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scarlet-bitch · 3 months ago

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"Do the Things You Said You'd Do to Me"

3.7k Eddie Munson X fem!reader, no use of Y/N, little to no description of reader, 18+ explicit content-porn with plot, fluff. No upside down, 90s AU set in '97 Eddie & Reader are mid twenties.

A/N: 90% of the time I'll hear a song and immediately think - I want to write about this. It's not always the song's actual theme but specific lyrics. This idea came to me while listening to Sailor Song by Gigi Perez. Feedback/likes/reblogs are greatly appreciated! Thanks for reading & as always, I hope you enjoy! XO, Scarlet 💋

Eddie's flavor was a mix of tobacco and cinnamon. He could brand it 'red squared,' the taste of Marlboro Reds and Red Hots always lingering on his tongue. Occasionally there was a hint of weed, but he didn't often get high with you. You asked why once, and he mumbled something like, "You get me high enough already."

It was undeniably cheesy but he meant it. You had him dizzy in love, so he liked to be completely cognizant, fully immersed in the moment with you. Unfortunately, right now, he couldn't be present at all.

Eddie had been on tour for a month, with three weeks still to go. You had the pleasure of going to the first few shows, but you had your own job so you were stuck in Indiana while your boyfriend was on the road.

Aside from a few brief phone calls -soft whispers of 'I love you,' 'I miss you,' and dirty vows of what’s to come- you two hadn't spoken while he's been away. You hadn’t been apart this long since before you got together and it was driving you crazy. You didn't just miss him—you craved him.

Craved him so much so, that this past week, you considered picking up a cigarette habit. If that wasn't already pathetic, you actually did buy a pack of Red Hots, stashing them in your nightstand for your late night indulgence. It wasn't enough to think about him—you needed to taste him.

You'd feel ashamed if it wasn't exactly the sort of thing Eddie would love to hear—how desperate you were for him. And god, were you desperate.

That's how you ended up vibrator in hand, Red Hots melting on your tongue, losing yourself in thoughts of Eddie. His pretty mouth-it held the filthiest promises, yet they spilled so sweetly. After the words would leave him he'd always smirk, corners of his plush lips drawing your gaze to his big doe eyes. Those godforsaken eyes-constantly feigning innocence when in reality they were a gateway to a deep abyss that threatened to consume you and without a doubt, you'd gladly allow it.

You're fully engrossed in your fantasy of imagining his gaze boring into your own while his sinful mouth's on your cunt. A lethal combination that always had your back arching off the bed. You could feel the orgasm building, the vibrations teasing you, getting you right to the edge, and then just like that-it's gone. You're snapped out of the moment by a loud ruckus from the apartment hallway. You click the vibrator off, straining to listen, hoping it's just your imagination.

A moment passes, and you don't hear anything else. The walls are thin, so you toss it up to your neighbor’s rowdy friends, who always acted as if no one else lives in the building. You try to refocus on thoughts of Eddie, but just as you click the vibrator back on, the noise came again.

Goddamn horror movies. You shut off the vibrator, tossing it aside, face flushed and beads of sweat gathering at your hairline as you let out a frustrated sigh. This is exactly why Robin offered for you to sleepover after your movie night earlier that evening. You should have accepted her invitation, because now, alone in your apartment, you can’t shake the feeling of Ghost Face lurking in the hallway.

The blissful knot that had been forming has been replaced with one of pure anxiety. As you can faintly hear what sounds like someone shuffling at your doorway. You want to get up from your bed, shut and lock your bedroom door but you're frozen in place. Panicked and second guessing if you even locked the deadbolt.

When you hear the familiar click of your front door, you know that you didn't. Heart racing in your chest as the sound of footsteps enter your apartment. Your stomach drops, and before you can plan your next move—

“Honey, I’m home!” Eddie’s voice rings out.

You shot out of bed, and bolted from your room. There he was, standing in your living room, duffle bag slung over his shoulder. The glow of the nightlight illuminating him, showcasing that smug grin of his. "Surprise!"

“What the fuck, Eddie?” you exclaimed, trying to catch your breath as you walked toward him. “That was terrifying! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

He chuckled, “That would defeat the purpose of the surprise, babe.”

“Surprise?! You almost gave me a heart attack!"

He laughed, stepping closer, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you into his arms. “I’m sorry for scaring you, baby. Harrington warned me you might be jumpy.”

“Um, who the hell wouldn’t be?” You laughed, then pulled away from his embrace. “Wait—Steve was in on this? Was Robin? Don’t tell me those assholes let me watch people get sliced up for two hours knowing you were going to break in!” You exclaimed, flinging your hands out with a scoff of disbelief. “How did any of you think this was a good idea?” You added as you made your way toward your end table.

"First of all, it's not breaking in when I have a key, and it's not like this was the plan, baby! I was supposed to be at Robin's hours ago, but my flight got delayed. They didn’t want to spoil it," he said, tossing the duffle bag off his shoulder. "I've been planning this for weeks. Robin said she tried to convince you to spend the night. She told me you insisted that Scream didn’t even scare you.”

“Well, it didn’t!” you defended as your fingers found the knob of the lamp, twisting it on. “Not while watching it, at least. At midnight when someone's at my door, that's a different story.” You laughed, turning back to him.

“Now that you know it’s just me, are ya still scared?” he asked, with his head cocked to the side and a devilish grin on his lips.

“A little,” you smirked. “The boyfriend's the killer after all.”

Eddie rolled his eyes playfully as he began walking towards you. For the first time tonight, he was fully taking you in: ruffled hair, rosy cheeks, pebbled nipples against the thin material of your oversized night shirt.

"Fuck, sweetheart you look..." His breath hitched, his jeans suddenly feeling too tight. "Did I interrupt something?"

