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chuluoyi · 1 year ago

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✎ sick days

- gojo satoru x reader

who holds the fort when you fall sick? of course, it's your lovesick husband and baby!

genre: fluff, fluff, fluffff. basically, your baby is adorable, gojo is your husband and not only is he lovesick with you, he humors your baby so much it’s making me— sighs

note: based on this post! hi hi chu is back from vacation and here’s another dad!gojo fluff indulgence and we stan domestic men okay🤭

a part of gojo's love entries

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It's plain sight that Gojo Satoru is a highly attractive individual, and now that he has a son, it's fair to say that he’s the hottest dilf on the block.

With one hand twirling a famous brand of flu medicine box and the other propping his baby son at his hip, he garnered curious eyes, even in drugstore near his home.

“Hmm, why is it so cheap? Suspicious…”

Satoru let out a light hum, studying the orange and pink boxes, as well as glancing at the other purple box with bold labels claiming its effectiveness in halting cold symptoms, and then looked at his son.

His baby's big, crystal blue eyes blinked in wonder at the vibrant colors, and he reached out with grubby hands towards them. “Bwah!”

Suddenly, he got an idea.

“Hey, kiddo. Which do you think is better for mama?” he asked the baby, gesturing at the all three medicine on the rack with his jaw. “You choose.”

As if on cue, the little ball of fluff that was his son immediately reached out for the purple box, the more expensive out of all three displayed before him. Without missing a beat, he also seized both the orange and pink boxes in quick succession, holding them close to his chest.

Satoru broke into a hearty laugh, a wide grin split his face, as he affectionately tousled the boy's head with pride.

“That's my boy! Splurging is allowed—after all, we're rich!”

When the first signs of cold manifested in you, Satoru was already worried. He had warned you to take more rest, but typical you, you brushed it off as a mere fatigue.

And when this morning, you woke up to sudden coughing fits and hot-and-cold spells, which ended up with kicking him out of your shared bedroom in fear of spreading the virus, like the doting husband he was, Satoru promptly headed to the pharmacy with your baby in tow to get you some help.

"Oh my, sir, your son is so adorable!" the female cashier gushed when he got over to pay, finally voicing what other customers thought in their heads. He could sense the discreet glances from those around him even now.

As the baby clung to his shirt, Satoru tightened his grip on him and responded with a self-assured grin, ensuring those nearby heard his words, "Of course he is! My wife is pretty as heck too, shame she's down with fever today."

"Aww! Such high praise, you must adore your wife!"

"Mm-hmm!"

Ah, so he still has a wife. The other customers went about their day, some disappointed that the dilf was still evidently devoted to his wife. They could only wonder just who could the lucky woman was.

Moving on— after the short trip to the drugstore, Satoru went back home. He promptly checked on you in your master bedroom, inquiring, "Hey, how are—"

But he immediately halted upon seeing you nestled so comfortably under the blankets, sleeping soundly. For a moment, he simply stood, blinking and observing your serene slumber.

Strange that something inside him both softened and lurched at the sight. You were just that precious in his eyes. Stupid as it was, he was quite miserable to go through the day without your nagging and nitpicking. And above all, he never liked seeing you in any kind of discomfort—it made his protective instincts soar.

Hence his thought— there is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, even if it means sacrificing heaven itself.

“Myah!” A hard shove on his arm and his baby’s babbling snapped him out of his trance. Satoru shifted his baby to his other hand, let out a questioning hum, and affectionately pinched his mochi-like cheeks.

“Hmm? You can’t be hungry, I—oooh,” a sheepish expression of realization appeared on his face, his blue eyes widened slightly as his baby glared at him. Then, chuckling like the goofball he was, Satoru patted him on his head to appease his grudge, “I haven’t fed you since this morning, eh?”

“Fwah!”

“Pfft! There, there… Me is sorry~ Now let me whip something up for you and mama, yeah?”

Now, he wouldn't claim to be the best chef, but he could certainly cook to save himself. Rolling up his sleeve, he went to the kitchen after leaving and stuffing his baby boy with a pacifier on his high chair.

“Hmmm, baby food for the minion and… congee? Yeah, congee should be good.”

Next task was feeding his already seething baby after he mixed together his baby food. He was a fussy eater—mostly with him, but surprisingly not so much with you (apparently, that's just his way of showing who he favors between his parents, heh). But when he managed to get the food in, with every spoonful, his son’s smile gradually widened, and so did his happiness.

Satoru thought then that he was the cutest thing he had ever created. His son was clearly a mini-him, but his reactions were definitely so you.

“Is it tasty? It is, isn’t it?” he cooed with baby voice, earning a delightful giggle in response from his son. Pushing his luck, he added with a suggestive grin, “Papa is the best, isn’t he?”

“Bwah...” The joyful expression on his baby's face faded instantly, dissolving into an unamused pout, prompting Satoru to righteously click his tongue.

“Why are you so against me?!”

After he was done with his fill, Satoru picked your baby up to the master bedroom to bring you something to eat. Seated on the opposite edge of the bed, he silently adored your sleeping form once again.

Right at that moment, the baby in his arms wriggled, reaching out for you. Acting on a sudden impulse, he put him on the bed, facing you.

“Now, go to mama, would you?” he whispered gently, grinning and giving his bum a light pat. “Go!”

Your son was also Gojo Satoru’s son, therefore he was an adept crawler even at barely seven months old. With remarkable agility, the little soldier steadily moved towards you, his diapers jiggling with each motion. He stopped right in front of your face, clearly recognizing you as his mother.

And your husband swore that even his logic-driven heart melted at the sight of your cute baby suddenly leaned in and clumsily smooched your nose.

