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dailynnt · 13 days ago

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TRUTH OR DARE: KISS A FRIEND

✘ Summary: During the game of Truth or Dare, Jungkook kisses you so hard that you can't think of anyone else but him. But it doesn't seem to mean anything to him. To forget about him, you start talking to someone else, but Jungkook won't let anyone take his place.

✘ Couple: Jeon Jungkook/ The Reader, Jungkook/Y/N

✘ Age restrictions: 18+

✘ Size: one shot

✘ Tags: friends to lovers, possessive!jungkook, truth or dare, jealousy, heated moments, intense attraction, slowburn but not really, confused feelings, denial but not for long, unspoken desires, spicy tension, one kiss changes everything, unprotected sex.

✘ From author: Hello, guys, everyone. I've written something new for you here 🥹 But I'll start writing "Captive to His Attention" soon. Imagine, I had three short stories in my head at the same time and I had to choose one of them and of course I couldn't help but write about my favourite friends to lover. Let's just admit that this will be my signature theme! 🤭😂 I hope you like it because I really enjoyed writing it 🔥🥰

✘ Dedication: I can't choose one person. That seems like a crime if I did it. I dedicate this work and every next one to my most beloved army in the world: @kelsyx33, @curse-of-art, @mskookie, @kooko007, @myjungkookthighs, @medstudentlifestyle, @someoneelse0109, @minimoninini, @byeolluvher 💜 I love you girls so much 🥹 Thank you for your endless support and love, so this is my humble gift to you to make you feel good ❤️‍🔥💜

✘ Warning: English is not my native language, so please be lenient with mistakes in the text 🥹

"One minute?" you laughed, your voice breaking into a slight hysteria.

"Just one minute. It's just a prank," Taehyung said.

"Are you nervous?" You heard your friend's voice from the side. You turned to her and met her sly eyes.

"I’m? Nervous? No, why would I be?" You rolled your eyes and took another sip of your cocktail. The ice in the glass clinked against the walls as you set it down on the table. The alcohol made you a little dizzy, but not enough to not realize what you had just gotten yourself into.

Everyone at the table was cheering you and Jungkook on. It was just a game. It's just a stupid game of truth or dare. You kept choosing truth because it wasn't hard and you had nothing to hide, and doing the dare was boring or just lazy.

But Taehyung got tired of you always choosing "truth", so he insisted on choosing "dare". And you got it! ‘Kiss a friend during a minute’. You could have chosen anyone. But when you heard what you had to do, for some reason your eyes reflexively looked at Jungkook, who was already looking at you. It could be attributed to the fact that you have been friends for a long time, because in any difficult situation, you sought support from him first. You and Jungkook have been best friends for... how long? Five years?

This did not go unnoticed by your another friends, and so they insisted that you kiss Jungkook. You both refused, and you said you wouldn't do it, not with Jungkook, not with anyone from the company.

"No, that's not the way it works," Jimin interjected, "Either you kiss Jungkook or you drink 0.5 litres soju in one gulp."

You're left with no choice. It's better to kiss Jungkook than to suffer from a terrible drunkenness and then an even worse hangover in the morning.

"You two are just stalling," your friend, Su Ah, teased, setting down her empty glass. "You’ve been together for so many years that it’s obvious to everyone that you’re either finally kissing or planning a wedding."

You snorted. Jungkook laughed.

"Su Ah, your logic is impeccable," Jungkook replied sarcastically, twirling his half-empty whiskey glass in his fingers. "But unfortunately, Y/N and I haven’t discussed a wedding date yet."

"Not yet?" your friend asked with a sly smile.

"Jungkook, come on!" you snapped at him, trying not to show your embarrassment.

He just huffed, and your friends started talking again, urging you on. It felt like you were standing on the edge of a cliff, and someone was about to push you down. But... you couldn't just run away, could you?

You looked at Jungkook again. The eyes you knew so well looked at you with a slight challenge. He wasn't going to dodge, he wasn't going to joke. He was just waiting.

"God," you muttered, picked up your glass and took the last sip, as if it could give you courage.

"Well?" Jimin tapped his fingers on the table, holding you with a long look.

"Okay," you sighed, feeling your heart start to beat faster.

You turned to Jungkook, and he smiled slightly. You had joked about this kind of thing hundreds of times. Teased each other, played with flirting that never turned into anything serious. But now... now it all seemed too real.

You walked over to him because you were sitting across from him, and he walked over to you as well. Everyone was watching with interest.

"Close your eyes right away so it won't be so embarrassing," you muttered, trying to smooth things over.

"Yeah, and you're going to kiss me on the forehead? You know that won't work," he chuckled.

"I'll punch you in the forehead right now!" You lifted your chin as if you were really offended, although you realized that your authority could not be saved.

"Don't even think about it," Jungkook leaned closer.

The friends froze, waiting. The room became quiet, too quiet for such a noisy company.

And then you stepped forward and finally touched his lips.

Warmth.

Softness.

A strange heat somewhere in your chest.

You kissed him quickly, almost afraid to stay longer, but before you could pull away, he put his hand on your back, holding you closer.

There were muffled whispers around, someone giggled, someone whistled encouragingly. But it all disappeared the moment he entered his tongue in your mouth. And you let your tongues dance together. You felt the throbbing between your thighs as Jungkook deepened the kiss.

You heard someone counting seconds.

Twenty.

Thirty.

Forty.

His fingers tightened around your waist, and you suddenly realized that you didn't want to pull back. You never thought your best friend was such a great kisser. God, you could have admitted that no one had ever kissed you that well.

Fifty.

When Jungkook tilts his head a little, changing the angle, you're hit with a wave of something hot, dangerous. His tongue touches yours, making you almost moan.

"Hey, are you guys ever going to stop?" Taehyung teased.

Jungkook slowly pulled away, leaving a warm aftertaste on your lips as you both heard the sound of the timer beeping. You stared at each other in silence.

Su Ah slammed her hands on the table.

"Well, congratulations, now either date or continue to pretend that you're just friends."

Jungkook just huffed, looking away from you.

"We're just friends, and it was just a game." You gave him a small smile and went back to the table. You continued playing and drinking at the bar.

Jungkook's words upset you, but you didn't show it. You gave him a fast glance. He was talking to Jimin and acted as if you hadn't just kissed.

For a moment, you remember the sensation of his lips and tongue, and it's like being shoved into an oven. It immediately becomes hot. Friends don't kiss like that! But maybe it's just normal for Jungkook to kiss so passionately and it doesn't matter if you're a friend or his girlfriend.

You grabbed your glass and took a big gulp, as if trying to drown out all the thoughts that were spinning in your head. The alcohol burned your throat, but it didn't help. Your heart was still beating faster than usual, and your lips felt too sensitive after Jungkook's kiss.

You tried to join in with your friends' conversation, laughing at the jokes, but your thoughts kept coming back to the kiss. You could feel Jungkook's eyes on you, even though you never caught him in the act. He acted as if nothing had happened, and that pissed you off the most.

When you got up to go to the bar for a new cocktail, Jungkook did the same. You were at the bar almost simultaneously, and while the bartender took the order, silence hung between you.

"I didn't realize you were such a good kisser," he suddenly said, leaning in slightly. His voice was low and playful, but there was something more sparkling in his eyes.

You turned to him, frowning.

"What does this mean?"

Jungkook smiled, propping his chin up with his hand.

"I was just wondering, you were so nervous at the beginning, and then..." he paused, slowly measuring you with his eyes, which made your skin tingle. "And then you answered with such fervor."

You almost choked on the air.

"What about you?" you challenged back, though your voice barely trembled. "Is it common for you to kiss like that? Or did you just decide to practice with me?"

Jungkook smiled.

"I wanted to know if you knew how to use your tongue. We've been friends for so long, but I don't know anything about your sex life." He explained. You felt your face start to burn.

"You used this situation to just test me?" you pressed your lips together, staring at him with a challenge.

Jungkook hummed, not taking his eyes off you.

"Maybe." He tilted his head slightly, his voice quiet, but every word hit the mark.

You barely stopped yourself from throwing your cocktail in his face.

"You... you're just unbearable!" you hissed, feeling anger begin to boil inside, mixed with something much more dangerous.

Jungkook just smiled as he took his drink.

"But Y/N this was just a game." Jungkook said casually, but you could feel the tension in his tone. He turned around and walked away. You stood there, completely confused and disappointed.

The next morning you woke up with a terrible hangover. Your head hurt so badly that every sound hurt. You were terribly nauseous and dreamed of water.

You barely crawled out of bed and went to the kitchen. You poured yourself a whole glass of water and drank it in one shot. Anyone who hasn't drunk alcohol doesn't know the value of water! You drank another in the glass of water and went back to the bedroom. You lay down feeling a pounding in your head.

You picked up your phone and checked your texts. There were a lot of messages in the group chat. Everyone was discussing your kiss with Jungkook last night.

You frowned as you waded through the dozens of messages in the group chat.

📲 Su Ah: "Well, newlyweds, how did you sleep after such a passionate kiss?😏"

📲 Jimin: "I'm still waiting for the wedding invitation. Or at least an official announcement that you are no longer "just friends 🤭"

📲 Taehyung: "Jungkook, honestly, you looked like you were never to let her go. Were you sure you were in control?"

📲 Su Ah: "And you, Y/N, were keeping up too. A game? Pfft, is this what a game looks like?"

You felt your face flush.

"God..." you groaned, burying your face in the pillow.

It was wildly embarrassing that everyone was talking about it, as if you and Jungkook had actually done something forbidden. But then you noticed Jungkook's response.

📲 Jungkook: "Shut up."

And that was it.

No jokes back. No emoticons. No attempt to brush it off or pretend it wasn't serious.

Something about it made you stare at his message longer than you should have.

Did you even think that those six letters sounded... irritated? Or maybe he was really unhappy that everyone was talking about it?

You bit your lip thoughtfully.

Jungkook was usually the butt of many jokes, and if he thought this was just another prank, he would have responded in the same tone. But he just wrote it down. Briefly. Coldly.

You opened a private chat with him and quickly typed:

📲 You: "Are you alive there?"

No response.

Five minutes have passed. Ten. Twenty.

📲 You: "Kook?"

He's deaf.

📲 You: "Jungkook?"

📲 You: "Are you okay?"

📲 You: "Kook, are you seriously ignoring me?"

He didn't even read the message.

You felt your chest tighten with anxiety. He didn't usually act like this. Even when he was angry or offended, he might joke or brush you off, but not ignore you.

Sighing, you threw back the covers and went to the shower. You washed quickly. You used dry shampoo to avoid washing your hair. You put on light makeup and tied your hair up in a high bun. You quickly pulled on a hoodie and sneakers and left the apartment.

"If he's really sitting there pissed off about something stupid, I'm going to kill him," you muttered as you zipped up your bomber.

It took no more than fifteen minutes to get to his house. You knocked on the door. There was no response.

"Jungkook?"

Silence again. You pressed the bell, waited a few seconds, knocked louder.

"Kook, I'm serious! Open up!"

Again, nothing.

Panicking, you pressed your hand against the door. What if something happened to him? Or is he really so offended that he doesn't even want to see you?

"JUNGKOOK!" you almost screamed, slamming your fist into the door.

And then it finally opened sharply.

There stood a sleepy Jungkook, disheveled, wearing only sweatpants, with a naked torso and squinting eyes.

"What are you yelling about?" he muttered in a hoarse, sleepy voice, rubbing his face.

You froze for a moment. He looked so... relaxed, defenseless, not at all like the self-confident Jungkook who had teased you yesterday.

But then you remembered why you were here in the first place.

"You... You're serious? I texted you a bunch, called you, knocked on your door, thinking you were offended or something, and you're asleep?"

He blinked, still clearly not fully awake.

"Well... yeah."

"Jungkook, it's two in the afternoon!"

He yawned and stretched, showing off his well-defined abs.

"I went to bed at seven in the morning."

You opened your mouth, then closed it. Then you opened it again.

"What did you do until seven in the morning? We got home at 2 a.m.!"

"I played."

"You played?!"

"Yes, in ‘Overwatch’, there was an important team outing. I couldn't miss it."

"God..." You rolled your eyes. You rubbed your temples, feeling your head start to hurt again.

He yawned, ran his hand through his hair, and seemed to realize that you were standing in front of him in the hallway.

"Wait, what are you doing here?"

You sighed nervously, looking away.

"Well... I thought you were offended by our friends' jokes... on... well, yesterday..."

Jungkook snorted and shook his head.

"I don't care about their jokes." He answered casually. You felt something unpleasant squeeze your chest.

"Oh... Okay. Then I'll go." You turned around, but he suddenly reached out and grabbed your sleeve lightly.

"Don't be so dramatic." He yawned again. "Come in for now, I'm going to take a quick shower. Then we'll go downstairs to the restaurant and have some hangover soup. It will definitely bring you back to your senses. You obviously haven't eaten yet, because you look just as dead as I do."

You came in and slammed the door behind you. You wanted to argue, but he had already turned around and gone to the bathroom.

You walked into a small hanchib, a traditional Korean restaurant located in a cozy alley near Jungkook's house. The place smelled like broth, roasted sesame seeds, and fresh vegetables. You sat down at a low wooden table by the window.

Jungkook quickly placed your order without even asking you what you wanted - he already knew. Soon, the waiter brought hyeangguk, a traditional hangover soup that was supposed to help you recover from last night. Along with it, kimchi, scrambled eggs with rice, pickled vegetables, and warm ginger tea were placed on the table.

Your stomach was uncomfortably tight, and the tension between you was almost physical. You were sitting across from each other, and although Jungkook looked completely relaxed-slightly disheveled from his shower, wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants-you could sense that something was... off.

When the food came, he started eating, and you just mechanically stirred the soup with a spoon, licking your lips as if you were going to say something. Then you couldn't stand it any longer.

"It's strange, isn't it?" you began from a distance, not looking up. "We've been friends for years, and then one kiss and everyone decided that there was something between us."

Jungkook didn't even look up, just smiled and put his spoon to his lips.

"Why are you think, that everyone thought like that?"

You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to continue:

"It's just... they keep saying it. You've seen their chat room jokes..."

Jungkook put down his spoon, sighed, and finally looked up at you. His eyes were calm, even a little indifferent.

"Why are you worried? They always have stupid jokes about us. And this kiss is just a game."

You felt something inside you clench.

"Just a game," you repeated, looking down at your plate.

Why did those words hurt so much?

"All is right," Jungkook picked up his spoon again and continued eating as if nothing had happened. "We're still friends, and we'll continue to be friends."

He said it so lightly, so carefree, as if your kiss really meant nothing to him. As if you only imagined the warmth, the frantic rhythm of your heart that you felt when his lips touched yours.

You fool! You were the only one who thought it was special. Of course it means nothing to him.

You felt something shrink inside you. These were words you probably needed to hear. But for some reason, they were not what you wanted. You suddenly felt dizzy. Your appetite disappeared completely.

"I see," you whispered, putting down your spoon, "Kook, I'm going to go. I have to go to my sister's house.

You stood up and took out your wallet to pay for the food you hadn't even touched. Jungkook raised his eyebrows, leaning forward slightly.

"Why are you taking out money...? You haven't eaten? he pointed out.

"I'm still sick from the alcohol," you said, half-truthfully.

You took out the money and put it on the table. There was no point in staying here, no point in discussing anything.

Jungkook said something else, but you didn't listen, you just turned around and walked out, feeling a strange warmth spreading in your chest. Was it anger? Or perhaps something much worse.

Two weeks have passed.

You tried to live as if nothing had happened. You worked, went out with friends, even started going to parties more often. You also avoided Jungkook. Very carefully. After you kissed him, you couldn't stop thinking about him. But you had to. Because he didn't care and that kiss meant nothing to him.

He could see that. And even though he was acting as casual as usual, you noticed that his eyes were staying on you longer, that he seemed to want to say something, but didn't.

And then there was that weekend when you all got together again at the club.

You carefully avoided Jungkook, talked to everyone, and gave him only a limited amount of attention. And when you realized that his eyes were following you, you were annoyed. You decided you had to meet someone tonight to shift your focus to someone else.

You met a guy while dancing. His name was Minho. He was cute, funny, and a little bit cocky - just what you needed right now.

You laughed at his jokes, touched his arm, looked him in the eye as if he were the most interesting person in the club. And then you invited him to your table.

Everyone warmly welcomed him. A few of his friends joined your company and you had a great time. Jungkook was the only one who was unhappy with the company that night. He watched all of this without changing his expression. He was angry, but he carefully hid it behind a completely indifferent expression. But Jimin noticed.

"Don't be so angry," he said as they stood outside for a smoke break.

"I'm not angry," Jungkook said, taking a deep breath. Jimin hummed.

"Yeah, and that look you're giving Minho is just friendly interest, right?"

Jungkook didn't answer.

But every day you were getting more and more distant. You stopped writing to him first. And when he did write to you, your answers were short.

📲 Jungkook: "What are you doing?"

📲 You: "Walking with Minho."

📲 Jungkook: "Do you want to go to a café?"

📲 You: "I can't, I'm with Minho, we're eating samgyopsal."

He was angry that you were always with that "new friend" now. He was annoyed that this Minho touched you, made you laugh. What if you start dating? What if he told you that you and Jungkook shouldn't talk to each other?

But when he texted you the next day, you just ignored his message.

You didn't reply for a whole day.

And then in the evening, he saw in your stories that you were going on a trip with Minho. For a few days.

Jungkook's mind was blown. He came to see you. You were surprised to see him at the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"Are you going on a trip? With him?"

You rolled your eyes.

"Yes, I am. What's the big deal?" you asked, irritated.

"Are you serious? What's the big deal?" he walked into the apartment without waiting for an invitation.

"Jungkook, I don't understand what your problem is... This is my personal business," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

"What's wrong with you, Y/N? You ignore me, you don't answer my texts, and then I see you going to the middle of nowhere with some Minho"

"Some Minho?" you flashed your eyes angrily. "Do you really care? You pushed me away first!"

"What?"

"After that kiss..." you gasped in anger, "I couldn't sleep properly, I couldn't see you properly, I was torn! And you... You just didn't care! And now you come here and protest about Minho?"

"You're not going with him!" Jungkook said firmly. You stared at him.

"What?! Are you out of your mind?! What gives you the right to make decisions for me? You're just my friend, and you've been fine with that until now!" Jungkook was silent. He just looked at you.

"I won't let you go with him." You clenched your fists angrily, feeling everything boiling inside.

"This is too much, Jungkook!" You took a step toward him, your eyes flashing lightning. "This is definitely not your concern! You are not my brother or boyfri…" You stopped talking, realizing that you didn't know what he was to you.

"Just get out!" you pushed him in the chest.

But he didn't leave. He abruptly grabbed your hand and pulled you toward him.

"Jungkook, I said..."

His lips covered yours.

This kiss was not like the one in the club. That wasn’t a game. This was an explosion.

He kissed you greedily, as if he was afraid you would disappear. His arms were tight around your waist, and his heart was pounding so hard you could feel it. You should have pushed him away. But instead, you responded. Your hand clutched his T-shirt, and then your arms reached for his neck and you wrapped them around it.

Jungkook exhaled hotly against your lips before biting into them again, this time even more insistently. It was as if he was testing how far he could go. His fingers squeezed your hips, forcing you to cling to him even harder.

"Jungkook..." you tried to protest, but his tongue penetrated your mouth, and all words dissolved in a hot kiss.

He took a step forward, forcing you to back away until your back was against the wall.

"Tell me to stop," his voice was husky, his breath hot on your skin.

You swallowed. But you didn't say anything.

Jungkook looked at your face, his lips barely touching yours again, but this time the kiss was slow, almost gentle.

His hands, which had just been greedy, were now gentle. He ran his fingers down your cheek, along your jawline, then to your neck.

"Answer me," he leaned closer, his lips sliding down to your ear and then down to the sensitive spot on your neck.

You barely held back a moan as he left a hot, wet trail there.

"Jungkook..." your hands tightened around his shoulders.

"Is that a ‘yes’?" he smiled, his voice dark and husky.

You didn't answer again, but pulled him even closer to you.

His laughter vibrated against your skin before he captured your lips again in a deep, hungry kiss.

Jungkook moaned out loud as your fingers slid over his bare skin beneath his T-shirt. His muscles tensed, and his lips became even more insistent, opening you deeper, more greedily.

He dug his hands into your hips and lifted you up sharply, forcing you to wrap your legs around him. Your back hit the door, but you hardly felt it because his lips were already leaving hot marks on your neck.

"Do you still want me to leave?" his voice merged with your heavy breathing.

You ran your fingers through his dark hair, pulling him closer.

"Shut up."

Jungkook smiled and abruptly picked you up, carrying you to the bedroom.

He threw you onto the bed and hovered over you, holding your wrist above your head. His eyes were dark, almost black, and something dangerous was burning in them.

"You drove me crazy, you know?" he whispered, letting his lips slide down over your collarbone and then down even further. His hands finally got rid of your T-shirt, causing the air to burn your bare skin. Following the T-shirt, he removed your bra in one motion. Your naked breasts made him even more excited. They are perfect. The size is exactly what he likes, they fit perfectly in his palm. Your nipples are excited and he want to taste them.

You felt him smile as his lips left a wet trail on one of your buds. Jungkook lingered on your breast with his lips, tracing the sensitive nipple with his tongue, and then caught it with his lips, gently but challengingly. He knew what he was doing, and he enjoyed your reactions-you shivered, clutched his hair, dug your nails into his skin.

"So sensitive," he murmured, biting one of your breasts reassuringly, while massaging the other with his other hand, "If you could only see how much you turn me on right now..."

"Kook..." you arched your back as his fingers, so strong, so sure, slid over your body, making you tremble with every touch.

"Shhhh," he covered your mouth with his lips, muffling all your words, but not changing what you both already realized.

This is not just a game anymore. This is something else entirely.

His fingers slowly slid down, causing an uncontrollable wave of desire to rise in you. He watched your every reaction, as if he were studying you anew-with the same rapt obsession he'd been trying to hide all these weeks.

"You made me angry," his hot whisper burned your skin, "I couldn't bear the thought of you with anyone else..."

Jungkook leaned in closer, his lips brushing over your ear, making you shiver.

"I wish I could say I don't care, but..." he pressed his body against you, and you felt how true that was.

His hands no longer hesitated. He studied you eagerly, making your breath catch with each new touch.

"Jungkook..." you squeezed his shoulders as if trying to keep control, but he just laughed in a low, raspy voice.

"What, baby? Do you have something to say now?"

Your body flexed under his touch, every movement a response to what he was doing to you.

"Tell me just one thing..." his lips stopped at your neck, leaving a hot trail. "Do you want me to stop?"

His eyes were full of expectation, desire, but he was really waiting for your permission.

You caught his gaze, and in that moment something clicked inside you.

"No. Don't stop."

Jungkook didn't see any point in delaying what he was already going to do. He towered over you and pulled off his shirt. You eagerly studied his body. It was so perfect. Too good to be real.

He threw you a playful smile and reached for your sweatpants. He gently lifted your hips, pulling them down. You were left with only your underwear. You were wearing black ones fishnet thong. Jungkook raised an eyebrow. Too hot underwear to be alone at home. He grabbed the edge and played with it without pulling it down.

"Were you expecting someone with such underwear?"

You could barely swallow, your heart beating furiously in your chest. Jungkook took his time. His fingers played with the thin fabric of your thong, gently running along the edge and then letting go, making the fabric click lightly against your skin. He smiled as he watched you tense up under his touch.

"Maybe I shouldn't take them off," he whispered, leaning closer, licking your lower lip before biting it lightly.

