#emphasis on the comfort part

[uselessmicrowave]

Blitzwing + comfort sex? afab trans masc reader? maybe a ‘good puppy’ in there

“Good boy.” Blitzwing runs his servo up your body, from your thighs to just below your chest. “Good puppy, doing very well.” Icy avoids touching your chest, afraid it’d make you uncomfortable. Instead, he pushes his spike into you, just a little farther while cupping your face.

You smile and look up at him. For a moment, dysphoria melts away from your body, and it’s just you and Blitzwing. No distractions or negative thoughts to pry you away from this.

“Thank you, Blitzwing.”

“What? No.” His faceplates spin, you’re faced with a glowing red visor. “No thanking me. This is about you, handsome.” He emphasizes his statement by giving you a kiss on the forehead. You chuckle at his silly maniorisms. You don’t need to be coddled, well, maybe you don’t need to be. Blitzwing thinks you do need this, to be cared for and reaffirmed on your manliness (and Blitzwing’s right).

[berry-nonnie]

Sneegsnag my beloved

He got so little screen time 😔 I'll ask him some things next season

He's so blorbo

[miqojak]

Does your OC observe any ceremonies or festivals of remembrance? Who do they memorialise? How does your OC feel on these occasions?

Actually, there's a piece (Here!) I wrote about exactly this! (Technically, there's a second piece as well - I made it a sort of New Year's/Heaven's Turn tradition for her, after the first one I wrote about here - I wrote about the second one, but I can't find that piece atm...) However, I can talk about it a little OOC as well, though she talks about it in her own weird way in the writing. She's a person carved out by seemingly endless sorrow - it has broken her in a lot of ways, and made her a harsher person than she might have otherwise been... but she has never forgotten who it was all for: her Tribe. Her family. Her home. Her people. Ala Mhigo, yes - but the J Tribe, mostly.

And they are all gone. She is the only one left. She has a lot of trauma surrounding the types of deaths her family had, as well - how dehumanized they were as a people... little more than 'savage beastmen' to their captors. So in remembrance, she is somber. She is grave. She is quiet... she is on the edge. Family was everything to her people - tribe was what was important, and now she is utterly, and singularly alone; the only one left to light a memorial fire. It weighs on her heavily - the weight of a legacy she can see the end of - knowing she is the end of it. Every memorial fire marks one year closer to the end of the Jackal.

Speaking of the memorial fire! I can't find the right word for it, but it's effectively a funeral tradition I've come up with for the J tribe about burning the bones of the fallen, since they are a nomadic desert people - she didn't have the bones of her own fallen people, here, so she used mostly animal bones ( ...don't ask about the others). You build a sort of... small, pyramid-like structure out of the cleaned bones of the fallen, essentially weaving in flammable tinder, and light it up! Send off the fallen warrior's spirit by lighting a beacon to call the Jackal to guide them to the afterlife ( ...and you know, to keep their loved ones' bodies from being dug up to be eaten by desert wildlife). Jak has a lot of survivor's guilt - though, oddly enough, that's what has kept her alive when she really hasn't wanted to be, at times... knowing that all those dead people, all her dead loved ones? Their deaths would be for nothing, if she doesn't achieve something with her life - if she doesn't live it to the fullest, and do whatever it takes to come out on top in life... which isn't the healthiest outlook either, but it's given her a healthy will to live when she had little left.

Once a year, she gets to just go be alone and let all that sad out, all that regret and loneliness - and not be afraid to do so. Taking off her 'armor' is a rare thing.

[treehuggeranonymous]

Did anyone else accidentally write whump today? Like, sometimes characters aren't in a great place mentally and you want to have a logical explanation for that and your backstory accidentally psychologically traumatises the character so much that they're literally disassociating by the second chapter.

[lilacxquartz]

love you, love you, love you;

mr. crawling x reader

plot: some things are best expressed without the need of words — themes: spooning/cuddling, smut, maybe yan vibes — w.c: 1.1k

a/n: my first homicipher related fic. i want to try one for mr. silvair & mr. gap next, bc they were also my favs. this game has been taking over my life so much lately. like it’s been in my dreams, haaah.

masterlist • ao3

Mr. Crawling was always loud when he was excited within your company; his laughter filled out the vast empty spaces that were otherwise unadorned with familiarity. Whatever you once sought from those winding corridors was ever-fleeting, temporary, leaving you stuck within the confines of his company.

Yet, when he felt what you could only interpret as affection—that’s when Mr. Crawling then became different—quiet, soothing, kind but also… curious.

And when you would usually sleep, he would stand watch, knelt over the floor as per his usual stance but sometimes crouched near you, sometimes leaning back against the wall with his legs pressed up against his chest. He would watch you as his life depended on it, unwavering in focus and with eerie intensity. He would watch as your chest rose and fell, leaning close on occasion to catch the sweep of your breath and sometimes, he would trace the pad of his milky fingertips in long, languid strokes against your face. Always so delicate, so tender, but for the most part, quiet and even shy.

Having once caught a glimpse of Mr. Gap in your blanket space, however, set something territorial off for Mr. Crawling and he was never able to recover from such an invasion. The very idea that someone else was able to infiltrate what he deemed to be your space—especially someone who he disapproved of—wasn’t something he could stand for. Especially with the sort of trickster Mr. Gap was, he couldn’t bear to see you get hurt. It would kill him on the inside (and on the outside, too).

So, just as you were getting into bed to rest up once more, he too, slipped in under the covers with you. At first, you were startled as usual, turning to face him with confusion evident in your eyes, murmuring out some words in a language that he still could not understand. He repeated something back, the meaning lost and indecipherable upon your ears, though soon surrendering to emphasis using gestures instead. A hug to bring you closer, a reassuring pat on your head and a small, longing kiss over your nose.

You listened to his words again, repeating over and over like a broken record.

Perhaps he meant no harm, after all.

You turned your back to him and settled into his chest, finding that he was surprisingly warm for what he was. His taller frame encased your body, wrapping his ashen arms around your waist—accidentally brushing the fabric that sat over your breast—nicking the cloth ever so slightly. Your breath hitched in surprise and as though in sheepish realisation, he withdrew right away, terrified that you were upset with him.

You drew out a long breath, reminding yourself again, that after everything that has happened thus far…

That, Mr. Crawling does not want to hurt you.

That Mr. Crawling has only ever helped you.

So perhaps, right now, Mr. Crawling only wanted to be closer to you.

You relaxed your breathing, settling into his comforting shadow once more and allowed for his presence to envelop you. He repeated the soothing motions of his grappling arm, although he held onto you softer that time. His hands explored your body with a delicate touch, as though afraid of breaking you—of upsetting you again—his motions growing confident the longer that you didn’t protest. It wasn’t long before he, otherwise not disturbed by your lacking, conscious awareness, decided to explore further with you. Mr. Crawling’s fingers didn’t ask for permission that time, creeping beneath the clinging fabric, feeling your skin against his palms, inviting a pleased, almost delighted smile to curl on his lips.

The silence remained unbroken as Mr. Crawling continued his explorative focus on you; the quickly-building evidence of his need growing harder the longer he pushed himself behind your body, the repeated touches arousing something warmer within him. To both his surprise as well as your own—you were not repulsed, allowing him to creep even lower, below the skirt of the dress and up, brushing his hand up to your exposed skin and, reading into it—you communicated your consent from the moment you parted your legs, allowing him to get even closer.

Confidence surged in Mr. Crawling as he pushed himself into your hilt, allowing his hardened length to slip inside. Betraying the stagnant silence, he shuddered out a ragged gasp before giving into his own rising need; grinding himself into your sopping sex with steadily increasing fervour. His fingers clamped around the curve of your hips as he held you in place, slamming every last inch of himself deep into your core.

Ever touch-starved yet wanting nothing more than to surrender to the sensation of you, Mr. Crawling continued to drive his cock into your needy cunt, soon wrapping his winding arms around your body and holding on tight. He bucked intensely as you soon succumbed to breathless whimpers, incoherently begging for his name. Equally desperate whines rolled off the slip of his tongue as he found his lips pressed into the crook of your neck, dampening your skin with sloppy wet kisses—as many as he could give.

It felt overwhelming for you in a way to be worshipped like this but you did your best to keep up with such intensity, especially as the warm, tingling pleasure built up inside of you, too. You held on just as tight as he did, your hand seeking out his own—fingers weaving into his bony digits—interlocking and squeezing tight the closer you got, your grip and otherwise clenching need tightening simultaneously. To feel him losing himself inside of you was dare you admit, addicting, feeling him completely fill and stretch you out leaving you almost dizzied from the impaling force.

Mr. Crawling, like you, soon surrendered to the rolling bliss from the flick of his hips, feeling a surging warmth mount and rise, encouraging him to lose himself to the searing heat of the moment and you. Encircling your body in a possessive hug, he suddenly began to mutter out a new word in a strained mantra, again and again.

Given how desperate he seemed to be, you understood the meaning as ‘close’, especially as his actions grew more strained and less controlled.

“Close, close, close,” he repeated.

It didn’t take his chased release to catch up as his hips grew to a stutter, rutting out one final pump before melting into you. Mr. Crawling cried into your neck, spilling out the entirety of his overflowing love, feeling the pent-up devotion trickle down your thighs—yet not letting you move away—still retaining his claim on you.

Instead, he kept you even closer than before, not allowing you to part from him ever again (despite understanding your yearning for rest).

Words were never the problem, it seemed.

Mr. Crawling would have always found a way to… connect with you.

[nanaslutt]

Bodyswap w/ Gojo part 2

part 1, here

Contains: fem reader, caught masturbating, teasing, dirty talk, rough sex :3, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, multiple orgasms, kinda selfcest?? (they’re in each others body’s while they fuck), spanking

MDNI

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"Ahh! F-fuck, mmm-" Gojo's voice could be heard from the other side of the door, with squelching accompanying the lewd moans into the hallway. Gojo pressed your body up to the door quietly, listening to you use his body to get off after telling him to not even look at yours in the shower. Someone's a little hypocrite~ he internally cooed, fighting back a giggle.

As full of Gojo was of himself, he wasn't the type of guy to get off on his own moans, but he did find it arousing that you were in his body and were using him like some slut for your own pleasure. He waited patiently until he heard his body cum, still pressed against the door until the sighing and shuffling on the other side of the door died before he knocked to announce his arrival.

Here the two of you lie, in your room in silence while Gojo stares at the poorly tucked away cum rag you used to clean up your mess under your bed. "Ahh~ I always feel so much better after a shower." He sighs, starting up a conversation. "Mmm, me too." You mumbled, still staring at the ceiling from your place on the bed. "Yeah? Why don't you go take one?" He asked, walking over to your bed and making himself comfortable as he lay against your pillows.

"Gross Satoru, I'm not taking a shower in this body, unless I have to.. and who said you could sit on my bed?" You chastized, setting yourself up on your forearms to look at him, finding that it was still hard to make eye contact. Every time you did you were reminded of what a pervert you had been, and how you probably almost got caught.

"No? You don't feel dirty?" He asked pouting out his bottom lip teasingly, insistent on keeping his eyes glued to yours even tho yours tried to avoid his like the plague. "Why would I feel dirty? You had your infinity on during the fight, you're spotless." You rambled. "Maybe, but don't you feel the need to wash up after you cum?" He said, leaning your head in his hands as he smiled at you from under your lashes.

You felt your entire body heat up at his words, you had the same feeling as when you took one too many candies as a kid and your parents called you out for it. You could feel your face heat up and your palms become sweaty. You tried to play dumb, making brief eye contact with your body and noticing the smug look Gojo had manipulated on its face, before plopping your head back down on the bed as you laid flat and made yourself at home by staring at the ceiling once more.

"W-why is that relevant?" You questioned, hoping somehow that Gojo hadn't somehow caught on to what you did in his body, you thought you had been so careful! "Playing coy doesn't sound good when it's coming from my voice~" He said, dragging out his words for emphasis as he sat straight, looking down at his form as you lay still on the bed. Fuck, how did his technique work again? He could teleport, right, maybe if you just closed your eyes realllly hard and focused you could excape this horribly awkward conversation.

You tried, you really did, but to no avail. When you opened your eyes you were still looking at your tan ceiling, and you still saw your body looking down at you through your peripherals. "Did it feel good?" He asked, making your face heat up. "It sounded like it felt good." He giggled. "Y-you were listening?" You gasped, looking into your eyes now as the two of you kept eye contact. "I don't think that really matters when you violated my body when I was away~" He cooed, making a strong point. You still couldn't help but feel embarrassed thinking about how much me might've heard.

"S-Satoru I'm sorry, really, I have no excuses I just- fuck I don't even know what came over me." You blushed, trying to keep eye contact with yourself to seem more sincere as you spoke to him. "Ahh~ I cant believe you would do this after you yelled at me to not even look at your body~" He said dramatically, wrapping your arms around your body to block off your view and make you look smaller as he pretended to feel violated.

The white-haired man was having so much fun right now, it wasn't every day he got to tease you like this, so he figured why not drag it out a bit. You started apologizing profusely, saying over and over how sorry you were before your own laugh cut you off. "S-sorry." He stuttered through a laugh, whipping his own smile off your face as he dropped your chin down to look at you in faux seriousness. Something told you he didn't care as much as he said he did.

"It's amusing to hear you grovel like this, I didn't mean to laugh out loud." He confessed, making your face heat up in annoyance. You were mad that you had zero ground to chastise him right now as if he really was upset about this whole thing, you didn't want to make it any worse. "It did feel good though right?" He asked again, biting your lip as he scooted closer to his body. "My cock is sooo sensitive I bet you were having a field day~ I don't blame you for not being able to stop~" He sympathized, using your hand to rub over his abs, a sensation that made your skin tingle under his touch.

"S-satoru-" You tried to interrupt him, "Did you play with my balls too? I never last long when I do that." He added, lowering his hand to rub over his v-line as he watched the tent in his pants grow slowly and steadily at his words. "Satoru what are you d-doing?" You managed to ask, his voice coming out meek and submissive. The man hummed, caressing his hand lower and lower until he reached the band of his sweats, teasing your fingertips under the waistline.

"I guess I'm just a little envious that you got to experience cumming in my body, and I didn't even get to look at yours~" He pouted, playing dumb. He made a good point, you had perved out on his own body like this when you set such strict rules for him, that he sounded like he actually followed. "So what does that mean?" You asked hesitantly, swallowing hard when he pulled back his pants and boxers before letting them snap back against your skin. "Well.. you must be a little curious to see what fucking something other than my hand feels like, right?" He asked, hitting the nail on the head.

"Satoru if you're talking about us having sex right now I don't-" Your voice cut you off, you felt a hand start to rub in tantalizing circles over the tent in your pants, and you quickly dropped your gaze away from your face to watch. "That's exactly what I had in mind~" He cooed, tilting his head at you while he rubbed his cock in your smaller hand. "Isn't that.. going to be uncomfortable?" You asked, surprising Gojo when you weren't immediately put off by the idea, the hand that was rubbing his cock definitely aiding in your answer.

"Does it feel uncomfortable?" He asked, sliding his hand under the waistband of his boxers as he gripped his cock with your hand and started stroking it directly. As good as pleasure felt in your body, he wished he could feel you touch his cock like this, but maybe after this, he would have an easier time getting you into bed when things went back to normal. "Hmm? Does it?" He cooed in your voice, making you blush at how seductive you sounded.

"F-feels good but-" You choked out through a moan, your breath hitching when Gojo slung your body to sit on top of himself as he used your free hand to cover his mouth, stopping your words. "Just look at me in the mirror if fucking your body is too weird~" He giggled, watching as your eyes looked past your body sitting on top of you as you made eye contact with Gojo's body in the mirror. "I for one don't mind looking at myself like this, I've definitely had a wet dream about this before." He giggled, easing your nerves at his unseriousness, you doubted he was joking either.

He released the hand that was covering your mouth as he pulled his boxers down enough for his dripping cock to spring out. "Fuck, are you that wet because of the situation, or is that all my body's doing?" He laughed, rubbing his pointer finger over the top of his dick as he tapped the precum agaisnt it, making a lewd wet 'plp' sound. "S-shut up." You groaned through your teeth, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten when he wrapped his hand around himself again and started stroking at a propper pace. "Shit, this is so weird, heh." Gojo laughed, the feeling of looking at himself while he jerked himself off, out of body, was truly an experience.

"This was y-your idea, don't complain now." You said in his voice, watching intently at his hand that moved over his cock expertly. His precise and knowledgeable movements felt a hell of a lot better than your own, and the visual of your hand dwarfed by his massive cock was a sight to behold, one that aided in your growing arousal. "Yeah, yeah." He said, briefly sitting up as he pulled your shorts and panties down your body, leaving his cock hanging twitching in the air between the two of you as he disrobed your body.

The man turned around and faced himself in the mirror as he sat on top of you, the bottom half of your body bare as he pulled your shirt over your body and feasted his eyes on your naked form. "Shit, actually.." He smirked, biting his lip as he ran your hands down your body seductively. "Fuck me like this, wanna watch your body move while you do it." He said, reaching behind you to grab his dick again and stroke it while he continued admiring your body.

"Satoru please don't look it's embarrassing." You begged, covering your face with his massive hands as your entire body felt like it was on fire from the arousal and combined embarrassment. "Im about to watch you get fucked, you might wanna get over your fears." He giggled. "Besides, you're fucking hot, can feel your body gettin' all horny from just lookin' at it." He confessed in your voice, making you whine. The man grabbed his dick and lifted his body over his cock, looking down to line it up with your entrance before he pressed the tip against your hole.

"W-wait Satoru a condom-" You warned when you felt him start to sit down on you. "Trust me, you do not want a condom on when you feel this." He said, gasping when his tip popped past the tight ring of your cunt. Every alarm that was going off in your head melted away when you felt the tight and warm sensation envelop his cock, you felt his balls twitch and tighten the more he sat down on his cock, you would worry about the lack of a condom later.

"Fuuuuuck, that's the shit~" He groaned, bottoming out on his cock while he placed his hands on his body's knees and stared at your body in the mirror, specifically where the two of you were connected. "I feel so fucking f-fulll~" He wined, wiggling his hips in circles on your lap as he tried to adjust to the feeling of having a cock inside him for the first time. His dick was pressing up against all the right spots in your walls he didn't even find when he was fingering your cunt earlier in the shower, this was a hundred times better than your pathetic digits, he started to understand why girls kept blowing up his phone after a one night stand now.

"I- I think I'm gonna cum- p-please don't move." You wined, using Satoru's massive hands to grip your body's waist hard enough to leave bruises as you tried to make sure he couldn't even wiggle around. "I wouldn't mind feeling that~" He said, referring to you filling him up. You tilted your head back and took some deep breaths to steady yourself. Your cunt was incredibly warm and wet it felt like it was going to melt his dick as he sat still on you. The strong warmth that had blossomed in your tummy was almost overbearing, and your head was spinning at all the stimulation.

