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nezuscribe · 3 months ago

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it's that same summer when you're at the gojo summer estate, the one near the sea. you're still teens, long before gojo became arranged!gojo.

your last encounter with gojo was something you brushed off. but gojo couldn't stop thinking about you. you were this puzzle he didn't know how to figure out. this war map that no matter how long he looked at it, none of his past strategies were making sense.

but the two of you go about your usual routine. he's with his friends, and you stick to yourself.

or at least you tried to.

gojo's mother, the lady of the gojo family, was an earnest and strict woman. everybody knew that she wasn't one for games or jokes. she rarely smiled and rarely, rarely, laughed. you, along with all the other kids, knew to bow extra low whenever greeting her. she seemed to carry more power than her husband, but she didn't seem to find an issue with that.

but for a woman who was so keen on tradition, she seemed to care about you a lot more than the other children.

when she spoke to you, her eyes softened. her voice was gentler, more caring. your sisters especially grew annoyed at this, trying to butter up to her even more, but she seemed to harbor this sort of kindness only towards you.

you didn't question this either. it must be some form of pity, but you appreciated it nonetheless. sometimes you pretended like she was your actual mom, but then you quickly shook that thought away, chiding yourself for thinking something so childish.

this sort of gentleness she had with you turned into her trying to include you in things. some days it would be having tea with you when the other adults were having tea somewhere else, or sometimes she'd plan a little dinner with you where you could get dressed up and act like a lady.

tonight, however, she seemed to think that the best way she could include you was to include you in the group of the other kids, a gentle and guiding hand on your protesting back.

"really, i like the library," you insist, but it couldn't be farther from the truth. you had been inside the library for so many hours that you could blink and those high walls filled with books would be seared into your vision.

"nonsense," she tells you, her blue eyes and white hair looking down at your form as she waves it off, "the kids are outside near the fire. they'd be delighted to have you."

you cringe a little bit, wondering if she was just as daft as her son.

but she had found you near the fireplace, trying to stick its warmth as you hunched over yet another book. she decided that enough was enough, you should be out with the other kids.

so you couldn't say much to the woman who was hosting your family to argue, letting her lead you outside the grand patio and into the overbearing fields that led out to the sea, you soon saw the fire crackling away, the sound of laughter filling your ears.

some of the kids who were facing the two of you nudged the other ones to turn around, looks of confusion on their faces as the noblest lady of the land led a quivering you closer to them.

the usual look of caring she had whenever she was with you melted away, turning to something icy as the two of you neared the group. her hand on your back was still present, but you wished that it could somehow push you deep into the ground where you could hide forever.

her eyes looked over the group until they fell on her son, gojo, and narrowed.

everybody's eyes bounced from you over to her.

"there should be room for one more, yes?" she asks, and all the kids quickly nod, moving over on the logs that they had created into makeshift seats as they scrambled to make space for you.

you wondered what it was like to command such respect from people, what it must be like to have people actually listen to you.

she nudges you forward a little bit and you glance up at her one more time, a sort of useless plea as she encourages you to sit down.

you take a deep breath, offering them all an apologetic smile as you slowly sit on a log, your legs cramming together to make yourself seem as small as possible.

you watched as she walked back through the patio, talking to a maid as she motioned over to your group, saying something you couldn't make out, and you looked back to the other kids, the ones you had barely spoken a couple words to, and wince.

"sorry," you say slowly, your hands fidgeting non-stop in your lap as you laugh awkwardly, wishing you could just drop dead.

you can see your sisters seething in the corner, rolling their eyes as they sneer. the other kids nod at you just as tensely, and you wonder how disrespectful it would be if you just went back inside.

you feel a pair of eyes searing in the side of your face, and you look slightly to your right to see gojo staring at you, his eyes slightly squinting, just as his mother did.

you swallow thickly, picking at your nails as you send him a small smile before looking back down at your lap.

you could still feel him looking at you, but you chose to ignore it.

gojo doesn't really know why his mother liked you so much, but he never truly questioned her. she treated you with a tenderness he never saw her treat anybody (aside from him) with. he sometimes saw the two of you sharing tea with each other, other times hearing her laugh whenever you cracked a joke. something unusual for both of you.

his eyes look at your face, taking in the way you duck your head to seem smaller than you are. your eyes avert any contact, teeth gnawing on your already chewed-up lips. gojo looks at your hands, at the way you pick at your nails. he looks at your dress and sees the way the seams are fraying, the initial shape of the dress looking a little bit unfitting on you. almost as if it wasn't made for you specifically. his eyes narrow in more as he pieces it together. the dress is a hand-me-down from your older sister. not because your family couldn't afford a new dress, of course not, but to remind you of your place.

he feels a sting in his chest.

slowly the conversation with the group goes back to usual, the other kids pretending that you weren't there. gojo could feel the arms of one of the girls latched around his, her body pressing into his side as she tried to get closer to him. he wanted to shove her away, but didn't want to make a scene right now.

one of the girl shifted the talk to the topic of couples, talking about how she saw this husband and wife in town the other day who seemed to actually like each other.

one of your sisters, mei, snorts, shaking her head at the idea.

"us girls either marry an old man or a slightly older one," her eyes look over to you, "there's no in-between."

everybody grimaces at that, her other sister, yume, shoving her shoulder roughly at the crude statement.

"what?" mei scoffs, sitting back up as she nudges her chin to you, "she is."

yume gives her a warning look, one that's clearly saying she's saying too much, but mei doesn't seem to care much. everybody stirs, their heads craning with the thrill of gossip.

gojo looks at you and wants to see what you think about all this, but you're so far in your own world that you don't notice the commotion that seems to be directed at you.

mei calls your name, trying to grab your attention, and your head shoots up, brows furrowed to see who needs you.

"right?" she asks, knowing you don't know the answer.

you look around again, wondering if she was just trying to be funny.

"what?" you ask finally.

"you have to marry someone older, yeah?" mei presses, her eyes gleaming as your confusion melts away into one of embarrassment, looking at yume to see if mei was really serious.

of your two sisters, mei was always the mischievous one, if you could even call her cruelty that.

gojo sits up slightly, his brows scrunching up together a little bit at the mention of this. nobody had heard of any marriage offers, especially this early. you were still underage. who...?

you scratch at your neck, heat rising to your cheeks at the sudden attention on you.

"it was just an offer," you say through clenched teeth, shooting mei a look as she just smiles smugly. she knew she'd never have to deal with this.

"who?" one of the guys asks.

"nobody," you say quickly, waving it off as you rub a hand over your face, wondering if you threw yourself on the fire if that would help.

"naoya!" mei says instantly, your eyes widening as she reveals this very secret thing that even your father was trying to keep hushed away. you feel your stomach drop, eyes stinging in embarrassment as gasps echo around the group.

"isn't he...?" one of the girls tries to do the math, seeing how much older he already is.

"i heard he wants children," another girl adds, giving you a look of attempted sympathy but it just looks like a wince, "like, a lot of children."

you shut your eyes, rubbing at your aching forehead. you look briefly at gojo, only to see him looking incredulously at you. he's the only one who doesn't seem to be talking in a shocked or excited tone.

everybody gets excited about a terrible marriage offer when it's not them who have to offer themselves up.

he's studying you, seeming to be the only one who sees the way your chest is heaving, as if you're struggling to breathe. or the glossy look in your eyes, the way you dart them away so nobody can see. gojo looks over at mei, at the way she looks satisfied for delivering her piece of gossip for the night,

at your expense.

he doesn't know why he feels the way he does, or why he drags the girls arm away from him as he stands up, shrugging his coat over his frame as everybody suddenly looks at him.

but he's only looking at you.

"i forgot to give you your blanket from last week." he says simply, his voice heavy and coarse, as if he hadn't used it in a while, "come with me,"

well, he never said he was good at lying.

but he puts a steady arm on your shoulder, helping you stand up as you shoot him a confused look, letting him lead you away as the silence behind you becomes defeating.

you wipe at your nose, sniffling silently as he leads you through the grassy field.

he glances down at you. this is the second time the two of you have been alone, and the first time he's ever seen you on the verge of tears.

"thank you," you murmur thickly, rubbing at your eyes with your palms as you laugh wetly, "she wasn't supposed to say..." you trail off, looking away from him in embarrassment.

gojo guides you up the porch, behind a long marble pillar where the two of you are away from the other's curious stares.

he's never been good at comforting people, but he's never wanted to more than now.

"she's right, though," you say through a stutter, arms crossing at your chest as if that's what gojo was thinking about, "naoya, he-" you can't finish the sentence, the reality of it too heavy for you.

naoya proposed a month ago. a marriage offer for when you turn of age. he was desperate to find a wife, but not too many women were desperate to make him their husband. but your father needed the alliance, and your father's wife needed you away, so they swiftly agreed to it.

gojo's hand still hasn't left your shoulder, and he gives it a small squeeze.

"i'm sorry about this," you motion to yourself, laughing humorleslsy, "i didn't mean to...gods, i just...i don't want to be his w-wife," you admit quietly, shaking your head as you hide your face in your hands, "i-i don't want to have his children."

gojo feels bile rise to his throat at the thought of that.

he's only seen you twice. why does he care so much about what happens to you?

"somebody else will come along," he says in a whisper, and you look at him through your fingers, dropping them to your side as you blink slowly, rubbing at your cheeks.

"no good man wants to marry me," you tell him quietly, without any trace of pity for yourself, something that was simply the truth, "if not naoya, then another variant of him."

gojo leans down slightly to level with you, his lips pressed into a thin line.

you don't know why he's so close, or why he looks more worried for you than anybody else has. you shrug him off of you, trying to collect yourself as you peer through one of the large windows that look inside the estate.

"you can get rid of that blanket," you mutter, eyes darting from the window to his stunning blue ones, ones that make your knees slightly weak, "i was going to knit a new one anyways."

you bid your farewells, nodding lowly at him as you find your way inside.

gojo watches your back, looking back at the group as he runs a hand through his hair, gripping at his white locks in frustration.

he doesn't know what he's feeling. he doesn't know why he wants naoya suddenly dead. he doesn't know why he's not going to listen to what you just asked him to do, or why he wants to hold onto that blanket.

gojo doesn't know why you suddenly infiltrate his every waking moment, or why he needs to see naoya buried alive just so that you wouldn't have to marry him.

he doesn't know the answer to any of these things. but he doesn't know if he wants to.

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klemen-tine · 9 months ago

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No Prince Charming

(Batfam x Mom!Reader)

Anonymous asked:

Hello, I really like your work.

I saw that you have an open request, so I want to share an idea that has been sitting in my head for a long time.

Reader married Bruce for convenience. (In my head, the reader is a woman, but I'll leave it to your taste) The wedding takes place shortly before the appearance of the first Robin. Bruce and reader have a cold relationship. Reader comes from the wealthy population of Gotham. Therefore, reader is well educated and intelligent. So after a while, when Dick already appears, reader understands what her husband does at night. But reading doesn't say anything about it or hint at it. The reader doesn't want to get involved in any of this, it scares her. And although the reader is planning a divorce, she takes care of all the members of her new family. And although she is neglected in the family, the reader becomes a parental figure for children. But the children won't admit it. When Damian appears, the reader doesn't say a word to Bruce. But Damian treats reader very badly. And that becomes the trigger. The reader slips Bruce the divorce papers.(not to mention that they are getting divorced, since Bruce is likely to protest) and when Bruce signs them, he leaves the estate, leaving the divorce papers and the wedding ring on the bed when no one notices. And only then does the family realize what they have done with their neglect of reader. Their yandere trait is waking up in them and now they need to somehow find their reader.

Sorry if it's too much.

And I apologize for the English, I am writing with a translator

❤

Warning: Non-consensual drugging, not descriptive sex. It's just mentioned, no details. Hinted at Dick's trauma with his sidekick.

It was a marriage of convenience. That's all it was. Bruce Wayne knew Y/N L/N since childhood, and while they weren’t close, Y/N was the only one who never treated him any differently after his parents were murdered. Maybe it's because her own father was murdered, and she understood that sometimes the greatest support was to act like nothing changed.

Fast forward to young adults, Bruce Wayne was now Brucie in public, and Y/N was the unstoppable woman leading her own company by the reins. Bruce had come to her with an offer, one that had her brows raised and painted lips smirking. For Bruce Wayne, this will help solidify his position as someone who was not Batman, and for Y/N it would finally silence the hecklers that gnawed at her heels and bit into her shoulders.

A frigid marriage, filled with cold greetings, Brucie still entertaining women, Y/N still controlling her company with painted lips, and rumors surrounding them. Despite the coldness, Y/N knew a lie when she saw one. She knows a front when she comes face to face with one, and it is why when she saw Batman in the hallways of Wayne manor, staring at her in shock and apprehension, she rolled her eyes and continued to sip her wine as she made her way back to her office.