His hand slowly moved down between your legs, deliberately touching you as if to tease you. His fingers slid lightly over the thin fabric, assessing how wet you were already.

"Fuck... You feel that?" his voice was deep, almost hoarse with desire, "You're shaking... I make you so leak?"

You didn't have time to answer, because he abruptly pulled off your underwear, leaving you completely naked in front of him. His gaze darkened even more when he finally saw you without any obstacles.

"There's really no point in hiding now, baby," he slid his hands down your parted thighs, licking his lips, "I want to fuck you. I want fucking you right now."

But suddenly, somewhere in the living room, you heard the sharp sound of an incoming call. Your phone.

Jungkook grimaced as he pulled away from you, his fingers still clutching your skin as if he wasn't going to let go.

"Do you want to take it?" his voice sounded hoarse, slightly irritated.

You glanced at the door to the room and then lay back down.

"It's probably Minho... We were supposed to talk today..." You said awkwardly.

Those words seemed to be the trigger. Before you could even say anything else, Jungkook abruptly pulled your attention back to him. His grip on your hips tightened, and a shadow of dangerous determination appeared in his eyes.

"Minho?" He smiled, but it wasn't a good smile.

His hands went lower, making you inhale sharply, and then, without giving you a chance to answer, he covered your lips with his. The kiss was harder, more dominant, as if he was trying to erase even the memory of the other man.

The phone continued to ring in the living room, but now you didn't care.

Jungkook pulled away for a second, his fingers sliding down your stomach, right down.

"Answer the phone if it's so important," he whispered, touching your pussy. You just squeezed him by the shoulders, realizing that you just couldn't talk now. Jungkook smiled again, victoriously. "I thought so." He pulled away from you, sitting comfortably between your legs. The phone was ringing, but neither of you cared.

Jungkook touched his tongue to the most sensitive point between your legs... Your body twitched as his proficient tongue slid over you, wet and demanding. Jungkook inhaled your scent with pleasure, and then ran his tongue over your most sensitive spot again, leaving hot, sweet torment on your skin.

"You have no idea how much your taste drives me crazy..." he moaned, wrapping his strong hands around your hips so you couldn't move away, "So sweet..."

He dug his tongue into you, gently biting and sucking, making you shudder with every movement. You were breathing heavily, feeling electric waves running through your body. Your back arched as he slipped a finger into you, and then another, moving slowly inside, stretching you out beneath to him.

"That's it... You feel that, baby?" his voice was so low and excited that you could barely contain your moan.

You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging, making him press his lips harder against yours.

"Jungkook... please..."

He lifted his head, licked his lips, looking at you with a smug smile.

"Please what, baby?" his voice was mocking, but his eyes were dark with desire.

You couldn't get a word out because he bent down again, pushing you to the edge with his skillful movements.

Jungkook didn't give you a second to breathe. His hands easily flipped you over onto your stomach, and you barely had time to prop yourself up on your elbows before he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you closer. His hot breath burned your back, and his lips left a wet trail from your shoulder to the base of your spine.

"You don't even know how much I want you right now..." he whispered, and then lightly bit your shoulder, making you flinch.

He ran his hand down your back, sliding it down until it rested on your hips. His fingers squeezed your skin hard and then pulled sharply on you, making you sag even more.

"Now I can fully see how beautiful you are..." his voice sounded so low and hoarse that you felt yourself shivering again.

He touched you again with his tongue, but this time from behind, making you moan louder than you wanted. His hands pulled you even wider, giving you no chance to hide from him.

"Kook..." you moaned, pressing your forehead against the pillow, trying to get a little bit of control.

But he had no intention of stopping. He took you by the hips and forced you to kneel down, leaning on your hands. His lips, tongue, fingers - everything worked together to drive you crazy.

And you had an orgasm. A wave of pleasant sensation went through your body. Your clitoris twitched, signaling that you had enjoyed yourself. Jungkook pulled away from you, but you were lying on your stomach breathing heavily into the pillow.

You were still in the throes of orgasm when you felt Jungkook lie on top of you, his bulge pressing against your naked buttocks. He touched his lips to your ear, biting it lightly. He gave a thrust and you felt how hard he was.

"Do you think I'm done?" his voice sounded dull, but there was a predatory undertone to it.

Before you could answer, you felt him push into you again, not giving you time to breathe.

"Just lie there." He ordered. You felt yourself getting wet again. The mattress under Jungkook's body bent. He got out of bed. He was gone for less than half a minute, but it felt like you had been waiting for him forever. You raised your head to see where he was, but he had already climbed back on the bed.

You wanted to look at him, but Jungkook was behind you. You felt his legs move to the sides of your hips. You felt his cock rest on your buttocks. You squeezed the blanket in anticipation of him filling you with his length.

Jungkook found your hole and put two fingers in it again. He stretched you so that you could accept him. He smeared the moisture on your clit and folds and then grabbed your hips, lifting them slightly. You could feel him pushing the head of his cock against your entrance and then pressing in.

He went slowly, stretching your walls. It hurt. He was too big for you. When Jungkook heard your painful sound, he stopped. He came out, then plunged in again. You could feel him twitching. His hand stroked your thighs, as if to soothe you.

Jungkook went on and hurt you again. But he didn't stop until he was completely inside you. He let out a low moan behind you. You tried to get used to his length. The pain quickly passed, giving way to bliss.

Jungkook froze, breathing heavily. His hot fingers held your hips tightly, and your body barely restrained itself from moving.

"Fuck, you're so tight..." he groaned again as he felt you clench around him.

He ran his palms along your back, stroking gently, letting you get used to him. His warm breath burned your skin, and you felt his lips leave a hot kiss between your shoulder blades.

"Now... can you take me completely?" his voice was low and strained, as if he was struggling to contain himself.

You barely managed to squeeze out a 'yes', and that was enough. Jungkook began to move, slowly at first, as if stretching out the pleasure, and then his thrusts became deeper, more confident. He held you tight, making you feel every inch of his body.

"God, you're perfect..." he groaned, picking up his pace.

You couldn't hold longer. He sensed this and couldn't help but smile smugly. And then he lay down on top of you. He pressed his strong body against yours and you felt how hot you were together. The room became hot. From your sounds, from your passion.

Jungkook suddenly slowed down. His movements became smooth but confident, he was enjoying every second of it, making you press your buttocks against him tighter.

"Damn..." you moaned as he clasped your fingers and linked your hands above your head, completely subduing you.

He smiled as he leaned down to your neck, leaving hot kisses as his hips continued their rhythmic thrusts. His wet lips moved lower until they rested on your shoulders. He adored this moment - when you completely dissolved in his touch.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful when you submit to me..." he groaned, picking up his pace again, making you squeal with pleasure once more.

His hands went down to your thighs, pulling them up like this, giving him the opportunity to enter even deeper. You couldn't stop your moans, your body was on fire with pleasure, and he wasn't going to stop.

"You know this isn't over, right?" he slapped your ass lightly, making your body shudder with mixed emotions - shame, passion, desire.

Jungkook slapped your ass again, harder this time, making your body shudder. You felt him pulling out of you and were about to groan in frustration, but he quickly grabbed you by the waist and flipped you onto your back. His dark, aroused eyes caught your gaze.

"I want to see your face when you cum again..." he whispered hotly, running his tongue over your lips.

Now you were lying on your back, your tangled hair scattered across the pillow, and he was hovering over you, gazing into your face.

His hands confidently spread your legs again. You finally saw him completely naked. His cock was hard and straight. It was big. No wonder you were in pain. The head of his cock was purple and dripping with semen. Jungkook took his length in his hands, and then he entered you in one quick motion. You threw your head back, breathing out his name, and he just smiled smugly.

Jungkook pinned your arms to the bed, not allowing you to move. He set a new pace, slow but deep, making you feel him completely. His eyes were fixed on your face, studying your every reaction, catching every sound that escaped your lips.

"So good..." he whispered, leaning down to kiss you.

His lips were greedy, demanding, as if he wanted to taste you completely. His hands went down to your hips again, to lifting them a little higher, changing the angle.

You felt him go even deeper, making you arch with pleasure.

"Do you feel how well you accept me?" he looked directly into your eyes, and this look made you feel even more overwhelmed.

His hands went under your knees, spreading them wider, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. Every thrust he made drove you into ecstasy, making you feel him with every fiber of your being.

"That's it, baby... Can you feel me? Can you feel me filling you up?" his words drove you even more crazy.

You could only moan, because you had no more strength to speak.

Jungkook leaned in, catching your lips in a deep kiss as his movements became even more rigid.

"I want you to cum with me..." he groaned, squeezing your waist as if he was afraid you might run away.

His hands held you tightly, he moved faster, deeper, continuously igniting a new wave of pleasure in you.

"Cum for me, baby..." he whispered against your lips, speeding up his pace.

Your body trembled, and you couldn't hold back any longer. You squeezed his cock and let out a loud moan, unable to hold back the pleasure in your middle.And that's when he came too, letting himself lose control, leaving traces of his cum on your stomach.

Jungkook and you were breathing heavily. He rested his head on your shoulderbone, still lying on top of you. His hot breath burned your skin. You felt both you and Jungkook sweating.

Jungkook didn't move, just lay on top of you, trying to catch his breath. You could feel his heartbeat - fast, powerful, as frantic as your own.

He slowly lifted his head, his dark eyes gazing into yours, still a little blurred with passion.

"Are you... are you okay?" his voice was hoarse, with a slight smile, but his eyes shone with concern.

You ran your fingers down his back, scratching it a little, and felt him flinch.

"I'm not sure I'll be able to walk after this," you exhaled mockingly.

Jungkook laughed softly and finally raised his head to look you in the eye. His hair was tousled, his lips were swollen, and his gaze... that gaze could drive you crazy.

"Then we'll have to stay in bed," his fingers gently brushed your cheek.

He slowly pulled out of you, making you tremble with hypersensitivity. He insisted that you go and shower and wash off the remnants of his sperm. And you did. You struggled to get up and went to the bathroom. You went to the toilet and then took a quick shower. When you came out, Jungkook was lying on your bed, with the blanket only covering his thighs. He smiled at you and called you to lie down next to him. And when lay down next to you, he pulling you closer to him.

For several minutes you just lay there in silence. Jungkook holds you, his fingers lazily drawing circles on your stomach.

"It was..." he paused, as if searching for words, "It was more than just sex. You realize that, right?"

You didn't know what to say. It was more than that? Yes, it was. But what do you call it?

"Jungkook..." you tried to say something, but he only held you tighter, not letting you escape from this conversation.

"I'm serious," his voice was quiet but firm, "You felt the same way, right?"

You looked away. Your heart was pounding, and you didn't know if you were ready to admit it.

"This changed everything," he continued, leaning down to place a light kiss on your shoulder, "and you know it.”

You tightened your fingers on the sheets.

"But... what if we just..." you trailed off.

"Just what?" his eyes flashed and his jaw tensed.

"If it's just a physical..." you barely finished before he abruptly turned you on your back and grabbed your wrists, forcing you to look him in the eye.

"Do you really think so?" he leaned closer, and his gaze became dangerous.

You couldn't answer. Because you knew the truth. It was more than just a physical connection. It was much deeper than that.

"Shit..." he pressed his lips together as if trying not to say too much, and then he kissed you hard, making you forget all your doubts.

His lips demanded an answer, and you couldn't resist.

"I can't treat you the way I used to," he murmured between kisses, "and I don't want to."

"Okay, then let's try," you asked cautiously. Jungkook smiled. His eyes lit up with something dangerous, and he squinted slyly.

"Let's try?" he repeated, as if savoring the word on his tongue. "Baby, this has long been planned"

You wanted to argue, but Jungkook leaned closer, forcing you to lean back against the pillows.

"You do realize that you'll have to text your new friend and cancel the trip with him," his fingers slid gently over your cheek, "and then you'll have to stop talking to him altogether..."

You blinked in surprise.

"What?"

"You heard me perfectly," Jungkook tilted his head to the side, watching your reaction.

You snorted, raising an eyebrow.

"Why is that?"

"Because I told you to," he shrugged, as if it were obvious.

"Kook..." you rolled your eyes, but before you could add anything, he suddenly grabbed your hips and pulled you sharply against him.

"Don't roll your eyes, baby," his voice lowered and his fingers dug deeper into your skin, "I could see exactly what this Minho wants from you and why he asked you to go with him!"

You sighed.

"Oh, God..."

"Yes, that's him," Jungkook smiled smugly, ignoring your irony, "and he's clearly not averse to taking my place."

"Kook, there's nothing between us!" you tried to pull away, but he only squeezed you tighter in his arms.

"And there won't be," he replied calmly, running his fingers down your back, "because you have me now."

"You're acting like a real owner," you muttered, feeling your heart pounding faster and faster.

"Because I am," Jungkook smiled cheekily, making you blush, "and I own you too."

You sighed, burying your face in his neck.

"You're unbearable."

"And you're insanely sexy when you try to argue with me," he playfully bit your ear, "but don't try because I always win."

Jungkook suddenly flipped you onto your back, hovering over you so that your breath was mixed. His dark eyes glittered with something dangerous, and his lips barely touched yours, making your heart clench in anticipation.

"Let's get one thing straight," his voice was low, with the same confident tone that always made you tremble, "I'm not jealous..."

You could barely contain an ironic smile, not wanting to go along with him so quickly.

"Oh, yeah, sure," your voice sounded just as sarcastic, but it only made him squint predatory.

"...I'm just absolutely against any Minho hanging around my girlfriend."

You felt a warmth spread somewhere in your stomach, but Jungkook didn't even give you time to process his words.

"Your... girlfriend?"

He leaned in closer, his warm breath sliding across your lips, making you forget what you were about to say.

"Oh, do you hear what that sounds like?" his fingers slid lightly along your waist.

You might have said something witty if it weren't for the heat that began to rise in waves from his touch.

"But I haven't heard a formal offer to be your girlfriend!"

His lips stretched into a familiar, cocky smile.

"Do I need to say it? We just had sex, you screamed my name, and now you're lying under my hot, satisfied body. What needs to offered?"

Your face instantly flashed, and you instinctively punched him in the chest, although it didn't do much good-he didn't even flinch.

"Jungkook."

"I'm just stating the facts, baby," his eyes sparkled with dangerous sparks.

"It doesn't work that way!"

"Okay, then I'm officially asking you: are you mine?" He looked confidently directly into your eyes, and you felt your heart rise to your throat.

"What if I say no?"

This answer was a pure challenge, and Jungkook seemed to be waiting for it.

"Oh, then I'll have to convince you..." his hands closed confidently on your hips, forcing you to move a little closer to him.

His eyes flashed with excitement, and his fingers gripped you as if he had no plans to let go.

"Very, very convincing." You smiled slyly, deliberately resting your hands on his chest. "Give me a minute to think..."

"Think fast, because I'm already determined to prove my point in practice." His voice dropped a tone lower, and his fingers began to descend dangerously slowly down your sides.

You sighed, as if thinking, and then spoke slyly.

"What if I told you that Minho is really cute..."

Jungkook's face changed dramatically, as if you had just said something disgusting.

"Cute?"

"And he has such kind eyes..."

"Kind?" He almost spat the word, and his grip on your hips tightened.

"And he's always so polite..."

"Okay, that's enough," his voice became dangerously calm, and his eyes went dark.

Before you could even squeak, you suddenly found yourself under him. Jungkook climbed on top of you, sitting comfortably between your legs. You felt his cock pressing against your pussy.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm taking away your thoughts of all the other men," his lips moved to your neck, leaving hot, possessive kisses.

"Oh, God..."

"Yeah, and this time you won't be able to think about that what's-his-name anymore..."

"Minho?"

His fingers digging into your thighs.

"Don't say that name in front of me!"

His lips burned your skin, and his breathing became even more labored. Jungkook seemed to be throwing lightning bolts, his hands gripping your hips with a clear claim of ownership.

"I'll make you forget his name," his voice was low, husky, full of jealousy and desire.

He leaned down, sliding his lips down, leaving hot traces of his kisses on you. His fingers traced a line along your stomach, making you shudder with anticipation.

"Say my name," he pressed his lips to the sensitive spot on your neck, and you couldn't help but moan.

"Jungkook..."

"Again." His movements became more determined, more demanding, and you could only obey.

"Jungkook!" Your body arched under him, and he exhaled in satisfaction, finally convinced that there was only one person in your head.

"That's it, baby," he raised his head and looked directly into your eyes, "Now be a good girl and never make me jealous again.

His lips found yours again, erasing all doubts, all thoughts, everything but him.

#bts jungkook #bts #jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook x f!reader #jungkook smut #frends to lover #jungkook imagine #bts fanfction #jk x you #jk x reader

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apas-95 · 1 year ago

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How do I reconcile my intense sympathy and support for Palestine while also living in the ancestral lands of Native Americans? As a black man, where exactly could I migrate to and be accepted by the local populace? I am lost on this point.

While the question of black nationhood is a complicated one, I think there's a deeper misconception, conveyed by the idea of migration, that should be addressed, here - decolonisation does not mean physically removing non-indigenous people from the land.

Decolonisation means the destruction of the colonial state, and the return to sovereignty and self-governance of the colonised nation. Decolonisation of Palestine does not mean that 'israelis' living in Palestine must be removed - but that they must no longer be occupiers, they must no longer be beneficiaries of a state that opresses the indigenous population. In the case of Palestine, many of them will likely leave of their own accord anyway - they do not want to be residents of Palestine, but occupiers of it - but in more entrenched settler colonies, there's no reason to expect everyone who isn't indigenous to up and leave. Rather, recognising the occupied nation they actually live in, accepting its governance and authority, and renouncing any illicit gains the occupation granted them (like stolen homes and land) is much more in line with what decolonisation looks like.

The issue is not, and never was 'foreigners living on our land', it has always been the military occupation, repression of indigenous nations and nationhood, and elevation of settlers to a privileged class on the back of exploitation and base robbery of occupied nations.

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juniperharvest · 2 years ago

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… anyone know if Nick Medina, author of Sisters of the Lost Nation is a pretendian or?

#I don’t wanna accuse #I just want to support Native authors #but the way his bios are written make me go 🤔#which could totally be the fault of his publishing house #Nick Medina #Sisters of the Lost Nation

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missadangel · 4 days ago

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MAKE HIM DISLIKE LOVE YOU

Harry Castillo x Reader (The Materialist)

Chapter 1: Blind Date

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Summary: You work as a housekeeper in a rich family's mansion and often have to deal with their spoiled daughter. One day, she asks you to pretend to be her on a blind date with a guy her dad picked out for her. Your mission is to make him not like you so he won't want to marry her. But here's the twist: will Harry end up hating you, or could he actually fall for you? That's the real question. Warnings: 18+ (smut, MDNI) kinda romantic comedy stuff, fluffy, angst, lying, soft and caring Harry Castillo, wealth, expensive gifts, drinks, money, cars, language, sexual tension, piv sex, kissing, Word Count: 4.8k for now, There will be a part two if you guys like it, but I'm not sure about the rest. Sorry for the poor writing; that was quick. authors note: I am not sure about his name. If there's any update, I will edit. English is not my native, so please be nice; this is my third fanfiction. Thank you for the reblogs, comments, and likes. Love you all!

"Ugh, this dress is so last season! Are you serious? Everything here is out of style—get rid of them! Call Elliot and have them send me another dress, or I'm going to be really pissed!"

As if tossed at you like a used handkerchief, another dress worth thousands of dollars—perhaps only worn once—landed in your hands. You sighed as you looked at the elegant dress you were now holding, the Gucci label glinting under the light.

"Story of my life," you mumbled.

Working as a housekeeper in a millionaire's house was hard enough, but dealing with his spoiled and ill-tempered daughter was exhausting. Yet you were determined that it would soon be over. You could no longer endure this physical and psychological torture. With the money you had saved, you planned to open your own restaurant—fulfilling your dream. You just needed to save a little more and hang in there a bit longer.

Your boss was a decent, kind man, but his daughter was so unbearable that every housekeeper assigned left the next day.

How do you even tolerate her?

Because you didn’t have the luxury of quitting and waiting for a new job. You were still young and trying to establish yourself in the business. The extra pay you received was simply to endure her antics. Your kind millionaire boss had even promised you all the support you needed, suggesting you could quit your day job and focus solely on managing his daughter’s affairs. But how could you have known it would be so challenging? Still, you managed to get through each day and believed you could endure this for just a little while longer. After all, you had survived three challenging years already, right?

The mansion was enormous, and everything inside was meticulously organized. Everyone—housekeepers, gardeners, cooks, and even the owners—followed a disciplined daily routine.

Except for the young lady of the house.

You never knew when she would wake up or come downstairs to join her family at the dinner table. She was stubborn, mean, and unpredictable, and you had to manage her behavior just as you managed her dresses, her dates, and her friends. Because you were responsible for her, there were times when you wished you could handle all the housework yourself and let someone else take care of her demands. Despite being just an ordinary housekeeper, your name was the one that echoed the most throughout this vast mansion.

Why?

Because the young lady constantly called on you to fulfill her never-ending requests. And it was one of those moments again. Since it was evening, you guessed she was probably getting ready for a night out at the club, and you felt a surge of annoyance as you rushed to her room.

"I can't believe I was a size 8 before starting this job; now I'm down to a size 6," you mumbled to yourself, quickly making your way up the stairs.

One of the cleaners dusting the vases in the hallway shot you a wink and let out a sigh. Man, you’d do just about anything to be in her shoes, just taking care of that vase!

As soon as you knocked on the door, the young lady Melanie opened it, pulled you inside by the arm, and slammed the door shut behind you. You were taken aback—had you made a mistake? It had only been two hours since you last saw her; you had picked up her clothes off the floor and taken them to the laundry room. She had seemed content, busy texting on her phone. What could have possibly happened in such a short time?

“Is something wrong?” you asked, your eyes wide. For some reason, she looked super tense and nervous.

“You’ve gotta help me,” she said almost desperately, which caught you off guard; it was pretty rare for her to ask for help like this, very rare.

“Of course, if I know what’s going on…”

“Remember that thing we did with the senator's son? I need you to do something like that again.”

You froze for a moment. She was referring to something you had helped her with before—something you weren't very proud of.

“Oh, but—” you frowned. “You said I’d never have to do anything like that again.”

Years ago, you had done your best to disguise yourself as Melanie to turn off the senator's son and prevent him from marrying her. It had worked, but lying to someone was a real headache. Thankfully, Melanie's father hadn’t suspected a thing, but the thought of risking it again felt scarier than anything else.

“I know, I know, but I’m in a tough spot. My dad has been speaking with a matchmaker again to arrange a match for me. After the scandal at the club last time, he's determined to marry me off for sure. Please, I need your help.”

How could she still act so childish in her late twenties? As she looked at you with those pleading eyes, memories of all the times she’d yelled at you and scolded you flashed in your mind. It was fine when you were more like her special assistant instead of just a housekeeper, but now it feels like you’re just a toy to her. When she wants to have fun, she plays with you—almost like you’re her little slave or something.

“I’m not here for that,” you said firmly. “That is not my job.” Your patience was running thin, and this was just too much.

“But you’re supposed to help me,” she shot back, stubborn as ever. “And it’ll be easier this time, I promise.”

You narrowed your eyes and said, “We got caught last time when the guy found out and cursed both of us. Do you have any idea how hard that was for me? And if your father discovers what we’re up to this time…”

She replied with a grin, “We won’t get caught this time because I already sent them my photo instead of yours. Besides, you know how my father is strict about always having my picture removed from newspapers and magazines.”

“You did what?” you wailed.

“Chill, it’s all figured out. I’ve been working on this since last week. You’ll have dinner with the guy, pretend to be me, scare him off, and boom! He won’t want to hear my name again. Easy peasy!”