You knew Gojo was experienced, so how did it still feel this good? How did it still feel so sensitive? Was it because it was your first time feeling anything like it? You chalked it up to that, your train of thought getting cut off when your voice spoke through the room.

"Can I move? This fucking cunt is aching for it." Satoru wined, trying to wiggle his hips in your strong grip. "I think so." You nodded when he looked at you for your approval. It was so freaky seeing someone else control your body, but the pleasure of your own cunt squeezing around the cock you temporarily had eased your nerves significantly. "You might have to help me out, never rode a dick before." He giggled in your voice, turning his head back to look at your body in the mirror as he lifted his weight until his dick was almost completely out of him, before he sat all of your weight back down on his cock.

"Oh- fuck-" Gojo wined in your voice, coming out a little more submissive than he would've liked. He quickly started a fast pace bounding on your lap, your jaw dropped open as you allowed yourself to feel everything. "Y-eah it feels fucking good d-doesn't it?" Gojo tried to laugh through a moan, your voice getting louder when you started fucking his hips up into your body, poisoning his dick in and out of the man who possessed your body.

Gojo was right, you could think of nothing worse than something like a condom blocking your direct contact from feeling your tight walls wrap around his cock like this. You were impressed by your strength in this body when you used your grip on the body on top of you to lift it up and bring it down harder on his cock, making him scream out while your breathing picked up.

"S-so roughh~" Gojo smiled at his current body in the mirror, abandoning one of his hands that had stabilized himself on your thigh to rub his clit in fast circles, making your walls squeeze his dick tightly. "God Satoru- loosen" thrust "up!" you grit in his voice, your eyes threatening to roll back in your head at how intense the feeling of your pulsing walls around his dick felt. "C-cant ohmygod c-cumming!" He cried suddenly, his back arching forward as your cunt spasmed around his cock.

You fucked him through his orgasm, loud short wines and curses fell from his lips as he came, his body jerked as the waves crashed over him, his body going limp in your hold. You took the opportunity to manhandle your body, quickly turning the two of you around in one swift movement you forced him into a weak doggystyle position, his face being pressed into the sheets while drool dripped out from the corner of his lips.

You couldn't let up on his cunt, the pulsing around his cock was an amazing feeling and you were determined to feel it again, Gojo pressed your thighs together and crossed your feet at the overstimulation he was feeling as mindless babbles and whines of your own name could be heard in your voice underneath you. You prayed no one was around the dorms at this time, as they might be a little confused on what they were hearing right now.

"Fuck- make me c-cum again give it to me g-give it to me" He whined, his words being slurred into one as you fucked heavy and mean thrusts into his cunt. You don't know what came over you, but the need to respond and talk dirty back to him was overwhelming you, "Yeah? Wanna cum all over this cock again?" You said, making yourself blush as you aroused yourself hearing his dirty words in your ears. "Y-e-ssssss fuckk~" Gojo whined into the sheets, a cock-drunken smile plastered on his face as he took everything your gave him.

You felt his balls coil tighter, the knot in his stomach tying itself harder into knots as you fucked a particularly soft spot inside your cunt. The telltale sign of Gojo's orgasm was creeping over his body, making your thrusts grow sloppy. Gojo laughed from underneath you, the sound being chopped up by moans. "Y-you're gonna c-cum arent you?" He teased, trying to look at you out of the corner of his eye.

You probably should've felt more uncomfortable with how arousing fucking your own body was, but you would probably dream about this night for years to come, so you could ponder about that later.

The expression Gojo had on your face was so pretty, you had to admit. Your eyes kept rolling back in your head each time you fucked into him, the fucked out smile he had on, the moans that were forced out of your mouth, and the way your cunt pulsed around you pushed you over the edge.

Gojo whined when he felt you still against his ass, "Yeahhhh fill me up, fuck your cum into me~" He whined, taking advantage of being in your body to say shit you would never say, for his own pleasure. He bit his lip at how warm his cum was when it shot rope after rope inside him. Your clit was throbbing at the feeling, he so badly wanted to reach down and pet it till he came as well, but he would wait till you started fucking into him again.

Right when you started coming down from your orgasm, something akin to the feeling of a back scratch, or getting your head massaged at the salon washed over the two of you. Suddenly you had an intense ache in your lower back, and your tummy felt strangely warm. "Heh, what a fucking twist~" You heard Gojo's voice coo down at you, only this time, you weren't in control of it anymore. "I wanted to feel my cock cum inside your cunt while I was in your body one last time, but now I can feel it from my own." He grinned maliciously.

Even though Gojo had just cum, he started fucking into you like a madman, the squelching between your legs was so much louder now as your combined cum gathered around the base of his thick cock. "Have fun in my body?" He asked, giggling with his signature headache inducing giggle, "You liked cumming inside something? Glad you didnt use a condom huhhh~?" He teased, pulling his hips back to the tip before he fucked his entire occk back into you, making you scream out.

Gojo had adjusted surprisingly quick, I guess that makes sense for the world's strongest sorcerer. You on the other hand were still trying to come to terms with being in your own body again and having practically no time to adjust to the feeling of his cock before he started bullying it into your walls. It's not like it hurt, but the feeling of him fucking into your sweet spot so rough was almost too much. "Oh, you were aching down here~" Gojo remembered, reaching his hand under your body to rub your clit in little circles. "Let me help you~" He cooed, sucking air in through his teeth when your cunt tightened around him at the addition of stimulation.

"S-toru wa-ittt-" You cried, trying to warn him of how close you were but ultimately falling short. Your walls started to spasm around him as your body came for the nth time that night. "Oh shiiit~ Feels so fucking good baby-" Gojo groaned, letting his head fall back and his jaw drop in a small o as you came hard around his length, and he actually got to feel it this time. Your body was completely limp to his mean thrusts, your eyes rolling back as nonsense spilled from your lips as he fucked you through your orgasm, past overstimulation, and towards another high.

He lifted your tummy up from underneath you and pressed down on your lower back simultaneously to get you in a meaner arch, before he went back to rubbing your clit. The man placed his foot next to your body to give himself more leverage to fuck you harder, and that's exactly what he did. "Tell me you need my cum- cmon baby- say it-" He cooed, gritting his teeth together as he used your cunt to work himself up to his orgasm.

His eyes darted between the mess the two of you were creating at your fucked out, drooling face. He pulled back his hold on your hip to leave a mean spank against your ass, making you yelp out into the room. "What did I say, huh? Don't fucking ignore me when I'm this close~" Gojo chastized, shaking his head. "N-eed your cum 'toruuu" You slurred, "W-ant to feel you fill me up-" You begged, your words being chopped up by his mean thrusts.

"Again," Gojo said, leaving another smack on the fat of your ass. "C-cum inside mee~" You repeated. "Again," Another smack. "Toru- toru- toru-" You repeated his name as he groaned through his teeth. He felt his balls tighten quickly before he was thrown into his orgasm. His body jerked as his hips fucked load after load into your used and abused cunt. He released a long groan when he stilled his hips to your ass and let himself finish. Your moans had quieted as you laid under him, whimpering softly each time he fucked into you but otherwise trying to catch your breath from how hard he just gave it to you.

Once Gojo had released all of his seed into you, he pulled his sore cock out and gripped himself at the base as the both of you groaned in oversensitivily. "Fuck, think you milked me dry after that one." He laughed, pulling your pussy lips to the side to get a better view of your stuffed hole that leaked his cum in a steady drip down the back of your thighs. "I don't think I've ever been so sore in my life." You said quietly into the sheets, making him giggle.

"I think that was my fault, I might've worked your cunt a little too hard in the shower." He said, letting your body drop down onto the bed as he sat beside you and rubbed your thigh soothingly. You stayed silent for a couple beats before his words registered in your head. Worked too hard in the shower? What? Wait.. did he?

Your jaw dropped, you turned your head to look at him with an incredulous look on your face while he smiled with faux innocence down at you. "You fucking hypocrite! You made me feel bad for masturbating in your body when it sounds like you went ape shit on mine!" The man just giggled infuriatingly, "I like teasing you~ I'm sorryyyy~ You practically handed the opportunity to me!" He defended, throwing his hands up in the air.

You sighed, looking away from his irritatingly handsome face as you shut your eyes and curled your body on your side feeling a headache start to come on. "Oh come onnn~ We had a good time~" The man's voice resonated in your ears while he wrapped his large body around yours and started placing kisses on your shoulder to ease your frustration. Was it possible to kill a curse twice? You sighed as your body relaxed against him, your exhausted body welcoming the kisses.

Jujutsu sources are the worstttt..

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[percheduphere]

LET'S TALK ABOUT LOKI'S SHOES (ACTUALLY, HIS WHOLE WARDROBE)

Production costs aside, clothes tell the audience about how characters think of themselves.

Loki's shoes in the S2 finale raised a lot eyebrows, but I find them quite fitting: they are comfortable, practical, and most importantly, they are humble. The camera brings this to our attention to communicate his evolution in character.

Loki has always dressed well, often times ostentatiously. Whether he is at war, passing as a Midgardian, or held captive as an Asgardian prisoner, Loki communicates his social class and sense of superiority through clothing. For him, clothing armors his fragile sense of self and against others' opinions of him. He intends to be perceived as deadly charming but ultimately unapproachable.

His attire in the first Thor movie is roughly equal parts green and gold, signifying his royal status. His style is dressed down for his brother's misadventures in Jotenheim, yet overall both silhouettes are lofty, princely, but not hardened or threatening.

In Avengers, Loki's look has more black and leather, with exaggerated emphasis on his shoulders meant to intimidate as he assumes the role of villain. The silhouette is very hard, heavy, and edgy. Gold detailing is prevalent as well. Combined with the goat's helm, this is Loki's most pretentious outfit, which speaks to an undercurrent of low self-esteem and a compulsive need to impress. There's no mistaking he is the main antagonist of the story.

In Thor 2, Loki's attire is similar to Avengers but the overcoat is exchanged for a less bulky version (perhaps conveying he is less guarded now that the effects of the Mind Stone are no longer influencing him). Loki's role likewise pivots from the harsh lines of a villain to the more flexible edges of a reluctant villain-turned-ally. This aligns with his character arc when he protects both Jane and Thor, seemingly sacrificing himself.

In Thor 3, Loki's silhouette is streamlined even further. The overcoat is done away with in favor of what appears to be a leather doublet, pauldrons, and vambraces. Gold accents are minimal. While stylish, Loki's attire is more practical than showy, and his helm serves the dual purpose of protection as well as weaponry. At this point in his arc, Loki has become a full antihero, joining his brother's side in rescuing as many Asgardians as possible, and eventually dying in a vain bid to protect Thor from Thanos.

The TVA does something very fun and interesting in taking away Loki's ability to dress himself. Since Loki cannot use his magic in the TVA, he is forced to wear the same clothing as his captor/advocate, who eventually becomes his best friend and peer.

Perhaps, on a subconscious level, this helped Loki to feel included. We know by his pwn admission that Loki fears being alone and desperately craves a sense of belonging. At the same time, he intentionally dresses to put people at a distance, thereby protecting himself from potential rejection at the cost of isolating himself further.

When Mobius gives him that TVA jacket for the first time, Loki seems uncharacteristically pleased. It is not an attractive jacket by any means, yet he neither scoffs at it nor refuses to wear it. Instead, Loki puts it on and is content when Mobius says it looks "smart" on him. He continues to dress like Mobius and, indeed, mimic some of his mannerisms such as placing his hands on his hips. Without clothing meant to push people away, Loki opens up, has more fun, and makes friends.

Loki's choice of attire as he assumes the mantle of God of Stories (and time) is fascinating. Setting aside the clear design inspiration from the comics, Loki's silhouette is soft, remarkably so. His colors are earthy hues of green, and the only bit of flare are the light gold trimming and crown. The look brings to mind the garb of sages and wise wizards rather than royalty or warriors. He's powerful yet approachable because there is humility in his bearing. And that humility springs from a well of healthy self-worth, self-love, and a deep love for others.

The shoes are not meant to be attractive. They are meant to help him ascend the throne, nothing more.

[kalims]

he's a ten but he...

premise. sometimes certain bad habits of theirs make their overall rating just a tad bit lower—besides the fact that they keep doing it.

characters. dorm leaders

content. gender neutral reader

malleus (doesn't have a sense of space)

"look beastie, that flower is a native of ours,"

"I agree mal, but I didn't think you taking up the entirety of my seat will make me see it better,"

he blinks, then shrugs.

like i said, has NO sense of space.

if an average person would make an excuse to constantly be in physical contact with who they admire, then malleus is the complete opposite. well, not entirely but he doesn't even bother to construct an explanation as to why he's literally sat over your seat when you coincidentally get put in a table together.

if you start questioning him about it the most you'll get in a very outright 'because he wanted to.' it's not even one of those sarcastic replies he's 100% serious!

cause he believes there's no use in lying about things to be honest.. to further emphasize that, if he ever acts like he does hold fondness for you that surpasses the platonic meter but doesn't mention it he probably hasn't realized yet.

if he did he'd already walk over and bluntly tell you about it.

(I wish I could be that unbothered.)

lilia thinks it's the cutest thing though. you swear you see flashes of light for a split second from the ceiling but when you look up there's only a suspicious swinging chandelier.

^ totally has his own album full of pictures.

if malleus ever discovers it he won't even be disturbed, probably would ask for a copy 💯

since human lives, and their bodies are so fragile he'd taken it upon himself to protect you from harm. even if it means trailing behind you everywhere way too close for comfort, or standing a bees wing away.

while he is respectful most of the time, he's encouraged if you don't comment. if anything, he seems pleased you dont seem to be bothered! (and it'll get harder to tell him to stop when he's so happy the more you let it happen..)

"child of man, have you slept?"

*starts leaning his body forward, to squint at your eyes.* practically right in front of your face.

"WTF."

not even a warning or anything! but atleast he's concerned?

idia (won't even show up for anything and insists a 'virtual' date is better.')

user: where tf r u??

ghoul666: WDYM? at the dorm?

user: IVE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR 20 MINUTES

unintentionally stood you up 💀

you literally have to tell him that you're waiting for him to arrive at the specified area you discussed where your date would take place but would end up vastly irritated when he questions if you guys even did.

ghoul666: we do??

user: I'm taking my minecraft bed away from urs.

ghoul666: NO PLS

ghoul666: HELLO????

next time you log in minecraft it's probably because he begged you to play, you WILL end up seeing some kind of structure that probably took days to make. that's not even the entire thing cause the inside is entirely decorated to your taste.

in short: he constructed some kind of venue for a wedding.. even changed his skin to wear a tuxedo 😭

though he has sparked your pettiness, hence the ignoring him period. even you have got to admit that it's freaking adorable...

big sign, emphasis on please: Im sorry pls put ur minecraft bed back I can't sleep w/o u and I have to wait entire days for it to turn into morning :(

with what he's built you're sure it's 65% true.

if you do end up forgiving him, few weeks later attempting to schedule another date will only end up in naught.

ghoul666: can we not go there

user: 😐

user: you are testing my patience love

ghoul666: 😓 (he is screeching about the term of endearment part btw KABSJAJSAJA ortho would enter his room very concerned.)

ghoul666: how abt

ghoul666: mimic together? call

user: sighs

user: I'm only agreeing cause I want to spend time with you

queue more screeching from his end that you're completely oblivious to.

the only screeching you're gonna hear though is when you guys do get into call as you play, and it's mainly out of terror when his soul gets sent to the void ascending when the entity pops out of a corner and starts chasing him.

"I GOT THIS. ILL CARRY U THIS IS FINE" *screams again* but really wants to impress you so he pushes through.

unsurprisingly does carry you.

asks to match avatars right after (idia love languange)

vil (frets over you way too much.)

"vil, did you see the chocolate in the freezer?"

"oh, that? I noticed that you've already gone through the ideal number of bars this week so I took it upon myself to make sure you don't go sick on me,"

"I love you but please give it back—"

"I love you too, and no."

disclaimer: he does this for your own good 😜 (average mom excuse.)

looks out for you more than he does for his own dorm residents. everyone is wondering where he ran off to after class, especially since he's the one that scheduled the pomefiore meeting every fridays!

and to think he was the one getting irritated over the more newer first years for being late..

*shows up literally half an hour in*

why you ask? you simply shouldn't have texted him about abandoning your daily walk together through the gardens in favor of catching sleep since you called in sick (you're suspicious if crewel really did go in to check for proof, and not concern.)

vil's really feeling the absolute regret of not checking his phone during classes.. well, he only saw the message which was coincidentally sent like somehow ONE minute after the lecture started and he's only seeing it 59 minutes later.

oh you poor thing!! though the lunch break is short, he has about 5 minutes for a trip to the mirror chamber..

you'd think the 'seen' icon below your message was a weird omen for something you're not sure but it must be doom cause vil is right at the front porch of your crappy dorm. at his own expense?! looking more disheveled than you've seen him before.

if a few stray hairs was disheveled at all. more importantly, he still looked drop dead gorgeous!

you probably looked quite terrible with the blanket draped around your shoulders looking like you just crawled out of your grave, because he looked absolutely mortified at your state.

"oh great sevens.." he looked like he was faint, huffing and fanning himself with his hand. "look at you, why didn't you tell me sooner, darling?"

you blink, swallowing to make your throat less dry but your voice still comes out raspy. "I did, like an hour ago—" without your invitation whatsoever, he steps in. promptly shutting the door behind him (which surprisingly still stands sturdy.)

vil takes a hold of your shoulders before reaching his hands upwards to tilt your face around. "you should have sent earlier," he says. you keep in the comment that you were sleeping during it, and you told him about it during second period so.. "your face is so pale."

you sigh.

"yeah, I just saw. I know, I look hideous right now."

vil frowns at you, stopping to angle your face at him. "don't ever say that. I always find you beautiful even if you are.." he glances at you from face to toe, then back up. "sickly."

"... I feel offended."

"hmph, shush now. let me draw you a bath then I know something that will boost your system."

after much coaxing in his end, you reluctantly take a warm bath in the hopefully hygienic bathroom. true to his word, vil did... concoct something. though it looked pretty the random steam that flew from it was really suspicious.

the residents don't dare to question, except rook of course. who already knew what transpired! :)

epel: 😃 (atleast vil wasn't around.)

"roi du poison~ tell me, tell me! is the trickster well? have you cured them with your love?"

"rook, you have 5 seconds to get out of my face."

rook giggles away.

kalim (thinks money will buy anything, including your forgiveness.)

