#1 & 3 are things I try to do but need to be reminded of once in a while

[mostly-imagines]

Guard Dog vol. II

jason todd x fem!reader

aka don’t fuck with jason’s gf pt. II

3 in 1 blurbs

warnings: mild standard gotham violence, in the 3rd section: attempted sexual assault and panicky thoughts afterwards from reader

“Sweetheart, this is…not good.”

You turn your head over to him, where he’s frowning, hands on his hips as he inspects your bedroom window.

You tilt your head, looking it over from your place on the couch. “What’s wrong with it?”

He sighs, “Well for one, the lock is broken. But even if it weren’t, this thing would be so easy to break.”

“It’s the lock the place came with.” You shrug. At least it has a lock. In Gotham that’s kind of asking a lot.

“Yeah, I can tell.” He frowns at the window once again, moving over to stand behind the couch. “I’m getting you better locks.” He looks to you, “I can install them tomorrow?”

You tilt your head up to look at him, “You don’t need to get me new locks, Jay…”

“Okay.” He kisses your head, “I’m getting them.”

You sigh in defeat, though your smile makes it lose its credibility. “Tomorrow’s fine. I assume you’re staying the night, then?”

He makes his way to the kitchen as he says, “Well, I’m not leaving you alone here with this piece of shit the only thing between you and Gotham.”

“I’ve lived here for two years.” You say flatly.

“Don’t remind me.” He mumbles as he moves behind the counter. “Actually, your door chain’s broken too, isn’t it?” It is, but that’s his own fault.

You had a long day a couple weeks ago and had a very long, very hot shower the second you got home. Unfortunately, it had slipped your mind to text him that you were home safe and he’d broken through the chain in one try to make sure you were okay.

You hum, “It wasn’t doing much anyways.” Clearly.

He grimaces as he heats up the stove for dinner.

You laugh lightly, “What?”

He looks back at you with a frankly adorable frown, “I don’t like that.”

You’d never thought much of it. You hadn’t had any—well, many—problems living here before, and you still had your deadbolt and handle lock.

“It’s okay. I’m safe here.”

He looks like he strongly disagrees. He comes back over, sitting next to you, taking your face in his hands. “Will you please let me set up some security measures around here?”

“Did Jason Todd just say please?” You say in faux-shock.

He rolls his eyes at you, “I’m serious.”

You sigh, contemplatively. “I don’t want my apartment looking like the Home Alone set.”

He laughs at that, “It’s not going to. You won’t even notice most of them. Just do it for me, please?”

“I’ll agree, but only because I know you’re going to do it anyways and I’d like to pretend I have control over this.” That’s not true, you’d agree to literally anything if he said please that sweetly again, but that’s your business.

“Fair enough.” He smiles, kissing your cheek.

No, it’s not fair at all.

It’s late. You’re not even sure how late but the city has calmed from its usual noises, indicating that your boyfriend will be home soon.

You’re coming up heavy on cramps tonight and according to the mockingly empty spot in your medicine cabinet, you’re out of ibuprofen. Yeah, it’s late, but the store on the corner is a three minute walk and fuck your stomach hurts. Jason wouldn’t like it if you went out without telling him though, so maybe you should wait until—

The sound of the living room window sliding open breaks you away from your thoughts, followed by a clatter of something hitting the ground.

You walk back into the dimly lit room, finding your boyfriend sliding the window shut again, holsters abandoned on the ground. He turns and collapses onto the couch face first, body immediately gone limp.

“Hey, baby.” You bite back a laugh, coming over to rub his muscled back from behind the couch. He groans into the cushion in response. “Why don’t you go get in bed?”

He hums almost imperceptibly, sitting up and rubbing his eyes roughly with his palms.

He stands and takes your hand in his as he passes by, tugging you towards the bedroom. The deep ache in your abdomen reminds you of your earlier train of thought. You pull your hand back, stopping in your tracks.

He turns back to you with a frown, wanting to know what could possibly be getting in his way of falling asleep, holding you close.

“I gotta go pick up some ibuprofen. I’ll be right back.” You say quietly, not wanting to disturb the quietness of the night for him. His frown deepens as you head towards the door, watching you.

You’ve got your purse in hand and are reaching for the handle when you hear his footsteps following in suit. “Hey, it’s okay. Stay here, I’m just going to the 24 hour store on the corner.”

He shakes his head, “You’re not going out in Gotham alone at two in the morning. Put your coat on, it’s cold.”

You do as you’re told, shrugging the coat on as you glance over at him. “Jason, it’s okay. You’re exhausted, go to sleep.”

He ignores you, throwing a sweatshirt on to cover up his armor, and follows you out the door; albeit far more sluggish than usual.

He was right though, the night air is bitter and slaps your face with every step forward you take. He lingers a few steps behind you, honest to god almost falling asleep mid step a couple times.

Frankly, you’re not even sure what kind of fight he’d be able to put up in this state. Though, he’s surprised you plenty of times before. In any case, his head snaps up every time there’s any sign of movement around, instantly on alert.

He trails behind you as you browse through the narrow aisles, hands stuffed in his sweatshirt.

As you’re standing at the store counter paying, his neck is craned forward, resting on your shoulder. You rub soothing circles into his hand with your thumb, though you’re sure it’s not doing anything to help his exhaustion.

You’re walking back home, the bite of the air a bit more forgiving in this direction. There’s another man walking down the sidewalk approaching, hands in pocket.

Jason’s too tired to bother with subtlety, glaring directly at the passerby before he could even think of trying anything. And it works, because the guy averts his gaze real quick and speeds up past you.

He continues working at his post from just behind you all the way until you’re back inside your apartment.

He takes the medicine container out of his pocket and cracks it open for you, wordlessly filling up a glass of water after. You gulp down a couple of the pills, and he takes the glass and bottle out of your hand the second you’re done, setting them on the counter.

He turns to you, eyes barely open, mumbling, “Can we sleep now?”

You smile at his fatigued state and take his hand, leading him to the bedroom.

Your neighbor likes you. You know it, Jason knows it.

The worst he’d done was flirt with you, badly, and shut his mouth real quick whenever your boyfriend emerged from your apartment.

And Jason let that go; he knows better than anybody that you’re heavenly and sweet and clever, of course this fucking guy likes you. Jason set an unspoken rule with himself, that he won’t get violent with any guys unless they put their hands on you. Something he knows for absolute fact your neighbor has not done.

At least he hadn’t until a couple of hours ago. You’d been in the hallway at the mailslots, your boyfriend nowhere in sight, when he decided it was the perfect time to make a move. Make several moves, actually.

You’re sitting on the couch, knees to chest, still trying to wrap your mind wround what had happened when Jason sees you. You stopped crying a while ago and you’ve entered the phase of…well. That happened.

Your hear keys jingling outside the door, followed by your boyfriend's entrance. He’s carrying some grocery bags and has a book tucked under his chin.

He lets the bags slide off his arms, and sets the book on the counter with them, beaming, “You’re never gonna guess what b—“ His smile drops when he sees you. “What’s wrong?”

You shake your head, “Nothing.” But your blinking feels off all of a sudden, and you can’t remember what you usually do with your face when you’re not lying. It doesn’t matter though, you could be an academy award winning actress and you’re still sure Jason would be able to see right through you with a single glance.

He frowns, “Don’t lie to me.” He moves towards you, kneeling down in front of you. “Please. What’s wrong?” His eyes are worried now, more than usual.

You don’t want him to worry about this. He already worries about you too much and he’s got all his vigilante stuff and…you just want to believe that this is a manageable situation and not a problem. Not something that affected you.

“It’s just…it’s not a big deal, okay? I can handle it—”

His posture stiffens and his voice suddenly goes low and serious, “What happened?”

You know where this is going. “Jason. Promise me you won’t do anything.”

His brow furrows, and his frown turns to something closer to anger. “Did someone put their hands on you? Who?”

“Jason—”

“Who did it?”

“The neighbor, b—” he immediately snaps to a stand and starts towards the door. You hurry to grab onto his hand before he can escape your proximity, “Jason. Please don’t.”

The break in your voice is enough to make his rage falter and turn back around to face you.

“Baby, if he touched you—” His eyes are pleading, begging you to let him go take care of this. If not for you, then for him.

“It wasn’t—he didn’t do anything. He didn’t get to. I hit him and he backed off.” Which is…sort of true.

He stares at you. “In the hallway?”

You blink. “…Yeah?”

He takes off towards the bedroom wordlessly. You follow quickly on his tail, watching him sit on the edge of your bed, opening his computer and clicking through it quickly.

You slide over next to him, and see that he's pulling up a file under the name of your building and today’s date. It takes you two seconds too long to realize what he’s doing, the thought only sinking in right as you see the hallway security camera footage on the screen.

“Jason—” you try to close the computer but he bats your hand away.

He forwards through the footage, as you scramble trying and failing to reach past him, various building occupants coming in and out of frame rapidly.

“—please just listen to me.” But he did listen to you, and he heard that someone tried to hurt you. That was all he needed to hear.

He stops when he sees you enter the frame, watching closely. He sees you flipping through the mail. He sees your neighbor slither out of his apartment and stand far too close to you. You take a step back only to be met with two steps forward by him. He says something to you, probably asking where your boyfriend is.

The angle doesn’t show his face, but it does see yours, and you look incredibly uncomfortable. You don’t answer him, which evidently was enough of an answer in itself.

Your neighbor tries to brush some of your hair out of your face but you snap your head away, stumbling back a little. He uses your lack of balance as an “excuse” to grab onto your waist, pulling you close to him.

Your hands are out in front of you and you’re shaking your head as he pushes towards you. His lips land on your neck and you try to move backwards, but he grabs your wrists and holds you in place.

You fight against his grip, and upon realizing that your struggling doesn’t matter to him at all, you dig your nails into his wrists so hard you draw blood. He groans in pain and his grip on you loosens.

You snap your hands away and push yourself away, locking yourself in your apartment. Your neighbor lingers for a moment, shouting something at the door before trudging back into his apartment and slamming the door.

Jason snaps the laptop shut, coming to a stand once again. His fists clinch at his sides. “That was not nothing.”

No, it wasn’t. But you feel so helpless right now. You sure as hell felt it in the hallway, and it keeps lingering in you and you’re not sure why. You couldn’t do anything then, you can’t do anything now…it feels like all the bad things in the world are closing in on you and you just have to let it happen.

“I…I don’t want anyone to die because of me…” your words aren’t quite matching your thoughts, but this is the closest you can get right now.

He pulls back to look at you, brows furrowed. “It’s—it’s not because of you. It’s because of him. Baby, if I were on patrol and saw him grab some other girl like that I’d do the same thing.”

You know that. You know that. But communication seems impossible right now even though it’s the only tool you have to stop things from closing in.

“No, I know that. I know…it’s just…” Things are closing in anyways. Alright, this is happening now. Your eyes start watering and your voice trembles.

“Fuck, baby.” His hand flies to the back of your head, other arm wrapping around your middle, pulling you to him.

You feel a bit silly, crying over the potential death of someone who tried to hurt you, in front of the Red Hood of all people.

“I’m sorry, I—I don’t know. It’s—it’s too many bad things. I can’t…”

“Okay. Okay. It’s okay. I’ll stay here. I’m staying here with you, okay?” You nod into his chest, tears dampening his shirt.

This is a temporary solution, you know that even now. But you think once it expires, it might be easier to accept whatever Jason’s going to do later.

He’s quiet for a few minutes, holding you in his arms as you sway back and forth lightly.

“Will you forgive me if I kill him?” He whispers into your hair.

You roll your eyes but smile nonetheless. “Don’t.”

“Is that a yes?”

You pull back to look him in the eyes, face setting. “I’m getting the feeling you’re going to do something regardless of how this conversation ends.” He says nothing. “Just, please, don’t kill him.”

He holds you tighter and you do the same, laying your head against his chest again. You feel him press a kiss to your head as he takes a deep breath.

You think on it for a moment, figuring it needs saying, “And don’t get in trouble.”

Your neighbor comes home late that night, trudging through the front door with a perpetual frown. He opens the door to his notably unlocked apartment. He drops his bag on the ground with a thump and flicks on the lamp next to the door. He shuts the door and turns the lock when the red elephant in the room pipes up.

“Hey, bud.”

He jumps, spinning around, “Who the fuck—oh, shit.” He freezes the second he sees him, sitting in the armchair across the room. The Red Hood nods, loading the gun in his hand.

Your neighbor stutters, “What—what are you doing here?”

He looks up at him, cocking the gun. “You put your hands on your neighbor, yeah?”

He looks fake-shocked at the accusation. “What? No, I would ne—which neighbor?”

He can’t see it, but Hood’s face drops into a deadpan. “That is really not helping your case.”

Your neighbor eyes the gun nervously.

Hood sighs, “I’m not going to kill you. I’ve been told it’s bad manners to execute someone the first time you meet.” He glances down the nail marks on his arm and steels his jaw. “No. What’s going to happen is you’re going to break your lease and move out. Within the next week.”

The neighbors eyes widen, “A week? Are you insane?”

Hood tilts his head a bit before shaking it, “Nah, you’re right. By tomorrow night.”

“This is my apartment. I live here, I’m not going anywhere. And unless you’re secretly Saul the landlord under there, you can’t do anything about it.” He crosses his arms, clearly feeling very proud of himself. Well, killing him isn’t the only option, is it?

Hood stands, making his way across the room casually. “Yeah, I thought you’d say that.” He clocks him hard on the head with the frame of his gun. He goes down quickly and loudly, clutching his head, groaning. “The alternative is getting beaten half to death and hoping whatever hospital you end up at knows what they’re doing.”

Honestly, neighbor boy is pressing his luck as is. Maybe it was a bad idea for Jason to bring the gun.

“Fuck! Fine! I’ll go!” He wails.

Hood kicks his abdomen with the side of his boot, though not nearly as hard as he wanted to. “Shut up. You’ll disturb the neighbors.”

The neighbor groans again, quieter. He mumbles something about Hood being crazy but it gets lost under the grunts of pain.

Hood crouches down next to him, patting him on the head with the barrel of his gun. “Don’t worry, bud. I’ll check up on you. And if I ever see you so much as look in the general direction of another girl I’ll put a bullet in your head. Sound good?”

Your former neighbor drops his head to the ground, hand still clutching the growing swell on his forehead.

[lilianne-tarot]

Pick a card: What do they secretly simp over when they fall for you ⋆˙⟡

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‧ ₊ ˚ ✧ PILE 1 ‎✧ ˚ ₊ ‧

Welcomeee my dear reader of pile 1!!! Let me tell you something, Pile 1, the way y’all unintentionally snatch hearts out here is not fair 😭💀. You catch people’s eyes so easily, like, without even trying. And it happens the most when you're just… being your purely unapologetic self. No forced perfection, no seeking validation, no “do I look okay?” energy. Just you in your own world. THAT’S when the spotlight shines on you and your admirers suddenly forget how to breathe. It happens a lot, trust me, and with many of them (Not kidding, I literally took a deep breath while writing this because that’s how intense your energy felt 😭.)BUT, y'all are also the type to zone out very easily.

Your eyes, babygirl… ooooofff. They radiate like lasers, not the dangerous kind, the kind that pierce right through someone’s heart and leave a permanent mark. People don’t just see you, they feel you. They remember you. You're the kind of person who makes tarot readers like me throw my cards in the air and yell, “Y’ALL DON’T KNOW YOUR POWER 😩🔥.” Because you don’t. But you need to.

Shadow work is screaming your name rn. Like, it came through LOUDLY, even in a love-focused reading. YKW. YALL DO SOME SHADOW WORK ASAPPP. TAKE MY DAMN ADVICE. NOW. Y'all have no idea how much this would elevate your presence. Just look through what kind of shadow work you exactly need. If i had to suggest something that would generally suit most people of this pile that i would suggest shadow work for leo traits cuz damn the amonut of yellow and orange i saw here is insane. And the first thing I heard from the universe was that y'all need to do some shadow work. DO IT. 