You rolled your eyes. “But he’s surely seen your photo somewhere; he can’t be that clueless.”

“No, he’s a very busy businessman. He has lived abroad for years and has just returned from France. He’s looking to set up his business here in New York,” she said as she opened her laptop and pulled up a webpage with information about the man. “It seems he’s also looking for a suitable match,” she continued, glancing at his photo and pursing her lips.

You froze when you looked at the photo; he wasn’t at all what you expected. He appeared to be a mature, charismatic, and intelligent man. But how could you sit opposite this man and pretend to be someone else? The thought made you shudder, raising the tiny hairs on the back of your neck.

“As you can see, he’s much older than me. I don’t think he’ll tolerate disrespect. If you’re disrespectful to him, he might get annoyed and just leave the table,” she said with a chuckle.

You laughed too, but for a different reason. You were sure that if she went to the meeting herself, he would get up and leave when he saw her personality.

“I think you should go; maybe he won’t like you,” you suggested.

She narrowed her eyes at you like she'd just caught you saying something crazy. “He won’t like me? Seriously?” She flipped her hair over her shoulder with a cocky grin. “Anyway, I can’t risk it. I don’t want to marry him or anyone else, and I definitely don’t want to be stuck in the same room with that old man.”

As if I want it so much, you thought.

“Come on, please do this for me! I promise I’ll be good; I won’t make you work too hard. I’ll ask Dad to give you a nice raise,” she said, clasping her hands together and trying to look cute.

Well, good raise would mean you could quit your job and bail out of here earlier, right? You crossed your arms and glanced back at the laptop screen, staring at the photo of that guy—Harry Castillo. You made a decision that you had no idea would change everything in both his life and yours.

“Fine. When’s dinner?” you said, feeling a bit anxious.

“Oh, you’re the best! I knew you couldn’t say no!” she said excitedly. “This Saturday.”

“But that’s only two days away,” you pointed out, feeling even more nervous.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you all set. Just make sure you displease him,” she grinned.

You sighed deeply, already sure you’d regret this choice.

“Don’t you think this dress is a bit… exaggerated?” you muttered, looking at yourself in the mirror.

It was an elegant burgundy dress—strappy, satin, and adorned with pearl details—the kind of designer item you could never afford, even if you worked your entire life.

“Am I trying to make him hate me or make him fall for me?” you asked, frowning.

Melanie rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry; he’ll never fall in love with you,” she said arrogantly. This was typical behavior for her, so you chose to ignore it. “As much as you want to annoy him, remember that you represent me. I don’t want anyone gossiping that Melanie Johanson is wearing a lame dress,” she continued while picking out a matching purse.

“But everyone knows I’m not you, except that poor guy.”

“I don’t suppose you were planning to wear one of your own skimpy outfits,” she remarked. “Do you want our game to be exposed?”

That was too much—being scolded and being forced to do something so ridiculous for this spoiled girl.

“Fine, go to that dinner yourself then,” you said, slipping off your heels.

She grabbed your arms. “No, no, no, please. Okay, I’m sorry I was rude. But I need you; no one else would do something like this for me.”

“It’s good that you realize that,” you muttered.

“Here, take this; it’s time,” she said, giving you a smile.

Honestly, putting up with Melanie’s constant demands, cleaning up after her, and covering for her felt like child’s play compared to what you were facing tonight.

A nice raise, you keep telling yourself trying to soothe yourself. I’m doing this for my restaurant; I’ll get it started someday.

The restaurant was one of the most famous, expensive, and luxurious places in New York—somewhere you would never normally set foot in. But tonight, thanks to Melanie’s name, you could easily get in. You were overwhelmed by the incredibly polite behavior of the restaurant staff.

Melanie may have been extravagant and reckless, but she had thought of almost everything for tonight—from the driver who brought you here to the all restaurant staff.

All this effort was for one purpose: to rid herself of the matchmaker’s match.

When they took your fur coat at the entrance and told you that Mr. Castillo was waiting for you, you took a deep breath. After one step inside, when you saw him, you nearly backed away. Harry was busy on his phone, scribbling notes in his small notebook. He looked really sharp and stylish—way more handsome and appealing than in the photo.

Damn.

You wanted to escape; you wished to put an end to this nonsense before it even began. Without realizing it, your feet started to move backward. Just then, you turned around and accidentally bumped into the waiter behind you, causing him to drop the champagne glasses he was carrying on his tray. The glasses shattered, and champagne spilled all over his outfit. You cursed yourself for the mishap.

Before you could even respond, the waiter apologized. “No, it was my fault; I’m sorry,” you said nervously, trying to wipe off the champagne from his clothes.

The other waiter and the staff stared at you in shock.

Yes, you were a wealthy lady now, but what harm was there in being polite?

"No, ma'am, I should have been more careful," he said before turning and walking away.

"Miss Johnson?" said a soft, deep voice.

You turned around to meet him and felt almost breathless. There he was, few inches taller than you, with broad shoulders, curly hair, deep-set brown eyes, a sharp nose, and an attractive appearance.

"Melanie, right?"

"Y-yes," you stammered, batting your eyelashes.

And that smile! For a moment, the world seemed to stop; all the sounds in the restaurant faded, and you almost forgot why you were there.

"I'm Harry," he said, holding out his hand. It took you so long to look at his face that you nearly forgot to acknowledge his hand. He laughed again, that wonderful smile lighting up his face. "My hand has been waiting for a while," he said teasingly.

You felt your cheeks flush as you realized what he meant. "I'm sorry," you replied, quickly reaching out to shake his waiting hand. His hand was big and warm. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," you mumbled, feeling embarrassed. You knew you needed to work up the courage.

“Not really,” he said with a grin. “Shall we head to our table? Or do you want to stay here all night?”

“S-sure,” you said sheepishly.

Well, there wasn't much you could do about it. This wasn't just about him being wealthy or handsome. Even if it was a fake date, it had been years since you'd been on a date, and you didn��t know many men in your life.

Dinner was harder than you expected. Even though you and Melanie had practiced what you should and shouldn't say, your fears came to light. Harry seemed kind and understanding, and it was difficult to lie to him, which made you hate every minute of it. It got worse when he started grilling you with questions, and you weren't sure how much longer you could keep up with this silly game.

When you excused yourself to go to the restroom, you called Melanie.

"What do you mean he hasn't left the restaurant yet?"

"I don't know; the conversation got a little long, and he kept asking questions about me, I mean you."

"Do something to make him hate you already!"

“But how? Throw wine at him? This is all ridiculous. I think we should just tell the truth.”

"Don't you dare!" she barked.

Her voice was so loud that you had to smile apologetically when the other women in the ladies room looked at you strangely, hearing your end of the conversation.

"What am I supposed to do? Our plan isn't working."

“What's up with this guy? He should’ve bailed by now.” Melanie grunted.

“He seems nice—I doubt he’d be rude like that.”

“Rude! That’s the ticket; just be rude enough that he can’t stand it.”

“What? Seriously?”

“Yep, you heard me. Just be as rude as you can.”

You let out a sigh, really wishing you could just bang your head against the wall right now.

“I said do it, or you'll ruin everything. Call me when you’re done.”

“But what am I gonna— Hello? Darn it!”

Beep… Beep… Beep…

She hung up.

You’ll have to be rude, how wonderful! But she was right; you needed to get rid of this man for the night to end and for you to return to your normal life. Why did he have to be so nice and kind? If he could ever act like a jerk, you would have done it by now, but he was just too sweet. As you looked in the mirror, you thought of all the rude things a lady wouldn’t normally do. Ah, that sounds familiar; it reminds you of Melanie herself. The very thought of her actions made you smile nervously. You took a deep breath and left the restroom.

Encouraging yourself, you gazed at Harry's handsome face from afar.

You can do it, you can do it...

Your first move: act indifferent.

You changed your facial expression as you approached the table and deliberately looked away from his face. He was smiling warmly at you. No, you couldn't look at him; it would only complicate everything. You were about to apologize for being late, but no, you can’t. Instead, you pulled your chair noisily on purpose, scraping its legs on the floor to create an annoying sound. You sat down and crossed your legs, positioning your body so it wasn't fully facing him. Harry seemed surprised by this sudden shift in your mood, but he didn’t comment.

A little later, as your desserts were served, he looked at you, “I like chocolate cake too, especially with pistachio sauce. We have similar tastes,” grinning at you.

You looked at him and then at the waiter. “I don’t want this,” you said angrily.

“But ma'am, you ordered it,” the poor man replied sheepishly.

“I’ve changed my mind,” you said. “I’ll go with the tiramisu,” you added after a quick look at the menu, making sure to glance away casually.

“Sure, I’ll change it right away,” he said, taking your plate and walking back.

“Are you all right?” Harry asked, concern creeping into his voice.

“I’m great,” you lied, forcing a fake grin.

He didn’t ask any further questions, but he seemed to suspect something had changed. When the waiter brought your dessert, you decided to eat it rudely. You were sure Harry would be disgusted as you devoured your dessert quickly and rather rudely as if you were starving. You didn’t look at him again until you finished your plate. When you finally glanced up, your stomach feeling a bit nauseous, the look on his face was not what you had expected. He was smiling at you admiringly.

What the hell was that?

Shouldn’t he have shown disgust or displeasure, just like the people at the next table who were staring at you with disdain?

But not Harry, not him. Why, God, why?

As if teasing you, he laughed and reached for a napkin on the table, wiping the remnants of dessert from the corner of your lips. “You’ve got quite the sweet tooth, don’t you, sweet girl?”

How could he be so nice, even after everything?

“Want to eat mine too?” he joked again. Clearly, you were amusing him instead of grossing him out. Ugh, just what you needed. Why was this so hard?

“It’s the cream in it,” you said, a bit defensive. If you were going to get into a battle of words, you might as well dive in.

When he looked at you, confused, you thought you saw a glimmer of hope. Maybe you could annoy him with your gourmet knowledge.

“The Marsala wine is in the cream; it’s a secret recipe,” you said, trying to sound smart.

Harry paused eating his dessert, rested his elbow on the table, and gave you an admiring look. “Interesting. I didn’t know you were into cooking. That wasn’t in the info.” That familiar warm smile was back.

Crap. Another mess-up.

“I get it—you’re keeping it under wraps from your dad. I want you to feel comfortable talking about your hobbies when you’re with me.”

When you’re with him? Damn, that was supposed to be the first and last time you saw him. You started playing with your fingers in your hair out of nervousness.

Think, think, think. All you had left was to use the only card you had.

“Look, Harry, I’ll be frank. I don’t plan to see you again.”

Suddenly, he stopped. “Didn’t you like me?” he asked softly.

Was it possible not to like this man? But damn it, you had to lie. You looked away; it was hard to read his expression.

“You’ve probably heard about me from the tabloids. I’m not the type of woman to get attached to just one man. My father put me up to this matchmaker thing; I didn’t intend to.” You admitted this indirectly. He deserved a little honesty, didn’t he? “I’ve had and will have many men in my life. I don’t plan to get married. I mean, you’re not special. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea.”

When you looked at his face timidly, you realized you got the reaction you had been waiting for since the beginning of the night. His smile vanished; his expression hardened, and the color of his eyes darkened.

But why did your heart squeeze when you should have felt relieved?

When they brought your coat, you thanked them and turned to Harry for the last time. You would probably never see him again. You felt fortunate to have had the chance to meet and get to know this man, even briefly. He would probably forget you anyway; why would he remember you?

“Can I give you a ride home so we can end things on a good note?” he asked, sounding a bit unsure.

You definitely didn’t see that coming. You paused, trying to figure out what to say. It would’ve been easier to just say no, but his eyes were so mesmerizing that if he’d asked you to spill all your secrets right then, you might have done it without even thinking.

“Sure,” you replied, feeling shy.

When the valet brought Harry's car around, your jaw dropped. This black, late-model Mercedes Benz S was probably worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Your interest in cars stemmed from your childhood; your mother always complained that you didn't like dresses and jewelry like other girls—rather, you liked cars. It was clear you were different, and you had always been that way.

Just like the situation you found yourself in now. Maybe there was something wrong with you.

The two of you were silent the entire ride. You didn’t look directly at him, but you could feel his gaze on you out of the corner of your eye. However, you were more captivated by the interior of the car. When would you ever get to ride in such a luxury vehicle again? It wouldn’t hurt to take a closer look. As you glanced towards his side to check out the control panel and see how much horsepower the car had, he caught your eye, causing you to quickly turn your head away. You had to suppress your curiosity.

"We’ll turn right here," you said as you approached the junction. Down the street, the giant mansion loomed, so close to your destination. You stole a quick glance at him, realizing this might be the only time you would see this man in person. You wanted to remember his handsome face.

Suddenly, Harry slammed on the brakes, and the car screeched to a halt. Your eyes widened in surprise as you looked at him, startled that he had stopped so abruptly near the mansion. What had caused him to suddenly halt? He didn’t say a word, just stared at you, and his eyes seemed to communicate something intense. Was he angry and no longer wanting your company?

You unbuckled your seatbelt and reached for the door handle, only to find it locked.

“Stay still,” he said as he unlocked the car doors.

What was he implying? He walked around the front of the car, reached your side, and opened your door.

Was this chivalry? If so, why did he stay away from the mansion?

“Aren’t you getting out?” His voice was kinda cold.

You didn’t know how to respond. You stepped out of the car without saying a word.

“Thanks for the ride—”

Suddenly, he grabbed your arm—not roughly, but with a firm, questioning grip. His gaze was intense, but why did he look that way? Had he figured it all out? Maybe he was about to confront you for making a fool of yourself. After all, you had been willing to be open, and now you felt you deserved it. But you didn’t have the courage to meet his eyes, so you lowered your head.

“You were lying, weren’t you?”

Shit.

You swallowed hard; this was the moment you had dreaded.

“I-I…”

What were you going to say? How would you even say it?

You were fucked.

Suddenly, Harry pinched your chin with one hand, forcing you to look at him while his other hand rested on your waist. He tilted his head toward you, his hot breath brushing against your face, making your heart race. His lips were dangerously close to yours, and you could feel your throat going dry. What the hell was he going to do? Kissing you or scolding you? After what felt like an eternity, he pulled you closer by the arm around your waist and kissed you.

It had been a long time since you kissed someone, so you were almost shocked by his sudden kiss. No matter how hard you tried to stop yourself, you finally closed your eyes and surrendered to him completely. Your surrendering gave him courage and he deepened the kiss, his hot tongue licking your lips and forcing them apart. While his expert hand lingered on the swell of your breasts teasingly, you moaned and opened your mouth for him and when his tongue touched yours, you could still taste the chocolate from the dessert he had just eaten.

But suddenly, Harry pulled his head back, breaking the kiss and all contact. Instinctively mesmerized, you leaned forward, eyes closed and mouth agape. When you finally opened your eyes, you caught him snickering, and as the embarrassment of the situation hit you, you wished you could disappear. You instinctively pressed your hand to your burning lips and pressed hem together. Harry licked his lips and grinned. "Just as I predicted. You lied to me. There's no way another man has touched you recently."

For a second, your mind went blank, and you just stared at him, blinking in confusion. What the heck did he mean by that? "Y-you... w-what..." Great, now you couldn't even put together a simple sentence.

What next?

Just then, your phone started ringing. When you opened your purse to get it, Harry reached for it before you could. Fortunately, you had saved Melanie in your phone under a special nickname, not her real name. Harry laughed, raising his eyebrows in surprise and amusement. "Trouble?"

Yes, you had saved her as trouble.

"Can you hand my phone back, please?" you said, holding out your hands, but he caught them with one hand and gently pushed them away.

“Your trouble can wait,” he said, rejecting Melanie’s call. He dialed a number on your phone, but realized what he was doing when his own phone started ringing.

“There, now you have my number,” he said, handing your phone back to you.

You frowned and grabbed your phone angrily, "What makes you think I’d actually call you?"

Harry shrugged, pursing his lips. “Shouldn't I call you before I come to pick you up for our next date? I guess I could just come by your house and honk the horn instead.”

“What?” you exclaimed.

He grinned.

You took a deep breath to release some of your tension. “Harry, why are you doing this? There won’t be a next date; I told you that.”

“One chance,” he said firmly.

“A chance of what?”

"I want you to give me a chance. A real date. If, at the end of the night, you still feel the same way, I promise you’ll never see me again."

You shook your head. "But why? You’re a man who can have any woman you want. You’re rich, handsome, and kind—why waste your time on someone who doesn’t want you?"

You saw something in his brown eyes, something you couldn’t quite identify, but it was intense. “Because you're different from others,” he said sharply. “True, women are not unattainable for me; they are always around. But what I want is someone special, and I feel that you are the one. There’s something about you that has ignited something in me I haven't felt in a long time. I must admit, I'm surprised; I never thought I’d be attracted to you after reading the news about you, but it seems I was wrong. Can you give me a chance? Please?”

Oh, Harry, there’s so much you don’t know, you thought. Your heart was fluttering at the thought of saying yes, but how could you? How dare you? You weren’t Melanie, the daughter of a wealthy businessman; you were just an ordinary girl.

“You know I won’t leave without hearing your answer, right?” He grunted.

Just then, you heard a car approaching, and you freaked out. That was Melanie’s dad’s car. Your heart nearly stopped.

“You have to go, like, now!” you yelled in a panic.

“First, say yes,” he replied, frowning.

"Si, yes, okay, alright! But please, go now!" you urged, pushing him toward the back of his car. He chuckled in response.

You crouched down to hide your face as the other car drove toward the mansion and pulled him down with you.

“I want you to know I’ve never done anything like this in my life,” he admitted, snickering.

“Is that so funny?” you snapped.

"Okay, I get that you don’t want your dad to see us like this, and I’m curious why, but since you said yes, I’ll be a good guy and leave."

“Yes you do that,” you said with a sigh.

Harry took his phone out of his pocket and waved it before getting into his car. “You’d better answer it when I call,” he said, getting inside. He winked at your puzzled expression and started the engine. His car quickly disappeared from sight along the road. You turned toward the mansion, exhaled deeply, and murmured to yourself.

“I'm so fucked.”

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beginning with domicile planets, whenever a planet is in domicile, it means that the sign is in a planet that rules the sign ⬎

SUN ⟶ LEO.

MOON ⟶ CANCER.

MERCURY ⟶ GEMINI AND VIRGO.

VENUS ⟶ TAURUS AND LIBRA.

MARS ⟶ ARIES AND SCORPIO.

JUPITER ⟶ SAGITTARIUS AND PISCES.

SATURN ⟶ CAPRICORN AND AQUARIUS.

URANUS ⟶ AQUARIUS.

NEPTUNE ⟶ PISCES.

PLUTO ⟶ SCORPIO.

exalted planets happen whens a planet is in a sign it can easily display its energy through.

SUN ⟶ ARIES.

♇ people with an aries sun could find it easier compared to other sun signs to be a leader, knowing how to control their impulses and goals. might have it easy when it comes to support from others

MOON ⟶ TAURUS.

♇ people with a taurus moon could find it easier compared to other moon signs to emotionally nurture themselves and other people. could be talented at styling, baking or cooking. could find it easy to find beauty within themselves.

MERCURY ⟶ VIRGO.

♇ people with a virgo mercury could find it easier compared to other mercury signs to speak to other people, being able to control their anxiety. knowing how to read a room and humour people around them.

VENUS ⟶ PISCES.

♇ people with a pisces venus could find it easier compared to other venus signs to know what type of love they deserve. how to create art and love others. can understand art and beauty better than others and can be empathetic.

MARS ⟶ CAPRICORN.

♇ people with a capricorn mars could find it easier compared to other mars sign to be ambitious, aim for their goals and having discipline. know how to follow rules and be respect by others and being individuals who can be healthy with having authority or they can learn to be, having much responsibilities and knowing what to do with it.

JUPITER ⟶ CANCER.

♇ people with a cancer jupiter are very empathetic people, can make a name for themselves and are excellent at creating a foundation, a home to themselves and other people. care-taking and can handle money good.

SATURN ⟶ LIBRA.

♇ people with a libra saturn can be very diplomatic people, can age very beautifully, and are respected by those around them. this placement can indicate that the individual likes peace and can move to social groups who can give them that, know how to cut off people.

URANUS ⟶ SCORPIO.

♇ people with scorpio uranus can be very imaginative and psychic, they know how to follow their gut-feeling and are excellent at being friends as they can be ride or dies. those with this placement can be people who always find a way to make money, could be considered a genius.

NEPTUNE ⟶ LEO.

♇ people with leo neptune can be amazing performers, the stage is for them, i believe the iconic stars we know who have passed do have leo neptune. they are the most photographed people as well, people who belong to leo neptune are people who can connect with others very easily, thus their fame.

PLUTO ⟶ LEO AND ARIES.

♇ people with leo or aries pluto are innovative and assertive, leaders who can make a change and have influence to the people around them. can be very trendy people and could always leave a mark when they leave.

planets in detriment move differently to how a planet in a sign is supposed to, it could be difficult for the native to express the themes of the planet through the sign, but they end up having a unique perspective of it that amazes others at the end. the planets are normally in opposite signs they usually rule.

SUN ⟶ AQUARIUS.

♇ instead of thinking of self, aquarius suns are people who think for everyone. being those who are humanitarians and seeing the true potential of the world. they bring out the unique side of themselves society arent used to, but because of this they become trendsetters.

MOON ⟶ CAPRICORN.

♇ instead of being emotionally open, capricorn moons must learn how to love thyself. and during that time of loving themselves, they become emotionally wise and can teach others how to do the same, the love they werent necessarily taught, can be given and taught to their children, if they want them.

MERCURY ⟶ SAGITTARIUS AND PISCES.

♇ instead of being direct and forward, [even though sagittarius mercuries can be] people who are sagittarius and pisces mercuries learn to read between the lines. being those who can decipher the unseen and because of that and of their depth, they can come up with think-pieces people have not heard before.

VENUS ⟶ ARIES AND SCORPIO.

♇ instead of being soft and stereotypically "feminine" those of aries or scorpio venus learn to be bold with their passion and their sense of style. they're people who learn to handle and balance the feminine and masculine essence, being innovative and authentic with how they display themselves, they usually inspire other people and become muses in fashion.

MARS ⟶ LIBRA AND TAURUS.

♇ instead of being tough and stereotypically "masculine" those of libra and taurus mars learn to be diplomatic with their anger and passion. thought sometimes this could lead them into being passive and non-confrontational. this placement[s] helps them become people who are very patient.

JUPITER ⟶ GEMINI AND VIRGO.

♇ by not being the usual people who are used to abundance, those with gemini and virgo jupiter can be over-whelmed by how fast life moves around them, however it helps them with multi-tasking, being people who can ease the fast thoughts in their mind, if not careful, they can become people who are too relaxed with how life is and end up stalling.

SATURN ⟶ CANCER AND LEO.

♇ by not being the usual people who are used to comfort and nurture, those with cancer and leo in saturn learn to become nurturers and emotionally intelligent. at first, they can be awkward with signs of physical affection, but they go through the journey of loving their body, their inner-child and the lessons life has taught them about self-acceptance.

URANUS ⟶ LEO.

♇ by not being the usual people who are used to society accepting who they are, people with uranus in leo learn to navigate life with comprehending that not everyone is going to love them because of their big energy. they're people who are usually the life of the party, but the uranus in leo puts a social battery in them which causes them to go into hermit mode, but it helps them go on the journey of understanding themselves without the need or help of other people.

NEPTUNE ⟶ VIRGO.

♇ by not being the usual people who are used to order and preciseness, those with neptune in virgo get confused, especially in their mind. could have a lot of deja vu moments that makes them feel crazy. they become more in touch with the spiritual side of life instead of the physical, reaching out to the higher-self and becoming spiritual moguls.