"here!" there's a suspiciously bright smile on his face as he hands you.. some keys?

you deadpan, jingling it in your hands. it weighs heavy than the average, probably because of the fact that it's literally made of gold. "... kalim what is this?" you emit a sigh, from suspicion and concern.

"a gift!"

"wait why does it say lot 111--"

as you can already, that was an actual, literal house. which you imagine would probably be a lots more grand, and new compared to your old baby ramshackle.

but you do love it despite it's love for falling apart at the most inconvenient of times..

fighting with kalim was rare but it was hard to even argue with him because the notion of disagreements are so bizarre to him that he unintentionally doesn't treat you seriously with your concerns, accidentally downplaying them aaaand now you're upset.

after the ranting to jamil about how you must be busy with a lot, since you haven't even talked to him in the past 2 days. all it took was a side glance to his friend in denial and jamil immediately knew.

"what do you mean they're mad!? D:"

"just.. go apologize, I don't want to get caught up in this."

if his definition of an apology is buying you an entire house...

( ^ it is btw.)

kalim really doesn't mean any harm. he just really wants to sate whatever anger you held for him <- maybe he's overthinking it but it's kalim so he's 99% sure it's his fault! even though it hasn't even been confirmed from your end he'd probably accept it whole heartedly.

he wanted you to talk to him again so badly that he wouldn’t mind showering you with houses... since your living situation doesn't live up to your kindness (sorry ramshackle love u xx)

you know what. he wouldn't even notice he's the reason you're upset at first even though he's been asking around on who put you in that mood. despite himself being the perpetrator but he didn't really know that did he?

the only reason he does is because he assumed you were just because you avoided him like some sort of.. cockroach! (he dislikes those.) and he couldn't take it anymore.

was probably 1 sec away from barging into your dorm which wouldn't take a lot of effort since one ram to the door would probably break it.

bless jamil for jailing all the carpets so kalim doesn't find them.

even if said carpets fling him off when he's riding them.

"kalim, why would you buy a literal house... and you also got a rare address paid--"

"for them! ;D"

"... you do know they'd be more offended by the fact that you'd try to replace that.., ahem. dorm, right?"

"oh... should I buy them a vehicle then?"

you only promise to forgive him once he takes back the keys, and the house entirely...

(grim begged you to keep it, 'house for him apparently.')

azul (keeps trying to offer you discounts thinking it's a good excuse to have you over.)

"I assure you. you'll find no deal better than this."

"I'm not even that hungry for sea food, actually I'm craving some--"

"you're in luck then! ahem, it's 26% off due to a special event for today."

pro tip: keep insisting to eat at other places cause he's gonna keep increasing the discount by 2% until you eventually relent. once, you made him go to the point of 75% off, it's almost hilarious if not for the fact it only worked once.

now he won't go last 50!

ahem. if you look closely you can almost spot tiny cracks accumulating with each denial you respond with, and each increase of his discount. he's grown to be wary about the bullshit 'lucky' promos you just happen to stumble on.

last time you did he practically lost a week's worth of the presumed income he's predicted cause you actually went around and told your first year friends about it... who.. in turn told some, other friends of theirs about it and you could guess.

love must hurt.. and unfortunately it's his wallet wailing.

but azul is not so easily swayed by this! for you have swayed him first! *wink wonk*

but azul has another trick up his sleeve... keeping on roping jade and floyd into it; whom are far too enthusiastic cause finally— something fun to do! someone to bother! not only have you got the most stubborn octopus having frequent suspicious 'deals' but here are his equally suspicious lackeys.

who keeps.. talking about fried octopus..

yeah, you're not sure if preaching about azul’s species is the job they were assigned.

they're fairly easy to point in the right direction anyways. the tweels have always associated you with the word 'fun' so just a little, friendly suggestion from and they were off to their merry way. mortifying every single person you come across with their sudden attachment.

one of their tricks? following you around. and just somehow, every single place you enter is just mysteriously full even though you peered inside and there was like 7 tables empty. what are they hosting? ghosts? spirits?

...

they do look like they've seen some though..

jade rn: "a shame indeed, you must be hungry. why don't we escort you back to monstro lounge?" :)

long story short you can't even reply cause the sleek eel is already guiding you around by the use of his hands on your shoulders. just to make sure you don't stray away from the destination, he says.

"didn't you say that yesterday's promo was like, a one day thing?" you quirk a brow, and you almost fool yourself into thinking he flinched.

azul clears his throat. "well—today is.. the month before you've graced octavinelle with your assistance—"

he praises himself for his quick thinking.

COME ON! it doesn't matter if you're sick of eating stir fried shrimp, or the butter one, or every single dish they serve that includes shrimp! (also do not mention that you ate somewhere else before you just decide to visit his dorm because that establishment just mysteriously got filed a non-legal business report.)

then you've got floyd chasing you around with a fork. which is more terrifying because he's holding it in a notion that would seem like he'd just stab down at you when he catches up with your little goose chase.

it's just.. you're not sure if your stomach could take another bite of the poor food he stabbed into, and is now chasing you around with.

you screech. "JADE PLEASE."

the man shrugs. "it's a free taste."

"AZUL."

"... only on a condition of course."

frankly. it took all the balls he had to actually sputter out the most simplest sentence ever, cause during the time he rehearsed that in front of his mirror it just plagued him with embarrassment but he's getting desperate.

'I'd like to take you out to dinner, somewhere else of course.'

actually, maybe obliterating any possible craving for the food of his lounge just might've been part of his plans to ask you out..?

leona (prevents you from actually being productive via dragging you down to 'nap' every. single. time.)

"I will literally fail if you don't let go of me right now."

"hmph. so what? it's not like failing a grade killed anyone."

"leona just because you've lived through a lot of fails doesn't mean I have to, we're not all rich enough to not finish school."

to which he'd retaliate that all you'd need is to marry him and you'd be set for life.

there is no winning an argument with leona when it comes to his naps. if he states that you're to be next to him as he sleeps, its final. no buts, no retaliations, cause apparently they're all invalid according to him even if you drag him to court.

rhetorically of course, that if its a comical court scene his only statements are; 'well you're wrong', 'who cares', and 'i dont care'. one way or another he's still gonna win you over and now you're fit snugly in his arms, lamenting.

and if crowley chastises you for not doing the errands (via leona's common interference.) the only thing you need to honestly do is to complain to leona about it and suddenly crowley has the kindness to forgive you for your 'laziness' then says something about enjoying your time together?

leona's work no doubt.

you suppose he does has its perks. even if most of it isn't exactly ideal.

if you're being smart then you should give him an ultimatum or something, or bribe him. but... that really has no guarantee to work either cause you're ending up defeated, or just defeated and flustered since he's somehow unconsciously flirty.

at the end of the day you can't really hate him cause the following day you find out he sent an already sleep deprived ruggie to do your work. 'so you can shut your fussing up and let me enjoy you.' he says, and you quote.

it goes something like;

"if i finish my work i'll stick by you all day."

a stready flow of confidence keeps your voice firm as you glower down at the blank-faced leona sat on the grass. he merely tilts his head, raising a brow at you and seemingly pondering from the way his eyes fly to the sky.

you'd think that maybe your plan actually worked but he merely grunts and flops backwards, holding the back of his head with his palms as he laid. and! he ignores you.

...this little greedy man... "why should i care whether or not you finish your work?" he huffs, like the evil, arrogant spawn he is but you can't really defend yourself cause said evil spawn bewitched you so much that you actually still like him.

"because you care about me?"

"...fine," he scowls, releasing a breath you'd mistake for irritation. "then, do you really think i need you to finish your work when i can just keep you right here?"

you sulk. "i'll do anything you want?"

he deadpans as if you said something stupid. "i don't need you to anything else but sit still and be pretty."

...

...

see what i mean about him eventually winning you over? yeah.

next morning there's a rebellion in savanaclaw about overworked residents and ruggie is the head of them.

"he said that he doesn't need you today." <- ruggie, steering you away.

"really?" <- you, confused

riddle (overthinks TOO HARD.)

“I'm just a little busy.”

“I understand,” riddle says.

“I'm just a little busy.” he understands.

“a little busy.” its just… a small thought…

“I'm just busy.” his mind is a hazard at this point. 

for someone as supposedly maintained as riddle—you'd think his mind is as composed as it is organized. like the pens you'd perfectly align in correlation to order of colors, or the neat pile of clothing folded neatly, tucked in some corner in your closet that is farther in since it's used less.

that's just how he is, or at least seems to be. a bundle of organized thoughts, every thought connected to another. a mind too clean to be going on haywire (when he isn't in a particular mood, that is.)

you're just busy. he thinks. you said it yourself, with that agonizingly nice smile that must be sprinkled with some kind of spell from the way it just eradicated all the protests in his throat upon sight. he isn't one to question it, he wants to help but not if you don't ask.

he can only stare with resigned acceptance at your insomnia induced eyes.

but when the curtain of darkness befalls night raven college, even in the comfort of heartslabyul is he still thinking about that thought–and he can’t help but wonder; why exactly are you busy? its not that he’s suddenly hyper aware of your lack of presence since you’ve been attached to the hip the previous week and now you’re just.

…busy…

riddle likes to think of himself as a level-headed, private person. like the boy he raised himself to be and therefore proud of. but its way past 10AM. which is usually the time he sleeps, and let me tell you that he’s never once broke the cycle for years. yet here he is, a frown of frustration present on his face as he wills his mind to sleep.

somehow closing his eyes felt forced, he immediately snapped them open once his mind decides to conjure an image of you even in the darkness his lids offers.

“THIS IS ABSURD.”

and the yell promptly woke up the entire dorm from the ferocity of his scream. (and of course gave them the flashback of their year.)

that night was one of the worst he’s ever had because he woke up with red rimmed eyes and a pounding headache that ensured his bad mood the rest of the day.

everyone noted to steer clear.

and he unknowingly steered clear of yours since you were ‘busy.’

“why are you sulking?” a voice queried, spoken as though they were eating something as they asked. a reprimand rises in his throat, but it all just dies down once his sharp eyes settle on you, slipping into the seat in front of him then raising a brow and the traces of irritation practically evaporates from his eyes.

he feels the need to cough–so he does. “i’m– i’m not.” he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes but still sneaking in glances, something he notes is that you’re still looking everytime he does. (and boring an unimpressed face because he knows you don’t believe him at all.)

guilt rises in his mind, because he feels a slither of annoyance and its the presence of pettiness that bothers him. riddle knows you’re not at fault, just his mind at convincing that you just somehow decided in the span of a day that you might not like him anymore–so he can’t help the bite. 

“why are you here?” a glance not intended to look mean.

“i thought you were busy.” he adds.

your brows raise, he spots your teeth holding your lips back from showing your grin and he feels warm. “what?” he hisses defensively, despite you not even having replied to him yet.

he leans backwards, straightening up in his seat when your chin leans forward, resting on your intertwined fingers. you flash him a smile. 

“mr. rosehearts, are you perhaps… sulking because i’m busy?”

“no!”

silence.

“no.” he repeats, weaker.

“well,” you continue, beaming. “i heard from ace that you were awake the entire night, and that you kept him awake too. are you alright?” 

he sputters. “it wasn’t because of you!”

you snort. “i didn’t even say anything about me.”

so you incline to following riddle around, poking fun at him and still trailing after the seemingly enraged red head because despite his angry protests, demanding you to go away because you’re annoying he keeps glancing back to see if you’ll follow,

so cute…….

[orangeblossomsintheair]

ARMS – CS55

u wake up with his arm around you. that’s the plot i fear

the first thing you noticed when you woke up was the heat. it wrapped around you like a blanket, thick and stifling, and you groaned softly, shifting against the sheets as you tried to find a more comfortable position.

but then you stopped. because something wasn’t right.

you opened your eyes, squinting against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, and immediately found the culprit: carlos’s arm. his bicep, to be exact, and it was... right there. practically in your face.

you blinked, momentarily confused by your predicament, until reality hit.

sometime during the night, your fiancé had flung his arm over you and kept it there. and now it was resting just above your head, caging you in completely.

“oh, come on,” you muttered, half-exasperated and half-amused. you turned your head slightly, trying to shift away, but all that accomplished was pressing your cheek closer to the ridiculous mountain of muscle.

you huffed softly, lifting a hand to push at his arm but couldn’t help the incredulous laugh that bubbled out of you.

his muscles, even in complete relaxation, were ridiculous, thick and defined, warm under your touch. you poked him lightly, muttering, “what are you, a steel bar?”

tilting your head back, you glanced at him.

he was sprawled on his back, taking up most of the bed, his curls a chaotic mess against the pillow. his lips were parted, chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm, completely unaware of how obnoxious he was being.

“carlos,” you tried, your voice a sleepy grumble.

he didn’t move. of course, he didn’t.

you huffed softly, lifting a hand to push at his arm, but your fingers froze midair. because now that you were looking at it, at him, it was hard not to take in how unfairly beautiful he was.

your attempt to be annoyed crumbled instantly as you took him in. his jawline, dusted with faint scruff, caught the light just right and the freckles that decorated his cheeks were like a sprinkle of stardust. the warmth radiating off him was a comfort, even in the heat of midday summer.

you groaned again, quieter this time, because as much as you wanted to complain, the warmth and sheer solidity of him felt stupidly nice.

you rolled your eyes at yourself, trying to shake off the distraction.

“carlos..” you said again, louder this time, shoving at his arm for emphasis. he shifted slightly, a low hum rumbling in his chest, but his arm stayed firmly in place. If anything, it moved closer, the curve of his bicep now brushing against your forehead.

after a moment, you sighed in exasperation.

fine. if he wouldn’t wake up, you’d have to get creative.

without thinking, you tilted your head and in one swift motion, sank your teeth into his arm, the pressure firm but not painful, just enough to make your point.

he jerked awake instantly, a sharp inhale breaking the quiet. “Dios mío, what-” His voice was rough, accent thicker and gravelly with sleep, as he shot you a bleary-eyed look.

“good morning,” you said sweetly, even as you glared at him.

carlos blinked down at you, his arm still hovering near your face. his confusion melted into something amused, his lips curving into a lazy smirk. “did you just.. bite me?”

“you gave me no choice,” you shot back, shoving his arm off you. “you were suffocating me with your bicep.”

he chuckled as he stretched out beside you, clearly unbothered. “you could’ve just moved me.”

“i tried,” you said, glaring at him. “you’re like a human rock.”

carlos grinned, leaning closer until his face was inches from yours. “admit it, you like it.”

you rolled your eyes, though your cheeks warmed under his teasing gaze. “next time, I’m biting harder.”

he laughed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you back against him before you could protest. “mm.. don’t threaten me with a good time, baby..”

you blinked at him, feeling heat rise in your cheeks. “excuse me?”

"yeah," he drawled. "biting, maybe it’s my thing now. maybe I should look into it, explore this side of me…"

you rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips. "you’re impossible," you muttered, but the edge of annoyance had faded, replaced by the warmth of his teasing.

carlos’s smile softened as he pulled you closer, his hand sliding into your hair, and his breath tickled your ear as he whispered, “i should pin you down more.. give you an incentive.”

you huffed out a laugh, poking him in the chest, “is this a territorial thing? you like being claimed?”

he shrugged, looking far too pleased with himself. "you never know, cariño. it could be our thing now."

before you could respond, he kissed the tip of your nose, cutting off any retort you might’ve had. And for a second, as you melted into his arms, it seemed like maybe this was your thing now.

[isthatafuckinggayangel]

I've never really been one to write a lot of angst, but damn I really do not feel like writing comfort or fluff LMAO

[loverafey]

dirty ! frat boy!rafe x new girl!reader

ꕀ warnings - smut, pure FILTH i got carried away and i am not ashamed of it, rafe's a little mean but like in a playful way, reader's described to have some anxiety, drunk safe, heavy emphasis on that, fingering, denied orgasm, riding. wc - 2.3k

You had just recently moved to Outer Banks, not sure if this stay would be long or not. Your father’s business required you and your family to move around a lot, and this time it was your father sealing some deal with the Camerons, if your memory served you correctly.

It was quite nice around here — spending evenings under the pleasant breeze of the sea, strolling around and eating various snacks — you even made a new friend. Sarah, and she was the one who invited you over to the party being hosted at Tannyhill today. Something something about ‘the party being necessary for you in order to properly enjoy this place’, in sarah’s words.

Which is how you found yourself here, awkwardly standing near a wall with a drink in your hand, looking around. You looked lost if you didn’t know any better, everyone already having someone to hang out with here. loud music was blaring inside this house, some people rushing outside to jump into the pool. It was all overwhelming.

Sarah had left you temporarily because her boyfriend — John B? — was dragging her somewhere. You were quick to assure her once she gave you an apologetic look, supposing that you'd handle yourself here alone. Though now after a good amount of time having passed, you were starting to regret your decisions, wanting to do nothing but go home, your hand unconsciously squeezing the empty plastic cup in your hand tight, causing its form to wrinkle up.

“Woah, you’re killing that guy.”

A voice from behind you caused you to flinch, your head instantly turning around. You recognised him, Rafe, Sarah’s older brother. You hadn’t properly gotten the chance to talk to him yet, but you were almost sure that he was the one doing the deal with your father.

“Oh, hello…” You trailed off, feeling the heat crawling onto your face due the sudden rush of embarrassment flooding within you. You must have been looking like some loser, and that thought alone made your stomach churn uncomfortably.

“You’re Sarah's new friend, yeah?” He leaned against the wall alongside you, eyes curiously assessing your features, a lazy grin soon appearing on his lips. Fingers gently drummed right above your head on the wall, the proximity making you look away rather shyly, not knowing why your confidence had suddenly drained away. “Saw you looking around all confused.” He continued, sneakily tugging the wrinkled plastic cup away from your grasp, tossing it into the bin nearby.

It was kind of a norm for you at this point to become like this, your hands growing all clammy and your eyes averting to all places except the person you were talking to. It had happened with Sarah too, though you were much more open to her now for some reason. She was just so comfortable to be around with, whereas her brother seemed oddly intimidating. And hot.

“Yeah… don’t really know anyone here.” You shrugged your shoulders, turning over to properly look at him. He was wearing some cap over his head, his cheeks somewhat flushed under the dim light — you could almost swear that he was at least a little bit drunk — his lips parted. Fuck, he looked good.

“Clearly. Too shy to talk, huh?“ He snickered under his breath, sounding subtly mean though tried to brush it off. “Come with me, wanna have a drink?”

You were quick to nod, pursing your lips shut, not wanting to be looked at as if you really were all that meek and closed off.

Rafe took you to a more secluded area with little to no people around, plopping down onto the couch as he poured you a drink. You contemplated over your choices for a second — were you really going to trust someone you had just met? But again, he was your friend’s brother, and seemed nice enough. “Here you go. s’gonna help you loosen up.” He nudged you to sit beside him, draping an arm behind you over the couch as you grabbed the drink from him, taking a tentative sip. Nothing too strong, thankfully.