Coming back to your secret admirers, these poor souls are really trying their best to impress you. They know they’re not just dealing with “a crush.” You’re Top tier in their eyes. Their self-awareness skyrockets around you. They’re not delulu anymore, just down bad 🫡. It’s like someone walks into a room, sees you and suddenly their inner monologue switches to: “How do I become worthy of this goddess?” No joke. What’s SO special about this pile is that your admirers aren’t just thirsting after you. They’re rooting for your happiness. Like genuinely. When you smile, their heart just calms down. When you’re glowing? They feel like the sun has just risen. No in-and-out, no confusion. When people fall for you, they fall hard and purely. Like that “I’d walk to the ends of the Earth if you needed milk” kind of love 😭.

AHHH THIS PILE IS SO WHOLESOME MY HEART CAN’T TOELRATE THIS😭 these people want to always nurture you and protect that zeal and infectious positivity you have. I'm reminded of one edit of “The Summer I Turned Pretty” where Belly says. “MY boyfriend, MY jeremiah” with wanna be yours by Arctic Monkeys plays in the background. Like THAT’S the vibe. That’s the kind of energy or whole scenario that goes through your admirer's mind when they think of you. BUT BUT BUT, YOU are *THE* CONRAD of their life, “everywhere I go, there's a memory of Conrad”( belly's words btw), you're The one they never forget. The one who leaves traces of their existence in every corner of their memory. Every place they go, every random moment, they see something that reminds them of you. You’re not just a person. You’re a feeling. (I'll stop with my tsitp rant here) 

And yes, even the ones who are like, “Ugh, I don’t believe in love” yeah, them too. Even they catch themselves picturing a cozy little future with you. You spark this strange but beautiful kind of chivalry in them. They wanna step up. Be better. Match your level. They’d rather work their asses off to be someone who could actually sit beside you and feel worthy, instead of just fantasizing forever. You radiate stability and class, while simultaneously being that distant dream they hope to one day reach. They’re constantly imagining “what if” scenarios. Like literally, someone out there probably thinks about you while washing dishes, daydreaming about what it would be like to talk about your future house, your dogs, your chaotic love language, all of it. Even if they don’t believe in “happily ever after,” they want one with you. LET ME INTERRUPT WITH THIS: You may sometimes think, “Why doesn’t anyone ever fall for me like THAT?” Bestie. Stop right there. People DO fall for you, they just assume they don’t stand a chance. You're not seen as someone people wanna “hook up with for fun.” You’re seen as the person they’re not good enough for. And honestly, that’s their own mental block. “Your lips say nothing, but your eyes say everything.”

Your introversion, your peace, your love for personal space, those are the exact things that make people fall in love at first sight. For this, yall can also say that generally the people who fall for you are either introverts, call toppers, or someone who is very ambitious about their goals. But when it comes to you, it’s like they stumble across you and they fall for you in a heartbeat. It’s not logical. It’s emotional, magnetic, and instantaneous. They don’t even know what hit them. You just walked in their life, and suddenly, they’re not the same.  You aren’t the type of person people “decide” to like. You’re the type people wake up realizing they’re in love with. Like… “How the hell did I end up here??” One minute you're just someone they saw across a room, next minute they’re rearranging their entire schedule to walk past your desk.When people fall for you, something inside them shifts. Like a switch flips. They’re suddenly motivated to grow. To evolve. You walk into their lives, and without doing anything, you make them question who they are and who they could become. Powerful stuff.

 You are not the loudest in the room, but you're the one they remembers. You’re the paragraph they reread. The softness that lingers. The reason someone started working harder, healing deeper, or dreaming bigger. So if you’ve ever doubted yourself, this is your confirmation: you are admired, adored, and loved far more than you know. 

They don’t just fall for you, Pile 1. They never recover from it. ✨

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‧ ₊ ˚ ✧ PILE 2 ‎✧ ˚ ₊ ‧

Welcomeee my dear reader of pile 2!!! Before I even pulled the cards, I got this strongggg feeling that y’all Pile 2 attract the most corny ahh and kinda thirsty type of people 😭. Like yes, some of them are probs horny on main, but also They’re so cringe in the best way possible. The kind of cringe that makes life fun and gives you butterflies but also icks you out a little bit (don’t lie, you know what I’m talking about 💀) And flirting??? BABY. It’s IMBEDDED in the way people crush on you. Whether it’s intentional or accidental, your dynamic with your admirers is mostly a little cheeky LMAO. You’re probably out here being a flirt. It could be intentional or unintentional. Knowingly or unknowingly (or maybe you know...). It’s not “admiration from afar” vibes with you, no, no. Your admirers are mostly mutual friends, friend-of-a-friend, people online or even your close friends. For a lot of y’all, these crushes actually end up getting confessed, like we’re not just imagining fantasy situations, they really try it.

OKAY I’m not saying it’s always, but it's very similar to Peter Kavinsky and Lara Jean's dynamic during their fake dating era. (Did I just drop this reference here because i worship Peter Kavinsky? YES. And do I suggest y'all to do the same? Also YES)

Now, As approachable and fun as y’all seem, you intimidate your admirers more than you think. But in a soft “you could emotionally destroy me” way, not a scary energy. You’re the kind of person who’s laughing and playful one second, then the next second you're staring into their soul like, “That was rude.” And suddenly they’re peeing themselves. Not literally. (Actually maybe literally, idk their bladder strength 😭) Your power lies in that switch-up btw. That unpredictability is super magnetic. 

And the thing is, this scary  side of yours, You NEED to keep it. Because it filters the unserious ones OUT. Anyone who’s actually worth your energy is gonna step TF up and handle you with the depth and effort you deserve regardless of however you treat them. They know you’re not here for casual nonsense. 

When someone ACTUALLY falls for you, You become a literal part of their life. Not just a fleeting crush. You stay. You become their joy, their comfort, their what-if daydream. And the gag? Most of y’all don’t even know how many people feel this way about you. Like your name lives rent-free in people’s minds and you have no idea 💀. You also attract people who are emotionally open about liking you, they’re not trying to keep it to themselves. Some of them may even overdo it, like texting you about their dreams and telling you they miss you when y’all only hung out twice 😭. But at the core of it, They genuinely see your presence as healing. Comforting. The type of person they’d want by their side through all the mess.

Now let’s talk the serious stuff. Y’all didn’t come out the womb this wise and calm. There’s a whole warrior arc in your backstory. You’ve faced betrayal, loneliness, self-worth battles, and still came out with your head high. THAT is why people are drawn to you Also??? The fact that you still have this bright, bubbly side while carrying those wounds? That’s strength. That’s power. That’s hot. You’re not quick to let people in. You’ve built strong boundaries, and for some of you, you’re still learning how to protect your peace. But when someone does earn your trus, You're the most devoted, loyal, and emotionally generous person ever. You’ll hype them up, stand beside them, ride-or-die energy unlocked. That’s why people who crave real loyalty? They get addicted to you.

And bestie… we gotta talk about this one very specific admirer that came through LOUDLY in this pile. I saw a female energy, someone who might be a friend, an old classmate, or someone who’s watched you silently glow-up through the years. Regardless of your gender, this is someone who’s in awe of your ability to rise, to win, to move through hell and still smile. She admires your resilience, your boldness, your light. It’s actually so pure and supportive, it gave me goosebumps. 🥹 This admiration could be romantic or plutonic 

BUT regardless of all of this, People don’t just see you as a fun crush. They see you as someone they want to build a bond with. Emotional intimacy. Shared vulnerability. REAL love. You’re warm, healing, and easy to connect with. You make people drop their guard, feel heard, and reflect their best version back to them. That’s soulmate energy, babe. You may not be the most “available” person emotionally, but the moment you let someone in? You change them. You literally unlock a new emotional depth inside their soul. That’s not something they forget. Chemtrails over the country club BY lana would be the perfect song for you. That’s how i see pile 2. Not the public side everyone knows. But the REAL YOU.

 Pile 2, you are so complex in the best way. Sweet but intimidating. Flirty but guarded. Soft but strong. People fall for you because you’re not afraid to protect your peace. Because even when you’ve been broken, you still choose love, laughter, and softness.

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‧ ₊ ˚ ✧ PILE 3 ‎✧ ˚ ₊ ‧

Welcomeee my dear reader of pile 3!!! Okay, bestie, so right away I’m seeing that for pile 3, y’all attract people mostly because of your charm 😭. And when I say charm, I mean it in the literal dictionary definition way. It’s not mysterious or hard-to-reach, it’s obvious af. You’re attractive, yes. But it’s not just the looks, it’s also the way you talk, the way you move, your voice, your vibe, your whole aura. (Don’t roll your eyes, this is deadass channeled bestie I’m just the messenger 😭). There's a huge theme of physical attraction here. Like, your admirers are not normal when it comes to how they see you. It’s giving: “I blacked out the moment they walked in.” AND OMG OMG OMG I just heard this line that slapped me across the face: “ These things I wanna say to you but I’ll just let you live…”, “Like if you hold me without hurting me, you’ll be the first to ever did.”

(AHHHHHHH 😭😭  STOPPPP. The first line? That’s from your admirer’s POV. They’re like, “God, I wanna pour my heart out but I’ll keep it to myself and just let you exist in peace.” The second line, That’s YOU. You’re out here carrying emotional scars and just praying someone won’t break you again. (Brb sobbing in the corner.)

Pile 3, bestie… I feel like y’all genuinely crave the feeling of being loved. Not the situationship stuff. I’m talking unconditional, can’t eat, can’t sleep love. You crave that “someone really sees me and stays” energy. And when people fall for you, Babyyy they fall HARD. You’re literally their “that’s it” moment. Like even if they met you yesterday, they’ll be like: “YKW… I think she’s my soulmate” and their bestie is like: “SHUT UPPPP. You’ve said that 90 times already today AHHHH.” (LMAO this sounded so funny in my head 😭)

There’s this genuine innocence and curiosity to y’all that people find so freaking attractive. You give off this vibe like you're always learning, exploring, ready for the next story. And that energy is so infectious. Your admirers get EXCITED just thinking about you. They feel something stir inside them, like their inner child wakes up. You make them wanna live more. (Like okay??? Inspiration queen???) Even from a distance, you seem interesting af. Love looks pretty on you by nessa would describe you so well (guys i found this song for you after thinking for so long lol😭)

Also, you are the friend of the group who cares for everyone. The sweet, emotionally present one. The one who’s always checking in and always comforting others But also very emotional. You’re def the type of person who, if I looked over at you during a sad movie scene, your eyes would be red like a whole tomato LMAOO.

BUTTTT, there’s something deeper here too. I feel like y’all have been traumatized by something from the past. A loss. A heartbreak. A betrayal. Some kind of memory or wound that you just can’t seem to move on from. (Of course this won’t apply to EVERYONE but like... the energy is strong, babes.) It’s like “clinging to a pain that’s long gone, but still shaping how you love.” Some of y’all dealt with serious grief, divorce, losing someone, a major failure. Your admirers see this in you. They notice how you’re trying so hard to move forward, but that grief still remains with you.

I can see how you keep filling other people’s cups, yet you always end up with yours being spilled. That soft, giving heart of yours have been bruised. So now you’re cautious. You don’t trust easily. And that’s fair, but your admirers wish you’d just notice that they’re here too. Like, they’re not those people who hurt you (ofc im not talking abt all of them, this is the picked out genuine ones). They genuinely admire you. They’re not here to take advantage. But you’re scared to reach out again. (I just wanna wrap you up in a warm blanket rn.) They also see you as someone who needs to lighten up a little, not in a rude way, but like, they want you to play again. Be carefree again. Let love IN again. Ughhh 

Oh, and here’s the thing… you’ve got HIGH standards. Like skyscraper-high. You’re not out here settling for someone mediocre with “potential.” Nah. You want the real deal. And your admirers feel that pressure. Especially the ones who aren’t totally put-together. They see you as someone who only has eyes for other overachievers like yourself, and they’re like: “Oh she wouldn’t even look at me unless I’m CEO of something.” 😭😭 So yes, your accomplishments? Your power? Your ✨big soul✨? Intimidating af.

Alsooo, your admirers are the type of people who are Jealous as hell. Like possessive for no reason lmao. Even without being with you, even without you knowing they exist, they feel like they own a lil piece of you. The moment someone else talks to you, they’re going insane internally. (Imagine being that magnetic without even trying 😭).

And your communication that’s one of the BIGGEST green flags you have. You’re literally so easy to talk to. Once yall move on from the trauma you have, and stat opening up to people more easily. The bond feels strong, open, and mature with you. Like, actually emotionally intelligent. Even if y’all have some spicy debates here and there, they still feel like they can be honest with you. That’s so rare. That’s what makes you unforgettable.

You’ve got this vibe of: “We can talk through anything. We can be real. No games.” And honestly, that’s more fulfilling than half the fake fairy-tale crap most people have experienced in the past. You offer something real. Safe. And exciting. (A rare specie??? Yes. That’s why they’re obsessed.)

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70 Things I think about Boyfriend!Jason Todd

(f!reader)

i am so so so normal about him, I swear

1. He doesn’t bring work home

Jason has a strict no Red Hood talk in the apartment rule unless it’s absolutely necessary. You know when he’s been out rough- he limps a little, his knuckles are raw, but he’ll deflect with, “Guy at the bodega tried some shit.”

You don’t ask. He doesn’t offer. That’s the deal.

2. He’s pierced and quietly punk about it

Yeah, his ears are pierced. Probably has been since he was a teenager trying to look cool in Crime Alley. You caught him wearing your tiny silver studs one morning and when you asked about it, he grunted, “Didn’t want the holes to close.” But now? He steals them on purpose. Your favorite heart-shaped pair? Gone. He’s wearing them on patrol.

3. Jumpy as hell

You’ve learned to call his name gently if his back is to you. Sudden touches get a reaction- nothing violent, but fast. Too fast. His shoulders tense. His eyes flick to every exit like muscle memory. Sometimes he apologizes under his breath like he hates that part of himself. You just squeeze his hand and remind him he's safe here.

4. Lives on black coffee, toast, and junk unless you intervene

Left to his own devices, Jason will literally survive off diner coffee and cold toast- or worse an unholy amount of energy drinks. You started slipping protein bars and cut fruit into his bag like you were packing for a grumpy kid. He acts annoyed. He eats every bite.

5. He smells like leather, gunpowder.... and your shampoo

He started using your shampoo one day “by accident” and now he just does it on purpose. You don’t even complain because the mix of him and you is better than any perfume.

6. Stole your bracelet and won’t admit it

A dainty chain bracelet you lost months ago? It's looped around the base of one of his pistols now, dangling like a charm. When you spot it and raise an eyebrow, he just shrugs:

“Must’ve fallen into my bag.”

“You expect me to believe-”

“Guess you shouldn’t leave your stuff lying around, sweetheart.”

He’s never giving it back. That’s his lucky charm now.

7. Clings in his sleep

He’d never admit it, but he’s a stage-4 clinger. Arm around your waist, face tucked against your shoulder, legs tangled. If you get up to pee, he’ll grumble in his sleep and roll into the warm spot you left behind like a human furnace.

8. Won’t say “I need you,” but he shows it

He fixes your sink at 2 a.m. because it dripped once. He tracks your location “for safety” (but it makes him breathe easier). If you’re late texting back, he spirals internally but never shows it- just casually drops by, “coincidentally,” to check on you.

He won’t say “I need you.” But he shows it. Every damn day.

9. Sings along to old records while cleaning

You caught him once deep-cleaning his guns while singing quietly to a scratchy vinyl playing old blues rock. You didn’t say anything. Just listened. It felt like church.

10. Says “I’m not good at this” but is good at this

He thinks he’s bad at love. He thinks he’s bad at being normal. But he kisses your forehead when you’re sick, folds your laundry weird but tries, and reads the same book five times because it’s your favorite.

He’s good at love. In all the ways that matter.

11. “I love a man in leather” ruined him forever

It started as a joke- you said it with a wink, barely teasing. But Jason? He froze. Blinked. Filed it away. And then that night, lying in bed, stared at the ceiling thinking about all the tactical leather he already owned.

The next time he came home from patrol, he stood awkwardly in the doorway, helmet in hand.

“...Do you like it when I wear the jacket?”

You smirked. He blushed. And that was the beginning of the end.

12. He was pretty sure he was vanilla. He was wrong.

Jason always thought he was a “lights off, soft kisses” kind of guy. And he still is- but now there’s rope in his bedside drawer, wrist cuffs under the bed, and a vague working knowledge of Shibari. He’s not saying it’s all your fault.

But it is.