Simply just the two most treasured loves of his life.

“Mm?” you let out a soft grunt, feeling the dryness in your throat as you cracked your eyes open, surprised to find yourself face-to-face with your baby. “Oh… why are you here? Don’t get too close…”

“He’ll be fine.” Satoru picked your son up, placing him on his knee and steadying him with one arm. Having moved next to you on the bed, he brushed hair from your forehead. “What about you, hmm? Feeling better?”

Your eyebrows creased into a frown. “Yeah, I think, but more than that, Satoru, I’ve told you, don’t let him—”

“Yes, yes, sweetheart. He won’t get sick, look, he’s as healthy as he can be~” and to make a point, he turned his baby over and lightly smacked his bottom, prompting a whimper from the little one and a gasp from you.

“Don’t spank him!”

“Ehh? Then can I spank you instead?”

“Satoru, you’re a little piece of—!”

Just you and him, as well as the little treasure that was your son. This little family was enough reason to live. To win.

And Gojo Satoru once again thought, that being the strongest didn’t really mean that much anymore because with his world in his hands, nothing else matters.

Epilogue

“You’re so silly, why did you buy so many?” you grumbled at the sight of three different brands of cold medicine your husband displayed in front of you. “One is enough, do you want me to overdose?”

Satoru snickered. “Don’t blame me, blame your kid. He’s the one picking all of them.”

You totally didn’t get what he meant at all, but yeah, your husband was the silliest human ever and that’s that.

“Hey, don’t you think it’s a bit smelly here?” Satoru suddenly asked, wearing a quizzical expression.

You took a sniff of the air, glancing at your baby blinking innocently and sitting calmly on your husband, and a realization struck you. “Uh, Satoru...”

Following your gaze, as if sensing an omen, Satoru hastily scooped up his son, letting out a bewildered gasp as he felt a slight wetness where the baby had been sitting on him.

“Did he just poo on me?!”

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acid-ixx · 1 year ago

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IM ALMOST DONE

THIS IS GONNA BE GUT-WRENCHING

Taken from the prequel:

you can't deny the bitterness and the clenching of your teeth whenever you stumble upon a room and see your father and your younger brother watching a movie together.

— masterlist !

help ??!? u rlly are feeding the community with ur fanart 🩷 bruce and damian bonding together despite it only being months since he was introduced into the family literally ruins any sliver of hope and only furthers the longing (name) would have, and the fact that they're mere silhouettes in the art is so <33 erm ignore my suddenly disappearance for a day or two, i was feeling unwell 💔

otherwise, here's something for u because i appreciate everything you send me ! ft. post-kidnapped reader with yan! bruce and damian.

bruce and damian after kidnapping you would not take lightly the diary entries you have written, expressing jealousy and contempt towards your biological father and half-brother, about how it was alfred who had to take the time of his busy day to watch a movie with you instead. when you write about how you wished alfred was your father instead, bruce would not only feel his heart clenching but he'd also need the feel to prove himself better than the past, that he can and will be the only father you would ever need.

add damian to the mix, who had his own bouts of jealousy towards you, who wanted to bond with you in ways closer than you ever will with your other siblings, who felt that deep pit of guilt that he knows he could never crawl out of, with his addled tantrums...

— and you get yourself an overtly clingy dynamic with those two in the same room as you. now, instead of both of them dismissing your presence, the two would be fixated upon your every movement, your expressions, your actions. anything and everything would be documented and if you ate less or talked less, damian would always be the first to comment upon it, and your dad (as you should be calling bruce) would take damian's observations seriously. there's no escaping their grips.

no, you can't say no just now! damian wants to watch animal documentaries with you and that's the only thing keeping him from slicing someone's head off their body! what do you mean you don't want to spend time with them? bruce just needs to have his baby by his side and— no, just because you're over 18 doesn't mean your family would lessen their affection towards you! you're still so young and who knows what path of self-destruction you'd bring on yourself if you're left to your own whims.

the family is dysfunctional enough, so any concept of personal space is nonexistent. it makes everything worse if you'd have to deal with more than two people in the same room... and two very strong, capable, and deadly vigilantes who invites you to watch movies with them isn't very soothing to your veins but those hands that can crush your throats are your family and they make it obvious that you're the favorite, that despite the... rough past they inflicted on you, they'll always love you; so what's the point in denying them?

you'll be squashed between your father and your youngest brother on the couch, with fluffy blankets and your favorite show playing in the background. you express any ounce of discomfort and bruce would immediately ask you what's wrong, what do you need, are you hungry, perhaps? is the popcorn stale? or do you want another snack? he'll pause the movie and ask you with practiced precision, the furrow on his brows and analytical eyes are an immediate signal that all your answers are taken seriously. yet despite his intimidating tactics, despite the lack of light in the room casting a shadow on his face, he questions you with your head laid on his chest and a scarred hand trying to soothingly run through your hair.

meanwhile, damian wouldn't even hesitate resting his head on your shoulders, finding it useless to silently express his need for your physical affection. so he takes it in himself to wrap his entire body around your torso, hands locking you in a grip that provides scorching heat under the countless of blankets you're already wrapped in. sometimes, he doesn't even know that he occasionally nuzzles against your neck, and you have no way to push yourself away from him because the position you're in makes you sandwiched between your father's chest and damian's body. and you can't do anything about it but puff, asking your youngest if he could be so kind to at least leave you air to breath.

he'll merely comply, but then it's your legs that would be tangled against each other next, and it'd be soon you'll discover that it's meaningless trying to attempt to escape their affection.

because really, you have no way out of this, not when everyone suddenly insists that bonding time with any siblings or with bruce requires your presence above everybody else's.