But there was an undeniable mischievous glint flickering in his eyes, hard to miss as he handed you one more cup, and then another.

It was difficult to remember how many drinks you’ve had, but you were drunk, and so was Rafe, his hands all the more clingy and eager to grab onto you as he dragged you upstairs, your legs feeling wobbly with no resistance at all to his movements.

“Is this your room?” you slurred out as he took you into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. You had neither energy nor balance to stand, clumsily falling down onto his bed as he hummed, pulling you closer so he could kiss you.

You weren’t one to do this, drunken sex and all, but somehow he was the exception. You’d be lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy the way his fingers slipped underneath your shirt to touch the soft skin of your waist, pulling you greedily close, his mouth kissing you fervently. It was as if he was going to swallow you up. His cap was long gone, replaced by your fingernails raking through his scalp, tasting the alcohol on each other's mouth.

“Fuck… been staring at you all night, pretty girl.” He chuckled slowly, pulling away from the kiss to place hot, open mouthed kisses all the way from your jaw down to your collar. “All new and confused. As if waiting just f’me to come and save ya.”

“You do this often, huh? Sleeping with anyone you meet at a party?” He mocked you in a hoarse voice, words that were meant to come off as cruel instead turning you on more and more. You honestly shook your head, hands moving down to hold onto his arms, his sleeves clearly a little bit tight.

“N-No, just you.” You stuttered through the little whimpers his suctions on your neck were coaxing out, your body squirming underneath his as he gently pushed you onto your back, your head landing against the pillow.

“Makes me very special then.” His hands moved over to free you off from the restraints of your clothes that had begun feeling a little bit too overbearing and hot, the air in his bedroom feeling humid. One hand started to travel down your stomach, resting just a shy away from the waistband of your pants, looking at you for approval.

You nodded, your body feeling all fuzzy in a very nice way, probably due to the alcohol, feeling his fingers slip underneath and finding your panties. “Goodness, are you wet?” He snarked, leaning down to gently nibble on your earlobe as his fingers begin to rub over your clit through your panties, smearing the wetness everywhere, further dampening the cloth.

Your hips stuttered at the sudden jolt of pleasure, eagerly trying to grind against his hands as your grasp tightened around his arms. His touch sure as hell was gentle for someone who was getting off from making you feel all embarrassed.

“Feels good-!” Your voice came out as a whine, eyes squeezing shut. His other hand begun to squeeze your tits, moving from one to another, thumb playing with your taut nipple. It all felt too much in the best way possible.

“I know, baby, I know.” He spoke in a sickeningly sweet tone, cock straining against his pants no matter how much he tried to ignore it. His fingers pushed your panties aside and slipped right into your pussy, nicely warm and wet, your walls clenching tightly at the sudden intrusion of his first and middle fingers as he thrusted them in and out, using the top of your panties to rub against your clit.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck… gonna cu-” Your words died down on your tongue as he quickly pulled his fingers away, causing you to let out a distressed cry at the sudden lose of the pleasure that was building up. “Why?” you sniffled in confused, frustrated tears building up in your eyes.

“Not too quick, cutie.” His chuckle was irritating, his soaked fingers pushing into your quivering mouth. Maybe you would’ve been grossed out if you weren’t drunk, or maybe not, not that you cared at this moment. Your eyes fluttered shut as you sucked on his fingers, tasting yourself. “So obedient. Like a pup.” He groaned, sounding pleased. His brows rose as he felt your hands clawing at his shirt, trying to take it off in a rather desperate manner. Of course he couldn’t deny such a sweet request, taking it off in one go, letting you marvel over his nicely fit torso. The gym was worth it, worth seeing your lips parting in awe.

“Gonna take my pants off too?” He smirked knowingly, your hands hesitating a bit. Even if the alcohol had loosened you up, there was still a part of you too scared to initiate things. His hand came to firmly grab yours and place it on the tent formed in his pants, hearing your breath hitch. “See, all ‘cause of you, baby.”

You nodded, your throat growing dry as you began to unbuckle his pants. He kneeled up a bit to kick it off alongside his boxers, urging you to take off your pants too which were still messily on. “Shit…” He drawled out, hands gripping you by your hips and pulling you on top of him as he sat against the headboard of his bed. “Get on top of me.” He patted the curve of your ass to urge you on.

Your movements were clumsy, hands shakily grabbing hold of his shoulders as you raised your hips, trying to position yourself on top of his hardened cock as you sunk in, earning a moan from both of you. His hold on your hips tightened, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he tried his best to not slam fully into you.

“C’mon, if you ride me good, maybe i’ll let you cum.” He leaned his head forward so he could press soft kisses on your shoulder, not minding the way your fingernails were digging and scratching onto his shoulders unconsciously as you started to ride his cock, squeezing around the girth. It was hitting all the right places within you, places your fingers struggled to reach. Fuck, how were you ever supposed to move on from this?

“Rafe…!” You moaned out, feeling all heated up one of his hands proceeded to slide in between your legs to rub your throbbing clit, bringing you closer to your edge once again. You whimpered in delight, hearing the way he groaned in your ear, his own hips beginning to thrust up rather eagerly. He definitely was not the patient type.

One arm strongly held you by your waist and snuggled against him while the other was in between your bodies. “Wish you had came here sooner… but better late then never, or whatever it is that they say, right?” He muffled out against the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent as his cock continued to rammed upwards into you, his stomach tightening at the way you squeezed around him just perfectly.

His thrusts didn’t cease at all, and you begin feeling the knots forming in your stomach one more time. “T-Think I’m gonna cum…” You breathed out shakily, eyes rolling back, and this time he didn’t stop, grunting in response as he continued to rub his fingers against your clit messily. soon you felt your body convulsing in pleasure, your orgasm overtaking you as you squirmed on his cock, fingers unintentionally digging into the blades of his shoulders tightly.

It was impossible not to cum at the way your cunt squeezed around him so tightly at your own orgasm, a little ‘fuck’ leaving his lips as he hastily leaned backwards to slip his cock out of your quivering hole, causing it to clench around nothing as his hand reached down to give his cock a few little strokes, groaning in pleasure when hot strings of his cum shot out, spraying over your stomach.

You panted heavily, your head feeling light and eyes struggling to stay open, your skin covered in a sheen of sweat similar to his, your hair messy. “O-Oh my…” Your voice came out as a trembling giggle, feeling his hands pulling you near him again, your body feeling all sticky. But you had no time to think about all that, exhaustion overtaking you just as quick.

You woke up with a severe headache, letting out a pained noise once your eyes shot open, squinting at the sunlight seeping in through the blinds. This was not your room, your head looking around in confusion as you sat up on the bed, your eyes landing on him.

Rafe laid beside you, cheek squished against the pillow as he slept soundly. Blood rushed onto your cheeks as blurry memories of last nighy begin rushing in, though you were most surprised at the fact that he had not gotten up before you and left you all alone.

You looked down, finding yourself clean and clothed in some oversized shirt that definitely didn’t belong to you. Whatever it smelled good, making your heart flutter.

“G’morning…” a voice yawned from beside you, rough with sleep. You looked over at Rafe as he stirred and rubbed his eyes, still laying down, a cheeky grin lazily coming on his lips as he extended his arm to pull you back.

“Not gonna let you get out so fast, baby.”

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Yandere Animal Town (2) | Only Human

Part 1, Part 3

You awake from your midday nap to the sounds of shouts from a man and a woman. Sounding like the latter is in distress you immediately run for your bat opening up the door facing the road. To find a billy goat man pulling a cow woman towards your doorstep; similar to their animal counterparts the man is short and wide sporting a dirtied tank top sleek with sweat. The female cow being pulled by tiny horns on her head is bent awkwardly wearing a revealing top with underwear and a jockstrap. Before you need to say anything the billy goat man is gruffing in your direction.

“Oh, so this is where the rumored human is. Well, aren’t you pretty?”

You don’t bother answering that. “What are you doing to here and what are you doing to her?”

Your question has him looking at the crying girl and spitefully pulling her closer as her knees buckle to the ground. All the while she’s crying and pleading incoherently. None of that seems to bother the goat man though as he spits in disgust.

“I’m showing this heifer ain’t nobody gonna want her! Dry as the Sahara this cow is she ain’t give make me any money for the food she eats.”

For emphasis he throws her to the ground, waiting for her to crawl back to him. When she opens her mouth to continue pleading he kicks the sandy dirt in her face. It makes you sick. 

“I’ll take her.”

They both look up at you in surprise. The billy goat man belts out in laughter as a disgusting smirk spreads on his face. 

“Oh, I see! Looking for another kind of milk, huh? Good luck with that!” He kicks at her again as he turns back to his truck. “Enjoy it Heifer you might actually be of worth for once.”

As he speeds off in his rickety, rusted truck she cries out making a desperate attempt to follow. Tripping over the dirt, barely a couple steps in; scraping her knees in her unconventional wardrobe. She crumples into herself crying with her hoarse voice, you let her go on for awhile before lifting her up and into the house.

You don’t know the ethics or the inner workings of farming when it comes to hybrids. Only barely catching the surface of the unregulated and often cruel practices that ensue because it’s a market for hybrids to be typically successful. With this in mind your careful to be gentle to not take it personally when she refuses to speak to you. You can’t imagine what she’s gone through.

“Here’s a towel and some soap and a washcloth. I ran a bath for you.”

“.....”

“I’ll come check on you in a bit. Take your time.”

She only wordlessly follows your commands with a sullen look on her face. Even when Titan comes around poking and prodding at the new face, she hardly reacts. 

“Hey, you! What’s your problem, huh? Why aren’t you smiling, huh? Why are you wearing (Y/n)’s clothes? It’s not fair!”

“Hey Titan give her space she’s having a rough day!”

“Well when I’m sad I just go to you. Why can’t she do that?”

“Sometimes I just don’t make everybody happy, Titan. And that’s okay.”

“That’s stupid.”

“.....Waaaaaaaaa”

“Titan!”

“Sorry!”

After canceling your dinners with the neighbors for the week much to their displeasure you settle her into a bedroom close to yours. Just in case. It isn’t until the next morning that you wake to tears on your face. Sitting above you her bust taking up most of your vision is the cow woman silently crying as she pulls at her teats only for nothing to come out. 

“I’m useless. I can’t even do this for you!”

You spend the day comforting the cow woman who’s drenching herself in endless tears. With lots of assurance that you ask for nothing from her and talk to her about her ‘job’ she finally opens up.

“...It’s Eudora.”

“Eudora…that’s a beautiful name.”

“It was what they called my mother before…he…took over. She never officially bequeathed it to me…because she never got to retire.” 

Lots of hugs and praise are what fills your days with Eudora. Breaking the unhealthy practices regarding eating and what she did throughout the day. Instead of letting her lay in bed and stew in her dark thoughts, you invite her to your picnics and follow after Titan as he explores the groves of your property. Without the fear of not producing milk or verbal abuse she finally starts to smile and actually taking your advice. 

“You are a queen Eudora, just like the others at that farm.”

“Hahaha me? A queen?”

“Yes!”

“Is this some city thing you guys call people?”

“Kind of but the point is, is that you barely realize how gorgeous and desirable you are just because. It’s a way to remind you of that.”

“....Wow…that’s really sweet, (Y/n)....”

“Just being honest–”

“That’s not fair if she’s your queen I wanna be your king!”

“Titan, she’s not mine. She’s nobody’s but her own.”

“💜”

“Gross. Can I still be your king (Y/n)!?”

She really starts to settle in as your roommate, helping you with your growing list of chores. Learning alongside to cook with you as you entertain the neighbors that continue to visit so eagerly. Despite letting herself get pushed to the side when they come around she’s really come into herself. Taking the clothes you’ve given her and styling it into something that works for her. Spending time and your money into her appearance. And if that wasn’t great enough she woke up to a curious surprise. 

“AAAAAhhhh!”

“W-what’s wrong!?”

“Milk spots!”

“What?”

“I’ve got milk spots! I’m leaking!”

Turns out all her body needed was a little TLC and it felt the need to lactate better than she’s ever had before. Days in the past spent blissfully walking through your fields are spent milking herself into whatever glasses you have. As it continues it gets worse better enough so that she eventually has to call on you to help. It’s a tad awkward for her to fling the maternity breast pump you bought for her as she demands you do it for her. 

“E-eudora c’mon I’ve never done anything like this I’m not going to—”

“NO!! I NEED YOU TO DO THIS! Otherwise it’s going to take all day!”

So there goes an hour in the morning to help her release the gallons of milk her happy body produces. Constantly hearing the wanton moans of the cow woman you’re doing such a big favor. When you're finished, you have Tank frantically sniffing you both for some odd reason as he comments about the suspicious noises he was hearing.....from miles away. Eudora doesn’t bother clearing up the misunderstanding you just aren’t picking up on.

“So I believe you too were awfully loud this morning”

“Oh, you heard us, did you? Lucky dog, I’m sure you wish you were in my position.”

“Uhm I don’t know why Tank would want to do what you were doing.”

Tank is whining. “It doesn’t smell like what I think it was.”

“Ha just because you can’t smell it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.”

“Well if you’re smelling milk then that’s accurate. Eudora made way more than we can cook with so we’re going to take it to the market today.” 

“oh…milk….The kind that comes from-?”

“Her? Yeah. What kind of milk could I be talking about?”

“Come on, (Y/n)! We’re going to lose daylight talking to him.”

“I–I–wanna come too!”

With all the publicity from the suddenly amazing milk from the odd human that’s recently moved in floats around. Of course, the sweaty gross billy goat is circling back to your place. Spitting and pointing when you finally come out to the enraged short man. The cow woman and the dog boys on your property at the time are all on guard.

“I want ‘em back! You cheated me you hairless skank!!!”

“You can’t have her if she doesn’t want to go!”

“Why you–”

“Grrrr!”

“Wait (Y/n)...I’ll handle this.”

She agrees to go with him. Kissing you on the cheek as she promises she’ll return by tonight. It feels like you’ve failed as she walks into the passenger seat with her now confident strut and proud smile in an outfit she feels comfortable in. It feels like you’ve lost that is until that rickety truck pulls up again in the dead of night. Tiffany staying up with you after attempting to put you to sleep and joining you as you run to see if your friend truly had returned. 

“I’m back~!” 

“Eudora!” 

The hug is your victory and it’s also a little off center. 

“Uh, heels?”

“A gift from the girls back home. Turns out the ownership of the farm was recently called into question and I’ve recently been included in a new business venture. An opening was recently made.” 

“Does this mean you’ll be moving in back there?”

Eudora hates how eager Mama Tiffany sounds with her speeding tail.

Eudora delights in the wagging slowing down with her next words

“No, I just figure I’ll be contributing a bit more to the home. Is that alright (Y/n)?”

“Of course, I’m so proud of you Eudora!”

Mama Tiff is livid along with her sons as she watches the cow-woman move in with designer bags and start paying to reinforce the fence on your property starting with the flap Titan loves sneaking in through. From then on she too comes with you when you head into town, not afraid to pull down her designer pink glasses to verbally put down anyone still brave enough to talk down to you. But by now it isn’t all hateful talks, she’s still chasing off anyone with mildly too positive intentions.

“Look feline if you don’t back off now I might be convinced not to starve your family.”

“You can’t do that!”

“Ah, but I can. Would you like to see?”

She’s sure she doesn’t need the extra help from your puppy neighbors but she’ll take it. If only to keep her nails clean, she’ll stick to her own strengths. Happily pulling you behind your market stalls because she desperately needs to be milked. She only trusts you–her human to do such a thing. No one else in this town is worthy of squeezing the liquid magic she can create than you– her dear one and only human.

“Come (Y/n) I need you. You are my special human—the only human I trust to help me fuel my empire. You won’t refuse me, right?”

Part 3: Here

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𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 - 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 °❀⋆

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The descendant in astrology represents the qualities we seek in others—traits that, while often admired in partners, reflect parts of ourselves that remain unexpressed or unexplored. Unlike the ascendant, which embodies our natural style of self-expression, the descendant reveals the energies we are instinctively drawn to in relationships, qualities that can feel foreign yet enticing. These traits act as a mirror, encouraging us to grow by balancing our inherent characteristics with complementary ones, ultimately fostering a fuller sense of self. By understanding the dynamics of the descendant, we can unlock hidden aspects of our personality and integrate qualities we might otherwise project onto others, paving the way for more authentic, harmonious, and enriching connections.

𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Aries rising and Libra on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a reflective surface where Aries risings encounter parts of themselves they may not fully recognize or embrace. Aries, ruled by Mars, is naturally independent, assertive, and action-oriented. When Libra, ruled by Venus, governs the seventh house, Aries risings are often drawn to partners who seem graceful, diplomatic, and harmonious. These Libran qualities contrast with Aries' direct, individualistic nature, making them appear as qualities to seek in others rather than to cultivate within.

For example, an Aries rising might feel that their partner is overly focused on maintaining peace, interpreting this as passive or even indecisive behavior. In reality, these perceptions are a reflection of their own potential for diplomacy, patience, and cooperative energy. Through relationships, Aries risings are encouraged to integrate the softer, more relational qualities of Libra, creating a balanced approach to both self-expression and partnership. This dynamic allows them to find harmony between their personal drive and the relational needs of those they connect with.

Venus through the Houses (ruler of Libra):

Venus in the 1st House (Aries): Relationships influence self-image, drawing partners who boost confidence and charisma. The individual learns to balance their assertive nature with charm, making them both dynamic and appealing in relationships.

Venus in the 2nd House (Taurus): Partnerships emphasize security and shared values, attracting stable, dependable partners. Relationships bring out a deeper appreciation for self-worth and financial harmony, grounding love in mutual support.

Venus in the 3rd House (Gemini): Communication and intellectual connection are central, attracting witty, versatile partners. Relationships thrive on curiosity and exchange, helping the Aries rising cultivate adaptability and open-mindedness.

Venus in the 4th House (Cancer): Love feels nurturing and centered on home life, attracting partners with strong family values. Partnerships foster emotional stability and deepen the need for a secure, comfortable home environment.

Venus in the 5th House (Leo): Relationships are passionate, playful, and expressive, drawing romantic, warm-hearted partners. There’s a strong emphasis on joy and creativity, encouraging Aries risings to embrace shared affection and adventure.

Venus in the 6th House (Virgo): Love is practical, with a focus on service and shared routines, often attracting supportive, reliable partners. Relationships bring out a nurturing side, encouraging commitment and care in everyday life.