13. He only lets himself explore it with you

You’re the only one he trusts enough to see that side of him. He’s not used to feeling safe being vulnerable- even when he’s the one in control. But with you? He can breathe. He can ask. He can learn.

And when you look up at him with love and hunger in your eyes, he doesn’t feel like a monster- he feels wanted.

14. He absolutely panicked the first time he said “Good girl”

It slipped out. He didn’t plan it. He just said it in the heat of the moment and you moaned. Hard.

Jason’s brain blue-screened.

He froze for a solid three seconds and whispered, “...Did you like that?”

You nodded.

He never stopped saying it after that. Still says it like it’s sacred.

15. But outside the bedroom? He's still the shyest little freak about it

You: *teasing him at dinner with a wink*

Jason: *choking on his water and glaring at you like he’s been caught committing crimes*

You: “Baby, you literally tied me up last night.”

Jason: “Keep your voice down!”

16. Leather jacket is now permanently associated with you getting handsy

It’s your fault. Every time he wears the jacket, you get a look in your eye like you’re about to climb him like a tree.

Now he can’t put it on without a smug smirk and the quiet thought: She’s gonna pounce.

17. He’ll never go to a sex store in person, but he’s got a burner account online

Jason Todd has a burner account with expedited shipping and privacy wrapping because he’s too much of a shy little freak (to everyones suprise) to risk being seen browsing handcuffs in person.

You caught him once comparing reviews on two different floggers, reading so seriously you'd think it was a medical journal. He blushed hard when you snuck up behind him.

18. Aftercare king

No matter how dark or rough it gets, he’s the most tender man afterward. Holds you close. Kisses your shoulders. Runs you a bath and washes your hair like it’s a ritual.

“Did I go too far?”

“No, Jay. You were perfect.”

And he just melts, forehead against your shoulder, whispering: “Okay. Good.”

19. Still folds towels wrong. Still starts fake fights about it.

He'll tie you up with perfect knots but can't fold a towel for shit. You don't know how the two coexist. He’s a contradiction you’re obsessed with.

20. One time he called himself your “bad boy” and immediately cringed

He was trying to be flirty.

He meant it ironically.

He said, “You like your bad boy in leather, huh?” and then groaned halfway through it like he regretted every word.

You burst out laughing.

He kissed you to shut you up.

He's 'Bad Boy 🎀' in your phone now and he hates loves it.

21. He is so dramatic when he’s sick

This man has literally died. He’s been shot, stabbed, blown up.

But give him a head cold? And he is bedridden. Blanket burrito. Groaning like he’s on his deathbed. Whispering, “Tell Alfred… I fought bravely…” before blowing his nose with your nice hand towel.

22. “I’m fine.” - a blatant lie

He’ll cough so hard he bends over double, then straighten up like nothing happened.

“You need rest-”

“I’m fine.”

“You sound like a dying engine.”

“I’ve had worse.”

Yeah. And? That doesn’t mean he should be eating cereal for dinner and refusing to take cold meds.

23. He won’t admit it but he’s needy as hell

He doesn’t ask. Not directly. But his head ends up in your lap. He “accidentally” falls asleep curled against your side. He mumbles your name mid-fever dream, eyes fluttering open and searching for you.

You bring him soup, and he blinks at you like you’ve just saved his soul.

24. Absolutely pouts if you leave the room too long

He’ll be half-asleep, but the second you get up to do anything- laundry, pee, breathe -he’ll grunt, shift dramatically, and mumble,

“…Thought you left me to die.”

You roll your eyes. “I was gone for two minutes.”

“Could’ve been the end.”

15. He’s warm. Like a human furnace

Fevers don’t just make him sick- they make him clingy and overheat-y. He’ll wrap himself around you like a weighted blanket and then get mad when you complain about sweating.

“I’m literally melting, Jason.”

“I’m dying, but go off I guess.”

26. Gets oddly philosophical when medicated

One dose of NyQuil and he’s pondering the meaning of mortality and if souls really go to heaven.

“You think if I died again, you’d still love me?”

“Jason. Baby. Please take a nap.”

27. Claims he doesn’t remember any of it once he’s better

You mention how cute he was? The way he asked for more soup with a soft “please” and big sleepy eyes?

“I don’t recall,” he says.

You show him a video? “Deep fake.”

Catches you giggling? “You’re making shit up. I’m a menace. I don’t cuddle.”

28. But secretly? He loves how you take care of him

He didn’t get this, growing up. No one ever rubbed circles on his back or checked his temperature with a kiss. He doesn’t know how to ask for it… but god, he soaks it up when you give it anyway.

It’s healing in more ways than one.

29. When you get sick later? He panics

Oh suddenly he’s a nurse. Full-time. Soup. Blankets. Calls in favors from actual doctors he knows.

“Baby, it’s just a sore throat-”

“No. No. I’ve seen this before. It starts with a sore throat. Next thing you know, you’re in a Lazarus Pit.”

30. One time he sneezed in his helmet and you never let him live it down

He didn’t take it off in time. It echoed. It was tragic.

You laughed so hard you cried.

He glared at you with the most long-suffering expression of his life and muttered,

“This is why I work alone.”

31. He warns you the first time things get serious

It’s not the mask that’s hard to take off. It’s the shirt.

The first time you're undressing each other, he pauses, hands shaking slightly as he pulls back.

“I should warn you,” he says.

And then quieter:

“It’s bad.”

32. He avoids mirrors when he’s shirtless

Not just because of the usual trauma- but because sometimes he catches his reflection and flinches. The Y-shaped autopsy scar down his chest is brutal. Surgical. Cold.

It reminds him of what he was: a body on a slab. A lost cause.

Not a man. Not a lover. Just evidence.

33. He expects you to look away

Even as he undresses, he’s already bracing for it- for the flicker in your eyes, the pity or horror or discomfort.

He stares at the wall. Waits for the silence. Waits for the shift in the way you breathe.

34. You don’t look away. Not even a little.

Your touch is reverent. Your lips follow the trail of old scars like a prayer.

“You’re beautiful,” you say.

Jason’s chest stutters, and he doesn’t believe you- not really -but he wants to.

God, he wants to.

35. He never turns the lights on during sex. Until you ask him to.

He’s okay in shadows. He’s safe in them.

But one night, you whisper, “Let me see you,” and something in him breaks open.

He lets the light touch all the places he hides.

And your hands never flinch.

36. His scars are sensitive

Especially the big ones. Sometimes they itch. Sometimes they burn.

But when your fingers trace them? It’s grounding. Calming. Makes him feel like maybe he can own this body again.

37. One time, you kissed his chest and he teared up

He didn’t mean to. It just happened.

You didn’t say anything- just held him while he breathed through it. And that silence? That softness? It meant more than any words could.

38. You bought him a new mirror one day. He stared at it for weeks before using it.

It was taller. Nicer. Framed in soft wood. When he finally stood in front of it with you, he didn’t look away.

You stood behind him, arms around his waist, and he whispered,

“…I don’t hate it as much. When you’re in the picture.”

39. He traces your body the same way now

All the places you’re soft, he worships. All the places you’ve ever been insecure- he sees none of it.

“Look at me,” he says.

“If you can love this,” he gestures to himself, “then you better let me love you.”

40. You never treat his scars like they make him broken

Because they don’t. They make him Jason. And you wouldn’t trade a single inch of him- not the roughness, not the past, not the damage.

Because under all of it, is a heart that still dares to love you back.

And that's more beautiful than anything you’ve ever seen.

41. Letting it slip about the Waynes

One day, while in the middle of an argument (as one does), Jason just blurted it out.

“Okay, fine, maybe I was adopted by the Waynes!”

You froze.

“Wait. Hold up—WHAT?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m a Wayne. Big surprise, right? Have fun with that one.”

"...BABY, FUCK YOU MEAN YOU'RE RELATED TO BRUCE FUCKING WAYNE?!?"

Jason just stares at you, clearly unprepared for this reaction.

“I-”

“JASON. WHAT. THE. FUCK.”

42. He immediately regrets saying it

As soon as the words leave his mouth, Jason wants to claw them back. He’s not ready to unpack that- it’s a can of worms he’s been keeping sealed tight.

But then there’s you, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, looking at him like he just dropped the biggest bombshell.

“Shut up, okay? Just—just don’t bring it up ever again.”

But he knows that’s never going to happen.

43. He insists on not using any of Bruce’s money

The second he found out about the inheritance, Jason made it clear:

“I’ll never touch any of that money. It’s not mine.”

Bruce offered him more than enough, but Jason’s pride wouldn’t let him. He’d rather suffer on his own than take a single dollar from the man who, in his mind, could never truly be family.

Yet, when you need something- he can’t help but slip you a debit card once in a while, eyes narrowing as if daring you to question it.

44. Off-brand snacks and drinks, forever

You’re sitting at home one night, you reach for some chips, and Jason’s hand slaps yours away.

“No. Not those.”

He reaches into the pantry and pulls out a bag of “Chipperoni Crunchies,” not the name-brand chips, but the generic stuff. The ones that come in weird, colorful bags with cartoon characters on them.

“They taste better.”

You give him a skeptical look.

He just shrugs.

“They do.”

It’s the same with his drinks. He’ll turn his nose up at anything with a fancy label on it and will only go for store-brand cola that comes in an off-color can.

“You can’t taste the difference,” he insists, as he sips from a glass bottle, wiping the rim like he's a secret connoisseur of trash beverages.

45. He keeps a stash of “guilty pleasures” in your kitchen

No one else is allowed to see the true extent of his obsession with cheap snacks. If Alfred found out, he'd be disappointed. So he keeps it secret.

When you’re not looking, he’ll stockpile all of his guilty pleasure foods in your kitchen: neon-colored candy, microwave pizza, and prepackaged cupcakes with sprinkles that stick to your teeth in the worst way.

“Don’t tell anyone about this,” he mutters, but you both know it’s inevitable.

He’s just Jason. No amount of money or Wayne prestige can make him stop being Jason.

46. The first time you tease him about it, he’s defensive

You laugh at the ridiculously large bag of "fake Cheetos" he’s just brought over.

“Don’t laugh,” he growls. “They’re better, okay?”

“Really? The fake version of Cheetos?”

“It’s called being resourceful,” he grumbles, crossing his arms like he’s trying to defend his honor.

It’s just a bag of chips, but the Wayne pride is stronger than he likes to admit.

47. He will never be caught at a five-star restaurant

You’ve tried. You’ve dragged him to fancy places, tried to get him to “treat himself” to something nice.

Jason? Never steps foot in a place like that unless it's on business- and even then, he’s glaring at the rich patrons like they're the real criminals.

His idea of a perfect date? Fast food, a cheap diner, or just takeout from his favorite hole-in-the-wall pizza place. That’s his comfort zone.

48. If you ever bought him something fancy, he’d get weird about it

You got him a really nice leather jacket once- smooth, premium quality, sleek black.

He took one look at it and immediately said, “You didn’t need to get me this, babe. I’m good with my old stuff.”

But when you weren’t looking, he stroked the soft leather and secretly loved it.

The jacket still sat in his closet, perfectly untouched- just waiting for a moment when he’d admit that maybe he deserves nice things. But he’s not there yet. Not really.

49. He low-key loves your "bougie" (normal) snacks, but won’t admit it

You try to introduce him to your more “refined” tastes. Maybe it’s a fancy cheese, or high-end chocolate, or a real coffee drink that’s not just “instant” powder.

At first, Jason’s all about his junk food. But you catch him secretly swiping the expensive chocolate bar from the fridge.

“I hate these,” he says, but you catch the way his eyes flicker with a guilty pleasure.

“Then why do you keep eating them?”

“Shut up.”

50. He’s proud of his independence

He may hate the whole Wayne legacy, but he’s still proud of how he’s carved his own path. His tastes, his choices- even his snacks -are just another way of proving that he’s not defined by his 'family' name.

And somehow, that’s the part that makes him feel the most like himself. Not the Red Hood. Not “Wayne’s adopted son.” Just Jason Todd.

51. You call him “daddy” in front of someone- an accident to be fair

One morning, you’re in a rush to leave for work and casually call out, “Bye, daddy!” out of habit before heading out the door. You don’t even think twice about it.

But when you shut the door, you turn and see Damian sitting on the couch, looking at you like you’ve just committed the most cardinal sin.

Silence fills the room as you realize what you've done.

Jason, meanwhile, is trying not to laugh while Damian stares him down, and there's a whole "You told her to call you that?" conversation that never gets resolved. Damian just gives Jason the side-eye for the next few days.

52. The first time you meet his family- Oh boy…

When Jason finally takes you to meet his family, you almost choke at the sight of that massive, impressive mansion.

You’d been hearing about them for a while, but nothing could prepare you for the pure opulence of the place.

Jason, trying to play it cool, introduces you to his siblings. But deep down, you can see the unease in his eyes. He’s hoping his siblings don’t completely embarrass him in front of you.

Spoiler: they totally do.

53. Jason’s siblings stealing you away to tell you embarrassing stories

Once they know you’re there, his siblings (usually the most asshole-ish ones) quickly whisk you away to the kitchen or garden, telling you the most embarrassing Jason Todd fucked up stories.

One talks about the time he tried to sneak out as a kid and got stuck in a tree for an hour. Another shares the story of when he lost a bet to Damian and had to wear pink for a week and he cried.

By the end of it, you’re laughing so hard, you can’t tell if Jason’s going to explode or just sit there trying not to die of embarrassment.

54. Jason’s family finds out you’ve been living together for a year- a whole year?!

At a family dinner, you and Jason casually mention you’re planning on moving apartments soon.

That’s when his siblings drop the bombshell.

“Wait, you’ve been living together for a year and never told us?”

Jason looks at them like he’s been caught in a mildly embarrassing situation. “What’s the big deal? It’s not like I owe you a rundown of my life.”

His family is way too interested now, and Jason tries to play it cool, but you both know it’s one of those awkward moments that will haunt him for years to come.

55. Jason’s protective side when it comes to his family and you

If his siblings start messing with you too much or saying anything too embarrassing, Jason’s response is instant.

“Knock it off. You wanna deal with me?”

He doesn’t threaten them, but the way he says it? Yeah, they take a step back.

And when it’s just the two of you later, he’s like, “If they ever make you uncomfortable, I swear, I’ll-”

You reassure him, but you appreciate how seriously he takes your comfort with his family.

56. Jason buys you a ridiculously expensive gift, but it’s low-key, and you’re both uncomfortable

One night, Jason comes home and hands you this insanely expensive necklace with a diamond 'J' charm—way out of your usual price range.

"What's this?" you ask, giving him a confused look.

“Just... because,” he says, scratching his head awkwardly. “I saw it and thought you’d look good wearing it.”

You’re immediately touched, but you can tell Jason’s acting a little weird about it. It's one of those moments where he wants to spoil you, but his pride gets in the way.

57. Jason finds it way too easy to spoil you now though

At first, he fought it. He thought, “Nah, I’m not the type to just throw money around.”

But now? Oh, now it’s second nature.

If you even hint at something you want, Jason’s on it like white on rice.

He knows the moment you mentioned a new phone, you’re gonna find it waiting for you at home. Because Jason was already ahead of the game.

58. His family doesn’t understand his quiet obsession with you

At some point, his siblings ask him directly, “So... when are you gonna admit you’re in love with her?”

Jason almost chokes on his drink. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But everyone knows. His family can see how he softens around you, how he’d do anything to make sure you’re comfortable and happy.

And Jason’s so not used to this, so he just acts all defensive about it, even though his family’s already figured it out.

59. Jason doesn’t actually talk about his family that much

It’s not that he’s embarrassed. It’s just that Jason doesn’t want you to see him through the lens of his family’s wealth and drama.

Sometimes he lets little things slip, but mostly, he keeps his family life under wraps.

He doesn’t need you to like them. He just wants you to like him, and to him, that’s what matters most.

60. Jason’s family low-key approves of you

Despite all the chaos, his family starts to realize that you’re a good match for Jason. You challenge him, make him laugh, and somehow manage to keep him grounded when his ego gets out of hand.

At the end of the day, they know he’s better with you.

That doesn’t stop them from occasionally teasing him, of course, but they can see what he sees in you.

61. Jason panics to pick the perfect ring

Jason spends days- days -agonizing over the perfect ring. It’s not that he doesn’t know what you’d like, it’s just that this is a huge decision. He doesn’t want to screw it up. So, of course, he recruits his sister for help, who takes you out on a ‘girls day’ to get your nails done and do some shopping. You have no idea why, but Jason’s silently breathing a sigh of relief the whole time as she helps pick out a ring that he’s sure will make you say yes.

