figure out if you’re ready to trust me.
The weight of his words settled over you, heavy and inescapable. Trust. It was a loaded word, especially here, in a space where every interaction felt transactional. But with him, it didn’t feel like a demand—it felt like an invitation.
You swallowed hard, your fingers trembling as you typed your response:
@ laceandliterature; Trust is earned, Doctor. How do you plan on earning mine?
The pause before his reply was excruciating, every second stretching longer than the last. And then, finally, his message appeared.
@ thefourthdoctor; Patience. Honesty. And just enough mystery to keep you coming back.
Your breath caught, the sheer confidence of his words leaving you momentarily speechless. He wasn’t just playing the game—he was rewriting the rules, pulling you deeper into his orbit with every word.
And despite the warning bells ringing in your head, you couldn’t stop yourself from wanting more.
@ laceandliterature; Then I suppose we’ll see how well you play.
@ thefourthdoctor; We already are.
The message lingered on the screen, a challenge and a promise all at once. And as you stared at it, your heart racing and your mind spinning, one thing became clear:
Here’s the continuation, intensifying the emotional and psychological stakes, as well as the power dynamics:
You could feel it in the way your heart raced, in the way your mind struggled to pull together coherent thoughts. It was maddening. Dangerous. And yet, some part of you craved the thrill of it.
@ laceandliterature; What makes you so sure of that?
@ thefourthdoctor; Because you’re still here.
Your lips parted in a soft exhale, the truth in his words sending a shiver down your spine. He was right—you were still here, still engaged, still drawn to him in a way you couldn’t quite explain.
@ laceandliterature; Maybe I’m just curious.
His response was immediate, his confidence unshaken.
@ thefourthdoctor; Curiosity is the first step to surrender. And you’re closer than you think.
Your pulse quickened, his words striking a nerve you hadn’t realized was exposed. Surrender. The word hung there, heavy and intoxicating, pulling you deeper into his web.
@ laceandliterature; Surrender isn’t in my vocabulary.
The sharpness of your reply more for your benefit than his.
@ thefourthdoctor; That’s because no one’s ever taught you how to do it properly.
The breath left your lungs in a quiet rush, your body betraying you with a thrill that raced down your spine. He wasn’t just confident—he was audacious, pushing boundaries you didn’t even know you had.
@ laceandliterature; And you think you’re the one to teach me?
@ thefourthdoctor; I know I am.
Your throat tightened, his certainty pulling you further into the undertow. There was no pretence with him, no fumbling for the right words to impress or seduce. He spoke with a quiet authority that was impossible to ignore—and even harder to resist.
@ laceandliterature; You’re awfully sure of yourself, Doctor.
You wrote, the name a deliberate choice, a way to remind yourself that he was still just a man on the other side of a screen.
But his next message stripped away any illusion of simplicity.
@ thefourthdoctor; Confidence is earned. You’ll see.
The promise in his words sent your mind reeling, the tension in your chest building with every passing second. He wasn’t offering wealth or gifts or superficial praise. He was offering himself—his attention, his intellect, his dominance—and it was unlike anything you’d ever encountered.
You leaned back in your chair, running a hand through your hair as you tried to steady your breathing. This wasn’t just a game anymore. It was a collision of wills, a power struggle where the stakes felt dangerously personal.
@ laceandliterature; And if I decide to stop playing?
His reply came slower this time, each word calculated, precise.
@ thefourthdoctor; Then I’ll let you go. But we both know you won’t.
Your breath caught, the quiet confidence in his message leaving you stunned. He wasn’t trying to trap you—he was daring you to walk away. And that made him even more dangerous.
@ laceandliterature; You seem very sure of my choices
@ thefourthdoctor; I’m sure of your curiosity. And that’s enough.
You stared at the screen, your heart pounding, your mind spinning. He was right—you were curious. About him, about this, about where it could lead. And that curiosity was already pulling you deeper, binding you to him in a way that felt both thrilling and terrifying.
And as you sat there, your fingers hovering over the keyboard, one thought echoed in your mind:
You weren’t just playing his game anymore.
You were losing.
His words were a masterstroke, the kind of deliberate confidence that didn’t demand submission but invited it, coaxed it out of you with unsettling precision. He wasn’t forcing you into anything. He didn’t have to.
You were leaning in all on your own.
@ laceandliterature; Curiosity is dangerous.
The words meant as both a warning and a defense. You weren’t sure if you were telling him or reminding yourself.
His reply came almost instantly, as if he’d anticipated your hesitation.
@ thefourthdoctor; It can be, in the wrong hands. But I think you know by now—I don’t intend to hurt you.
Your chest tightened, the unexpected gentleness in his response catching you off guard. It wasn’t a dismissal of your fears; it was an acknowledgment, a reassurance that felt disarmingly genuine.
@ laceandliterature; What do you intend to do, then?
The pause before his reply was deliberate, stretching just long enough to heighten the tension without breaking it.
@ thefourthdoctor; Challenge you. Teach you. Protect you, if you let me.
Your breath hitched, his words striking a chord deep within you. The power in his offer wasn’t in its force but in its certainty, its quiet promise of control without cruelty, dominance without destruction.
@ laceandliterature; That’s a tall order.
@ thefourthdoctor; I’ve never been afraid of a challenge.
The simplicity of his answer left you momentarily stunned. He wasn’t boasting, wasn’t trying to impress you. He was stating a fact, one that resonated with an authority you couldn’t ignore.
@ laceandliterature; And what do you get out of this?
@ thefourthdoctor; The pleasure of watching you grow. The satisfaction of knowing you’re safe. And maybe, if you’re willing, a connection worth more than either of us expected.
Your chest tightened, his words threading through the cracks in your defences with startling ease. He wasn’t just offering a transaction; he was offering something far deeper, something that terrified and intrigued you in equal measure.
@ laceandliterature; You make it sound so simple.
@ thefourthdoctor; It can be, if you trust me. But I won’t rush you. This is your choice.
Your breath caught, the weight of his words settling over you. He wasn’t demanding anything from you, wasn’t using manipulation or coercion. He was giving you the space to decide, to choose whether to step into the unknown or retreat to the safety of your walls.
@ laceandliterature; What if I don’t know how to trust someone like you?
@ thefourthdoctor; Then I’ll show you how, baby. Step by step. But only if you’re willing.
The kindness in his words was a stark contrast to the intensity of his presence, a reminder that his control wasn’t about overpowering you—it was about guiding you, supporting you, meeting you where you were and pulling you gently forward.
@ laceandliterature; And if I’m not?
@ thefourthdoctor; Then I’ll let you go. But I don’t think you want me to.
The truth in his words hit you like a jolt, your heart racing as you stared at the screen. He was right—you didn’t want to let him go. You didn’t want to retreat into the safety of solitude, not when he was offering something so intoxicatingly rare.
@ laceandliterature; You’re very sure of yourself
@ thefourthdoctor; I’m sure of you. And I’m willing to wait until you are too.
The words lingered on the screen, a challenge and a reassurance all at once. He wasn’t just pulling you into his world—he was offering to walk beside you, to guide you through the uncharted territory of trust and surrender.
And as you stared at his message, your pulse thrumming in your ears, one thing became abundantly clear. You wanted to see where this could lead.
Your fingers trembled as you typed your reply.
@ laceandliterature; I don’t know where this is going.
His response came swiftly, his dominance tempered by kindness:
@ thefourthdoctor; Then let me be the one to show you. One step at a time.
When the evening settled and the quiet of your room enveloped you, you found yourself sitting on the edge of your bed, staring at your phone. His last message still lingered there:
"Then let me be the one to show you. One step at a time."
Trust. The word had seemed so monumental when he’d said it, and now it felt even heavier in the quiet intimacy of your room.
Your eyes wandered to the package on your desk, the one that had arrived just days ago. The lingerie you’d bought with the money he’d sent—not something you’d ever imagined doing, much less showing anyone. But his insistence had stayed with you.
"This is for you," he’d written. "Because you deserve to feel special."
You’d laughed at the time, unsure how to process the sincerity in his words. But now, with the soft lace spread out in front of you, you felt the weight of his kindness.
On impulse, you slipped it on, the delicate fabric hugging your body in a way that felt both indulgent and empowering. It wasn’t something you’d ever have bought for yourself, but now, wearing it, you understood the quiet confidence it offered.
You caught your reflection in the mirror, your cheeks flushing as you adjusted the straps. The blush-colored lace was intricate and feminine, the perfect balance of modesty and allure. You hesitated, biting your lip as your phone buzzed in your hand.
Finally, you snapped a photo—nothing overly revealing, just the curve of your body hinted at in the soft light, the lace framing your figure. It felt daring, intimate, and, most of all, you felt like his.
With a shaky breath, you typed a caption for the image.
@ laceandliterature; Thank you. I thought you should see where your funds are going.
You hit send before you could second-guess yourself, your heart racing as the message left your screen.
@ thefourthdoctor; You’re so beautiful, my little angel.
Your breath caught at the simplicity of his words. There was no embellishment, no flourish—just a quiet, sincere acknowledgment that made your chest tighten.
Another message followed, slower this time, as if he’d chosen each word carefully.
@ thefourthdoctor; Thank you for trusting me with this. How does it make you feel?
His question sent a ripple of warmth through you. He wasn’t just admiring you; he cared about how you felt, ensuring that this moment wasn’t just for him.
@ laceandliterature; It feels… different. In a good way.
The dots danced on the screen before his next message appeared.
@ thefourthdoctor; Good. That’s exactly how it should feel. You deserve to feel confident and cared for.
You smiled despite yourself, the warmth of his words cutting through the lingering nerves. He had a way of making you feel seen, like every action, every choice you made mattered to him.
@ laceandliterature; I wasn’t sure about sending it, I’ve never done anything like that before.
You admitted, your honesty surprising even you.
@ thefourthdoctor; You don’t need to worry. You’re safe with me. Always.
The reassurance in his words settled something deep inside you. He wasn’t just saying it—he meant it, every word carrying the weight of his sincerity.
Before you could respond, your phone vibrated in your hand, his name lighting up the screen. You hadn't expected him to call so soon, but the smile that spread across your face at the sight of his name felt entirely natural.
Your throat pinched, the air suddenly feeling all too warm. Neither of you had ever initiated a call before, what would he sound like? Deciding to push your nerves to the side, you answer the call.
"I was thinking you might not pick up for a moment there," his voice was low and smooth, a hint of amusement dancing through his words. "I hope you know this isn’t just about the photo. It’s about you. What you need, what you want. If you’re ever unsure, tell me. I’ll always listen."
"I guess I just couldn’t help myself," you teased, a slight blush creeping up your cheeks at the memory of how vulnerable you'd felt.
"Yeah? Am I living up to the expectation?" he murmured, and you could hear the laughter in his voice. It wasn’t a mocking sort of amusement, just a quiet acknowledgment that you both knew where this conversation was heading. And that, he hoped, neither one of you would shy away from it.
You laughed, a softness you'd never known you were capable of settling into your chest. There had been something so unexpectedly freeing about the experience—about wearing it made you flush with warmth.
“You could say that…”
“What were you hoping for, when you sent me that photo?”
The thought sent an immediate ache through your body, the suggestion of his touch, of the things he might do to you, sending a wave of desire through you. Your mind raced with images of “him” above you, of his hands pinning your wrists to the bed as he thrust into you. The thought was enough to make you flush, the ache of need between your legs becoming almost unbearable.
"Nothing.” You couldn’t even pretend to feign nonchalance when his words had been so unflinchingly honest, when the promise of what lay ahead was so tantalisingly clear.
"I’ll make it easier for you, then. What are you thinking about right now?" he said bluntly, his words sending a rush of heat through your entire body. There was nothing ambiguous or hesitant about his command; he wanted this, and he expected you to do it. "Tell me what you want, angel. I can give you that."
You twist the fabric hem of the lingerie around your fingers nervously, chewing at the dry skin on the edge of your lips. “I- I don’t know how to do this.”
He chuckles softly, voice still full of kindness. “Then you don’t have to do anything, let me do all the work, baby.”