"As a matter of fact, before your grand entrance I was quite busy.. didn't even get to finish." You whispered all sultry and sweet.

He wet his lips with his tongue, a soft swallow as he drank you in. "Guess I got here at the perfect time, huh?"

You nodded as you closed the distance between you both, arms snaking around his neck as his hands came to rest on your lower back, pulling you close, bodies pressed against each other. You could feel how hard he was already. With this proximity, Eddie wasted no time connecting his lips to yours. Within seconds his tongue was eagerly pushing its way into your mouth.

There it was. Smokey cinnamon hitting your tastebuds- heavy on the cinnamon as the candy coating on your own tongue amplified it. It was everything you'd been missing.

You couldn't help but moan into Eddie's mouth, tongues colliding in needy haste. Eddie's hands moved lower, sliding over your backside before bunching up the fabric of your oversized shirt and gripping the fat of your bare ass. He let out a hiss, as you pulled back with his lower lip caught between your teeth dragging it out slowly before letting go.

"Eds," you whispered, eyelashes fluttering up at him. "Would you please, do all the things you said you'd do to me."

A gravelly moan escaped him, the moment the words left your lips. "Come on," he said, taking your hand and guiding you toward your room.

As you both entered your bedroom, you took a seat on your bed as Eddie stood against the doorframe. His eyes landed on the box of Red Hots on the nightstand, raising an eyebrow at you, a teasing smirk on his lips. "I thought I caught that on your tongue."

"Yeah," you giggled. "I... I missed you a lot and I just, I needed to taste you."

Eddie watched as you moved the vibrator that was next to you on your bed, to set it on your nightstand. The full picture of what you'd been up to before his arrival, was now at the forefront of his mind. His cock was straining harder against his jeans as he watched you lean back against your pillows, patiently awaiting his next move.

Before tonight, it had been 27 long days since he last saw you, touched you, fucked you. In less than 36 hours, he would be back on a plane, and another 21 days would stretch before he saw you again. He needed to absorb every detail of this moment—the soft, warm light casting a glow across your features, the hunger in your eyes, and the way your chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath. Your oversized shirt enveloped you, concealing the skin he ached to touch. You looked breathtakingly beautiful, and knowing you had been just as desperate for him made his heart flutter.

"What was my needy girl thinking about while she touched herself, huh?" He asked making his way toward the bed.

"Oh y'know, just your pretty face between my thighs."

"Mmm, my favorite place to be," he groaned, dropping to his knees. His arms came up to your calves, urging you closer to the edge of the bed. Once you were settled, Eddie hoisted your legs over his shoulders, his arms wrapping around your thighs. He slid his right hand up, eager fingers pulling the material of your oversized shirt aside, exposing your glistening cunt. A guttural moan escaped his lips at the sight, the sound making your stomach flip.

"Shit," he sighed. "You're fucking dripping."

You let out a soft hum, anticipation gnawing at you as you watched him take a bite of the soft flesh of your left inner thigh, causing your breath to hitch.

Eddie trailed open mouthed kisses up the expanse of your thigh, his hot breath fanning over your core before he moved to your right thigh, giving it the same treatment until his mouth hovered over where you longed for him most.

"Please," you whimpered.

"If I remember correctly, I believe I said I'd tease you first."

"Eddie..." you whined, frustration lacing your tone. "Please don't. I've waited long enough."

Eddie took pleasure in teasing you, reveling in the intoxicating game of cat and mouse. He delighted in how you'd squirm and beg for his touch, your desperation only fueled his desire. But right now, there was absolutely no way he could drag this out.

"Don't worry, I'm only kidding. Been dreaming of savoring this pussy for weeks," leaning forward and sliding his tongue slowly through your folds.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck," you bucked your hips up instinctively, urging his tongue to press firmer as it fluttered back and forth against your clit. "Yes, right there, fuck."

The vibrations that reverberated from his mouth as he moaned against your cunt made you let out a harsh hiss. He worked quickly, lapping at your clit with an intensity that had your eyes squeezed shut from the sensation. Your mouth went slack, breathy gasps escaping as you realized how easily you were putty under Eddie's touch. In just minutes, you were already on the brink of your orgasm.

You couldn't come yet, not when you hadn't fully taken in the sight before you. Forcing your eyes open, you watched as Eddie devoured your cunt. His big doe eyes looked up at you, lust blown -he looked so beautiful like this. Your fingers threaded through his hair as his palms gripped your thighs, pressing into the doughy flesh.

His tongue moved lower, gliding toward your entrance, and you couldn't help but rut your hips against his mouth, fucking yourself on his tongue. Eddie stayed there for a moment before swirling back to your clit, sucking harshly. He couldn't speak with his mouth full, but those pleading eyes told you everything: he wanted you to come all over his mouth.

"Yes, just like that, Eddie! Missed this so fucking much... ahh, ahhh, missed yo-fuck, ohmygod, I'm go-" You let out a silent scream, as pleasure overtook you. Your legs clamped around Eddie's face, hands moving to squeeze your breasts as he continued to suck your clit. Your back arched off the bed, your entire body quaking from the release of your orgasm. Eddie kept licking at your sensitive cunt, his tongue drawing out every last shiver of pleasure as you struggled to catch your breath as you came down.

In your blissful haze, you watched as he slowly removed himself from between your legs, undressing at the foot of your bed.

He looked so beautiful, you were enamored by it. Your gaze following his tattoos, like a game of connect the dots. Admiring each of them as if this were the first time you were seeing them. You lingered on his most recent addition—a tattooed kiss above his left hip bone. You had a habit of kissing him there, and one day, after leaving a lipstick print, Eddie was so in love with how it looked, he decided to immortalize it in ink.