“Please don’t stain the carpet. Alfred just shampooed them.” They never brought it up again. Bruce was no Prince Charming, despite the front he put on for strangers. There were no whispered promises, no flowers, no gifts, nothing but ‘hellos’ and ‘goodbyes.’

Then, along came Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson. A child who had blinked up at her with large blue eyes, and Y/N could feel her heart crumble. She had welcomed him with open arms and smiles. She had welcomed all of the Robins in. Her manicured nails getting shorter each time, so she doesn’t have to fear hurting one of them, and her smiles became softer. Y/N had never tried to replace any of their mother’s, but that didn’t mean she didn’t feel like one.

But it was Bruce they had a closer bond with. Which is why they started following his behavior towards her. Clipped words and rolling of eyes were common, as were the cold shoulders and tense silences.

“You’re not my mom! So stop asking how school was!” Y/N stared at Jason in shock and curiosity about where that outburst had come from. Alfred was the only one to say anything. A stern, “Master Jason,” and a look that had even Bruce cowering had the young boy apologizing. Y/N ignored the way her heart slowly broke, as the quirky child full of smiles, sass, and who loved classics, turned his back on her.

As if she wasn’t the one to introduce those books to him.

Y/N doesn’t blame them for their cold behavior towards her. She doesn’t blame Dick’s disregard, Jason’s hurtful words, Tim’s cynical looks, Steph’s taunts, and Damian’s heated actions.

Y/N had cried at Jason’s funeral, she helped Bruce fight for custody for Tim, she had consoled Dick after some of his own traumatic experiences, and she sat there and listened as Damian compared her and Talia. Talia, of all people. She had met the woman once, and Y/N had nodded at her. Y/N never judged Bruce for sleeping with the woman. Hell, Y/N would have too. Y/N can recall the day Damian came to their manor, and the short look Dick had given her when she and the child made eye contact.

Y/N doesn’t know if it was a look of concern or mockery, but she knows he did look.

She was there for Richard when his trauma with his sidekick happened. He may have never told her, but Y/N is a woman. A woman who has known people that have suffered the same way Dick has. That are still suffering like he is.

“I’m sorry Richard.”

“What do you even know?! You know nothing! Absolutely nothing so just butt out!” Dick glared at her with blue eyes that had put the arctic water to shame. Y/N stood there and took it all. She stood proudly with her shoulders back and chin up.

In public, she was a stoic mother keeping the children in check while Bruce goofed off. She was the woman who failed her children, because she chose to continue running her business. Her very, very, very successful business. A business that had taken her and her mother from the bottom of High Society, to the top 10%. A series of great investments, smart marketing, and pretty words have lined her pockets with money that she could easily retire on.

Yet, all that money couldn’t save her mother. The woman died of a heart attack, and there was nothing, absolutely nothing Y/N could do besides bury her mother.

“Bruce please.”

“I am busy.”

“I know but Bruce, this is my–”

“Ask Alfred.” He had turned his back and Y/N was stuck staring at the retreating man with a new feeling of heartbreak. The tabloids ate up that she was alone at her mother’s funeral. A private event that no one was allowed into besides close family and friends.

When she came back, eyes downcast and shoulders slumped, Damian had picked the time to make his disdain known again, “–and my mother would have never let herself go like that. You look horrid, unbefitting of a Wayne. A disgrace.”

Blank E/C eyes stared into raging green and she sighed, “Thanks, Damian.” She spared him no glance after that, and she walked towards her bedroom to take a hot shower. It was there, under the hot spray of water that she finally cried. She cried for the last part of family she had, and the years she lost from marrying a man who didn’t even like her enough to attend a godforsaken fucking funeral. She cried for the children she couldn’t even call her own.

She cried for the life she missed by marrying Bruce fucking Wayne.

“Honey, are you happy?”

“Of course Mama.”

“You never could lie to me sweetie.” Her mother kissed her forehead and looked into E/C eyes with nothing but love, “You’ve worked so hard, sweetie.” That acknowledgement alone had her almost in tears, “But please start working for yourself now.”

Taking a deep breath, Y/N hopped out of the shower and called her lawyer. Divorce papers were in her hands within 24 hours, and her bags packed in 3.

She stood next to Bruce, ignoring the scowl on his face as she ‘disrupted’ his work. Y/N kept her face neutral, because if she smiled it would give it all away, and handed him the page he needed to sign.

For a billionaire and for a vigilante, he sure didn’t read the damn paper. Which is fine. Great even, because now, after being here for over a decade, Y/N is free. She laughed in her room, laughing so hard that it almost tore her throat. Leaving a copy of it on Bruce’s bed once he was gone, she grabbed her suitcase and accidentally ran into Alfred on her way out the door.

The old man took a look at her clothes, her bags, and her expression before sighing, “Shall I drive you for the last time, Lady Y/N?” Y/N smiled, bitterly at the thought of leaving Alfred, her only solace in this cold mansion.

“To the airport, please.” The ride was silent, and Y/N didn’t look back as they left the gates of the mansion. It wasn’t until they were halfway there that Y/N spoke up, “My lawyer will call in a few days, just to hash out the details.”

“Is that so?”

“There’s nothing I want. No assets, no money, nothing will be taken, I just want a divorce.” She just wants the law to recognize that she is not a Wayne. That she will never be a Wayne.

“Lady Y/N, perhaps a check for compensation for the emotional strain would be nice?” Y/N laughed, bitterly and sad, “I don’t want his money. I want nothing to do with him anymore.”

“And the kids?”

“They don’t need me. They never did. I doubt they will even notice.” Gotham International Airport wasn’t crowded, and that may be because it was 1pm on a Tuesday. Alfred helped her with her bags, and the old man stared at the woman before him. He remembers meeting her for the first time, a confident young woman who had a way with words and was unfairly intelligent. Matching wits and able to speak confidently in a room of people who thought little of her.

It's good to see some of that coming back.

Y/N hugged Alfred, “Thank you, Alfred. For everything.” The older man sighed and watched as the woman took her bags and walked away. Not once did she look back and Alfred decided to stay until her form disappeared in the building. He sighed heavily and when got back in the car, he dialed a number he knew by heart. It only took three rings before the voice of the man he raised answered, “Alfred, is everything okay?”

“Master Bruce, I fear you may have lost something precious, and I do hope you, and the young masters, have a plan to make this up to them.” He hung up afterwards as he merged into traffic, and he hoped his message finally hit something within his son’s dense skull.

When he returned back to the manor, he began the preparation for making dinner. All was silent throughout the manor, until the door opened and the rush of the footsteps began marching towards him.

“Master Richard, I urge you to not run.”

“Bruce told me there was an emergency and to hurry to the manor?” Alfred sighed, “While it is an emergency, it is not one you can fix on your own.” No, this was something for Bruce to fix seeing tha all the problems stemmed from him.

Dick raised a brow, “What kind of emergency is it?” Alfred pursed her lips, “Miss Y/N Wayne is now Miss Y/N L/N once more.” He turned to look the man he has considered his grandson in the eyes, and he could see the revelation sink in.

“Y/N divorced Bruce?” Alfred nodded, “The papers have been signed.”

“Bruce would never sign those papers.” Alfred raised a brow, “They are signed and waiting for him to read.” Dick slowly walked out of the kitchen, “Is she still here?” Alfred turned back to the food and Dick began speed walking towards Y/N’s room. As a child it never occurred to him why they would they never slept together, but as he got older he understood.

He knocked on her doors, calling her name like he used to as a kid.

Dick had always understood that Bruce’s and Y/N’s relationship was not one of a couple in love. He also understood that Y/N’s treatment in the manor by the residents of the manor was unfair. Whenever he could, he would correct Damian’s harsh words, but even he himself couldn’t fully bring himself to be all that kind to her.

He tried. He desperately tried, because he saw all that she did for them behind the scenes. He saw the mistreatment and judging looks others would give her as her ‘husband’ was out fooling around.

Dick saw the blank look she had given Damian after her mother’s funeral. The one none of them had gone too.

“What do you mean you didn’t go?” His voice panicked as he talked to Tim, “I didn’t go. I was under the assumption someone else would go.”

Y/N could have been Gotham’s biggest bitch, but not even then would she have deserved that. What made it worse was that Y/N was not a bitch. She wasn’t cruel, or unkind. She was as much of a philanthropist as Bruce was. Always aiding those whose needed it and desperately trying to make Gotham a better place.

Dick opened her doors and was greeted with an empty room. Gone were the picture frames, and the closet was empty along with the bathroom. Her prized jewlery, the things she took care of almost obsessively, all of it was gone.

He could remember beng 9 and sitting next to her as she cleaned one of her sapphire earrings. Thin fingers with long nail held the earring next to him, a scrutinizing look on her face before she would break out into a grin, “As I thought, nothing could ever compare to our Dickie’s sapphire eyes.”

“Holy shit.”

“What’s going on- why is Y/N’s room empty?” Tim looked throughout the room, and Dick could see the wonder across his younger brother’s face. Right, between all of them, Tim and Y/N had the least amount of time spent together.

Dick stared at his brother as the image of Y/N smiling at a string of pearls entered his mind. She had explained to him when he asked that pearls, while feminine, also symbolized new beginnings. She had gotten it when Tim’s custody was signed over to the Waynes.

“She’s gone.” Tim met Dick’s eyes, “Like… taking a vacation gone?” Dick gave a humorless chuckle, “She divorced Bruce, Tim. Y/N is gone.” This must have been what Alfred saw when he broke the news to Dick. The confusion and then realization coming to light in those blue eyes.

“Bruce would never sign those papers.” Dick had said the same thing, and yet here she was. Gone. As if to emphasize his point, Dick made an exaggerated expression and motioned to the empty room.

Tim looked around and he could feel a headache forming, “Bruce is gonna be pissed.” Dick groaned, “Fuck Bruce for a second, the only stable-mentally healthy-adult figure that isn’t Alfred is gone, Tim.” The boy didn’t look all that bothered, “Well, if she’s happier then I don’t mind.”

Of course he doesn’t mind. Why? Because this little stalker most likely knows where she’s going. Tim did a good job hiding it, but Dick was raised by Bruce. He is trained to spot the mciroexpressions of people, and even if they are his own siblings.

Tim is panicking. The very thought of Y/N leaving had not once occurred to them, and for Tim who loves planning, this was not once ever in the plans.

Not once. Y/N had been a staple within the manor, and to imagine her not being here was rough. Evenw hen she left for business trips, it was fine because they all knew she was coming back. SHe would come back with souvenirs, handing each of them something that reminhded her of them, before running upstairs to get out of the family’s judgemental line of sight.

“Fucking hell.”

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Bruce entered the condo with ease. His steps light as he walked through the dark room, noting the all the furniture. There was no Y/N in the living room or kitchen, but when he looked out the balcony door, he could see her back. She was leaning against the edge of the infinity pool, without doubt a hot tub of some sorts because it was too cold to be swimming in a regular pool.

She didn’t even turn around to look at him, her attention focused on the view of the snowy mountains and raging seas in front of her. Bruce could see the wine bottle left on the side of the pool and the glass that looked like it was finished only a short while ago. When she did turn around, E/C reflected the stars and dimly lit light around the pool, making them shine and sparkle like they were the galaxy.

Bruce isn’t blind. He knows Y/N is an attractive woman who had many people lusting after her even when they were married. Talia even made a note of it, “You should see if she wants to join next time.” He should have known that his clipped response was a sign.

It was all there, and yet he did everything within his power to ensure that he would not fall in love with her. Falling in love has always been out of the question, and when Y/N came into his life, Bruce made it his mission to do just that. The woman before him had never complained, and she never seemed to fault him for it, but he could tell there was resentment. If he couldn’t have allowed himself to fall in love with her, he could have at least offered her friendship. One that made life more bearable for the both of them, and set a good example for the kids.

“What are you doing, Bruce?” She didn’t seem shocked that he was here, let alone in her vacation condo. Bruce took off his shirt and pants, stripping down to his boxers before joining her in the hot tub. He had grabbed two glasses of wine before doing so, handing her one and taking a sip from the other.

“Is it wrong of me to want to join my wife on her vacation?”

“Ex-wife. The documents are signed, and besides this is a girl trip.” Bruce re-read those documents and kicked his foot for not fucking reading them when he first signed them. He should have known she was up to something.

“Y/N, come back to the manor.” He stared into E/C eyes as she took another sip of the wine. Bruce had come with a speech prepared, ready to convince her to come back with him, but it was all lost as he stared and observed the woman in front of him drink delicately from the glass. Y/N L/N has always been a woman of class, even when she was near the bottom of high society. It wasn’t her good looks that landed her in the top 10, possibly even top 5%, and like every classy woman, she was only allowed to regret a few things. Their marriage is one, but leaving is not even an option on the list of things she wants to regret but can’t.

He knows this. She knows this.

And yet, Bruce could only focus on how beautiful she looks, and how beautiful she would look sprawled on the silk bed sheets. Y/N has aged like fine wine, looking even more beautifully and worth more and more with each passing year. Aging gracefully and beautifully as the years passed and still catching the attention of others.