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victoryai · 4 months ago

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The ascendant in solar return chart

♈ Aries ascendant: When this shows up as your Sr ascendant, we are talking about you, you and you. The focus of the year is on you, new beginnings, new goals, a fresh start. They'll be a very significant change in your life and physical appearance. You might adopt new habits, start hitting the gym, dye your hair, cut your hair, change your name, or make a major achievement in your life. Your confidence will sporadically shoot. Aries is ruled by fiery mars. So be careful

♉ Taurus ascendant: Taurus represents, money, food,wealth, self worth etc. when Taurus shows up as your solar return ascendant this listed above will be highlighted. This is a year that is about to shake up your account balance 😂. Your going to earn and spend more. There's a high chance of adding weight. This is literally spoiler alert😂. You'll spoil yourself rotten and buy what ever you like. Your self esteem is gonna reach the stars. Not a year to be broke baby!

✨Where Taurus falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♊ Gemini: Gemini represents short distance journeys, siblings, neighborhood, your country/continent, learning, education , writing. So literally any of these could come up for you. You might find your self really restless 😬. Yeah, the year I had this, I was sooooo restless and anxious 😰😂. I also moved from one city to another . You would literally be so busy. Might end up writing a book or start a blog or take an educational program. You might travel within you country or continent (exceptions if Gemini falls in your natal 9th house, then you can travel abroad)

If you had a strained relationship with your siblings, you can fix that. Something significant happens in the life of your siblings/cousins/neighbors. They might be something happening in your neighborhood too. Where Gemini falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♋ Cancer: Cancer represents home, house , mother, emotions, family, home country, mother figures, Grandma etc.

So when Cancer shows up as your Sr asc, expect this 👆to be highlighted. You're very likely to make a renovation at home, buy a new house, invest in real estate, change homes. The focus of this year might also be on your Mom, just something about her . If afflicted, it might show fights with family or at home. If you're a woman, then you might have your first child or you might become for family oriented. It might also show you reuniting with family members. Where Cancer falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♌ Leo: This year is going to be shiny year😂. Believe me when I saw you might have children this year or focus more on your kids. If not, you might be really having the time of your life. Going on dates, having numerous crushes and admirers, having funnnn. Let's not forget that this is also the house of education. You might enroll in a partime educational course . A short educational program. If your a gambler, expect luck to rain on you this year. Your going to be fortunate In betting and gambling. Lastly and most shiny, you have the chance to be in the spotlight. You're a star✨⭐. You'll find yourself seeking attention and fame and you'll get it. Go girl/boy. plus be careful not to get too prideful. Where Leo falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♍ Virgo: Pls tryy your possible best to take care of yourself this year😬. There's a 50/50 chance of really falling sick. When I had this, that particular year was the worst of my life 😭. I normally don't fall sick but that year, it was something else.

Well apart from sickness, you'll find your self more picky and organized. You wouldn't tolerate nonsense tho 😂 . The year I had this , I literally fought with someone. If your planning on losing weight, then it'll be easier for you this year. You might also do something education related. Your schedules will be full and you'll find yourself being repetitive. You might also decide to take more care of yourself , go to spa, healthcare, clinics often and youibe very careful too 😊. I almost forgot, you'll be of service to someone that is sick , old or a baby . That year I took care of my 90 yr old Grandma. You'll pack others 💩😂 or maybe community service too.

Where Virgo falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♎ Libra ascendant: Awwn 😊, your gonna make heads turn . Having your Sr asc in the sign of partnerships and love, you should know what to expect. People are going to find you attractive as hell 😉even if you didn't change much. Your very likely to find yourself in a romantic relationship or you're going to be surrounded by people. You might get married as well !. If you're already married then your focus for this year is going to be your spouse and your marriage. Without affliction, the love btw you and your person will grow stronger. People will come to you✨.Where Libra falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♏Scorpio ascendant: This year is likely to be about transformation, death, inheritance, wealth of others,s3x, your spouse properties , surgery. Expect a transformative year because your due for a change . You can come across massive wealth this year(which is def not yours), someone might die, thereby leaving you with inheritance. You might decide to go for surgery(mostly surgery to change your looks). You might obsess over something which might be unhealthy for you. Take note. Where Scorpio falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

Your headed for a change baby!!.

♐ Sagittarius ascendant: 😋 my favorite. This year is about religion, travel 🧳 college/university, beliefs, teachers and adventure. You can't get bored this year!😋. You might be making a significant move regarding your studies, might start or finish college. You may travel overseas this year!!😋🤤. Get to experience different cultures and places. Let's not forget the spiritual side of this house. You're likely to improve in your beliefs this year or maybe even change them or convert to another religion . You will feel the presence of God. Your definitely in for luck this year. You might meet a mentor or a very great teacher. Even if you're an introvert you'll literally stand on a hill and scream 😂 lol. Where Sagittarius falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♑ Capricorn ascendant: Your job is highlighted!!. If you're looking for a job, you'll get one this year. Your concern this year is your job and public image. You might even get promoted . You are Boss!. You'll learn to accept responsibilities this year. If the stars are even more aligned, expect fame. Youll shine and be in the spotlight. You should also try to be in good terms with your Dad and other authority figures. This is a year to establish your careeer goals. You might feel a little overwhelmed.Where Capricorn falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♒ Aquarius ascendant: This year is about your hopes and wishes, community, friend group, socials, being unique and being online all the time 😂😂lol. This year you are one among the crowd. You fight for your justice and for what is right. You seem so different from the people around you. You are innovative this year. You're likely to have new friends this year or might even become popular online. Maybe you decide to boost your socials or you fulfill long term goals.Where Aquarius falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

♓ Pisces: 💦💨🌊🌬️. A year of deep introspection or isolation. This year you seek to shut the outside world so as to renew lost energy. You seek peace and quiet but don't let it throw you into depression mode. You're often more quiet this year and let your mind and soul wander in other realms. You third eye 👁️ may 👐 open. You no more seek material things of this world but seek that which last forever. Your likely to be more immersed in spiritual practices.