PLUTO ⟶ TAURUS.

♇ by not being the usual people who are used to vast intensity, they are people who have to learn to control their sensuality, their greediness and even possessiveness, this placement is a huge twist to the usual taurus slow-pace, they learn that life doesnt move the way they want it to move and learn to become adaptable in scenarios that involve them thinking quick on their feet.

when planets are in fall they have to find a different and original way to comprehend themselves, there is a big struggle but they gain knowledge and wisdom through the planet they're in.

SUN ⟶ LIBRA.

♇ those with sun in libra might struggle with finding their place in society, so this can cause them to become people-pleasers and even walking matts to everyone around them. they need to learn to live for themselves and not for the pleasure of other people.

MOON ⟶ SCORPIO.

♇ those with moon in scorpio struggle with finding eternal peace, its chaos in their mind and heart, they're vengeful as they normally interact with people who have malicious intent, could be friends or family members, what they have to do is end the cycle, becoming people who transform the hateful energy into something that is healing and creative for themselves and even other people, that's why a lot of musicians that are mass-liked have a scorpio moon, ex, beyonce, miley cyrus, kali uchis and the weeknd.

MERCURY ⟶ PISCES.

♇ those with mercury in pisces struggle with finding confidence, they might've been people who have been ridiculed and pushed to the side by others who demean their intelligence and their spiritual views in life. thus, becoming people who find their tribe who aid them on their journey of being assured.

VENUS ⟶ VIRGO.

♇ those with venus in virgo struggle with finding their true self, thus their need for perfection in themselves and other people. they have to learn to become less controlling and be pleased and grateful for the things and people in their lives.

MARS ⟶ CANCER.

♇ those with mars in cancer struggle with being assured, always double-backing or stalling in projects they can thrive in. always thinking what they give is the worst, paranoia strikes for cancer martians, so they become dependent to other people to make them confident, finding their individuality is a big theme in their life.

JUPITER ⟶ CAPRICORN.

♇ individuals with jupiter in capricorn normally do have it better than most capricorn in planet placements as jupiter gives it a great boost, however as it is in fall, capricorn jupiter natives learn to be people who build their foundations from the start to the top, having to be people who had to become responsible and serious at a young age, most of their childhood might've been taken away from them, so people with this placement learn to have fun with childhood nostalgia that might've been taken away from them.

SATURN ⟶ ARIES.

♇ individuals with saturn in aries have to learn to be disciplined, with aries being such a fiery and excited sign, [plus even a bit immature], the saturn essence practically forces the sign to take life more seriously, they end up becoming people who start projects and goals and finish them instead of leaving it midway through the process. stepping into the roles of leaders, saturn in aries natives learn to be people who can exercise their authority position towards events that can have them flourish in the future.

URANUS ⟶ TAURUS.

♇ individuals with uranus in taurus learn to be people who are unique with the ideas they come up with, most uranus in taurus people are uncomfortable in this placement, because it goes against everything they're used to, peace? now there's chaos? slowness? now its fast. though this makes them very versatile people, when it comes to cooking, baking, writing and even having a unique singing voice people can recognise.

NEPTUNE ⟶ AQUARIUS.

♇ individuals with neptune in aquarius learn to be those who have to break out of social "norms" that are actually unhealthy, this is why many of them make up worlds in their own mind. it's like a way to be free from what society puts them through, however, the coping mechanism can become toxic as they slowly begin to get trapped in their own minds, being maladaptive day-dreamers and unintentionally stopping themselves from taking on tasks in the real life, unaware with how much time passes by, when they finally snap out of it they realise how much time they have lost that could've been used for them to progress in life, what they need to learn is being able to separate dreams and reality and not fall into their own built matrix.

PLUTO ⟶ LIBRA.

♇ individuals with pluto in libra learn to be people who dont need chaos in their life, learning that being negative is really draining. they then become people who allow life to carry them, being non-confrontational with disasters that happen in front of them, unfortunately this sometimes causes them to be people who do nothing in their life. howbeit, this can manifest into them being people who take control, being leaders, politics and humanitarians, they're a huge force and people can end up fearing/respecting it.

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girlsworldillusion · 11 months ago

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I'd let the world burn for you

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Summary: Amid the severe consequences of war, Aemond finds himself alone, without the presence and support of his young and sweet wife, who insists on staying away from him, afraid of who he has become. He has been a respectful and patient husband. But tonight he feels like he has finally reached his limit.

Author's note: Please, pay attention to the tags. This story contains sensitive topics, such as: +18, SEX, SEVERE INTERNAL CONFLICT, DUB-CON/NON-CON, POSSESSIVE/OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, EMOTIONAL DEPENDENCY, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP AND MORE.

word count: 6k

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English is not my native language, forgive me for any spelling mistakes.

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He can taste vomit in his esophagus.

Aemond knows it wouldn't be too difficult to get out what little he ate. He coughs as discreetly as he can into the back of his hand before taking off his eye patch, wanting to splash some cold water on his face and throat. He pretends not to notice how his hands are a little shaky as he pulls the gloves off of them, cupping his fingers inside the basin left by the servants on the table. The cool water feels refreshing on his hot skin, and with a satisfied hiss, he looks up, staring directly at the reflection of his own face in the mirror.

The flickering flames of the fire near the wall provide no comprehensive illumination, and he is honestly relieved by that. What little he can see is disturbing enough. His single lilac eye is bloodshot, his silver hair is disheveled, so different from normal. Paleness in the face, sunken cheeks. The subtle glow of the blue stone in his other eye and the deep scars around it only add a dying touch to his ghostly visage.

Another deep tug wracks his stomach and he leans forward, gripping the sides of the table with abandon, preparing to actually throw up this time. But nothing comes, nothing but the painful, nauseating feeling in his body.

He can't forget.

It's all his doing, after all. It's all his fault.

The death of all those people, the desolation of the entire Riverlands. It's all his fault.

Any feeling of greatness and power that previously inhabited his body no longer existed. His superiority and confidence swept away by the tide until he was spat out on the shore with nothing but pain and trauma.

He is a hypocrite and he knows it.

Aemond is not a good person. He doesn't want to fool anyone with his anxiety attack, he definitely doesn't need to take on the role of the poor regretful guy. He doesn't regret what he did, he doesn't regret doing what was absolutely necessary for the good of his family. He could never regret this. And he knows that tomorrow, a week from now, or a month from now, he will do exactly the same thing again if necessary. There are no limits to what he is willing to do to and for those to whom he is loyal.

He can't even dare deny liking it all.

When he's on Vhagar's saddle, with the world in flames just beneath them and the addictive power to decide for good or ill for those poor, hopeless souls, he can swear he's never felt anything better. There's something disturbingly liberating about embracing the monster that resides in his chest. It's surprising to him how good it feels to be ruthless, to take on the role of the uncontrollable beast everyone says he is (rightfully so).

It wasn't always like this. But a series of violent and tragic actions that may or may not have been intentional earned Aemond more than just an ominous codename. They gave him respect; fear. Aemond One-Eye, the son without expectations, the child without any prominence. No more.

He feels ruthless when he is in the skies, dictating the fate of humanity. It gives him power. He is powerful now, he is no longer the boy forgotten by everyone. The feeling of being superior pumps hard through his veins until he goes wild, makes him feel like he's crushing people under the soles of his boots. He is more powerful. Their lives depend solely on the way his hand moves and it turns out that, to their misfortune and terror, his hands are wrapped around the saddle of the largest dragon in the world. It is difficult to be sensible and godly when there is so much power at his command. He is more powerful. There is nothing that can stop him. He feels invincible, unstoppable. He doesn't just enjoy it - he worships this feeling.

At least until it's all over.

When the dust settles and all that is left is the consequence of his actions, it is then that he quietly withers away.

He killed them. All of them. His hands are stained with blood and ash and it's all his fault. He has separated families forever, traumatized so many souls with insurmountable depression and pain and it is all his fault. Adults, elderly, children, babies. All dead. Because of him. Hoarse screams of terror and fear, all begging for a mercy that would never come - could never come. Not by his hands. Not when he had a family and a purpose he was so loyal to.

Aemond worships the sense of power that comes with a reputation for being ruthless and regrets nothing he has done and will do for his duty. Unfortunately, this does not mean that he does not suffer the consequences in equal proportion.

Another sigh. He drops his head and presses his fingers against the edge of the table. He closes his eye so tightly that patches of white light explode into his vision, each labored breath makes him lean forward and clench his teeth. The pain is impossible to ignore – it shakes his insides, leaves his limbs trembling.

"Is this hurting you?" a soft voice asks, a small, fragile thing, almost impossible to hear - if it weren't for the fact that he lives to hear the sound of that voice. He knows this, and so does the owner of the voice, both fully aware of this dangerous dependence. “Pretending to be a God, I mean.”

Aemond feels his heart beat faster, the angelic sound of your voice rescuing him from the merciless depths of his own mind, making him slowly raise his head as he stares at the place where the voice came from. He almost can't believe what he heard. But there you are, sitting on your bed, surrounded by comfortable sheets and pillows, your wide doe eyes catching the moonlight and fire flames in the dark of night, shining like stars.

His sweet wife.

He simply looks at you, not offering any kind of response right away. Not because he doesn't want to. But because he's too surprised to hear your voice and see your face to form words at the moment. Aemond doesn't know how he ended up here, in your private chambers - the place he hasn't been welcome in for some time. He was supposed to go to his chambers. Was he that distraught and distracted? Could the confusion clouding his senses have unconsciously led him directly to the person he needs most at the moment?

He looks around quickly just to confirm that, yes, there is no doubt that he is in your chambers. He didn't intend to do that. He shouldn't be here, invading your privacy and ignoring your request that he keep distance. Of course, his longing and need for you made him consider such a thing countless times. Regardless of your wishes, he was your husband; he had a right to be here. But he never did that. You don't want him in your bed anymore and you've made that clear. And Aemond was not ignorant or even insensitive enough to pretend not to understand your reasons. You had a lot of them and he knows.

You were not made for cruelty. Your innocence and purity made you unable to be aware of the horrible things he did and still treat him the same way as before. You were afraid of him now, just like everyone else. The blood of many was on his hands and you knew it, just as you knew he regretted nothing, and that he would not stop this - not until victory was achieved.

You didn't agree with that, you never did, not even before the marriage. But what could a young woman do in the world they lived in? You were just a piece on a board game, an ace up his sleeve used by your father specifically to provide armies and loyalty to the crown in exchange for a marriage and a more than convenient name for your family.

Aemond knew from the beginning that you didn't want to marry him; how could you after all? You barely knew him beyond the questionable reputation that surrounded him, and a dangerous family clash was about to break out in the kingdom - this was definitely not the right environment for romance to blossom. But you did your duty. You had been an exemplary wife in the short two months of peace that followed your marriage. You treated him with respect and patience, slowly opening your heart to him with each passing day. He wasn't the most talkative or the most sensitive husband and yet you showed empathy for his limitations, accepting what he gave you with gentle smiles and rosy cheeks, without demanding anything more. So sweet. So inocent.

It was no surprise the feeling that welled up in his chest.

Aemond was obsessed before he even realized it. Needing your gentle attentions like a flower needs the sun. He clung to you as his only comfort in an almost bleak existence, he became more and more obsessed with you and you didn't notice. You read with him, walked through the gardens with him and talked to him as you always did, kind and polite. And every day he felt hungrier, pushing the limits of restraint. You welcomed him into your bed every night, welcoming him between your legs as if he belonged there - and he did, indeed. Aemond's appetite for you and you alone knew no bounds.

But he wasn't the man you married anymore, was he?

You fear him now, any and all advances he's made with you over the past few months have vanished into thin air like the ashes he's so used to seeing now. The feelings he was carefully cultivating in your chest now seem to have sunk so deep into your being that he thinks they no longer even exist. You no longer craved his attention; the touch of softness and affection, whenever “husband” dripped from your mouth, was absent. And now all he could do was want.

Aemond doesn't look away from you, not wanting to miss this moment for anything, not after being deprived of it for so long. And you look back at him from where you sit on the bed, chin lifted in false courage. You looks at him with your bright eyes and high cheekbones, which seem even more highlighted in the warm lighting around your bodies.

He may have entered your chambers out of pure unconscious instinct, out of nothing but silent desperation. His body guiding him when his mind no longer could. But now that he's here, he doesn't know how he didn't realize it from the beginning. It's impossible to think about anything other than you. You, you, you.

At this point, deaths at his hands no longer existed. Not his pains or the weights he carries, not revenge, not duty. Anything. Absolutely nothing. There is only this moment, between him, a boy who so wanted to be enough for those he loves and the young girl who is illuminated by the light of the flames.

He feels it. It's not new. That strange impulse that draws all the attention of the environment around him to you and you alone; an almost painful need between his teeth to take a bite and not let go, to have it with all your heart and nothing less.

"Nothing to say?" You press and he's not even embarrassed by the fact that he doesn't remember what you said before. He should leave. It's all he thinks, even as he takes an uncertain step closer to your bed. And that's enough for you to immediately tense up, wrapping your small hands in the sheets to subtly pull them towards you. You are hiding yourself. Hiding yourself from him.

Aemond should leave, continue respecting your limits.

If this had been another night, maybe he would have done it. If the smell of smoke and dragon scales hadn't been trapped in the leather of his war clothes, as well as the dust of ash, then perhaps he could have left. If he couldn't smell the insistent scent of charred bodies and decimated land in his nostrils, taking permanent root in his lungs, perhaps he could respect your innocence.

Not even Aemond knew how on edge he already was. Your refusal of his proximity was just the final push to his downfall.

He adores you. He worships the ground you walk on. He respected your decisions and stayed away much longer than any other husband would have done. And this is how you repay him?

Aemond narrows the only functional eye he has left. You don't react, nothing more than another protective grip on the sheets and a slow swallow of saliva. He wants you so much and the thought enrages him. Why? Why does he feel this way? He desperately wants to punish you for making him feel this way. He wants to punish himself for even thinking about doing this to you.

You left him like this; nothing but a mess. When would you finally accept him for who he is? When would you understand that some cruelties were necessary for the final goal to be achieved? When would you see that everything he did and would do was solely for his family? For you. To keep you safe. When would he be enough?

He grits his teeth and feels his entire body tense with thoughts. He hates it; he hates the way you confuse him and make him feel all these terrible emotions. It makes he feels weak. The temptation of the slightest chance of your affection suffocates his common sense. He feels his hands shaking. He'd been so blinded by the hopeful, innocent vision he constantly saw you through that he fooled himself into thinking he was on your mind as much as you were on his all this time.

"Aemond?" You whisper, sounding more uncertain than before, disturbed by his extended silence as he slowly approaches the bed. He keeps looking at you the whole time, letting you glimpse the flames of fire reflected in the icy sapphire in his eye. He adores you, with every fiber of his being. But the flash of fear that shines in your eyes in response makes him stretch the corner of his lip in a malicious smile. He couldn't help it, there's something sweet and pure about you that makes him constantly waver between wanting to protect you and wanting to destroy you.

You try not to weaken before him, but Aemond immediately notices the way your body is a little trembling when his hand, that same hand that drags the musk of leather and death, passes through the fabric of the sheets, spreading lightning over your legs. You don't stop him, but your eyes flash with a frightened warning, a warning he ignores tonight. His palm flattens against your ribs, daring to caress, to feel the linen of the sheets beneath his fingers, the softness of your flesh beneath it, and you squeak an off-key sound, pulling the cocoon of blankets and furs up to hide you.

A small annoyed growl leaves his lips and his other hand quickly covers yours, stopping you from continuing.

"No. Enough of that." He says in a low but firm tone, looking sternly into your eyes. You part your lips, surprised by his behavior, and try to pull the hand still trapped by his, but he doesn't let you go. "That's enough, wife."

He thinks you might try to deny it, but you fall silent, slowly relaxing against his grip on your hand. Aemond wants to purr at this, wants to praise you and spoil you, because you are so good, so good. His good girl. Even when you're crushing his heart between your delicate hands.

It's not your fault, he tells himself. It's not your fault that he's obsessed with you, driven crazy by the idea of you. Aemond can't even focus properly, even when you're in front of him, defenseless and at the mercy of his whims. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest from pure ecstasy and excitement at the same time. And he can feel, on top of it all, the blood flowing to his hard cock, making it swell beneath his black riding pants. He feels embarrassed by his actions, but at the same time excited, just by the little things you do, by everything you are to him.

“Something is wrong with me...” He says, more to himself than to you, gently pushing a strand of your soft hair behind your ear, sliding his thumb in a gentle caress across your delicate earlobe. “You're in my house. You're in my house and I don't want you to leave. Never." He approaches your face, sliding his fingers from your ear to the side of your face, until he holds your small chin between his thumb and forefinger. "I need you." He continues, ignoring how honest and frank he looks - weak. “I keep thinking of ways to make this happen,” the more he talks, the faster you breathe, sweet little sighs near his lips, calling to him like a siren’s song… “I want to ruin you. Because I think that's the only way you won't leave me."

The intensity of his words scares you, he realizes, he sees how your eyes fill with tears and your eyebrows twitch. But even in the dim lighting of the flames, he can see how the tops of your cheeks turn red, how your chest trembles with the breath that catches there...you want him.

It's a shame you're so willing to keep him away.

But he can't stop.

Aemond closes the distance in an instant, pushing you down until he traps your body beneath his, feeling the contours of your soft, supple curves against him; he shudders. He caresses your face one last time before moving down, ignoring your hesitation and your useless efforts to push him away. Quick as a viper, he grabs the hand that moves to push against his chest, wrapping it with the other still attached to his, holding your wrists tightly above your head.

You cry out at the pressure on his wrists, the long lashes over your eyes fluttering, pleading. "A-Aemond, what are you doing?" you stutter. "Please, please... I said I needed it - please give me some more-"

"Time? Oh yes, you said it." He hums thoughtfully, placing a thigh between your legs, dipping his face into the crook of your neck to breathe in the fresh fragrance of your shower, snoring contentedly with your naturally sweet scent. Intoxicated by your scent, he trails his lips along the slender column of your neck before stopping at the shell of your ear. “I’m so sorry, dear, I’ve waited too long. We’ve both waited too long.” He intones, intoxicated by your presence. You sob once but don't say anything else, choosing to turn your face away from him. Aemond snorts a laugh at that, but doesn't stop you, preferring to leave a tender, wet kiss on your cheek.

Squeezing your wrists with one hand, he allows the other to slide slowly down your body, almost reverentially. He paused at the delicate laces holding the front of your nightdress before untying them with deft fingers. The front opens, exposing your silky, flushed skin to his hungry gaze. He doesn't have the patience to remove the fabric completely from your body, so he just lowers it enough so that your breasts are exposed. He bites his lip, holding a curse between his clenched teeth. When he presses his bare palm to your perky breasts, he tastes your trembling innocence, your soft flesh.

So beautiful.

So pure.

From the beginning you were his opposite, your delicate hands, as irritatingly clean as his are stained with blood and ash.

As much as he truly suffers from the consequences of his actions, he never regrets them, because he knows they are right - necessary. There was only the future to shape, the past should stay where it belongs; behind him. Something he had learned through much pain, but unfortunately, his sweet wife had not yet. But as he runs his greedy fingers down your body, feeling the goosebumps on your soft skin with each touch, Aemond knows he scares you as much as he excites you. You can't hide it from him. Your obviously involuntary response to him only makes him fiercer, hungrier. He wants to ruin you from the inside, until you can't bear to live a single day without his touch.

He allows you to continue your theatrics, still stubbornly staring at the wall while pretending his actions don't affect you. There's something almost too tempting about it, in fact; It's a matter of honor for him. He will break your masks and he will take pleasure in doing so.

Letting his fingers slide down your sides, Aemond's lips wander. He kisses the hole in your throat, moving down with wet, licked breaths to your breasts, tasting you. You gasp softly and grip tight fists on the bed sheets when he captures a soft nipple with a slow suck of lips and a teasing scrape of teeth, your body curling beneath him tightly. He smiles with your nipple still between his lips, leaving wide, warm trails of his tongue on the little perky bud. His hips slide against the inside of your parted thighs, pushing the hardened bulge in his pants against your pussy once.

You bite your lip and close your eyes, but he doesn't stop. With another thrust he uses his strength to push you back onto the bed, the bed you shared many nights with him, to fuck you into the warm sheets. It's almost too much for him to finally feel your little pussy once again, even through the leather of his pants and your delicate nightwear. But he continues with slow, strong thrusts, rubbing his cock against you in a way that teases your clit, the smell and heat of his effort wafting throughout his body; sweat, dragon, fire, ash, blood, death - all mixed together, merging with your own sweet, intoxicating scent and, of course, the unmistakable scent of sex.

Before the chaos broke out, Aemond was quite skilled at this, at driving you crazy. A part of him is extraordinarily pleased to find that he still remembers correctly, especially when a press of his fingers and a twirl of his thumb on your slobbery nipple makes you gasp. He wants to see you, to see you blush and sweat, looking ruined for him. Gods, oh yes, Aemond wants this so much. He can't stop, he can never stop, especially with you singing so sweetly to him. When you arch into his touch and whisper his name softly, like a secret no one can discover, his breath hitching. Aemond can't stop.

A specific thrust makes you let out a high-pitched meow, your hands pulling at the linen on the sheets and he moans along, releasing your breast with a wet pop to look at your face. You have your lips parted, your long eyelashes touching the top of your cheeks, your eyebrows furrowed in sweet agony. He thrusts a little faster, rubbing your clit with more pressure, taking in your presence and the feeling of your tiny, supple body, preening at every sound that leaves your lips.

Sounds so sweet, so beautiful; he considers himself a sinner with the way something so innocent and angelic makes his blood boil and his cock throb with need inside his pants, surely soaking the fabric with the way he feels himself leaking.

“Fuck, you’re going to kill me, baby...”

And yet, he doesn't think he cares about dying by your hands when things turn out like this. He is admitting defeat without any embarrassment now; he can bear the dull weight of war, he can bear his own mind trying to destroy him at every turn, he can bear the betrayal of his own family and the demands of his duties. He can bear with anything.

Anything except being without you.

With an impatient grunt, his fingers tug at the soft skirt of your nightdress, bunching the thing at your waist as he rips your underwear down your legs. You don't try to stop him, but you don't try to help him either, remaining almost motionless against the bed, and he feels like he can growling at you like an animal for that - stubborn girl. He hates and loves this about you in equal intensity. He's almost rough and punishing as he hooks the back of your knee into the inside of his elbow, pushing your leg up to your breasts. And then you're giving up your fight, sighing - all anxious expression, furrowing your eyebrows and biting your lip as he hurriedly unzips his pants and pulls them down just enough to pull his cock out, slamming the wet, throbbing head over your clit before sliding his entire length along your folds.

You moan, he moans. The slide is wet and he can't tell if it's all you, if it's all him, if it's all both. He doesn't care, honestly. All that matters is how his cock is thrusting into your heat, hitting your clit with luscious pokes, coaxing more of those sweet sounds from your pretty lips.

He hooks your other leg in the crook of his elbow and does exactly what he did with the other, trapping you between him and the bed in a position where your entire pussy is presented to him. With his hands flat beside your head, he brings his face closer to yours, the leather covering his chest pushing your knees further into your breasts. You moan through your teeth, unable to do anything but tighten your hands around his shoulders. He smiles slowly, drunk on the sensations, still gently sliding the length of his cock into your folds.

Aemond doesn't look away from you, enchanted by the way you dance between looking at the sapphire stone and the deep lilac of his functional eye. You've always done this, he thinks - saying one was as beautiful as the other, impossible to choose.