Venus in the 7th House (Libra): Harmony in relationships is central, with partners often embodying balance, grace, and mutual respect. Partnerships help the Aries rising cultivate patience and diplomacy, showing the beauty of equal and supportive love.

Venus in the 8th House (Scorpio): Relationships are transformative and emotionally intense, drawing deep, passionate partners. This placement encourages the Aries rising to explore vulnerability, trust, and emotional intensity in love.

Venus in the 9th House (Sagittarius): Partnerships bring a spirit of adventure and growth, attracting partners from diverse backgrounds or interests. Relationships expand their worldview, fostering openness and curiosity in both love and life.

Venus in the 10th House (Capricorn): Love is serious and ambitious, with a focus on long-term goals and stability. Partners are often mature or goal-oriented, challenging the Aries rising to blend personal success with relational stability.

Venus in the 11th House (Aquarius): Friendships and shared ideals play a central role, leading to unconventional partnerships. Partners encourage individuality and freedom, fostering relationships that emphasize personal growth and unique bonds.

Venus in the 12th House (Pisces): Relationships are compassionate, sometimes spiritual, with a subtle, mysterious quality. Partners may inspire empathy and self-reflection, pushing the Aries rising to explore deeper emotional and spiritual realms.

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Taurus rising and Scorpio on the seventh house cusp, relationships are a profound mirror reflecting Taurus's unexamined potential for depth, emotional intensity, and transformation. Taurus, ruled by Venus, gravitates toward stability, comfort, and predictability, preferring a grounded approach to life. With Scorpio ruling the seventh house, Taurus risings are drawn to partners who embody intensity, mystery, and a sense of emotional depth. These Scorpio qualities often feel foreign to Taurus, who might initially view them as either alluring or intimidating, depending on their comfort level with vulnerability and change.

For example, Taurus risings might see their partners as "too intense" or "too secretive," especially if they themselves are hesitant to delve into the complexities of their own emotional world. In reality, these traits are mirrors of the Taurus rising’s own potential for emotional depth and passion, parts of themselves that may not be fully integrated. Relationships with Scorpio on the descendant push Taurus risings out of their comfort zones, encouraging them to confront themes of trust, shared resources, and emotional resilience. Through these partnerships, they learn to balance their natural need for security with Scorpio’s transformative energy, finding strength in vulnerability.

Mars through the Houses (ruler of Scorpio):

Mars in the 1st House (Taurus): Relationships have a powerful impact on self-image, drawing strong, assertive partners who encourage Taurus risings to assert themselves more boldly. Partners inspire them to develop confidence and embrace a more dynamic, self-assured approach.

Mars in the 2nd House (Gemini): Partnerships emphasize shared values, security, and finances, attracting partners who challenge traditional views on resources. Taurus risings learn to balance financial stability with flexibility, allowing for growth in both material and relational realms.

Mars in the 3rd House (Cancer): Communication is intense and transformative, with partners who bring emotional depth to conversations. This placement encourages Taurus risings to confront vulnerability in dialogue, pushing them to express hidden feelings openly.

Mars in the 4th House (Leo): Relationships bring powerful connections to home and family, drawing partners with strong roots or intense family ties. Partners encourage Taurus risings to examine and transform deep-rooted emotional patterns from their family environment.

Mars in the 5th House (Virgo): Love is passionate and sometimes dramatic, with partners who inspire creativity and self-expression. Relationships challenge Taurus risings to take emotional risks, moving beyond comfort and embracing intensity in romance.

Mars in the 6th House (Libra): Partnerships may focus on daily routines and mutual support, with partners who are practical and dedicated. This placement teaches Taurus risings the value of commitment in everyday life, bringing purpose and depth to routine interactions.

Mars in the 7th House (Scorpio): Relationships are deeply transformative, with partners embodying intensity, passion, and emotional honesty. Taurus risings are encouraged to embrace vulnerability and explore the depths of their emotional landscape through these connections.

Mars in the 8th House (Sagittarius): Partnerships revolve around shared resources, intimacy, and transformative experiences. Partners encourage Taurus risings to explore the unknown, fostering growth through deep trust and emotional exploration.

Mars in the 9th House (Capricorn): Relationships bring expansion and higher understanding, with partners who value personal growth and exploration. Taurus risings are pushed to broaden their perspectives and embrace transformation through new beliefs and ideals.

Mars in the 10th House (Aquarius): Partnerships are connected to public life and career, with ambitious partners who challenge traditional roles. Relationships inspire Taurus risings to pursue their goals with drive and to balance personal ambitions with relational commitments.

Mars in the 11th House (Pisces): Relationships often have a social or friendship-based dynamic, with partners who share ideals and dreams. Partners push Taurus risings to embrace both independence and emotional depth within social and group settings.

Mars in the 12th House (Aries): Relationships are infused with compassion, mystery, or spiritual themes, often drawing introspective partners. Partners inspire Taurus risings to explore subconscious fears and hidden desires, leading to healing and personal transformation.

𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Gemini rising and Sagittarius on the seventh house cusp, relationships reflect Gemini’s unexamined potential for expansiveness, optimism, and philosophical growth. Gemini, ruled by Mercury, thrives on curiosity, communication, and mental agility. However, with Sagittarius, ruled by Jupiter, governing the seventh house, Gemini risings are often drawn to partners who embody qualities like adventure, wisdom, and a larger-than-life perspective. These Sagittarian qualities can feel foreign to Gemini’s adaptable, detail-oriented nature, and may initially appear as traits to admire in others rather than cultivate within themselves.

For example, a Gemini rising may find that their partner seems overly focused on “big ideas” or is prone to risk-taking, feeling that their partner is “too impulsive” or “too idealistic.” In reality, these traits are reflections of Gemini’s own latent desire for exploration and a broader worldview. Relationships with Sagittarius on the descendant encourage Gemini risings to see beyond the surface, drawing them toward more meaningful connections and life philosophies. Through these partnerships, Gemini risings are invited to integrate Sagittarius’s quest for wisdom and depth into their lives, balancing curiosity with purpose.

Jupiter through the Houses (ruler of Sagittarius):

Jupiter in the 1st House (Gemini): Relationships greatly influence self-image, drawing optimistic, growth-oriented partners who encourage Gemini risings to adopt a more expansive view of life. Partners help them embrace both curiosity and a sense of adventure in their approach to self-expression.

Jupiter in the 2nd House (Cancer): Partnerships emphasize shared values and emotional security, attracting nurturing, supportive partners. Relationships help Gemini risings develop a deeper appreciation for security and emotional abundance, balancing material stability with generosity.

Jupiter in the 3rd House (Leo): Communication and shared learning are central, with partners who inspire creativity and open-mindedness. These relationships foster a love for new ideas and self-expression, helping Gemini risings expand their intellectual boundaries.

Jupiter in the 4th House (Virgo): Love feels grounding and rooted in home life, attracting partners who bring stability and growth within domestic settings. Partnerships encourage Gemini risings to explore inner peace and cultivate a strong foundation in family and personal beliefs.

Jupiter in the 5th House (Libra): Romance is adventurous, warm, and often playful, with partners who value creativity and shared experiences. These relationships encourage Gemini risings to take joy in self-expression and to pursue love with both spontaneity and balance.

Jupiter in the 6th House (Scorpio): Relationships may focus on mutual improvement and growth through daily routines, attracting passionate and transformative partners. These partnerships push Gemini risings to explore depth in everyday life, balancing curiosity with emotional resilience.

Jupiter in the 7th House (Sagittarius): Relationships are inspiring and expansive, often drawing partners who embody freedom, optimism, and adventure. These partnerships encourage Gemini risings to pursue higher understanding and explore the world through a philosophical lens.

Jupiter in the 8th House (Capricorn): Relationships have a transformative quality, with partners who value trust and shared resources. This placement challenges Gemini risings to explore deeper emotional bonds, bringing depth and a sense of growth through intimacy.

Jupiter in the 9th House (Aquarius): Partnerships revolve around shared ideals, adventure, and intellectual exploration, often attracting unconventional or broad-minded partners. Gemini risings are encouraged to seek wisdom and embrace a progressive approach to both love and learning.

Jupiter in the 10th House (Pisces): Relationships may tie into public life or career, drawing partners who are compassionate and inspirational. These partnerships encourage Gemini risings to balance personal aspirations with a vision for greater purpose and compassion.

Jupiter in the 11th House (Aries): Friendships and shared dreams are central to relationships, attracting partners who are independent and enthusiastic about mutual goals. Gemini risings find inspiration in social connections, broadening their aspirations and embracing bold, future-focused relationships.

Jupiter in the 12th House (Taurus): Relationships often bring themes of compassion, mystery, and healing, with partners who value introspection and emotional depth. These connections push Gemini risings to explore their inner world, embracing a compassionate and intuitive approach to love.

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Cancer rising and Capricorn on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Cancer’s unexamined potential for structure, resilience, and ambition. Cancer, ruled by the Moon, is naturally nurturing, emotionally sensitive, and protective, often prioritizing the personal, private, and intuitive realms of life. Capricorn, ruled by Saturn, governs the seventh house, bringing a desire for stability, responsibility, and grounded commitment in relationships. Cancer risings are thus drawn to partners who appear mature, dependable, or disciplined—qualities that may feel difficult to embody but provide a balancing counterpoint to Cancer’s emotional and sometimes fluctuating nature.

For instance, a Cancer rising might feel that their partner is “too focused on work” or “overly practical,” viewing them as serious or reserved. Yet, these traits are a reflection of Cancer’s own unacknowledged need for stability, structure, and boundaries in relationships. Partnerships with Capricorn on the descendant encourage Cancer risings to develop inner strength, learning that true emotional security can be built upon a foundation of commitment and long-term vision. Through these relationships, Cancer risings integrate Capricorn’s qualities of resilience and steadiness, finding that relationships rooted in mutual responsibility are deeply supportive and fulfilling.

Saturn through the Houses (ruler of Capricorn):

Saturn in the 1st House (Cancer): Relationships strongly influence self-image, attracting responsible, mature partners who encourage Cancer risings to adopt self-discipline and emotional resilience. Partners challenge them to embody strength and stability within themselves.

Saturn in the 2nd House (Leo): Partnerships often focus on security and shared values, drawing partners who emphasize financial stability and loyalty. These relationships teach Cancer risings the value of self-worth and lasting commitment in both love and resources.

Saturn in the 3rd House (Virgo): Communication is practical and intentional, with partners who value clear, grounded dialogue. Relationships encourage Cancer risings to cultivate patience and reliability in communication, enhancing mental discipline and focus.

Saturn in the 4th House (Libra): Relationships influence home and family dynamics, attracting partners with a strong sense of stability and balance. Partners encourage Cancer risings to build a solid, structured foundation at home, balancing emotional needs with a harmonious environment.

Saturn in the 5th House (Scorpio): Love is serious and transformative, often attracting partners who value depth and emotional commitment. These relationships teach Cancer risings to move beyond surface-level affection, embracing maturity and vulnerability in romance.

Saturn in the 6th House (Sagittarius): Partnerships may focus on shared responsibilities and daily routines, drawing partners who are reliable and committed to mutual improvement. Cancer risings learn the value of discipline in everyday life, making relationships stable and supportive.

Saturn in the 7th House (Capricorn): Relationships are serious and grounded, with partners who embody stability, ambition, and reliability. Cancer risings are drawn to committed, long-term relationships that emphasize mutual responsibility and enduring connection.

Saturn in the 8th House (Aquarius): Relationships often involve shared resources, trust, and transformation, attracting partners with a strong sense of integrity and resilience. Cancer risings are encouraged to explore intimacy with care and emotional depth, establishing trust over time.

Saturn in the 9th House (Pisces): Partnerships bring shared ideals and intellectual exploration, with partners who value wisdom and personal growth. Cancer risings learn to broaden their perspectives, incorporating stability and open-mindedness into their relationships.

Saturn in the 10th House (Aries): Relationships are often connected to public life or career, with partners who value success and achievement. Cancer risings are encouraged to balance personal and professional commitments, finding ambition within partnership.

Saturn in the 11th House (Taurus): Relationships often center on shared goals and social networks, attracting steady, supportive partners who encourage long-term aspirations. Cancer risings learn the importance of loyalty, patience, and shared ideals in partnership.

Saturn in the 12th House (Gemini): Relationships are infused with compassion and introspection, often with partners who value emotional growth and healing. Cancer risings are guided to explore the subconscious, learning to release fears and embrace emotional maturity.

𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Leo rising and Aquarius on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Leo’s unexamined potential for independence, innovation, and a broader sense of community. Leo, ruled by the Sun, is naturally expressive, warm, and focused on personal identity and creativity. With Aquarius, ruled by Saturn in Vedic astrology, on the descendant, Leo risings are often drawn to partners who embody traits such as originality, objectivity, and a more detached or humanitarian outlook. These Aquarian qualities contrast with Leo’s need for attention and personal expression, appearing as traits that are easier to admire in others rather than embrace within themselves.

For example, Leo risings may find that their partner is “too detached” or “unpredictable,” viewing them as someone who prioritizes ideals over personal connection. In reality, these characteristics reflect Leo’s own potential for broader vision and individuality, beyond personal validation or recognition. Relationships with Aquarius on the descendant encourage Leo risings to explore qualities of independence, non-conformity, and open-mindedness, helping them balance their personal drive with a sense of shared purpose. Through these partnerships, Leo risings learn to cultivate both their expressive selves and a broader, more inclusive perspective.

Saturn through the Houses (ruler of Aquarius):

Saturn in the 1st House (Leo): Relationships influence self-image, attracting grounded, steady partners who encourage the Leo rising to embody greater responsibility. Partners help them balance charisma with a sense of duty, enhancing self-discipline.

Saturn in the 2nd House (Virgo): Partnerships often focus on shared values and security, attracting practical, supportive partners. These relationships encourage Leo risings to value consistency and develop a realistic approach to financial and emotional stability.

Saturn in the 3rd House (Libra): Communication is a focus, with partners who value fairness, diplomacy, and structured dialogue. Relationships teach Leo risings patience and the importance of thoughtful expression, encouraging open-mindedness and respect.

Saturn in the 4th House (Scorpio): Relationships bring transformation and depth to the home environment, drawing partners with strong emotional resilience. Leo risings are encouraged to explore inner stability and deepen emotional bonds within the home.

Saturn in the 5th House (Sagittarius): Love is serious yet expansive, with partners who value wisdom and personal growth. Relationships encourage Leo risings to balance passion with responsibility, embracing commitment within joyful, shared experiences.

Saturn in the 6th House (Capricorn): Partnerships may focus on shared routines and responsibilities, attracting dedicated and disciplined partners. Leo risings learn the importance of mutual support and duty within daily life, bringing reliability into love.

Saturn in the 7th House (Aquarius): Relationships are grounded, often unconventional, with partners who value freedom, individuality, and ideals. Leo risings are drawn to connections that balance commitment with personal autonomy, embracing progressive relationship dynamics.

Saturn in the 8th House (Pisces): Partnerships emphasize emotional depth, trust, and transformation, attracting partners with a reflective or spiritual side. Leo risings are encouraged to explore vulnerability and face emotional complexities, developing resilience in love.

Saturn in the 9th House (Aries): Relationships expand perspectives, drawing partners who value exploration and personal growth. Leo risings find inspiration in these connections, embracing new ideas and a broader worldview through partnership.

Saturn in the 10th House (Taurus): Relationships are often tied to career or public image, with partners who are steady and reliable. Leo risings are encouraged to balance ambition with stability, creating partnerships that support mutual long-term goals.

Saturn in the 11th House (Gemini): Partnerships center around shared ideals and social circles, attracting partners who value intellectual exchange and friendship. Leo risings are guided to embrace collaboration and community in love, balancing personal desires with shared aspirations.

Saturn in the 12th House (Cancer): Relationships bring introspection and emotional healing, with partners who are compassionate and sensitive. Leo risings are encouraged to explore their subconscious fears and hidden vulnerabilities, fostering spiritual and emotional growth in love.

𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Virgo rising and Pisces on the seventh house cusp, relationships reflect Virgo’s unexamined potential for compassion, intuition, and surrender. Virgo, ruled by Mercury, is detail-oriented, analytical, and practical, focusing on order and precision. With Pisces, ruled by Jupiter in Vedic astrology, governing the seventh house, Virgo risings are often drawn to partners who embody qualities such as empathy, idealism, and a more intuitive or spiritual outlook. These Piscean traits contrast with Virgo’s need for structure and clarity, appearing as qualities they admire in others but may initially struggle to fully embrace within themselves.

For instance, a Virgo rising might feel that their partner is “too emotional” or “impractical,” viewing them as sensitive or even escapist. In reality, these characteristics reflect Virgo’s own potential for emotional openness and spiritual connection. Relationships with Pisces on the descendant encourage Virgo risings to explore their capacity for empathy, imagination, and surrender, allowing them to find harmony between their logical approach and a more holistic, compassionate outlook. Through these partnerships, Virgo risings learn to embrace both their practical nature and Pisces’s softer, intuitive qualities, creating a more balanced and fulfilling approach to love.

Jupiter through the Houses (ruler of Pisces):

Jupiter in the 1st House (Virgo): Relationships greatly influence self-image, attracting compassionate, expansive partners who encourage Virgo risings to embrace self-acceptance. These connections challenge them to balance practicality with openness, fostering a more holistic sense of self.

Jupiter in the 2nd House (Libra): Partnerships emphasize shared values and harmony, attracting partners who appreciate beauty, balance, and mutual support. Relationships teach Virgo risings to find value in comfort and emotional generosity, balancing pragmatism with a sense of abundance.

Jupiter in the 3rd House (Scorpio): Communication and emotional depth are central, with partners who encourage honest and transformative conversations. Relationships foster deeper connections through vulnerability, helping Virgo risings to trust their intuition in communication.

Jupiter in the 4th House (Sagittarius): Love feels nurturing and idealistic, with partners who value home, family, and philosophical growth. These relationships encourage Virgo risings to build a foundation of emotional security and wisdom in the home environment.

Jupiter in the 5th House (Capricorn): Romance is mature and grounded, drawing partners who inspire responsibility in love and creative pursuits. Virgo risings learn to balance joy with discipline, finding fulfillment in commitment and shared goals in romance.

Jupiter in the 6th House (Aquarius): Relationships focus on mutual service and shared routines, with partners who value practicality and community ideals. Partnerships push Virgo risings to embrace teamwork and the well-being of others, creating relationships based on mutual growth.

Jupiter in the 7th House (Pisces): Relationships are deeply compassionate, with partners who embody empathy, intuition, and idealism. Virgo risings are drawn to meaningful, supportive partnerships that encourage spiritual growth and emotional openness.

Jupiter in the 8th House (Aries): Relationships often involve shared resources, trust, and transformation, attracting dynamic, passionate partners. Virgo risings are encouraged to explore vulnerability and resilience, deepening their emotional bonds through trust.