The bad side is that you might easily get depressed 😔, or get into drugs. There's also a chance of going to jail. I love y'all . pls be careful and don't get confused or deceived 🥺🥺Where Pisces falls in your natal chart is also going to be highlighted.

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bentoyumyum · 6 months ago

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Small astrology observation

Hi everyone this is my small astrology observation base on my experience and also my first post.This post have both natal and solar return chart.

Because im just a beginner of my astro journey so if there something wrong plss correct me. English is my second language so again if there something wrong about my english plsss correct me.Thank yall sm.'

NATAL CHART:

Aries rising they eat really fast and because of that they couldn't enjoy the food fully.Me personally an aries rising every one alway complain about why i eat so fast.

Libra rising is god favorite fr everything about them is perfect, giving no enemies vibes.

KING OF INNOCENT EYES SHOUT OUT TO Aquarius rising every Aquarius ive met they all have innocent eyes like they are an baby,they also look younger than their age.

Capricorn rising always looking like a model vibes,model code or very unfriendly cold face ,most of them are quite skinny.

Cap moon they keep all theirs deep emotion inside and u will never know how they actual feeling unless you are theirs super super close besties.

Am i stupid or sag moon always giving mama boy vibe :,((

Pisces placement is always giving everyone crush vibe, they are so magnetic.

SOLAR RETURN CHART:

Venus ruler rising will give you a chill year, quite enjoyable year.(also depent on the placement you have on yo chart).

Jupiter in 8th i´ve eaten my ass out, i also receive so much gift from that year also. A very lucky placement to have in a src in my opinion.

Scopio rising it gonna be one of my "emo" phase I was super introvert ,spent load time finding your self, big change happen.

uranus conjuct jupiter in 9th travel indicator. This year i have uranus in the 9th i get to travel to Norway and soooomany other small place in the country i live.

stellium in 3th i was posting alot on social media and also get alott attention on my social media life, spending lot of my time on social media also.( basically turn into a ipad kid)

THANK YOU SOOOOOOOO MUCH SPENDING TIME WITH MY FIRST POSTT.

HOPE YALL HAVE A GREAT DAY.

#astro notes #astro observations #astrology #solar return #just an observation

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seventhemaverick · 1 year ago

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Astro Observations 2 🪽

Thank you for 120+ followers!! <3 this post has opinions and personal observations. Don’t take it too serious my babies. I love ur feedback. Please be kind, inform me otherwise!

☁️ I love how many people in the Astrology community are Scorpio risings, have dominant scorpio/8H placements/degrees, strong pluto influence like we’re all trying to find the meaning to all the f*ck shit that happens in our lives

☁️ Another dominance that I see in a natal chart that is really into these practices is Uranus and Neptune.

☁️ Lilith dominance in a natal chart can be rough especially when they make conjunctions to mars or Pluto. Men can sometimes be so mean to you especially when you both are around other people and you’re just like what just happened 😃? You were just telling me your deepest secrets and desires?? Odd… Á la poubelle 🚮

☁️ Speaking of Lilith, I get annoyed hearing that certain asteroids like Lilith and Chiron aren’t considered a part of a stellium 🙄 because if you can have Lilith dominance in your chart you should be able to consider it a part of your stellium as well? Same with Chiron. If there’s many aspects to those signs as well and if everything is energetically interconnected like astrology tries to show us, you would think those two asteroids at most would be considered. Especially because these asteroids play significant roles in HEALING *cough Chiron cough* and stepping into your power (Lilith). Both asteroids take a shorter amount of time to orbit the sun than most outer planets and some inner planets likeee cmon y’all.. me complaining because I’d technically have a Sagittarius stellium if Chiron and Lilith was included

☁️ Whatever quadrant(s) the majority of your placements fall in is what you are meant to focus on in this life. In the last quadrant, your focus could be on the world around you, humanitarian causes. A lot of planets in your first quadrant your mission in this lifetime is to be more self focused.

☁️ Intercepted houses are interesting... I’m very thankful I don’t have them because my chart is already 😀😗 .. yea. But I realized I’ve come across a lot of people with them and those houses if you don’t know already have a lot of focus on the house it pertains to. Example: intercepted houses in the 1st and 7th house means one of your life’s mission is learning how to assert yourself, set boundaries, find balance in relationships and your free time.

☁️ People that have intercepted houses usually attract people that has signs that rule those houses to teach them significant life lessons. So if you have 1st and 7th intercepted you’ll have someone who probably has Aries/libra in big three or within their chart , if you have 2nd and 8th you’ll attract someone with Taurus/Scorpio in big three or in their chart etc etc

☁️ If you’re feeling unstable it’s best to connect with the element you have most dominant in your chart. Whether it’s literally connecting to that element by physically interacting with it or you are doing the themes in relation to that element. This also applies to whatever sign your mars is in. Surrounding yourself with the element associated with your mars can allow you to release and ground yourself.