While you loved it, you also worried he might regret such an impulsive, permanent choice. He only smiled, assuring you, "I’ll forever be yours, so it might as well be branded on me."

"What're you thinking about, sweetheart?" Eddie asked pulling you out of your thoughts, his fingers toying with the waist band of his boxers.

"How pretty you are," you smiled, sitting up and leaning forward, replacing his hands with your own. Your lips brushed over the tattoo, eliciting a shudder from Eddie. You trailed soft kisses across his abdomen to his right hip bone, then slowly pulled down his boxers.

Your breath caught as his cock was revealed -so pretty, hard, and leaking pre cum. You pressed a gentle kiss to the tip, before teasing it with slow, soft licks.

"Christ," Eddie muttered through gritted teeth.

Your fingernails sank into his hips, sure to leave marks as you pulled him closer, taking his tip into your mouth and sucking.

"Ahh fuck," he moaned,

Normally, you'd bob your head, eager to take him fully. But the ache between your thighs was back, more intense than before.

You pulled back, eyes glistening-not from the act, but from the pure desperation you were suddenly feeling.

"I want more," you whined as you moved your hand to stroke his cock. "Want you to fuck me, Eds."

"Is that what'ya want," his hand coming to cup your cheek. "My cock inside you?"

You tightened your grip on his length, a desperate whine falling from your lips as you nodded. "Please."

Eddie inhaled sharply, his eyes fluttering shut at the sound of your voice pleading for him. Your words dripped with honey, sweet and melodic. "Lay back for me, sweetheart, and take off your shirt. I want to see all of you."

You obeyed, your heart racing as he reached for a condom from your nightstand. After rolling it over his length, he climbed onto the bed, settling on his knees between your spread legs.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his hands caressing your body, lips kissing the soft skin of your tummy and trailing up toward your breasts.

A chorus of moans escaped you as he suckled and nipped at your breasts. He moved slowly, working his way up to your collarbone and along your neck, every kiss a tantalizing reminder of what you craved.

You grabbed his face, crashing your lips against his in a hungry frenzy of teeth and tongue. "Eddie, stop teasing," you urged breathlessly, feeling him line himself up at your entrance.

He couldn't help himself, he'd been satiated enough from devouring you earlier, he had to taunt you a little. "That's half the fun, baby. Love seeing you so worked up," he growled, his hands squeezing your hips.

"Far past worked up."

He chuckled, "Yeah? Tell me how badly you want it."

"Don't want, need. Need you to fill me, Eddie."

"And I will, baby, I will. But it's been a while, maybe I should take my time?"

"No, I can handle it," you insisted.

"You can also be patient though, right?" He tsked softly, pressing the tip inside slowly. Your breath hitched as you mewled at the sensation.

A stream of praise tumbled from his lips, barely coherent as you saw stars from the stinging pleasure of his cock. He tantalized you with slow half thrusts, and you needed more. Arching your back, you wrapped your legs around him, pulling him deeper, your nails digging into his shoulders.

Eddie thrived on how needy you were, how much you made him feel desired. All he wanted was to give you everything you craved. He inched deeper, stretching you, filling you completely, both of you gasping at the sensation. He stayed still for a moment, savoring the tight warmth around him. "You feel so goddamn good," he groaned, beginning to move.

You were nearly in tears, eyes blown wide as Eddie found a steady pace, your nails now clawing at his back. "Feels perfect," you cried out.

"Sure does, sweetheart. Like you were made just for me," he groaned.

"All for you."

Eddie leaned closer, his left forearm braced against the bed, while his right pressed against your chest his hand gripping your neck gently. Your legs fell open, falling to the sides of his torso, over his spread thighs as he continued to thrust into you, at an increased pace.

The tension coiled tighter, building faster than you expected. You grasped his bicep with your right hand, the other clutching his forearm that was on your chest.

His face hovered over yours, gaze locked onto each others. The lust that once filled his eyes had transformed into something softer—half lidded and glistening, a reflection of pleasure and the surge of emotions swirling between you.

"Missed you so fucking much," he breathed removing his grip from your neck, to instead lace his fingers with yours and rest your hand against the mattress as he continued to pound into you.

You nodded your head, rendered absolutely speechless by the pure ecstasy his cock was giving you.

The room was filled with the sound of skin against skin, breathy gasps and lewd moans, as the two of you continued to lose yourselves within each other.

"That's it, baby. I can feel you clenching," Eddie coaxed. "Let go for me, I'm right there with you."

You let your orgasm wash over you, Eddie's thrusts never letting up even as he came with you.

As the height of pleasure dulled, he rolled his hips lazily, his forehead pressing against yours as your lips met in a soft collision.

"I love you," you murmured.

"I love you too," he replied, rolling onto his side to lie next to you.

You cuddled for a while, Eddie's fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin as he shared stories about the road and the gigs he's played. You caught him up on your job and what life had been like in Hawkins since he’d been gone, telling him all the details about your movie night at Robin's. You even joked that if it had been Ghost Face who "broke in" tonight, as long as you got the same treatment you just received, you wouldn't have minded.

"Halloween '97, here I come. No tricks, all treats—I’ll fuck you with the mask on," he teased.

You playfully nudged him, and he shrugged. "Just saying, I'm open to it," he laughed, reaching over you to grab the Red Hots from your nightstand, popping some into his mouth.

He was beaming at you, eyes bright and wide, sucking hard on the candy in his cheek. "I'll be right back," he said, hopping out of bed and throwing on his boxers.

"Where are you going?"

"I have something for you," he called as he headed into the living room.

You sat up, the comforter pulled over you, eagerly awaiting his return.