“I’m giving myself to you, love…I’m yours.” He whispers softly, husky, needy to you. "Will you do the same from now on?"

He’s so close he feel how your heart races violently at his words, slamming against your ribcage as you take a deep breath. Every expression on your flushed face makes him sure you're going to have an intense crying fit, but even when the liquid in your eyes pours down the side of your eyes, you keep yourself almost in one piece. You look deeply into his eye as your shoulders shake. "Y-yes." You exhale, fragile. “Yes, yes, yes,” your voice sings repeatedly, with quick, confused nods, tears streaming from your eyes.

He can't hold back the husky sound that leaves his lips, his cock pulsing in reaction to your obvious fragility exposed to him.

"Yeah?" He asks breathlessly and it's very slow - as he thrusts inside you, thrusting his hips back and forth once, twice, three times until your pussy swallows as much of his cock as it can, until the tip of his hip bones rub it against your thighs. And it's so intense, so obscene – the position he puts you in, the full weight of his body pinning you to the bed, broad shoulders hiding you from view, silver hair like a curtain around the two of you, your mouth falling open in a silent scream and his releasing small curses between clenched teeth... debauchery.

You give his shoulders a few desperate slaps as he fills you, your tight ring of muscle stretched to accommodate his girth, and no matter how long it takes him to prepare you, no matter how wet you are, he knows there's always that initial pain that rips through your groin as he pushes into you. It makes you sway beneath him, little tearful sobs that are like the sweetest song to him.

Another curse muttered in deep Valyrian was his only warning as his palms sink into the softness of the bed. Your own hands looking desperate too, one tangled in the silver base of his hair at the back of his neck and the other gripping the material of his leather shirt, a strangled moan catching in your throat as he begins to fuck you slowly. You can only hold on as he pulls and pushes his body above you with each deep thrust, his impatience shown only in the forceful and violent way in which his hands grip the bed sheets.

He leans into you a little more, moving his hips in different ways, testing the angles until he makes more of those tears well up in your eyes as your pleasure increases almost painfully. Your moans quickly turn into babbling when a particularly strong movement of his hips makes you shake all over. The way your tight pussy tries to contain him and suck him in at the same time drives him crazy, feral.

He won't last long. He already knew this before it even started, but now, feeling your walls squeezing the life out of him after so long deprived of it, with your cute little noises getting louder and louder, with your expression drunk with lust and sadness, the buzz of battle still vibrating through his veins... Aemond feels release approaching shamefully fast for him.

He'll make it up to you later, Aemond promises himself. When the hot need subsides at least a little in his system, he'll take off his dirty war clothes, maybe ask you to take a shower with him. He'll soap your body and tease you until you're riding his cock in the tub at your own pace, his fingers rolling your little clit with each bounce of your hips. He will lay you on the bed and love every inch of your soft body, worship your skin with kisses and hickeys. He will part your thighs and bury his fingers and tongue in your wet softness. He will rip orgasm after orgasm out of you until you are hoarse from screaming, until your body is physically unable to continue.

He will do it all.

He has done it in the past, many times.

Now, however, all he needs is to find his release, to unload those months of forced distance inside his trembling body. But Aemond will be damned if he doesn't bring you along with him.

He leans down to press his forehead against yours, pushing your legs against your body further, lips parting with hoarse, breathless moans that escaped him with each thrust and the sweet pleas you murmured incoherently. The movement of his hips quickens, one hand leaving its blunt grip on the sheets to squeeze between your thighs, poking your clit in tight circles, his cock hitting a spot inside your walls that makes you shiver and tremble in anticipation.

“Aemond…” you cry, digging your nails into the back of his neck, pulling his body towards yours, as if you weren’t already physically as close as possible.

He growls at your plea.

“My little, innocent wife,” Aemond giggles wildly as your pussy clamps down on his length again, your climax approaching, his thumb rotating a steady rhythm on your clit. If only your mind was clear enough to form a coherent thought, maybe you'd complain that the rhythm of his cock in your pussy would be painful, that the continuous and harsh scratching of his clothes hurts the soft and delicate flesh of your body, but you don't say anything, not now. You just accept what he gives you. And he knows you missed him as much as he missed you. “Always so good to me baby.”

Aemond watches you intently, unable to look away from the pleasure that shows on your face. You're shaking, lost in your wet breaths and high-pitched, broken cries, your legs trapped between his body, welcoming him. You're tight and small, his sweet wife, and Aemond can feel your cracks stretching, a spider's web of fractured thought and temptation too much for anyone to bear, and as much as he knows it's impossible, he wants this moment to last forever. Aemond is undone. A fool in love. And it's sad. And it's beautiful. It's being at home.

"Mine." His murmur echoes next to your lips, both of you breathing each other's breath, his rhythm starting to falter, the searing heat rushing through his body beneath those layers of heavy clothing makes him dizzy, but he doesn't stop, he doesn't stop. “So pure, so beautiful, so delicate…” he caresses your clit without faltering with a rumbling purr as his cock swells inside you. “Ngh...oh fuck, so tight. You're going to get everything, aren't you, darling? All of me.” His own teeth graze your neck as you arch and scream in pleasure. “Be a good girl and don't let anything leak, hmmm…”

He fucks you roughly, your name dancing on his lips like a prayer in the dark. Aemond savors this moment with the veneration it deserves, the final chase. The two of you so broken, so vulnerable, shaking with pleasure for each other. He rubs your pussy, hips slamming into you at lightning speed.

And finally, gods yes, it finally happens.

"Aemond! A-Aemond, please! Please-" You throw your head back, your lewd pleas turning into a broken scream as you explode around him. Your face is flushed and glistening with a subtle sheen of sweat, tears streaming down. It's all he can take. You convulse and break and the sensation of his cock swelling with the resulting explosions of hot cum filling you follows shortly after. As your body and pussy tremble and clench, he finally releases his own pleasure, biting down hard on your shoulder to muffle his husky moans, spilling himself deep inside you, the continuous spasms of your orgasm milking every drop from him. You and he cum together, and even in the hazy haze of climax, he thinks he's never experienced something so sublime, so perfect.

You're both shaking as you come down from the waves of mutual pleasure, and Aemond is especially careful now, gently unfolding your legs from that tight position to allow you to stretch them, which earns him a long, grateful, relieved moan. He slowly pulls away until he's kneeling between your thighs, watching raptly as you bite your lip as his cock leaves your heat. A tight grip circles around your parted thighs, lifting them up a little to expose your dripping pussy. He looks almost in awe as he watches his seed flow steadily from your abused pussy.

But Aemond is selfish and his cum doesn't belong on the crumpled, sweaty sheets. No, he told you to keep it safe inside you and that's what would happen. His fingers slip into the wet mess of cum in your folds, pushing as gently as he can all the thick liquid inside you again.

You're too tired to react, but you still sob softly at the sensation, subtly squirming on the bed, legs shaking from being held in the same position for so long. He looks at you, icy lilac gaze half-lidded with lust, blue stone glowing in the flames of the fire. He looks at the soft, creamy flesh of your sweaty body. He longs to see dark spots and bite marks, a way of proving that you belong to him. He lifts his head, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh, just above your left breast. His teeth leave crescent moons on your skin and you scream loudly at the stinging sensation, but you don't stop him. He walks away, admiring the constellations he had traced on your skin. Painting you for him, marking you as something unique to him.

You sniffle and blink wet eyelashes at him. He kisses his bite, murmuring gentle words to you, his lips trailing up with soft sucks and wet kisses in your throat until he brushes against your lips. And it's then, and only then, that he realizes he hasn't kissed you yet. He doesn't know why he didn't do it, given that it's probably the thing he misses most about you. Feeling the softness of your lips on his, the gradual way a small, innocent kiss quickly evolves into something more urgent, the way you immediately struggle to keep up with his pace, his hunger as he swallows your cute sighs and your ragged breaths as he suck your tongue.

Yes. This is what Aemond longs for. How easily he could make you fall apart in his hands.

Taking into account the way that you blush and look down at his lips, you're thinking the same thing. He smiles mischievously, slowly leaning in for a deep kiss, fingers damp with your juices and his cum resting on your jawline. Your little hands sink into his hair until you lightly scrapes your nails across his scalp, making Aemond shudder. The fingers of his other hand cup your hip, tracing the line of the bone in gentle patterns. His nose bumps yours as his tongue dances in your hot mouth, spreading in you the taste of smoke and revenge that seems to follow him at absolutely every moment now. And like his perfect antithesis, you gasp, let him savor your sweet, fruity flavor - so fuckin sweet.

Your legs circle his waist, making him press against your heat, quickly reigniting the flame of need within him. You lick it off his tongue, moan when he sucks your bottom lip and bites it, you beg between quick breaths and Aemond continues to rub himself against you, the kiss becoming sloppier, driving him crazy with how irresistible you are in this state. You give yourself completely to Aemond, without asking questions or making new complaints, and it drives him crazy.

"You are mine. Only mine. And you will never leave me again, do you understand?" He murmurs as he pulls away, both of you panting, looking seriously into your water-bright eyes, noting how they're a little wide and your mouth is swollen and wet from his kisses.

A few tears slide down your face, but you smile shakily at him, the hand in his hair stroking the silver strands lovingly.

"I am yours, Aem. Now and forever." Honesty bleeds into your shallow voice, your little fingers on your other hand tentatively tangling with the buckles of his shirt to open it.

Aemond rests his forehead against yours and truly smiles for the first time in a long, long time. Not a malicious, mocking or condescending smile... No, this time his lips are stretched into a small, but genuine, honest smile.

And it's because of you.

Because he knows he got what he wanted so much. He has you again. He was resilient, he was patient and he was fair. He fought and, with his efforts, created a space just for himself within your heart. He knows you're still unhappy with everything that's going on, and no matter how much he wants to, he can't change that. He can only strengthen you to bear it. It can only burrow deeper into your body and your heart until you are able to forget the atrocities that are happening around you - the horrible things that he is doing. It's a gaping hole in your chest that leaves you continually bleeding, he knows, but the exposed cut is so sweet, and here he is, licking the wound like an animal, with all the violent, relentless gentleness he has to offer as the vengeful prince that he is.

He wraps his arms around you, pushing his cock back into your abused pussy in a deep movement that draws a broken sound from both of you, pulling you against his chest. He rubs his sweaty face against your throat, your face, your hair. His voice syrupy and thick as he whispers, "I love you."

Fuck. Aemond would never let you go.

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OUT NOW for FREE, Laika Wallace’s second novel, Lured to the Lake

cover art by @snommie

Learning how to love your family, love yourself, and love the people right in front of you…

The second installment in the Shimmering Lake Summer Camp series, Lured to the Lake follows Ava and Sid as they attend the second session of camp, one year after Ronnie and Morgan did.

Ava and her siblings, Gwen and Henry, have lived a long life of hardship. Even now that they’re living happily with their adoptive family, they struggle to handle the way life has treated them. Ava feels she will never be free of the shadow of their father, with Henry mirroring him more and more every day. When even the camp proves to not be a safe escape for her, it takes a lot, from love to magic, for her to feel safe again. But at the end of the summer, she discovers she is more than a scared little girl.

Meanwhile, Sid finds himself caught in this strange world. He thinks he's falling in love with a fellow camper, Hafsa, who can turn into a lion. He's trying to wrangle Gwen as she creeps around in the swamp on cryptic missions. He's not even able to sleep through the night with the mourning wailing of a kelpie-- not just any kelpie, but his glittering white stallion-- floating through his head like a magical song. He's not sure why, but he might be falling in love with him, too.

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༄“I would set the world on fire for you” | LN4 ⟢

Parings: lando norris x gf!reader.

Summary: after the Brazil GP, lando comes home to the worst week of his year. Also, it was his birthday. So even though the world hates him, you wanna make sure he is loved and he did nothing wrong. And that if you could you would set the world on fire for him.

Word count: +5k.

Warnings: written and smau. angst and fluff at the same time. Anxiety attack. Overthinking. Selfhatred. Language. And that’s it. I’m not a native English speaker so there could be (so many) errors. Not proofread.

Author’s note: lately I NEED to write things to cope with my feelings so here it is. Hope Vegas is good to all of my boys 💌 don’t forget to like, reflow or comment! Ur support its way loved here. and follow me so we can be friends :3 (and drink mate together!)

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Your heart was completely shattered. Your heart was racing to get out of your car at the airport. In exactly 20 minutes your boyfriend will be back home after the worst weekend ever imagined. You couldn't assist the Brazilian GP because of your work schedule. You had a few meetings after Mexico gp. And you felt so guilty about it. You knew lando would be more protected if you were there. At least in the intimacy of you, emotionally speaking. Having someone there for him to hug and to comfort him. to calm his mind. To stop the self hatred you knew it was playing right now in his head.

Lando is an overthinker and you get him because you were also one. You knew to which scenarios his mind can travel to and how painful it can be for him to live with himself sometimes. You were fighting your tears reading all of the atrocious things people commented online. You knew that wasn't real life. But you also knew he would see all that and how that would weigh in his heart. They can never let him win. And the worst part was only because it was just him. Other drivers could do or say worse things and everybody would laugh and brush it off. But when it came to Lando, he was a monster, a loser, an arrogant son of a bitch. That hurt deeply. Because in reality lando is the sweetest soul you have ever met. And you knew how vulnerable he could be. Tho you always admired him for that. You always thought that the bravest and strongest people in this world are the ones that admit to need help, the ones that are vulnerable and open about it. In a world this cruel, that was no easy task. But he did time and time again.and he did even knowing how shitty people were gonna be to him. Though, he did it for people he knew that counted on him. Lando always talks about how people sometimes come to him saying he has saved their lives and the impact he had on them. It's something beautiful yet that weighted on his shoulders as well, you thought.

You crossed the airport gates. Anxiety shaking your whole body. You wanted to hug him so bad. To tell him everything was gonna be fine.

You opened the flight information he sent you before his plane took off so you looked for the probable gate he was coming out of when landed. Even though you were anxious you were also relieved that he was home with you.

After a few minutes passed by, a lot of people started coming out of the door you were waiting for. You started gazing at everyone just to find him. After a bunch of people got out, there he was. One of the last ones to go through the door. When you saw him your body almost came undone. You were out of air for a moment while the two of you got closer. When he is finally within reach, you give him the strongest hug you could. He melted on you, hugging you by your neck. Not much time passed when you heard him crying hid in your neck. Your heart that was shattered, broke immediately. You tighter your grip unto him. He started to sob and you couldn't hold your own tears at that point. You knew he had the worst time on that flight, alone with his cruel thoughts torturing him for hours. And there was nothing that you could do to protect him. You couldn't say a word. There was nothing that you could say that it would make things better right now.

Lando was sobbing and shaking. His levels of anxiety reached a high when he saw you standing there looking for him desperately with your eyes. He needed you. But life’s a bitch and you couldn't stay with him throughout the whole American leg. He came undone in your arms. He needed to hug you for so long. He was broken. His mind replying to all the mistakes he made. All of his wrong decisions. All of the shit he said. He was embarrassed, angry and defeated. He was ashamed of himself. Disgusted. Frustrated and scared.

Yu rubbed his back trying to comfort him in the hug and trying to not cry so you could be the strong one for him. He needed you, you knew it. And you wanted to fix all of this in a snap of fingers, but you couldn't.

“It’s okay baby. You are gonna be alright, I promise. I love you. You’re home now ", Yu said, to make him feel at least slightly better. When he heard you he started sobbing even harder. You let him take all the time he needed. While doing so, you tried to see where you were and how you could, if someone was recording and taking a picture. Fortunately you were almost alone. It was the last flight arriving for today. You feel relieved knowing this won't be used against him by the cruel internet trolls.

(...)

The drive home was silent. No music, no speaking. He didn't even look at you the whole ride. He was looking through the window avoiding any contact with society you thought while driving your Audi R8 V10 GT RWD through the illuminated Monaco streets. It was around 9pm. You had cooked for him some home made pasta you knew he adored. You just wanted him to feel better.

When you got home, he took his bags to the room with your help. You left his second suitcase next to his wardrobe and saw him lying on the bed.

“I made your fav homemade pasta. Do you want me to bring it here and eat it in bed?” you offered him with a soft voice. He was looking to the ceiling. He did not answer right away, but after a few moments he did.

“I'm not hungry, but thank you. Maybe i'll eat later” he said with a deep cracky voice and turned himself in the bed showing you his back. You frowned a bit.

He couldn't look at you. He hated that you could see him like this. He was ashamed of himself drawing in self pity and self hatred. He felt he let you down.

“Aln, did you eat something during the flight at least?” you asked worriedly, walking forward to the bed so you could get closer to him. You sat on the table next to his back looking at him. You didn't want to touch him just because you didn't know if he would want you to. You didn't want to be invasive. You stayed in silence for a few minutes. You understood he didn't eat, that he didn't want to either or speak. So you stood up and let him have his alone time closing the door gently behind your back.

You ate alone that night.in silence just as if you could hear him from your kitchen aisle. The past was really good. You turned off your phone after washing the dishes and tidied the kitchen and living room up. You didn't want to see what social media was saying about your lover before bed. It was already enough scrolling and reading so many people wishing lando to die. That was the hardest part of it all. You left your phone charging on the kitchen counter and went to your shared room. When you entered he was already showered getting into the bed again. You half smiled at him even though he couldn't see you. You put on your pajamas in silence and climbed up the bed. He looked at you while you were getting comfortable next to him.

Your eyes met. Any of you said anything. Just looked at each other trying to read each other thought as if that was possible. He licked his dry lips. His eyes turned glassy.

“I messed everything up,” he said almost in a whisper. Your heart is breaking again. You shook your head at him getting closer and bringing him into your chest. You hugged him tightly.

“No you didnt baby. Sometimes people are just mean, you know? They will interpret things as the wish” you said softly rubbing his back and arm and caressing his hair gently. He felt a bit better under your frame. He felt protected but as a little kid when missbehaved so now he tries to find comfort. He didn't want to cry.he was trying hard not to let tears stream down his cheeks. You kissed his forehead and made him look at you. “I know you dont wanna talk about it but i love and i am so deeply and entirely proud of you” you whisper close to his face. You saw him pout and the first tears coming down his face. You hugged him tightly. He hid in your neck and eventually fell asleep. You wanted to set the world on fire for this. You wanted to ruin every single person who says awful things about it. The comments, the media. You wanted to destroy everything and everyone just to protect him. He doesn't deserve this. He is an angel and you can't believe the world could only see the devil in him.

Lando tried to sleep but he couldn't. Everytime he closed his eyes, all of the tragic scenes from the race replayed in his mind. How the car felt, the rain, the radio messages, Oscar's voice, comments from his engineer . everything replayed in his head torturing him the worst way possible. He felt like getting down. He felt alone and miserable. He remembered Oscar words replying in his mind over and over again. “You will eventually make it, mate”. It was a positive message but he replayed it like a fucking nightmare.

What if he never makes it? What if he doesn't have what it takes? What if people are right? What if he is actually a monster and deserves to die? What if he did? Would they like him again or figure him out? Would anyone care about his feelings? Why does it have to be him and not someone else? Why are they all so cruel to him?

He couldn't stop thinking about every single detail about the weekend. He didn't want to celebrate his birthday anymore. He had you there but couldn't look at you. He felt disgusted by himself. He can't control it. He wants to go back into go karts and stop the time when he was actually happy and having fun with his friends. Now that line between friends and enemies is so blurry for him. Max didn't talk to him like before when all of this shit started. He knew Max was really competitive, of course he did, everyone knew it since day 1. But what about their friendship? Lando shit talked, max shit talked. He felt so confused even by his own feelings around this whole shitty situation or championship situation. Whatever you want to call it.

(...)

When you woke up the next morning he was gone. You felt kind of confused for a bit. You heard him talking so you guessed he was speaking on the phone. When you got up from bed you walked out the room to find him. When you got closer to the living room you knew he was talking to Max on facetime because you heard his voice.

“Morning, guys” you said, getting into the kitchen for some water to take your thyroid pills. Lando looked at you half-smile.

“Good morning baby” he said as sweetly as he could. You smiled at him. Before coming back to your room to shower and stuff you went and gave him a good morning kiss making Max almost throw up when he saw you in a funny way. You showed him the middle finger and disappeared so he could talk in private with his mate. You respected his place a lot. And i guess that’s why you understand so much each other.

(...)

The following day things got worse. Lando hasn't eaten any meal you prepared for him, didn't even want to have take out or anything. You found him crying in the kitchen and in the garden by the pool of your house. His anxiety was killing him, you knew. The desperation and guilt were eating him alive and you didn't know what to do rather than try to talk and comfort him.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room. His sight was fixed on the floor without moving. You got alarmed because you knew what was going on. You got close slowly to not trigger him even more. His face was red, his hands sweaty and shaking. You sat on the floor diagonal from him looking at him. Slowly and gently you grabbed his hands trying to capture his brain's attention and get him out of the fog he was in. You were almost sure he was having an anxiety attack and he started because of your touch. You gently rubbed your fingers in his hands. He was out of breath for a moment and you got scared so you tried to do as your therapist told you in case someone you know goes through this.

“Lan, can you hear me? Try to pay attention to my voice okay? I'm here and I'm with you dull be alright” you said really softly trying to make him look at you. You looked for his eyes with your gaze. “It’s not as terrible as you think, baby, I promise. You aren't all of those things people comment” you used your words carefully. His hands caught your strength and so you reassured him. You saw his pout becoming deeper. You hurt to see him like this. It was so unfair. He doesnt deserve this, god. And he broke. He broke down again. His tears streamed down his face. Sobbing in so much pain. You sat next to him to hug him tightly once more. But now you knew it was worse. He was shaking under your arms.you let him go through this. So he can let go of all of this shit inside him. “I promise lando, you aren't all of those things. People are just mean and cruel. You are a good baby and so talented. Gifted. You have it in you I promise, I can see it” you tried to comfort him with your words as well, trying to distract your mind from the tragic thought he was dealing with by himself. A few tears fell down your face. It was a hard time. And you were trying to be strong for him.

“I'm so stupid I'm sorry” he sobbed and you shook your head.

“No, Lando, you aren't. I promise okay? Believe me.i know you and you aren't. And this will pass. All the people that know you for real, we love you and we are so proud of you. You had an amazing year. You are fucking fighting a three time world champion, even sooner than he did with lewis back in 2021. That’s huge my love. Your dream is near, I just know it. Because I know you, and you’ll make it, baby. You didn't let anyone down. You're getting stronger so when you finally make it, all of these moments will make it taste so much better and sweeter” you explained while rubbing his back. Your words made an effect on him. Heslowly calming down. He didn't want to let you go. He wanted to just stay there in your arms. Where he felt safe and sound. Noone could hurt him there. That was what made him fall for you. You saw him. You knew him. And you care about him. He was finally important for someone for being lando, and not lando norris formula one driver. His past lovers left him feeling confused whether they loved him for him or their idea of him. You came outta nowhere and blew him away. You were brutally honest, no filter yet so gentle and caring with your words. He thought his perfect girl didn't exist but then there was you, listening to him for hours if he needed to. Giving him the best advice and clearing his perspective. Always cheering him up. Cracking jokes so he could distract and feel relaxed. Heknew he was in love with you the moment you offered to give him a ride because he was drunk as well at a new years party. It was normal but the fact that a stranger could do that for him blew his mind. He never admitted afraid people would think it’s weird. But it is what it is. Your smile ended him right there and when you started cracking jokes he didn't want to live in that damn car for the rest of his life. So here you are 4 years later,and you still be the greatest person in the world and the one who knew him the most. He felt your lips on his forehead. For a moment he thought about leaving racing. What if his life was better without it in it? He could go back to Bristol and be with his friends. With you. Maybe start a family and have a normal job so you could spend each day together. He started crying again at that thought. He loved racing but this year was the hardest yet amazing one.