It's a shame his younger self was more into whiskey than wine.

He wonders how different their relationship would be if he had gotten to know her before and during the early years of their marriage. Without a doubt it would be easier to talk to her. Easier to convince her to come back to a manor that now misses her.

“And why should I?” It’d be easier to answer her with a compelling reason, one that would have her actually debating on whether or not to come back. Bruce reached over and brushed a strand of hair out of her face, and he’s shocked that she even let him do that. She didn’t flinch, nor did she lean into his touch. Y/N stood still as he moved the H/C lock behind her ears.

“The manor misses you.” He’s never heard her laugh the way she did in that moment. Throwing her head back and exposing unblemished skin to the night air as she laughed, and continued to laugh. Her shoulders shaking from the force and slightly distilling the wine.

Once she was done, her cheeks were red from the laughter and she was gasping for breath, “Yeah, okay. So Alfred misses me, I’ll make sure to give him a call then.” She turned her back to Bruce and began walking towards the edge of the pool.

“The boys, girls, and I do too.” Chateau Petra was on his lips and the feeling of cold wine hitting his face and upper chest had him closing his eyes for a second. When he opened them, Y/N’s wine glass was empty and on her face was a hard expression. Cold E/C eyes glaring into his as she pulled herself out of the pool, and grabbed the rest of the wine bottle.

“Sleep on the couch. You’re going home tomorrow.” Her steps quiet as she stalked into her home and she headed for the bathroom. Bruce sighed, and stared at the night sky with a new look in his eyes, ‘Desperate times call for desperate measures.’ He would like to believe that he is above this. He wants to believe that this was the worst case scenario happening and therefore this needs to happen.

Has to. The very thought of Y/N being away caused an itch to form under his skin and a burning fire in his chest. A fire he never knew blazed in him until it went out. Now, more aware and protective of it, Bruce found himself craving the warmth in ways that had his mouth foaming and muscles tensing. He looked down at the water and saw the red wine diluting and sprawling throughout the pool water, looking like blood for only a second.

A smile curled on his lips and he pulled himself out of the pool water, drying himself off before making his way into the shower with his ‘ex-wife.’ They may have never been lovers, but they were two adults living under the same roof.

So, of course they have had sex.

Hate sex is the best and worst sex. It is the best because Bruce can go as hard as he wants to and Y/N will love it. It is the worse because hate sex is all Y/N will see this as. Y/N will only see it has hate sex and not for the love Bruce feels for her. She won’t feel it in the way he caresses her skin or in the way he leaves his bite marks on her thighs. All Y/N will see this as, is hate sex.

Which is fine. If hate sex is what Y/N needs to see this as to work then Bruce will take it. He has time. He has plenty of time to show her how much he cares and loves her. Those divorce papers will be long gone, every single one of those copies non-existent. He loves her. He loves her in the way a cactus loves the sun, or how the stars love the moon.

Bruce was so enamored by her, that he couldn’t help but to fall deeper. Her soft hands, that have never broken a bone but have broken many hearts, cradling scarred shoulders and sharp cheeks. She didn’t flinch when his own rough hands gripped her’s, bruising and secure, and she didn’t flinch when intense blue eyes met hers. In fact, she smiled, like this was all a joke he was the butt of it.

It pissed him off that even she could have secrets and inside jokes that he doesn’t know about. As she laid there, her eyes now closed and body relaxed, Bruce pulled out a syringe filled with something that will keep her asleep. Only for a few days. Barbara is already working on getting rid of the divorce papers and the kids were preparing for her return.

Bruce kissed her forehead, smiling down at his Sleeping Beauty. If need be, the manor will be her castle and the kids her vines covered in thorns. Bruce, in all his daunting and terrifying glory shall be the dragon, keeping her locked within her castle because nowhere was safer than the castle. Only she could keep him calm, and only she could make him feel human.

Batman was never Prince Charming.

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Where he would propose and how it happens [Genshin Men]

Warnings: haven’t written in a while please excuse and tell me about pronoun slips, I’m sleep deprived, not proofread (this will be my fixed disclaimer as a writing parent, haha)

Notes: All of these were captured by me in game. I just felt like exploring the beauty of Genshin more and this was a great way to do it while mixing it with writing. Note that you may not agree with some of these, and that's totally fine, these are my thoughts and ideas :)

Characters: Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Baizhu, Cyno, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Heizou, Itto, Kaeya, Kaveh, Kazuha, Lyney, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Tighnari, Venti, Wriothesley, Xiao, Zhongli, gn!reader

Aether

Aether is a simple man, and though he plans his proposal he doesn't really think much of the place, somewhere where the two of you frequent, maybe on your daily/nightly walks.

It happens just as the two of you are about to go back, this is where you sit and relax for a while as the sun sets. You can see Mondstadt in the distance and the beautiful orange sky.

As you're about to turn and walk away he catches your wrist and pulls you back into the middle of those tiny pink flowers.

Now that he thinks about it... This is where his journey really started: Starfell Lake, and how perfect would it be to start a new one with you?

"Y/N, I...want you to stay. I mean, forever," the words are simple but it gets across.

Albedo

Also a simple person. You might think Dragonspine when you think Albedo and I agree that all that snow could be romantic but I went for Starsnatch Cliff. It's a good place to see Mondstadt, and he takes you there after the sun has set.

He would probably comment about how you can see a lot of things from here, and how the world is such a great, vast place, full of things to explore and discover.

"...and yet I find myself thinking... how all that I want is right next to me. Would you do me the honour of being my lifelong partner?"

Alhaitham

Something's up and you can tell, this isn't your usual route home, and honestly you've never stopped in these parts of the city. You've passed by it sure, but never with Alhaitham.

You ask him where the two of you are going and if there are some extra errands to run before going home. He only shakes his head and ends up leading you over right next to the glowing Padisarah flower.

He HAS planned this, so why does it feel like he hasn't? Even has a ring in his pocket (granted it is the SIMPLEST ring one could ever imagine, that's just how he is)

Ends up just taking the ring box out and showing it to you while trying to speak "I..." doesn't speak much of his emotions so has a hard time, but feels pathetic afterwards so meets your eyes straight on. "...A promise... That what I feel for you... is everlasting,"

Ayato

That small shrine/garden/sitting area just outside the Kamisato Estate. It's just a bit more private than the sitting area INSIDE the estate.

You wouldn't think anything of it because you do hang out here from time to time.

Ayato might seem like a grand person but in the end he doesn't want to stray far from home.

"I'm...sorry if this is a bit abrupt," fishes out a ring box from his long sleeve. "I've been meaning to ask for a while now, will you share your life with me as my beloved?"

Baizhu

That nice little hill just outside of Bubu Pharmacy, where you can find Glaze Lilies strewn about and the night view is quite nice. It's a place the two of you go just to get some quick, fresh air if Baizhu isn't feeling too well. Changsheng is left at the pharmacy from time to time, this is one of those times.

"I've been thinking...how precious time really is," he looks at you with tenderness in his eyes, yet a lot of uncertainty shrouded in them. "I don't know where this road will lead me... but you alone are my lifelong remedy. Would you accompany me on this journey?"

Cyno

Cyno often comes here to watch the sun set, since he was a student, but he does think it's more beautiful at night.

The two of you are leaning over the railway and looking at Sumeru, just talking about the day.

Cyno doesn't really plan it. He seems to be the type to but when he feels that it's the right time, specially when he feels it strongly, there's no better time than the present.

It's while he's watching you talk enthusiastically about your day, that there's a sudden twist in his heart. This is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.

"Y/N--" he cuts you off successfully, wonder in his eyes. "What do you say to being intertwined for life?"

Dainsleif

Anywhere where there is an unobstructed view of the stars and night sky, but particularly at the hill of Cape Oath, where the two of you lie side by side on the grass, staring up at the stars.

At this point the two of you have been travelling together for a while, looking for answers to his curse. To Dainsleif, the two of you are pretty much married already, but just to confirm it, every night, he asks "Is this the path that you choose? To bind your fate with mine?"

And every night, like a promise, you say yes.

Diluc

Diluc doesn't stray far from home too. He prefers to stay close to his memories, no matter how painful they are.

He HAS planned it, but ends up proposing at an unexpected time.

It's when he's on the road home and you're waiting right by the lamp post for him. It's late. Later than usual and here you are worrying about how it's a cold night and that he should've worn more.

It's at that moment that it hits him, "Y/N, the thought of being separated...it's not something I'd want to imagine" he grips your hand tightly. "...For the rest of my life, it's you that I want to spend it with,"

Doesn't even have the planned ring on him and apologizes about the word vomit he just did. He was just overcome with emotions right then and there.

Gorou

That small spot next to Bourou Village. Watatsumi Island is beautiful in general, but Gorou knows the good spots.

Is nervous but tries not to show it, but you can totally tell because he's way too stiff.

"Wh-What do you mean? Nothing's wrong!" When asked if everything's fine.

When standing at this spot though, his nervousness seems to go away and for a minute everything is normal until... "H-Hey, Y/N, so..." you look at him and he's fumbling with his hands, unable to meet your gaze. "Y-You, and I--We've been...You know--"

Seems to panic. He is SO uncool right now. Closes his eyes and just blurts it out when he realizes this isn't working out "With all my heart, will you marry me?!"

Heizou

Little secret garden just next to Inazuma city. Quiet place yet you can hear a bit of the hustle and bustle in the city.

Heizou is the type to get on one knee and confidently, directly say it.

He's planned it, and gets you right in the middle of the bridge (has probably asked someone to take a photo as well)

"Y/N, beloved," grins "would you unravel the mysteries of life with me?" (thinks it was such a cool line, then hands you the ring in a box)

Itto

Does not think about it nor plans it. Just happens and it happens because he talks about it casually. You can't really tell if he's serious.

He has this conversation with you in Chinjuu Forest, which is a naturally beautiful place, but he's really only there with you to look for onikabuto.

"You know, it'd be really cool if we could keep doing this huh?"

You ask what he means cause you don't really have any idea. You guys have been doing this for ages. Why would it stop now, is what you think.

"I mean, like, you know, forever," he says this while looking under a rock. "Like if we were just onikabuto fightin' partners forever, get it?"

You stall for a moment and wonder if he knows what he's saying, and you ask if he specifically means he just wants you as an onikabuto fighting partner.

"Oh, well, yea it's ONE of the things I like about you, but I like your kisses too. Hehe," scratches the back of his head then looks like he gets a bright idea. "Oh hey that's an idea! How 'bout we just become partners for life, Y/N?"

Yeah, that's how it happens.

Kaeya

Kaeya keeps it simple, but also romantic. He gets that spot above the gate of Mondstadt, where you can see Barbatos' statue from a distance. He knows how much you love the city and he has a special place in his heart for it too.

The two of you pretty much keep each other warm up there, with him behind you and his arms wrapped around your shoulders.

At some point, as the two of you have been talking for ages and when the perfect silence descends, he leans into your ear and asks you to close your eyes. When you do, you feel him slip something onto your ring finger as he says "A thousand words wouldn't be enough to tell you how I really feel...Would you want to create a thousand and more memories together instead?"

Kaveh

Kaveh thinks its only appropriate to propose at his masterpiece, but he thinks you're even more of a masterpiece than anything he's made or encountered before.

Plus the place just holds a lot of meaning and memories for him. It's beautiful too and you've always said that you're proud of him for completing it.

His is a pretty simple proposal. "I've always thought that something's been missing in my life...I think I've figured out that it's you, Y/N. It's only going to be you,"

Kazuha

Inazuma holds a lot of memories for Kazuha, some that are rather unpleasant. But home is still home and perhaps he wanted to create more good memories there.

Truth be told he could have proposed to you anywhere, and I don't think he had really planned it. It was just something heartfelt that he wanted to say as he sees you climbing up the stairs to the shrine. The sunlight hitting you perfectly and the sakura blossoms just cascading around your form. It's perfect, he thought.

You're a few steps further up from him and it makes him look up at you the slightest bit. With a shine in his eyes and a smile on his face he asks, quite sincerely "Have you ever felt like home was right next to you, Y/N?"

and before you could answer he answers his own question first. "I have, despite the storms and catastrophes I've gone through...Y/N, you're the home that my heart forever needs,"

Lyney

Lyney plans it, but doesn't do it in a grand way. He just wants it to be sincere and special. He thinks this place is cute, what with the little sort of gazebo with a small sitting space to just sit and drink tea.

He proposes to you as the two of you sit, you've never been here before and wonder why the two of you are out here, actually.

"Oh, is it strange? Haha, I just wanted a bit of a change," Rubs the back of his neck and starts to feel nervous.

You explain that you're not complaining, just curious, but you like it!

"Oh, that's a relief. I'm...Uh..." sort of fumbles with something in his coat, really funny seeing as he's a magician and is supposed to be nimble with his fingers. Recovers quite fast and manages to do his classic "flower-behind-your-ear" trick and hands it over to you.