"It's not much," he said as he walked back into your room, arms behind his back. "And don't be alarmed that it’s been used."

"Okay," you replied, cocking your head to the side, eyebrow raised with a questioning smile.

Eddie made his way back onto the bed, sitting in front of you. "You weren't alone in going out of your way for uh... reminders," he laughed, revealing a bottle of your favorite perfume. "Sleeping on a bus is rough, okay? The motels aren't any better, and I just needed... you."

A soft giggle escaped your lips. "Oh my god, Eddie."

"I sprayed my pillow. The bus driver gave the me idea, said his wife sends him with her perfume every time he's away. The downside was that it made me increasingly horny. Like, I was popping a boner every time my head hit the pillow."

You were choking on your laughter.

"It's not funny, baby. Do you know how hard it is to jack off on a tour bus? Everyone can hear everything! I had to smother myself with the pillow to keep myself from fucking moaning but that only made it worse. The scent was just intensified, and felt like my head was just buried in your neck while I fucked my hand and I'd just moan louder."

You laughed, heart swooning that he'd been as much of a mess as you. "Well, at least we're both terrible at being apart."

"Tragically lovesick, I think they call it," he murmured, a teasing smile on his lips as he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to yours.

"When's your flight back?"

"Sunday at noon," he replied.

You glanced at the clock on wall. "So we've got 34 hours left, and I if I remember correctly," you teased using his own words from earlier. "I asked you to do the things you said you would."

"Right," he said a cheeky grin on his lips. "And I think I told you on our last phone call, that when I saw you, I'd make you cum once for every day we'd been apart. Is that right?"

"Mhmm. Only 25 more to go," you added.

"We better get to it then," he smirked.

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moviestarmartini · 4 months ago

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yellow flowers. — jude bellingham x gf!reader

él sabía, ella sabía y se olvidaron de sus flores amarillas.

summary: how can your relationship recover from such a serious argument the night before?

wc: 975

warnings: angst, not that much dialogue, like three words in spanish, established long-term relationship.

A/N: WHAAAAT?? GIGI POSTING TWICE IN A DAY??? its more likely than you think! thank las flores amarillas hehe.

now playing... flores amarillas from floricienta

The fight was stupid, really.

You both had to admit it was. Even then, that doesn’t take away the fact it snowballed into issues each of you held back for what seemed ages, and only ended up with Jude slamming the door on the way out of your apartment.

After hours of crying, your own exhaustion from the ordeal lulled you to sleep. When you rose up in the morning, neither your mind nor your body prepared for the fact it was a Saturday.

Nor the fact everyone and their mothers were receiving yellow flowers, something you’d always craved but were always just another bystander.

If you listened to that song again you might just rip your hair off.

You had a whole day planned with Jude after the game, he wanted to do something special, but the fact you couldn’t hold back your jealousy the night before was more than enough to dampen the idea, whatever it was.

For a second, you tried to put things on the positive side. A self-care day. In theory it was wonderful, but the second you sat alone in the bubbly bathtub, you broke down in tears.

You’d been together for years. You changed your whole life around him, learning German to go to school in the same country and planning your masters in Spanish. Maybe that was part of the reason he called you spineless; you adapted to other’s needs and perspectives easier. His words bounced around your head, each reminder taunting you more.

To top it all off, Spotify seemed to have a vendetta against you, your daylist was insanely depressing.

“Is this because he plays for Real Madrid?!” You spoke out into the world, growing frustrated with your situation.

That did spark an idea in your brain; or more of a reminder.

Jude had a game today. And you weren’t going to be there to watch him. That just made you jump out of the bath, get changed into decent clothes and leave the house for once to watch him at your best friend’s house upon her request, miserably so even when the team got their footing back up— knowing you should be in the stands cheering him on. But alas, you weren’t.

And you wondered if you would ever be again.

The moment he fell clutching his shoulder, your heart stopped. Tears welled in your eyes but you avoided letting them escape, remembering the long hours of work and recovery, the utter joy you felt when he informed both you and the team he was comfortable playing without the big chunky brace again. All that, and it crumbled down right before your eyes, like your relationship.

Still, you didn’t hesitate on reaching for your phone, not finding any elation on the team’s victory.

[ I know you don’t want to see or hear from me ]

[ But how’s your shoulder? I’m seriously concerned ]

You knew he wasn’t going to reply right away, and when your companion found out who you’d texted, she ripped the phone out of your hands and put it away for the reminder of your evening laced with white wine and take out sushi.

“Thank you for releasing me, master.” You joked by the time she gave you the mobile back, swallowing hard upon seeing Jude hadn’t replied.

He hadn’t even read it.

Now you were actually panicking, swallowing down the tears in the Uber and wishing the small elevator could go fast enough that you didn’t break down somewhere that wasn’t in the comfort of your home.

You were overwhelmed enough that you didn’t even take into account your door was unlocked when you clearly left it locked, nor the warm light coming from the tiny space under the doorframe.

“I’m sorry.”

Were the first words you registered before your eyes caught the indoor prairie your boyfriend had installed in your living room in the shape of yellow daisies.

Your eyes trailed the hundreds of petals before your eyes finally fell on him, scanning from his toes up to the apologetic expression he was carrying. Now it all made sense; your friend insisted on getting you out of the house for this. He didn’t reply because of this.

Though your heart was running at a whopping speed of thirty miles per second, your feet took you painfully slow— cautiously— towards him. You were still marveled, carefully watching where your sneakers landed to avoid stepping on the beautiful work he’d planned for you.

“Perdón,” Jude repeated, as if the words in Spanish meant so much more than the English language. He opened his mouth for what seemed to be a rant, but the way you squeezed the life out of him with a desperate hug left him speechless, followed by your hugs.