62. Jason cries while talking to his brothers

Jason never thought he’d be talking about marriage to anyone- let alone his brothers. But here he is, pacing back and forth in front of them, confessing that he’s about to propose. And he's... crying. Not because he's weak, but because he's terrified. “I’m actually doing this,” he whispers, shaking his head. “I’m about to propose to the woman I love. Holy shit, I’m actually doing it.”

His brothers? They’re all smiles and a little bit of laughter, making fun of him, but deep down, they know this is a big step for him, and they support him.

63. Jason gets on one knee, and you don’t say anything

When he finally proposes, it’s simple. In the park where you had your first date. Jason goes down on one knee, holding the ring out in front of you, but you’re so quiet that for a second, he thinks you’re going to say no. Panic sets in, and then you start sobbing, whispering over and over, “Yes, yes, yes.”

Jason’s heart nearly explodes, and he kisses you right there, the world disappearing around you both.

64. Hes... a dad?

A few months after the proposal, you show him the ultrasound picture, and Jason freezes, his eyes tracing the dates. He counts back, and a realization hits him like a ton of bricks. “Oh fuck,” he mutters to himself, panic rising. “That was the night we-”

It takes him a minute, but he’s almost certain. That was the night you conceived. It’s terrifying, yet beautiful, but he’s more scared than he’s ever been. He wants to be a dad, but can he actually do it?

65. Jason moves the wedding date up

Jason may not be traditional, but once he found out about the baby, he made a decision. The wedding date was moving up. He wasn’t going to have his daughter born to parents who weren’t married, and damn it, he wasn’t waiting any longer. He wants to make sure that little girl has the kind of family he never had growing up.

66. The wedding is simple but perfect

The wedding is small and simple, just how Jason wanted it. His brothers are both his best men, and they give him so much shit about it, but Jason wouldn’t have it any other way. You agree to let his sister be your maid of honor, and though there are a few moments of tension, everything falls perfectly into place. Jason, in his suit, looks at you like you’re the only thing that matters. You both say your vows, and there’s no turning back now.

67. Jason holds his newborn and sobs

When you give birth to his daughter, he holds her in his arms for the first time, and Jason just breaks. He’s never been so overwhelmed in his life. It’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and when he presses her tiny body against his chest, he cries. Big, ugly, full of love tears. "I’m gonna protect you with everything I’ve got," he whispers. "I promise."

68. The Wayne family spoils her rotten

It’s not surprising that Jason’s daughter gets spoiled by the entire Wayne family. Every time they visit, she gets showered with gifts, new clothes, toys she doesn’t even know what to do with. Jason watches it all with a soft smile, knowing how much this little girl is going to be loved and protected. They can spoil her as much as they want, because she’s his little princess.

69. Jason being the ultimate girl dad

It’s her fourth birthday, and Jason’s letting his daughter paint his face with play makeup, sitting there patiently as she dabs the brush all over his face. It’s the kind of moment that makes Jason feel like the luckiest man alive. He’s so in love with her. No matter how messy or goofy things get, he wouldn’t change a thing. She’s his little girl, and he’ll cherish every second.

70. Jason Todd has never been happier

As chaotic and sometimes overwhelming as his life has been, nothing compares to this moment. Sitting on the couch with his daughter on his lap, his arms around you, Jason can’t help but think that this? This is happiness. The love he never knew he needed has found him, and for the first time in a long time, he feels like everything is right. He’s a husband, a father, and for the first time in his life...

He feels at home.

And that leather jacket you got him years ago? He's finally wearing it.

RAHHHHHHHH I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT HIM

[thegoldencontracts]

Kisses

From this list:

1. Malleus—Lizard Kiss

The two of you sat there in a comfortable sort of silence. He was reading a book about fae, and you were doing schoolwork.

Suddenly, however, he stood.

"Tsunotarou—?" You asked. He moved towards your seat.

"May I kiss you?"

A gentleman, wasn't he? Malleus always did know how to say the most charming thing without even trying.

"Of course," you said. He nodded, chuckling lowly.

"Close your eyes, child of man," he whispered in your ear. You obliged, bracing for the inevitable explosion of emotions.

And then he licked your lips.

It was not a kiss, no. A kiss would imply your tongues at any point made contact. Rather, this was something different. You were deeply confused. What was he doing?

He pulled back, and you opened your eyes. He looked awfully proud of himself.

"What was that?" You asked, brow raised. "Was that supposed to be a kiss?"

Malleus looked at you confused, very much resembling a lizard, though the way he tilted his head reminded you more of a very sad puppy. Now you felt bad.

"Is that not how you humans kiss?" He asked. You fervently shook your head.

"What—?! No! That's not-" you sighed. "Here. I'll show you."

With a newfound resolution to show this foolish dragon the true implications of a kiss, you leaned towards him, pecking him on the lips. When you pulled away, you noticed he was dumbfounded.

"I take it you liked that?" You asked. He remained unmoving.

"Fascinating," he said at last. "For such a little action to feel so wonderous."

"Now that's a little far-"

"Do it again."

"Huh?"

"If you would please," he re-iterated. "Do it again."

You had a feeling you were going to be there for a while.

2. Ruggie—Palm Kiss

“What do you think of fairytales?” He asked one day.

You looked up in surprise.

“Now that’s a question I never expected you to be asking," you said. Ruggie snickered.

“Can’t blame a guy for being curious,” he said. “You can tell a lot about someone from how they answer something’ like that. Maybe they’re a dreamer, expectin’ a Prince Charming to come sweep ‘em off their feet. Or maybe they’re one of those folks who thinks anything remotely happy is stupid. But, ah, you’re definitely not the first type. You’re datin’ me, after all.”

He laughed to himself, a mix of causal and slightly self-deprecating.

“Imagine,” he said. “Me, a prince, pullin’ all sorts of cool moves to make you swoon.” In a caricature of a gruff voice, he tittered, “It’ll be alright, babygirl, I’m here.”

You laughed, both at the impression and at the words he spoke.

“It is stupid.”

“Yeah,” you said. “It’s obvious I’d be the Prince Charming. You’re the fair maiden swooning."

Ruggie snickered.

“Then maybe you should be pampering me,” he said. “Like by doing the dishes for once.”

You grabbed his palm.

“Of course,” you said. “Anything you desire.”

And then you pressed a kiss.

Watching him short circuit in real time was priceless.

“I- I was just jokin’ when I said that, y’know,” he mumbled. “I don’t need coddling-“

“Shh,” you said, pressing a finger to his lips. “You’re tired. Sleep.”

And despite his protests, he was out like a light.

You fell asleep as well. It was a lovely thing, you thought, the two of you, in peace, together.

“You’re still not gonna do the dishes, are you?”

“Ehehe, sorry…”

3. Leona—Ear Kiss

“You know,” you said. “You’re kinda like a big cat.”

Leona scowled.

“I ain’t a cat.”

“Hey,” you raised up your hands defensively. “That wasn’t what I said. I said you’re like a cat.”

“Give me one way I’m like a cat.”

“Your tails kinda flicks around when you’re happy about something,” you started. “And your ears droop when you’re sad.”

He sucked in a rapid breath, tail swishing anxiously.

“You’re making stuff up.”

“Am not!” You huffed. “Look, your tail’s doing it right now!”

He looked to it, eyes narrowed as if he were betrayed, positioning himself so his tail was hidden.

“Hey!” You said. “Don’t hide your cute tail from me!”

He just stared at you, eyes narrowed.

“I’m not showing it for your to gawk at,” he muttered, ears flattened. Cute.

You stood up, resolute.

“At least let me appreciate the other cat part of you, then!” You said.

And just as it looked like he was about to find a was to hide his ears as well, you pounced.

And kissed around his ears.

“What’re you—“

“Do you want me to stop?” You asked. Leona looked away for a second.

“Do whatever you want,” he said simply. You just snickered.

He really was a big cat.

[lina-lovebug]

I'd Fight The Devil

Pairing: Alastor x fem! reader

Background: reader is Lilith and Lucifers oldest, and resembles Lilith more. Lucifer has a hard time bonding with her because of this, and Alastor decides to step in.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"DAD'S COMING?!"

(Y/N) Morningstar, firstborn daughter of Lilith and Lucifer, was currently having a breakdown over the fact that her father was on his way to the hotel.

She'd have no issue leaving, of course, but Charlie tricked her dear old sister into staying by saying she needed help with the hotel. . .and told her their dad was coming when he was two minutes away.

It's not like she didn't miss him, but things became different once their mother disappeared. Lucifer threw himself into his ideas, and (Y/N) tried maintaining their relationship but he couldn't even stand the look of her.

"I'm sorry! But I thought maybe you guys could talk while he's here?" Charlie suggested with a gulp, twiddling her fingers.

"I'm done trying with dad. If he wants to talk, he can come to me," (Y/N) crossed her arms, firm on her stance.

"I never thought I'd meet someone with worse daddy issues, but here you are, cher," Alastor, with his famous grin, looked down at the Princess of Hell. She huffed, not in the mood for his side comments.

"Alastor, please-"

"He's here!"

"-please fucking hide me!" She ran behind him, despite the mass amount of blonde hair making it obvious.

He chuckled.

Honestly, since meeting the eldest Morningstar, Alastor deemed himself her Protector. Not that the girl wasn't capable or needed him persay, but he cared for her. Being on the aroace spectrum, he wasn't plagued by a selfish desire to fuck her, but it was a sweet concern that slowly turned into a need to be near her.

A need to make her his.

"Hopefully he doesn't-"

"Pumpkin?"

"Fuck," (Y/N) silently cursed under her breath before Alastor stepped aside.

"Hey dad," Lucifer felt a pang in his sinister heart at her tone. She sounded uncomfortable and wouldn't even look at him, but he also remembered that he couldn't look at her at times.

It reminded him of happier times.

Times he didn't want to be reminded of anymore.

"So how've you been? Heard you've got a fancy job now. Probably making loads of money, huh?" He chuckled nervously.

"Dad, it's my company. I made it."

And he couldn't even remember that she did that?

Any dad would remember that his child created her own business.

"Ouch."

"And it's got a fucking duck on the logo. God, dad," She rose her voice, "you can't even remember that?"

"I've been busy, pumpkin-"

"Too busy to call? Too busy to even fucking call?!"

Charlie flinched at the harshness in her voice. She's always been a firecracker but she's never seen her so angry.

"I'm not fighting with you, (Y/N)," Lucifer stepped towards her, "why do you insist on fighting? Especially when I'm here for Charlie."

"Oh, you're here for Charlie?" Her horns started to come up through her skin, rolling back like a rams.

Just like her mom.

"I'm not making this about me. I just wish you'd make the effort instead of it having to be me," She missed who he was.

And during this, Alastor could see the pain on her face. She was furious, and rightfully so.

But he let her fight her own battles.

"I'm sorry that I look like mom. Is that what you want me to say?!"

"Yes!"

He didn't mean it. Of fucking course he didn't mean it, but it slipped out.

"Dad! That's enough!" Charlie ran to her, seeing tears well up in her sisters eyes. "How could you say that?"

"Pumpkin, I-"

"Don't," She sniffled, holding Charlie close, "don't come near me."

But he didn't listen.

He hated being the fact that his little girl was crying because of him.

"I think you've come far enough," Alastor spoke, getting infront of Charlie and (Y/N). He is excellent at saving face, so his pure unadulterated rage was hidden beneath his smile.

She hiccuped behind him, sobbing into Charlie's shoulder.

"Don't make me move you," Lucifer glared.

"And don't make me fucking kill you for hurting what's mine."

His voice turned more static-like than before, his eyes a burning red and his horns outstretched. He was a fucking shield for his Princess, and not even the King of Hell could get through. Lucifer recognized this and humbly backed away, retreating with his tail between his legs.

_ _ ☆ _ _

(Y/N) spent the next hour crying in her room. Over the years, she had started to hate herself for looking like her mom, and Lucifers' confirmation only reaffirmed it.

"Need anything else?" Charlie asked her. Although her sister wasn't searching for redemption, she had her own personal room in the hotel.

"Can you get Alasto-?"

A knock sounded at the door.

"Was he there the whole time?" She sniffled, and a muffled "maybe" came through the door.

Her bed was surrounded by napkins that she quickly placed on her bedside as Charlie allowed Alastor inside.

Alone.

The two of them.

Might as well just throw them condoms and say get to it, is what (Y/N) was thinking. She's known about her crush on The Radio Demon for a few months now, having a fantasy dream here and there, but wasn't much of an active person herself.

"Thank you. I know he tried to fix it, but I couldn't stand to look at him," Her puffy eyes made Alastors eye twitch, still a small spout of anger for her father.

"Of course, my dear," He sat himself next to her on the bed.

"Because your father, although the King of Hell, is a fucking coward", is what he wanted to say but kept those words for himself.

"Did you mean it? That I'm yours?" She asked, her hand inching closer to his.

"I never say anything I don't mean, cher," He grabbed her hand, kissed it, and made the she-demon gasp.

"I thought you hated touch."

He chuckled, "Oh, I do, but not if it's you. Your skin is warm, and it brings me comfort. You bring me comfort."

"You'd have me, even if I want to be glued to your side? Even having petty fights with my dad?"

"Darling, I'd wear your skin if you asked."

"Oh, how romantic," She blushed before both his hands came up to her face, bringing her into a needy kiss. With her, he needed to feel her.

Someday, even all of her.

"And I'd eat demons with you," She whispered against his lips.

"Oh my heart may burst, my dear."

Taglist: @lorkai @droopingdatura @tr1coo @randomuser-89 @abbiedail @evelin1o1 @sseleniaa

[salemlunaa]

✵˚∘ NEW YEAR = STARTING AFRESH ✵ ˚∘

let’s freshen up and get clean as we go into 2025 ᥫ᭡

✵∘˚ VERSE I | A FEW REMINDERS

you’re not a loser because you “didn’t manifest anything” in 2024

leave that alone now and don’t dwell too much on it, you can always flip your thoughts instantly

time isn’t running out for you, you are everything, you have everything here and now.

circumstances and time do not exist so stop all that wallowing in sadness

you’re okay and you have all that you want, all that is needed is to stand firm

∘˚✵ VERSE II | THINGS WE ARE LEAVING IN 2024

1. PROCRASTINATION

tell yourself no “i’m not gonna script that one last thing because my subconscious mind already knows what i want down to the minute details” you’re going to get off your ass AND APPLY and DO IT, stop yourself before you start:

no more doom scrolling, no more “i’ll do it later”,

stop yourself before you spend another hour on socials when you could be living your dream

2. “BUTS”

you guys are seriously tiring us bloggers with the “i know we have to stand firm but-” but what? you either have it or you don’t

“i have been standing firm but i’ve been doing that for 3 months now how long is it gonna take” no you haven’t, you’ve been WAVERING for 3 months, they aren’t the same don’t get it twisted. If you have been standing firm you would have it all.

again, you either have it or you don’t, and not for the sake of affirmation, i mean really.

3.TRYING

you don’t try, you DO, you ARE, you BE. simple

“i’ve been trying to induce pure consciousness for 2-” there is no trying, not for the operant power, and i’m not just trying to be motivational, once you find out about the law there is no such thing as an “attempt”, you just DO.

4. (giving weight to) CIRCUMSTANCES

the 3d isn’t real. who’s to say you always fall asleep when inducing the “I AM” state? who’s to say your life sucks? no seriously where is the evidence of that? in the 3d? do i need to smack some sense into you guys?

you’re the one reaffirming your problems to the subconscious mind. because the subconscious mind cannot see or hear the 3d.

you are going to stand firm no matter what happens, no matter what the 3d shows you

5. OVERCONSUMPTION

stop scrolling for it to click, no “clicking” is needed for a god, you KNOW everything you are everything, you do everything correctly. EVERYTHING

so know that you don’t need to watch that video, know that you could literally have everything now if you would just get off your devices, push that fear away and apply

✵˚∘ VERSE III | WE’RE DOING IT THIS TIME

no more procrastination, no more fear of failure. WE ARE ALL GONNA LOCK THE FUCK IN this year.

physically or mentally note down everything you want and know you have it now

circumstances can do whatever, you don’t care, you shouldn’t, because you have your dream life

whether it be affirmations, visuals, sublimals, or simply deciding

scream, let it all out, as well as being a god you are human, but let it be known that it doesn’t change the fact that you have everything you want

close your eyes, breathe and cleanse yourself of all the toxins: bad habits, bad mindset and bad energy

clean slate now, you’ve got this, go get your dream life

you’re a beautiful god/goddess with everything you want because that’s just how it is for you, you always get everything you want.