You’re quiet for a moment, pondering your options. Before nodding to yourself, deciding you’d have to let go of your nerves for the time being if you wanted this to continue.
“Okay.” You whisper, almost inaudibly. He wouldn’t have been able to hear it if he’d not been paying such close attention.
You took a deep breath, feeling a surge of boldness. "I... I've always had this fantasy of being guided by a man... someone who knows what he wants and can show me new pleasures. I’ve never had that chance before… I was hoping maybe that could be you."
"Oh, angel, you have no idea how much I want to fulfil those desires," He purred. "I can be your guide, your teacher, and your lover all in one."
His words sent a jolt of electricity through your body, and you felt your core tighten with anticipation. "I... I think I'd like that very much."
"I want you to relax and get comfortable for me, can you do that, baby?. Dim the lights, light a candle, whatever you need to do."
Obeying his instructions, you lit a scented candle, filling the room with a soft, flickering glow and a hint of vanilla. You kicked off your shoes and slid under the covers, your heart pounding in your chest.
"That's it, sweet girl," He whispered. "Now, I want you to imagine my hands on your body, caressing your skin, exploring every inch of you. Feel my touch, soft and gentle, as I trace your collarbone, down to the swell of your breasts."
As you listened, you closed your eyes, visualising his strong, masculine hands on your body. You imagined his fingers brushing against your sensitive nipples, causing them to harden in response. Soft whimpers escaping your lips as you reach up to cup your breasts, mimicking his touch.
"That's right, angel," he encouraged. "Touch yourself for me. Feel how soft you are, how sweet.”
Your fingers obeyed, teasing your nipples, rolling and tugging at the sensitive peaks. You arched your back, pressing your breasts into your palms, and let out a soft cry of pleasure.
"Do you like that, little girl?" He asked, his voice thick with desire. "I wish you could see what you do to me."
"Yes, Doctor," you breathed, your voice heavy with arousal. “It feels so good."
"Now, slide your hand down your stomach, past your navel, and into the heat between your thighs," he instructed, his voice a seductive command. "Feel how wet you are for me, how your body responds to my words."
Your hand trembled as you obeyed, slipping beneath the covers and finding your way to your core. Your fingers brushed against your wet folds, and you gasped at the sensation.
"Oh, god, baby. You're so wet, aren’t you? I can hear it," He growled. "Rub your fingers along your pussy, coat them with your sweetness.”
You did as he said, moaning as your fingers slipped into your tight cunt. You were so wet, so ready, and the sensation of filling yourself sent waves of pleasure through your body. Taking the phone down your body, you hold it in front of your dripping pussy. Your microphone picking up on the sounds as your fingers slip through your folds.
"What a noisy fucking pussy, that's it, that's my girl," he encouraged. "Fuck yourself with your fingers, slowly at first, imagine it's my cock inside you, claiming your tight little cunt."
Your fingers moved in and out, your pace increasing as your pleasure spiralled. You imagined Spencer's thick, hard length filling you, his powerful body driving into yours.
"Yeah, fuck yourself for me," he urged. "Let go, angel girl. Come for me, and let me hear your sweet cries."
Your fingers worked frantically, your body on the brink of ecstasy. His words, his deep, commanding voice, pushed you over the edge. With a cry of release, you climaxed, your body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over you.
"Oh, my sweet girl," he whispered, whispering soft praise over the phone, his voice filled with satisfaction. "That sounded like a lot, hm? You still with me, beautiful?."
"I know that wasn’t easy for you, but it was beautiful to hear." His voice was soft, filled with sincerity.
You lay there, breathless and sated, your body still humming with pleasure. "Y-yeah, m still here. Thank you."
"You did so good, such a well behaved girl. Check your phone for me, baby. Look what you did to me."
You froze for a moment, your mind struggling to process exactly what you were looking at. And then it registered—the smooth skin of his stomach, the slight curve of his hip. A moment later, you saw it; his cock, flushed pink tip, half-hard and resting against his stomach. A small pool of cum rested near his belly button.. You flushed all over at the thought, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the photo. There was something so undeniably intimate about the image; something that spoke to the fact that he'd been pleasuring himself while thinking of you.
With a final, breathless goodbye, you end the call. Your heart is still racing, your body tingling with the lingering aftershocks of pleasure. His voice still echoes in your ears, warm and commanding, and the weight of his presence seems to fill the room even though he's no longer on the line. You lean back against the soft cushions on your bed, eyes fluttering closed, letting the soft glow of the lamp wash over you.
You let out a slow exhale, your chest rising and falling in rhythm with the buzz still pulsing beneath your skin. There’s something thrilling, intoxicating about the way he’s able to draw you out, make you vulnerable and yet so sure of yourself all at once. But the moment feels almost too surreal, too indulgent, and you try to calm your racing thoughts when a ping breaks through the haze of your afterglow.
You glance down at your phone, blinking at the notification that has just popped up.
$500 has been deposited into your account.
-for my pretty girl
Your breath catches in your throat as your fingers instinctively swipe open the message. You freeze, your eyes scanning the details with a quickness that betrays your curiosity.
"Doctor Reid," it reads, alongside the substantial amount.
For a moment, time seems to stop, your gaze fixed on the screen as your pulse quickens once more. The money sits there, cool and impersonal, yet its presence is anything but. It’s a gesture—one that feels undeniably generous, but also loaded with unspoken meaning. This isn’t just a transaction. This is him, and everything that came with the promise of his control, his attention, his care.
You’ve known that he was willing to give, but this—this feels different. The amount is so much more than what you’d expected. What did he mean by it? What does he expect now?
You glance at the digits one more time, the weight of his name anchoring the moment. It feels strange to see it. So he was a doctor.
A tight knot forms in your chest, mixing nerves with something else—something like desire, maybe even gratitude. You bite your lip, unsure how to feel. It was just a phone call, just a moment of shared vulnerability between you. Yet the fact that he’s followed through with this kind of gesture makes everything feel so much more real, so much more complicated.
With a heavy sigh, you set your phone down and run your fingers through your hair, your mind racing as you try to reconcile the thrill of the moment with the heavy responsibility that now feels like it’s creeping in.
At least now you had his name, Doctor Reid.
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Types of Betrayals and the 12th House
Sun in the 12th House
self-betrayal, neglecting personal identity in favor of others
putting on a false persona to fit in
unacknowledged talents, not pursuing creative passions due to fear of judgment
abandoning leadership roles due to self-doubt
being overlooked for achievements or efforts
partners undermining self-worth or ambitions
hidden competitors, friends or colleagues sabotaging success
feeling unsupported by family in personal ambitions
public shaming or criticism
Moon in the 12th House
friends or family hiding true feelings or secrets
self-neglect, like ignoring emotional needs
trust issues
subconscious sabotaging
disillusioned by family or nurturing figures
inconsistent emotional support
manipulative partners
isolation or feeling emotionally abandoned by loved ones
mood swings
Mercury in the 12th House
miscommunication, or through lies or misrepresentation
stolen ideas
gossip or harmful rumors
hidden agendas
self-censorship
sharing secrets with those who shouldn’t know
receiving poor advice from trusted sources
signing contracts without full disclosure, deceptive agreements
Venus in the 12th House
infidelity or secret affairs
one-sided love or emotional neglect
partners misuse financial resources
hidden jealousy
feeling reduced to an object of desire rather than valued
love scams
being ostracized by a social group
artistic suppression
lack of appreciation
Mars in the 12th House
passive-aggressiveness or indirect hostility from close relations
friends not supporting you in times of need, maybe they compete instead of supporting
repressed anger
health neglect
hidden animosity from acquaintances
fighting battles or challenges alone
misguided aggression, like lashing out at those who haven’t wronged you
holding grudges that lead to isolation
colleagues sabotage your projects or ambitions
Jupiter in the 12th House
overindulgence that harms well-being
isolation from knowledge
overconfidence
judgmental attitudes
secret limitations that hinder success
misplaced faith
ignoring significant truths due to complacency
philosophical conflicts, betrayals through differing values
betrayals from mentors or spiritual leaders
Saturn in the 12th House
unspoken fears that lead to isolation
humiliation due to one’s past
burdens from unsaid expectations from others
others limiting your self-expression
others questioning your authority or competency behind your back
sacrificing personal goals for the sake of others
friends or family compromising your public image
secret resentment or holding onto grudges
Uranus in the 12th House
sudden ending in relationships without warning
disruption of stability, like sudden changes in life leading to chaos
deceitful friendships, not as supportive as they appear
neglecting personal freedom
feeling misunderstood due to eccentricities or uniqueness
no support when you rebel against conformity
fear of change
betrayal through unorthodox relationship dynamics
Neptune in the 12th House
illusions of trust
hidden addictions or unhealthy habits
living in denial regarding relationships
victim mentality
losing faith in spiritual beliefs or mentors due betrayal or doubt
confusion about personal limits leading to exploitation
escapism
others using emotional manipulation
Pluto in the 12th House
through power struggles and hidden manipulation
fear of transformation
disguised motivations
obsession with loss
emotional scars
hidden control issues, like others may exert unseen control over your personal choices
powerlessness, feeling victimized in situations that call for action
fear of intimacy
self-destructive patterns
Rahu/North Node in the 12th House
believing that you’re more than you are, illusions of grandeur
hidden envy from others or yourself
secret addictions
escapism
victim mentality
destructive fantasies
evasion of responsibility
friends using deceit to gain favor or control
disregarding boundaries, yours or others
Ketu/South Node in the 12th House
unconscious withdrawal from personal connections
past conflicts surfacing unexpectedly
denial of reality
fear of intimacy
confusion about identity
holding onto toxic relationships
overlooking self-care
friends who are secretly resentful or envious
feeling disconnected from spiritual communities
Black Moon Lilith in the 12th House
suppressed desires
fear of rejection
undermined feminine energy, like not valuing your power or intuition
using guilt to control or influence other
not confronting truths about yourself
obsession with control
allowing past experiences to dictate current behavior
secretive relationships
Chiron in the 12th House
seeking help from those unqualified or deceptive guides
not seeking help due to pride or shame
being exposed to harm due to not showing true self
fear of abandonment
wounds from isolation or solitude during challenging times
behaviors that prevent healing
not recognizing the source of emotional pain
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dirty old man - the doctor’s office
When the doctor steps out, Joel wastes no time pulling you onto his face, turning the check-up into a filthy game of control and desire.
Warnings: MDNI, 18+, age gap, caretaker f!reader, Joel is a perverted old man (imagined age 60-70), reader in her 20s, DDLG dynamic, daddy kink, exhibitionism, oral (female receiving), public setting (doctor’s office), risk of being caught, degradation, size difference, explicit sexual content, perverted/dirty talk.
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The sterile smell of the doctor's office felt like the most routine part of your day—a place you and Joel had visited plenty of times for his regular check-ups.
But underneath the fluorescent lights and the ordinary medical examination, there was a palpable tension, one that had nothing to do with Joel's health and everything to do with the dynamic you’d built together.
Joel lay back on the examination table, his shirt off as the doctor began his usual routine, prodding and listening to his chest, but Joel's attention was far from the doctor’s hands.
“Gotta say, Joel,” the doctor began, flipping through his notes. “Your physical condition has improved since your last few visits. I can tell you're in much better shape—more flexibility, blood pressure’s stabilizing. Whatever routine you've been following, it’s working wonders.”
Joel’s eyes darted over to you, and that familiar, mischievous smirk curled at the edges of his mouth.
“Well, doc,” he drawled slowly, “that’s all thanks to my new caretaker here.” His eyes locked onto yours, the look in them full of filthy innuendo. “She’s been keepin' me on my toes.”
Your face flushed instantly, heat rushing to your cheeks as the doctor glanced over at you, completely unaware of the real reason behind Joel’s improved health.
You gave a nervous, awkward laugh, trying to hide the growing embarrassment bubbling up inside you.
"Yeah, well... I try to help as much as I can," you stammered, your voice shaky under the weight of Joel’s smoldering gaze.