“I thought you— you were going to dump me and I would have to move back home and— and I can’t imagine that because I love you so much and that’s why I was scared!” You babbled between hiccups, trying to calm yourself down before his gentle hands cupping your face did the job spectacularly.

“I would be such a fuckin’ idiot to do that.” He couldn’t help but let out a laugh, not at you nor your claims, but at how ridiculous he had been.

“Te perdono,” You sniffled, your bottom lip still puckered up ever so slightly.

“But what’s all this?” You turned to look at the scene, something straight out of a Van Gogh painting.

“You thought I forgot with the thousand TikToks you sent me on this day?” He leaned in to kiss your forehead before pulling you into another warm hug.

“I also watch Gilmore Girls whenever you do. Whoops.”

Your laugh echoed as you snuggled closer to him in your upright position, being extremely thankful the last sentence of the song wasn’t your reality.

A/N: if y'all seriously thought it wasn't going to have a happy ending you clearly don't know me well enough rip

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thesirenisles · 5 months ago

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These notes are drawn from personal observation and celeb info found online. Mistakes are possible. If it does not apply, let it fly. Do not steal, rewrite, or copy any of my original writing.

Venus in the 4th This placement gives "favorite of the family" vibes. Matriarch. Everyone's rock, or most nurturing, family member. Mother of the coven. Nurturing figure of their "clan". Venus blesses the 4th house themes (family, roots, emotions, home, femininity.) This does not have to be blood relatives, could be chosen family. They can be extremely in tuned with the vibes of their group, literally psychic. This allows them to be emotionally valuable to others. The shoulder or bosom to cry on. Good relationship with the mother unless afflicted Venus or Moon.

Inner Planets in the first house is where the "conventionally pretty" faces come from & as a result these natives tend to have a lot of lookalikes! Not in a bad way obviously. But, I tend to see a LOT of doppelgängers for celebrities with this among normal people. Or you can confuse one for the other.

This is because the features are not too extravagant, but normally symmetrical or "normal" and conventionally accepted. I also feel with them being closer planets, people feel closer to these natives emotionally, as if they are "down to earth" or they get the notion that who they present is who they are.

Examples:

Mars 1st house: Nicki Minaj, Raven Symone, Taylor Swift. Stunning, but a lot of people are called their lookalikes. Random, but I noticed Nicki looks A LOT like Chaka Khan. etc. Many people have idolized these baddies as the North Star of Bad Bitchdom.

Venus 1st house: Jasmine Tookes (whose lookalike is Sydney Harper, both STUNNING with similar face structure) Meagan Good, Beyonce, Mya, Angie Jolie, Selena, Keke Palmer, Cameron Diaz, Rachel McAdams, Known for being attractive, Girl next door. But, again the facial features are symmetrical & not at all eccentric.

Mercury 1st house: Pixie/ elven look, pointed, arrow shaped nose, but in a pretty way. These folks have a signature mischievous smirk, like the trickster in Thoth (Mercury). Selena Gomez (also a Sun 1st), Mya Harrison, Anya T. Joy, Scarlett Johansson and Blake Lively (who both dated Ryan Reynolds lol he has a type!) Gigi and Bella H.

I do count the Luminaries within this lol. Simply, because we see the sun and moon visually in a very intimate way. This influence in the 1st house can create a very comforting vibe upon first meeting, like you know them! Sun is more so a golden aura, while the Moon native can literally tug on your heart strings.

Sun 1st House: Simone Biles, Nina Simone, Katt Williams, Doja Cat, 21 Savage. In Egyptian mythology, the sun god, Ra, rises with a Ram's head (in the form called Amun-Ra) from the 12th house here into the 1st house and the CHARISMA of these people is larger than life. Often, just flourish in the spotlight and super individualistic.

Moon 1st House: Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, SZA (her iconic love songs), Candice Swanepoel, Cardi B (not a fan, but people love her DOWN), Walt Disney (makes sense), Emma Roberts. These people are held near and dear to hearts. California also has Moon in the 1st, and probably has the most love songs of any state.

Neptune in the 1st No one talks about this enough but my favorite part of having Neptune in the 1st house is being underestimated. The illusions of Neptune become a weapon or even defense mechanism after the native does the work to see and define themselves clearly. When no one can affect your self-perspective, you become a force to reckon with! POWERFUL! No longer naive and wandering... but an expert communicator and healer.

Venus in Leo man when undeveloped, I have seen this manifest often in 2 ways: 1. Going for the "trophy" partner in the pursuit of aesthetics. 2. In fear of being emotionally wounded, going for a loyal partner who they perceive to have less options than them. These men like adoration and devotion in love. They want you to value their time and presence with your love and attention. They do tend to have options, as they easily command attention wherever they go. In its' highest vibration, they have a true lover with whom they can shine with by their side. But, their ego may be connected to the partner, which leaves them open to deep hurt if they are betrayed romantically.

7th house placements Yes, you attract many relationships, but you attract the ones you WANT when you have mastered 1st house qualities of self. (Identity and personal motivations that guide you)

Venus square Pluto In my personal experience, this can indicate stalkers/hidden enemies among female friends and women. SO much shade being thrown when you’re not around. There will be a feminine force of some kind that can’t stand your existence because they WANT your perceived worth (Venus). I have seen hairstyles copied, style stolen, & reputation assaults. This is dangerous because Pluto energy is obsessive and at its worst, someone could hate your guts with envy. More on this soon because I have so many horror stories.