He does the same trick, but this time takes a ring out. "Y/N, you complete me in ways words can't express...will you..." gulps before he continues "marry me?"

Neuvillette

Seems very posh but prefers to keep it simple. He thinks its more special rather than making a super grand gesture. He could of easily proposed in front of the Opera Epiclese, but instead did it at one of the small fountains in Marcotte Station.

The two of you are out on a nightly stroll and this is just where the two of you ended up.

Clears his throat before starting, takes your hand in his, but its his eyes that really do the talking. "I may not be the best in expressing my deepest thoughts and emotions...but there is one single thing that I am quite sure about," he stalls here and seems to look into your soul.

"And it's you, my love. As I take my next steps into this life I lead, I would be honoured if I take them with you by my side,"

Scaramouche

Has it on his mind but doesn't particularly plans when or where he's going to say it. Just knows that he wants to.

While out on an assignment the two of you pass by Mawtiyima Forest. You've always thought it looked like such a magical place. You request to sit on a hill for a bit before moving on.

Scaramouche, as usual, grumbles about this but relents and ends up plopping next to you as well. Truth be told he also liked this particular forest and how quiet yet vibrant it was.

No words are exchanged for a while, just the two of you looking at the view. Scaramouche sneaks a glance at you and you have that stupid, wide eyed look on your face, the glowing blue mushrooms reflecting off of your eyes.

He secretly thinks its cute.

He shows that by aggressively saying. "I don't know what you had in mind when you agreed to come with me, but you're stuck with me till the end now, got it?"

Yes. That's pretty much his proposal.

Tartaglia

Is one who would take you on a vacation off on an isolated, quaint and cute island like Petrichor with wonderful views of Fontaine's waterfalls.

Is the type to get down on one knee while this beautiful background is in sight. Totally plans it and is the cliche, basic proposal. Would totally love the townspeople to clap and cheer while this is happening too.

"Y/N, every day spent with you is a treasure, and I want it to continue for the rest of my life, will you marry me?"

Thoma

Has planned it. Makes sure you have a good time beforehand, probably at some festival and it's when the two of you are winding down, sitting on that rock with the lamp on it that he asks.

"Isn't it magical?" he asks as a starter and you ask what exactly he's talking about. "How it's always a good time and how easy life seems when I'm with you,"

You tell him that's because he always takes good care of you and he laughs heartily at that. "I'm glad to hear it," kisses your forehead and smiles down at you.

"Every day, Y/N, I just fall deeper in love with you...Do you think, maybe, we could spend our whole lives together?"

Tighnari

Plans it and is calm about it. Has everything under control. He chose Pardis Dhyai specifically for its aesthetics and specifically the inside in case it rains. (He doesn't want you to get wet as he proposes, but also doesn't want his ears and tail wet as it happens.)

Clears his throat before he starts, doesn't have a ring because he just doesn't seem the type, for him its more of a pact.

"Rather than talk about emotions alone, I'd want to highlight that you've been quite the mind-stimulating study partner," coughs into his hand "but of course, that's only one aspect of you that I like...it's safe to say that I like you enough to propose the pact of marriage...would that be alright with you?"

Venti

Where else would he think was a good place to propose? Of course he would do it here.

No roundabout way of saying it. Confident in all aspects, partly because he's a God but partly because...what has he got to lose, really?

Doesn't really propose marriage cause...he's not a mortal. Forever might be a thing for him but maybe not for you.

"It's been a while since I've felt really at ease with someone, you know?"

You jokingly say he seems to be at ease with everyone, specially after a few bottles of wine. He laughs out loud at that, and remarks back that no one can make him laugh the way you do.

"It's blossomed into something more beautiful than I thought it would be, Y/N. You, me, and us. Can we stay like this till the end?"

Wriothesley

Has planned it and has stuck to his plan. At a little vacation home at the Southeast of the Beryl Region. The two of you spent a few days relaxing there, under the guise that Wriothesley needed a break.

On the last day he surprised you by revealing that he had asked your family and friends, both from faraway regions and nearby towns to come and celebrate with the two of you.

Celebrate what, you ask.

That's when he gets down on one knee and pops the question "You know, I could still be mistaken," he grins at this but is clearly joking. "but I don't think I am and seeing as you've put up with me, Y/N, I think it's safe to say you're my forever person,"

It was days after when you realize how confident he is of this whole thing when you think about the fact that he had pre planned to invite all your friends and family over to "celebrate"

Xiao

Also a person who doesn't stray far from home. The rooftop of Wangshu Inn is actually quite romantic on quiet nights, with a view of Liyue and a gentle breeze.

To Xiao, marriage isn't really about a ring and signing papers. It's a contract and a promise to each other.

On one of the nights, he just thinks it's the right time to say it.

He's more quiet than usual and you ask if something's wrong.

He pauses for a while before answering. "...Apologies, there's a lot on my mind..."

Xiao has become a lot more open with you through the years.

"...I... just wanted to propose the prospect of being...binded together," you ask what that means cause you're not really familiar, you end up asking if that's the same as marriage.

"M-Marriage? Uh... Yes... I suppose that's what mortals call it... but being binded together is more..." stops talking and gets red in the face. "Let's... just leave it at that,"

I like to think that the process of binding is just that your souls are entwined together...So when one of you passes, you still remember them in your next life, type of thing. Cause if you're a mortal, chances are, you'll die earlier than Xiao. Anyhow, that's a completely different story.

Zhongli

Zhongli prefers the quiet and the nature. This is probably part of your occasional stroll when the two of you need some quiet time.

Zhongli, with how long he has lived, also doesn't see marriage as the normal get-down-on-one-knee-with-a-ring-thing, but for him, it's a contract. It's more binding than anything in the world.

"Y/N, we've walked this path countless of times before," he starts as the two of you continue to stroll. You reply saying that you like this particular area where the bamboos are.

"Is that so?" suddenly stops and looks at you. "In that case, would you care to listen to a proposal I have?"

Clears his throat when you give the approval. "As I've said, we've walked this path countless of times before..." he takes your hand in his "but for me, who has lived longer than you, I've traversed this path for even more times," he closes his eyes. "Yet, with you by my side, this path changes. It transforms into something resplendent. As if...every time had been the first time I've walked through it. It is with you, Y/N, that I discover life anew, despite the thousands of years I've lived. Would you consider forming a contract of lifelong partnership with me, and only me?"

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yandere-daydreams · 2 months ago

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Title: Daytrip.

Pairing: Yandere!Illumi x Reader (Hunter x Hunter).

Word Count: 5.6k.

TW: Fem!Reader, Non/Con, Prolonged Captivity, Mentions of Kidnapping, Mentions of Animal Death, Semi-Public Sex, Controlling Behavior, Deliberate Isolation, and Stalking.

The first thing you saw when you opened your eyes was, per usual, Illumi’s face.

His dark eyes wide and unblinking, his skin bloodlessly pale, his lips pulled into a thin, neutral line – and all of it no more than three inches away. You were too numb to his off-putting proximity to scream, but you flinched back into your pillow on instinct, and Illumi took the hint, lingering for another half second longer before drawing back. A few months ago, you might’ve scrambled away, barricaded yourself in the smallest corner of your lavish bedroom, but now, you only rolled onto your side, regarding him with the same exhausted resignation that you used to pay to your cat, when she woke you up three hours early for no other reason than her own selfish desire not to spend the small hours of the morning alone.

“What’s up?”

It might’ve been a little too casual of a greeting for your kidnapper, but he didn’t seem to mind. “There are clothes waiting for you on your vanity. The butlers will help you dress as soon as possible.”

So this was going to be an out-of-bed thing, after all. Reluctantly, you started pushing yourself up. “Are we in a hurry for a reason, or…?”

There was a brief moment of consideration, then a resolute nod from Illumi. You let out an inward sigh. “Okay, whatever, that’s my fault. Why are we in a rush, ‘lumi?”

“I have something planned for the two of us.” If you hadn’t known better, you might’ve thought you saw his expression light up. “A daytrip, I believe.” And then, as if as an afterthought, “I’m very excited.”

Illumi’s excitement was normally something you tried to avoid, but your mind seemed to glaze over that and settle on the word ‘daytrip’ instead. Daytrips meant traveling. Daytrips meant activities.

Most pressingly, daytrips meant getting to leave the empty, lifeless, murderer-infested wasteland that was his family’s estate for the first time since he carried you through its gates. You knew better than to say that in as many words, though.

“And for this daytrip, we’ll be going…” You trailed off, gesturing in the direction you felt most strongly would lead back to civilization. “…out there?”

“We’ll be leaving the mountain, yes.”

“And we’ll be going place where other people are?”

“I suppose so, if it can’t be avoided.”

“And your family wasn’t involved with this at all?”

“They don’t think it’s right for you to be given so much freedom so quickly,” he explained. “I disagree. Even well-trained dogs have to be walked.”

For the first time ever, you had to resist the urge to kiss him.

Instead, you only let yourself smile, casting your sheets aside and settling for a brief but bone-crushing hug. “Thank you thank you thank you!” You pulled away abruptly, sliding off of the mattress. “I—I’ll get dressed!”

Illumi didn’t move, didn’t react, but his eyes followed you as you stumbled across the room – happier than you’d been in months.

A little less than an hour later, you were spread across Illumi’s lap in the back of a surprisingly conspicuous black car, the divider raised to block a faceless driver from view. It took a concerted amount of effort to keep your attention on anything but the window, but you managed, only sparing the occasional glance towards the passing scenery.

You watched the mountainside spiral downward as Illumi’s hands settled around your waist, measuring the widening gaps between dense patches of forestry as his mouth ghosted over the side of your neck. It’d always surprised you – how tactile he was, how someone so cold could be so fond of peppering feather-light kisses into your collarbones and groping at your thighs. It’d been weeks since the last time you tried to brush off his affection. As far as you were concerned, there were worse things he could do to you than mimic the behavior of a more conventional boyfriend.

(At some point, you’d come to think of Illumi as the unclimbable, unmovable, twenty-foot-tall wall that separated you from freedom. You didn’t like him, sure, but you had to recognize that on your own, you had no chance of getting past, over, or around him. If something happened to render him a little weaker, a little less tall, a little more susceptible to opening his gates, then things might change, but you couldn’t rely on elusive possibilities. The way you saw it, you could either waste your time trying to overcome an insurmountable obstacle, or you could save your energy and try to make things as pleasant on this side of the wall as was humanly possible, given your below-standard working conditions. Until you met someone willing to offer you a ladder, at least.)

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, and your eyes flitted back to the window. You were passing buildings, now – houses and apartments, people dotted in front of them blurred mannequins. “Can you tell me where we’re going, or am I not supposed to know?”

He seemed to think for a second, but answered quickly enough. “Brunch, first,” he said, not bothering to pull away from you. “The rest is a surprise.”

You pursed your lips. You used to like surprises, but Illumi had managed to change a lot of things about you. “Is ‘the rest’ something I’ll like?”

“It’s something you’ve been known to enjoy.”

It took everything you had not to roll your eyes. You’d been ‘known to enjoy’ a lot of things, most of which Illumi had taken away from you.

There was one more open-mouthed kiss pressed into your collarbone, one more stolen glance of the outside world, and then, the vehicle was easing to a steady halt in front of a rustic, almost quaint building. A café, you realized, as Illumi stepped out in front of you, holding the door open while you stared wide-eyed at the perfectly idyllic, perfectly normal restaurant. The cute type, with a triangular roof and a greenery-laden front porch and chipped paint on either side of the front door.

Subconsciously, some part of you must’ve decided that you’d never see anything more charming or more homey than the lifeless grounds of Illumi’s estate again. You opted not to linger on that, as you stepped out of the car.

The interior was similarly fairytale-esque. There weren’t any other customers or wait-staff, which you’d expected, but string lights hung from the rafters, fresh wildflowers sitting in pitchers on each table. Illumi let you choose where to sit, and you shot for a spot closest to the front windows – bay-style and freshly cleaned, the kind of thing you might’ve stared longingly out of while nursing an overpriced latte for the better part of an hour. Suit-clad butlers stood guard on either side of the door, but if you were lucky, you’d still be able to catch the occasional pedestrian walking by. You would’ve given anything to sit in a room filled to bursting with other people, but since you couldn’t have that, you’d settle for being able to watch a handful from a distance.

“You’re staring.”

“So?” You responded to Illumi without looking away. “You stare at me all the time.”

“That’s different. I have a reason to look at you.”

“Which is?”

“I love you.”

It might’ve been easier to believe if he hadn’t said it with all the warmth and all the affection of a corpse, already given time to cool.

You changed the topic swiftly.

“It’s a little nostalgic, honestly. I used to come to places like this all the time, especially before I made any friends in the city. It was nice to feel lonely in a aloof-and-mysterious kind of way, instead of an anti-social-and-depressed sort of way.”