He finally calmed down after a few minutes in silence. He looked at you with puppy eyes. You caressed his face gently brushing a few tears falling down still.

“Would you be there with me? Could you?” he asked, making you a bit confused. And he noticed. “To the races. I need you there. Please. To every race and when I become a champion,would you be there with me? You could feel he's scared. You half smiled at him melting as his comment.

“Of course I'll be there, baby. I’ll always be there for and with you. If I could , I would set the whole world on fire just for you. Never doubt it, okay?” he nodded and you pulled him closer to give him so many little kisses around his whole face making him gigle a little.

“I love you, y/n” he said looking at you fondly.

“I love you, lando. Everything’s gonna be alright” you said, assuring him and gave a peck on his lips. “Go have a shower and dress cute im gonna take you out on a date before your birthday” you said more lighful to cheer him up and his face lit up.

“Really?” you noddedat him and send him to shower agin funny. Before going with him so yhou both looked facy, you needed to say something to the world. You couldnt stay crossed arms and do nothing about it.

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user45: ur as dumb as he is. you cant defend him. he sucks and thats it darling. don lie to yourself.

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You turned off your phone once again. You were already so fed up with it all. Let them talk. You were sure they would choke with their own shit eventually.

but continued with the day. Lando was still a little off but he was looking better so maybe he is actually feeling better. You took out to dinner at a restaurant he always dreamed of going to. He was so happy to be there. The food was delicious. It was near the beach though it is colder here so we looked at it through the glass window. You gossip and talk about anything and everything as if everything was alright. And it was a fact it was. Because this is real life. Not social media. A few people stopped you while eating to ask for pictures and Lando said yes every time you even became a photoshoot photographer. Nice people telling him nice things was what he needed right now. Plus, you would never be pissed off by his fans. You were actually grateful for them. Of course, some can be disrespectful but you knew the real one was it. You really embraced Lando's life even though it’s nothing like the life you’d dreamed of to have one day. But he is the boy of your dreams so why would it be a problem.

November, 13th

When the clock hit midnight, the restaurant made a cake for him so we all sang him happy birthday. You chose his favorite type of cake. He giggled all nervous and shy. His cheeks red while his eyes showed a little sparkle while watching the candles. He blew them. You recorded the whole thing and took so many pictures. He thanked the staff and staff of the restaurant and they let you enjoy the cake in comfort. Your heart was full to see him a little back again.

After The restaurant kicked you out because they needed to close, you decided to do a road trip through the mountains of monaco. You always enjoy a good ride with good music and good company. And you also had sex in the car. You kind of guessed he needed to take his frustrations out somehow because you had the rough sex you really enjoyed. He joked it was his best birthday present making you laugh. He was joking again.

“Thank you” he said while gently rubbing your naked chest. You were seated on him. You smiled and leaned for a soft kiss on his lips. You really loved him. And all you wanted for him was happiness and well being. And you would do anything to make sure he is okay.

You came back home and had another round of sex. Enjoying yourselves in intimacy. Lando finally fell asleep after a terrible few days, in the calm of your body. His face on your bare chest. You clothed him and fell asleep relieved.

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yourusername: What can I say about you? There's no words that can describe your greatness. Or my feelings for you. I'm so grateful you were born on November 13th. 25 years ago my best friend and the love of my life was brought to this world. And sometimes what unfair is that, right? A world that is so cruel to you. A world that doesn't deserve your greatness and kindness nor your attention. You are the greatest son, brother, uncle, friend and lover. Anyone who says otherwise doesn't actually know you. We are all so lucky that you choose us to spend your time on this world with. Thank you for being who you care. For caring about the people you love and making sure we are alright and happy. Thank you for being the light that you are for so many lives. Thank you for being vulnerable. I admire you so much, lan. You are the strongest and bravest human I know. so honest and open. Anyone who says otherwise, actually, doesn't know you. I know this is not the best birthday of your life, but I promise you I'll try to make it better. Thank you for being who you are to me. I promise I see you and I care. You're the love of my life. And I'm so lucky you love me over any other human out there. So happy birthday to the prettiest and most genuine, real, fun, kind, warm person I have the chance to call mine everyday. Hope you have the best day you can have right now. That’s the least you deserve. I love you forever bestie. Don’t ever change.

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So you had a master plan for Lando's birthday. You went to the Hilton hotel for some coffee with Max and Lando of course. We lied and said pietra couldn't make it because she had a meeting and Lando believed. Truth was, you have contacted all of his friends and arregened flights so everyone could make it to Monaco on time. Pietra was the one in your house. You left her a spare key yesterday evening after coffee with alex. You gave her the directions and the idea of what you wanted while you and Max distracted Lando until 7pm, she decorated the house and received all of his friends. Lando had no clue of what was going on but he was so happy it was the second cake you brought to him. You recorded the moment and seeing him smile made your heart melt.

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landonorris: I love you greatest girlfriend there to exist. Thank u for everything and specially for making this day so much better. Ur an Angel ❤️‍🩹

⤷ yourusername: I love u more Angel ❤️‍🩹 the least you deserve is to be loved and happy.

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Landostan: THANK U FOR EXISTING AND TAKING SUCH CARE OF HIM UR A QUEEN I LOVE U WE LOVE U

carlossainz55: ur the best 🫶🏻

⤷ yourusername: te extraño hermano we need to double date with Rebecca again asap!

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When 7pm came around we all “decided” to go to your house and eat pizza for dinner. Lando even said to me that they could do a stream and have fun for a bit. You agreed and all knowing that wasn't gonna happen. The ride home was so much fun. You spent the 20 minute ride screaming a one direction song from the top of your lungs. You sang Lando ‘through the dark’ And he sang ‘You and i’.it was lovely, Max almost threw up when you kissed. Luckily he was driving so he hadn't watched much of your pda.

You got out of the car trying to play it cool though you were so nervous. You saw Max texting Pietra that you were close.the lights were off. And silent. Your nervousness took over you when you tried to open the door but let the keys fall nervously. Thankfully Max and Lando were discussing which type of pizza they would order. Finally you opened the door, lando behind you and so you turned on the lights.

Everyone jumped from everywhere saying happy birthday in unison. Yoursmile was so big but when you saw lando his smile was even bigger.

“Surprise!” you said and lando was still processing it. But when his friend started hugging him he started crying out of joy. He thought his friends weren't coming this year because of their busy schedule.but that was a lie you made them tell so lando wouldn suspect anything. Fortunately, they all kept the secret safe. Lando was so happy.

You all spent the night playing poker, drinking gin and tonics and surrounded by laughter and love. In the moment, around everybody, you felt lucky to be there. Especially to be in landos life. Everyone was so sweet and good just like him. He deserves the world.

Everyone went home around 2 am. You were exhausted and tipsy at the end of the night. So you put your pajamas on and sled straight on the bed. Lando wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Thank you for everything. It was a great birthday. Thank u for always taking care of me always.you make me the happiest” he said under a whisper looking at you. He looked so gorgeous with that little smile and tired eyes. You stroked his cheek gently, smiling.

“You deserve to be happy darling. You are unstoppable. Better days at work will come,I know.but im grateful that you have so much love surrounding you. I love you” he smiled widely listening to you and leaned to kiss you with so much feelings and passion. You were the greatest thing that ever happened to him and also the greatest decision he has ever made when he asked you out.

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f1gossipofficial: here it is @/yourusername at the McLaren garage ready for fp1 cheering for his 4 year boyfriend @/landonorris! Lando was asked about the whole drama around the Brazil gp and his birthday and her statement and he said ‘I’m lucky to have her. I would set the world on fire for her. So yeah. We are the same that is why we work so well. It was a great birthday though. She brought my whole group of friend to Monaco for a poker night so yeah’ also he said that if it wasn’t for her he would’ve collapsed on his overthinking but thankfully she was there. We love a power couple on the grid!! What do we think about all of this? #LasVegasGP2024

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User1873: they are both the same shit tbh

User23: I LOVE THEM GREATEST COUPLE ON THE GRID

User29873: I don’t like lando but she cute supporting him like that. I saw she gave a kiss to him before getting into the car. They seem in love!

⤷ Usrr988: I KNOW TIGHT I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY I CAUGHT THAT KISS IN THE OFFICIAL TRANSMISSION

Yourbff: she is the greatest person you would know!! Let’s go lan!!!

User564: Max will win the dwc and NOTHING would change that or move me so

User90: omg she is so pretty

y/nstan: how lucky lando is to have her. She is always the sweetest to all of his fans. And also funny. Such a queen!

User897: where are the pictures of them arriving together????????! I NEED THEM

⤷ user45: so iconic need to marry asap

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It was the day. The day you were back to media duties. Back to being a target for social media. Back supporting your boyfriend no matter what. You even went on media day to be there for him if he needed it. You chatted with everyone around to entertain yourself while he was doing interviews.

Oscar helped a lot and the whole McLaren team to make Lando feel safe and actually enjoy the weekend. You Were grateful for it. At least they decided not to be dicks in front of his face.

Fp1 was about to start and you were proudly there in the garage to cheer on him. You were also anxious because you felt things almost like him and this competition is rather never racking. You kissed him gently but shortly. A good luck kiss before getting into the car. He smiled widely.

“Go be the best you can be. You’re great” you told him sweetly.

“I'll try my best to impress you,” he replied, letting go of your hand.

“You already do everyday babe” you said smiling making him grin before walking into the car to start the first session of the weekend.

You watched from there how fp1 unfolded hoping this would be a great weekend.

── .✦ FIN

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Capricorn energy is disciplined, ambitious, and focused on long-term goals, shaped by the steady influence of Saturn. Unlike signs that prioritize spontaneity, Capricorn in each House brings a sense of responsibility, urging us to build, achieve, and honor our commitments. By exploring its path through the Houses, we uncover how this determined energy influences various life areas, encouraging us to embrace structure, patience, and perseverance. This journey reveals the unique ways Capricorn drives us to reach our highest potential, guiding us toward a life grounded in accomplishment, resilience, and a legacy of hard work and integrity.

𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Aries rising, Capricorn governs the 10th house, the house of career, public life, and achievements. With Capricorn ruling this house, Aries risings are driven to establish themselves in society through hard work, determination, and resilience. Although Aries risings naturally possess a fiery drive and eagerness, the Capricorn influence in their 10th house tempers this with a desire to build a lasting legacy. They understand the importance of patience and strategic planning in reaching their goals. Capricorn’s influence suggests that Aries risings aim to earn respect and recognition through dedication, often choosing a career path that provides them with stability, structure, and a strong foundation. They may feel a deep responsibility to fulfill their ambitions and may take on leadership roles that require accountability and wisdom over time. This placement calls on Aries risings to embrace both their own passion and Capricorn’s steady approach, realizing that true success comes from discipline, hard work, and the willingness to meet life’s challenges with resilience.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 10th-house energy of discipline and resilience flows directly into the self. The native may possess a mature, serious demeanor and an innate sense of responsibility. They bring focus and perseverance to their career ambitions, and while they may face challenges early on, they develop a strong, enduring sense of self. Their approach to career is pragmatic, and they are likely to earn respect for their grounded outlook and determination.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may approach career and finances with patience and a desire for long-term security. They often build wealth slowly, valuing stability and reliability in their financial affairs. Their career may involve managing resources or responsibilities that require careful planning, and they may rise to success through persistence and resourcefulness.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 10th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may find a career path that involves teaching, writing, or other forms of structured communication. They may take a methodical approach to learning, valuing knowledge that supports their long-term goals. Their communication style is likely practical, clear, and serious, and they bring authority to their words.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may come from a family that instills discipline and ambition, and they may feel a responsibility to build a stable home as part of their life’s work. They often carry a strong sense of duty to family, and this may influence their career choices, as they seek a path that offers security and stability for their loved ones.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy of ambition and responsibility channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a structured approach to their creative pursuits, often excelling in art forms that require patience and mastery. They may approach romance cautiously, seeking partners who align with their long-term goals. In their career, they may bring creativity and originality into structured roles, making a name for themselves through focused self-expression.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native is likely to be a disciplined worker, taking their daily responsibilities seriously. They may have a strong work ethic and bring a sense of duty to their career, often earning respect through consistent, reliable efforts. Health and wellness are likely approached with the same discipline, and they value routines that keep them physically and mentally prepared for their responsibilities.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy of responsibility and ambition flows into partnerships. The native may seek partners who share their sense of duty and long-term vision. They are drawn to relationships that are stable and mature, often preferring partnerships that support their career ambitions. Their career path may involve collaborations or alliances that require mutual accountability and respect.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may approach financial or shared responsibilities with caution and seriousness, valuing stability in matters involving joint resources. They may be drawn to professions that require understanding life’s deeper aspects, such as psychology or finance, and they bring a disciplined approach to managing crises or transformative situations in their career.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may pursue higher education or long-distance travel with a practical purpose, often valuing knowledge that contributes to their career. They bring discipline and structure to intellectual pursuits and may be respected for their expertise in philosophical or educational fields, contributing to society with authority and wisdom.

Saturn in the 10th House: With Saturn in its own 10th house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, ambition, and responsibility is strongly expressed in career and public life. The native is driven to achieve lasting success and public respect, often taking on roles that require significant responsibility. They may rise to positions of authority through years of dedication, and they are likely to be known for their reliability, maturity, and work ethic.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may take a structured approach to friendships and social causes, often valuing connections that support their professional goals. They may work toward goals that benefit society and may be seen as a leader in group efforts, bringing discipline and practical vision to social initiatives that align with their career aspirations.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 10th-house energy of discipline and responsibility takes on a more introspective quality. The native may work in fields that allow them to serve others from behind the scenes, possibly in areas related to healing, spirituality, or psychology. They may feel a deep sense of duty toward society, quietly working toward goals that have a meaningful impact. Their career may involve a commitment to understanding life’s hidden or spiritual dimensions, contributing in subtle but powerful ways.

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Taurus rising, Capricorn governs the 9th house, the house of philosophy, higher learning, travel, and spiritual beliefs. With Capricorn ruling this house, Taurus risings are likely to approach philosophy and learning with patience, discipline, and a respect for tradition. They are drawn to knowledge and belief systems that are grounded, practical, and time-tested, often seeking wisdom that can be applied to real-world situations. Capricorn’s influence suggests that Taurus risings may seek higher education or travel that supports their long-term goals, adding structure and purpose to their quest for knowledge. They may find themselves working toward mastery in a particular field, or they may be drawn to careers that require advanced expertise, possibly working with institutions or systems of thought that are well-established. This placement encourages Taurus risings to view philosophy, spirituality, and personal growth as a gradual journey, one that requires dedication, hard work, and the pursuit of truth with integrity.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 9th-house energy of discipline and ambition flows directly into the self. The native carries a serious, grounded presence and a thoughtful approach to life. They bring a sense of responsibility to their personal growth, seeing the journey of self-discovery as something that unfolds over time. They approach philosophical and spiritual beliefs with caution, valuing ideas that stand up to real-world challenges and align with their personal integrity.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may see knowledge and education as valuable resources that contribute to their long-term security. They may invest in learning or travels that support financial stability, often choosing to build their values around solid, dependable beliefs. They value practical wisdom that contributes to their life goals and may see spiritual or philosophical insights as assets.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 9th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may approach learning and communication with patience and a focus on clarity. They take their studies seriously, often drawn to subjects that require rigorous thought. They may also be cautious in sharing their beliefs, often speaking with authority and carefully considered words.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may come from a family that values education, tradition, or spiritual heritage, and they may feel a responsibility to uphold these values. They may take a structured approach to creating a stable, supportive home that reflects their beliefs and ideals. The family may be a strong foundation for their values and personal philosophy.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy of discipline and ambition channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may bring a serious, structured approach to creative projects, preferring art forms or hobbies that allow for skill-building and mastery. They may approach romance cautiously, valuing relationships that share their philosophical outlook. Their creative or romantic pursuits may be influenced by traditional, moral, or philosophical values.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may find purpose in work that aligns with their beliefs, often seeing their job as a path toward personal growth. They may value routines that support mental and spiritual health, incorporating disciplined study or meditation into their daily life. They approach work with a sense of purpose and may seek roles that allow them to apply their values practically.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy of maturity and structure flows into partnerships. The native may seek a partner who shares their respect for tradition, growth, and learning. They are likely to value partnerships that support their journey of self-discovery, and they may attract relationships that provide stability and mutual support in their shared ideals. They are drawn to serious, committed relationships with a philosophical or spiritual dimension.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may approach spiritual beliefs or philosophical subjects with depth and seriousness, often exploring life’s mysteries in a methodical way. They are drawn to knowledge that offers insights into transformation and healing, and they may value relationships or partnerships that allow them to grow spiritually and understand life’s deeper aspects.

Saturn in the 9th House: With Saturn in its own 9th house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, structure, and wisdom is powerfully expressed in philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may take a conservative approach to belief systems, valuing wisdom that has stood the test of time. They may pursue mastery in a field of knowledge, earning respect for their dedication and depth of understanding. Long-distance travel or study may play an essential role in their life journey.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may pursue a career that aligns with their philosophical beliefs, often drawn to roles that allow them to guide, teach, or uphold societal standards. They are likely to achieve recognition for their integrity, discipline, and commitment to their ideals. Their public life may reflect their dedication to personal growth and moral principles, serving as an example for others.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may align with social groups that share their philosophical or spiritual values. They take friendships and social causes seriously, often gravitating toward communities that support personal growth and social responsibility. They may hold positions of respect or leadership within groups that reflect their ideals and moral vision.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 9th-house energy of discipline and ambition takes on a more introspective quality. The native may be drawn to spiritual practices or studies that allow for quiet contemplation and inner growth. They may approach spirituality with a cautious, grounded mindset, often seeking knowledge or practices that provide stability and peace. Their path may involve overcoming inner limitations to access deeper wisdom, with a focus on self-reflection and spiritual integrity.

𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Gemini rising, Capricorn governs the 8th house, the house of shared resources, intimacy, transformation, and psychological insight. With Capricorn ruling this house, Gemini risings are likely to approach matters of trust, joint finances, and emotional depth with a careful, practical, and structured attitude. Capricorn’s influence suggests they are cautious about forming intimate bonds and often take their time to fully trust and open up to others. In matters of shared resources or investments, they prefer a conservative, responsible approach, often planning carefully to ensure stability and security. Transformation and personal growth for Gemini risings often come through facing challenges with resilience and persistence, learning through life’s intense or complex situations. This placement encourages them to build a strong foundation of inner strength, to approach psychological growth steadily, and to use discipline as a tool to transform challenges into wisdom.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 8th-house energy of caution and resilience flows directly into the self. The native exudes a serious, grounded demeanor and likely has an air of maturity. They approach life’s transformative experiences with discipline and are often seen as strong, dependable individuals. In intimacy and close relationships, they take their time to build trust, often valuing stability over emotional risk.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may be cautious in financial matters, valuing long-term stability over short-term gains. They are likely careful with shared resources or investments, bringing structure to their approach to money. Their values around intimacy and trust may develop slowly, and they prefer to invest emotionally in relationships that offer consistency and mutual respect.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 8th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may approach discussions about intimate or deep topics with restraint, often sharing personal insights only after building trust. They value clear, reliable communication in close relationships and may bring a methodical, thoughtful approach to exploring transformative ideas or subjects such as psychology and philosophy.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may experience significant growth and transformation through family relationships, often feeling a deep responsibility toward their family or roots. They may come from a background that emphasizes resilience and hard work, and they approach personal and emotional challenges with maturity. Home life often serves as a foundation for their inner strength.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy of caution and responsibility channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a serious, structured approach to romance, often valuing commitment over casual connections. They may be drawn to creative pursuits that explore themes of transformation, resilience, or depth. Romantic relationships and self-expression often become avenues for personal growth and inner strength.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may find purpose in work that involves crisis management, transformation, or helping others through challenging experiences. They approach their responsibilities with a serious, disciplined mindset, often drawn to roles that require resilience and dedication. Health routines may focus on mental and emotional well-being, providing stability during life’s transformative moments.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy of trust and responsibility flows into partnerships. The native may seek serious, committed relationships that offer depth and support for mutual growth. They approach marriage and partnerships cautiously, valuing loyalty and responsibility. Intimacy may develop slowly but deeply, and they are likely to find transformation and growth through close partnerships that are stable and dependable.

Saturn in the 8th House: With Saturn in its own 8th house, the Capricorn energy of resilience, discipline, and depth is strongly expressed in matters of transformation, intimacy, and shared resources. The native is likely to approach emotional depth and trust cautiously, often learning powerful life lessons through experiences of loss or change. They may be drawn to fields involving psychology, finance, or healing, where they can bring structure and wisdom to complex situations.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may take a structured approach to exploring philosophical or spiritual beliefs, often valuing teachings that address life’s deeper mysteries. They may pursue education or travel experiences that offer insight into resilience, transformation, and self-discovery, appreciating knowledge that has practical, long-lasting value.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may pursue a career in areas that involve finance, psychology, research, or crisis management. They are respected for their depth, authority, and ability to handle challenging situations. Their public life may reflect their dedication to work that involves transformation, and they are likely seen as dependable and capable of managing intense responsibilities.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may approach friendships and social connections cautiously, often valuing quality over quantity in their relationships. They may be drawn to groups or causes that focus on resilience, healing, or personal growth, and they may take on leadership roles within these circles, bringing stability and maturity to social endeavors.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 8th-house energy of discipline and resilience takes on a more introspective quality. The native may seek solitude or spiritual practices that help them process life’s deeper challenges. They approach inner transformation with discipline, often valuing meditation, healing, or introspection as paths to self-discovery. They may feel called to work behind the scenes, supporting others through subtle, transformative contributions.

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Cancer rising, Capricorn governs the 7th house, the house of partnerships, close relationships, and one-on-one connections. With Capricorn ruling this house, Cancer risings tend to seek stability, reliability, and commitment in their relationships. Though Cancer risings may naturally be warm and nurturing, the influence of Capricorn on their 7th house means that they often approach partnerships with seriousness and a sense of responsibility. They are drawn to relationships that offer long-term stability, preferring partners who are grounded, dependable, and able to support their growth. Capricorn’s influence suggests that Cancer risings value mutual respect and loyalty, often looking for a partner who is mature and committed. This placement encourages them to approach relationships with patience, understanding that true connections are built gradually and require dedication. They may encounter relationship lessons that test their endurance and resilience, ultimately leading them to develop a deep understanding of loyalty and responsibility.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 7th-house energy of stability and commitment flows directly into the self. The native may exude a serious, responsible demeanor and often takes relationships very seriously. They approach partnerships with caution and maturity, seeking a partner who aligns with their long-term goals. They are dependable, loyal, and view relationships as lifelong commitments that require dedication.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may be cautious and practical in financial matters within relationships, valuing stability and long-term security in shared resources. They often look for a partner who shares similar values regarding money and security. In relationships, they value loyalty and are willing to invest emotionally and financially in building a stable future together.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 7th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may take a serious, thoughtful approach to communication in partnerships, valuing clarity and mutual understanding. They prefer conversations that focus on practical matters and long-term planning, often bringing a sense of wisdom and maturity to their interactions. They value partners who are reliable and communicative.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may seek a partner who values family stability and is committed to creating a secure home life. They may feel a strong responsibility to their family and home, often approaching marriage as a way to build a lasting legacy. Their relationships are influenced by family values and a desire for emotional security.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy of commitment and maturity channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may approach romance cautiously, valuing loyalty and depth over fleeting attractions. They seek serious, committed relationships and may express themselves romantically in structured, meaningful ways. They may take on responsibilities in love and prefer to be with a partner who respects their need for commitment.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may seek a partner who shares a practical, disciplined approach to daily responsibilities. They value teamwork and reliability in partnerships, often thriving in relationships that support their work and routines. They may look for a partner who brings stability to their life and values shared efforts in practical matters.