☁️ For instance, if you have a lot of water in your chart/water mars, swimming or being by the water and journaling, drawing, whatever creative outlet feels most healing to you by the water can bring you some peace. Talking to the ocean, lake, etc. can be grounding and if you’re really into esoteric practices you can give the water an offering in exchange for peace of mind. Earth, going on a hike, feeling the earth (not concrete yuck) with your bare soles/palms can be helpful, hugging and talking to trees. (Side note fun fact, removing vines that are wrapping a tree is also like an offering because vines growing around trees are invasive and preventing it from receiving sunlight, ultimately killing it. Save your local trees!! I see this as a form of an offering as well) Mother trees will help you most. Fire, first and foremost please be careful. Secondly, working with candles can be very healing and watching the light, taking walks when it’s really sunny, sun bathing, solar plexus yoga could bring much peace. Sun bathing your yoni when the sun is at its peak :) it really works. Air, burning incense whilst having good air ventilation, journaling, stimulating activities like running or jogging while simultaneously working on the breath. Breath work, mental workouts like chess. I might do a post about all Mars signs and specific activity outlets. Lmk in the comments if you guys would be interested :)

☁️ To break out of your comfort zone, to attract newness into your life, connect with the element you have least in your chart!

☁️ The element you have least of is what you tend to attract in others

☁️ People that connect more to sidereal astrology usually have some old soul-ness to them. I’ve observed it’s usually modern Astrology earth placements, mostly Taurus placements that tend to value that system more from what I’ve seen

☁️ I’ve noticed water sign placements/dominance like anime and k-pop a lot. Honorary mention is Aquarius but more towards anime.

☁️ I saw @harmoonix say this in one of their posts recently but this has been sitting in my drafts for over a month so I’m gonna agree and add on lol (love ur posts fr— trendsetter 💐) Aquarius placements, especially in the big 3, love video games. Love playing games on their phone and on a console. Love technology, it’s their safe space— a way to get away from the world. Aquarius does rule over technology! They’re the most tech savvy in the family. Their elders in their home relied on them for that stuff lol.

☁️ Sagittarius placements, esp mercury usually have different genres and languages of music in their catalog

☁️ For Sagittarius to be in detriment in Mercury that placement has many fantastic writers, poets, lyricists etc.

☁️ Earth placements, especially Capricorns can out smoke you. Out-any-substance you fr it’s actually crazy to witness 😂😂.

☁️ Your Groom (5129) or Briede (19029) in your natal chart can not only show the actual sign or house placements that your partner may have but the synastry overlays you both may have as well. For example you may have your groom asteroid in the sign virgo. Your spouses natal placements especially big 3 could have those planets fall into your sixth house. Virgo rules the sixth house.

☁️ This picture above is all Libra placements during this south node in Libra transit. The area Libra resides will show up and out! Villain era fr. Big 3 Libra placements will feel this way the most! This transit has me not giving ANY f*cks!

☁️ Your solar return rising sign is very important. It will tell you the themes that will take place in the new year ahead. For example: Virgo rising in your solar return has you more work and health focused. Should I make a post about solar return risings lmk in the comments!

☁️ It’s also interesting that your rising and moon sign in your solar return chart can pertain who you most come into contact with during. So if your rising is Leo that year you’ll probably befriend, get closer to, date many Leo’s or people that have Leo placements/degrees in their chart :). I can confirm that within each ascendant I have had in my returns since studying astrology the people I was closer to/in contact more with during the time period had those placements in big three especially.

☁️ not an observation but a statement of a dilemma of mine because I cannot choose between placidus and whole sign system. I deeply relate to both. I thankfully don’t have intercepted houses but I can see both sides to the placements in my chart and the different houses they reside in with both systems 😂 ok moving on

☁️ I use placidus house system mostly when I’m reading other people’s chart and whole sign when I’m reading compatibility charts

☁️ placidus is a better system to use for most people because we live in different hemispheres and that system caters to that imo

☁️ I realize most Pisces and Sagittarius placements loveeee green. It’s that Jupiter calling in that abundance!

☁️ Scorpio and Aries are ruled by mars and I have realized people with these placements like purple a lot. Capricorn placements tend to like purple too and cap is exalted in mars! Purple and black are associated with satur(n)day!

☁️ Saw an observation about sag mercuries always interrupt you and it’s true LMAO but they’re very passionate people and I think they just wanna get what they have to say off their chest

☁️ Sagittarius mercuries are the smartest Mercury sign imo.

☁️ Pisces placements especially in the big three are very crafty when it comes to talking their way out of being held accountable

☁️ Being around people that have the signs in your 2nd and 8th house can easily trigger you if you’re not actively working on healing your wounds

☁️ I haven’t met an air sign that doesn’t speak with their face and hands especially Gemini chile

☁️ Mars rules celibacy, Venus rules lust. I realize that people with strong Aries/Scorpio/Capricorn are not into having sex with multiple people simultaneously or can go long periods without having sex. They view sex as a very intimate activity.

☁️ hate to come down on my Venusians but Taurus and Libras and let’s not forget about my girl is exalted in Pisces! People with strong placements in these signs can be loyal but sometimes there can be wandering eyes. Like an itch they want to scratch so bad. Even if they’re very loyal in nature it’s more possible for them to flirt for fun or get into affairs more because they’re hedonistic in nature

☁️ when a Capricorn loves you they will always have your back and put into you financially to help your dreams come true. One of the most attentive , supportive people to have in your corner!