Jupiter in the 9th House (Taurus): Partnerships emphasize shared beliefs and intellectual growth, drawing partners with wisdom and stability. Relationships inspire Virgo risings to expand their worldview, balancing personal ideals with shared values.

Jupiter in the 10th House (Gemini): Relationships may be connected to public life or career, with partners who value intellectual growth and adaptability. Virgo risings learn to harmonize their professional goals with relational commitments, fostering growth in both areas.

Jupiter in the 11th House (Cancer): Partnerships center on shared ideals and social connections, attracting compassionate, nurturing partners. Virgo risings are guided to embrace empathy and emotional support, bringing mutual care and understanding into friendships and partnerships.

Jupiter in the 12th House (Leo): Relationships bring themes of compassion, spirituality, and introspection, attracting partners with a deep, reflective nature. Virgo risings explore hidden fears and subconscious desires in relationships, leading to healing and profound self-awareness.

𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Libra rising and Aries on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Libra’s unexamined potential for courage, assertiveness, and self-reliance. Libra, ruled by Venus, naturally gravitates towards harmony, diplomacy, and balance, often seeking to create peaceful connections and valuing partnership as a central part of life. With Aries, ruled by Mars, on the descendant, Libra risings are drawn to partners who embody strength, independence, and decisiveness—qualities that can feel challenging for the typically relationship-oriented and collaborative Libra to fully embrace.

For example, a Libra rising might perceive their partner as “too impulsive” or “self-centered,” feeling that their partner’s assertiveness or directness disrupts the harmonious dynamic they value. In truth, these traits are a reflection of Libra’s own potential for boldness and authenticity, qualities they may avoid expressing openly. Relationships with Aries on the descendant encourage Libra risings to find their inner strength, learning to set boundaries, make clear decisions, and assert themselves when needed. Through these partnerships, Libra risings are invited to blend their natural diplomacy with a more assertive, self-assured approach.

Mars through the Houses (ruler of Aries):

Mars in the 1st House (Libra): Relationships have a strong impact on self-identity, attracting confident, assertive partners who inspire Libra risings to take charge and express themselves more openly. These partnerships challenge them to balance charm with courage.

Mars in the 2nd House (Scorpio): Partnerships emphasize security and shared values, often drawing intense, resourceful partners. Relationships encourage Libra risings to develop resilience and depth, helping them navigate power dynamics and assert their own worth.

Mars in the 3rd House (Sagittarius): Communication is dynamic and often direct, attracting partners who are adventurous, candid, and expressive. Relationships push Libra risings to engage in open, honest dialogue, learning to express their opinions confidently.

Mars in the 4th House (Capricorn): Relationships influence home and family life, often attracting partners who are responsible, grounded, and ambitious. Partners encourage Libra risings to cultivate stability at home and to approach relationships with maturity and determination.

Mars in the 5th House (Aquarius): Love is passionate and spontaneous, drawing partners who value creativity and freedom. Libra risings learn to embrace self-expression and autonomy in romance, balancing joy with assertiveness and personal space.

Mars in the 6th House (Pisces): Partnerships may center on shared responsibilities or daily routines, attracting partners who bring dedication and practicality. Relationships teach Libra risings the value of mutual support in everyday life, as well as the courage to handle challenges together.

Mars in the 7th House (Aries): Relationships are bold and often intense, with partners who embody decisiveness, passion, and independence. Libra risings are challenged to assert themselves and embrace directness, finding strength in both self-reliance and partnership.

Mars in the 8th House (Taurus): Partnerships have a transformative quality, often involving shared resources, trust, and intimacy. These connections encourage Libra risings to explore vulnerability, resilience, and the courage to engage in deep emotional bonding.

Mars in the 9th House (Gemini): Relationships broaden perspectives, attracting partners with a passion for exploration and intellectual growth. Libra risings are encouraged to embrace spontaneity, take risks, and expand their worldview through partnership.

Mars in the 10th House (Cancer): Relationships influence career or public image, often attracting ambitious and supportive partners. Libra risings are inspired to integrate their personal goals with their partnerships, finding balance between their ambitions and relationship responsibilities.

Mars in the 11th House (Leo): Friendships and shared ideals are central to relationships, with partners who are confident and socially engaged. These connections encourage Libra risings to embrace a bold vision and expand their social network with confidence and purpose.

Mars in the 12th House (Virgo): Relationships bring introspection, compassion, and deep healing, often drawing introspective or spiritual partners. Libra risings are encouraged to explore inner strength, confront subconscious fears, and embrace vulnerability in love.

𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Scorpio rising and Taurus on the seventh house cusp, relationships reflect Scorpio’s unexamined potential for stability, loyalty, and appreciation for life’s comforts. Scorpio, ruled by Mars in traditional Vedic astrology, is intense, transformative, and thrives on emotional depth. With Taurus, ruled by Venus, governing the seventh house, Scorpio risings are often drawn to partners who embody qualities such as patience, reliability, and groundedness. These Taurus qualities provide a balancing counterpoint to Scorpio’s complex, sometimes intense approach to life, appearing as traits that Scorpio risings admire but may struggle to fully embrace within themselves.

For example, a Scorpio rising may feel that their partner is “too predictable” or “overly focused on material comfort,” viewing them as grounded yet perhaps lacking in intensity. In reality, these qualities are a reflection of Scorpio’s own need for stability, security, and a deeper sense of personal peace. Relationships with Taurus on the descendant encourage Scorpio risings to slow down, value simplicity, and cultivate patience. Through these partnerships, Scorpio risings learn to balance their natural intensity with a more nurturing, steady approach, finding fulfillment in a lasting, secure relationship.

Venus through the Houses (ruler of Taurus):

Venus in the 1st House (Scorpio): Relationships have a strong influence on self-image, attracting partners who are affectionate, grounded, and patient. Scorpio risings learn to integrate warmth and balance with their intensity, creating a harmonious sense of self in relationships.

Venus in the 2nd House (Sagittarius): Partnerships focus on shared values and material security, drawing partners who value stability and generosity. Relationships teach Scorpio risings the value of abundance and loyalty, balancing their depth with a sense of optimism.

Venus in the 3rd House (Capricorn): Communication is practical and reliable, with partners who bring structure and patience to discussions. Relationships encourage Scorpio risings to communicate with consistency and patience, embracing a steady, grounded approach in love.

Venus in the 4th House (Aquarius): Love feels nurturing and deeply rooted, often tied to home and family, with partners who offer stability and shared ideals. Scorpio risings find emotional security at home, learning to blend independence with a sense of belonging.

Venus in the 5th House (Pisces): Romance is idealistic and deeply emotional, attracting compassionate, creative partners. These connections encourage Scorpio risings to explore love through creativity and imagination, balancing intensity with tenderness.

Venus in the 6th House (Aries): Relationships may focus on shared routines and responsibilities, attracting partners who are dependable yet dynamic. Scorpio risings learn to incorporate mutual support in daily life, valuing practical service within a passionate relationship.

Venus in the 7th House (Taurus): Relationships are grounding and steady, with partners who embody loyalty, patience, and stability. Scorpio risings are drawn to committed, secure partnerships that bring out their softer, nurturing side.

Venus in the 8th House (Gemini): Partnerships often involve shared resources and emotional transformation, attracting curious, communicative partners. Scorpio risings explore vulnerability and trust, blending their intensity with a lighthearted, open-minded approach to intimacy.

Venus in the 9th House (Cancer): Relationships expand worldviews and bring emotional depth, often drawing nurturing, philosophical partners. Scorpio risings are encouraged to open up to new perspectives, balancing deep emotional bonds with intellectual growth.

Venus in the 10th House (Leo): Relationships may connect to public life or career, with partners who are ambitious and supportive. Scorpio risings find inspiration in these partnerships, blending personal ambition with loyalty and stability in their public and private lives.

Venus in the 11th House (Virgo): Partnerships often center on shared goals or social circles, with partners who value service and practicality. Scorpio risings are guided to embrace friendships and community within relationships, balancing passion with a sense of social commitment.

Venus in the 12th House (Libra): Relationships bring compassion, mystery, and introspection, attracting partners with a reflective, sensitive nature. Scorpio risings explore the spiritual side of love, learning to release fears and embrace emotional peace within partnerships.

𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Sagittarius rising and Gemini on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Sagittarius’s unexamined potential for curiosity, adaptability, and open communication. Sagittarius, ruled by Jupiter, is naturally philosophical, adventurous, and driven by a need for meaning and expansion. With Gemini, ruled by Mercury, on the descendant, Sagittarius risings are often drawn to partners who embody qualities like wit, versatility, and intellectual agility. These Geminian qualities contrast with Sagittarius’s broad, idealistic approach, making them seem like traits to admire in others rather than to cultivate within themselves.

For instance, a Sagittarius rising might view their partner as “too detail-oriented” or “always changing,” seeing them as intellectually curious yet perhaps lacking in the depth or consistency they value. However, these qualities actually reflect Sagittarius’s own potential for embracing life’s variety, engaging with new ideas, and seeing multiple perspectives. Relationships with Gemini on the descendant encourage Sagittarius risings to balance their expansive nature with a grounded, communicative approach to partnership. Through these connections, Sagittarius risings are invited to refine their beliefs, listen to others, and engage more mindfully.

Mercury through the Houses (ruler of Gemini):

Mercury in the 1st House (Sagittarius): Relationships impact self-expression and worldview, attracting intelligent, communicative partners who challenge Sagittarius risings to listen actively and consider other perspectives. These partnerships encourage balance between personal ideals and open-minded dialogue.

Mercury in the 2nd House (Capricorn): Partnerships emphasize shared values and stability, drawing practical, supportive partners. Relationships help Sagittarius risings find value in consistency, learning to balance adventurous impulses with financial and emotional security.

Mercury in the 3rd House (Aquarius): Communication is lively and often unconventional, with partners who bring fresh ideas and innovative thinking. Relationships encourage Sagittarius risings to embrace open-mindedness, exploring intellectual freedom and flexibility in communication.

Mercury in the 4th House (Pisces): Love centers on home and emotional depth, attracting partners who value introspection and empathy. Sagittarius risings learn to blend intellectual curiosity with emotional understanding, creating a secure and harmonious home environment.

Mercury in the 5th House (Aries): Relationships are playful, dynamic, and full of shared creative pursuits, drawing passionate, lively partners. Sagittarius risings are encouraged to explore self-expression and spontaneity in love, balancing intellect with romance.

Mercury in the 6th House (Taurus): Partnerships often focus on shared routines and responsibilities, attracting reliable, practical partners. Relationships teach Sagittarius risings the value of commitment in daily life, finding balance in supportive and steady companionship.

Mercury in the 7th House (Gemini): Relationships are stimulating and mentally engaging, with partners who bring versatility, wit, and intellectual curiosity. Sagittarius risings are drawn to connections that value open communication and shared learning, fostering a lively and flexible approach to love.

Mercury in the 8th House (Cancer): Relationships are intense and transformative, with partners who bring emotional depth and a sense of mystery. Sagittarius risings explore the psychological aspects of connection, learning to balance intellectual curiosity with emotional vulnerability.

Mercury in the 9th House (Leo): Relationships broaden horizons, attracting partners with a love for travel, philosophy, or personal growth. These partnerships inspire Sagittarius risings to merge personal beliefs with intellectual exploration, creating bonds that are adventurous and meaningful.

Mercury in the 10th House (Virgo): Partnerships often influence public life or career, attracting practical, goal-oriented partners. Sagittarius risings are encouraged to balance ambition with communication, creating connections that support mutual achievement.

Mercury in the 11th House (Libra): Friendships and shared ideals are central to relationships, with partners who value harmony and social engagement. Sagittarius risings are guided to balance individuality with shared dreams, fostering open-mindedness within a social network.

Mercury in the 12th House (Scorpio): Relationships bring introspection, mystery, and emotional depth, often attracting intuitive, reflective partners. Sagittarius risings are encouraged to explore hidden fears, cultivating compassion and a deeper understanding of the emotional side of love.

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Capricorn rising and Cancer on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Capricorn’s unexamined potential for emotional depth, nurturing, and vulnerability. Capricorn, ruled by Saturn, is disciplined, ambitious, and focused on achieving stability and structure in life. With Cancer, ruled by the Moon, on the descendant, Capricorn risings are often drawn to partners who embody qualities like sensitivity, warmth, and an emphasis on emotional connection. These Cancerian traits contrast with Capricorn’s reserved, pragmatic nature, appearing as qualities they admire in others but may initially struggle to embody within themselves.

For example, a Capricorn rising might see their partner as “too emotional” or “overly sensitive,” feeling that their partner’s need for emotional security disrupts their structured approach to life. However, these qualities actually reflect Capricorn’s own unacknowledged need for comfort, intimacy, and emotional expression. Relationships with Cancer on the descendant encourage Capricorn risings to soften their guarded exterior and embrace the nurturing, receptive side of themselves. Through these partnerships, they learn to balance their natural drive for stability with a more open-hearted approach to love and connection.

Moon through the Houses (ruler of Cancer):

Moon in the 1st House (Capricorn): Relationships have a strong impact on self-image, attracting nurturing, empathetic partners who encourage Capricorn risings to embrace self-compassion. Partners help them balance ambition with emotional warmth, making them more approachable and in tune with their feelings.

Moon in the 2nd House (Aquarius): Partnerships emphasize shared values and security, often attracting partners with humanitarian ideals and a strong sense of community. Relationships help Capricorn risings find emotional security in material stability, balanced with open-mindedness and generosity.

Moon in the 3rd House (Pisces): Communication is compassionate and sensitive, drawing partners who value emotional connection and open dialogue. These partnerships encourage Capricorn risings to embrace empathy in communication, creating deeper and more intuitive exchanges.

Moon in the 4th House (Aries): Relationships bring focus to home and family, attracting partners with a protective or passionate nature. Capricorn risings are encouraged to nurture their inner foundations, creating an emotionally supportive and secure family environment.

Moon in the 5th House (Taurus): Love is grounded and affectionate, with partners who value stability and sensuality. Relationships inspire Capricorn risings to embrace romance and enjoyment, balancing their serious nature with warmth and appreciation for life’s pleasures.

Moon in the 6th House (Gemini): Relationships may focus on shared routines and daily responsibilities, with partners who value intellectual engagement. Capricorn risings learn the importance of balance in everyday life, combining practical support with open, adaptable communication.

Moon in the 7th House (Cancer): Relationships are deeply nurturing, with partners who embody compassion, warmth, and sensitivity. Capricorn risings are drawn to caring, supportive connections that help them explore emotional vulnerability and foster mutual care.

Moon in the 8th House (Leo): Relationships have a transformative quality, often involving deep emotional bonding and shared resources. Partners inspire Capricorn risings to confront fears and trust in intimacy, balancing intensity with emotional resilience.

Moon in the 9th House (Virgo): Relationships expand perspectives, attracting partners who value learning, growth, and philosophical discussions. These partnerships encourage Capricorn risings to balance their pragmatic outlook with intellectual and emotional openness.

Moon in the 10th House (Libra): Relationships influence public life or career, often bringing harmony and balance to professional pursuits. Partners help Capricorn risings incorporate empathy and collaboration into their goals, finding success through cooperative relationships.

Moon in the 11th House (Scorpio): Friendships and shared ideals are central to partnerships, with emotionally intense, loyal partners. Capricorn risings are encouraged to embrace shared dreams and deep connections within their social circle, balancing ambition with meaningful friendships.

Moon in the 12th House (Sagittarius): Relationships bring introspection, compassion, and spiritual growth, attracting partners with a philosophical or reflective nature. Capricorn risings explore emotional depth and healing, learning to trust in the unseen aspects of love and connection.

𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Aquarius rising and Leo on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Aquarius’s unexamined potential for self-expression, passion, and loyalty. Aquarius, ruled by Saturn in traditional Vedic astrology, is naturally independent, intellectually driven, and values freedom and innovation. With Leo, ruled by the Sun, on the descendant, Aquarius risings are drawn to partners who embody qualities such as warmth, creativity, and an open-hearted approach to life. These Leonine traits contrast with Aquarius’s more detached, collective-oriented mindset, appearing as qualities they admire in others but may feel hesitant to fully embrace within themselves.

For example, an Aquarius rising might view their partner as “too dramatic” or “self-focused,” seeing them as expressive yet perhaps overly individualistic. However, these qualities actually reflect Aquarius’s own potential for bold self-expression and authenticity, traits they may resist due to their focus on the broader picture. Relationships with Leo on the descendant encourage Aquarius risings to tap into their own creativity, embrace personal joy, and celebrate life with a greater sense of presence and confidence. Through these partnerships, Aquarius risings learn to balance their intellectual approach with a more heart-centered, playful view of love.

Sun through the Houses (ruler of Leo):

Sun in the 1st House (Aquarius): Relationships significantly influence self-image, attracting confident, expressive partners who encourage Aquarius risings to step into the spotlight. Partners help them balance intellectual ideals with self-assurance, learning to embrace both individuality and self-expression.

Sun in the 2nd House (Pisces): Partnerships emphasize shared values and emotional security, often attracting compassionate, supportive partners. Relationships teach Aquarius risings the value of emotional openness, helping them to balance stability with empathy and self-worth.

Sun in the 3rd House (Aries): Communication is lively and direct, with partners who are bold, opinionated, and enthusiastic. These partnerships encourage Aquarius risings to engage actively in dialogue, fostering openness and confidence in self-expression.

Sun in the 4th House (Taurus): Relationships bring a sense of warmth and grounding to home life, attracting partners who are stable and nurturing. Aquarius risings find security in their relationships, learning to balance intellectual pursuits with emotional warmth at home.

Sun in the 5th House (Gemini): Love is playful and expressive, with partners who are curious, witty, and adaptable. Aquarius risings are encouraged to embrace romance and spontaneity, balancing their intellectual side with a sense of fun and light-hearted connection.

Sun in the 6th House (Cancer): Partnerships may center on shared routines and responsibilities, with nurturing, caring partners. Aquarius risings learn the importance of dedication and mutual care in everyday life, creating supportive and practical relationships.

Sun in the 7th House (Leo): Relationships are passionate and deeply engaging, with partners who are confident, expressive, and loyal. Aquarius risings are drawn to connections that value authenticity and heart-centered love, embracing warmth and commitment in relationships.

Sun in the 8th House (Virgo): Relationships have a transformative quality, often involving deep emotional intimacy and trust. Partners encourage Aquarius risings to embrace vulnerability, developing resilience and self-assuredness through emotional connection.

Sun in the 9th House (Libra): Partnerships broaden perspectives, attracting partners who value intellectual growth, balance, and adventure. Aquarius risings are inspired to explore new beliefs and expand their worldview, finding a harmonious approach to love and learning.