The doctor smiled, oblivious, and nodded. "Well, it shows. You’ve done a great job," he said. “It’s rare for someone Joel’s age to make such improvements so quickly. Whatever you're doing, keep it up.”
You forced a smile, trying to maintain professionalism, but Joel’s smirk was growing, his eyes gleaming with that dark satisfaction, fully enjoying the way you squirmed.
"Yeah," Joel muttered, his voice low and teasing. "She’s been real good to me, doc. Keeps me movin’, keeps me... motivated." His eyes lingered on you as he said it, making your heart pound even harder.
You bit your lip, trying to avoid eye contact, but the flush on your cheeks deepened. You knew exactly what Joel was hinting at, and so did he.
The doctor was completely unaware of the layers behind Joel’s words, but you could feel the tension building between you, the silent promises in Joel's gaze making it impossible for you to focus.
“Well, whatever it is, it’s clearly working,” the doctor continued, glancing down at his clipboard. “Your heart rate’s better, blood pressure is steady, and your muscle tone has improved. Honestly Joel, for your age, you’re in remarkable shape.”
Joel chuckled low in his throat, the sound sending a ripple of heat through your body.
The doctor glanced at his clipboard, then gave Joel a brief smile. “I’ll need to step out for a moment to check something with the nurse,” he said casually, already turning toward the door.
As soon as the doctor stepped out, the door clicking shut behind him, Joel wasted no time. His hand shot out, grabbing your wrist with that familiar possessive grip.
His smirk was wicked, curling at the corners of his lips as he yanked you closer, pulling you between his legs.
“Come here,” he growled, his voice low and rough, already thick with need. His eyes raked over your body, his hands sliding up your thighs, pushing your skirt up with rough urgency.
“No fuckin' panties, just like I told ya. Good girl. Now get up here and sit that sweet pussy on my face.”
Your breath hitched, and you glanced nervously at the door, your heart racing.
“Joel… we’re in a doctor’s office,” you whispered, trying to sound logical, but the heat between your legs was already giving you away.
“Don’t give a damn,” he muttered, his hands tightening on your hips, pulling you closer until you were standing right in front of him. “I’ve been thinkin’ about your cunt all fuckin' day. Now, I’m gonna have it.”
The way he talked to you—filthy, raw, unapologetically possessive—set your body alight with anticipation.
You hesitated for just a moment longer before finally giving in, climbing up onto the examination table. Your hands shook slightly as you straddled his chest, your bare folds hovering over his face, already slick with arousal.
“Fuckin' look at you,” Joel growled as he pulled you down, his breath hot against your dripping core.
“You’re so wet, baby. This pussy’s fuckin' soaked for me.” He slid his hands around your hips, gripping them tight as he positioned you just where he wanted you.
“I wanna see every part of you, darlin’. Spread those legs nice and wide for me.”
Your legs trembled as you obeyed, spreading yourself open for him, your wet, swollen clit exposed to his hungry eyes. He groaned, his breath ragged with lust as he looked at you, his lips parting slightly.
“Goddamn, baby,” he muttered, his voice thick and rough. “Look at how swollen that little clit is. You’ve been waitin' for this, haven’t ya?”
Without waiting for a response, Joel’s tongue flicked out, the first slow, deliberate stroke dragging over your clit.
You gasped, your fingers gripping the edge of the exam table as your body jolted with pleasure. He wasn’t gentle—his mouth latched onto you, sucking hard, his tongue swirling over your clit with rough, practiced strokes.
“Fuck,” you whimpered, your voice shaky as you tried to stay quiet.
The obscene sounds of his mouth on you filled the small room, wet and slick, and you had to bite your lip to keep from moaning too loudly.
Joel groaned against you, the vibrations sending a shiver through your entire body. “This fuckin' pussy,” he growled between licks, his words muffled as he sucked your clit into his mouth, his tongue lapping greedily over you.
“Tastes so goddamn good. I could fuckin' drown in it.”
You moaned softly, your thighs trembling as his tongue flicked over your swollen clit again, faster this time, more insistent. He sucked hard, drawing your sensitive bud into his mouth, then flicked his tongue over it in rapid, merciless strokes.
You could feel your pulse pounding between your legs, your body already trembling with the need to come.
“Fuck, Joel… we have to—” you gasped, but he cut you off with a growl, his hands tightening on your hips as he pulled you down harder onto his face.
“Shut the fuck up and ride my face,” he growled, his voice thick with need. “I don’t care if we’re in a fuckin’ doctor’s office. I’m gonna make you come all over my mouth.”
You could barely think straight. The filthy heat of his words, the way his mouth moved on you, the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your body—it was too much.
Your hips started to rock against him, grinding down on his face as his tongue slid in and out of you, his rough hands guiding your movements.
“That’s it, baby,” Joel muttered between licks, his voice thick with hunger as his tongue dragged slowly up and down your folds, swirling around your swollen clit before dipping back down to tease your entrance.
“Fuck my face. Show me how much you need it. How much you love when daddy eats this sweet little cunt.”
His hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you down even harder against his mouth. His tongue was everywhere—messy, desperate, like he couldn’t get enough.
He flicked your clit with his tongue again, but then he shifted lower, dragging his tongue along your slit, tasting every inch of you. The heat between your legs was unbearable, and Joel could feel how badly you wanted it, how soaked you already were.
He groaned, the sound vibrating through you as his face pressed further into your slick heat, his nose brushing your clit as his tongue explored every part of you.
He wasn't satisfied with just licking—he wanted to bury himself in you, use his whole face to make you come. And that’s exactly what he did.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he growled, his breath hot against your sensitive skin.
His tongue moved lower, teasing the edges of your entrance before plunging inside, fucking you with slow, deep strokes.
You moaned loudly, your hands gripping the sides of the exam table as your hips rocked against his face. Joel’s grip on your hips tightened, keeping you in place as he lapped at your pussy like a man starved.
But it wasn’t enough for him. He wanted more. He pulled his tongue out of your hole, dragging it back up to your clit, where he sucked hard before letting go, only to press his entire face against your folds, rubbing it all over your pussy.
His nose nudged your clit, his lips sucking at your wetness, and his tongue slipping everywhere—flicking your clit, sliding between your folds, teasing your hole again and again.
He was relentless, his whole face working against you, his stubble rubbing against your sensitive skin, adding a rough, delicious friction.
You gasped, your body trembling from the intensity of it, and Joel only groaned louder, his tongue darting in and out of your hole before sliding back up to your clit, flicking it in rapid strokes.
“You love this, don’t ya?” he rasped, his voice muffled as he pressed his mouth back to your pussy, his tongue swirling over your clit, his nose bumping against it as he ground his face into you.
“Love when daddy uses his whole fuckin’ face on this pretty little cunt. You’re fuckin’ dripping for me, baby. I’m gonna make you come all over my face.”
Your breath hitched, your hips bucking against him, the pressure building inside you as his face moved everywhere—tongue fucking you deep one second, then sucking on your clit the next. He loved every part of you, and he made sure you knew it.
His mouth, his nose, his whole face was slick with your arousal as he devoured you, using everything he had to make you come.
Joel pulled his tongue out of your hole, dragging it up your slit again, swirling it around your clit before pressing his mouth down hard.
He sucked, his lips closing tightly around your clit as he flicked his tongue over it in quick, teasing strokes. You whimpered, your body trembling as you tried to stay quiet, but it was impossible with how good he was making you feel.
“Fuck, Joel…” you gasped, your voice shaking as the pleasure grew, every nerve in your body on fire from the way his mouth moved over you, claiming you. “I’m gonna—”
“Do it,” he growled, his voice low and commanding, his tongue never stopping. “Come on my fuckin’ face, baby. I want it all. I wanna taste every drop.”
His words sent a shiver through you, and with one final flick of his tongue over your clit, you came hard.
Your thighs clenched around his head as your orgasm crashed through you, and Joel groaned in satisfaction, his hands holding you firmly in place as he continued licking, drinking in every bit of your release.
“That’s it, good girl,” he muttered, his lips still pressed to your pussy, his tongue slowly dragging through your folds, savoring the taste of you. “You come so fuckin’ sweet for me.”
Your body trembled, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps, but Joel wasn’t done.
His hands slid up your thighs, squeezing them gently as his mouth moved over you again, slower this time, but just as hungry.
He rubbed his whole face into your slick folds, his nose brushing your clit while his tongue teased your entrance. He wanted to make you come again, and he was determined to get it.
“Fuck, I could eat you all day,” he groaned, pulling back just long enough to look up at you with dark, lust-filled eyes before diving back in, his tongue sliding deep inside you again.
He fucked you with his tongue, his nose pressing against your clit, his mouth wet and messy as he devoured you, completely lost in the taste of you.
“You’re mine,” he growled between licks, his voice low and possessive as he slid his tongue out of you, flicking it over your clit again.
“This pussy is fuckin’ mine.”
You were barely holding on, your body trembling as another orgasm built inside you, the sensation of his face rubbing against your wet heat sending you over the edge.
Joel could feel it—could feel the way your body tightened, the way your breath hitched, and he sucked your clit into his mouth again, his tongue swirling over it in quick, dirty strokes.
"Come again," Joel growled, his voice dark and full of filthy satisfaction. "Come all over my fuckin' face again, baby. Don’t hold back."
You couldn’t. The pleasure hit you like a tidal wave, and you came again, harder this time, your hips grinding down onto his face as your body shook with the intensity of it.
Joel groaned beneath you, his tongue still lapping at your pussy, his whole face drenched in your slick as he continued fucking you with his mouth until you couldn’t take it anymore.
"Look at you," he rasped, his voice hoarse but smug, pulling back just enough to smirk up at you. His face was soaked, his lips shiny with your release, and the sight of him like that—dark eyes, glistening mouth—made your stomach tighten all over again.
"Can’t fuckin’ get enough, can ya? Rubbing that sweet little pussy all over an old man’s face."
His words dripped with possessiveness, but there was a teasing warmth behind them. Joel wasn’t disgusted by how much you needed him—no, he was fucking proud.
Proud of how you responded to him, how desperate and soaked you became under his tongue.
You whimpered softly, still trembling, the shame and arousal mixing together in a heady cocktail of need.
"Joel, we’re gonna get caught," you murmured, your breath still shaky.
He chuckled, low and dirty, his hands never leaving your hips as he kept you pinned down.
"Let ‘em catch us," he growled, his voice rough with lust. "Let ‘em see how fuckin’ perfect you look sittin’ on daddy’s face. Maybe they’ll wanna take a fuckin' picture—show everyone how much this sweet young thing needs me.”
Your breath hitched at his words, the risk, the dirtiness of it all making your heart race.
You were already drenched, but hearing him talk like that—pushing the boundary between pleasure and danger—made you even wetter, your body responding before your mind could catch up.
“They’d love to see you like this, wouldn’t they?” Joel muttered, his tongue darting out to swipe at your swollen folds, sending a fresh jolt of pleasure through your already sensitive body.
"Bet they’d be jealous. Bet they’d wanna taste you too, but you’re mine, hm, baby?"
You nodded, your voice catching in your throat as his hands squeezed your hips, forcing you to grind harder against his mouth.
His nose brushed your clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your body as his tongue teased your entrance again, slipping in and out with slow, deliberate strokes.
"You’re all mine," Joel groaned, his words muffled as he pressed his face deeper into your wetness.
“Fuckin’ made for daddy, pretty one. Look how fuckin' soaked you are, baby. Ridin' this old man’s face like you need it to breathe."
Your whole body shuddered as his tongue pushed deeper inside you, fucking you with slow, sensual strokes.
He wasn’t just eating you out—he was worshiping you, using every part of his face to drive you crazy.
His nose bumped against your clit as he flicked his tongue in and out of your tight entrance, his lips wrapping around your folds, sucking and licking like he couldn’t get enough of you.
"God, Joel..." you gasped, your hips moving of their own accord, grinding against him, desperate for more.
The idea of someone walking in, seeing you like this—spread wide, riding Joel’s face while he devoured you—it sent a thrill through you that made your heart race even faster.