“Oh, you were never really alone.” You didn’t say anything, but you made the mistake of shifting your gaze onto him, of spurring him forward with the reward of your attention. “It was a guilty pleasure of mine – spending time with you before we met. I preferred it when you sat outside. It was easier to smell your perfume, in the open air.”

You grit your teeth. It wasn’t the most disturbing thing he’d ever admitted, but it definitely made the list. “…I think I would’ve remembered sitting next to someone like you.”

If he’d been more expressive, you could’ve imagined him smirking. “You would think so, wouldn’t you?”

There was a brief lapse, a moment of uncertainty on your part. Finally, you asked, “Did I smell… nice?”

“Very.” Illumi didn’t share your sense of trepidation. “Like cinnamon.”

You hummed, and as if by magic, a waitress appeared from the door to an unseen kitchen – white knuckling her pen with one hand and driving her nails into her notepad with the other. She took your orders with a terrified sort of professionalism, and before you left, you convinced Illumi to give you all the cash he was carrying at the moment (a sum that easily added up to half a year’s worth of rent, handed over without so much as a passing question) and left it on the table for her to find.

Your second stop was as surprising as Illumi had promised. If anything, he’d undersold it.

If the quaintness of the café had been enough to throw you into a stupor, then the sheer scale of the building in front of you could’ve sent you to an early grave. A mall – a nice mall, either recently built or nestled so far into the upper-class shopping district that you never would’ve come across it organically, the type with glass where there should’ve been walls and a fountain without any coins at the bottom. You were tempted to try and pester loose change off of one of the butlers flanking you, but decided against it. The café, you could’ve stumbled into on your own, without Illumi’s intervention. It just didn’t feel right to leave a mark where you so obviously didn’t belong.

More similarly to the café, though, the inside of the shopping complex was startlingly empty. Butlers and hired security were posed in front of exits, but other than that, it wasn’t hard to believe that you and Illumi were the only people on the property. As soon as you were past the initial entryway, you ducked into the closest store – a high-end cosmetics retailer. The door was unlocked, but there was no cashier at the register. Like someone had already come through and cleared it out.

“This is some backrooms shit,” you mumbled to yourself, and then, to Illumi, ever-hovering just over your shoulder. “You didn’t… you know, do what you normally do to people you don’t like, right?”

“Are you asking me if I killed everyone in this shopping complex prior to our arrival?”

“Well, not everyone,” you clarified. “Maybe just the employees?”

He didn’t laugh, but the corner of his mouth turned ever-so-slightly upward, as if you’d said something funny. “No, that would’ve taken far too much time.” The unnecessary loss of life went unacknowledged. “The building’s rented out, and the stock’s been purchased in advance. You’re only deciding what you’d like to keep.”

Huh.

One day, you were going to sit him down and have a long, long talk about class privilege and resource waste. If you were feeling generous, you might even throw generational wealth onto the lecture, just to make sure he got the full picture.

One day, but not today.

“The third floor always has the best stores,” you said, turning on your heel and grabbing Illumi’s hand, too distracted to think anything of the gesture. “Let’s start there.”

You weaved in and out of stores with reckless abandon, hyper-aware that you had no one’s time to waste but your own. Essentials were overlooked entirely, makeup and self-care supplies limited to eyeshadow pallets with no less than several dozen eye bleeding colors and bath-bombs that were more glitter than pigment, and clothes made up the bulk of your adoration. Everything that wasn’t in your size had already been removed – something as worrying as it was convenient. The only thing you refused to try on was loungewear. It would’ve been practical, sure, but you didn’t need to be reminded that this was likely the last time you’d ever leave Illumi’s sprawling home.

“You know,” you called from a dressing room, pulling a gingham dress over your head. You couldn’t see Illumi, but you were sure he wasn’t far. He didn’t seem to have much of an interest in shopping, but his favorite hobby was looming over your shoulder like some blank-eyed, haphazardly domesticated bird of prey, so it balanced out. “If this had been our first date, I probably would’ve married you.

You heard him hum as a weight settled against the dressing room door. “I enjoyed our first date. It was endearing – how long you rested your head in my lap.”

“Well, yeah. The paralytics you used were so strong, I couldn’t move for three days.” You’d still lose feeling in your left arm, if you held it at the wrong angle. It reminded you a little of your cat, after she first came around to the idea of sitting in your lap. You’d been so afraid of scaring her off, you’d let your legs fall asleep before you so much as thought about moving her. “I just meant that the whole ‘kidnapping’ thing probably wouldn’t have been necessary, y’know? I wasn’t exactly in a place to be picky when it came to creepy rich men.”

There was a brief lapse of silence, and you finally managed to drag the bodice of the dress into place. “I never considered that.”

It shouldn’t have surprised you to hear that Illumi wasn’t the dating type, and yet, you let out a breath of a laugh. “You never thought about asking me out? Not even once?”

“…no, I didn’t.” If you hadn’t known better, you would’ve thought he sounded shy. “It was hard to be practical. I was distracted. You were perfect, and contained, and I thought touching you would be—” For the first time, his voice seemed to dip, to grow just a little quieter. “—vulgar. It would’ve changed you, to know I was there.”

The skirt was layered, and you bit back the urge to curse as you smoothed over the layers of cotton and lace. “I think being abducted might’ve changed me, too.”

“It was the better option. Something would’ve fallen out of place eventually, but like this, I could save you. Only your environment had to be altered.”

He made it sound like he’d sealed you behind glass, rather than underneath a mansion occupied by the world’s most dangerous killers. You’d known better than to hope he’d be able to come up with a selfless reason for your prolonged captivity, but still. Hearing that you were miserable because he needed a ballerina to decorate his music box with stung more than you would’ve liked to admit.

“…it’s unlocked. You can come in, if you want.” Immediately, you heard the dressing room door creak open, and turned your attention towards your reflection. Out of the countless you’d tried on, there was a reason you’d saved this dress for last. You used to fantasize about being able to afford something so wonderfully needless, something you wouldn’t have had to justify with things as joyless as ‘function’ and ‘practicality’. Even now, the puffiness of the sleeves and the lace detailing around the collar and the tiny, almost impossible-to-see hearts printed onto the checked pattern felt exorbitant – borderline garish. You still didn’t have any reason to wear it, any place you could’ve gone to show it off, but then again, you didn’t have much of a reason to do much of anything when you were with Illumi. You guessed, in a roundabout kind of way, that meant you got to do whatever you wanted to.

Illumi came to stand behind you, and you leaned back, kissing his cheek gingerly. “I’ll add it to the pile. Thanks for this, ‘lumi.”

His hands found their way to your hips, settling there as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “Keep it on. It suits you.”

You tried to laugh, but fell short – your smile falling into something more strained. You really shouldn’t have said anything, but you were talking before you could stop yourself, before you could think better of it. “The cinnamon,” you started, speaking against the dryness in your throat. “When I first moved to the city, the only apartment I could afford was flat above a bakery. The ventilation was awful, and the landlord was impossible to get a hold of, and everything I owned smelled like sugar and cinnamon and bread. I couldn’t touch anything sweet for months, after I moved out.”

It was all you could do to bite down on your tongue and force yourself to stop, to shut up, to remember who you were talking to. Illumi’s response was less dramatic – as instantaneous as it was muted.

“How fitting,” he said, with a chime of a laugh. “Sweet things belong in sweet places.”

…

You could only be mad at yourself, really. What else were expecting? It wasn’t like he was going to get down on his knees and apologize, for fuck’s sake.

You sighed, melting into Illumi’s chest. Of course, he welcomed you with open arms.

You didn’t end up keeping any other dresses. A few other articles of clothing, a couple pairs of shoes, a small fortune’s worth of little luxuries that’d help you pass the time when you were returned, kicking and screaming, to solitary confinement, but no dresses. Well, aside from the one you were wearing, of course.

It wasn’t long before Illumi started gently ushering you to the nearest exit, and already thoroughly defeated, you didn’t try to resist. You only got distracted once on your way out, and not for very long. Illumi made sure of that.

It was kiosk-type stand – the glass cabinets filled with high-end pet toys and animal-themed tchotchkes. You couldn’t stop yourself, gasping as you broke away from Illumi and darted to the first thing that caught your eye: a bright pink collar with silver spikes, adorable and cliché and so, so cute. It was clearly meant for a dog, but it could’ve fit a cat. Or, you probably would’ve tried to make it fit a cat, rather.

Illumi appeared at your side, as always, and you started talking without looking up. “I’m sorry, I know we’re in a rush, but it just—” You paused, trying and failing to bite back a smile. “I had this cat before you took me – her name was Ghost. She used to be the neighborhood stray, but she was getting pretty old, and I think other cats were picking on her. Eventually, I just started letting her in, and after a while, she stopped leaving. She would’ve hated something like this.” You held up the collar, gesturing dismissively before forcing yourself to set it back down. “She never really liked me. Whoever took her in shouldn’t have had too much trouble winning her over, after I disappeared.”

“Ghost,” he repeated. “Was she a black cat?”

“Yeah, that’s where her name came from. I couldn’t see her at all at night, and she could knock over anything that wasn’t nailed down. It was like living with a poltergeist.”

“She’s dead.”

You felt something small and vital tear open and start to bleed. “…excuse me?”

“You two were quite close. Had she been given the time, she would’ve woken you up the night I came to get you. I didn’t want that.” It took an embarrassing amount of time for you to make the connection, to form the link, to realize why the pain in your chest was quickly becoming so unbearable. “We can get another, if you’re upset. As a couple.”

The shock was numb, if there was any shock to be had at all. “It’s fine,” you managed, eventually, and despite the strain behind your voice, Illumi didn’t argue.

Instead, he glanced towards the nearest glass wall, to where the sun was just beginning to set over the horizon. “We should go.”

“I didn’t realize we were on a schedule.”

“You weren’t supposed to. I told you earlier – the last stop is a surprise.” This time, he was the one to take your hand, squeezing gently as he laced his fingers with yours.

It might’ve been a nice gesture, if his touch hadn’t been cold enough to burn.

You weren’t really sure what the third and final stop was supposed to be, at first.

An old sort of a dream knotted and coiled in your chest as his driver ferried you out of the city, metropolis shuttering into mountain backwoods. You’d never really been afraid of Illumi killing you (not when there were so many things that were so, so much worse than death), but as the car eased to a stop on the side of single-lane road, it was hard to imagine why else he would’ve taken you so far from the nearest scrap of civilization, another reason for him to wear such a bright expression as he ushered you outside - the most impatient he’d been all day. It wasn’t until you saw the trailhead – unmarked save for a wooden post and break in the foliage – that you started to relax.

“Oh,” you mumbled, your relief audible. “I’m not really dressed for hiking, ‘lumi.”

“It isn’t far.” And then, taking your hand in his, “I can carry you.”

It sounded more like a matter-of-fact statement than an offer, but you shook your head, edging forward. He was right, in the end. It couldn’t have been more than half a mile of level ground, Illumi holding your hand all the while. It wasn’t like you weren’t allowed outside on Illumi’s estate, but you spent so much time in the woods that surrounded his mansion and his mother’s gardens – it would’ve been impossible not to go numb to the absence of bird song, the treacherous slope of his mountain, how little sunlight managed to break through the dense canopy of tangled branches and leaves that seemed to lie a little closer to black than green. It was nice to be somewhere else, somewhere with humming insects and a gentleness to the landscape and just enough dappled sunlight to make you forget who you were with. You kept your head on a swivel, quietly eager to soak in as much of it as you could. If you were lucky, you’d actually get to see some life – a deer, or a wildcat, or—

Something caught in your throat, and your head lulled forward, eyes dropping to your feet. You stared at the ground for the rest of the walk.

Your destination was, similarly, storybook levels of idyllic. The forest thinned and fell away entirely, breaking into a lake that stretched on as far as the eye could see and glittered pink in the light of the setting sun. Stretched over the lake’s shore was a blanket piled with platters of chocolate-covered fruit, breads and cheese, bottles of wine with a matching pair of glasses for each option – everything you might’ve once drunkenly listed off to a friend while fantasizing about your perfect, fairytale date. You glanced around you, looking for the butlers who must’ve only just finished setting up, but Illumi was quick to call your attention back to him. You felt him let go of your hand, your body shift before you could process why you were moving, and then, you were no longer on the ground; one of Illumi’s arms hooked under your knees and the other behind your back, your side pulled against his chest in an effortless bridal carry. You made a passing attempt to squirm, but Illumi didn’t seem to mind – keeping you tucked against him as he made his way to the only unoccupied corner of the blanket and all-but dropped to the ground, leaving you splayed across his lap and safely caged within his arms. It was hard to tell if he was trying to be romantic in his own, blank, heartless sort of way, or if he’d simply decided you weren’t moving quickly enough. For your own sake, you leaned towards the former.

“It’s awful,” you muttered, and then, correcting yourself, “Not the picnic, I mean – that’s perfect. It’s just, I can never tell what you’re thinking.”