Sun in the 10th House (Scorpio): Relationships often tie into public life or career, with passionate, ambitious partners. Aquarius risings are encouraged to integrate emotional depth into their public roles, creating partnerships that support both professional and personal growth.

Sun in the 11th House (Sagittarius): Friendships and shared ideals are central to relationships, drawing partners with a strong sense of vision and adventure. Aquarius risings are guided to balance personal aspirations with mutual dreams, embracing growth in community and love.

Sun in the 12th House (Capricorn): Relationships bring introspection and spiritual growth, attracting reflective, disciplined partners. Aquarius risings are encouraged to explore their subconscious, finding strength and healing in love through introspection and compassion.

𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭

With Pisces rising and Virgo on the seventh house cusp, relationships serve as a mirror for Pisces’ unexamined potential for practicality, discernment, and commitment to service. Pisces, ruled by Jupiter in Vedic astrology, is compassionate, intuitive, and often idealistic, with a natural focus on spirituality, empathy, and creativity. With Virgo, ruled by Mercury, governing the seventh house, Pisces risings are drawn to partners who embody qualities such as reliability, analytical thinking, and groundedness. These Virgoan traits provide a counterbalance to Pisces’ flowing, sometimes elusive nature, appearing as qualities to admire in others but that may feel challenging to fully integrate within themselves.

For instance, a Pisces rising may feel that their partner is “too critical” or “too focused on details,” seeing them as practical but sometimes rigid. In reality, these qualities reflect Pisces’ own potential for focus, organization, and thoughtful planning. Relationships with Virgo on the descendant encourage Pisces risings to develop discernment, appreciate routines, and engage in purposeful action. Through these partnerships, Pisces risings learn to balance their natural empathy with Virgo’s clarity and attention to detail, fostering healthier, more stable connections.

Mercury through the Houses (ruler of Virgo):

Mercury in the 1st House (Pisces): Relationships significantly influence self-image, attracting thoughtful, supportive partners who help Pisces risings ground their ideals in practical actions. Partners encourage a balance between intuition and logic, enhancing their self-expression with focus and clarity.

Mercury in the 2nd House (Aries): Partnerships emphasize shared values and security, drawing independent, assertive partners who value both personal growth and financial stability. Relationships teach Pisces risings to appreciate stability and assertiveness, helping them set boundaries and recognize their self-worth.

Mercury in the 3rd House (Taurus): Communication is practical and steady, with partners who bring groundedness and patience to discussions. These partnerships encourage Pisces risings to embrace reliability in communication, creating a thoughtful approach to relationships.

Mercury in the 4th House (Gemini): Love centers around home and family, often drawing communicative, adaptable partners. Pisces risings find intellectual connection at home, learning to balance emotional depth with open, flexible communication.

Mercury in the 5th House (Cancer): Romance is nurturing and creative, attracting sensitive, emotionally aware partners. Relationships encourage Pisces risings to embrace both the joyful and serious sides of love, balancing creativity with emotional grounding.

Mercury in the 6th House (Leo): Partnerships often focus on shared responsibilities, with partners who are reliable yet expressive. Pisces risings learn to balance self-expression with duty in daily life, creating relationships that are both supportive and inspiring.

Mercury in the 7th House (Virgo): Relationships are practical and service-oriented, with partners who embody discernment, reliability, and humility. Pisces risings are drawn to stable, down-to-earth connections that help them bring structure and purpose to their lives.

Mercury in the 8th House (Libra): Relationships are transformative and focused on emotional depth, drawing partners who value balance, intimacy, and fairness. Pisces risings learn to explore their own depths, finding harmony in trust and shared resources.

Mercury in the 9th House (Scorpio): Partnerships bring exploration and growth, with partners who are deeply insightful and philosophical. Relationships inspire Pisces risings to expand their worldviews, merging idealism with depth in love and learning.

Mercury in the 10th House (Sagittarius): Relationships may connect to public life or career, attracting ambitious, growth-oriented partners. Pisces risings find a balance between personal goals and relational commitments, fostering growth in both professional and personal life.

Mercury in the 11th House (Capricorn): Friendships and shared goals are central to relationships, with partners who value loyalty, stability, and long-term vision. Pisces risings are encouraged to cultivate mutual ambitions, finding strength in shared ideals and community.

Mercury in the 12th House (Aquarius): Relationships bring introspection and spiritual growth, attracting reflective, humanitarian partners. Pisces risings explore inner fears and spiritual dimensions of love, fostering compassion and emotional healing.

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[cumironi]

warning. fem! reader, daddy kink! toji, fingering, degrading, you give him viagra.

toji fushiguro has never felt this way before in his life. he’s always been a sexually charged man— always had a high libido, but this? this is becoming ridiculous. he’s not sure what the cause of it is, but he’s sitting at his desk at work. his fingers mindlessly type away at the keyboard, hand fiddling with the mouse, but his thoughts are only on one thing.

why on earth is he feeling so hot? fuck, and why is his cock so hard? why are beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead? he glances at the clock feverishly, muttering a curse to himself as he realises he’s only two hours into an eight hour shift. fuck, what does he do? what does he do?

the first thing he can think of is you, grabbing his phone with slightly shaky hands as he opens up your contact and presses on the call button. he glances around, making sure nobody in the office is close enough to hear, and listens to it ring. the moment you pick up, you hardly get a greeting out before he’s hissing into the receiver.

“alright, ya’ fuckin’ brat, what’d ya do?”

your response on the other end is a stifled giggle and a denial of responsibility on your part. he curls his upper lip, knowing immediately that that laugh means you do have something to do with this.

“don’t fuck around with me, girl, i know it’s your doin’. now tell me, what did you do, why is my cock so damn hard right now?”

you let out another small giggle, shaking your head even though he can't see you through the phone. you lean back against your pillows, stretching out comfortably as you reply in a light, teasing tone. “aw, poor baby. having some... trouble down there?” you ask innocently, drawing out the last word for emphasis. you can practically picture the scowl on his face, which only makes you grin wider.

“maybe if you're a good boy and beg nicely, i'll tell youuu..” you trail off suggestively, enjoying the power you seem to have over him in this moment. a thrill runs through you at the thought of reducing such a strong, confident man to pleading for relie— and all from the comfort of your own bed, no less.

he grunts, rolling his eyes at your innocent act. how you think you can fool him, he doesn't know. maybe because you're so fucking young? whatever the reason, it's working. he feels his cock throbbing in agreement with your suggestion, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

“beg, huh? alright then, princess,” his voice drops to a low purr, “on your knees for me, sugar. show me just how much you want to help your big bad toji.” he chuckles, shifting in his seat as he waits for your response. he knows you won't disappoint— not when there's fun to be had.

you smirk to yourself, quite pleased with how easily you've gotten under his skin. you sit up straighter, crossing your legs primly as you respond in a sweet, sing-song voice.

“ohhhh toji, you know i'd love to! but...” you draw out the word dramatically, “...i don't think i will. after all, i'm comfy right where i ammm.”

you giggle again, delighting in the frustrated noise he makes on the other end of the line. you can almost feel the heat of his glare through the phone, and it sends a delicious shiver down your spine.

“besides, didn't anyone ever teach you it's rude to make demands? if you wanna play, you gotta learn some manners first,” you punctuate your words with a wink, even though he can't see it.

his eyes narrow, the annoyance clear in his gaze as he leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his broad chest. “well isn't that just fucking rich? demanding manners from someone who clearly hasn't learned them yet themselves.”

he lets out a huff, running a hand through his dark hair in frustration. but despite himself, he can't help but smile at your antics. “fine then, brat. how ’bout this? how ‘bout i give you a little taste of what you're denying me?”

there's a pause as he takes a moment to adjust himself, the sound of rustling fabric filling the silence between you both. he clears his throat, his voice dropping lower still. “how ‘bout i take matters into my own hands instead?”

you bite your lip, trying to suppress the excited flutter in your stomach at his words. you can practically imagine the sight of those large, capable hands wrapping around his thick length, and it sends a wave of warmth pooling between your thighs.

“that sounds... tempting,” you admit, your voice dropping to match his sultry tone. “but i'm still comfortable here. and besides, i'm not sure how well you handle rejection...”

you let the implication hang in the air, knowing full well how much it would irk him. you can already picture the look of stubborn determination on his face— the same look he gets whenever he sets his mind to something.

he snorts, a hint of amusement lacing his voice despite the growing irritation. “rejection? from you? well, ain't that just a fucking shame. please, kid, you don't know the first thing about turning me down.”

his fingers drum impatiently against his thigh, the tension in his body palpable. “look, i'm giving you a choice here. either you get off that damn bed and come play with me, or i'll just have to find my own release. and trust me, it won't be pretty.”

there's a dangerous edge to his words, a promise of things to come if you continue to deny him. he's not used to being teased like this, and it's starting to grate on his nerves. but goddamn if it's not also turning him on more than he cares to admit.

you shiver at the threat in his voice, a thrill of excitement mixed with a touch of fear. you know exactly what kind of'release' he's referring to—and the thought of it has your core clenching with need.

“ohhh, I'm shaking in my boots,” you tease, trying to keep your voice steady despite the ache building inside you. “but you know what they say, baby... pride comes before a fall.”

you pause, letting the weight of your words sink in. “and honestly? i'm not sure i'd want to be around for the aftermath of your tantrum. seems like it might get messy...” you trail off, leaving the invitation open-ended. you're playing with fire, you know— but the thought of seeing him lose control, of witnessing the raw desire etched across his features, is too enticing to resist.

his patience snaps like a twig underfoot. “fuck it,” he growls, standing abruptly and pacing the room in agitation. “i‘ve had enough of your games, brat.”

he stops in front of the window, gazing out at the cityscape below as he tries to regain his composure. “listen up, kiddo. i’m coming over. and when i do, we’re gonna forget all about these silly little teases and get down to business.”

there's a finality to his tone, an unspoken command that brooks no argument. he's made up his mind, and now it's time for you to comply. “be ready,” he adds, his voice low and warning. “or else.”

your heart pounds in your chest at his declaration, a mix of anxiety and anticipation swirling within you. you quickly scramble off the bed, your feet hitting the floor with a soft thud as you rush to prepare yourself.

“or else what?” you challenge lightly, attempting to mask the tremble in your voice. “you gonna spank me like a naughty child? or maybe you'll just have to punish me some other way...” you let your words hang in the air, suggesting all manner of punishments that send a fresh wave of heat coursing through your veins. you know you're pushing him, testing his limits—but part of you craves the chaos that follows such reckless behavior.

he laughs, but there's no humor in it. “don't tempt me, girl,” he warns, each syllable dripping with barely restrained lust. “because believe me, when i get my hands on you, you won't be sitting down for a week.”

he hangs up without another word, leaving you staring at the phone in disbelief. seconds later, there's a sharp knock at the door, followed by the jangle of keys. he must have kept a spare set, you realize, your heart leaping into your throat as the door swings open and he fills the frame.

he looks pissed. and turned on. and maybe a little bit crazy. “hello, sweetheart,” he drawls, stepping into the apartment and closing the door behind him with a resounding click. “ready to pay for all that attitude?’

he stalks towards you, a predatory glint in his eye.

your breath catches in your throat as he approaches, the air charged with tension and expectation. you stand frozen in place, unable to tear your gaze away from the fierce intensity in his eyes.

“i... i don't know,” you reply coyly, tilting your head to the side as you feign innocence. “attitude's kinda my thing. what makes you think i'd want to change?” you take a step back, retreating until your back presses against the wall. the cool surface provides a stark contrast to the heat radiating off your flushed skin.

he closes the distance between you in two long strides, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head as he looms over you. his free hand finds your hip, gripping it possessively as he leans in close.

“oh, i‘ll make you want to change,” he promises darkly, his breath hot against your ear. “i‘ll make you beg for it, princess. i‘ll make you scream so loud the whole damn neighborhood will hear you.”

he punctuates his words with a rough grind of his hips against yours, the hard bulge of his arousal pressing insistently against your stomach. “sooo, what's it gonna be, sugar? you gonna be a good girl for daddy? or do i need to teach you a lesson?” his hand slides higher, skimming along your ribcage until his thumb brushes the underside of your breast.

a gasp escapes your lips at the contact, your nipples hardening instantly beneath the thin fabric of your top. you squirm against him, feeling the throbbing pulse of his arousal against your belly.

“i... i...“ you stutter, caught between defiance and desire. “daddy? who said anything about daddies.” your protest falls flat, though, lost amidst the haze of arousal clouding your senses. you arch into his touch, seeking more friction against your sensitive flesh.

“teach me then,” you whisper, a daring gleam in your eyes. “show me how a real man handles a naughty girl.”

a low chuckle rumbles in his chest, the sound vibrating through you. “with pleasure,” he purrs, his grip tightening on your hip as he pulls you closer. his other hand moves lower, slipping beneath your skirt to find your panties damp with anticipation. “seems like someone's eager for their lesson,” he taunts, circling his fingertips around your swollen clit.

he pinches the sensitive nub firmly, watching your face for any sign of discomfort. but when none comes, he smirks. “good girl,” he murmurs approvingly, his fingers continuing their torturous dance.

“now why don't you show daddy how much you want this?” he coos, leaning in to capture your bottom lip between his teeth. “bend over and spread those legs nice and wide.” a whimper escapes you as his fingers work their magic, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through your body. you're already so wet, so desperate for more of his touch.

“please,” you breathe, the word falling from your lips unbidden. “i need... i need...” you trail off, unable to articulate the overwhelming hunger consuming you. instead, you obey his command, turning and bracing your hands against the wall. you look back at him over your shoulder, your eyes hazy with lust.

“like this, daddy?” you ask feigned innocent, slowly bending at the waist and arching your back. you reach back with one hand to lift your skirt, revealing the soaked patch of fabric clinging to your ass. “is this what you wanted?” you purr, spreading your thighs wider in blatant invitation.

a guttural groan spills from his throat at the sight before him. “fuck yes,” he growls, stalking forward to press himself against your exposed rear.

his large hands cup your ass cheeks, kneading the supple flesh roughly as he grinds his rock-hard erection against your panty-covered cleft. “such a pretty little slut for me,“ he praises, his hot breath fanning across your skin.

without warning, he yanks your panties aside and plunges two thick fingers into your dripping channel. “god, you're so fucking tight,” he grits out, pumping his digits in and out of you at a brutal pace.

he curls them slightly, stroking that spot inside you that makes your knees buckle. “come on, baby,” he urges, his voice low and commanding. “ride my fingers like a good girl.”

a high-pitched moan tears from your throat as he penetrates you, your inner muscles spasming around his invading digits. the combination of pain and pleasure sends you spiraling into a frenzy of desire. “yes, yes, please!” you chant, pushing back against his hand shamelessly.

your pussy clenches greedily around his fingers, soaking them in your juices as he fucks you relentlessly. the sounds of your own arousal fill the room—moans, whimpers, the obscene squelch of his fingers moving in and out of your cunt.

“‘m going to cum,” you warn, your voice strained and breathless. “if you keep doing that, i'm going to cum all over your hand.”

a wicked grin spreads across his face at your confession, his thrusts becoming even more insistent. “then let go, sugar,” he encourages, adding a third finger to stretch and fill you further.

he quickens the pace, driving into you with a relentless rhythm designed to push you over the edge. “let me see how much you love being fucked by daddy,” he taunts, biting down on your shoulder to muffle his own growing arousal.

the sensation of his teeth on your skin only heightens the pleasure coursing through you, making your orgasm that much more imminent. “that's it, just like that, gooddd, ” he coaches, feeling your walls clench and flutter around his fingers.

a keening cry splits the air as your climax crashes over you, waves of intense pleasure ripping through your body. your pussy convulses around his fingers, milking them for every drop of satisfaction they can provide.

“toji!” you scream his name, the single syllable carrying the weight of your surrender. your entire world narrows down to the feeling of his hand inside you, coaxing every last tremor of bliss from your quivering frame.

gradually, the aftershocks subside, leaving you limp and panting against the wall. “fuck,” you curse weakly, trying to catch your breath. “what did you do to me?”

a satisfied smirk plays on his lips as he watches you come undone under his touch. “just warming you up for the main event,” he teases, pulling his slickened fingers free from your spent pussy with a lewd pop.

he brings his glistening digits to his lips, licking them clean with a lascivious grin. “but we're not done yet, brat,” he says, his voice laced with promise. “it's time for daddy to get some attention.”

he steps back momentarily, shrugging off his jacket and tossing it aside. his shirt follows suit, revealing the chiseled expanse of his chest and abdomen. he unbuckles his belt with deliberate slowness, letting you take in the full extent of his arousal. “spread those legs wider,” he commands, kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his pants.

a shiver runs through you at the sight of his bare form, his muscles rippling as he moves. there's something undeniably primal about seeing him like this, stripped bare and ready for you. a shaky laugh bubbles from your lips, still tingling from the aftermath of your orgasm. you glance back at him over your shoulder, taking in the sight of his naked lower half.

“like this?” you ask, parting your thighs even further, exposing yourself fully to his hungry gaze. “is this enough for you, daddy?”

you watch as he discards the rest of his clothes, his muscular physique on full display. the throbbing bulge in his groin draws your attention like a magnet, its size promising pleasures untold.

“are you going to fuck me now?” you ask, tilting your head to the side and giving him a coy smile. “because i really hope so,” you added, your voice dripping with feigned nonchalance. “after all, ‘m just a naughty girl looking to satisfy her daddy.”

a low chuckle rumbles in his chest, his eyes darkening with raw lust. “naughty girl indeed,” he agrees, prowling forward until he's standing directly behind you.

his hands roam over your hips, gripping your flesh possessively as he positions himself at your entrance. “but daddy has other plans for you,” he whispers, pressing the head of his cock against your drenched folds.

he gives a slow, measured thrust, sinking into you inch by delicious inch. “feel that, sugar?” he asks, pausing to allow you to adjust to his size. "that's just the tip."

a gasp tears from your throat as he finally fills you completely, stretching you in ways you never knew possible. the sensation of being so utterly claimed by him leaves you breathless, your mind spinning with pleasure.

“oh god,” you moan, clutching at the wall for support. “you're so big... always so big,” you trail off, lost in the exquisite agony of having him buried inside you. he doesn't move for several long moments, allowing you to acclimate to his presence. the tension coiling within you is almost unbearable, each beat of your heart echoing the throbbing pulse of his cock pulsating inside your clenching walls.