"That's it," he muttered, his voice rough and dirty as his hands guided your movements.
"You like this, sweet girl? You love letting daddy take care of you, love how I make you feel. Doesn’t matter where we are—you’ll always be fuckin' mine."
But Joel wasn’t finished. His hands stayed firmly on your hips, his mouth still teasing your swollen, oversensitive clit with slow, lazy licks, as if he couldn’t bear to let you go.
"Joel, I..." you whimpered, your voice weak and breathless. "I can’t—"
"You can and you fuckin' will," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "One more, baby. Come one more time for daddy. Show me how much you love ridin' this old man’s face.”
His filthy words sent another shock of heat straight to your core, and before you could stop yourself, you were grinding harder, your slick pussy rubbing all over his face.
Joel groaned, the sound vibrating through you as he sucked your clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it in quick, tight circles that had you seeing stars.
“Good girl,” he murmured between licks, his voice full of pride and lust.
“You’re so fuckin' perfect, baby. So tight, so full of energy for me. Daddy loves it when you let me eat this pussy like it’s the last thing I’ll ever taste.”
His tongue flicked over your clit faster, his hands keeping you steady as your thighs trembled around his head.
You were so close again, the pressure building inside you, threatening to overwhelm you. Joel’s mouth moved with expert precision, teasing, sucking, licking—his entire face covered in your slick, his stubble rubbing against your sensitive skin in the most delicious way.
"Come for me again," Joel growled, his tone shifting to something more commanding. "I wanna feel it. I wanna taste it all. Don’t fuckin' hold back, baby."
You moaned, your hips rocking harder against his mouth as the pleasure built higher, higher, until you couldn’t take it anymore.
The tension snapped, and your third orgasm crashed through you, even harder than the last. Your thighs squeezed around Joel’s head, your hands gripping the edges of the exam table for support as your body shook with the intensity of your release.
Joel groaned beneath you, his tongue still working over your clit, licking up every last drop as you came all over his face.
His grip on your hips was unrelenting, making sure you couldn’t move, couldn’t escape the pleasure he was giving you.
“Fuck, that’s it,” Joel muttered, his voice thick with satisfaction. “You come so fuckin’ pretty for me, baby. Just like that. Give daddy everything.”
You collapsed forward, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps, your body trembling as the last waves of your orgasm pulsed through you.
Joel groaned beneath you, drinking in every last drop of your release, his hands gripping you tightly as he licked you through your climax, his tongue unrelenting.
“Goddamn,” he muttered, finally pulling back, his face a mess of your slick, his eyes dark with satisfaction. “You’re fuckin’ perfect, baby. We ain’t done, though. When we get home, I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll be beggin' for more."
Your body trembled, still coming down from the intensity of your orgasms, but the look in Joel’s eyes told you he wasn’t lying.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a smirk playing on his wet, glistening lips as he watched you try to gather yourself.
But before either of you could speak, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Your heart leaped into your throat, and you scrambled off Joel’s chest, yanking your skirt down as quickly as possible.
Panic coursed through you as you hurried to adjust yourself, smoothing your hair, trying to catch your breath.
Joel, of course, was far too amused. He wiped his face lazily, still leaning back on the exam table, that smug smirk never leaving his face as you frantically tried to make it look like nothing had happened.
His eyes twinkled with mischief as he glanced at the door, clearly not concerned in the slightest.
"Come in," Joel called out casually, his voice hoarse but steady, as if he hadn’t just been buried between your legs moments ago.
The doctor walked back in, clipboard in hand, giving Joel a quick glance. "Sorry about the wait, Mr. Miller," he said, then paused as he noticed Joel’s flushed face, the sheen of wetness still visible despite his attempt to wipe it away.
The doctor blinked, clearly taken aback but too polite to say anything directly.
"Must be gettin' hot in here, huh?" the doctor remarked with a chuckle, trying to laugh off the awkwardness.
"This age, it’s making us all feel a bit warmer, huh? Happens to the best of us."
Joel, the devilish smirk never leaving his face, tilted his head slightly, catching your eye for just a second before replying, "Oh, you could say that, doc. It definitely gets me feelin’... hotter than usual."
His tone was thick with double meaning, so much so that you had to suppress a smile.
The doctor, oblivious to the real reason behind Joel’s flustered state, simply nodded and made some notes on his clipboard.
"Well, let’s make sure everything’s looking good. Just a quick check-up, and you’ll be out of here."
Joel shot you a look as the doctor moved to his side, leaning in to examine him.
His eyes twinkled with filthy satisfaction, his lips twitching as though he was barely holding back another comment.
"Yeah," Joel said quietly, just loud enough for you to hear. "Feelin’ better already."
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moon signs and your mommy issues
aries moon
as an aries moon, your mom likely sees you as a fiercely independent and bold individual, someone who thrives on challenges and isn't afraid to stand up for yourself. she might admire your strength but also feel frustrated by your impulsive nature and desire for autonomy, sometimes leading to clashes. this dynamic can create a push-pull effect, where you crave her approval yet resist her control, sparking deep-seated mommy issues. you might struggle with feeling misunderstood or unsupported emotionally, leading to a strong desire to prove yourself.
taurus moon
with a taurus moon, your mom likely views you as a stable, reliable presence who brings comfort and security to her life. she probably appreciates your grounded nature and the way you create a sense of peace and routine in your relationship. however, this steadfastness might sometimes lead to her perceiving you as resistant to change or overly focused on material stability, causing friction. you may struggle with feeling that your emotional needs aren't fully recognized or that you're expected to always be the rock, leading to unresolved mommy issues surrounding your self-worth and independence.
gemini moon
as a gemini moon, your mom likely sees you as intellectually curious and highly communicative, with a knack for keeping things lively and engaging. she probably values your quick wit and adaptability but might struggle with your tendency to be changeable or emotionally detached. this can lead to her perceiving you as unreliable or inconsistent, which could create tension in your relationship. your mommy issues may revolve around feeling misunderstood or neglected emotionally, as you might have a hard time balancing your need for emotional depth with your natural inclination toward mental stimulation and variety.
cancer moon
with a cancer moon, your mom likely sees you as deeply nurturing and emotionally sensitive, someone who provides a comforting and caring presence. she probably appreciates your intuitive understanding and ability to create a sense of home. however, your intense emotional needs and occasional mood swings might challenge her, leading to misunderstandings or feelings of being overwhelmed. this dynamic can result in mommy issues related to feeling either overly protected or inadequately supported, as you navigate the balance between your vulnerability and your desire for emotional security.
leo moon
as a leo moon, your mom likely sees you as a vibrant, confident individual who brings warmth and joy into her life. she probably admires your strong sense of self and creative flair, celebrating your ability to shine and seek attention. however, she might struggle with your need for validation and occasional dramatic tendencies, leading to occasional clashes. this dynamic can result in mommy issues related to feeling either overly praised or inadequately acknowledged, as you grapple with balancing your need for recognition with your desire for genuine emotional connection.
virgo moon
with a virgo moon, your mom likely views you as meticulous and reliable, someone who excels in problem-solving and offers practical support. she probably appreciates your attention to detail and your ability to maintain order, valuing your helpful and service-oriented nature. however, she might also feel that your critical eye or perfectionist tendencies create distance, leading to misunderstandings. this dynamic can spark mommy issues around feeling either overly scrutinized or undervalued, as you navigate the balance between your desire for approval and your need for emotional reassurance.
libra moon
as a libra moon, your mom likely sees you as a harmonious and charming individual who values balance and fairness in relationships. she probably admires your diplomatic nature and your ability to bring people together. however, she might struggle with your tendency to avoid conflict or make decisions based on others' expectations, leading to moments of frustration. this dynamic can result in mommy issues related to feeling either excessively pressured to maintain harmony or disconnected from your own needs, as you try to navigate your desire for peace and acceptance.
scorpio moon
with a scorpio moon, your mom likely sees you as intensely passionate and deeply intuitive, someone who isn't afraid to explore the depths of emotions. she probably respects your strength and resilience but may also find your emotional intensity and need for privacy challenging to navigate. this can lead to her feeling uncertain about how to connect with you or support you fully. your mommy issues might revolve around feeling misunderstood or overly controlled, as you struggle to balance your profound emotional depth with a desire for independence and acceptance.
sagittarius moon
as a sagittarius moon, your mom likely sees you as adventurous and optimistic, always eager to explore new ideas and experiences. she probably admires your enthusiasm and your ability to bring a sense of freedom and excitement into her life. however, she might find your restlessness and tendency to avoid routine challenging, leading to occasional frustration. this dynamic can create mommy issues related to feeling either misunderstood or unsupported, as you navigate the balance between your need for independence and your desire for emotional stability and understanding.
capricorn moon
with a capricorn moon, your mom likely views you as disciplined and responsible, someone who approaches life with a serious and practical mindset. she probably admires your ability to handle challenges with determination and to set high standards for yourself. however, she might find your emotional reserve and tendency to prioritize work over personal connection challenging, leading to occasional feelings of distance. this dynamic can result in mommy issues related to feeling either overly pressured to meet expectations or emotionally unsupported, as you strive to balance your need for achievement with your desire for genuine emotional closeness.
aquarius moon
as an aquarius moon, your mom likely sees you as innovative and unconventional, someone who brings a unique perspective and a strong sense of individuality to her life. she probably appreciates your open-mindedness and your ability to think outside the box. however, she might struggle with your emotional detachment or tendency to prioritize intellectual pursuits over personal connections, leading to occasional misunderstandings. this dynamic can create mommy issues related to feeling either disconnected or inadequately understood, as you balance your need for independence with your desire for emotional intimacy.
pisces moon
with a pisces moon, your mom likely views you as deeply empathetic and imaginative, someone who brings a sense of compassion and dreaminess to her life. she probably admires your ability to intuitively connect with others and your creative spirit. however, she might find your emotional sensitivity and tendency to escape into fantasy challenging, leading to moments of confusion or frustration. this dynamic can create mommy issues related to feeling either overwhelmed by emotional demands or misunderstood, as you navigate the balance between your need for emotional depth and your desire for personal space and clarity.