He seemed to consider that, for a moment. A chocolate-covered strawberry was plucked out of the nearest bowl and held to your lips, and to appease him, you bit into it. Your throat still felt too knotted for you to actually enjoy eating, but it was good to keep Illumi happy. “Most of the time, I think about you,” he admitted, any hint of shame absent from his voice. “It’s an issue. It doesn’t affect my work, but it’ll start to if left unchecked.”

He thought about you while cutting down innocent civilians. Great. “And you’re not going to fix that by drowning me in a lake, right?”

“No, I’m not.” Like your question, his answer was too sincere for comfort. The way his free hand toyed with the hem of your skirt did little to ease your nerves, either. “I’ve tried keeping an amount of distance between you and I, but that hasn’t yielded much progress either.”

If he’d ever tried to keep himself away from you, you hadn’t been able to tell. His hand slipped under your skirt properly, and you twisted, reaching for the neared wine bottle. “There’s so much food here, we should really—”

“It can wait.”

It was awful, just how even his voice was. For the first time, you were tempted to give him a reason to raise it.

You’d never resisted Illumi, but he’d never tried to—tried to do this, either. There’d always been an unspoken barrier when it came to sex – your resounding horror shadowed comfortable within his apparent disinterest. Now, though, he didn’t seem very disinterested, and your lingering terror was brushed neatly to the side as his fingers grazed over your thighs, your hip, before slipping underneath the thin, silken fabric. You wanted to thrash, to bolt, but you were suddenly unable to move; paralyzed save for the reflex to clench your legs shut and sink that much deeper into Illumi’s chest. The former was undone with only as much effort as it took him to ease your thighs apart with his knee, though, and the latter only seemed to bring a soft smile to his lips – just barely prominent enough to feel as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck. If you’d been in your right mind, you might’ve thought to look for his butlers, to worry about passing hikers or concerned locals he wouldn’t think not to hurt, but Illumi had done his job well. It was impossible not to consider yourself wholly and entirely alone in the world, when you were with him.

He was less clinical than you would’ve expected. Illumi did most things with surgical precision, but touching you seemed to call for a more experimental skillset. His chin came to rest on your shoulder as his long fingers spread and explored underneath your panties, the tautness of the fabric ensuring that he always moved against you, rather than over or around. Undressing you never seemed to cross his mind; instead, his attention was trained on dragging the pad of his thumb over your clit, on using his ring and middle fingers to trace the slit of your cunt. You weren’t turned on – who could be, with their stoic kidnapper fondling them like a child learning to handle their first doll? – but your body and your mind were on two different tracks, one eager to make the best of a bad situation and the other too distraught to stop it. It wasn’t long before you could feel yourself dripping around him, your arousal adding a damp heat to your already claustrophobic point of connection. Illumi hummed. “You’re sensitive.”

You opened your mouth, but anything you might’ve said was drowned out by a hitched gasp as he thrust two digits inside of you with a wet click. “Tight, too,” he muttered, almost absentmindedly, immediately falling into a pattern of pumping and scissoring; spreading you open and pulling back only to fuck his fingers that much deeper. When he paused, it was only to curl against something particularly sensitive inside of you, to leave you shrinking that much further into his chest. “Is this uncomfortable?”

The practicality of the question caught you off-guard. You couldn’t call it considerate, but it was more than you’d expected, more than you ever would’ve hoped for. Unable to speak, you nodded furiously, and Illumi clicked his tongue. “You’ll be alright,” And then, slightly softer, “It couldn’t be any worse than what I had to deal with, waiting for you.”

There was no bitterness, no remorse, no pity; just Illumi’s cold rationality and the feeling of his palm grinding into your clit. The only warmth you could feel was the ghost of his breath on the side of your throat, the dip of your shoulder – not quite panting, but a world apart from his usual absence of expression. You tried to steel yourself, to think about anything aside from Illumi’s presence where it draped across you like a funeral shroud, but it’d been months since the last time you so much as thought about touching yourself, and for all his apathy, you could feel heat pooling in your core and recognize that your attempts to stave off the inevitable were only prolonging the insufferable. Still, it would’ve been impossible not to try and choke back your whimpers as that heat brewed and solidified into something more tense, something more breakable; as Illumi’s cheek pressed into the curve of your neck and his fingers curled against something soft and unprotected inside of you. Your climax was drawn out of you slowly, painfully, with a ragged whine in place of a moan. You kept your face buried in Illumi’s chest, your hands balled around the bodice of your dress. It felt like an eternity passed before it was over, before Illumi’s hand drew back, but no relief accompanied the distance.

You couldn’t even bring yourself to hate Illumi for it, not really. You couldn’t bring yourself to feel much of anything. The only thing you could think, as hard as you tried not to think at all, was that you missed your dead cat.

It was pathetic, honestly. A sob tore past your lips as he pulled you away from his chest and lowered you onto your back, tears burning twin tracks down your face. You couldn’t remember the last time he’d made you cry, and this shouldn’t have been your tipping point – not Ghost, not your awful shoebox apartment, not the fact that you could hear fabric tearing as he pulled your dress apart, too impatient to so much as consider a less destructive solution. You were in hysterics by the time he glanced up, the faintest possible frown coaxing the corners of his lips downward. “You’re crying.” And then, when your only response was another jagged cry, “Why?”

You opened your mouth, but only managed to force out another incoherent sob. Illumi softened, leaning over you, his dark hair forming a curtain that seemed to replace the rest of the world with unending void. Eventually, you managed to scrap up the only thing you could, even if it wasn’t what you really meant. “I—I want to go home, Illumi.”

He cocked his head to the side, staring down at you with a sort of blank focus. A moment passed, then another, before his expression brightened. “Oh.”

He leaned down, and you felt his lips brush over your forehead. His smile bit into your skin like a blade.

“We will, love.” He pulled back. You heard fabric shift, felt something hot and terrible slot against your cunt. “Just not yet.”

You moved to respond, but gave up quickly. His mouth crashed into yours as he thrust into you and your blood ran cold.

Later on, in the dark, things became bearable again. Illumi was cruel, psychotic, delusional, but he was dutiful, too, and with the most beautiful dress you’d ever seen reduced to scraps, he wrapped you in his jacket and gathered you in his arms. The picnic was untouched, the breath-taking view painted over by night. None of it mattered, of course. You were too exhausted to keep your eyes open, and a bottomless pit occupied the space your stomach used to. You wouldn’t mind going the rest of your life without taking anything of the filthy, unfeeling outside world inside of you ever again, but you knew better than to swear off eating because of Illumi. Or, at least, you hoped you’d know better in the morning.

You were only half-conscious of him pulling you against his chest and starting back into the forest, following the same path you had an eternity ago. It was a stupid question, but you found yourself asking anyway, your voice low and hoarse. “Are we… Are we going somewhere?”

“Of course.” Illumi bowed his head, kissing the top of yours. “We’re going home.”

He didn’t know he was lying, but he was. He might’ve been, but you weren’t.

Slowly and with no small amount of effort, you managed to nod, slumping against his chest. No sooner had you went slack in his arms than the final tether to consciousness thinned and fell away, leaving you to be consumed by the darkness.

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In Vedic astrology, the ruler of the 10th house plays a crucial role in shaping your career, professional success, and public image. While the 10th house governs your aspirations, ambitions, and how you are perceived in your career, the planet ruling that house provides deeper insights into how you achieve your goals and the nature of your profession. The placement of the 10th house ruler in the chart adds another layer, indicating where your career energies are focused and what kind of opportunities or challenges you may face. Understanding the 10th house ruler helps reveal the path toward success, showing how your personal strengths, ambitions, and the planetary influences converge to shape your professional life.

𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Capricorn in the 10th house, your career is shaped by Saturn, the ruler of Capricorn. This placement makes you ambitious, disciplined, and focused on long-term success. You approach your career with seriousness and dedication, determined to reach the top through hard work and perseverance. While your progress may be slow, Saturn's influence ensures that the achievements you build are solid and lasting. Challenges in your career will teach you valuable lessons in patience and resilience, and over time, you’re likely to gain recognition for your reliability, responsibility, and leadership skills. You thrive in structured environments that require organization and long-term planning.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: Your career is a core part of your identity. You feel a strong sense of responsibility and work hard to establish a solid reputation, often taking on leadership roles.

Saturn in the 2nd House: Financial security is important to you, and you take a careful, steady approach to building wealth. You might work in fields related to finance, banking, or resource management.

Saturn in the 3rd House: Communication, writing, or teaching could be key elements of your career. You have a disciplined approach to learning and sharing knowledge, making you a natural teacher or writer.

Saturn in the 4th House: Your career could be linked to real estate, land, or home-related industries. Balancing work and family life may be a central theme in your professional journey.

Saturn in the 5th House: You may face challenges in expressing your creativity or leadership, but you work hard to develop these skills. A career in education, working with children, or creative fields may suit you.

Saturn in the 6th House: You thrive in structured, service-oriented careers, such as law, administration, or health. You are diligent and take on responsibilities, often being the problem-solver in the workplace.

Saturn in the 7th House: Partnerships play an important role in your career, whether through law, consulting, or other collaborative fields. Professional relationships may take time to grow but are key to your success.

Saturn in the 8th House: You may find yourself in careers involving finance, research, or transformation, such as investigative work. Success may come after overcoming significant challenges, particularly in shared resources.

Saturn in the 9th House: Higher education, law, or philosophy may shape your career. You are dedicated to learning and could work in fields like teaching, publishing, or travel, where your discipline helps you excel.

Saturn in the 10th House: You are highly driven in your career, and leadership roles are likely in your future. While it may take time, your hard work will lead to success and authority in your professional life.

Saturn in the 11th House: You may work in large organizations, social causes, or network-focused careers. You value long-term connections and are likely to achieve success through teamwork and collaboration.

Saturn in the 12th House: Careers in spirituality, healing, or behind-the-scenes work may appeal to you. You’re disciplined in solitude and may find fulfillment in helping others, possibly in hospitals, research, or working abroad.

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Aquarius in the 10th house, your career is driven by a desire for innovation, progress, and making a collective impact. Ruled by Saturn, Aquarius gives you the determination to challenge norms while maintaining discipline and long-term focus. You seek careers that allow you to express individuality and contribute to societal advancement, often in fields like technology, social change, or science. You thrive in roles that let you introduce fresh, forward-thinking ideas and revolutionize outdated systems. Saturn’s influence ensures that, despite your progressive mindset, you approach your career strategically, building success over time. Your blend of vision and discipline enables you to leave a lasting mark in your field.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: Your career is closely tied to your identity, and you're seen as a responsible, visionary leader. You may work in fields that promote innovation or social reform, with a strong sense of independence in carving your own path.

Saturn in the 2nd House: Your career may involve managing finances or resources with a progressive mindset, possibly in technology or sustainability. You approach wealth-building cautiously, with an eye on long-term stability and community-focused projects.

Saturn in the 3rd House: Communication, technology, and intellectual exchange are central to your career. You may work in areas such as digital media, education, or tech startups, where your forward-thinking ideas can thrive. Your disciplined approach helps you stay ahead of trends.

Saturn in the 4th House: Your career could involve real estate, social housing, or projects aimed at improving community living standards. You may be drawn to futuristic housing concepts, urban planning, or ecological development, creating new models for sustainable living.

Saturn in the 5th House: Your creativity is structured, and you may work in innovative fields such as technology, entertainment, or education reform. You bring discipline to creative projects, working on long-term goals that push boundaries in media, teaching, or speculative industries.

Saturn in the 6th House: Your career may involve service, health tech, or innovative ways of improving work environments and systems. You thrive in positions where you can modernize old systems and improve efficiency, bringing a visionary approach to everyday problem-solving.

Saturn in the 7th House: Partnerships are crucial to your career, and you may work in law, consulting, or tech industries. Your professional relationships will likely take time to develop, but they will be built on mutual respect and a shared vision for the future.

Saturn in the 8th House: You could be involved in research, finance, technology related to transformation (like AI or biotechnology), or areas dealing with the hidden or taboo. Success may come after overcoming significant obstacles in deeply transformative fields.

Saturn in the 9th House: Higher education, technology, or international work may define your career. You may find success in spreading progressive ideas, possibly in academia, publishing, or humanitarian work, with a focus on future-oriented reforms.

Saturn in the 10th House: Your career is focused on innovative fields like technology, social reform, or large organizations that influence societal structures. You work towards leadership roles, contributing to systems that will benefit humanity over the long term.

Saturn in the 11th House: Your career involves large organizations, social causes, or the tech industry. You work well in teams and networks, building lasting professional connections. Your long-term vision aligns with solving global issues like inequality or environmental challenges.

Saturn in the 12th House: You may work in isolated or behind-the-scenes roles, such as research, technology development, or humanitarian work in foreign lands. Your career may focus on spirituality, healing, or hidden aspects of society, with a focus on advancing collective progress through quiet, yet impactful, contributions.

𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Pisces in the 10th house, your career is influenced by the expansive, philosophical energy of Jupiter, Pisces' traditional ruler. Pisces in the 10th house brings a fluid, creative, and intuitive approach to your professional life, guiding you toward fields that allow for compassion, creativity, and emotional expression. You may be drawn to careers in art, music, spirituality, healing, or social services. With Pisces, your career path is likely to be non-linear, seeking fulfillment through helping others and tapping into your emotional and spiritual sides. Jupiter's influence encourages growth through wisdom and knowledge, but you may need to guard against idealism or a lack of focus.

Jupiter through the Houses:

Jupiter in the 1st House: Your career is closely tied to your identity, with a focus on guiding or teaching others. You may work in fields like coaching, teaching, or spiritual guidance, where your expansive nature shines.

Jupiter in the 2nd House: Wealth management or creative fields such as art or media may define your career. You seek financial security through emotionally fulfilling work.

Jupiter in the 3rd House: Careers in communication, education, or media are highlighted. You may excel in writing, teaching, or creative expression that inspires others.

Jupiter in the 4th House: Your career could involve home, real estate, or nurturing roles, such as counseling, social work, or helping others find emotional security.

Jupiter in the 5th House: Creativity, teaching, or working with children may define your path. You are drawn to self-expression and growth, particularly through the arts or education.

Jupiter in the 6th House: Service-oriented careers, especially in health or healing, are key. You bring a compassionate touch to work in holistic medicine, counseling, or social services.

Jupiter in the 7th House: Partnerships are central to your career. You may thrive in law, diplomacy, or client-oriented professions, finding success through collaboration.

Jupiter in the 8th House: Careers in finance, psychology, or deep emotional work are appealing. You may excel in fields involving transformation, research, or healing.

Jupiter in the 9th House: Travel, education, or spiritual work may define your career. You are a natural teacher or guide, and your work might involve spreading wisdom across cultures.

Jupiter in the 10th House: Your career focuses on helping others and contributing to the greater good. Fields like teaching, philosophy, or creative arts align with your ideals and values.

Jupiter in the 11th House: Your career involves working with groups or organizations focused on social causes. You may find success in humanitarian work or fields that positively impact society.

Jupiter in the 12th House: You may work behind the scenes in healing, research, or spiritual professions, drawn to deep emotional or psychological exploration in fields like hospitals or institutions.

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Aries in the 10th house, your career is fueled by the assertive and bold energy of Mars, Aries' ruling planet. This placement makes you naturally ambitious, courageous, and eager to take action in your professional life. You’re driven to lead, often preferring positions where you can make independent decisions and move quickly. You're not one to shy away from challenges and thrive in roles that allow you to assert your authority and pursue your goals with determination. Mars gives your career a pioneering spirit, helping you excel in fast-paced environments where quick thinking is essential. However, learning to manage impulsiveness is key to achieving lasting, long-term success.

Mars through the Houses:

Mars in the 1st House: Your career is a reflection of who you are, and you tackle it with confidence and drive. Leadership roles come naturally to you, and you thrive in competitive, high-energy fields where you can take charge.

Mars in the 2nd House: You may find yourself working in finance, resource management, or building material wealth, approaching these areas with assertiveness. You're focused on achieving financial security, often through bold business ventures or entrepreneurial paths.

Mars in the 3rd House: Careers in communication, tech, or marketing may appeal to you. You bring energy and confidence to your work, excelling in roles that require quick thinking, writing, or public speaking.

Mars in the 4th House: Your career could be connected to real estate, construction, or home-related fields. You approach your work with vigor, though balancing your personal and professional life may present challenges.

Mars in the 5th House: Creative pursuits, sports, or speculative ventures may shape your career. You bring passion and a bold energy to leadership, teaching, or entertainment roles.

Mars in the 6th House: You may work in service, health, or roles that require solving problems and resolving conflicts. You excel in demanding positions, thriving on hard work and resilience.

Mars in the 7th House: Partnerships are vital to your career success, though they may be competitive or dynamic. Roles in law, negotiation, or client services suit you, where boldness and directness are assets.

Mars in the 8th House: Careers in finance, research, or transformative fields like psychology or crisis management appeal to you. You bring intensity and thrive in high-stakes environments.

Mars in the 9th House: Your career could involve travel, education, or law, with an emphasis on exploring new ideas. You're passionate about expanding horizons, for both yourself and others.

Mars in the 10th House: Leadership comes easily to you, and you're highly focused on your career. Assertiveness and independence help you rise to the top through determination and a proactive mindset.

Mars in the 11th House: Your career may revolve around social causes, working with groups, or innovative fields like technology. You're driven to create change on a broad scale, bringing energy and passion to collaborative projects.

Mars in the 12th House: You may find fulfillment in behind-the-scenes or isolated roles, such as in hospitals, prisons, or research. You're drawn to careers that require strategic thinking and inner strength, often in healing or spiritual work.

𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Taurus in the 10th house, your career is guided by Venus, the ruler of Taurus, bringing a focus on stability, beauty, and financial security. You are naturally drawn to professions that offer consistency and allow you to build something long-lasting rather than chasing short-term success. With Taurus in the 10th house, you're inclined toward careers in art, design, real estate, finance, or any field that provides material comfort and aesthetic satisfaction. Venus’ influence gives you a polished and graceful professional image, making you appear charming and diplomatic in the workplace, which helps you navigate your career with ease. Your Leo rising adds leadership qualities, and combined with Venus' refinement, you’re suited for roles of authority in creative or luxury-related fields.

Venus through the Houses:

Venus in the 1st House: Your charm and elegance strongly contribute to your professional success. You come across as a natural leader with a refined presence, excelling in careers that showcase beauty, creativity, or harmony.

Venus in the 2nd House: You may work in finance, banking, or industries focused on material wealth. You have a natural talent for accumulating resources and thrive in fields that provide financial stability.

Venus in the 3rd House: Your career could revolve around communication, writing, or media. You might work in advertising, marketing, or teaching, where your creativity and diplomacy are key strengths.

Venus in the 4th House: Real estate, interior design, or careers related to home and comfort may be your path. You have a talent for creating harmonious spaces and excel in fields that enhance living environments.

Venus in the 5th House: Creative pursuits, entertainment, or education could define your career. You are passionate about self-expression and may find success in the arts, theater, or roles involving children.

Venus in the 6th House: You may work in service, wellness, or healthcare, focusing on improving others’ quality of life. You bring a peaceful approach to the workplace, excelling in roles that involve helping others.

Venus in the 7th House: Partnerships play a crucial role in your career success. You may work in law, counseling, or client-oriented professions, where negotiation and diplomacy are essential.

Venus in the 8th House: Careers involving finance, shared resources, or transformation appeal to you. You may excel in managing other people’s money or working in fields like psychology or counseling.

Venus in the 9th House: Higher education, travel, or law could play a significant role in your career. You may succeed in areas that involve cultural exchange, teaching, or spreading knowledge with diplomacy.

Venus in the 10th House: Your career revolves around creating beauty and harmony. You are likely drawn to design, art, or luxury-related fields, focusing on stability and material success.

Venus in the 11th House: You may work with groups, social causes, or in the arts. Collaborative environments that value creativity suit you, and you enjoy social recognition for your contributions.

Venus in the 12th House: You may be drawn to careers in spirituality, healing, or behind-the-scenes work. You find fulfillment in helping others, potentially through art therapy, retreat centers, or charitable organizations.

𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Gemini in the 10th house, your career is shaped by Mercury, the ruler of both Gemini and Virgo. Gemini in the 10th house brings adaptability, communication skills, and intellectual curiosity to your professional life. You are drawn to roles that require versatility, such as writing, teaching, marketing, or any field where communication is key. With Mercury as your 10th house ruler, you excel in processing and sharing information, networking, and working in dynamic environments that challenge your mind. Your career path is likely to involve change, travel, or multitasking, as you enjoy variety and mental stimulation in your work.

Mercury through the Houses:

Mercury in the 1st House: Your career is closely tied to your personal identity, and you are seen as articulate and quick-thinking. You may thrive in roles that involve public speaking, writing, or any profession that lets you express your intellect.

Mercury in the 2nd House: Your career may focus on finance, resource management, or sales. You have a talent for handling money and may work in fields that involve communication, such as negotiations or teaching.

Mercury in the 3rd House: Media, technology, or communication are central to your career. You excel in multitasking roles like journalism, marketing, or PR, where your ability to convey information clearly is essential.

Mercury in the 4th House: Your career may involve real estate, education, or working from home. You use your intellect to create a secure and stable professional environment.

Mercury in the 5th House: Creative fields like writing, teaching, or entertainment could define your career. You are skilled at expressing ideas, especially in roles involving children, content creation, or education.

Mercury in the 6th House: Your career may involve health, service, or administrative work. You bring a practical and organized approach to your job, excelling in professions that require detailed communication and problem-solving.

Mercury in the 7th House: Partnerships are crucial to your career, and you may work in law, consulting, or client-based roles where negotiation and communication are key.

Mercury in the 8th House: Your career may involve finance, research, or uncovering hidden truths. You’re drawn to roles in psychology, investigative journalism, or finance, where deep analysis is required.

Mercury in the 9th House: Higher education, travel, or teaching may define your career. You enjoy sharing knowledge, and you may work in academia, publishing, or international fields.

Mercury in the 10th House: Communication is key to your career success. You likely work in fields like media, business, or teaching, using your intellectual abilities to influence and inform others.

Mercury in the 11th House: Your career involves working with groups, social causes, or technology. You thrive in collaborative environments and may work in innovation, community outreach, or tech-driven fields.

Mercury in the 12th House: You may work behind the scenes in research, healing, or spiritual fields. You are drawn to introspective roles that require deep understanding and investigation.

𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Cancer in the 10th house, your career is guided by the nurturing and emotional energy of the Moon, Cancer’s ruler. Cancer in the 10th house makes you empathetic and focused on providing emotional support and security in your professional life. You're drawn to roles where caring for others or creating a supportive environment is key. Fields like healthcare, hospitality, education, social work, or real estate may appeal to you. The Moon’s influence adds sensitivity and adaptability to your career path, meaning your professional choices may fluctuate depending on your emotional state or personal life needs. In your career, you are often known for your ability to connect with others on a deep emotional level, offering compassion and understanding in your work.

Moon through the Houses:

Moon in the 1st House: Your career plays a major role in your identity, and you’re seen as nurturing and empathetic. You gravitate toward leadership roles in fields like healthcare, counseling, or education, where caring for others is essential.

Moon in the 2nd House: Your career may involve managing resources that provide emotional security, such as finances, food, or hospitality. You’re likely drawn to roles that offer comfort and care, like banking or hotel management.

Moon in the 3rd House: Communication and community are central to your career. Writing, teaching, or media work are likely, allowing you to express emotional insight and connect with others through your words.

Moon in the 4th House: Careers related to homes, families, or real estate are likely. You might work in home design or real estate, focusing on creating emotional security and comfort for others.

Moon in the 5th House: Teaching, creative fields, or working with children could define your career. You enjoy nurturing others’ growth and could find success in art, education, or children’s services.

Moon in the 6th House: Service-oriented careers, especially in health or caregiving, appeal to you. You thrive in roles where you can help others, such as nursing, social work, or holistic health, bringing emotional insight to problem-solving.

Moon in the 7th House: Partnerships are key to your career success. You may work in counseling, consulting, or any field requiring strong one-on-one relationships, where your emotional sensitivity builds supportive connections.

Moon in the 8th House: Your career might involve finance, psychology, or transformative work. You’re drawn to deep emotional work like therapy or crisis management, helping others through transitions or managing shared resources.

Moon in the 9th House: Higher education, travel, or spiritual work could define your career. Teaching, publishing, or work involving exploration and emotional growth may provide fulfillment.

Moon in the 10th House: You're known for your caring, compassionate nature in your career, excelling in roles such as healthcare, education, or social services. Emotional intelligence and connection are key to your professional success.

Moon in the 11th House: Your career may involve working with groups, social causes, or community organizations. Collaborative environments where you can support others emotionally and contribute to social well-being suit you well.

Moon in the 12th House: You may be drawn to careers in healing, spirituality, or working in isolated environments like hospitals. Your emotional depth helps you assist others through challenging situations, often behind the scenes.

𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Leo in the 10th house, your career path is guided by the bold and radiant energy of the Sun, which rules Leo. Having Leo in the 10th house makes you ambitious, confident, and determined to gain recognition and authority in your profession. You naturally seek to stand out and gravitate towards leadership roles where you can shine and motivate those around you. With the Sun governing your 10th house, you're driven to create a reputation rooted in personal integrity, creativity, and influence. You’ll likely be drawn to careers in management, politics, entertainment, or any field that allows you to showcase your individuality and gain public attention. Your success lies in embracing your strength, leadership qualities, and desire to make a lasting impact in your field.