Saturn in the 7th House: With Saturn in its own 7th house, the Capricorn energy of commitment, loyalty, and responsibility is strongly expressed in partnerships. The native takes relationships very seriously, often experiencing significant life lessons in this area. They are likely to seek a partner who embodies Capricorn qualities such as maturity, discipline, and loyalty. They view partnerships as long-term commitments and may be drawn to relationships with a strong foundation of trust and mutual respect.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may approach intimacy and deep connections with caution and maturity, often preferring a partner who values emotional depth and responsibility. They may experience transformative lessons through partnerships, learning to balance control with vulnerability. They value shared resources and approach intimacy with a sense of duty and respect.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may be drawn to partners who share their intellectual interests and philosophical values. They value relationships that support mutual growth and understanding, often seeking a partner with a grounded outlook on life. They may approach relationships with a sense of purpose and a shared vision for the future.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may be drawn to partners who support their career ambitions and share similar goals. They value relationships that contribute to their public image or career path, often seeking a partner who is as committed to long-term success as they are. Their relationships may also play an important role in their professional life, as they view partnerships as integral to achieving their aspirations.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may seek a partner who shares their dedication to social causes or group efforts. They value friendships within partnerships and often feel fulfilled in relationships that support their shared ideals and long-term goals. They may also be cautious in forming friendships, preferring a small circle of reliable, committed individuals.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 7th-house energy of commitment and structure takes on a more introspective quality. The native may be drawn to partners who value introspection, healing, or spirituality. They may view relationships as a path to inner growth and understanding, and they often approach partnerships with a deep sense of purpose. They may also prefer a partner who understands their need for solitude and supports their journey toward self-acceptance and healing.

𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Leo rising, Capricorn governs the 6th house, the house of daily work, routines, health, and service. With Capricorn ruling this house, Leo risings are likely to approach their work and responsibilities with a serious, disciplined, and structured attitude. They are highly focused on creating stability and order in their daily lives, and they bring patience and dedication to their tasks, understanding that steady effort leads to success over time. Capricorn’s influence suggests that Leo risings value careers or work environments that are well-organized and offer room for steady advancement. They prefer to work in roles that require responsibility, reliability, and long-term commitment. Health-wise, they tend to take a structured approach, seeing wellness as a result of consistent habits. Capricorn ruling the 6th house encourages Leo risings to approach their routines and daily responsibilities with focus, viewing each task as a step toward achieving their goals. They may often find themselves in leadership roles or positions of authority within their work environment.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 6th-house energy of discipline and structure flows directly into the self. The native has a serious, focused demeanor and may approach life with a sense of purpose and responsibility. They are committed to self-improvement and personal discipline, seeing work and daily tasks as integral to building character and achieving long-term success. Their approach to health is often steady and goal-oriented.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may be highly practical in managing their finances, valuing stability and security. They take a disciplined approach to earning and saving, often working hard to build long-term wealth. Their work may involve handling resources carefully, and they may feel a strong sense of duty toward managing their finances responsibly.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 6th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native is disciplined in their daily interactions, often valuing clear and structured communication. They may be drawn to work that involves teaching or conveying information in an organized way, and they bring a methodical, reliable approach to their intellectual pursuits. Their approach to learning is steady and serious.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may take on significant responsibilities within the home or family, often approaching domestic matters with a sense of duty. They may create routines within the household that ensure stability and order. They often feel a duty to provide a stable environment for family members and may bring a strong sense of discipline to family life.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy of discipline and commitment channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a structured approach to creative pursuits, often working to develop skills over time. In romance, they value loyalty and consistency, often approaching relationships seriously. They may also be drawn to roles that involve mentoring or guiding others through structured, creative work.

Saturn in the 6th House: With Saturn in its own 6th house, the Capricorn energy of structure, discipline, and responsibility is strongly expressed in work and health. The native is highly dedicated to their work, often willing to put in long hours to achieve mastery in their field. They approach health with a practical mindset, valuing routines that support longevity. They may find fulfillment in work that requires precision, patience, and a high level of responsibility.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy of duty and stability flows into partnerships. The native may seek a partner who shares their work ethic and values responsibility. In relationships, they value reliability and loyalty, often preferring partners who support their career ambitions or daily routines. Their approach to relationships may be practical, aiming for partnerships that support mutual goals and stability.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may approach intimacy and shared finances with caution and seriousness, often valuing stability and long-term planning. They may be drawn to work that involves managing resources, investments, or helping others navigate difficult situations. Their daily life may involve deep, transformative work, often focusing on issues of security and responsibility.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may approach higher learning or travel with a practical mindset, often valuing education that has real-world applications. They may work in fields related to education, law, or travel, bringing a structured approach to expanding their worldview. They often integrate their philosophical beliefs into their daily routines.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native is highly ambitious and likely to achieve recognition for their hard work, especially in roles that require responsibility and integrity. They bring a strong work ethic to their career, often reaching leadership roles through discipline and perseverance. They are known for their reliability, maturity, and commitment to long-term goals.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may be dedicated to social causes or community work, often bringing structure and organization to group efforts. They are likely to approach friendships and social networks with loyalty, valuing connections that support their long-term ambitions. They may work within groups to create stability and positive change.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 6th-house energy of discipline and responsibility takes on a more introspective quality. The native may feel drawn to work or routines that support personal healing or spiritual growth. They approach inner development with discipline, often valuing solitude and reflection. They may work behind the scenes in roles that support others quietly, often finding meaning in helping those in need or in fields like counseling or spiritual work.

𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Virgo rising, Capricorn governs the 5th house, the house of creativity, romance, self-expression, joy, and children. With Capricorn ruling this house, Virgo risings tend to approach matters of the heart, creativity, and personal joy with a sense of responsibility, discipline, and maturity. They may take romance and self-expression seriously, viewing these areas as opportunities for growth, stability, and commitment. Capricorn’s influence suggests that Virgo risings may feel a strong sense of duty when it comes to matters of the heart, often valuing loyalty and long-term potential in romance over fleeting attractions. They may also approach creative pursuits with a focus on skill-building and mastery, often drawn to art forms or hobbies that require dedication and practice. When it comes to children or mentoring others, they are likely to adopt a structured, nurturing role. Capricorn ruling the 5th house encourages Virgo risings to infuse their creativity, joy, and romance with commitment and purpose, seeing self-expression as something that can be honed, cultivated, and shared with integrity.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 5th-house energy of discipline and maturity flows directly into the self. The native may have a serious and composed demeanor, often approaching romance and creativity with caution. They are likely to view self-expression as a skill to be developed over time, preferring thoughtful, purposeful engagements in love and creativity. They bring a sense of responsibility to their relationships and enjoy creating stability in their personal life.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may take a practical approach to creative pursuits, viewing hobbies and projects as potential sources of value. They might invest in long-term creative goals and see self-expression as a means to cultivate personal worth. In love and relationships, they value loyalty, commitment, and a strong sense of shared goals.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 5th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may have a structured approach to expressing themselves verbally, preferring clear and purposeful communication. They may bring a sense of wisdom to creative writing, teaching, or mentoring. They value reliability in romantic partners and may approach romance through intellectual and thoughtful interactions.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may see the home as a place for structured creativity or a foundation for romantic and personal joy. They may feel responsible for creating a stable, secure environment for children or family members, viewing family life as something that requires long-term dedication. Romance and creativity are deeply connected to the values they instill in their home.

Saturn in the 5th House: With Saturn in its own 5th house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, commitment, and responsibility is strongly expressed in creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may have a serious approach to romance, often seeking long-term relationships that offer stability. They may be drawn to creative pursuits that require time and skill, viewing self-expression as a craft to master. Their approach to joy is steady and grounded, finding fulfillment in consistency and purpose.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may incorporate creativity and self-expression into their daily work, often bringing a disciplined approach to both. They may find joy and fulfillment through structured routines or work that allows them to express themselves. They might prefer hobbies that require regular practice, finding joy in productive and orderly self-expression.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy of commitment and structure flows into partnerships. The native may seek partners who share their serious approach to romance and are interested in building a stable relationship. They value loyalty and commitment in love, often preferring partners who support their creative ambitions or share similar values regarding relationships and personal growth. They approach partnerships with patience, aiming for long-term fulfillment.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may experience personal growth through creative work or romantic relationships that involve depth and emotional resilience. They value honesty and depth in love, often seeing romantic relationships as transformative experiences. In creative pursuits, they may be drawn to themes of resilience, transformation, and commitment.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may find joy in studying subjects that require depth and focus, often incorporating philosophical ideas into their creative expression. They may approach romance and personal growth with a structured perspective, valuing partners who support their intellectual or spiritual journey. They often bring wisdom and maturity to their creative work.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may be drawn to a career that allows them to express their creativity in a structured way, such as through the arts, teaching, or public speaking. They approach their career with dedication, and their public life may reflect a serious, responsible approach to self-expression and creative contributions. They often seek to make a lasting impact through their work.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may take a disciplined approach to group activities, often contributing their creative ideas in structured ways. They value friendships and social connections that support their ambitions and creative goals. In romance, they may be drawn to partners who share their ideals, often seeing love as a shared journey toward mutual goals.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 5th-house energy of discipline and maturity takes on a more introspective quality. The native may explore creative pursuits in solitude, often drawn to art forms that promote healing or self-discovery. They may approach romance with caution, valuing partners who understand their need for introspection. Their joy often comes from inner exploration, and they may find fulfillment in helping others or working behind the scenes in creative endeavors.

𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Libra rising, Capricorn governs the 4th house, the house of home, family, roots, and emotional grounding. With Capricorn ruling this house, Libra risings may take a serious, responsible approach to family matters, often feeling a strong sense of duty and loyalty toward loved ones. Capricorn’s influence suggests that they value stability, structure, and long-term security in their home environment, often preferring a well-organized and calm domestic life. They may feel a deep responsibility to care for family or build a stable foundation for their own lives. Libra risings often work toward creating a home that reflects their personal growth and maturity. They seek comfort in routines, tradition, and a reliable foundation, seeing the home as a place of refuge and purpose. Capricorn ruling the 4th house encourages Libra risings to approach emotional well-being with patience and to view family life and personal security as areas requiring commitment and responsibility.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 4th-house energy of responsibility and stability flows directly into the self. The native may have a mature and serious demeanor, bringing a sense of commitment to their personal life and emotional well-being. They take their role within the family seriously, often assuming responsibilities early on. They tend to prioritize creating a secure foundation for themselves and bring a disciplined approach to personal growth.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may see financial stability as essential for building a secure home and family life. They are cautious and disciplined in managing resources, valuing long-term security over short-term gains. Their emotional well-being is often tied to their ability to create a stable, grounded environment for themselves and their family.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 4th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may have a serious, thoughtful approach to family communication, valuing honesty and clarity. They may take on a mentor or guiding role within their family or local community. They are often respected for their wisdom and may bring a stabilizing presence to their family dynamics.

Saturn in the 4th House: With Saturn in its own 4th house, the Capricorn energy of responsibility, maturity, and duty is strongly expressed in home and family life. The native takes family obligations seriously, often serving as a cornerstone within the household. They may face early challenges in the family, which teach them resilience and responsibility. They work toward creating a secure, lasting foundation in their personal and family life, often becoming a source of stability for loved ones.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy of responsibility and stability channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may approach creative endeavors seriously, often viewing self-expression as something to be cultivated with skill and dedication. In romance, they value loyalty and are drawn to relationships that offer emotional security. They may also take their role as a parent or mentor very seriously, providing a sense of discipline and structure to children or younger individuals.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may integrate responsibility and structure into their daily life, often seeing routines as essential for creating a stable home environment. They may work diligently to provide security for their family, valuing consistency in work and health routines. They see daily habits as building blocks for both personal and family stability.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy of duty and commitment flows into partnerships. The native may seek partners who share their values around family and emotional security. They are likely to value loyalty and long-term commitment in relationships, often desiring a partnership that supports family or home life. Their relationships may play a key role in their emotional foundation, and they approach partnerships with a focus on responsibility and mutual support.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may experience deep emotional growth and transformation through family or home-related matters. They may feel a duty to handle family resources with care and may face challenges that teach them resilience. They bring a serious, disciplined approach to managing joint resources and often value emotional depth and integrity within family bonds.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may value family traditions and wisdom, often incorporating family or cultural beliefs into their own philosophy of life. They may approach family responsibilities with a sense of purpose, often viewing personal growth and education as means of strengthening the family legacy. Travel or study may be pursued with the goal of enriching family values.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may be driven by a desire to create a lasting legacy, often viewing career success as a way to secure family stability. They may take on public roles that reflect their family values and bring a sense of duty to their career, often working toward long-term achievements. They are respected for their integrity and dedication to both career and family.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may view friendships and community ties as part of their extended family, often valuing loyalty and reliability in friendships. They may work to build a network of trusted individuals who support their goals and values. Social causes that support family welfare or community stability may resonate deeply with them.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 4th-house energy of responsibility and structure takes on a more introspective quality. The native may find emotional grounding through solitude, introspection, or spiritual practices. They may approach inner life and personal growth with seriousness, often finding that meditation, quiet reflection, or retreat brings emotional stability. They value privacy and may feel a deep sense of responsibility toward their own healing and spiritual journey.

𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Scorpio rising, Capricorn governs the 3rd house, the house of communication, learning, close relationships, and everyday interactions. With Capricorn ruling this house, Scorpio risings are likely to approach communication and learning with a practical, disciplined, and focused mindset. They tend to be serious and thoughtful in their interactions, often valuing substance over small talk. Capricorn’s influence suggests that Scorpio risings bring a sense of responsibility to their close relationships, especially with siblings or extended family, and they may often find themselves in an advisory or protective role. They value well-structured, reliable communication and prefer facts and grounded discussions. Capricorn ruling the 3rd house encourages Scorpio risings to treat learning as a steady path of growth, often excelling in fields that require patience and commitment. They view communication as a means to convey important, lasting messages, and they prefer to build a reputation for reliability and wisdom in their interactions.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 3rd-house energy of discipline and responsibility flows directly into the self. The native likely has a mature and grounded presence, taking their role in relationships and communication seriously. They approach learning with focus, often displaying patience and resilience in mastering new skills. In daily interactions, they are seen as dependable, thoughtful, and careful with their words.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may take a cautious, structured approach to communication around money and personal values, often emphasizing security and reliability. They are likely practical in financial matters and bring a grounded attitude to discussions about resources. Their values center around responsibility, and they may find fulfillment in sharing knowledge or skills that help others achieve stability.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in its own 3rd house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, patience, and practicality is powerfully expressed in communication, learning, and close relationships. The native has a thoughtful, cautious approach to interactions, often preferring meaningful conversations over casual exchanges. They may be drawn to fields that require careful study, like writing, teaching, or research, and are often respected for their reliability in close relationships.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may feel a responsibility toward family members, particularly siblings, and may take on a supportive or guiding role. They may have grown up in a home that valued tradition and structure, influencing their disciplined approach to learning and communication. They tend to create a stable, well-organized home environment.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy of discipline and structure channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a serious approach to creative expression, often enjoying hobbies or art forms that require skill and practice. In romance, they value loyalty and reliability. They are likely to express themselves thoughtfully, preferring communication that is purposeful and genuine.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may bring structure and order to their daily work, finding purpose in routines that build their skills or knowledge. They approach tasks with a disciplined, practical attitude and may communicate in a straightforward manner in their work environment. Health routines are approached with consistency and responsibility.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy of responsibility and structure flows into partnerships. The native may seek a partner who shares their appreciation for grounded, clear communication. They value reliability in relationships and are likely to take a thoughtful, committed approach to partnerships. In close relationships, they appreciate honest and dependable communication, often forming lasting bonds with those who share their values.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may bring a serious, thoughtful approach to communication around shared resources and intimacy. They value trust and depth in close relationships, often preferring meaningful conversations that explore life’s complexities. They approach joint finances and emotional matters with caution and integrity.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may approach higher learning and philosophical beliefs with a practical mindset, valuing ideas that are applicable and grounded. They take learning seriously, often studying topics in depth. They may seek mentors who guide them with wisdom and look to integrate structure into their broader worldview.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may be drawn to a career that allows them to use their communication skills in a structured way, such as teaching, research, or management. They value stability in their public life, often taking on roles that allow them to communicate responsibly and authoritatively. They build a reputation for reliability, especially in their chosen field.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may bring structure and discipline to social causes or group work, often valuing connections with like-minded, serious individuals. They may work within communities that support their long-term goals, and they prefer friendships that are steady and reliable. They communicate thoughtfully within their social networks, valuing purposeful exchanges.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 3rd-house energy of discipline and responsibility takes on a more introspective quality. The native may prefer quiet study or introspective communication, often drawn to writing or self-expression that allows for reflection. They may approach solitude with discipline, seeing it as a time for learning and personal growth. Communication with others may be cautious, selective, and thoughtful, especially in private matters.

𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Sagittarius rising, Capricorn governs the 2nd house, the house of finances, values, self-worth, and material security. With Capricorn ruling this house, Sagittarius risings are likely to approach finances and possessions with caution, practicality, and a long-term outlook. While they are naturally adventurous and free-spirited, Capricorn’s influence on their 2nd house encourages them to build financial stability over time and to value resources that can provide security. They often believe in working hard to establish a stable foundation, understanding that true wealth is built with patience and perseverance. Capricorn’s presence here may also make them conservative in spending, and they’re likely to value possessions that have practical use or long-lasting worth. Capricorn ruling the 2nd house encourages Sagittarius risings to balance their optimistic and expansive nature with a realistic approach to resources, recognizing that financial security can enhance their freedom.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 2nd-house energy of discipline and practicality flows directly into the self. The native has a serious, grounded demeanor and may approach life with a sense of responsibility and self-reliance. They tend to prioritize financial stability as part of their identity, and they may be seen as mature and dependable. Self-worth is often tied to accomplishments and the ability to create security for themselves.

Saturn in the 2nd House: With Saturn in its own 2nd house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, patience, and long-term planning is strongly expressed in finances and values. The native takes a conservative approach to money, often saving and investing for the future. They view financial security as essential for peace of mind and work hard to create stability. Their self-worth may be linked to their ability to achieve material success and independence.

Saturn in the 3rd House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy channels into communication and close relationships. The native may communicate about practical matters with a grounded, serious tone, and they bring a sense of responsibility to close relationships. They may value knowledge and communication skills that have practical applications, often focusing on information that supports financial or material goals.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may feel a responsibility to create a secure home, often seeing family and home as essential sources of stability. They may value family traditions or property as part of their material security and work hard to provide a stable foundation for loved ones.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy of structure and stability channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a practical approach to creative pursuits, often seeing hobbies as opportunities to develop skills. They value relationships that offer security and loyalty, and they may express themselves thoughtfully and responsibly in romantic connections.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native approaches work with discipline, seeing it as a way to build financial stability and security. They value consistency in their routines and often work hard to ensure long-term success. Health and well-being are approached in a grounded, practical manner, supporting their overall sense of stability.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy of responsibility and security flows into partnerships. The native may seek a partner who shares their values around financial stability and long-term planning. They value loyalty and responsibility in relationships, often viewing partnerships as a source of mutual support. They may approach shared resources with caution and a focus on security.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native takes a serious approach to joint finances and shared resources, often valuing security in intimate relationships. They approach deep connections with caution and prefer relationships that support their material stability and personal growth. They are likely to handle financial matters with a high degree of responsibility.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may pursue education or travel with a practical mindset, valuing experiences that can enhance their material security. They often view philosophical beliefs as a foundation for building stability and may integrate traditional wisdom into their understanding of finances and values.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may seek a career that offers financial stability and the potential for long-term success. They bring a strong work ethic to their public life, often striving for accomplishments that enhance their reputation and financial security. They are likely to be seen as responsible, disciplined, and reliable in their professional life.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may bring a cautious, responsible approach to social connections and friendships, often valuing relationships that support their long-term goals. They may be drawn to groups or networks that provide security or financial benefits, and they value friendships with those who share their practical values.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 2nd-house energy of discipline and stability takes on a more introspective quality. The native may value solitude or spiritual practices that help them find inner security and peace. They approach financial and material matters with caution, often viewing them as a foundation for personal reflection. They may be drawn to work or causes that offer behind-the-scenes support, finding fulfillment in helping others or finding quiet stability.

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Capricorn rising, Capricorn governs the 1st house, the house of self, identity, and how one approaches the world. With Capricorn ruling this house, Capricorn risings often present themselves with maturity, seriousness, and a grounded presence. They have an innate sense of responsibility and are likely to view life as a journey that requires patience, resilience, and dedication. Capricorn’s influence makes them appear cautious, determined, and highly focused on building a secure foundation for their future. This placement suggests that they carry a natural gravitas, often seeming wise beyond their years. Capricorn rising individuals are typically ambitious, committed to long-term goals, and often seen as reliable, steady, and capable. They approach life with a structured mindset, understanding that true success comes from consistent effort and the ability to persevere through challenges. Capricorn ruling the 1st house encourages them to embrace their disciplined nature and see themselves as builders—of their lives, careers, and personal growth—using each experience as a stepping stone to lasting success.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, responsibility, and resilience is intensely magnified in the self. The native carries a serious and often reserved demeanor, displaying maturity and a strong work ethic from an early age. They approach life with a sense of duty, learning valuable lessons through personal challenges. Self-discipline and perseverance are central to their identity, and they are known for their wisdom, reliability, and grounded nature.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy channels into finances and values. The native is highly focused on financial security, often seeing self-worth as tied to their ability to build stable resources. They take a cautious, practical approach to money, valuing savings, investments, and long-term stability. They work hard to achieve financial independence, often preferring a gradual, steady accumulation of wealth.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 1st-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native brings a mature, thoughtful approach to communication, often preferring meaningful conversations. They may take a serious role in their community or within their family, offering guidance and stability. Learning is approached with focus, and they tend to build knowledge through consistent effort.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may feel a strong responsibility toward family and often takes on the role of provider or protector within the household. They work to create a secure, structured home life and may feel driven to support their family’s long-term stability. Personal roots are essential to them, and they often carry family values into their public life.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy of discipline and ambition channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a cautious, structured approach to creative pursuits, preferring hobbies or art forms that require skill and dedication. In romance, they value loyalty and commitment, often seeking relationships with lasting potential. Their self-expression is measured and thoughtful, often reflecting a mature and purposeful demeanor.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native brings a disciplined, diligent approach to work, often finding purpose in routines and responsibilities. They are reliable in their professional life and prioritize health as part of their daily responsibilities. Their approach to wellness is practical and consistent, viewing good habits as essential for maintaining productivity and resilience.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy of duty and stability flows into partnerships. The native may seek a partner who shares their commitment to long-term goals, often preferring relationships that are serious, mature, and mutually supportive. They value loyalty and accountability in love, and they tend to approach marriage or partnerships as significant commitments. Their relationships often reflect their own disciplined, grounded nature.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native approaches intimate relationships with caution and depth, valuing security and trust. They are resilient in times of personal transformation, often working through challenges with patience and determination. They may experience significant growth through managing shared resources, joint investments, or understanding life’s deeper mysteries.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may take a structured, goal-oriented approach to expanding their worldview, often valuing traditional philosophies or teachings that provide a grounded perspective. They may view education as a means to further their long-term goals and often incorporate practical wisdom into their belief system.