in houses
moon in 1st house: emotional sensitivity, attachment style, nurturing vs. overprotective, identity formation, self-image conflict, dependency issues, maternal influence, emotional outbursts, rebellion, unmet needs, boundary struggles, validation seeking, trauma response, independence vs. clinginess, healing wounds, emotional intensity, identity crisis, parental expectations, self-discovery journey, emotional healing
moon in 2nd house: self-worth issues, security needs, material comfort, emotional value, dependency on stability, financial anxiety, nurturing needs, self-esteem struggles, attachment to possessions, parental influence on values, validation through achievement, emotional resourcefulness, boundaries & control, trauma bonding, self-sufficiency vs. dependency, emotional insecurity, comfort seeking, trust issues, parental expectations on success, healing from financial stress
moon in 3rd house: communication struggles, emotional expression, sibling dynamics, parental communication styles, intellectual nurturing, mental health challenges, dependency on approval, emotional sharing, verbal disputes, learning from trauma, emotional conflicts, social anxiety, childhood conversations, cognitive dissonance, emotional intellect, family narratives, overthinking issues, memory & trauma, influence of siblings, validation through words
moon in 4th house: home life dynamics, emotional foundations, parental influence, childhood memories, family secrets, dependency on family, nurturing vs. neglect, security needs, emotional root issues, domestic conflicts, trauma in the home, parental expectations, unresolved family issues, emotional legacy, sense of belonging, domestic stability, ancestral patterns, attachment to home, emotional vulnerability, healing family trauma
moon in 5th house: creative expression, emotional validation, parental approval, self-esteem through creativity, nurturing through play, childhood joy vs. trauma, validation through performance, emotional drama, need for attention, unfulfilled desires, emotional risk-taking, parent-child bonding, playfulness vs. seriousness, self-worth through achievement, trauma & self-expression, emotional need for fun, artistic healing, parental expectations of success, romanticized childhood, emotional ups and downs
moon in 6th house: daily routine struggles, emotional workaholism, nurturing through service, parental influence on work ethic, health anxiety, perfectionism, self-care challenges, emotional responsibility, dependency on routine, workplace conflicts, trauma & health issues, emotional self-criticism, parental expectations of productivity, overwork & burnout, healing through work, emotional patterns in daily life, service as a coping mechanism, routine vs. emotional needs, emotional resilience, trauma impact on daily functioning
moon in 7th house: relationship dynamics, emotional dependency, partner validation, nurturing through relationships, conflict in partnerships, trauma bonding, seeking emotional security, marriage & emotional needs, projection onto partners, intimacy issues, partnership expectations, healing through relationships, relationship patterns, fear of abandonment, emotional compromise, idealizing partners, codependency, emotional balance in relationships, trauma & partnership conflicts, influence of parental relationship models
moon in 8th house: emotional intensity, deep-seated trauma, dependency on transformation, parental influence on power dynamics, fear of vulnerability, control issues, unresolved emotional wounds, intimacy & boundaries, psychological depth, emotional secrets, healing through crisis, power struggles, transformative relationships, dependency on emotional security, fear of abandonment, financial & emotional ties, inherited trauma, emotional rebirth, shadow work, trauma & control
moon in 9th house: emotional beliefs, search for meaning, dependency on ideals, parental influence on worldview, long-distance emotional connections, idealization of knowledge, trauma & belief systems, need for emotional freedom, struggles with expansion, educational trauma, emotional exploration, influence of culture, spiritual nurturing, unmet aspirations, emotional journeys, freedom vs. security, parental expectations on success, emotional disconnect from beliefs, trauma & philosophical views, healing through Exploration
moon in 10th house: public image, parental expectations, emotional career ambitions, authority figures, professional validation, parental influence on success, emotional responsibility, need for recognition, career-related trauma, authority struggles, emotional control issues, public vs. private self, ambition & emotional needs, professional identity conflicts, pressure to achieve, emotional legacy, work-life balance, healing through achievement, parental approval & success, emotional fulfillment in career
moon in 11th house: social connections, emotional needs in friendships, group dynamics, parental influence on social life, idealization of groups, dependency on social validation, trauma in social settings, emotional freedom through friendships, community support, emotional rejection, influence of peers, healing through social networks, expectations of social roles, loneliness vs. belonging, emotional impact of group activities, unfulfilled social aspirations, social security needs, trauma & group dynamics, friendships as emotional refuge, parental influence on social values
moon in 12th house: emotional isolation, unconscious patterns, hidden trauma, parental influence on subconscious, emotional retreat, self-sabotage, healing through solitude, dependency on solitude, repressed emotions, isolation vs. connection, spiritual nurturing, parental secrets, trauma & spiritual growth, emotional boundaries, unresolved past wounds, emotional escape, inner conflict, influence of dreams, emotional vulnerability in seclusion, healing through reflection
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Pick a card: How do men see you vs how do women see you?
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Group 1
How men see you:
Men perceive you as someone who is transitioning into a better version of yourself. You exude a sense of self-assurance and fulfillment, as though you’re content with your life and know your worth. They find you approachable yet slightly mysterious, giving the impression that you have layers to uncover. You might appear as someone who’s moved on from the past and doesn’t let nostalgia hold you back. Physically, they see you as balanced and harmonious, with features that stand out for their simplicity and elegance.
How women see you:
Women see you as someone who’s been through transformative changes and come out stronger. You inspire others with your sense of adventure and openness, as though you’re always ready for a new chapter in life. They might admire how relaxed you seem, not someone who feels the need to prove themselves or compete for attention. Your energy feels uplifting, almost idealistic, and your appearance reflects that: approachable, unique, and effortless, with a style that’s welcoming and relatable.
Group 2
How men see you:
Men see you as someone grounded, steady, and practical, someone they can count on. There’s a quiet strength about you, like you don’t need external validation to feel confident. At first glance, they may underestimate you, but once they get to know you, they’re drawn to your stability and the way you handle challenges calmly. Your appearance might be understated, but there’s a natural attractiveness to you—clean lines, practical choices, and an overall polished vibe.
How women see you:
Women admire your ability to find balance in life and create meaningful connections with others. You’re seen as nurturing yet independent, someone who brings a sense of calm and trustworthiness to any situation. You have a grounded presence that makes others feel safe, but there’s also a mystical, introspective side that intrigues them. Your appearance reflects this balance, with a timeless, well-maintained style that blends warmth and sophistication.
Group 3
How men see you:
Men perceive you as someone intense and hard to read. You might come across as guarded or cautious, like you’re always weighing your options before making a decision. They find this enigmatic side of you both frustrating and captivating. Your personality seems fiery and passionate, though they might sense some inner conflict or unpredictability. In terms of appearance, you stand out for your boldness or a certain sharpness in your features that adds to your allure. You don’t blend in; you’re unforgettable.
How women see you
Women see you as someone who’s been through a lot emotionally but refuses to back down. You might have a rebellious streak or a defiance of traditional norms that sets you apart. While some might find you intimidating, others admire your independence and ability to speak your truth. Your energy is intense and dynamic, and this reflects in your appearance: striking, unconventional, and commanding attention without trying too hard.
Group 4
How men see you:
Men find you deeply transformative, like someone who has an aura of mystery and depth. You give the impression of being constantly evolving, which makes you both fascinating and a little intimidating. Your emotional intelligence stands out, and they see you as someone who feels deeply yet keeps a certain level of control over your emotions. Your appearance might lean toward the dramatic, with bold choices or striking features that leave a lasting impression.
How women see you:
Women see you as someone who walks the line between introspection and action. You have a way of observing people and situations that feels deliberate, as if you’re always analyzing and learning. You come across as confident in who you are, with a magnetic energy that draws others to you. Your appearance reflects this: bold, confident, and captivating, with a sense of style that’s both refined and powerful.
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Astro Notes
🌞 Sun in the 6H — The Sun in the house of labor, illness, and service directs your vitality toward structure and hard work. You are driven to find purpose and recognition in environments of routine and functionality. This position speaks of leadership through service, but there is also a call to rise above being underappreciated or overworked. Your life path is defined by crafting stability in often overlooked spaces.
🌙 Moon in the 8H — The Moon here ties your emotional life to themes of shared resources, death, and deep transformation. Your instincts are heightened when dealing with the unseen or emotional undercurrents of others. You might feel a constant tension between security and uncertainty, but this grants you a unique ability to rebuild from loss. Subtle emotional mastery develops as you navigate hidden realms of intimacy and power.
🗣 Mercury in the 5H — Mercury shines in this house of pleasure and creativity, giving you a lively mind for joyful expression. Artistic, romantic, or recreational endeavors thrive under your ability to weave intellect into fun. You communicate with wit and charm, making you skilled at teaching or storytelling. Romantic pursuits may unfold around shared humor or stimulating conversations.
💖 Venus in the 6H — Venus in the house of duty brings grace and charm to your daily habits. You value harmony in work and practical environments, often excelling in professions related to wellness, aesthetics, or partnerships. This placement makes it easy to form positive collaborations, but you might need to guard against becoming overly attached to routines or acts of service as your only source of pleasure.
🔥 Mars in the 6H — Mars here energizes and agitates themes of labor and routine. Hardworking and disciplined, you tackle challenges with focus but may face conflicts in work or health-related areas. This placement thrives in environments demanding precision and endurance but can push too far into stress or burnout. Success comes through learning to channel your drive without depleting your energy.
💫 Jupiter in the 4H — Your foundation is imbued with abundance and expansion. A fortunate home life or strong cultural ties may support your growth. This placement often points to a joyful upbringing or a prosperous inheritance, whether literal or symbolic. You feel most fulfilled when nurturing your roots and creating a sanctuary for yourself or others.
⏳ Saturn in the 8H — Saturn brings gravity to matters of shared wealth and the mysteries of life. You face karmic lessons in accepting the limits of control in financial or transformative circumstances. Through steady diligence, you develop mastery in managing the boundaries of resources and intimacy. Inheritance or debts, both literal and metaphorical, may present challenges that ultimately forge resilience.
⚡ Uranus in the 7H — Relationships are avenues of change and awakening. Your partnerships often involve unconventional dynamics or sudden turns, pushing you to redefine connection and freedom. You may be drawn to partners who challenge societal norms, and you inspire those around you by modeling individuality within commitment.
🌊 Neptune in the 7H — A dreamy quality surrounds your unions, blending love with ideals and sometimes illusions. This placement highlights spiritual and creative partnerships, but discernment is key to avoiding disillusionment. True fulfillment arises when connections allow for shared higher vision without losing clarity or authenticity.
🗝 Pluto in the 5H — Creative and romantic expressions carry depth and intensity. You experience transformation through your pursuit of joy, often finding that the most meaningful moments come after profound change or loss. Whether through art, children, or love, you approach these areas with a powerful magnetism that leaves lasting impacts.
🦋 Chiron in the 3H — Early struggles with communication or learning fuel your eventual mastery in these areas. You might serve as a guide to others, offering wisdom on finding one's voice or bridging divides. Vulnerability becomes a strength, making your insights resonate deeply.
🌿 Ceres in the 10H — Your nurturing gifts influence your public reputation or career. People see you as a caretaker or a provider, often turning to you for support in times of need. Professional fulfillment lies in roles that allow you to nourish others or grow something meaningful.
🛡 Pallas in the 8H — Your strategies shine in the realm of transformation and shared power. You excel at navigating complex emotional or financial terrains with clarity and ingenuity. This placement suggests a gift for guiding yourself and others through shadow work or difficult but necessary changes.
💍 Juno in the 4H — Deep commitment to home and family defines your partnerships. Your closest bonds are shaped by shared roots or a mutual goal of creating emotional security. Marriage or long-term unions may play out with themes of loyalty tied to domestic life.
🔥 Vesta in the 9H — Your dedication to truth and exploration defines your life’s sacred purpose. Whether through higher learning, spiritual journeys, or philosophical pursuits, you treat these endeavors with reverence. You are fueled by a desire to seek and embody wisdom.
🌀 Node in the 5H — Your destiny pulls you toward embracing joy, passion, and creation. Past tendencies to focus on group dynamics or intellectual detachment are now transformed through personal, heartfelt expression. Growth comes through tapping into your ability to inspire through love and art.
🐍 Lilith in the 10H — Lilith's placement here marks your public image with raw, defiant energy. Others may view your career or reputation as unorthodox, even rebellious, and you might find yourself challenging the expectations society places on you. This is a powerful placement for claiming authenticity, but it may come at the price of being misunderstood. Through embracing your unique vision, you become a force others cannot ignore.
🍀 Fortune in the 11H — Prosperity flows through your connections with groups and shared ideals. Alliances and friendships often lead to unforeseen blessings, with luck arising when you collaborate on collective endeavors. Engaging with like-minded communities opens doors to fulfillment and opportunity.
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Mars in Houses of Groom Persona Chart
[Mars in a groom's persona chart represents his energy, drive, passion, and assertiveness. It tells how he pursues a goal, handles a fight, and expresses his physical desires. In the context of a marriage, Mars lights up a person's approach towards intimacy, protective instincts, and leading the relationship.
Mars's house placement in the chart of the groom shows where the energy goes and what in life ignites the flame, thereby directly influencing the dynamics between him and his spouse.]
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1st House
The groom is dynamic, confident, and action-oriented. He approaches marriage with all the enthusiasm and drive of his star sign, often adopting a leading role. A partner will look up to his boldness, yet his assertiveness may come across as dominance or impatience at times. The challenge is something he revels in, and his spouse needs to have the same zest for life. Proud, protective, and passionate, his fire may sometimes get him into conflict. He will balance it with a relationship that gives lots of importance to open communications and mutual respect. This placement indeed suggests a physically very active groom who loves to undertake adventurous pursuits with his partner.