Sun through the Houses:

Sun in the 1st House: Your career is deeply tied to your identity, and you naturally take on leadership roles. You project confidence and authority, making you a natural in professions where your personal presence leaves a strong impression.

Sun in the 2nd House: You might pursue careers in finance, luxury goods, or fields that involve wealth and status. Building financial security is important to you, and you take pride in positions that enhance your public image and bring material success.

Sun in the 3rd House: Communication, media, or education plays a key role in your career. You excel in positions where you can share ideas, inspire others, and creatively express yourself through writing, teaching, or public speaking.

Sun in the 4th House: Your career could be related to real estate, family businesses, or work that focuses on the home and community. You take pride in building a solid foundation and may find success in areas tied to property or caregiving.

Sun in the 5th House: Creative fields, entertainment, or leadership in educational initiatives might shape your career. You thrive in roles where you can express your creativity and assume leadership, and you may be drawn to work involving children or artistic ventures.

Sun in the 6th House: Your career may revolve around service, health, or administrative duties. You’re skilled at managing teams and improving work environments, and you take pride in contributing to the well-being of others.

Sun in the 7th House: Partnerships are key to your career success. You might work in law, counseling, or client-based services, excelling in roles that require collaboration and negotiation, where your leadership skills and ability to inspire shine.

Sun in the 8th House: Your career may involve finance, psychology, or fields related to transformation and shared resources. You’re drawn to deep, transformative work, helping others through significant transitions or exploring hidden aspects of life.

Sun in the 9th House: Higher education, travel, or philosophical pursuits may define your career. You’re driven to share knowledge and inspire others through teaching, publishing, or roles that broaden perspectives and encourage personal growth.

Sun in the 10th House: Your career and reputation are central to your focus, and you’re naturally inclined toward leadership. Recognition and success come easily to you as you rise to the top of your field through your confidence, determination, and ability to motivate others.

Sun in the 11th House: Your career could involve working with large organizations, social networks, or groups working toward shared goals. You excel in collaborative environments, leading teams toward a common vision for the future.

Sun in the 12th House: You may be drawn to careers involving spirituality, healing, or behind-the-scenes work. Your success comes through helping others in quiet, meaningful ways, often through introspective or spiritual practices.

𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Virgo in the 10th house, your career is shaped by the practical and analytical nature of Mercury, Virgo's ruler. Virgo in the 10th house makes you detail-focused, precise, and committed to excellence in your professional life. You are naturally drawn to careers that emphasize organization, problem-solving, and intellectual engagement, which could include fields like healthcare, research, education, writing, or administration. With Mercury guiding your 10th house, you bring a methodical and logical mindset to your work, excelling in roles that require clear communication, sharp analysis, and the ability to juggle multiple tasks. Adaptable and always striving for improvement, you're consistently seeking to refine your skills and streamline processes in your career.

Mercury through the Houses:

Mercury in the 1st House: Your career is tied to your personal identity, and you're known for your intellectual and communicative abilities. You thrive in roles requiring quick thinking, adaptability, and effective communication.

Mercury in the 2nd House: Your career may involve finance, resource management, or business. Your talent for managing money and your analytical mindset help you excel in creating financial security and stability.

Mercury in the 3rd House: Careers in communication, teaching, or media are likely. You're drawn to roles involving sharing information, public speaking, or intellectual exchange, where you can express your ideas and knowledge.

Mercury in the 4th House: Your career could involve real estate, property management, or home-based work. You approach family business or nurturing environments with organization and analysis.

Mercury in the 5th House: You combine creativity and intellect in your career, possibly through teaching, entertainment, or creative writing. You succeed in roles that allow you to express yourself while using your mind.

Mercury in the 6th House: Your career may focus on healthcare, service, or administrative roles. You're diligent, organized, and excel in jobs that require problem-solving and communication in practical environments.

Mercury in the 7th House: Partnerships play a key role in your career, and you may work in law, consulting, or client relations. Your communication skills help you succeed in negotiation and collaboration.

Mercury in the 8th House: You may pursue careers in finance, research, or fields dealing with transformation and complex information. Your analytical nature suits roles involving shared resources, psychology, or deep investigations.

Mercury in the 9th House: Higher education, travel, or publishing could define your career. You're intellectually curious and thrive in roles that allow you to explore and share knowledge, particularly through teaching or writing.

Mercury in the 10th House: Communication and intellectual pursuits are central to your career. You may work in teaching, writing, research, or business, where managing and conveying information is crucial to your success.

Mercury in the 11th House: Your career might involve working with groups, networks, or technology. You excel in collaborative settings, creating innovative ideas and solutions that benefit a collective or community.

Mercury in the 12th House: You may be drawn to careers behind the scenes or in areas like research, spirituality, or healing. You excel in introspective roles requiring a deep understanding of the unseen or spiritual aspects of life.

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Libra in the 10th house, your career is shaped by the harmonious and balanced energy of Venus, Libra's ruler. Libra in the 10th house draws you toward professions that emphasize diplomacy, aesthetics, partnerships, or justice. You value balance and harmony in your professional life and are likely to excel in roles requiring negotiation, creativity, or building strong relationships. With Venus ruling your 10th house, careers in law, design, the arts, diplomacy, or public relations may be especially appealing. You are known for your refined approach to your career, always striving to create beauty and fairness in your work. Success comes when you balance professional ambitions with a desire for collaboration and maintaining harmony in your work environment.

Venus through the Houses:

Venus in the 1st House: Personal charm and diplomacy are central to your career success. You are a natural leader, excelling in roles involving public speaking, leadership, or design, where you harmonize diverse perspectives.

Venus in the 2nd House: Your career may focus on finance, luxury goods, or industries connected to beauty and comfort. You are adept at building wealth and creating value, particularly in areas associated with material success.

Venus in the 3rd House: Communication, media, or writing plays a key role in your career. You bring creativity and diplomacy to your work, excelling in advertising, marketing, or teaching, where your charm and intellect are highly valued.

Venus in the 4th House: Your career could involve real estate, interior design, or family-related fields. You are skilled at creating harmonious environments and may find success in roles related to property or nurturing spaces.

Venus in the 5th House: Creative fields, entertainment, or speculative ventures may shape your career. You thrive in artistic roles and enjoy professions involving the arts, teaching, or anything that allows self-expression.

Venus in the 6th House: Your career may focus on service, wellness, or healthcare, where you bring balance and harmony to your work environment. You excel in roles that value teamwork and cooperation.

Venus in the 7th House: Partnerships are key to your career success. You are drawn to law, consulting, or client-focused roles, where your diplomacy and ability to build strong relationships are critical.

Venus in the 8th House: Your career may involve finance, psychology, or transformative fields. You are skilled at managing shared resources and thrive in careers related to finance, counseling, or crisis management with a calm, balanced approach.

Venus in the 9th House: Higher education, law, travel, or philosophy could define your career. You seek roles involving the spread of knowledge or the pursuit of fairness, finding fulfillment in teaching, publishing, or diplomacy.

Venus in the 10th House: Aesthetics, balance, and diplomacy shape your career. You may work in creative fields, law, or public relations, where maintaining harmony and bringing beauty to your professional life leads to success.

Venus in the 11th House: Your career may involve working with groups, social causes, or organizations aimed at improving fairness or beauty in society. You excel in collaborative settings and may find success in networking or social movements.

Venus in the 12th House: You may be drawn to careers in spirituality, healing, or behind-the-scenes roles. You find fulfillment in helping others, working in art therapy, charitable organizations, or introspective and compassionate roles.

𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Scorpio in the 10th house, your career is shaped by the intense and transformative energy of Mars, Scorpio's ruler. Scorpio in the 10th house makes you fiercely ambitious, driven, and deeply focused on achieving success. You’re drawn to professions that involve transformation, research, and control, excelling in areas like psychology, finance, investigation, or any field requiring depth and resilience. With Mars ruling your 10th house, you bring passion, determination, and a strategic mindset to your professional life. You often thrive in high-pressure environments, where your focus and resilience allow you to rise from challenges with renewed strength and a clear sense of purpose. Your career path may involve moments of profound growth and transformation, but you’re equipped to handle the intensity with grace and power.

Mars through the Houses:

Mars in the 1st House: You are highly ambitious and driven, often assuming leadership roles. Assertiveness and a strong personal presence define your career, and you are likely to forge your own path toward success.

Mars in the 2nd House: Your career may center on finance, resource management, or industries where material stability is key. You approach money with intensity, determined to build wealth through strategic action and perseverance.

Mars in the 3rd House: Communication, technology, or investigative work may be pivotal in your career. You are excellent at uncovering information and thrive in fast-paced fields requiring quick thinking and decisive action, such as journalism or research.

Mars in the 4th House: Your career could involve real estate, property management, or creating stability through transformation in home settings. You bring determination and strategy to fields related to domestic security or family businesses.

Mars in the 5th House: Creative fields, leadership in education, or speculative ventures may define your career. You are bold in pursuing self-expression and may take calculated risks to achieve success in artistic or entrepreneurial ventures.

Mars in the 6th House: Healthcare, service, or conflict resolution may define your career. You are driven to solve problems, excelling in demanding environments where your resilience and strategic thinking allow you to overcome challenges.

Mars in the 7th House: Partnerships and collaboration play a critical role in your career, though these relationships may be intense or competitive. You may work in law, consulting, or negotiation, excelling in high-stakes decision-making.

Mars in the 8th House: Finance, research, or transformative fields may be central to your career. You are drawn to managing resources, uncovering hidden truths, or helping others through crises, thriving in roles such as psychology or forensic science.

Mars in the 9th House: Higher education, law, or travel may shape your career. You’re driven to explore and push boundaries, finding success in fields like philosophy, international relations, or academic research.

Mars in the 10th House: Highly career-focused, you are likely to rise to leadership positions through determination and intensity. You thrive in competitive fields, excelling in areas like strategy, crisis management, or transformation.

Mars in the 11th House: Your career may involve working with large organizations, technology, or social reform. You’re driven to create wide-scale change and may find success in collaborative projects focused on innovation or social movements.

Mars in the 12th House: Careers in spirituality, healing, or working behind the scenes in research or psychology may attract you. Your success may come from helping others through crises in environments requiring emotional depth and discretion.

𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

With Sagittarius in the 10th house, your career is shaped by the expansive and philosophical energy of Jupiter, the ruler of Sagittarius. Sagittarius in the 10th house makes you idealistic, purpose-driven, and eager to explore new horizons in your professional life. You are drawn to careers involving teaching, travel, spirituality, law, or higher education—anything that allows you to share knowledge and wisdom. With Jupiter as your 10th house ruler, you possess optimism and a broad vision for your career, often aiming for roles where you can make a meaningful impact. Your professional path is typically marked by growth through learning and sharing wisdom, and you are known for inspiring and leading with moral or philosophical direction.

Jupiter through the Houses:

Jupiter in the 1st House: Your career is closely connected to your identity. You are seen as a wise, expansive figure and likely to pursue leadership roles in teaching, spirituality, or counseling, guiding and inspiring others.

Jupiter in the 2nd House: Your career may involve finance, education, or managing resources tied to knowledge. You excel in fields like law or publishing, where moral values and a sense of justice are key to success.

Jupiter in the 3rd House: Communication, education, or media could be central to your career. You thrive in teaching, writing, or public speaking, using your intellectual curiosity and broad-minded approach to inspire others.

Jupiter in the 4th House: Your career may involve real estate, home-related industries, or family businesses. You aim to create emotional security through your work, perhaps in roles that nurture or support stability for others.

Jupiter in the 5th House: Creative fields, teaching, or working with children may define your career. You are passionate about self-expression and education, excelling in roles that allow you to inspire younger generations or pursue speculative ventures.

Jupiter in the 6th House: Your career may focus on service, healthcare, or wellness. You bring optimism and a broad outlook to work environments centered on helping others, finding success in professions that promote well-being.

Jupiter in the 7th House: Partnerships are crucial to your career success. You may work in law, consulting, or client-focused fields, where your sense of justice and wisdom enhances your effectiveness in negotiation or counseling.

Jupiter in the 8th House: Your career could involve finance, psychology, or transformative industries. You are drawn to work requiring deep emotional or intellectual insight, such as managing shared resources or guiding others through life transitions.

Jupiter in the 9th House: Higher education, travel, or philosophy may shape your career. You are driven to share knowledge on a global scale and may succeed in teaching, publishing, or law, spreading your ideals and vision widely.

Jupiter in the 10th House: Your career revolves around teaching, leading, or sharing wisdom. Fields such as education, law, or religion suit you well, where your ability to inspire and promote justice leads to career success.

Jupiter in the 11th House: Your career may involve working with groups, large organizations, or social causes. You are driven by the desire to improve the world, finding success in humanitarian work, community efforts, or technology-driven innovations.

Jupiter in the 12th House: You may be drawn to careers in spirituality, healing, or working in secluded environments like hospitals or retreat centers. Your path involves helping others with wisdom and compassion, often in quiet, behind-the-scenes roles.

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