🪽 I wanted to post this sooner but I’m currently grieving the loss of my Capricorn dominant grandmother who was my closest confidant and greatest inspiration, about a month ago. She passed during her Saturn return and Uranus return. She lived an incredible life. Strongest, most fearless person I know. An entrepreneur who knew how to get it! Some people didn’t make it into the new year with us and I hope you know that you have now gained an angel. I’m grateful to the Tumblr astrology community for sharing their knowledge. Astrology really helps me make sense of the world and I’m happy that we all find peace in that. Sending my love and best wishes to you all. Thank you for reading and tuning in xoxo 🪽

#astro notes #astrology observations #astrology #astro observations #capricorn #libra #aries #scorpio #sagittarius #lilith astrology #chiron astrology #solar return observations #pisces

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lazyjellyfish300 · 4 months ago

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑺𝒏𝒐𝒘 ✼

Synopsis: The patch of countryside not too far from the sea where you live with your husband, Kento Nanami, is experiencing snow for the first time in years. On a night when he returns home from being away from you, you spend some much needed time together and reflect on the journey that your love has taken you, especially now since you're pregnant with his child. ��

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PART 2 ❄️

12 Days of Smutmas Masterlist 🎅🏽🎁🎄

CW: x FEM!Reader, READER IS PREGNANT, reader vaguely alluded to having long hair, POST SHIBUYA SCARRED!KENTO, SMUT(fingering, orgasm, cum eating) pregnancy symptoms, fluff, self indulgent

Dividers by @/saradika-graphics. Pics from Pinterest

@actuallysaiyan

You sang quietly, pausing to use the rough side of your husband's flannel to scratch your face, taking care to keep your raw chicken covered fingers at arm's length while you dilligently worked to cover both sides of the chicken breasts in flour before placing them in the heated skillet to sizzle.

The first mark of winter had descended on your farmhouse with temperatures that dropped steadily just like the constant rain. But, this year, the patch of countryside had experienced little unexpected flurries of frost here and there as soon as October ended. This now graduated into a true surprise as snowflakes made landfall for the first time in years, sprinkling the piles of saffron leaves that only fell weeks prior.

Normally, you wouldn't jump into Christmas this early, but you couldn't resist as the unexpected weather seemed all too fitting for this year that was unlike any others. The marked difference being your swelling belly with a baby you were expecting to join you in the blooming spring.

You always hated when he left town, particularly at a vulnerable time like this when your belly began to poke out a little more prominently as the beautiful little life you created together blossomed every single day.

Kento normally would have never considered leaving you, either. No chance in hell he'd leave his pregnant wife alone in the countryside lest something happen when he couldn't be there. But he couldn't bear to ask you to travel in such delicate condition, either.

So in a fashion true to his nature, he went to fulfill his duties but stayed not a moment longer than was required of him, and your pregnancy made it all the easier for him to talk his way into leaving a week early.

His worries assuaged temporarily when your best friend came to stay and you made it something of a short girls' weekend. You had dropped her off at the train station in town, and now you were about an hour into preparing what you expected to be a hearty meal for you both when your husband came through the door.

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"I'll be damned." Kento murmured as he drove his car (the same vintage model that brought him to you that one fateful rainy day years ago) in the building winter wonderland that surrounded him on all sides like a snowglobe.

As he got out of the car and approached the farmhouse, he was pleased to discover all was well, the faint sound of your singing carrying through those old walls.

He paused just for a moment to admire: all the multi- colored lights draped over the trees and balsam fir wreaths with red ribbons crowning the barn doors he helped you string up weeks earlier, and recollect all the stolen kisses behind them and rich hot cocoa he shared with you in between.

Ever logistical and orderly, Kento was never one for any sort of disorder or whimsy until you sent ripples across his life that he typically observed like an undisturbed pond. Now, he marvels every day in these precious, isolated moments that you taught him to appreciate.

He admires the home that now stood in front of him whose walls bore solemn witness to memories spanning generations, woven together by one great common denominator: love.

Love which was sacredly uttered, declared, and intimately demonstrated in ways with you more countless than the constant string of stars that dotted the now sunless sky.

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The jolly tunes on the vinyl and your cozy solitude had you belting some high notes, cutting off abruptly when you heard the familiar creaking of the front door and the footfalls you knew all too well of your dearest husband.

"Darling?" Kento called as he shook his fleece coat, accidentally sprinkling your normally elusive cat, Smoke, in friendly fire of the chilly melted snow, making him jump with a miniature thud.

"Apologies, Smoke..." Kento murmured as he bent down to beg the feline's forgiveness, who forgot Kento's transgression immediately as he let out a content purr before disappearing into the shadows for an indiscriminate amount of time.

"Kitchen, sweetheart." You called back, faintly over shadowed by the playing record.

"You shouldn't have stopped that gorgeous singing on my account." Kento's arms snaked around your waist, immediately finding residence on your growing belly. "I missed you both..."

"Careful, my love. Watch the chicken fingers." You let out a giggle, keeping them raised and out of the way as your forearms rested on his shoulders.

"We missed you too..." You nuzzle against him and feel your soul recalibrate to his heartbeat. A restlessness that would only arise when you were away from each other that would not settle until you were restored to the familiar warmth of the other's embrace. Especially now since the precious extension of your love growing in your belly made it all the more unbearable to be away from each other.

"I'm not ever doing that again." Kento murmured into your jugular. His lips brushed over the sensitive column of your throat, where they settled over your pulse, soaking in the truth of your vitality.

You smiled and let the melody of your quiet hum vibrate against his kiss. You enjoyed the way you had memorized exactly where the skin of his mouth changed ever so slightly to be more patterned in the endearing valleys of his scars. His thumbs circled over the softness of your hips in familiar rhythm.

"Are you alright? You've taken your medications, you're wearing your compression socks?" He looks you over, seemingly satisfied when he notices the pale pink fabric on your ankles.

"I remembered, sweetheart. Barely." You huff playfully out of your nose. "The shots are beginning to be more tolerable but you're still better at doing them than I am." You sigh

"Well, I'm happy to resume my duties." His fingers trace the underside of your wrist. "Have you taken your blood pressure this evening l?"