🪽🧺🩰 as they say: new year, new you. let’s do this!!

happy new guys, how’s 2025 going so far?? (also can’t believe my birthday is in 3 days 😟, like damn haven’t even had time to settle into the new years, early jan babies know 😭)

[fromdove]

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— dick grayson when he's in love hcs ᵎᵎ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

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⤷ he teases you a lot. like. annoying. if you mispronounce a word one (1) time you will never hear the end of it. he’ll bring it up three weeks later like “remember when you said ‘sherbert’ instead of ‘sherbet’ lol dumbass” and you’re like i know where you sleep

⤷ he likes watching you do mundane things. like tying your shoes. or flipping pages. or brushing your teeth. “you always do that little pause before you spit. it’s cute.” <- what are you even supposed to do with that.

⤷ will Not. let you walk on the curb side of the street. ever. like you’ll try and he’ll do that quiet sidestep-switch like no. no. i’m the buffer between you and the world. get behind me baby i’m trained in 47 types of combat

⤷ you sneeze once. ONCE. uno. one. 1 !!!! time. and suddenly he’s Googling “early signs of pneumonia” and wrapping you in three blankets like you’re in an igloo.

⤷ he’s not subtle. not even a little. he’s grinning all the time. like you’re his little secret. except you’re not. because everyone knows. because he talks about you constantly and doesn’t realise it. like someone asks “what do you think of this sandwich place?” and he’s like “oh my partner hates pickles” and you’re like. ok???? who asked???????

⤷ texts like. really badly. "on my way" / "u good?" / "?" / “home safe?” / “did you eat?” / “also here’s a stray cat i found near the precinct it made me think of you bc it was mean but cute”. no punctuation. and then sends you a 3-paragraph message about a book from the 70s that reminded him of you.

⤷ one time you got a papercut and he ACTUALLY KISSED YOUR FINGER. like what is this. a 2003 romcom. who does that. you let him anyway.

⤷ dates are like. chaotic. they range. they VARY. he’ll plan them so carefully and then forget the address. it goes from him taking you rooftop dancing at 2am (he knows the security guard don’t ask). to the fanciest more expensive restaurants. or sometimes its the most random places...like why are we eating cold dumplings on a fire escape at midnight. why am i in your lap. why is this perfect. why r u dancing on the rooftop. pls. i just wanted to eat. it could also be you two literally brushing teeth side by side in pajamas while he talks about some city ordinance that made him mad.

⤷ also he’s like. a hand holder. all the time. especially in crowds. “just so i don’t lose you” ok liar you just like touching me.

⤷ he’s sooooooooooo good with kids it’s disgusting. like you’ll be walking past a playground and suddenly he’s in a full game of tag with a bunch of eight-year-olds like??? ok??? and you’re sitting there like is this what being in love feels like???????? have my babies then??????????

⤷ he gets nervous when you meet bruce. he acts like he doesn’t care but he’s standing straighter. fixing your collar. whispering “you got this”. like. dude. broski. seems like you need that advice a little more than me..

⤷ he brings you little things all the time. dumb things. a keychain. a sticker. he's gotten u a mug that says “i like my boyfriends like i like my coffee: hot and ready to fight crime”. he's like "that describes me perfectly babe!" ok..... just say ur inlove w/urself..

⤷ he loves when you wear his shirts. he pretends to be chill but he deflates when he sees it. “is that mine?” yes dick. it says “haley’s circus” on it. and it smells like crime fighting and your conditioner now. congrats. he’s 70% more handsy. 30% more cuddly. 100% ferocious internally. his caveman brain is like “MINE.”

⤷ he has like. six nicknames for you. three of them are variations of “birdie” and one of them is “hey trouble” and he says it with that little lopsided grin and you melt and throw a pillow at him and he catches it with one hand

⤷ he’s like. stupidly in love. and he’ll kiss your hand when he’s driving. and you’re like. eyes on the road. and he’s like. “i have great reflexes” and you’re like. great. that’s not the point.

⤷ he talks in his sleep. sometimes it’s mission stuff. sometimes it’s your name. once he said “alfred please no more soup” and you almost peed yourself laughing. he was so embarrassed. you bring it up constantly.

⤷ when he’s gone for patrol or a mission longer than expected he always texts. even if it’s just “still alive. miss u. criminals suck.”

⤷ he’s not flashy. but he’s intense. he listens. remembers everything. “didn’t you say you liked this song in april?” yes he has a playlist. yes it’s called “her smile > gotham skyline”

⤷ he acts like you’re a little miracle. like he can’t believe you’re real. he’ll just stare at you sometimes and blink slow like a cat and say “i love you” like it’s a confession every time.

⤷ he’ll tease you but only about dumb things. like how you sometimes stutter when you ramble or how you always leave the cap off the toothpaste. and then he’ll fix it. quietly. every time.

⤷ when he introduces you to his friends. he’s like. so soft. “this is my person. be nice. or i’ll beat you up. lovingly.”

⤷ you catch him looking at you all dreamy sometimes and he just goes “what?” and shrugs and kisses your forehead like it’s no big deal that he’s in constant awe of you

⤷ he’s in love like it’s easy. like it’s gravity. like he’s spent his whole life falling and you’re the first place that ever felt like landing.

⤷ you ask him to hang out and he’s like yeah yeah ofc and then five minutes later you’re on his bike and he's like “is gotham cold or am i crazy” and you're just clinging to him like a lil barnacle while the skyline blurs. he's only thinking about how soft your hands are on his stomach

⤷ he sends you memes. like. actually. they’re dumb. sometimes Nightwing fan edits. he pretends he doesn’t know you know. “someone sent me this” like ok babe sure. "someone" aka your own saved folder. keep lying

⤷ in love dick is like. chaotic neutral trying to be lawful good. he’ll pick you up from school or work and you’re like “you didn’t have to” and he goes “i know” but he’s there every time

⤷ he does this thing where he’ll lean on the counter while you talk. like hand-under-chin. dumb lil smile. he’s not even listening fully sometimes. he’s just watching you like you’re a painting in a gallery he’s been to before but still finds new details in. annoying. beautiful. criminal

⤷ if you’re sleeping over he’s sleeping on the edge of the bed because he moves like a windmill and he’s afraid he’ll knock you out mid-dream. but by morning you’re tangled. always. no exceptions

⤷ ok so. gifts. random. weird. he once gave you a grappling hook keychain and was so smug about it. “just in case you need a quick escape.” sir. from where. my bedroom??

⤷ he talks about you to everyone. not in a gross bragging way. in a like. “yeah (y/n) helped me pick this” or “(y/n) said i’d like this song” or “you’d like them. they’re really funny. and smart. and good. and like. they’re just. yeah.” and then changes the subject aggressively

⤷ he will NEVER say no to you playing with his hair. he’ll act like it’s not a big deal but if you stop he’ll be like “wait. you were doing the— you were playing with my hair—”

⤷ he's the type to check the exits wherever you go but also brings you gum and hand sanitizer like the world's most traumatised dad

⤷ sometimes he zones out while you're talking and you're like hello?? and he's just like “you looked really happy. i wanted to remember it.” AND THEN HE HAS THE NERVE TO SHRUG. ok poetic boy

⤷ he gets weirdly possessive but like. silently. if someone flirts with you at a party he’ll just kind of materialise next to you like “hey babe” and put his arm around you like hello yes i am six feet of jealousy wrapped in kevlar

⤷ he will not admit he cried over you once (more than once, lets be real). even though it’s obvious. even though jason literally heard him sniffling in the batcave. it’s fine. let him pretend

⤷ when you’re upset he gets quiet. not cold. just. steady. he listens. he doesn’t try to fix it unless you ask. he sits next to you and holds your hand and says “i’m here.” and he is. fully. always.

⤷ he’s got scars on scars but he lets you trace them. tells you the stories if you want. lies about the ones he’s not ready to talk about. it’s ok. you know. you wait

⤷ love makes him dumb. he does pushups with you sitting on his back. buys your favorite snacks in bulk. lets you paint his nails and then goes on patrol with them like it’s normal (it is)

⤷ he teaches you how to do flips. or tries. and then laughs when you fall. but then also kisses your scraped elbow like “my bad babe” with zero actual remorse. “you’ll get it next time” he says while still laughing. he’s sososososo annoying. you love him.

⤷ wears your hair tie on his wrist like it’s part of his uniform. you say nothing. he says nothing. but it’s always there.

⤷ teaches you escrima if you ask. but only if you promise not to make fun of the sticks. you make fun of the sticks anyway. he fake pouts. you kiss him mid-fight. he drops one stick. it’s fine.

⤷ carries a picture of you in his wallet and pretends he doesn’t. you find it once and he tries to act like it’s no big deal. “whatever. you look cute. move on.”

⤷ he thinks he's subtle. he's not. the whole batfamily knows. jason makes fun of him. damian gags. tim just leaves the room. bruce is like “don’t get distracted” and dick is like “yes sir 🫡” while actively distracted.

⤷ picks at your food. then acts shocked when you do the same. “you said you weren’t hungry??” yeah ok YOU said you weren’t emotionally available dick now look at us. hypocrites in love.

⤷ gives you nicknames like “hotshot” or “trouble” and then blushes when you call him anything. “dork” makes him literally malfunction. he pretends to be offended but smiles when you’re not looking.

⤷ gets quiet when you’re sad. like real quiet. sits next to you and just waits. doesn’t force you to talk. but if you do talk—he listens. like really listens. remembers every word. brings it up months later. “you said this place makes you feel calm” oh so you remember that ok

⤷ he’s so annoying. in the best way. like. the type of annoying that makes you blush and kick your feet and want to punch a wall. his wall specifically.

⤷ he’s all casual flirty with everyone right?? but when he’s in love with you??? he turns tender. like terrifyingly tender. it’s like he’s trying not to break you by looking too hard. like eye contact might detonate you. but i mean. either way. he still stares at you hard. even when trying not to.

⤷ he does the “can you sit with me while i do paperwork” thing. like you’re a cat. like he just wants you in proximity while he suffers.

⤷ he picks up food for you without asking. every time. "thought you might be hungry." no baby you knew. we have a soul connection. you felt my hunger. don’t play with me

⤷ he touches your back when you cross streets. lets you walk on the inside of the sidewalk. opens the door even when you argue. says "just let me take care of you a little." & now you’re sobbing in the CVS skincare aisle. congrats.

⤷ he lets you braid his hair when it gets too long. he pretends to hate it. you both know he’s lying.

⤷ if you're tired? he's pulling you into his lap before you can blink. he’s like “you rest. i got it.” you don’t even know what “it” is. but he’s got it. apparently.

⤷ "you don't have to do everything alone anymore." <- said in a whisper. at 1:47am. when you tried to sneak out so he wouldn't see you cry. yeah. he saw. and now you're in his arms and he's not letting go until morning.

⤷ when he's in love he’s... warm. like that kind of warm that feels like sunshine on a cold day. or like a bath that runs the perfect temperature.

⤷ he remembers everything. like that one time you said you liked strawberry twizzlers?? there's a pack in your glovebox now. he swears he didn’t put it there. liar.

⤷ you call him in the middle of the night because you had a bad dream and he’s like “i’m coming over” and then he’s actually there. barefoot. in sweatpants. holding two mugs and looking worried

⤷ he loves all of you. not just the good stuff. he loves the mess. the overthinking. the crying. the way you squeak when you laugh. he calls it “his favorite sound.”

⤷ every time you fight. he comes back. every time. he won’t let you sleep mad. he’ll wait on your fire escape all night if he has to. says “i’m not leaving until we’re okay. even if you throw something at me.”

⤷ once tried to not fall in love with you. failed.

[wettbaby]

Onyankopon headcanons #1

⭒ SYNOPSIS: how ony treats his girl in a relationship

⭒ WARNING: mild cussing, fluff

⭒ MASTERLIST

⭒⠀1. HE DOES NOT LET HIS WOMAN ARGUE WITH ANOTHER MAN.

If his girl even starts to raise her voice at another man? Nah.

ony’s already stepping in-calm, slow, but deadly serious.

He'll slide in between them, hand gently on her waist like, "That's enough. I'll handle this."

And if she tries to keep going? Oh he's pissed. Quietly pissed.

Later, behind closed doors, he'll look her dead in the eyes and say,

"You don't argue with men. Not while I'm here. That's not your weight to carry. That's mine. You stay pretty, stay calm-I've got it. Always."

You think he's mad? Nah, he's protective. And he doesn’t need another man to upset his baby.

⭒ 2. SHE TOUCHES ABDOOR HANDLE? OH, HELL NO.

Whether it's a car, a restaurant, a hotel lobby—if she reaches for a door and Onyankopon sees it? He's stopping her hand mid-air like,

"The fuck you think you doing?”

He's offended. Like deeply. Looking at her with the nasties mug he can give. This man will open every damn door

—physical, metaphorical, emotional. That's his job.

He doesn't say it to control her-he says it because in his eyes, she deserves that kind of gentle princess treatment, always. And when she forgets? Oh he's gonna remind her. Soft voice, sharp tone:

"Don't rob me of the chance to take care of you. I'm not just here to love you-I'm here to serve you. Let me do that."

⭒ 3. HE GETS IRRITATED WHEN OTHER MEN TRY TO “HELP” HER.

Some random guy trying to give her directions? Onyankopon steps closer. Another dude trying to lift her suitcase? Onyankopon beats him to it-effortlessly.

He'll never say "you're mine" out loud in public, but the way he positions his body, the way his hand stays firm on her lower back, the way his jaw clenches? Glaring at them, Oh-Everybody knows.

Later he'll murmur:

"You don't need another man to look out for you. That's what I'm here for."

⭒ 4. SHE STARS CRYING OVER SOMETHING SOMEONE SAID OR DID? HE’S ALREADY ON IT.

Tears? Instantly, his energy shifts. Not dramatic-but dangerous.

He'll cradle her face, whisper calming things, wipe every tear-then square his shoulders and go handle it.

No yelling. No cussing. Just that calm, terrifying, "I'm going to make sure this never happens again" tone. And once it's done?

He's back beside her holding her tight, kissing her forehead and whispering to her the most sweet things a man could say.

⭒ 5. HE DOES NOT LIKE BEING IGNORED OR DISMISSED.

If she waves him off mid-discussion? Oop. That triggers something ancient in him. Not anger-but dominance. He'll pull her aside, tilt her chin up gently and say,

"When I speak, you listen. Not because I'm in control-but because I speak with love. I deserve the same damn respect that I give you.” and he's right.. because damn it, when Onyankopon talks? He means every word.

⭒ 6. HE DOESN’T DO PASSIVE LOVE. HE DOES ACTIVE DEVOTION.

This man wakes up already thinking, "What does she need today that she's too stubborn to ask for?" So no, she's not opening her own doors.

She's not arguing with random men.

She's not lifting things or fighting battles or chasing validation.

Not on his watch.

[reixtsu]

Baby Saja x Reader pda headcanons

જ⁀➴ 1. King of Casual Touch

Baby Saja is constantly touching you in public — arm slung around your shoulders, hand resting on your waist, pinkies intertwined under the table.

It’s not possessive; it’s more like… if he’s not touching you, he feels off-balance.

> "Where you goin'? Stay here. I wasn’t done holding you yet.”

જ⁀➴  2. Whispers + Teasing = Flustered Reader

He lives for leaning in close just to whisper something that makes you blush — usually when others are around.

He’ll whisper in your ear way too close, smirking when you jump or hide your face.

> “If you keep looking that cute, I might forget we’re in public.”

જ⁀➴ 3. PDA Level: Clingy Koala

Back hugs from behind while waiting in line. Always.

If you’re standing still for more than 3 seconds, his arms are around you.

He rests his chin on your shoulder like it belongs there.

> “Mmm, don’t mind me. Just recharging from your warmth.”