Saturn in the 10th House: With Saturn in the 10th house, the Capricorn energy of ambition, responsibility, and discipline is strongly expressed in career and public life. The native is driven to achieve recognition and respect, often working diligently to build a stable and reputable public image. They seek a career that offers long-term success and tend to rise through the ranks with patience and perseverance. They are often known for their integrity, work ethic, and commitment to their profession.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native is likely selective and serious about their social connections, preferring friendships that align with their goals and values. They are drawn to groups that offer stability or a shared mission and may assume a responsible role within their community. They approach social causes and friendships with loyalty and dedication, often working to create meaningful change.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 1st-house energy of responsibility and maturity takes on a more introspective quality. The native may feel drawn to spiritual or introspective practices that foster inner growth. They approach solitude with a sense of purpose, seeing it as a time to reflect and develop resilience. They may find fulfillment in helping others from behind the scenes or working quietly toward personal and spiritual goals that provide a deep sense of grounding.

𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Aquarius rising, Capricorn governs the 12th house, the house of spirituality, inner life, hidden realms, and introspection. With Capricorn ruling this house, Aquarius risings approach spirituality and self-discovery with patience, discipline, and a grounded mindset. They may be drawn to structured practices like meditation, yoga, or philosophy to explore their inner worlds. Capricorn’s influence suggests that they take introspection seriously, often learning to confront and master their fears, self-limitations, and hidden strengths over time. The 12th house also deals with endings, and Capricorn here gives Aquarius risings a practical, thoughtful approach to letting go, often viewing endings as necessary steps in their evolution. Capricorn ruling the 12th house encourages them to find peace in solitude and to treat their spiritual journey as a long-term commitment, understanding that true self-mastery comes through disciplined inner work and reflection.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 12th-house energy of discipline and introspection flows directly into the self. The native often has a serious, grounded demeanor and may carry a sense of responsibility from a young age. They approach life with caution and tend to prioritize self-improvement through self-reflection. They may naturally exude wisdom and maturity and are known for their resilience and steady approach to personal growth.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native is likely to view financial stability as essential for inner peace, often seeking to create a secure foundation as a way to support their spiritual or personal growth. They may take a conservative approach to finances, seeing material security as a way to gain a sense of inner stability and peace.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 12th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native may have a thoughtful, serious approach to communication, often valuing solitude and introspection. They are selective in sharing their thoughts and may use writing or meditation as a way to understand their inner world. Their relationship with siblings or close friends may involve deep spiritual lessons or responsibilities.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may feel a deep responsibility toward family or may carry family traditions into their inner life. Their home might be a place of solitude and peace, where they can retreat to reflect. Family may play a significant role in their spiritual path, and they may work hard to create a stable, private sanctuary for inner growth.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy of discipline and introspection channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native may take a thoughtful, introspective approach to self-expression, often channeling their spiritual insights into art or creative work. In romance, they value loyalty and depth and may prefer relationships that support their inner growth. Creative pursuits can be a form of meditation or self-reflection for them.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native may approach work as a spiritual practice, often viewing routine as a way to cultivate inner peace. They are likely disciplined in their daily habits and may bring a sense of dedication to health and wellness practices that support mental and spiritual well-being. They may feel drawn to work that involves helping others in quiet or subtle ways.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy of responsibility and introspection flows into partnerships. The native may seek a partner who shares their values around inner growth and self-discipline. Relationships are approached with seriousness and depth, and they may prefer partners who understand their need for solitude or spiritual exploration. They value loyalty and commitment in relationships, often seeing partnerships as part of their spiritual journey.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may experience deep, transformative lessons through intimate relationships and shared resources. They may take a disciplined approach to managing joint finances, often valuing stability and trust in these areas. Their spiritual growth may come through transformative experiences that teach them resilience and inner strength.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may take a serious approach to philosophy or spiritual beliefs, often valuing traditions that offer wisdom and structure. They are likely drawn to practices that help them understand life’s deeper meanings, such as meditation or study of ancient philosophies. Travel may serve as a way for them to gain insight into their inner world.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may pursue a career that allows them to work behind the scenes or contribute quietly, often finding fulfillment in helping others from a place of humility. They may approach public life with a serious, disciplined attitude and often prefer roles that allow them to focus on long-term impact rather than immediate recognition.

Saturn in the 11th House: The Capricorn 12th-house energy channels into social networks and group involvement. The native may be selective with their social circles, often valuing friendships that support their spiritual or personal growth. They may be drawn to groups with a shared purpose or philosophy, often seeking to make a difference quietly. Social causes that resonate with them are likely aligned with healing, introspection, or inner growth.

Saturn in the 12th House: With Saturn in its own 12th house, the Capricorn energy of introspection, discipline, and spiritual maturity is strongly expressed in the inner world. The native may be deeply introspective, often finding strength and peace through solitude and meditation. They take their spiritual journey seriously, viewing life’s challenges as necessary steps in personal growth. They may feel a strong calling to explore inner truths, and their journey often involves facing subconscious fears and developing resilience.

𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

For Pisces rising, Capricorn governs the 11th house, the house of friendships, group associations, social involvement, and long-term aspirations. With Capricorn ruling this house, Pisces risings often seek stability, loyalty, and reliability in friendships and social circles. They tend to take their connections seriously, favoring a small circle of trusted, dependable friends over a large group. Capricorn’s influence suggests that they may be drawn to social causes or group activities that are structured and purposeful, often investing time and effort into organizations or communities with a meaningful mission. Pisces risings tend to work hard to achieve their long-term goals and dreams, bringing patience, discipline, and a commitment to their visions for the future. Capricorn ruling the 11th house encourages them to blend their natural compassion with practicality, seeing their aspirations as long-term projects that require sustained effort and resilience.

Saturn through the Houses:

Saturn in the 1st House: With Saturn in the 1st house, the Capricorn 11th-house energy of structure and responsibility flows directly into the self. The native often has a mature and grounded demeanor, taking both personal growth and friendships seriously. They approach life with a sense of duty and view their aspirations as goals that require hard work. Their friendships are often long-lasting, rooted in mutual respect and shared ambitions.

Saturn in the 2nd House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy channels into finances and values. The native may take a cautious, practical approach to finances, often saving for long-term goals that align with their future dreams. They may seek friends who share similar values around security and responsibility. Their self-worth is tied to their ability to create stability, and they work steadily toward goals that provide long-term security for themselves and their social causes.

Saturn in the 3rd House: With Saturn in the 3rd house, the Capricorn 11th-house energy is expressed through communication and close relationships. The native values thoughtful, serious communication within their social circles. They may take on a guiding or mentoring role among friends or within community groups. They approach learning and networking with patience, often forming friendships based on shared intellectual interests and serious, purposeful conversations.

Saturn in the 4th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy finds expression in the home and family environment. The native may bring friends into their inner circle who feel like family, valuing loyalty and reliability in social connections. Family values often play a role in their long-term goals, and they may seek to create a lasting legacy for their loved ones. Their aspirations may involve building a stable foundation, often working for the betterment of both their family and the wider community.

Saturn in the 5th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy of discipline and responsibility channels into creativity, romance, and self-expression. The native takes a thoughtful approach to creative projects, often seeking to use their skills to contribute to social causes or group endeavors. They may be drawn to romantic partners who share their values around commitment and social responsibility. Their self-expression is purposeful, often aligned with long-term aspirations.

Saturn in the 6th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy flows into daily routines, work, and health. The native is likely to be dedicated to routines and work that align with their long-term goals, often taking a disciplined approach to health and wellness as part of their larger ambitions. They may work toward career goals that contribute to their social vision and value co-workers who share similar dedication to hard work and purpose.

Saturn in the 7th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy of commitment and stability flows into partnerships. The native seeks partners who share their long-term goals and aspirations, often viewing relationships as partnerships with mutual goals. They value loyalty, dedication, and shared ideals in relationships, preferring partnerships that support their life mission and social ambitions. They may work with their partner toward social causes or community projects.

Saturn in the 8th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy channels into shared resources, intimacy, and transformation. The native may approach joint financial or shared resource issues with caution and a strong sense of responsibility. They may be drawn to friends or social groups that support personal transformation or social change. Deep connections with friends and allies can lead to significant personal growth and insight.

Saturn in the 9th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy is expressed through philosophy, travel, and higher learning. The native may seek social groups that share their philosophical outlook, often valuing friendships that encourage learning and growth. They may pursue education or travel that aligns with their long-term goals, viewing these experiences as important steps on their journey. Their social ideals often include practical philosophies about justice, truth, and service.

Saturn in the 10th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy flows into career and public life. The native may work toward a career that aligns with their social ideals and long-term goals, often feeling a responsibility to make a difference through their public role. They bring discipline to their professional life and are likely to pursue roles that have a lasting, positive impact. They may also form professional networks that support their ambitions.

Saturn in the 11th House: With Saturn in its own 11th house, the Capricorn energy of discipline, commitment, and responsibility is powerfully expressed in friendships, social networks, and long-term aspirations. The native is drawn to serious, purposeful friendships and is highly committed to achieving their social goals. They may serve as a stabilizing force in their social circles, often guiding friends and groups with a practical, grounded vision for the future.

Saturn in the 12th House: The Capricorn 11th-house energy of introspection and purpose takes on a more spiritual or reflective quality. The native may feel drawn to social causes that help others in subtle or behind-the-scenes ways. They approach long-term goals with a spiritual perspective, often working quietly toward their ambitions. Solitude and introspection may play a role in their pursuit of dreams, and they may find fulfillment in helping others from behind the scenes.

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aninipanin1 · 2 months ago

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I love your manager reader fics 💕💖💕

I'm curious about adult manager reader first interaction with the world 5 tho 👀 you only write them a bit in passing but I love to read more about em

MISS RIGHT

Notes: I am so glad you asked for this AHAHAHAH and thank you so much for the support

"You all will be staying here until the matches start, which is scheduled until the end of the second selection. You will be alerted of when this is, so as of now, you all can do whatever it is you wish, even heading out of the facility if ever."

Anri nodded her head at the five players from all over the world, trying her best to make sure her English was atleast understandable. The players did not seem to pay attention to her words all that much, just nodding off at the brief explanation. After all, they were just after the check and well, a few of their own personal agendas. Not anything serious. And well, Anri did not mind at all, leaving them the moment all was said and done.

The facility was rather big, well it was big from the outside but on the inside, it was definitely bigger. Especially since they heard it housed more than 200 teenagers, who all lived here. Well, surely it has to be really big to be comfortable, or it's not and its conditions are inhumane which would definitely get the authorities involved, especially since most of the participants were minors. So that means it was the former.

And with that, each of the 5 foreign players headed somewhere to quell their boredom.

LEONARDO LUNA

The Spanish player found himself resting in one of the lounge areas of the separated stratum for the staffs to work on to avoid any of the players seeing him and finding out the second plan for their second selection.

He scrolled through his phone mindlessly, finding it a tad bit boring since there was really nothing new about the topics that he liked in general. And he would have continued to be bored until he heard a minor 'thud' hit the floor near him. He admitted, it made his heart jump, and his head whipped in the direction immediately.

Thankfully, it was not as bad as he thought it was, seeing the thud was of a huge pile of papers instead of the person themself slipping on the floor. Like the supposed gentleman he was, he walked to yoh and helped with gathering the scattered paperwork.

"Thank you so much! Sorry for the bother!"

You said, continuously bowing her head while scampering to pick up the paper. It was in Japan's native language, so Luna had no way of understanding what the words were. However, understanding the apologetic tone and the many bows that he knows are respect of some sort in the culture of Japan, he had a vague idea at least.

'Must be something like thank you in Japanese...?'

"It's nothing, Miss-"

He cut himself off, though, when he looked down at the contents of the papers in his hands. It was printed with different japanese texts, all he could not understand, but there are drawings and sketches about some sort of strategy for a real 11 vs 11 match, probably for practice sessions.

But, the placements of the positions were definitely... interesting and even unconventional, to say the least. But, it peeked his interest enough for him to ask you about it.

"Hmm, may I ask Miss. Did you make these?"

Realizing that you were talking to THE Leonardo Luna made you nervous. Clearing your throat, you nodded and spoke in English to try and hopefully cross the language barrier.

"Yes, I did, Sir. Um, I'm the manager and a helper of Ego-san when it comes to training the players."

"Hmm."

He hummed, and that only made the nerves worse. You knew he was judging the positions of the practice sheets you made, which were all just theories you made and have yet to test out. But, here it was, being looked at by a world class player.

'Out of all my work, why this one?!' You panicked in your mind.

However, instead of the scrutiny you thought it would face, he looked to be impressed. Eyes moving about the paper and his mind seeming to run about how each scenario may work, and needless to say, he was impressed with how you formed such a creative way of arranging players with differing talents and skills.

He then looked at you. For someone who does not look like much, you exceeded his expectations. He'd give it to you, you have a creative yet logical and sound mind, a mix of opposing characteristics but meshed well in the sport.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Luna?"

"No. Nothing's wrong. Just continue being creative, Ms. I like the way your brain works."

He said, leaning close to your face with a smirk filled with mischief and a hint of amazement. Huh, looks like this place is not that bad. He thought the people in here either ranged from crazy to idiotic, but, there are still some people here that is worth the attention.

Needless to say, your first impression on him was more than good.

ADAM BLAKE

It was a few days before the end of the second selection was set, and you were as busy as ever. Stopping by a water fountain set up around the facility, you stopped for a moment to refill your water tumbler while balancing your tablet.

It did not take long before you finished the small task, but before you left the place, you felt someone behind you, his closeness apparent from the way you felt his breath touch the nape of your skin and his body slightly against your back as if your sixth sense themselves felt the pinch of the person's presence.

"Well, well...I did not know there was a beautiful manager around here."

You stopped typing on your tablet before turning around to find yourself face to face with the infamous English player. He was almost twice the size of you, having the advantage of playing a sport professionally and all.

And that fact intimidated you, gulping at the flirtatious smirk on his face as he leaned even more to you while you pulled back to try and avoid his face as much as you could.

"Um, pardon, sir-"

"Adam is fine, sweethcheeks. Damn, you're even prettier up close."

'What is even happening...'

The proximity made you even more nervous and confused. Out of all the people, it was you that he had to approach? And besides, does he not feel shame that there are cameras around the facility or the fact that someone may just pass by and walk in on you two like this? Oh, the scandal that might ensue will ruin your whole career!

And you being quite responsible, knew that the only way to avoid that was to avoid the man himself. So you did just that, calm and sweetly letting him down as best as you can without having to anger him or potentially your and his career.

"Um, I'm so sorry, Mr. Blake, but I have to go and do my work." You tried to walk to his side and escape, only for him to slide in front of you again, the smirk on his face growing wider.

"Hey now, there's no need to be scared. I don't bite, unless you want me to."

He used the fact that he was double your size, trapping you to receiving his flirtatious words and gazes. Truthfully, before he saw you, he was starting to get bored due to the lack of entertainment in the facility. So, when he heard there was a female manager walking around the facility that was his age, he wanted to see what you were about.

And well, at first he was disappointed. You looked...plain. Not bad looking, in fact, you were pretty, but very much like a plain Jane. Maybe it was because he was used to seeing the most beautiful of actors and models that he is a bit insentivized with appearances, and that was how he felt.

But, the moment you did catch his attention was when he heard Luna start to talk about you. The Spanish player would always mention you in passing conversations about football and just general topics, he seemed to genuinely love to talk about you and about how you were supposedly smart and unique in your own ways.

At first, he was annoyed at this. He just could not shut up about you, can't he? But, he wanted to look at this from another perspective. So, here he was now, trying his best to find out what was so interesting about you in the best way he knew possible. He was bored too, so why not?

"Um please, I really have to go."

"Ah-ah, not yet, sweetheart. Why not stay here for a bit? I can-"

But to his surprise, you were not taking 'no's seriously, only your job was serious in your mind and at that current moment, you really needed to continue it. So, you crouched and ran out of his hold before scurrying away like a skittish animal.

"I'm so sorry, sir! But I really needed to go. Bye."

You kept the politeness before vanishing through the many halls of the facility, leaving him starstrucked. In all his life, there had been many instances of him being rejected. Sure, most of the time the girls were more than willing to flirt with him, but that does not mean there have been a few share who immediately turned him down.

So why was this different?

It was probably the way your eyes looked. Instead of the usual flushed expression followed by an annoyed tone, instead he was met with only a distracted haze in your eyes. Like, your mind did not even set in the fact that he was flirting with you, that you were too focused in whatever you were about to do.

Like you were close to clueless about his intentions. Or maybe, you just did not care at all, finding your job much more fulfilling and important to pay attention to.

And this ignited something in him. He always did love a bit of a challenge in everything, especially women. He'll take on the challenge of making you start to pay attention to him, to the point that you will be distracted by him.

'Hm, let's see how much you interest me even more as time passes, Miss Y/n.'

PABLO CAVAZOS

"You mean, I don't look good in green?"

The Argentinian frowned at the advice, not in a malicious way that he disregarded your opinion, but in a disappointed way that one of his main favourite colors to wear clashed with his bright hair.

"That doesn't mean you can't wear it anymore though. I think a muted green would look really good, just not neon green."

You added with a smile. Out of all the players in World 5, you became the closest with Cavazos a lot (with a few exceptions), and this was due to how in some strange way, you two had a lot in common. From your likes in food and entertainment to the love of cute things and even some of your habits.

And that all started with this certain conversation when the player walked out of his room wearing a neon green sweater, and you being you, started to talk about possible combinations of color that may fit him as well as color theory for some reason.

"But, I think monochrome fits you the best. So your eyes and hair can pop even more!"

Now, Pablo was a man who knew exactly what he wanted, and he did not care for what other people usually told him. Due to his eccentric looks, he was always the point of attention, someone people would pay attention to immediately in a large room whether it was for good or not.

He has been told most of his life how to present himself. What are the best ways to suit his features with something. To wear something that would get the attention off of his hair and eyes and instead have it mix in with the rest of his outfit, or to even cut his hair so he won't be as distracting. But, one moment, it's as if he had some sort of epiphany.

He realized that those people, were not looking out for him as he thought they initially. Instead, they wanted him to stop shining because of who he really is. They wanted to take his star quality and shine away, the things that made him unique out of everyone in the world.

So he stopped listening to what everyone said, and instead, he tried to try and stand out more, to take more space in the eyes of the people, strangers or not. To reject any type of rejection towards his true self.

Atleast, that's what he should do with you. To tell you to stop giving him opinions that just take away to who he truly is. But, instead he listens intently, nodding and even sparing a smile at some lighthearted jokes you'd mix in.

Why? He doesn't know why, either. Maybe it was the tone of your voice. One filled with happiness and genuineness, not that of condescension. You just gave genuine advice, not force them unto him, the shine in your eyes telling him there was no malice or want to suppress him, but instead a longing to find him succeed in even something so small like clothing choices.

So, he listens to you ramble about color theory and takes into mind what you were telling him, even at the expense of changing his fashion choices.

And you continued your mindless chatter, until you realized that you did not have any position to tell a man of his fame and standing what to do, when everything he currently did seemed to work.

On reflex, you tried covering your mouth, gasping a bit at the realization.

"I'm so sorry for babbling too much! I-"

But, he only cut you off. Taking your wrist in his hand, his face remaining emotionless and cool as he just shook his head.

"No, no. I like all your advice. Please continue."

DADA SILVA

"How am I even going to carry all of these?"

You mumbled as you looked at the large boxes that were in the storage room, all stacked upon each other. You can already feel the strain on your back and bones at the prospect of carrying the heavy boxes and transferring them to another room.

The current storage room was deemed a bit big to just be a storage room, so to make use of the space, everything in it will be transferred in a different and smaller room. Unfortunately for you, you were the only one currently available to make the move.

Not complaining anymore, you used your brain to make the move a bit easier. Using carts and other contraptions to move the heavy boxes. But of course, even with this, moving dozens of heavy boxes was not an easy feat for one woman.

"Ugh, just a few more...and then maybe, I can get some rest."

But to your surprise, the box in your hand that was a point of struggle for you was taken out of your hands gently. Blinking at the sudden predicament, you looked up to find a familiar figure standing tall, his arms carrying the boxes with ease as if they did not have any significant weight to them.

"Pardon for the sudden intrusion, but I can't just let a lady continue struggling."

"Oh, Sir Silva, you didn't have to-"

"It's nothing. It's only a few boxes."

He shrugged and continued the walk, you led the way, hand still pushing the rest of the boxes on the cart now that your hands were free. If you were not gonna lie, you definitely felt somewhat nervous.

Why would you not be? You let someone like THE Dada Silva help you out in something so miniscule. Sure, he offered, but he was legit being paid millions by the facility and the JFU, and you were letting him do peasant work? Oh, how the heads will kill you if they find out the stunt you pulled.

Nevertheless, you gave a bright smile filled with gratitude.

"Thank you so much for the help, Mr. Silva...I am REALLY sorry for inconveniencing you."

The man could not help the soft smile that pulled on his face. The look in your eyes, even the fidgety look in your figure, definitely showed how genuine you were about the gratitude and apology. Not that he wanted one. It was just common sense for a man to help a lady that he could see was in need.

But, it did feel a little lighter and more fun when you gave him the sweetest thank you and smile he was ever given by anyone.

You had been the talk between the rest of his fellow players. From Luna's neverending praise for your intelligence and creativity, to Cavazos' rain of appreciation and mentions of your open and kind personality, and even Blake's nonstop plans of wanting to impress you himself, and supposedly redeem himself in your eyes, whatever that meant.

So, naturally, he got curious, too. All the words they threw about you were all a jumbled mess, different perspectives of different people towards one individual. And so, due to this, he cannot really make out who you really were or what type of person you were.

So, he went to investigate himself, not wanting to rely on hearsay. He approached you, finding it a good moment to see you struggling with the boxes. It can be less awkward when he has another reason to talk with you other than his own curiousity!

And, he can safely say he can definitely see what each of them talked about. Your words carried hidden intelligence to them, your words being softly spoken yet had a sharpness to them that only someone with a deep understanding of the topic can ever hold.

He can also see that you were sweet to the core. Just your aura alone exuded that same kindness your voice did, making him ease to you. When was the last time he had a very innocent interaction with someone, especially a woman, like this again?

Now, it was not that he villainized everybody around him. No, he knew some people who were genuinely good. But most of them were only good to him due to some sort of agenda that hid deep in their hearts. Whether it is a professional relation filled with nothing but serious countenance and formal conversations, or a more give and take relationship, one that was a bit more intimate, but not something genuine. Instead, it was all about what to receive off of pretending to be in a more personal relationship, either supposed friendship or romantic relations.

But with this, it feels so much more freeing. So much more chill and flowy, like the careless waves of the ocean. One that was there just because of mutual respect towards each other as human beings who have complex emotions and feelings.

"Thank you for the small conversation, Mr. Silva! It definitely cured my boredom in moving these boxes."

"Like I said, it's nothing, Ms. Y/n. I had fun too."

For now, there was nothing much to it. Just two people having fun talking to the other, finding the difference and similarities between the other entertaining enough for the genuine laughter.

But, who's to say this moment filled with a barrage of kaleidoscope colors is a one-off thing that can never repeat in this supposed monotonous facility?

ADDITIONAL TIME!

Y/n: *Accidentally rizzing the four World 5 members.*

Meanwhile, Y/n with Loki: You're really cute. I can adopt you too like the other 300 under boys I already adopted-

Loki: ...pardon?

I hate school so much, but your girl has to keep her honour student shebang cause why not?

Blue Lock is WRITTEN by Kaneshiro Muneyuki and ILLUSTRATED by Nomura Yusuke. All credits to the both of them.

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