"It was 130/79 about an hour ago."

He frowns. "That sounds high, love. Have you been resting?"

"It is slightly high but normal for me at this point." You sigh. "The doctor said as long as it stays below 140 and below 90 I should be okay."

Kento nods, his shoulders not relaxed entirely, however. "I'm definitely glad I came home early, then. Would you take it for me again, please? I'll finish these." He gives you a peck before strolling over to the sizzling chicken breasts.

You sigh, but know the last thing you want is to argue. The slight ache in your swollen feet from standing most of the day certainly makes the couch look inviting, but the guilt is hard to shake. You wash your hands and walk over to the blood pressure cuff that's sitting on the coffee table, mildy grunting in relief as you plop down before waiting a few minutes before slipping it on.

Kento adds the cooked chicken breasts to the baking dish, pouring the hearty sauce over them with quiet skill and sprinkling them in a healthy amount of freshly grated mozzarella cheese and diced scallions from your garden as the recipe dictated before popping them in the oven. He walks over to you, kneeling next to where you're sitting.

"What does it say?"

You pause, one finger tapping his thigh as though to say "Wait." before humming in satisfaction at the beeping noise with the result. "120/74."

Kento nods, his hands running over the expanse of your thighs before pulling you in for a forehead kiss as the rest of the tension unravels from his shoulders.

"That's much better. Thank you for doing that."

"Of course. I'm just really glad you're back, sweetheart." You close your eyes and lean your face into his collarbone, catching a lingering whiff of the bite from his citrus cologne.

"I'm glad to be back, darling. I'm sorry to have been absent, even for a day." His fingers glided up the gentle slope of your spine before they landed in the sea of your hair, causing it to rise and fall gently in that soothing manner you so adored. "And I certainly won't be leaving again." He promised.

You hummed again and closed your eyes. Growing up, you were so long led to believe that true love you read about in fairytales resulted in butterflies, sleepless nights, and being swept off your feet.

But when you one day discovered that the complex path of your destiny intersected with the remarkable man who now knelt front of you, you discovered it instead shone in a singular, ardent amber iris, whose imperfect counterpart somehow conveyed triple the adoration that steadily fed through the veins connected to the heart of its carrier.

Love for you now resembled comfort that conjured not butterflies, but a soothing warmth that lulled even the most relentless worries in your soul.

It was the look of home. It was being able to speak openly and honestly with no rhyme or predisposition about where the thoughts you exchanged with him would take you.

It flared in peaceful mornings just like the earth before a shower, contentedly tangled inside a cozy bed and blissfully scored away in lemon, lavender, and honeysuckle.

It was in unhurried intimacy with chuckles and pleasure-ridden sighs into necks and mouths until you were both fully acquainted with every valley, ridge, dip, mole, scar, muscle, and blemish of the other's body.

It was a determined squeeze of his hand in a quaint chapel by the sea on a March morning that carried a million memories that flashed across your mind that led you to that very moment.

A sequence of seemingly mindless choices that were actually the cosmic strings of fate falling like dominoes until it spelled the other's name.

Your sweetest darling. Your most tender beloved.

Your Kento.

"I brought you ornaments." He murmured, sweetly brushing the tip of his nose against yours on his way to leave another kiss on your cheek.

"You did, baby? Multiple, with an S? You're so sweet." You beam as though Christmas arrived at that very moment. "You spoiled me."

"I did, as a matter of fact." Kento wiggles his eyebrows before bringing over an old cardboard box from the countertop. You grin fondly at the faded sharpie on the box that indicated the weathered years of its previous ownership.

"Campbell's?" Your mouth dropped open a little bit, your elevated hormones already causing your emotions to swell and glisten in the corner of your eyes. "Is this the full collection?"

Your eyes take in the vintage painted ornaments, the slightly yellowed packaging of each one with the faded years from as early as the 70s.

"You remembered..."

Your hands gravitate to one of them, chuckling as you remove it from the box. "Look at that, 1990."

Kento hums in acknowledgement as he plants his chin on your shoulder, resuming his gentle massage on your hips earlier.

"Your birth year, honey. How'd you remember that I've been dying to find some of these?"

Kento grins with that adorable undertone of pride. "I know your mother's collection meant a lot to you. But it sounded like she wasn't ready to part with it anytime soon. That, and shipping them overseas would be rather difficult. So, why not start our own collection?"

You nudge him affectionately as you hold the ornament up to the light, the iridescent red refracting in shimmery shadows on the living room wall.

"Interestingly enough, I found these at an estate sale. The daughter had lost her mother who lived to be 103."

"Really? Oh my..." you feel reverence at the weight of another's legacy in your hands.

It was only fitting for the unique packaging of your love. New beginnings born of bittersweet endings, you with the loss of your aunt and being thrown into a foreign country to settle her estate that sat on top of cursed farmland, and Kento, with his near death experience in Shibuya that left him with scars more numerous than the ones on his body that he was trying to heal from.

Keepsakes like this that lined these walls that sheltered so many memories were a reminder that daunting chapters of life weren't meant to be shouldered alone, and that the bridge between two lives in the most unlikely of meetings could sometimes be the sweetest of them all.

"I love them. They'll look absolutely lovely on our tree. Thank you, sweetheart." You do a double take and throw him a smirk. "Curse free, right?

"Already passed inspection, darling." He winks at you with that humble closed lip smile.

"So thoughtful as ever, baby."

He smiles as you scoot closer to him again, reaching for his hands and taking the liberty of wrapping yourself in them, your fingerprints ghosting over the wispy golden hairs that sprouted from his forearms as you pulled him onto the couch next to you.