જ⁀➴ 4. Sneaky Little Kisses

He’s sneaky with kisses. Quick pecks on your cheek when no one’s looking. A kiss on your temple while you’re mid-sentence. Light lips on your knuckles when you pass him something.

The moment you react flustered, he grins like a demon who just won the lottery.

> “Oops. Did I distract you again?”

જ⁀➴ 5. Fake Innocence, Real Mischief

When the others catch you two being couple-y, Baby pulls the “What? I’m just being nice!” card.

Meanwhile, he’s got your hand stuffed into his hoodie pocket with his.

> “I’m cold. What? I’m not doing anything weird. You’re the one looking guilty.”

જ⁀➴ 6. Sharing Drinks (Indirect Kisses?)

He sips from your straw and doesn’t even ask anymore. Then gives you a daring look like, “What? Wanna kiss me or not?”

He acts completely unfazed while you melt from the casual intimacy.

જ⁀➴ 7. Taking Selfies Just to Post Cropped Pics

He takes selfies with you every time you're out. But only posts the ones where your face is turned or hidden, saying you're "his secret treasure."

Fans go feral trying to guess who it is.

> Caption: "You can’t see her, but I can. 😌"

જ⁀➴ 8. PDA with a Hint of Flirty Threats

When he notices other people eyeing you, he pulls you closer with a lazy smile that doesn’t look threatening — but it is.

He’ll kiss your cheek in front of them and hum innocently.

> “Gotta remind the world you’re taken. And by a demon. Dangerous combo, huh?”

જ⁀➴ 9. Backstage Clinger

Backstage, he gets extra clingy. Before performances, he tugs you aside to hug you tightly, sometimes humming into your neck.

Says you’re his “luck charm” even if you say that’s cheesy.

જ⁀➴ 10. Napping in Public = Snuggling in Public

If you nap on a long ride or at the dorm couch, he’ll curl up against you without a care who sees.

Fans have caught him asleep on your shoulder during livestreams more than once.

> Comment section: “WHO IS HE SNUGGLING?!”

જ⁀➴ 11. He lives to fluster you in public.

You’ll be talking to someone, all normal, and Baby will casually run his hand down your back just a little too slow.

Or he’ll press in just a little too close when there's plenty of room.

> "Oops. Tight space." (It’s not.)

જ⁀➴ 12. Whispering things he knows will wreck you

He gets real close to your ear and says things like:

> “If I kissed you right now, would you melt or combust?”

“I’m being good right now. You don’t want me not being good.”

You slap his chest, he laughs, and of course, leans in closer.

જ⁀➴ 13. Neck nuzzles that feel way too intimate

He buries his face into your neck whenever he hugs you from behind — breath tickling your skin, lips brushing close but not quite kissing.

He hums low like he’s scenting you.

> “Mmm… You smell good. Like mine.”

જ⁀➴ 14. Subtle teasing in group settings

Hand on your thigh under the table. Pinky stroking your inner wrist. Smirking when you squirm.

And then acting completely innocent when you shoot him a glare.

> "You okay, baby? You look flushed. Need water?" (He's the reason you're overheated.)

જ⁀➴ 15. That dangerous lip bite

Whenever you catch his eye from across the room and smile? He bites his lip. Every time.

Doesn’t even try to hide it.

If you bite yours back, he’s immediately on his way to you.

જ⁀➴ 16. Whispered threats during hugs

He’ll hug you, pull you close, and very quietly say things like:

> “Keep tempting me and I’ll forget we’re in public.”

“If you keep looking that cute, I might start something I can’t finish.”

You gasp. He smirks. Always.

 જ⁀➴ 17. The back hug + hip grab combo

Walk too far ahead? He sneaks up, hugs from behind, and lets his hands rest a little low.

When you jump or gasp, he just chuckles and presses his chin to your shoulder.

> “That’s payback for ignoring me, pretty.”

જ⁀➴ 18. That stare he gives you from across the room

When you're talking to someone else, or laughing at something that isn't his joke — he watches. Smiling faintly, chin in hand, eyes locked on you.

The moment you look back, he mouths "Mine.”

જ⁀➴ 19. "Innocent" food sharing that's not innocent

Takes a bite of something, then offers it from his mouth. Deadass.

If you refuse, he pouts. If you accept, he grins like a devil.

> “Didn’t think you’d do it... You’re bold when you’re hungry, huh?”

જ⁀➴ 20. Goodbye kisses that leave you dazed

Pulls you in by the waist, kisses you like you’re the only thing keeping him alive — and then just casually walks away like he didn’t just fry your entire nervous system.

> “I’ll see you later, baby.”

winks “Try not to miss me too much.”

જ⁀➴ Bonus 1: If YOU get flirty first

You tug him close by his shirt and press a kiss to his jaw? He shuts down for 0.5 seconds.

But then he snaps out of it with a low chuckle, and suddenly he's grabbing your chin and whispering:

> “Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

જ⁀➴ Bonus 2: How He Reacts If YOU Show PDA First

If you initiate a kiss or grab his hand first? He short-circuits for 0.2 seconds before smiling like a lovesick idiot.

He lives for it. Will act smug about it, but deep down he’s soft pudding.

> “Aww, you’re getting bold, baby. I love it.

[n0rmal-cat]

Kpop demon hunters x reader- selling your soul for job experience Part 3

[i love you but...that hair has to go, also it took a little longer because i didn't want people to wait to long for 4]

headcanon's part 1 part 2 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12

It took the reader about an hour and a half to gather all the clothes they needed. “I got them!” they exclaimed, throwing the clothes at the boys.

“Ow…” one of them whined, rubbing his shoulder where the clothes made contact.

“Now go change! I need to see my vision realized,” reader insisted, gently ushering the boys toward the bathroom.

“Hold on, we can’t all go in together!” Jinu protested, glancing nervously back at the others.

The reader patiently waited by the door with derpy, who now had a little hat on. The door creaked open, and the boys stepped out one by one. “Yesss!... nooo....”

"I agree, this is stupid," Baby chimed in, crossing his arms and pouting.

"No, not you, you're perfect, you two on the other hand." reader studied romance and mystery. 

"What, me? What's wrong with me?!" Romance asked, offended.

The reader tilted their head, narrowing their eyes in thought. "I didn’t notice it before with your hat, but your bangs are enormous." Romance instinctively placed his hands on his head, shock written all over his face. "But don't worry, I can fix it."

"Fix my hair…" Romance muttered, his expression blank as he processed the idea.

"And you," the reader said, shifting their gaze to Mystery, "we need some hair clips." They reached out to brush the hair away from his face, but received a low growl in response.

"Did you just-"

"Mystery, don't do that. They're not human anymore, remember? Plus, they're our manager," Abby stepped forward, playfully ruffling Mystery's hair.

"It's fine... just please don’t remind me I’m not human," they replied. "Ah, Romance, just come with me and I'll fix it for you." Reluctantly, he followed the reader into the first room they had woken up in.

“Sit down, I’m going to try and find a brush,” the reader said, sifting through drawers filled with things they did not own. “So, do you like your outfit?”

Romance chuckled playfully. "Like it?" He looked down at his yellow shirt. "Darling, I look like a Valentine's Day card made by a toddler with glitter glue. But if you're asking if I 'pull it off," grinned and tilted his chin up, "obviously." 

Finally, the reader unearthed a pink hairbrush. "That’s good," they said, standing in front of him as they began their work. Romance watched them with a look of worry.

Romance winced as the brush tugged at his pink hair. "Are you-" yank "-torturing me on purpose?" His voice was strained. He clutched the bed sheets as if they were going to save him. "You know I could tell Gwi-ma to kill you for this, right? Not that I would! But-Ow! That’s my volume, you little menace!"

"Haha, the volume is your problem, and I'm not trying to hurt you, so sorry I'm just trying to fix it," reader replied with a laugh

The air between them shifted slightly as the reader worked through Romance’s hair, the soft bristles gliding through the strands. A comfortable silence enveloped them.

“Your hair is really nice. What shampoo do you use?” reader asked.

Romance laughed softly. “None. You don’t really take showers where we’re from. Can’t really do much of anything there,” he admitted, his gaze shifted away from them.

"Oh, it sounds... rough.”

Romance flashed a quick smile, though it flickered for a moment as his fingers fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. "Yeah, well…" He let out a dramatic sigh, forcing his usual playful tone back in place. "It builds character! And at least I still managed to look this flawless without running water, ok, well, there is water, but it's not the cleanest."

The tension crept in once more.

“You know, your deal was pretty stupid, right? You should have bargained for more,” Romance commented.

“Yeah, well, if I had known I was selling my soul, I probably would have,” the reader chuckled softly, trying to lighten the mood. “What about you?”

Romance seemed to freeze, his playful smirk crumbled. He exhaled sharply, staring at his own hands as if they betrayed him. "...Because I wanted to be loved." His voice cracked just once before he forced another laugh, tossing his head back. 

"Pathetic, right? A person who craves affection? Gwi-ma loves throwing that in my face." He glanced up at the reader with a grin too sharp to be real. "But hey, at least I got the idol gig out of it! Stage lights almost feel like the warmth of a lover" 

"No, no, I don't think it's pathetic, love is a good thing to sell your soul over, in my opinion. I think everyone deserves love." reader looks at him sadly

Romance's breath hitched. "That’s..." he looked into reader's eyes, "That’s the stupidest take I’ve ever heard." His laugh was loud. "And yet... you say it like you mean it." 

"Well...there, you're all done." The reader stepped back, admiring their handiwork with a satisfied smile.

Romance blinked, running a hand through his now neatly tamed bangs. "...Huh." He made his way to the nearby mirror on the wall.

"So?"

He playfully turned his head from side to side, tossing his hair with a flourish like he was in a shampoo commercial. "Well... somehow you didn’t manage to ruin me," he said with a grin as he looked at their reflection in the mirror. Then, with a fun twist, he spun around and gently tapped their forehead with his claws. "Just don’t let it get to your head, okay?~"

"ow, your claws are sharp." Their hands go up to their forehead. "Hey, actually, you know what, we can paint your guys' nails, I think it would make you more approachable," they said, taking his hand. 

"That’s actually a pretty good idea...." he looked at his own hand

"you know I think I'm killing it at this manager job," reader smiled.

Just after their comment, a knock was heard at the door, reader paused their conversation and went to answer it. "Hello"

Baby stood right outside looking as bored as ever. “We’ve got a problem.”

"A problem, what problem?" reader asked, confused, they were only gone for like ten minutes.

“Well, the Hunters just dropped a new song called 'Golden,' and Jinu is freaking out about it” Baby pointed behind him, where Jinu was furiously scribbling notes.

"Yeah sure, why wouldn't they release a new song right after a world tour? Why didn't I plan for that?" 

"Wait, the hunters are also singers? Oh, is that why you're an idol group?" 

Jinu points a finger at reader, "You manager! You're going to help me book a spot to perform"

"Yeah you're definitely killing it, little manager." Romance pats their shoulder.

[sofiatarot]

PAC: Whispers from your future spouse’s soul: a message your heart needs to hear

TIP JAR - FREE READINGS - PAID READINGS

Sometimes we miss someone we've never met

1->2

3->4

Group 1:

My love, I know how hard it’s been for you to keep standing tall when the world feels like it’s crumbling around you. You’ve carried so much responsibility, always striving to maintain control and stability even when chaos surrounds you. I see your strength, and I admire it more than you could ever know. But I want you to know it’s okay to let your guard down with me. You don’t have to be the one holding everything together all the time. I’ll be your steady foundation when the storms come.

You’ve been going through transformations that feel heavy, almost unbearable, but trust me when I say you’re shedding the old to make room for the new. I want you to look at these changes not as endings, but as doors opening to a brighter, more secure future for us. There’s a seed of something beautiful sprouting in the cracks of your old life—trust it. I’ll be here to nurture it with you.

I know there have been moments where you’ve felt like giving up, where your efforts seemed wasted. But don’t let those doubts consume you, my love. All the work you’ve put in, all the pain you’ve endured, it’s leading you somewhere incredible. I see you as a creator, even in moments when you feel lost. Together, we’ll turn those fragments of hope into something solid.

There’s something you’ve been avoiding, a decision or a truth you don’t want to face. I see you hesitate, afraid of what might happen if you choose. But I want you to know that you are stronger than the fear that holds you back. Whatever you decide, I’ll be beside you, ready to catch you if you fall. You don’t have to figure it all out alone.

When your world feels like it’s falling apart, remember this: sometimes destruction is necessary for rebirth. You are rising from the ashes of what once was, becoming the person you’re meant to be. And when you look around and feel lost, know that I’m here, already searching for you, ready to hold you when we finally meet.

Group 2:

My dearest, I feel your frustration and your impatience. You’re caught in a cycle that feels endless, like no matter what you do, things just won’t fall into place. But please, don’t lose hope. You’re not stuck—you’re learning. Every step, even the ones that feel like missteps, is shaping you into the person you’re meant to be. And I want you to know that I’m so proud of how hard you’re trying, even when you can’t see the results.

There’s chaos around you, and I know it feels overwhelming. It’s like you’re juggling too much at once, trying to keep everything balanced, but it’s okay to let some things go. You don’t have to do it all alone. I’m coming, and when I do, I’ll help you carry the weight. Until then, please don’t be so hard on yourself. You’re doing better than you think.

I sense that you’ve been questioning yourself, your intuition, your path. You’ve doubted your own wisdom, wondering if you’re making the right choices. But trust me when I say that deep down, you already know what’s best for you. You don’t have to second-guess yourself so much. You’re more capable than you realize.

The wheel may look like it's not turning in your favor right now, but this isn’t the end. Life isn’t a straight path; it’s full of twists and turns, and sometimes we have to lose our way to find it again. I believe in you, in your strength to keep going even when the road is unclear. And when we finally meet, I’ll remind you every day of how far you’ve come.

You’re a fighter, my love, even when you feel like you’re losing the battle. Your resilience is one of the many reasons I’m drawn to you. Hold on to that fire inside you, and don’t let the world dim it. I’m here, waiting for the day I get to tell you all this in person, and I promise, it’ll be worth the wait.

(IM SO HAPPY THIS ONE CAME OUT FOR YOU it's one of my fav songs 🤧)

Group 3:

My love, you’ve been feeling like your efforts aren’t paying off, like no matter how hard you try, it’s never enough. But I see your heart, your determination, and I want you to know that it’s not in vain. Every step you take is bringing us closer together, even if it doesn’t feel that way right now. Trust the process, because I already see the beautiful life we’re going to build together.

I know you’ve been hurt before, and it’s made you cautious, maybe even a little guarded. But you’re learning to trust again, to let go of the fears that once held you back. I see you opening up, little by little, and it’s one of the most beautiful things about you. When we meet, I’ll make sure you never have to question my loyalty or my love.

You’ve been moving so quickly, chasing your dreams, your goals, and sometimes forgetting to take a moment to breathe. I admire your drive, but I want you to remember that it’s okay to slow down. Life isn’t a race, and we have all the time in the world to create something amazing together.

You’re surrounded by love, even if it doesn’t always feel that way. Your friends, your family, they see the light in you that I see. Celebrate those connections, because they’re a reflection of the joy you bring to the world. And when I finally step into your life, I know we’ll create a bond just as unbreakable.

You’re on the brink of something incredible, my love. A new chapter is waiting for you, full of opportunities and second chances. Trust yourself, and trust that the universe is guiding us to each other. I can’t wait to meet you and tell you all the things I’ve been holding in my heart.

Group 4:

My dearest, I know how much you’ve been searching for answers, for guidance, for something to hold onto. You’ve been so strong, navigating the challenges life has thrown at you, but I see the exhaustion in your soul. You don’t have to do it all alone anymore. I’ll be here to support you, to guide you, and to remind you of the beauty in your strength.

You’ve been feeling stuck, like no matter what you do, you can’t move forward. But I want you to know that this is just a pause, not an end. Sometimes we need to step back to see the bigger picture, to understand what truly matters. Take this time to rest, to heal, and to prepare for the incredible journey ahead.

You’ve faced heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment, but you’ve never let it define you. That resilience, that ability to keep going even when it hurts, is one of the things I love most about you. I promise to honor that strength, to never be the source of your pain, but the one who helps you heal.

There’s a part of you that’s afraid to let go of the past, to move on from what’s familiar, even if it no longer serves you. But I see your potential, your ability to rise above it all. Trust me when I say that the future holds so much more for you than you could ever imagine.