Mercury in Leo is such a gift of a placement. With Leo defining the verbal persona and mentality of Mercury, this native can charm anyone. With the voice (mercury) in the sun, your thoughts bring literal warmth to all. They’re so easy-going and set a tone of comfort (sun) in their social spaces. They get the invites and they bring the vibes! Several of our recent presidents have this placement & it makes sense because these natives can communicate with your heart and soul! No matter how famous, they still seem like humble people and are often adored as visible leaders. Examples: Barack O., Kevin Hart, Selena Gomez, Andy Warhol.

Venus in the 8th Men are hiding SOMETHING. Possibly another relationship and possibly darker sexual tastes that were never explored. I know someone with this placement and he has literally cheated his entire life, NO CAP. He also had a preference for darker women, which seems very 8th house. The flip side to this is that he was put in a position by life where he had to depend on the women (Venus) in his life financially (shared resources, other people's funds). The SAME women he hurt... yikes.

Uranus is in retrograde beginning today, 9/1/2024 until 01/30/2025! Are you ready to radically transform? Check your Uranus placements in solar return & natal to see where this transit is specifically affecting you most. This is a time to reflect and redefine our approaches to freedom, individuality, and progress, both personally and as a collective. There can be revelations about yourself and your role in the larger context of society. Could this be the death of social media and celebrity idolization? Could this be an awakening of our people seeing how flawed and misleading our education systems are? How the CIA is yet again trying to socially condition us.. this time by way of pushing themselves into our social media apps and the washed-up film tropes? We shall see!

Mars in Capricorn I noticed that several of our favorite female child stars/actors have this placement. I believe there is a huge burden (Saturn) that’s placed upon these natives in regard to responsibility and the burdens of adulthood. These natives can feel or try to carry themselves as if they are much older than they are. The most classic case is Aaliyah! She literally married a man twice her age (Saturn) at 16. She was born in to a family of stars and thrust into the hands of male predators & the pressures of stardom. I think of Raven Symone, whose father put her to vigorous entertainment work as early as a toddler! She often speaks about not having a childhood or time to develop the self. Often blessed with a very natural sex appeal and exude a stoic energy. Others look up to them despite the fact their inner world could be burning. They rock trauma like a limited edition designer bag. They are role models even if young. They work tirelessly to prove themselves usually to an authoritative or male figure (Capricorn). ( father, uncle,, etc.) Attract much older suitors and may even prefer them. (Saturn) I think people forget how dark and depraved Capricorn mars can get. Verrry kinky.. Can be promiscuous at a point in life. (Examples: Aaliyah, Selena, Lindsay Lohan, Drew Barrymore, Christina Aguilera).

Mars in Capricorn men can be quite cynical! Life has taught them to be no-nonsense and that is their energy with everything. However, I have noticed many of them can turn on the the “James Bond” archetype perfectly. Mr. Charismatic. These men are often natural male role models. This often allows them to not chase but rather attract others like a planet into their gravitational orbit. (Examples: Brad Pitt, Bob Marley {with his 12 kids, wife, and SEVERAL girlfriends lol}, Jake Gyllenhal, The Weeknd, Neymar, YG, Marlon Brando) However, they can be very crass in sex, especially if it's casual. They may even be addicts at one point, tirelessly seeking something more.

Venus in Libra man may be in the search of a Goddess. Similar to Virgo, with attention to detail.. They can take on an even more judgmental standard for their lover. In example, the Libra may care about the quality of the clothing you wear, how your hair is done, etc. I don't feel that they'll try to change you. It's more so that they gravitate towards the woman who seems to exude "femininity" in their eyes. I have noticed these men can be mother's boys. Libra is not favorable with the Father (sun), but it is excellent with the mother. Libra is a masculine sign in a feminine planet ruled by a Goddess, Ma'at. They may expect their lover to be their peace, their oasis away from the unbalanced world.

Mars in Pisces men are male sirens! Not talked about enough. They are so much wiser than they let on. Neptune blesses them with intuition and they are receptive to your energy. Often close with their sisters or other female family member and have built an understanding of women. Their charming but absent-minded, secretive, push & pull, nonchalant act is literally well-dressed manipulation lol. This is a Pisces theme, of course, with Neptune ruling illusion. However, Big Papi Jupiter has a hand in this too and that explorer energy gifts the Pisces placement with a rich inner world. Whether they choose to invite you to the depths is the question...Whether they choose to stay....

Mercury in Sagittarius how often are people visibly shocked by what you have to say? Indicator of being naturally blunt, may even have “foot in the mouth”. which is where you kind of spill the beans without meaning to or say the thing that kills the mood. LOL As a sag rising, I get it.

Venus in Cancer Men King of Cups energy. Venus and the moon are double feminine energies and these natives desire a person who embodies mothering energy or femininity. They desire a safe space, possibly seeking a wife and caretaker. At its best, this energy is compassionate and loving. But, in a man… this can get tricky. Thick: King of Cups reversed energy. They could seek a feminine figure to depend on and dump their feelings on. The claw energy can make these men VERY CLINGY and emotionally manipulative, especially if their Venus or moon is mal-afflicted. This can be quite overbearing for an unsuspecting lady. This man must ensure that he and his prospective lover is clear about his emotional expectations in the relationship.

Neptune in the 5th Rom Coms. Romantic novels. Day dreaming about their crushes. This native may indulge in fantasies about their ideal romantic dating scenarios. But, they may not know how to achieve this in real life. Additionally, friends and family may know very little about their dating life or on the flip side others can project their opinions on your relationship. Define your dating standards and never desert them or define your relationship and no one else's input will matter.

Mercury opposite Moon is such a tense aspect. Your heart is traveling North while your lips speak from the South. You either can’t find the words to express a feeling or feel ashamed of how you feel when you expect yourself to adhere to “logic”. It’s an extremely rough introspective journey with this aspect. These issues often stem from the nature of the relationship with the mother (moon). What she expected of you, may not have aligned with how you truly felt. Or she may have been easy to talk to but not very nurturing. This led to you disassociating with how you truly feel… long enough to nearly detach from it. I suggest journaling in the most raw fashion. How long have you been shutting down your feelings?