“move,” you beg, finally finding your voice, “please, fuck me already.”

a smirk tugs at his lips at your plea, his hands tightening their grip on your waist. with a fluid motion, he begins to withdraw, only to slam back into you with bruising force.

each thrust hits deeper than the last, driving you further onto the edge of sanity. “like that?” he asks, punctuating his words with another punishing thrust. “does daddy feel good inside you?”

he sets a ruthless pace, fucking you with a precision that borders on cruel. every stroke sends shocks of pleasure radiating through your body, lighting up your nerves like fireworks on the fourth of july.

“you're so tight around me,“ he growls, leaning over your back to whisper in your ear. “so wet, soooo perfect.”

a strangled whimper escapes your lips as he hammers into you, the sheer intensity of his movements threatening to reduce you to a quivering mess. the sound of your bodies colliding echoes throughout the room, a symphony of carnal desires.

“mhm, oh god yes,” you moan, bracing yourself against the wall as he continues to ravage you. “so bigggg, daddy.” you reach back to grab hold of his ass, urging him to pound into you harder, faster. the sensation of his thick length splitting you open is overwhelming, sending jolts of ecstasy shooting through your veins with every brutal thrust.

“i can't...” you pant, struggling to find the words amidst the haze of pleasure clouding your mind. “i can't hold on much longer...“

a surge of possessive pride courses through him at your admission, fueling his desire to claim you entirely. “hold on, sugar,” he grates out, his voice rough with lust. “daddy's not done with you yet.”

he pulls back slightly, only to ram into you with renewed vigor. the angle of his thrusts hits that sweet spot inside you, triggering an avalanche of pleasure that threatens to engulf you whole.

“come for me again,” he demands, biting down on your shoulder to mark you as his once more. “show daddy how much you want it.” he quickens his pace, his hips snapping forward with abandon. the slap of flesh against flesh grows louder, the sound mixing with your cries to create a lewd chorus of carnality.

a keening wail tears from your throat as he strikes that perfect chord within you, sending you spiraling toward obliviation once more. the coil of pleasure inside you tightens, ready to snap at any moment.

“toji!” you scream his name, your voice cracking with need. “i'm gonna—”

your sentence cuts off abruptly as your orgasm washes over you, tearing through you with the force of a tidal wave. your inner walls clamp down hard on his cock, milking him for everything he's worth.

“fuck! fuck!“ you sob, riding out the waves of your climax, “’m cumming, ’m cumming!”

a guttural groan rips from his throat as your velvety walls spasm around him, the rhythmic squeezing pushing him closer to the brink. “that's it, baby,” he praises, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his own release. “milk daddy's cock.”

he continues to thrust through your orgasm, prolonging your pleasure until it borders on pain. “such a good little slut,” he growls, one hand coming up to tangle in your hair. he yanks your head back, forcing you to arch your spine as he pounds into you mercilessly.

with a final, brutal thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you. a hoarse shout tears from his lips as he finds his own completion, his seed spurting forth to paint your insides white.

the sensation of him filling you up, marking you as his, is indescribable. your entire body trembles with the aftershocks of your orgasm, your legs growing weak beneath you.

“oh goddd,” you pant, collapsing against the wall for support. “you're so deep... so full, daddy.”

the warmth of his cum flooding your womb sends another ripple of pleasure coursing through you, extending your high well past its natural end. you can't help but push back against him, desperate for every last drop of his essence.

you lean back against him, feeling his strong arms wrap around your waist. the warmth of his body pressed against yours, coupled with the lingering throbs of pleasure coursing through your veins, is simply heavenly.

a satisfied sigh escapes him as he slowly eases out of you, his cock slipping free with a wet pop. he turns you gently in his arms, pulling you flush against his chest.

“feeling better now, brat?“ he teases, his voice still laced with the remnants of his satisfaction. “or do you need some more of daddy's special attention?” he nuzzles into your neck, planting a series of gentle kisses along your sensitive skin. despite the harshness of their lovemaking, there's a tenderness in his touch that speaks volumes about his affection for you.

“you're amazing when you come undone like that,” he murmurs, his hands roaming over your curves with reverence. “always so responsive.”

a contented hum vibrates in your throat as he holds you close, his warm breath ghosting over your skin. the tender kisses he plants on your neck send pleasant shivers down your spine, a stark contrast to the intense passion of mere moments ago.

“i think i might need a little more,” you admit, tilting your head to grant him better access. “just to make sure all that pent-up energy is drained away properly.”

you thread your fingers through his hair, guiding his lips to the crook of your neck where you know he loves to suck and bite. “and maybe some cuddles afterwards,” you add, a playful glint in your eye. you press yourself even closer to him, savoring the solid warmth of his body against yours. your fingers finding his nipple, pinch the hardened bud in between.

a low chuckle rumbles in his chest at your request, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “cuddles, huh? you're really milking this ‘needy’ thing for all it's worth, aren't you?”

he captures your lips in a searing kiss, swallowing your gasp as his tongue delves into your mouth. the nip of his teeth on your bottom lip has you whimpering into the embrace, your fingers tangling deeper in his hair.

breaking the kiss, he trails his lips down your neck, pausing to suck a dark bruise into your skin before moving lower. “as for that pent-up energy,” he murmurs, his hot breath washing over your collarbone, “daddy's got just the thing.”

he drops to his knees, his hands gripping your thighs as he pushes them apart. “spread those pretty legs again for me, sugar.”

[thedivinetarot]

Light of my life, fire of my loins, my sin, my soul

Who is your future spouse?

☆How to chose the perfect pile?

1) Clear your mind.

2) Take a deep breathe.

3) Ask the question in your head.

4) Open your eyes and the picture that you are drawn to the most is your pile.

☆ Before you get into the reading you have to know the following:

- Please, please and I will say it again please do not think of anyone while you are choosing. Not your Ex or current boyfriend or even your crush. And I will say it again DO NOT THINK of any man as your future spouse if you want to have an accurate reading.

- This is a general reading so take what resonates and leave the rest. The future is not set in stone and the energy can change. This reading does not substitute any medical or professional help.

- I might do part 2 for this reading.

Stay safe ❤

Arya

Pile 1 - Bram stoker's Dracula

☆Where are you coming from? Your current love life:

I see that this pile have been lonely for quite some time and they are wondering if they will truly find someone. I see that you guys are overthinking everything about your love life and you are leaving no space for divine intervention. This pile’s energy is quite sad and tormented? You perhaps tell yourself that you don't need anyone but you truly want to build something stable and long lasting. I see that you feel stuck on I'm independent I don't need anyone mindset. Not because you really like being independent but because you are afraid of getting disappointed. The problem with this pile is the fear is literally paralyzing you and sabotaging any potential connection that can fit into your life. I'm also seeing that you might be someone who have been rejected and the pain of rejection is still vivid in your core memory. I see that you truly want love and to be loved! You might have a crush on someone with virgo or taurus placements. Or you might feel drawn to those type of men who embodies this archetype. I feel like you are kind of traditional towards dating. You might have had strict family or you really have a strong opinion regarding dating or hookup culture. This is your pile if you have strong virgo placements, water placements or the description fit you perfectly.

Who is your future spouse?

Pile one you might be manifesting your twin flame to be in a marriage with them? This person might enter your life so soon and above all you might get to know him online? I see that he might like your photos if you post yourself or he might just DM you through social media? This person is so grounded and stubborn. He is so earthy and stable in a generous way. He is the perfect mix between fire and earth. He is so childish or he aim to see infinite possibilities. I see that he is doing shadow work or he has been to therapy before. I see that this person is either a heartbreaker or been heartbroken many times. He is so naive or he seems naive? He might prefer texting over phone or video calls. There's an emphasis on his hair. He have curly and dark hair. His eyes are sleepy or he have sleepy eyes. There's something about his face, you see those people who have sleepy faces? Like they just woke up? I guess he might have that. He might look innocent and angelic. Like his aura is so comforting and serene. I also see that this person look younger than his age with hazel eyes. His style looks chill, like you see those guys who wear comfy hoodies? He might be one of them. I asked when will you meet him and the cards told me that you may meet him 6 months from now. You might be on a journey of self discovery when he enters your life. You might be losing weight and if you are not trying to lose weight; you might be trying to get in shape. I see that you are going to meet him after doing a lot of shadow work and inner reflection.

Pile 2 - The Addams couple

☆ Where are you coming from? Your current love life:

This pile is my daring and flirty pile. You might like your solitude but you flirt for fun. I see that most interactions that happen between you and the opposite sex are online. You might like to post spicy photos of yourself. Or send nudes to total strangers in public. You might like to take initiative in relationships. Even if you are a woman/female; you simply don't care about the traditional roles. Especially on who get to initiate to whom. If you like someone you are going to get them, I see that this is your moto. Also this might be your pile if you are stuck on a decision regarding travel. You might want to travel but you are juggling too many responsibilities and this is holding you back from actually pursuing that goal. If you are a man (since the dominant energy on this pile are men or masculines) you might be posting photos or nudes of yourself online. I see many risky photos and poses and if you are not a man or masculine then you might be doing the same action. You really value your own space; I see that you are protecting your peace at all costs. I mean yes you might like to flirt for fun with others but nothing really is serious and you are not looking for something serious either. This is your pile if you have significant leo or Aries placements.

Who is your future spouse?

Your future spouse is someone that you are going to meet through group project. At first as I said about your current energy, you are not looking for something serious so when you meet that person you'll find it kind of confusing. I see that you might be blinded at first. Like you might not notice them and if you are working with them you might not be attracted to them. They are not your usual type, they might be smart and quick thinker. This person knows how to take care of themselves. He might also know how to take care of women in general. Men might call him simp but he is no simp he is just so kind and empathetic towards women's needs. He is so determined, I see that once he put his mind on a goal he doesn't stop when he is tired, He only stop when he finish. I see that he LOVES to conquer a good challenge. He likes to to be assertive and he is looking for someone assertive too. He want his equal, his queen. He might look like he suit you? Wait let me rephrase it. You see that two people who are not dating but everyone in workplace ship them? You two might have intense chemistry. This person look like a heartbreaker. Eye color range from brown to gray or just those two colors. His hair is so silky or wavy. He have this confused look when he talk to you? He might even drag his feet while he walk, or he might look tired when he walk.

Pile 3 - Nosferatu

Where are you coming from? Your current love life.

Well, looking at the cards this pile is in their sweet feminine energy who wants princess treatment and to be spoiled. If this is not the case then this piles are for mothers or you are a mother or pregnant. If you are not pregnant and you are the girl who is in her feminine energy then I see that there's someone who wants to pursue you and he is so damn confident about it. I see that you guys are so confident in yourselves. Perhaps, you are someone who is working on their self esteem and self worth. I see that whatever the case you are in. It is going to pay off. For my girlies who are being pursued by someone I see that this person is very serious about you. He want to marry you quiet literally. This person sees you as his wife or future wife. I also see that this connection is meant to be and is distant to happen even if you are not aware of it. This person is quite civilized and diplomatic. He want to make you happy and cherish you, but if you don't want him it is your choice at the end of the day. I see a lot of happiness in this pile. Guys happiness is your middle name, since the energy or the cards I'm pulling are all yellow and yellow means happiness in tarot. Another energy I'm picking up on is that this pile doesn't really want to be strong and independent. Unlike pile one who is pushing themselves to be that way, this pile is accepting the fact that you want to be a stay at home mother or a rich wife of a rich dude. Most people in this pile are Venus dominant, have taurus or libra placement or have venusian energy in general. You guys might be the pretty girl in your friend group and everyone enjoys looking at you.

Who is your future spouse?

So right off the bat what I'm seeing is someone who have a lot of options. You know that one man who is wanted by every woman because of how friendly and charismatic he is? This man has this energy. It looks like this person is someone who has been heartbroken before and now he keeps his options open by befriending many girls and keeping his options open. He have the cup of love and he is so eager to give it to someone, I'm also picking up on someone passionate and eager to explore life. This person is sooo romantic in a cheesy way. I see that many times he attempted to get in a relationship but got afraid and back off from pursuing something serious. This person believes in manifestations or he tried manifesting an SO or future wife or this person really believes that he can create the reality he wants. This person gives off the vibe of a knight in a shining armor or a Disney prince tbh. This person look like a literal baby or he have baby features. He might have round or oval face. This man can be a little overweight or fat with blonde hair and blue eyes. He is so cute I'm seeing a picture of someone who look adorable and sweet. This person gives off the vibe of "I look good as a husband". But in general this person look so childish and baby like. Could look younger than his actual age? Or this person might be younger than you, but not so much like a couple months younger. He is so friendly or he have a lot of female friendships. This man gives off the ENFJ vibes Idk if you know mbti but you can Google it if you want to. He is so emotionally mature and caring. His energy is so nurturing. I asked the cards about when will you are going to meet him and they said he will enter soon into your life and one of the signs is a female around you is going to give birth or you are going to meet a pregnant woman or one of your relatives/friends will get pregnant. There's a NOTE for this pile specifically; if you are being pursued by someone this person is your future spouse. And if you are not being pursued by anyone then you might know who your future spouse is. And if you don't have anyone then take the reading with a grain of salt but you can enjoy it anyways.

Pile 4 - Hollywood couple

Where are you coming from? Your current love life:

This pile is truly stuck. I feel like I'm bored and desperate I want to cry. Like guys what is the matter? There's both boredom and stagnation. You might be someone who is really bored with how things are in your love life. I'm picturing a girl about 16 to 18 years old who want to be open to love but there's a man in her life (could be a male caregiver) who is very strict and structured. This man literally destroyed your well to date anyone. I feel like you are discouraged by the idea of love and I feel that you are unbalanced in a way? Like you are trying to protect yourself from getting hurt but at the same time you want love so freaking bad. I'm clinching my jaw and I feel like I want to scream and yell and kick things around me. Pile four why are you so angry? Please calm down! There's nothing in this life that deserve all this anger. Please take a break and go balance yourself and life. You are still young and have no experience and life is still long in front of you. I see that you might be waiting for something to happen; for someone to come in and rescue you from your life but nothing really happens so you pour all of your anger and resentment on yourself. Please stop hurting yourself and go find a hobby or something that can help you channel this anger and resentment. I'm picking up on someone who is bottling up their feelings and not really trying to express them. I also feel headache, do you have headache pile four? Are you bloated too? You might have significant leo and Aries placements. A little Taurus placements and sun, mars and sagittarius dominate. I feel like you are waiting and waiting but the waiting itself got bored of you lol. And you end up feeling devastated and angry. This pile’s energy is so rageful, please do some meditation or workout to get rid of that anger. You might also be scared of change? And overwhelmed by the idea of change? You might be someone who doesn't really like things to change and stick to a specific routine. Anyways let's get into the reading.

Who is your future spouse?

This person is very hardworking and workaholic. I see that the main focus in his life is his career, money and stability. This man is a little bit selfish, and he became like that because of how much he suffered. This person suffered from poverty, or he was very poor. He might even get kicked out of his family house so he can work and get them money. This person got bullied a lot by his peers and saw a lot of cruelty in his life, I feel so sorry for him. This person might be closed off emotionally, it is like he is trying to shelter himself from any possible heartache because of what happened in his childhood. I also see that when you meet him he might not be ready for anything serious or he might not really have healed fully from what has happened to him. There's an age gap here, he might he older than you or more mature. Like 4 years older. He might also be a co-worker of you? Or acquaintance If it is not then he might work with you in your field. The main challenge he is facing is stability, he want stability to be able to marry you. My advice for this pile is don't try to force things out if this person is not ready for commitment. He hasn't healed yet and his main focus is on the material. He might even use you if you attempted to help him financially so please don't. What really amazed me in this pile that this man is so materialistic, his love language can be gift giving. Now his appearance; this person look so cocky and confident. He have hazel eye color and sharp features. This person's back look hot or beautiful. He is not that tall, he is medium height. His hair is dirty blonde or chestnut brown. A foreigner? He might not be from your country. This man is possessive to be honest. If you met him after he get his ish together he will spoil you rotten but if not then don't try to help and heal him. You might meet him at the end of November to the most of December.

Post date: 25th/Aug/2024 - Sun

*Feedback is appreciated

[sleeplessdreamer14]

𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌

fandom: gravity falls

relationship: stanford pines x reader

summary: the moment Ford realized he liked you. 

contains: stan being stan, the uh-oh moment, and pining

Ford wasn’t the most social person, to put it plainly. Despite his popularity amongst his teachers at school and the odd handful of classmates, he normally preferred his own company, otherwise his family’s. It had been that way for a long time, and it seemed like it would remain so for the foreseeable future.

And so it did. That is, until he met you, which he did not see coming. 

You had this welcoming presence about you, that much was clear by the way you spoke to him for the first time in the seventh grade, remaining mostly unfazed by his sixth digit aside from the initial surprise. The first time he caught himself rambling about parapsychology and anomalistics, he found no judgment or disinterest in your expression. In fact, you were actually listening, setting down whatever you were doing just to give him your undivided attention. That was a first. It felt nice to have someone (who wasn’t his brother or mother) listen to him. 

And the energy was returned, as he indulged your interests too. Before he knew it, Ford would often seek out your company, whether his brother was available or not, and the two of you could usually be found bouncing ideas off of each other. The room seemed to brighten when you came into view, your presence made him feel comfortably warm inside. Whenever you two parted ways, it always felt too soon, just like it did now.

“Oh my gosh.”

Stan’s voice drew Ford’s attention away from you as you left.

“What?” he asked, mildly perturbed by the wily grin on his brother’s face. Stan just chuckled and nudged him, “You’ve got it so bad, it’s almost embarrassing.” he teased, to which Ford lightly shoved him away, beginning their route back home from the pier. 

“Stanley, come on. They’re my friend just as they are yours. They’re good company.” he said, glancing off to the side, as if that could conceal the rosy pink hue on his face, but Stan remained undeterred. “Sixer, face it. You’re whipped with a capital wh-pshh!” he said, smacking one hand with his other for emphasis. 

“I am not- look, [Name] is very kind and a good friend, I appreciate that. It’s not like I lie awake at night thinking about them.”

Several hours later, it was well past nightfall and everyone in the Pines household was fast asleep, save Ford. 

Up on the top bunk, he laid on his back, hands folded over his midriff as his chest heaved slowly and his heart thrummed steadily beneath its surface. That warmth was still present, especially around his face. His conversation with Stanley had been playing on loop all evening.

Of course Ford liked you, heck, he was crazy about you. You were so nice to him and fun to be around, your enthusiasm was so endearing, and you never treated his abnormalities as though they were defects.

And you weren’t bad to look at either, of course, like earlier that afternoon on the boardwalk when the sun’s light highlighted your features. He could stare at you for hours. The way you diminished his resolve just by looking his way and smiling at him was so positively-

Oh.

Oh. 

“Oh no.”

Ford could just faintly hear a sleepy chuckle from his brother in the bunk below him. 

if this gets enough notes I’ll write a part 2