2nd House
Mars here indicates that the groom invests energy in financial security and material possessions. He is driven to achieve stability for the family and works to acquire wealth. He shows his love in relationships through acts of providing and giving material support. He might become possessive or too materialistic, which may lead to tension. The partner should encourage him to balance his ambitions with emotional connecting. This placement promises a marriage that is based on shared goals, especially financial goals. Together, they can build a solid foundation for their future.
3rd House
The groom is quick-witted and a lively communicator. He wants a marriage with intellectual stimulation where he and his partner frequently engage in debates and discussions. With his dynamic mind and strong way of communicating, he is an exciting companion to converse with. In addition, his directness may hurt his partner's feelings at times. His ideal spouse would be someone who enjoys his wit and is able to match his intellectual energy. This placement also suggests that he may excel in solving problems or taking decisive action in family matters. His relationship thrives when both partners are open to learning and growing together.
4th House
This placement indicates a groom who is deeply protective of his family and home. He channels his energy into creating a secure and comfortable domestic environment. While he is passionate about his role as a husband and father, his intensity might sometimes lead to controlling behavior at home. His partner should help him channel his energy into constructive activities, such as home improvement or family projects. This placement suggests that his family life will undergo transformations, often driven by his determination to overcome challenges. For him, marriage is a partnership, based on shared values and emotional security.
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5th House
Mars in the 5th house indicates a groom who is passionate, romantic, and highly demonstrative of his affection in a very grand style. He lives for excitement and looks for a partner to share this zest for life and creativity. His marriage will be an adventure-packed, spontaneous, and somewhat dramatic institution. While this too makes him passionate, it perhaps could also make him sometimes impatient or impulsive at the same time. An ideal spouse would be encouraging his creativity and supporting self-expression. Together, with so much joy and shared interest in life, they'd find their relationship a blessing to live.
6th House
The groom works assiduously, enforces discipline, and does pay much attention to self-perfection. He gets into marriage out of a feeling of responsibility and commitment in making it work through practical efforts. He wants an organized, smooth relationship with fairness on both sides. In such a case, perfection can lead to frustration or critical words. The spouse would need to remind him not to forget to lighten up and enjoy the emotional part of the marriage. This placement does bring a health-conscious groom who will encourage his partner in living a balanced life. Together, they can build a strong and efficient partnership.
7th House
Mars in the 7th house is indicative of a passionate and forceful groom in relationships. He would be attracted to a strong, independent partner who will challenge him to grow together. It will be an active marriage, where both partners are dynamically engaged in shaping their common goals. He is deeply committed but can also be assertive, which may cause him to engage in power games. His ideal spouse balances his energy with patience and understanding. This placement indicates a marriage that is truly equal in every respect, with each partner playing an important role in the development of a healthy and alive relationship.
8th House
This sign is deeply emotional and physically intense in his relationships. He is looking for someone of equal depth that would not be afraid to engage him on the deeper aspects of marriage. He does require trust and, importantly, some vulnerability, as he thrives on honesty and openness. His passion could also become overwhelming at times and maybe possessive; he would need a partner to express himself openly enough that no misunderstanding occurs. This placement may indeed often reveal a groom deeply intuitive and spiritually attuned with one's spouse. Together, they can build a transcendent and fulfilling relationship.
9th House
Mars here indicates the adventure-loving groom who needs a spouse sharing his love for adventure and learning. He appreciates intellectual and cultural growth in his marriage and shares discussion on philosophy or spirituality with his spouse. His ideal partner encourages his adventurous spirit and supports his quest for knowledge. While his enthusiasm is contagious, his impatience or restlessness might at times pose some challenges. This placement indicates that his marriage will involve travel, education, or spiritual growth, with both partners often drawing closer through shared experiences.
10th House
The groom is very ambitious and directs his energy toward professional success. He wants a partner who will support his career goals and share his vision for the future. To him, marriage is a partnership where both partners work toward mutual achievements. As much as he is a committed and goal-oriented spouse, his focus on work may at times create some distance in his personal life. His ideal partner is someone who helps him balance his professional ambitions with emotional intimacy. This placement often suggests that his marriage will influence his public image and contribute to his career success.
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11th House
Mars in the 11th house is a groom passionate about social causes and community involvement. He values friendships and shared ideals in his marriage and seeks a partner who supports his vision for the future. While he thrives in collaborative relationships, his strong opinions might sometimes create conflicts. His wife should encourage positive talks and help him channel his dynamism into something meaningful and purposeful. This placing does indicate that the groom's marriage will influence their social circle and mutual purposes. Together, they do collaborative work for their people or inspire change.
12th House
The Groom is introspective in nature and channels his power into the inner world of energies. He looks for a partner who appreciates his depth and helps him navigate his emotions. For him, marriage is like a spiritual journey that tends to bring up the buried fears or desires to the surface. Though he is so empathetic and intuitive, sometimes he might struggle to show his feelings frankly. His ideal spouse would provide a safe space for vulnerability and encourage self-discovery. This placement does often reveal a karmic marriage connection, where the central lessons of forgiveness, trust, and transformation are at stake.
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Fine Dining - Jayce x Reader x Viktor
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Continuing on from Seconds but not strictly a series. Can be standalone.
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Viktor invites you and Jayce for dinner and asserts dominance.
F/M. 18+. NSFW. Sex. Creampie/Cum Eating. Fingering. Footjob.
A few days had passed since the friendly feud became more competitive. In the meantime, you had been intimate with both Jayce and Viktor separately but had not yet had a chance to be together. Tonight would be different. Viktor had invited both you and Jayce over to his room for dinner. He had specified that he was going to cook something special. You dressed yourself smartly, adding some seductive finishes - you were almost certain that tonight would end in sex.
You got there half an hour early. You liked to be on time and punctual, knocking on Viktor's door eagerly.
“(Y/N)! You are early, come on in” Viktor was wearing an apron around his waist over his clothes.
You had brought a bottle of wine for the table, and you handed it to him.
“Compliments to the chef” You smile.
“This will go beautifully with dessert” He kisses you to show thanks, “You look beautiful (Y/N). You are going to give Jayce a heart attack.”
“And not you?” You ask flirtatiously.
“I’m very admiring of your beauty, but I have something special planned if you will allow me.”
You are curious.
“Oh yeah? What is your plan?”
“Excuse yourself after the main course and meet me in the kitchen, sous chef.”
Viktor swoops back in for more kisses, making sure to hold his hand away to maintain his cooking hygiene - he was very methodical in the kitchen. He used his other hand for balance though when cooking, his hips against the countertop provided some stability.
“It’s torturous not being able to put my hands on you.”
There is a knock at the door. Viktor pulls away and uses his elbow to push down the handle.
“Jayce! You are early, come on it.” He kisses Jayce too, ushering him inside.
From behind his back, Jayce produces a bottle of wine. You had picked up a crisp white, Jayce a fruity rosé.
“For the table” He announces. He places it next to your bottle as Viktor heads back to the kitchen. Jayce wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you into a romantic position in his arms.
“You look perfect.” He kisses you passionately. His hands begin to wander.
“Already?” You tease.
“Get a room!” Viktor shouts from the kitchen.
“I have one V, it’s yours” Jayce replies.
There’s a low chuckle from the kitchen. The room smells delicious. Viktor reappears, this time with a wooden stand for the table. As he places it down, you see it is filled with crusty thick bread and different cheeses. There are small tomatoes and salad and a balsamic dip on the side.
“Appetiser!” He proudly proclaims.
As he finishes laying it down, he fills the wine glasses. Viktor had timed the kitchen management to a fine science. He sat at the table, the entrée cooking at perfect rate while he sat to enjoy his starter. You sat next to Viktor but opposite Jayce, the spare chair at the table had been removed and placed in the kitchen.
“V this looks brilliant.” Jayce comments, picking up some bruschetta and assembling some toppings.
“It really does Viktor” You add, “You have outdone both of us.”
Viktor feigns blushing, shrugging off the compliment, “anything for my guests”.
You talk over the food, drinking the wine and relating how each of your days had been. It is a very warm environment, loving even. Everyone is happy and merrily becoming a little bit drunk. Jayce had forgotten the feud he had started the few days prior - Viktor had not.
It was in no way unfriendly or territorial, they were both aware of the sharing agreement they had over you. In fact, they were intimate with each other separately too, it was just the dynamic that was interesting. Who took what position and when? They usually took turns switching and trying new things, but now things were competitive, you enjoyed seeing the jealousy taking control.
After your adventures the other day, you had had to wash your face using the lab’s emergency eye wash system before going home as you didn’t quite have the confidence to be seen in the state you were in - at least not by someone who wasn’t Viktor or Jayce.
You had finished your appetisers and Viktor excused himself to prepare and serve the main course. When he had left the room, door still ajar and conversation full audible, Jayce made his move.
Jayce switched seats to come and sit beside you, where Viktor sat previously. His hand was on your thigh, the other refilling your glass.
“More wine V?” He shouted.
“Sure”
He poured into Viktor’s glass. His hand began to trail up your thigh, sitting itself at the very top of your leg.
Jayce lowered his voice to a whisper, “I am going to eat you until you quiver after this meal.”
Your eyes were trained straight at his. His promise made it hard to swallow your wine, you were caught off guard.
“Is Viktor’s cooking not enough?” You answer, sipping your wine. It felt nice to have the two of them pining over you.
“Even V’s cooking is secondary to the way you taste.” He charmed.
His hand slipped up your dress, finding its place on the outside of your underwear. He briefly toyed with the outside of them.
“I know you want it (Y/N).” He softly spoke into your neck.
He nibbled at the sensitive skin there. His large fingers pulled your underwear to the side and played along the wetness of your lips.
“I wonder who this is for? Me, or Viktor” He asked cockily, “I don’t think I mind who you think about”
He pushed into you with his finger. You grip the table and don’t bother attempting to stifle the moan.
“You hear that V? She likes my fingers”
Viktor paused in the kitchen, grinning to himself. It felt good to hear your pleasure, it felt good to know Jayce was feeling pleasure. He stiffened at the thought. Viktor finished plating up the food, adding garnish to each of the bowls. He carried the first two out into the dining room. He could see from the way you are sitting that Jayce had a few fingers inside of you, you clutching to his forearm to keep the friction active and moving.
“Don't stop. Please Jayce.” You moan out.
Viktor disappears and returns with the final bowl, completing the set table.
“Dinner is served!” He announces, taking Jayce’s old seat opposite you.
Jayce pulls his fingers from you and admires the dinner served. He catches Viktor’s eyes before pushing the coated fingers into his mouth.
“Tastes amazing V”
“Thank you, its butter-braised zucchini”
“You know what I meant”
You try the food, and it is even better than the appetiser. You observe some jealous glances from Viktor. Under the table, you stroke his leg with your foot.
“This is even better than the first course Viktor” You compliment.
You mean it. You raise your foot higher, spreading his knees and resting it on his cock. He shuffles in on his chair, giving you a firm position to use to grind into him. You massage him with your heel, grinding up him and gently masturbating him through his trousers.
Jayce adds, “V I don’t know what you put in your cooking but it’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted”
Jayce is waffling down his meal like it is the first thing he has eaten in forever. Viktor refuses to quiet himself, your pressure feels so good, why shouldn’t Jayce know about it?
“Right there.” He mewled, head backwards, obviously grinding into you.
Reactively, Jayce resumes his hand wandering and re-enters you. The two of them are making intense eye contact with each other and attempting to assert dominance via facial expression alone. As Jayce speeds up so does your grip on Viktor.
“Fuck her harder Jayce, she’s going to make me cum like this”
Jayce slows down.
“Don't you have dessert to prepare V?”
A smirk falls across Viktor’s face and he removes your foot to stand and tidy away the plates.
“How silly of me, how could I forget.” He answers.
Jayce is speeding up now, forcing deep and loud moans to betray you. You feel yourself approaching your peak. You grab onto his arm, but he doesn’t slow.
“Jayce I am going t- “
“(Y/N)! You promised me your presence in the kitchen.” Viktor happily shouts.
Jayce drops his rhythm, slowing and allowing you to shakily stand. You awkwardly wiggle your dress back down to where it was before he raised it. The sight of you doing so made him laugh. It was all mind games between the two men. You knew it wasn’t real jealousy, whoever came out on the bottom this time would only inevitably cum harder the next time.