Jupiter in Libra may find their luck after marriage. I have a cousin who's life completely changed when they got married. This happened around their Saturn return as well. Within a year of marriage, this native purchased two homes, got an incredible job, and a beautiful baby. Their partner came with assets.

Venus in the 12th This native's love life can be very similar to still water… with currents rushing beneath. It's not far-fetched for hidden lovers or unfinished business to come out of nowhere while they've started something new. Those they love or who love them can dream of them. These natives can connect to your subconscious, wittingly or unwittingly. There can be secrets in the realm of love that leaves this person always choosing the wrong one. The giving, almost Jesus-like energy of this placement is a danger to those who aim to manipulate or drain them. Beware the JUDAS. Jealousy. Projections from both men and women are possible here.

Solar Return Observations🌞

🌞 Uranus in the 3rd: indicates a year that will require some serious resourceful thinking and lots of mental flexibility. Surprises in your immediate surroundings. There could be an introduction of knowledge that elevates your way of existing or spiritual vibration. Be open minded, even when things look rough… Uranus aims to propel you on your path!

🌞 Uranus in the 1st: Indicates a year of radically redefining self! Just when things appear gloomy and the sky is gray for miles… a bright bolt of Uranian light illuminates! Allow yourself to go with the flow on those “light bulb moments”. You are the main character. Pursue yourself. 💅🏾Allow yourself to let people know who you are and what you stand for. Be proud of your individuality! Unapologetically.

🌞 Venus in the 5th House: Honestly, I just want to ask if you’re having fun this year? This placement looks incredible on paper. Indicates Venusian blessings in the house of dating, hobbies, and fun! Sounds like an array of suitors, romantic dates, and lots of creative expression! Fun times.

🌞 Jupiter in the 9th: Go for that degree, online course, certification, etc. if it’s been on your mind! This is a great year for expanding your mind and perspective. Indicator of spiritual growth and even possible blessings with travel! Jupiter is expanding the 9th house of higher education, travel, religion, etc. If you have the chance to travel, take it. On another note, this could be a year of teaching others! Especially if you have been gaining expertise in something that you’re passionate about.

🌞 Pluto in the 8th: Metamorphosis type of year. Toxic relationships may come to a climax this year. Drastic changes in the financial situations whether positive or negative. Confronting your fears and any deep-seated trauma. There can be a lot of major changes and endings that beget new beginnings. That’s the positive! I think of this like a snake shedding is skin Pluto is in its domicile and it’s here to transform you into a more powerful soul.

🌞 Sun in the 4th: Emotional intelligence and security can be big factors. You may play a vital role in the life of a family member. Give in to the urge to nurture yourself, create a safe space, heal your emotional wounds, and spend time with those you love. Could also signify home improvements or finding a found-family after a time of feeling alone.

🌞 Mars in the 6th: Mars brings ambition and aggression to the 6th house. May feel the urge to girl boss up your health and self care regimens. Workout routine upgrade. Diet upgrade. It's giving gym babe vibes. On the other hand, this can bring some aggression into the work place, most likely as a reaction to you being more assertive and taking on leadership roles. Be mindful of what you spend energy on because you have powerful energy propelling you in daily duties or routines.

Thank you for reading!!

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robin - LECLERC

pairings charles leclerc x fem!singer!reader (fc: gigi hadid + pinterest)

summary fans get a look at charles’ family

warnings a baby + pregnancy (the baby is the entire plot point and one pregnancy mention) poorly translated french, some taylor swift songs are used as readers songs. HUGE TIMESKIPS (sorry lol)

notes we are BACK!! for the time being at least,, sorry for being gone again😣 also im using gigi again because i had this one specific photo in mind of her pregnant!!

notes 2 kind of short but i want to try and gain some more motivation buuuut in my absence from writing ive created a rec blog so i can show you all my favorite works by all the incredible writers on here! @81folklore-library

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yourusername • may 2020

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(im)patiently waiting to meet you tiger 🐯🩵

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charles_leclerc you are glowing mama🌟

yourusername charlie🥹

lewishamilton cant wait to meet the little one, you’re doing amazing yn!

yourusername thank you lewis💜

user44 you are gorgeous omg

user23 i can’t believe charles is going to be a dad soon

user2 it feels like its flown by

user17 i love that they call their baby tiger☹️

user6 me too!! i hope it sticks as a nickname

arthur_leclerc lunch again soon?

yourusername of course art! let me know when🤍

yourusername • january 2021

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our little tiger blessed our lives a few months ago and we couldnt feel more overjoyed to have her. we want to thank those around us for their continued support during our first months of parenthood

tiger, we cant wait you grow into a beautiful young girl and we are already so proud of you🐯🩵

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charles_leclerc so happy i get to be a dad with you🩵

charles_leclerc i love you so much im so proud of you

yourusername i love you charlie, thank you for everything

lorenzotl toi et charlie êtes de merveilleux parents 🩷🩷 (translation you and charlie are wonderful parents)

yourusername merci! revenez bientôt, vous êtes toujours le bienvenu! (translation thank you! come back soon, you are always welcome!

user55 theyre parents🥹🥹

user80 oh im sobbing this is so lovely😭😭

user17 they still call her tiger☹️☹️

user49 im confused is that the babies name?

user17 no they just call her tiger in public, we dont know her name! they started calling her tiger when they found out they were going to be parents and it seems to have stuck!!