When we finally meet, I’ll show you what it means to be truly loved, to feel safe and cherished. I’ll be your partner in every sense of the word, and together, we’ll create a life filled with love, passion, and endless possibilities. Until then, know that I’m already loving you from afar, cheering you on as you take each step closer to me.

xoxo🌙

[devilish-cherry]

choso relationship headcanons ♡

ᨳ♡₊➳ choso x reader

ᨳ♡₊➳ crack, fluff

ᨳ♡₊➳ part two

ᨳ♡₊➳ choso nation, we rise. this was supposed to be a short list, but then i blacked out and wrote 20+ of these like my brain was fully infected with choso thoughts lmao i had way too much fun writing these and if even one person giggles, kicks their feet, or whispers ‘he’s so babygirl’ under their breath, then my mission is complete. mwah mwah enjoy the choso brainrot 🖤

₊⊹. choso is very affectionate, but he does not know how to initiate it. he wants to cuddle, but instead of asking, he just sits near you… closer… closer… until you finally sigh and pull him into your arms. mission accomplished.

₊⊹. choso lets you paint his nails. he does not react at all while you do it, but later, when he catches his reflection, he stares at them with pure admiration.

₊⊹. choso picks up on your habits without realizing it. if you always hum while making food, he will also start humming while making food. he is an imprint duck.

₊⊹. choso sees you shiver once and immediately wraps you in his scarf without hesitation, completely deadpan. you try to protest, but he just goes, "you are cold. i do not require it." end of discussion.

₊⊹. choso reacts to you putting your head in his lap for the first time by going completely still like a statue, unsure of what to do with his hands. eventually, after much contemplation, he awkwardly places one (1) hand on your head.

₊⊹. choso finds out about couples wearing matching clothes and gets very serious about it. suddenly, you have matching scarves, jackets, socks—he doesn’t even ask, he just starts handing you things to wear.

₊⊹. choso learns how to cook just so he can make your favorite meal for you. he is not good at it at first, but he is so determined.

₊⊹. choso and you watch a horror movie together, and despite his usually stoic demeanor, he jumps when there’s a sudden jumpscare. then immediately pretends that did not just happen.

₊⊹. choso wants to impress you, but he doesn't know how. one time, he tried to carry all your groceries in one trip to prove his strength, but he didn't realize how heavy they were and nearly fell down the stairs.

₊⊹. choso sees an old couple holding hands and just stares at them very seriously before turning to you and goes, "we will do that too."

₊⊹. choso sees a stuffed animal that looks like you (or reminds him of you in some way) and just. buys it. no hesitation. now it sits on his bed.

₊⊹. you fall asleep on choso’s shoulder, and he does not move for hours. his arm? numb. his back? sore. but does he care? absolutely not.

₊⊹. choso sees a mistletoe for the first time and gets very serious about standing under it with you. “it is tradition.”

₊⊹. choso and you share a blanket, and when you move even slightly, he adjusts it for you like some kind of doting grandma.

₊⊹. if you jokingly call choso “pretty boy” he will just stare into the distance, processing that for the next 3-5 business days.

₊⊹. choso doesn’t fully understand dating anniversaries, but if you tell him a date is important, he remembers. every year. without fail.

₊⊹. choso treats your interests like divine knowledge. if you mention liking a specific food, he will remember forever and bring it to you at random times.

₊⊹. choso doesn’t understand sarcasm or teasing just yet, so if you jokingly say “ugh, i hate you” after he does something cute, he will immediately go quiet like 🧍‍♂️ “...i will improve.”

₊⊹. choso learns about pet names and thinks they are deeply serious. one time, you call him “baby,” and he thinks about it for days. finally, he asks, all serious, “you called me baby. does that mean i am small and fragile to you? do i need to be handled with care?”

₊⊹. choso does not understand selfies, so when you try to take one with him, he just stares at the camera deadpan while you smile and pose next to him.

₊⊹. choso is a horrible liar. if he plans a surprise for you, you will know immediately because he looks guilty for no reason. you ask him what’s wrong, and he’s like “nothing. i definitely did not hide something for you in the kitchen.”

₊⊹. choso learns about social media. he does not understand it. one day, you find out he made an instagram solely to follow you. he has one post, and it’s just a blurry picture of you.

₊⊹. choso is overprotective in the strangest ways. he will not stop you from fighting your own battles, but if he sees you about to trip on the sidewalk, he will catch you like it’s an action movie.

₊⊹. choso is clueless about love, but when he loves, he loves completely and with his whole heart. if you need something, he is already on it. if you’re sad, he doesn’t always know what to say, but he will hold you like you are the most precious thing in the world.

[lilianne-tarot]

Pick-A-Card: What Makes People Secretly Jealous of You✧˖°.

How to Pick Your Pile: Take a deep breath, clear your mind, and look at the images above. Which one pulls you in the most? Trust your gut! Once you choose the image, The number below your chosen image is your pile. If more than one catches your eye, that just means there’s extra tea for you, go ahead and read both!

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⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ˚ PILE I

cards pulled: 5 of swords, 4 of swords, page of wands, 6 of swords, knight of swords, 3 of swords

Okay PILE 1, UHM… instantly, you’re giving main character energy in a way that intimidates the sh*t out of people. Like you’re not even trying to be the center of attention, but somehow you always are? You enter a space and people are like, “Who do they think they are?” while also copying your stuff three days later. You walk with a silent type of confidence, very “don’t test me” energy. People sense you’ve had hard times, and even if they don’t know the details, they can feel it. You’ve got this inner toughness that’s kind of scary hot tbh. Your vibe is a whole psychological thriller. Like, folks don’t know whether to admire you, kiss you, or block you for their own emotional safety 😂

You probably learned the HARD way not to overshare. You likely had friendships that ended weirdly, conversations that drained you, people who twisted your words. And now? You’ve mastered the art of being unreadable but piercingly observant. This group is in their “🧠 > 🤡” era( I SAID WHAT I SAID😭) . You don’t argue. You just watch, process, distance yourself, and transform yourself in silence. THIS. This is the part that has people frothing. You’re unbothered. People can literally throw tantrums, shade, or even subtle digs at you, and you’ll be doing your own shit and minding your own mental health. You’re the kind of person who pulls back, protects their peace, and doesn't give people the satisfaction of a reaction. And bestie, THAT is maddening to people who need chaos to feel relevant. You choosing silence? You choosing yourself? You resting instead of people-pleasing? People cannot handle how you don’t chase or cling or overexplain. Your energy says, “If you cross me, I’ll just go leave, idc.” And that’s more threatening than any clapback. Them not feeling worthy enough is what piss them off

Ugh, I love this for you 😭 i sense this is youthful fire. Like, your curiosity, your passion, your spark, it’s infectious. Even when you’re figuring life out, you make it look like an adventure. People wish they had your sense of excitement, your ability to find beauty in the unknown, your passion projects, your spontaneous glow-up moments. You still believe in magic, and you chase it. People see that in you and lowkey get anxious sometimes which in turn leads to anxiety. You remind them of who they used to be or who they wish they were. You’re like their inner child’s inspiration and trigger at the same damn time 😭

 If you ask how this jealousy shows up? Okay bestie, here’s the deal, they LEAVEEE. that's it....Like, people who get too jealous of you will slowly drift, ghost, or distance themselves. And it’s not because you did anything. Nope. It’s literally because your energy is a mirror, you unintentionally expose what they’re running from in themselves. So when someone exits your life out of nowhere? It's not always shade. It’s often that your growth, your self-protection, your refusal to settle… it gets too loud for their comfort. And some of them might even act like you’re "too much" or “hard to connect with” but that’s just projection, babe. They’re mad you're moving on, moving forward, and not looking back.

AND THIS is your sign to stop holding back. You’ve got things to say. Projects to create. Movements to spark. Opinions to express. And the universe is screaming at you to stop playing nice just to make insecure people feel comfy. You’re meant to lead. You’ve got clarity that cuts through the fluff, and people NEED that. You’re not here to be palatable; you’re here to be powerful.

Okay  big hug 🤍 because this tells me your power didn’t come from sunshine and luck, alteast not always. It came from heartbreak, betrayal, disappointment. Like… people don’t get that your confidence is built on grief. You’ve transmuted pain into power. And while they’re busy watching your highlight reel, they have no idea you cried yourself into this version of you. That’s the hidden jealousy no one talks about, how you kept going when others would’ve collapsed. That’s the real intimidation.

 I’m getting an oddly specific message: some people from your past (school friends? old internet mutuals?) STILL stalk you online. Like, they swear they don’t care, but they’re obsessed with the way you keep evolving. I even saw someone in my mind writing a note like “they always bounce back.” LMAO not them studying you😭

Stay sharp, baby. You’re meant to trigger AND inspire 💅🔥

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⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ˚ PILE II

cards pulled: the world, 9 of pentacles, ace of pentacles, ace of wands, queen of wands, 3 of swords

OMG okay wait PILE 2??! Babe… you’re not even walking into rooms, you’re making whole room shift when you show up (okay maybe a little exaggeration but i feel that way so i said it) 💀 but honestly, to me, This pile is aura-too-bright-for-this-world energy. The cards here?? ICONIC. 

So right off the bat, with The World as your “vibe that catches attention instantly,” I audibly gasped. No, seriously ’m seeing someone who’s got that complete package aura. Like… when you walk into a space, people instantly sense that you’ve seen life, evolved, and you’re not here to play. You feel like someone who's been through seasons, leveled up through pain, and came out looking expensive, composed, and unbothered. There’s this whole “I’ve arrived” energy that surrounds you. It's not cocky it’s earned.

And paired with Nine of Pentacles + Ace of Pentacles + Ace of Wands + Queen of Wands, like… WHAT EVEN IS THIS POWER COMBO?? Bestie, you are literally the embodiment of “I’m secured, unshakable” I’m seeing you as someone who might have had to glow up alone. People ditched you during your struggle era.People are so jealous because you make independence look luxurious. And this isn’t fake rich aesthetic energy, it’s like… you actually worked for the stability you have now. Financial glow-up? Check. Confidence glow-up? Check. ENERGY glow-up? Baby, it’s off the charts. For people who havent yet received any of these, just wait lovelies, you are soon reaching that level! You come off as someone who doesn’t need anyone, but also, anyone would kill to be needed by you. your creative spark is lit as hell right now. You probably have 10 ideas swirling in your head at any moment. You’re the kind of person who creates something new out of nothing, and just have oodly specific magnetic quality. People can’t stop watching you like they’re not even sure why they’re drawn to you, but they are. You might post the most random thing on social media and get a hundred saves. It’s THAT type of energy. You intimidate people without trying. You could be in sweats and people are still clocking you like, “Who is THAT?” You walk in like a flame in a room full of plastic candles. I’m not gonna lie some folks deadass want your confidence, your glow, your ability to just own yourself. And they try to copy it, but it doesn’t hit the same because theirs is curated. Yours? Authentic AF.

BUT THEN… BOOM. We get hit with Three of Swords and oof. That changes the whole flavor of this pile. This is the secret ingredient in your power. People don’t realize that the reason you shine so hard now is because you had to crawl through heartbreak, betrayal, rejection, and emotional hell just to find your light again. Like, this is NOT surface-level sadness. This is “I had to rebuild my damn self when everyone left” energy. Your glow comes from grief you survived. Your confidence was carved out of loss. And people feel that even if they don’t consciously get it.

Let’s talk about how this jealousy shows up in behavior. Some people act fake supportive. You’ll notice them almost hyping you up, but it’s giving “I’m clapping, but I’m also watching to see when you fall.” Others might straight up ghost you the moment you succeed at something. Like, why is it crickets when you’re winning?? 😭 Some people are so triggered by your glow-up they pretend they don’t see it. You’ll post something huge and they’ll scroll past like they’re blind, but you know they saw it. Oh, they saw it. They’re LURKING. I’m picking up on past friends or even family members who remember you before you knew your worth, are mostly jealous. They don’t know how to deal with you now that you’ve stepped into your power. Also I’m feeling online strangers too. People who watch you, feel inferior, and try to tear you down in petty ways, shady energy, maybe even copying you to feel closer to your vibe. But it never lands right. Because your essence? It’s not copy-paste.

Babe… you’re not meant to be digestible to everyone. Your energy is big, your aura is blinding, and not everyone has the emotional range to celebrate that. Some people will see your light and clap. Others will squint and get mad that it hurts their eyes. That’s not your problem. The World card is reminding you: you’ve already completed one of the hardest chapters. You don’t need external validation. You ARE the moment. Keep planting those seeds (Ace of Pentacles), chase that inspiration (Ace of Wands), stay in your fiery power (Queen of Wands), and remember you’re glowing because you healed through hell. And that’s the real flex.

People aren't just jealous of what you have. they're haunted by the fact that nothing could break you.

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⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ˚ PILE III

Cards Pulled: ace of cups, 9 of wands, judgement, 10 of cups, the sun

OH BABY. PILE 3??? This one has me emotional chaos in the best way possible, like, I’m laughing, crying, cheering you on, and lowkey feeling jealous myself 😭✨ There’s just something so undeniably rare about your energy, and I’m gonna be real with you, people don’t just notice you… they get emotionally activated by you. 

So right off the bat we open with the Ace of Cups as your “vibe that catches attention instantly.” GIRL. The softness. The emotional depth. The actual divine femininity (this quality is not restricted to one gender, it’s about the energy here) . People sense that your heart is open, your energy is healing, and you’ve got this naturally receptive, magnetic glow that pulls people in like you’re the human version of a warm hug and a deep exhale. You give off big “safe space” energy but also romantic, ethereal, dreamy vibes. It’s like… being around you makes people want to open up, cry, confess their life story and then fall in love with you. You’re that person.

And that’s exactly why the Nine of Wands shows up next because people have no idea how hard you’ve worked to stay this soft. You’ve been through so much emotional wounding, maybe abandonment, betrayal, family drama, heartbreak but instead of turning bitter, you became even more radiant. Bestie, you are literally the definition of a wounded healer. Your boundaries are firm now, but you still love so hard. You protect your peace(AS YOU SHOULD), but you’ve also never lost that softness. THAT is your power. You didn’t get cold. You got clear.

Now here’s the fun part: people are jealous as hell of your emotional fulfillment and the fact that you are so deeply in tune with yourself and others. The Ten of Cups and The Sun together?. This is “I’m manifesting the life of my dreams and I will protect my joy with my whole damn soul” energy. Whether or not you have the full picture yet (some of you may still be building it), people look at you and feel like: “Ugh. They’ve got it all.” The dream relationships. The emotional clarity. That sense of “I know what I want, and I will not settle for less.” That triggers people who feel lost, disconnected, or stuck in superficiality.

THIS is the energy that freaks people out the most. Because it’s the card of awakening. You’re someone who constantly reinvents yourself, levels up, and literally triggers people’s consciousness. Like, someone will meet you and a week later be in an existential crisis just from how your energy reflected back all the places they’re asleep in their own life. You don’t even need to say much, your presence alone forces people to confront their emotional blind spots. It’s that deep.

Let’s talk about how this jealousy actually shows up in behavior, because oh honey, it’s sneaky. Some people will love-bomb you at first. They’ll worship you, obsess over you, and tell you that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to them. But as soon as they realize they can’t match your depth or keep up with your light? Boom. They either ghost you, emotionally shut down, or try to project their pain onto you. Some may even subtly compete with you emotionally, like copying your vibe but making it weirdly performative. Others might act overly critical of your emotions like “you’re too sensitive” or “too idealistic” but deep down? They wish they could feel as deeply and freely as you. I’m picking up on exes, old crushes, emotionally unavailable people, and even spiritually bypassing fake-deep people. They once had access to your love, your softness, your radiance, and now they’re haunted by the fact that they fumbled you. Also, I feel like some parents or authority figures might’ve been emotionally intimidated by how “different” you were growing up. Maybe you felt misunderstood for being so dreamy or sensitive. But look at you now turning your heart into a damn superpower.

Do not water down your light or dim your joy to make others comfortable. The Sun says your happiness is holy. You’re meant to shine, radiate, and live in color, even if that makes other people squint. And Judgement is reminding you: keep rising. Every time you outgrow your old self, people will fall off, and that’s okay. They were never meant to go where you’re headed. Your emotional depth isn’t a weakness. it’s what makes you a fckin force of nature. Keep protecting your peace, pouring love into people who deserve it, and curating a life that feels like poetry. The right ones will meet you there. You’re not just powerful because of your light, you’re powerful because you chose your light after walking through hell. And people will always be a little salty about that.