You enter the kitchen, Viktor stands, cock in hand.
“Bend over the counter” He demands.
You do as you are told. The counter is cold, and you feel Viktor hiking your dress back up to where it was before you readjusted. With no warmup - Jayce did that for him - he enters you, stretching you in one thrust.
“Viktor!” You cry out.
Viktor reaches around to hold his hand over your mouth. He muffles your cries from Jayce.
He whispers into your ear, “Be obedient and take it quietly.”
Viktor is fucking you furiously at a pace you have never seen before, using you as a counterbalance to stabilise himself, thrusting into you, over and over. Jayce can hear an unusual quiet, and if he listens very closely, there’s a fast wet slapping noise. He drinks more of his wine, filling his glasses back up.
“Refill anyone?” He calls over.
Viktor removes his hand from your mouth, prompting you to reply.
“Yes please” You choke out, desperately concealing your pleasure.
Viktor doesn’t stop thrusting. He places his hand around your neck.
He leans to lick at your ear, “I’m going to cum in you, (Y/N). And then, you are going to serve yourself to Jayce.”
Your eyes roll back. You brace yourself on the counter as his pace quickens and his thrusts start to become mistimed.
“Fuck” He shouts as he unleashes, filling you completely and deeply.
He pulls out quickly, no doubt to ensure he doesn’t start dripping out of you immediately. He guides you by holding your back, walking you to the dining room, his cock still exposed and wet with the residue of the two of you.
“Sit on the table” He commands, patting the serving mat in front of Jayce. You do so.
“Spread your legs and pull up your dress” He continues. You open your legs.
“Now eat your dessert, Jayce.” He demands, finally.
Jayce is stunned. Viktor knots his hands into the back of Jayce’s hair, holding him firmly. He pushes down his head to meet your entrance, his tongue being forced forwards, scooping inside of you. He laps at you hesitantly. Viktor laughs at him from behind.
“How does she taste?” Viktor asks.
Jayce pulls his face back up, and when he does so, a string of yours and Viktor’s cum trails between his face and you. He is covered.
“As good as ever V” He grins.
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think if reader had muzan's child and they're breastfeeding their baby & he see the child getting milk, would he be like 'hey. gimme some of that.' i imagine reader would be flustered but down for it aha
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SINFUL SUNDAY
Muzan found himself in an unexpected situation. Clad in his usual elegant attire, Muzan stood beside you, the mother of his child, as you cradled your newborn in your arms. The soft glow of the moonlight falling through a large window bathed the chamber.
Your infant, a delicate mix of human and demon heritage, nestled against your chest, eagerly latching onto your breast for sustenance.
Muzan observed with a calculating gaze, his crimson eyes narrowing as he fixated on the scene before him. "I want some of that too," Muzan's voice, smooth and tinged with arrogance, sliced through the silence. His eyes bore into yours, a twisted curiosity playing in their depths. There was a certain arrogance in his demeanor, as if he believed that even the act of breastfeeding held a power dynamic that he could exploit.
You arched an eyebrow, unimpressed by his audacity. "You're a demon king, Muzan-sama. I hardly think breast milk is on the menu for someone of your stature."
Muzan's lips curled into a sly smile, revealing sharp fangs. "Stature has nothing to do with cravings, my dear mortal. A feeble concoction of life's essence, bestowed upon the weak and vulnerable is making me curious." The demon king circled around you, his gaze never leaving the child at your breast.
With a sense of reluctant compliance, you nodded, a silent acknowledgment of the delicate dance required to navigate the temperamental whims of the father of your child. Gently cradling the infant in your arms, you approached a meticulously crafted wooden crib, adorned with the most opulent silk blanket money could buy. You carefully nestled the child within the confines of its plush sanctuary.
Upon your return to Muzan's presence, you once again nodded, a gesture that carried the weight of unspoken acquiescence. The Demon Lord, perched regally, regarded you with an air of entitlement as he gestured for you to take a seat beside him on an elegantly crafted couch. Complying, you lowered yourself gracefully onto the plush cushions, the atmosphere tinged with a subtle tension.
Without delay, Muzan's hands moved with a possessive confidence, cupping yours breast in a gesture that bespoke both control and desire. Muzan deftly slid the strap of your nightgown from your shoulder, revealing a portion of your chest. His gaze fixated on the rounded swell of your breast, brimming with nourishing milk. The baby's suckling had left the aureola of your breast darkened.
The demon bent down, taking the bud into his mouth. He began to suckle gently, ensuring the sharp edges of his fangs didn't cause any discomfort to you. As the milk flowed into his mouth, he hummed with satisfaction, savoring the runny sweetness that gradually evolved with each sip.
You found yourself in a bewildering situation, unsure of how to react as he drank your milk. Eventually, you tentatively rested a hand on his shoulder, seeking a semblance of stability.
He continued to suckle, delicately pressing against the breast with his chilly hand. His long, pointed nails lightly brushed against the tender flesh, making you yelp a little.
"Shhh," he whispered, taking the bud out of his mouth to look directly at you. "We don't want the baby to wake up."
Muzan swiftly removed your remaining sleeve of the nightgown, revealing your chest completely to his hungry, crimson eyes. He then shifted his focus to the other breast, wrapping his lips around the hardened nipple. He took his time, gently sucking while flicking his tongue against the hardened bud. The milk spilled into his mouth again, prompting a satisfied hum. The entire experience, he realized, had an unintended consequence — his pants felt uncomfortably tight in the crotch.
The experience had a profound effect on you as well. You moaned quietly in relief as he eased the tension in your breasts by gently drinking the accumulated milk. "Oh, my lord," you whispered, gently caressing his shoulder.
Muzan took your hand and directed it toward his groin, where a noticeable bulge had formed.
Without a second thought, you sensed the texture of his hardened penis through the fabric of his pants and began to delicately massage it whilst his tongue massaged the erected nipple.
As things intensified, Muzan pulled away, fixing a stern gaze on your flushed face. "Take off your clothes," he commanded, his tone firm and demanding. "I want to take you, right here and now. And who knows, perhaps you'll birth me another heir soon."
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I'm currently experiencing hsr brainrot help me, may I request aventurine, blade, sunday, jing yuan and boothill about their types or preferences(appearance, personality, and stuff like that) for their future significant partner? I'm not sure if this had been already done so ignore if yes!! Also I'm a new follower and I've read many of your works recently, I really love your writing style and how it ticks my brainrot just righttt ♡♡♡
HSR Characters and their preferences in a S/O
A/N: I tried my best here, but I didn’t get into specifics about hair color, eye color, or other physical attributes (except for scars and such). So please, don’t come after me (I’m joking, of course). After all, at the end of the day, it’s all fictional! 💀 And this is just my personal opinion on what the men would want in a S/O 😇. I hope you like this!
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Appearance:
Aventurine is captivated by individuals who radiate subtle individuality—those who blend sophistication with an undercurrent of boldness. Unconventional touches like asymmetrical accessories, vibrant patterns, or a daring hairstyle intrigue him, especially when worn with confidence.
He’s drawn to a balance between practicality and elegance—someone whose style is functional yet carries an artistic flair, a quiet rebellion against conformity.
A piercing gaze, sharp and confident, mesmerizes him. He loves the challenge of eyes that seem to see past his charm and into the broken truths he hides.
Scars, blemishes, or physical imperfections catch his attention. They whisper untold stories he aches to unravel, providing a glimpse into the person beyond the surface.
Personality:
Aventurine seeks a partner who thrives in the dance of words and wit. He’s fascinated by someone who can keep him guessing—playfully resistant to his charm and never predictable.
He’s drawn to people who’ve endured hardship and emerged stronger, finding common ground in shared trauma or survival instincts.
While Aventurine guards his vulnerability, he craves someone with the emotional intelligence to see past his bravado. Their ability to intuit his needs, even when unspoken, creates a sense of safety.
He admires a grounding presence—someone self-assured yet humble, who can counterbalance his more dramatic tendencies without overshadowing him.
Compatibility:
High-stakes situations invigorate him, so he appreciates a partner who thrives under pressure. Whether it’s in a game of strategy or a tense negotiation, he seeks someone who can match his composure and cunning.
Trust is a slow-burning process for Aventurine. His partner must be patient, willing to navigate his walls without forcing him to open up before he’s ready.
Dynamic:
Aventurine doesn’t just want a lover—he needs a partner-in-crime. Someone willing to embrace the thrill of calculated risks, whether it’s a dangerous gamble or a perfectly executed scheme.
They balance his indulgent tendencies, providing a steady hand when he flirts with self-destruction. Together, they form a dynamic duo—equal parts chaos and control.
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Appearance:
Blade has little concern for traditional beauty, focusing instead on the feeling someone evokes. He’s drawn to understated traits that exude calm, mystery, or quiet strength.
A serene or enigmatic aura captivates him, especially in those who seem like they’ve weathered storms of their own. Scars or imperfections are less flaws and more badges of survival—silent testaments to a shared pain.
There’s a certain poetry in subtlety that Blade finds magnetic, such as the way someone carries themselves or a fleeting, knowing glance.
Personality:
Blade’s ideal partner must embody gentle resilience—a quiet strength that offers stability amidst his chaos. He’s not drawn to overt displays of power but rather to those who endure with grace.
His partner needs to respect his emotional distance and allow their bond to deepen organically. They provide solace through presence, not pressure.
Understanding his guilt and anger without pitying him is crucial. He needs someone who offers comfort without trying to “fix” him.
He admires individuals who remain true to themselves, even in the face of his volatility. Their grounded nature becomes his anchor.
Compatibility:
Blade struggles with verbal affection and grand gestures. His partner must value actions over words—small, meaningful gestures like a shared silence or a comforting touch.
Loyalty is paramount. Blade often tests boundaries, whether intentionally or not, and needs a partner who remains steadfast in their care.
Dynamic:
Blade seeks a relationship built on mutual protection. His ideal partner isn’t there to save him but to walk beside him as he confronts his demons.
Their love is a slow-burning fire, marked by quiet moments of vulnerability and unspoken understanding. They don’t demand his trust but earn it, piece by fractured piece.
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Appearance:
Sunday gravitates toward those with an ethereal or graceful quality—a beauty that feels otherworldly yet grounded. He appreciates the quiet elegance that reflects his Halovian heritage.
Symbolic trinkets or meaningful accessories, like earrings or pendants, resonate deeply with him, mirroring his love for intricate details and subtle meaning.
Personality:
Sunday is drawn to those who counter his melancholic worldview with a hopeful, compassionate perspective. He needs someone who gently challenges his ideals without dismissing his emotions.
His partner must possess a quiet, unwavering self-confidence. They confront his twisted philosophies with patience and understanding, offering a grounding presence.
A partner with a playful streak appeals to him, especially when it contrasts with his solemn demeanor. Their lightheartedness reminds him of life’s simple joys.
Compatibility:
Sunday needs a partner who can understand his lofty ideals and gently challenge them, offering a grounded perspective that helps him reconcile his desire for a perfect world with the imperfections of reality. They should help him navigate his philosophical struggles without dismissing his emotions.
Sunday thrives in a relationship where emotional depth is paired with moments of lightness. His ideal partner balances serious conversations with a playful streak that brings joy and reminds him of life’s simple pleasures, helping him reconnect with spontaneous joy.
Trust is built slowly for Sunday, so his partner must be patient, allowing their bond to deepen organically. They should provide stability and comfort, supporting him as he works through his emotional walls and guiding him toward growth without forcing him to change before he’s ready.
Dynamic:
Sunday’s ideal relationship thrives on emotional intimacy. His partner navigates his philosophical struggles with care, providing warmth and optimism without trying to fix him.
They challenge his tendency to idealize perfection, helping him rediscover beauty in imperfection and spontaneity.