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user32 i was listening to never grow up when i saw this post🥹🥹

user47 congratulations guys!!

yourusername • september 2024

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happy birthday little tiger, it has been a joy to watch you grow into the wonderful girl that you are (please stop mama cant handle you getting bigger🥹)

you are so incredibly loved and i hope you feel that every day, i hope you have a wonderful day today and everyday baby!

happy birthday love mama and papa🐯🩵

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charles_leclerc happy birthday angel, we love you🐯

olliebearman happy birthday tiger!!

yourusername see you soon darling🩷

lewishamilton i can’t believe she is already four🥹💜

yourusername time really flies by🥹

user67 SHES SO BIG NOW😭

user5 right?! i remember when yn posted her on charles back☹️

user52 these pictures are so cute oh my god😭😭☹️☹️

user60 actually my favorite family ever🥹

user21 i feel so emotional knowing ive watched this family grow

user19 is anyone else sad charles hasnt posted the annual story?

user37 theres no way he just stops,, she has so many more songs☹️

user66 wait im new what are we talking about?

user37 because charles and yn write the birthday captions together, charles started posting a picture of tiger with a song yn has written about children or babies etc (example: last year it was never grow up!) and she has so many more songs that would fit but he hasnt made one this year :(

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tiger its your birthday surprise; Robin out now🐯

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yourusername📌 ps robin is not tigers name🩵

charles_leclerc thank you for letting me on a song🫶

yourusername always baby

charles_leclerc we love you tiger🐯

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[song used: Robin by yn text: way to go tiger🐯🩵]

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gemma: NO, you're just offering them to me, I'M making a conscious decision as a grown woman to do the drugs you offer me 🩷 there's a difference 🩷 gemma: you're my self preservation 🥺

eric: i’m telling you to do DRUGS

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Can we get Joe dad where the five kids in the future stumble upon his trophy collection and they get caught by their dad wearing his future Super Bowl rings

is this like.. a series now? cause i kinda love jj, gigi and rosie. also the only reason why i don't do five kids is cause thats too many names to remember 🙂‍↕️

the kids were supposed to be playing outside. you’d sent them off with water bottles and sunscreen while joe was in his office, tackling emails. but the moment the house grew a little too quiet, you knew they were up to something.

“it’s fine, mom,” rosie had said earlier, brushing you off when you tried to give them more instructions. “we’re just gonna play tag.”

except they weren’t outside anymore. the faint sound of giggles led you down the hall to joe’s office, the door left slightly ajar. as you got closer, you heard jj’s unmistakable voice.

“guys, look at this!”

“jj, you’re not supposed to touch that!” gigi hissed, her voice a mix of exasperation and curiosity.

“it’s fine! dad won’t care,” jj insisted.

pushing the door open, you found the three of them huddled around joe’s display shelf, the one he never made a big deal about but kept neatly organized. jj, of course, was at the center of the chaos, holding one of joe’s future super bowl rings in his hand. his other hand was already wearing another, slightly too big for his small fingers but still sparking with pride in his eyes.

“jj!” rosie whisper-yelled, glancing over her shoulder as if she expected joe to materialize out of thin air. “you’re gonna get us all in trouble!”

“it’s just a ring,” jj said with a shrug, twisting it around on his finger. “look, gigi, put one on. they’re so cool!”

gigi hesitated for all of two seconds before giving in, sliding a ring onto her thumb because it was the only finger it would fit. “whoa,” she breathed, turning her hand in the light. “this is actually awesome.”

rosie, the voice of reason, crossed her arms. “i’m not doing it. dad said we’re not supposed to mess with his stuff.”

“rosie, live a little!” jj said, grinning. “besides, he probably doesn’t even care.”

“doesn’t care about what?”

the deep, familiar voice froze all three of them in place. they turned slowly to find joe leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, an eyebrow raised. his expression was more amused than angry, but the kids didn’t seem to notice.

jj was the first to recover, straightening up and holding out his ring-clad hand. “uh… hey, dad. we were just… trying them on.”

joe stepped into the room, taking in the scene—jj looking guilty but still a little proud, gigi wide-eyed and fidgeting with the ring on her thumb, and rosie standing off to the side like she’d already written herself out of the story.

“you were just trying them on, huh?” joe said, crouching to jj’s level.

jj nodded, swallowing hard. “yeah. they’re really cool.”

joe studied him for a moment before a slow smile spread across his face. “you think so?”

jj’s face lit up. “totally! i mean, look at this—” he held up his hand, the ring gleaming in the light. “—it’s like… legendary.”

joe chuckled, reaching out to ruffle jj’s hair. “legendary, huh? well, they’re not just for wearing around the house, bud. these mean something.”

gigi chimed in, her curiosity getting the better of her. “what do they mean, dad?”

joe glanced at the shelf, his gaze softening. “it means a lot of hard work, a lot of teamwork, and a lot of people who believed in each other. but most importantly,” he said, looking back at them, “it means always having your team’s back—just like we do in this family.”

the kids exchanged glances, the weight of his words sinking in.

“so… are we in trouble?” jj asked hesitantly.

joe grinned, standing up and crossing his arms again. “let’s just say you’re lucky your mom didn’t catch you first.”

“too late,” you called from the doorway, unable to keep the smile off your face as all three kids whipped around to look at you. joe’s laugh filled the room, and before you knew it, jj was shoving the rings back onto the shelf with gigi’s help, both of them apologizing at the same time.

rosie, of course, was already halfway out the door, muttering something about how she knew this would happen.

“next time,” joe said, herding them toward the living room, “just ask. maybe i’ll even tell you the stories behind them.”

“really?” jj asked, his eyes lighting up.

joe nodded, throwing an arm around his son’s shoulders. “really. but first, you’re all on dish duty tonight.”

the collective groan that followed was almost worth the chaos.

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