So go ahead and keep shining, crybaby angel warrior 😭💛 You’ve earned every drop of your joy.

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[bitchy-craft]

PICK A CARD: How they display their possessiveness

Hello and welcome to this new post of mine! In here I will give you a reading on how your future spouse will show their possessiveness. I hope you guys enjoy and find this interesting.

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~pick a card~

Pile 1:

Your future spouse will show their possessiveness mainly through physical touch. They will hold your hand a lot, put their arms around you neck, stand really close against you and behind you, put their hand on your thigh. Anything to show that you are their partner with physical touch they do; except things that might make you uncomfortable like kissing you intensely in front of a whole crowd.

Their possessiveness will definitely come in flairs; whenever there is someone they feel threatened by they will definitely keep themselves closer to you, touching you more; specifically in a way that makes the other party notice.

Pile 2:

Your future spouse will show their possessiveness in a mainly vocal way; they will use words as ‘mine’ in a claiming sense every once in a while, especially to their friends when you aren’t present. But they will also keep reminding people that you’re their partner, and that they know you more than anyone else; indirectly showing off their knowledge about you and showing people how good they are to you.

They will especially flaunt their knowledge to people they feel threatened by, almost passive aggressively starting a one-sided competition on who knows you better and takes care of you better.

Pile 3:

Your future spouse has a very special kind of way to show their possessiveness; they are mostly silent and only show their annoyance with their body language. Whenever they feel threatened or jealous and have a need to show others that you belong to them, they will stay silently behind you, simply using their body language to make it clear to others that they shouldn’t try anything else.

They don’t use words, physical touch or anything along those lines; their presence will be enough to let the point come across and have the ones flirting with you to back off, at least to a certain degree.

[yaseraphine]

pick a card 3 - something you need to hear right now.

Last day where the Sun is in Scorpio. First day where the Sun enters Sagittarius.

The month of November is always a tough month for everyone. This pick a card is aimed to give some guidance through these dark times. Scorpio energy can be sometimes overwhelmingly intense and gloomy, but it holds great power. Use this energy to die peacefully, and shed your old skin. Like a phoenix, we will all rise from our ashes.

Words of encouragement, healing messages and a tiny bit of reality checks are what this reading will bring you. Hope it resonates.

Pile 1 

The World, 2 of Wands, Knight of Wands, Page of Swords, 10 of Swords (Rx), Queen of Pentacles (Rx?)

Top of the deck : 8 of Cups

Bottom of the deck : 2 of Swords

Life path 7 / Life path 11

“You don’t drown by falling in the water, you drown by staying there.”

“Do what makes you fucking happy”

additional quote : “Do what makes your soul shine <3”

Right off the bat, there is a sense of urgency in walking away from something and making a firm decision. I think you have been in denial about something in your life, avoiding it by trying to live a “normal life”. You’ve been focusing on your day to day tasks as a distraction but something has been at the back of your mind for a while now. And when I say for a while, I mean at least two years, or one year. It is something that you have, overtime, subconsciously suppressed because at the time this thing, career, job, creative endeavor,.. was important to you, but you did not have (or thought you didn’t have) enough knowledge and resources to take methodical practical steps towards it. I am picking up that this might have been something that happened slightly before or during the pandemic (2019/2020). The World fell out of the deck, and this card indicates the completion of a cycle, an ending. After it, the 2 of Wands fell, which indicates future planning, progress, decision and discovery. I feel like the message you need to hear is that now is the perfect time to start this project of yours, or at least plan the practical actions you need to take over the course of the next few months to accomplish it. Don’t overthink over certain details and possible technical issues. There is a fire inside of you that you consistently turned off, thinking and hoping that the embers would eventually die out. The problem you are currently facing is that they never did. You might have an Aries North node. Being assertive and independent doesn’t come easy to you. Starting projects and following your instincts without second guessing yourself is hard. You tried to manage your truest and deepest desires but I feel like this past year, the desire to let it all out, probably influenced by the Lunar nodes being in the sign of Aries and Libra, urging you to just go for it, intensified to the point of suffocation. 

Your spirit guides are urging you to take this leap of faith, to walk confidently towards that goal like The Fool, without worrying if you run the risk of falling from a ravine in the process.

They’re telling you to start slow, to take a step by step approach while still keeping a strong mindset. You will come out victorious only if you’re able to keep pushing through the obstacles. What awaits you is a slow and steady marathon and growth. You can do it !

Oracle cards from the Green With Oracle pulled for you : 

16 - Memory / Rosemary => Leo energy

“Deeper levels of connection with people, concepts and plans are all areas that Rosemary works with. You are reminded to ensure you are in touch with your inner wisdom, paying heed to the past, and have cleared what needs to be released. Listen to your intuition as it is calling to you at present, but be wary of gossip or becoming tactless or too forceful.”

5 - Grounding / Potato => Virgo energy

“Explore the deepest, innermost areas of yourself and situations, as potatoes indicate energies that are calling you to look again at what you may have once missed and will help to bring stability. If you are looking for an answer, try pulling back a little to let things settle on their own first. Challenges at the moment may include ignorance, self-centeredness and forgetfulness, so make sure you are compassionate and focused.

You are called to use all the knowledge you acquired overtime to finally take action. You’re currently ending a cycle. You have enough wisdom to make a plan that will lead you closer and closer to tangible success. Trust your intuition and inner guidance. Don’t make rash decisions, but be decisive.

Just realized these two cards have the same message in the guide book ! This is a crazy coincidence. I used it many times and never paid attention. I didn’t even know two cards could have the same message. This is crazy lol.  Let me share the quote with you : 

 “When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden”

Pile 2 

2 of cups, 3 of Pentacles, Queen of Wands, Ace of Wands, The Star, 2 of Swords, Page of Pentacles 10 of Pentacles

“The same light you see in others is shining within you too.”

(there are a lot of references to light, stars,shining,;. throughout the reading. Are you drawn to space ? or the galaxy ? You’re probably a huge astrology, and/or astronomy nerd. You are probably also a huge dreamer. Maybe drawn to the idea of being a starseed. You might have strong aquarius placements, or a populated 11th house. Pluto finally going in Aquarius this week is going to grant you so much luck and recognition ! You are about to step into your power for the next 20 years. Like a rocket, you are about to fly towards the stars. Are you ready for the take off ?  

“Don’t let the ugliness of others kill the beauty in you”

Something you need to hear is that you are about to be blessed by the universe ! Shooting Star by XG just started playing !

“Babe, if I give it my all, will it pay off?

Workin' overtime, no days off

All these shootin' stars in the dark (Yeah)

All these shootin' stars in the dark, make a wish (Yeah)

Takin' off from the ground, it's amazin'

So outta this world, I'm in space

Now I'm goin' up, headin' to the stars

Wouldn't trade it out for another life, no

Yeah, we ridin', ridin', ridin' on up (Woo)

So shinin', shinin', shinin' for sure

Ooh, ah, I'm lookin' so lavish (Shinin', shinin', yeah)

Ooh, ah, put in work like it's a habit (I'm lookin' so lavish)

It's a big move, every day's like a dream

Makin' big moves as I should 'cause I'm a queen (Ooh)

Ooh, ah, I'm lookin' so lavish

Ooh, ah, yeah, I bet you can't imagine (Oh yeah)”

You are shining on your way towards the stars. You are currently in your Queen of Wands and Ace of Wands energy, (Million Dollar Baby just started playing, you’re really sure of yourself and goal oriented right now).

You are bursting with confidence and assertiveness. You are determined towards your goals. You are in a “work hard, play hard” type of energy. If it’s not currently happening, you are about to have a huge burst of popularity on whatever you’re currently working on. Could be any project, a youtube channel, a business : there are a few people that are well respected in the industry you're aiming for that are eyeing you right now and that are about to offer you a contract/ a deal/ a collaboration. They have been probably on a hunt for someone like you for a while now and they were probably starting to lose hope until they came across your page/work/profile. They see you as a Star, you’re unique and like The Star in the tarot, you represent hope and faith to them/to their business/ association/school/company. They see your raw potential and they are going to help you refine it. 

Right now, you’re probably more focused on your work/ career/ school and nurturing your friendships, going out. You’re basically active in your social circles and this is benefiting you a lot ! 

An additional message you need to know is that you’re attracting a soulmate! It’s not necessarily a romantic soulmate, could be a friendship, a mentor.. Whatever the nature of this relationship is, it is going to fill you up with even more joy and hope! Your spirit guides are so proud of you and of all the work you have been putting in lately. Even though it was hard, you stayed patient and worked diligently towards your goals and desired reality. You did a lot of shadow work, tried your best to let go of the limiting beliefs that were holding you back. The Universe wants to tell you they are about to reward you.

Oracle card from the Green With Oracle pulled for you : 

40 - Positivity / Marigold : Leo energy (again you are shining and radiating confidence! Your solar plexus chakra and sacral chakra might be in overdrive currently! You are the main character in the play that is your life.)

 “A better understanding is indicated and a reason to be more optimistic about outcomes and the roads to get there. There are opportunities for nurturing encounters and a general aura of happiness pervades. Marigolds help us focus on the positive aspects of even the most difficult events. Your inner child may need to come out for a play, and be sure to take creative invitations. Be wary of not having all the facts and of emotional blockages.”

Pile 3

TW : this pile is a bit sad and angsty.

Before I pulled any cards for you, I already felt your energy overlapping in Pile 2’s reading. Your energy was really intense, deep and melancholic. Sad songs started playing, which completely contradicted pile 2’s energy (which was overwhelmingly positive). You are probably going through a really tough period right now and your soul is desperately crying for help, praying for a hand to come and save you. You have been having really painful realizations regarding your past, especially your childhood. You’ve recently realized that the child inside of you was buried alive. You’ve recently realized that you lost your essence. While growing up, you accommodated to the world around you, what people expected of you, what was “normal”, what was acceptable. By bowing down to other people’s expectations, you let your true self die slowly. You’ve been on autopilot for a while now, completely numb and empty. There is a bit of mirroring between this pile and pile 1 of suppressing one's authentic self and desires. 

Right now, you feel that your heart has been almost rotting inside. You lost all of your passion and your spark of life. But, don’t worry, what you need to hear now is that this painful realization is what is going to set you free. It is the first step towards a really deeply healing period where you are going to reconnect with your inner child. I heard : “The truth will set you free, but first, it will piss you off”. Did you read my last reading by any chance ? I am getting the energy that you chose pile 2 and 3, both or just one, or that you would resonate with those two piles for some reason. Don’t hesitate to check it out, you might find some comforting messages I heard ! 

Now, let me pull some cards for you. I don’t know why, but I felt drawn to use different decks than the ones I used for the first two piles. So, your pile will have different messages (no message from the Green Witch oracle for you)

 [took a little break before going to your pile. You probably need to slow down on your day to day tasks. I know it’s really hard in the productivity obsessed capitalist world we live in, and it is a huge privilege to be able to have enough time and energy to spiritually reconnect with ourselves, but this is what your spirit guides are urging you to do. You’ve got this.]

For you, I used the Occult Tarot and the Heavenly Bodies Astrology deck.

I only pulled 2 cards, one per deck (it was supposed to be like that but more cards sneaked in while shuffling haha) I feel like you need just a simple check up.

Cardinal - Instigation, Bravery and A pioneering spirit => your lost spark and childlike innocence will soon be reignited by a deep healing period. A new beginning is coming for you, but it will take some hibernating time before it comes. 

Sagittarius - Optimism, Exploration and Freedom

Trine - Angelic Support, Harmony and Perfect Flow

Reconnect to your higher self and spiritual side. Disconnect from the direct, yet understandable, dissatisfaction you feel towards life. Your embers that were slowly dying will relive, just trust the process, enter the deepest parts of yourself and keep exploring with positivity : your angels will guide you. There is a team of spirit guides and angels that are proud of your progress. Even if you don’t see it, they do and they want to tell you : There is light at the end of the tunnel, keep on walking.

The Hermit and the Ace of Swords :  The truth about your past came out, now is the time to meditate on those realizations and integrate them. Alchemize the pain in wisdom. You are about to come out stronger than ever. Isolate yourself, or at least try to keep your peace and have a lot of alone time (without completely stopping socializing altogether, humans are social creatures, connecting with people is important for our wellbeing) to ponder, analyze, decrypt all the patterns that you’ve been repeating. Reconnect with your inner child, look at photos of yourself when you were younger, delve deep into your childhood and childhood wounds. Maybe try to find what your attachment style is, anything that stems from your childhood that has been making you stuck in a rut these past years. Maybe, if you can, try to heal the relationship you had with your parents/parent or primary caregiver. Try to understand the nature of you guys’ relationship to see how it affects your self worth now. You've got this, trust me.

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Pick a Card: What are the good news?

Hey, babes! 🌕✨ After that deep, wholesome Scorpio Full Moon energy, I thought it was time to lighten the mood and bring some good vibes into our lives. 🌸💫 So, feel welcomed—take a deep breath, ground yourself, and choose the image you're most drawn to. 💖 This is a general reading, so take what resonates and leave the rest. Sending love always. xx Deck used: Waite Tarot

Pile 1 Pile 2 Pile 3

Pile 1

Six of Swords, Four of Wands, Seven of Wands, Ace of Cups, Ace of Swords, The Moon, The Hermit

Many good things are coming your way. Your path has been long—you’re someone deeply committed to yourself and naturally reserved. You’re ready to make changes, even radical ones. This journey hasn’t been easy; it feels like you’ve been on it for a while. You never gave up, even when you were tired or defeated—you held on to your faith.

The things you focus on are mostly kept private. You understand the importance of choosing carefully who you share your inner world with. Not everyone gets access to you.

What I’m seeing here is that all your effort—all the pain that came with change—will be worth it. It’s not just about reaching the destination; what you’ve learned along the way is even more important. What’s the story you want to tell others when you share a part of who you are? Try writing a monologue to feel how right it is to simply be yourself.

There is love here—yes, romantic love—but more importantly, self-love. And that self-love reflects how much life loves you in return. There is also power. Beyond the truth that love is power, you’ll begin to see just how much knowledge you’ve gained—how much you’ve grown since the beginning. Everything will start to make sense, and you’ll finally reap what you’ve sown.

Pile 2

Queen of Wands, Seven of Cups, Ten of Cups, Page of Swords

I sense a mix of urgency and excitement—maybe even a little anxiety. But it feels like this isn't about waiting and wondering if things will happen... you know they will. That’s where the excitement comes from, and it makes perfect sense.

There’s this vibe—like you have a list of things in your mind, and you’re reading this post all fired up about what’s on the horizon lol. Don’t worry, darling—everything has its timing. Everything you’ve been wishing for is on its way.

But here’s the thing: in your reading, there’s something specific that’s going to bring you deep emotional fulfillment. Real joy. There may be a woman who shares some important information with you—something helpful that could guide you toward what you want. There’s a strong emphasis on this information being shared, because once you receive it, you’ll need to act on it.

I really hope you get whatever it is you're reaching for—whatever it is, it feels meaningful. And honestly... you’ve got this.

Pile 3

The Magician, Queen of Cups, Ten of Wands, Two of Wands

Music is important for this group. Art in general, yes—but music feels especially present here. Hmm... feeling a bit embarrassed, are we? Maybe you have a dream related to music, and what’s blocking you is a sense of shame. Oh, if you only knew how many artists feel that way—you wouldn’t think you’re so special, lol.

This actually reminds me of something. There’s this artist I really like—very down-to-earth—and he always tells people that being a singer is just a job. Nothing more special than that. Just like some people are doctors, others are singers or entertainers. If you feel called to an artistic path, you don’t have to think of yourself as someone extraordinary, bro. Everyone’s just doing their thing. Humble down a little, lol.

That said, you’re always on the right path when your heart feels connected to it. Just let things fall into place. Don’t forget your dreams. Sometimes it might feel like this calling is more of a burden than a gift—but you know better. Pay attention to what’s making it feel heavy. Ask yourself: why does following your heart feel like a burden?

You've got the mindset. You've got the power. You already know what's right for you. This reading is just a confirmation of that. Your good news? You’re right—once again.

Why are you even here???