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Appearance:
Boothill is drawn to raw, unrefined beauty—someone who’s lived and survived, marked by the stories their body tells. Scars, tattoos, and bold fashion choices are a reflection of resilience and adventure, and he admires individuals who wear their history as a badge of honor. He’s captivated by those who can rock vibrant, contrasting colors or mismatched styles with confidence, projecting a sense of strength and individuality.
He’s particularly fond of eyes that burn with fire and determination—eyes that match his intensity, yet hold a vulnerability only the right person can see. Confidence is key, but it’s that unpolished confidence, the kind that’s earned through hardship, that pulls him in.
Personality:
Boothill craves a partner who can match his fierce energy and boldness. He’s drawn to those who share his burning passion for justice and fighting for what’s right, even if it means breaking the rules. He admires fearless individuals who challenge authority and embrace a world of gray, not just black and white.
A sharp, witty partner who can banter with him is essential—they need to hold their ground in arguments, but still know how to make him laugh. Beneath his hard exterior, he secretly yearns for warmth and loyalty, someone who sees past his rough exterior and recognizes the vulnerabilities hidden underneath.
Patience is a challenge for him, but he seeks someone who can balance his impulsive nature, tempering his decisions with wisdom while never dulling his fire. The ideal partner doesn’t just soothe his rage—they fan the flames in the best way possible, stoking the fires of his passion and his purpose.
Compatibility:
Boothill’s partner would have to keep up with his relentless pace, matching him in the heat of battle as much as in life. They must be able to stand beside him during intense moments of action, yet offer solace and understanding in quieter, more reflective ones. His ideal relationship is built on equal footing—where passion and respect for one another fuel their connection.
Their dynamic would never be boring—full of challenges, shared adventures, and a fiery bond formed through trials, risks, and the occasional reckless decision. They would push each other toward greatness, not with soothing words, but through daring acts of loyalty and love.
Dynamic:
Boothill wants a relationship full of intensity, one where his partner isn’t afraid to stand by him, even if it means navigating chaos or defying the odds together.
This is not a relationship where either party is passive—it’s a partnership of equals, where each individual’s strength and spirit fuel the other. Their love would burn brightly, fueled by both passion and unshakable loyalty, with both of them walking side by side through any storm, ready to fight for each other and what they believe in.
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Appearance:
Jing Yuan is drawn to elegance and grace—someone whose appearance radiates composure and quiet strength. He appreciates fine details and a refined aesthetic, as he values artistry in all aspects of life. A partner who can carry themselves with quiet dignity, with clothing that flows or intricate designs, would catch his attention.
However, while Jing Yuan admires serenity, he finds himself captivated by the unexpected spark in someone’s personality. A playful glint in the eye or a mischievous smile is enough to unsettle his calm demeanor, drawing him in even more. He appreciates someone who can maintain their elegance but isn’t afraid to reveal the more unpredictable, adventurous sides of themselves when the moment calls for it.
Personality:
Jing Yuan is in search of a partner who has a calm, patient demeanor—someone who understands the complexities of his strategic mind and the burdens he carries. His ideal partner is not only compassionate and wise, but also someone who can see the long-term view, matching his ability to think and plan for the future.
At the same time, he’s charmed by a partner who can bring a sense of spontaneity to his life. While he thrives on stability, he appreciates the occasional touch of unpredictability—someone who can light a fire under his more sedentary tendencies, adding a dash of excitement to the otherwise peaceful routines he enjoys. He values a balance of tranquility and energy, where his partner’s playfulness can bring joy without overwhelming him.
Compatibility:
Jing Yuan’s ideal partner would have the patience to stand by him through quiet moments of reflection, as well as the capacity to engage with him in deep, meaningful conversations. They would respect his thoughtful, strategic nature, while also encouraging him to take moments of respite, enjoying the beauty of life’s simpler pleasures together.
They would need to understand his need for a sense of long-term stability, yet not let him become too withdrawn or passive. A deep intellectual connection, rooted in shared wisdom and mutual understanding, would lay the foundation of their bond. Their connection would be built on the steady progression of trust and affection, growing subtly over time.
Dynamic:
Jing Yuan seeks a partner who can offer emotional intimacy without pressuring him for more than he’s ready to give. They’d share moments of serene companionship, where quiet silences are comfortable, and words aren’t necessary to convey their bond. However, his ideal partner wouldn’t shy away from challenging him, nudging him out of his intellectual ruts and helping him see the world in a new light.
The dynamic would be one of mutual respect, with his partner both grounding him and adding an unpredictable spark to his life. While he values peacefulness, he enjoys the occasional adventure or light-hearted moments that break through his more serious demeanor, reminding him that even in the pursuit of wisdom, life can be full of wonder.
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Virgo in the Houses and What You’re Particular About 🪴
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DISCLAIMER: These are just my personal observations and are meant for entertainment purposes only; it may not resonate with everyone due to the nuances of astrology. Please respect my work and avoid copying or stealing it. Enjoy reading!!
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 1ST HOUSE :
You are particular about who you share your aura with, carefully selecting the people around you.
You prefer a certain level of order and precision in your environment and how things around you are done.
You value your self-knowledge and are selective about who you share it with, often opening up only to those you trust deeply.
Your first impression is crucial to you; you care about how others perceive you and make sure it aligns with your personal identity.
Your body is a reflection of how you view yourself, and you are particular about maintaining health and appearance.
Your approach to life is methodical and practical, preferring structure over spontaneity.
You are also particular about how you present yourself to the world, wanting to ensure your personality and image reflect who you truly are.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 2ND HOUSE :
You are particular about your values (spiritual, emotional, mental, and financial) and these values guide your decisions and actions.
You place significant importance on your self-esteem and are often critical of yourself when it doesn’t align with your personal standards.
Financial matters are a major focus, and you are particular about how you spend and save money, being meticulous about budgeting and investments.
You can be stingy at times, but may also swing to overindulgence depending on the situation.
You are very selective about your food choices and may have a structured approach to what and when you eat.
You might be particular about the way you manage and value material possessions, seeing them as an extension of your personal worth.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 3RD HOUSE :
You are particular about your intellect, valuing sharpness and precision in thinking and communication.
Education and early learning are important to you; you strive for thorough understanding and high standards in these areas.
You are also selective in your interactions with siblings, preferring clear, well-defined relationships or not communicating with them at all lmao.
Your communication, especially on social media, is something you pay close attention to, wanting to present yourself in a precise and controlled manner.
Transportation and the way you move around are areas of particularity; you tend to prefer efficiency and practicality in how you get from place to place. Can also struggle with motion sickness.
Your relationship with siblings is important, and you may have specific expectations regarding how you engage with them.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 4TH HOUSE :
You are particular about your emotional expression, especially within the family setting, and prefer harmony and stability at home.
Family relationships, particularly with your mother, are important to you, and you may be selective about the emotional dynamic you share with her.
Your childhood experiences shape your sense of security, and you may have high expectations for the support and care you receive within your family unit.
The physical and emotional environment of your home is important; you are likely to maintain a clean, organized space that feels secure and nurturing.
You may feel a strong attachment to your roots and are likely particular about preserving family traditions or maintaining a connection with your origins.
Your relationship with your mother is central, and you may feel a strong desire to care for her or seek her approval in some aspects of your life despite her being critical towards you.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 5TH HOUSE :
You are particular about who you date and have casual sex with, often having high standards when it comes to romantic partners.
Your hobbies and interests are selected with care, as you want to invest in activities that bring you both joy and fulfillment.
How you express yourself, particularly creatively, is something you are particular about, often aiming for precision and excellence.
You are selective about the type of entertainment or leisure activities you engage in, preferring those that are intellectually stimulating or provide meaningful joy.
Your relationship with children may be a significant theme, and you are likely particular about how you interact with them, whether they are your own or others.
You may have a strong focus on fertility and reproduction, with particular thoughts about starting or growing a family.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 6TH HOUSE :
This is a good position as virgo naturally rules the 6th house - you are particular about your diet, exercise routines, and overall health, following a structured plan for maintaining well-being. You could take very good care of your health as well, rarely falling ill or it could bend to the other extreme where you don’t take care of yourself at all.
Your daily routine is organized, and you thrive on creating order and consistency in your work and personal life.
You are particular about the treatment and care of your pets, often following a specific routine to ensure their well-being.
You approach illness and injury with a practical mindset, often preferring natural or holistic methods of healing.
You pay close attention to your workplace dynamics, desiring an efficient and organized environment where productivity and precision are prioritized.
Your work ethic is focused on detail and efficiency, ensuring that you meet the high standards you set for yourself.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 7TH HOUSE :
You have exceptionally high standards when it comes to romantic relationships and partnerships. You are very particular about who you date and who you are attracted to. Could attract A LOT of virgo placements too.
You can easily become disillusioned or repelled by partners who don't meet your standards lol, and you may quickly get the ick.
Your view of romance and marriage is grounded in practicality, and you are selective about the commitments you make.
You tend to be particular about how you present yourself in one-on-one relationships, always wanting to ensure your image aligns with the dynamic you're cultivating.
Your approach to your spouse or partner is thoughtful and often meticulous, with an emphasis on building a stable, reliable connection.
You are particular about your role in committed relationships and the expectations you have for your partner, including your thoughts on divorce and separation.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 8TH HOUSE :
You are particular about your secrets, how much you reveal to others, and who you trust with your private information.
The people with whom you share intimate connections, particularly sexual relationships, are carefully chosen, and you are selective in these deeply personal areas.
Trust is a major issue; you are very cautious about whom you allow to access your emotions and personal resources.
Your approach to shared financial resources and assets is grounded in practicality, and you prefer clear, well-defined financial agreements.
You are particular about how you process transformation and deep emotional changes, often requiring a thorough, methodical approach.
Opening up emotionally or vulnerably is something you approach with caution and selectivity, as you want to ensure you're sharing with those who truly deserve it.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 9TH HOUSE :
You are particular about the higher education you pursue, with a clear vision of which university or degree aligns with your intellectual goals.
Your beliefs are selective and are often based on practical considerations rather than blind faith though it could be the opposite too.
When it comes to travel, you are particular about the destinations you visit, preferably having an itinerary or a clear plan before travelling.
You approach spirituality with a critical and practical mindset, selecting practices and philosophies that resonate with your rationality.
Your relationship with teachers and mentors is important, and you are likely particular about how they guide or influence you.
You are selective about how you express optimism and expand your worldview, preferring approaches that feel grounded and purposeful.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 10TH HOUSE :
Maintaining a pristine reputation is a top priority, and you are very particular about how you are perceived by others, particularly in professional settings.
You tend to be selective about who you look up to, admiring figures who embody discipline, integrity, and precision.
Your career choices are driven by practicality and a desire for stability, and you may be particular about the path you choose to ensure it aligns with your values.
You are particular about how you present yourself to authority figures, such as bosses or mentors, and are mindful of how you are seen in a public context.
Fame and public recognition are areas where you proceed with caution, carefully considering the personal cost and how it affects your private life.
Your relationship with your father, particularly in terms of authority and influence, may be another area where you're particularly discerning in how it impacts your career.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 11TH HOUSE :
You are particular about who you share your "weird" side with, and you may reserve your more eccentric traits for close friends who accept you fully.
Friendships are important, and you are selective about the people you surround yourself with, preferring those who meet your intellectual and moral standards.
You are careful about the technology you use, being selective in the platforms and tools you engage with based on functionality and security.
The groups you associate with are important, and you may be particular about joining those that align with your values and future aspirations.
You have clear goals for your future and are particular about how your dreams align with your practical needs and long-term vision.
🪴 VIRGO IN THE 12TH HOUSE :
You are particular about isolation and how much time you spend away from the world, often seeking solitude to recharge and reflect.
You may be particular about indulging in substances, with some individuals avoiding them completely or the complete opposite.
When it comes to fears, you are methodical in understanding and addressing them, preferring to face them through rational thought rather than avoiding them.
Your approach to spirituality is careful and thoughtful, selecting practices that resonate deeply with you and align with your personal values.
You value your mental health and are selective about how much you share with others about your internal struggles.
You may experience a strong connection to your dreams and subconscious, often analyzing them with great care to better understand your own psyche.
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