He forgives the growing space that's temporarily put between you, especially since it's now occupied by the only little soul who could come close to claiming his heart as ardently as you did.

"How is our little one, darling?"

"Wonderful." You paused and a look of excitement crept up the corners of your mouth as you felt the faintest slosh as the little one shifted in your belly. "I think I just felt something..."

"Really?" Kento's expression widens slightly as you guide his hand to your belly. The movement underneath stayed silent, however. But he still sensed every ounce of the fragile presence thanks to his attunement to the incorporeal realm.

"Awh, the baby really adores your voice, my love." You squeeze his hand. "Our little one is absolutely perfect."

"And they always will be." He leans in and lets his lips trace over the top of your ear, grazing your earlobe where one of the pair of diamond stud earrings gifted to you from your first Christmas together faintly glimmered in the light.

"I pray that she's just like you."

Kento never prayed, and you didn't either. But here he was, slowly getting on his knees, gradually coaxing the flames under your dress along your inner thighs he adores so much with the invocation of his lips.

Faith in a higher being seemed irrational until this unbelievable life cemented his assertion that nothing but divinity could be responsible for guiding your souls to meet.

"You think it's a baby girl, sweetheart?" Your heartbeat picks up a little bit.

"Just a feeling." Kento utters with calm reassurance as he brings a couch pillow to rest underneath your head, before affectionately gripping your behind. "We'll need to confirm with the doctor to be certain."

"Well, I hope that they're just like you." You recline with an anticipatory smile on your face as you allow him to make you more comfortable, enjoying the tenderness of the interaction, for now that you know is all but surely headed in a less innocent direction.

Kento chuckles in mild surrender, the unmistakable ember of mischief begins to shine in the corner of his eye at the sight of you laid underneath him.

"I suppose we'll agree to disagree on this one, like always." The low tone of his voice muffles as his lips meet the outside of your clothes, pecking down your chest, only to pause and linger around the convex of your breasts that he dreamed would be soon leaking with your sweet milk.

He's slow and methodical with his eyelids barely open as you tickle his scalp with your fingers, curling around the soft peak of your mound hidden by fabric that he's navigated all too well before his fingers slowly rub along the outside as he bunches your flowing skirt by your thighs with the other.

"Kento..." a tremor echoes up your vertebrae, making your back arch in such a way that makes his lips part.

He leans in close, his forehead kissing yours as he breathes against your shivering pants.

"How much longer does the Lombardy need to bake in the oven, darling?"

You can't muster out much more than a whine when his thumb finds and presses rhythmically against your clit. The noise dies on his lips that curl coyly into a smirk, his knuckles turning white where he's gripping the back of the couch next to your head.

"What was that?" He asks, playfully nipping at your neck, not ceasing his ministrations.

He's so unfair sometimes, but you love it. He fully harnesses the power he wields over you where you silently smolder for him underneath the surface at all times. But with the way he grits his teeth in between his words that would suggest he was concealing his true desire, and the steady ache in his slacks he experienced just from laying eyes on you swollen with his baby, the fact was it was clear that yours over him was a formidable force to be reckoned with.

"Ken." You hiss out, trying to maintain some semblance of sterness with him that all but withers as the tips of his fingers now slip inside your wetness, glossing gently along your folds, intentionally skimming past the wet pearl where you need him most, for now, dousing each one in your pearly slick that was warmly satisfying, but frustratingly so.

"I asked you a question, love." He mutters before his kiss swallows you up like the morning dew against the foggy windows.

You moan back at the intrusion, thighs falling wider to the side as you allow him to deepen your connection, like always. He sits up, his honey bangs falling into his eyes and brushing against yours as he angles himself higher over you so he can curl his knuckles with more precision against your velvet walls, collecting more of your dribbling essence and gathering and smearing it, briefly causing him to recollect many other fond, steam-locked moments when he'd paint your clit with something else of his.

Both of your jaws fall open in mirrored response, before dissolving again into a chorus of groans thinly veiled by the lewd squelches of your pussy.

Unable to speak, you attempt to throw back a response at him with that sharp look in your eyes that says not to ask important questions when he's fucking you dumb with his fingers.

"Not going to answer me?" He buries his face in your neck at the very moment his ring finger joins the middle to coax that honeypot inside you that's become all but muscle memory to him by now thanks to the sweet time he's dedicated and perfected to learning your body.

You ripple against him like a rogue wave, fingers digging into the meat of his shoulder, twinkle from the silver infinity band on your left hand marking a possessive shimmer over his head. You clamp down on his fingers and he pants hotly into your mouth again with a heady utterance of your name as his cock pulses with ache inside his pants at the motion it recognizes from being buried so deeply inside you.

"You know I can't..." You sob.

He glances down at the delicate chain around your neck, and the diamond pendant that's sweeping back and forth across your breasts like a pendulum with every earnest drive of his fingers into you.

"That's a shame..." He whispers, and his brow furrows again with desire and a low fuck tumbles out as you begin to massage and drain all your pleasure you can from him, biting back with the steady, rhythmic pistoning of your hips against his hand. "I didn't want to burn our dinner."

But with the way you're moaning his name right now and moving for him responsively in a stunning display for his own viewing pleasure, he's more than alright with bearing the brunt of that shortcoming.

Right now, he wants to take his control back and tear every last piece of clothing from both your bodies and consummate all this time apart properly with a passionate fuck on this couch. He wants to drown himself inside his pussy that was all but made to take him with a greed that terrifies him. Relieve that violent coursing at his veins that could only be conveyed with much you frustrated him with this overwhelming love that was all consuming, and never ceased unless he was where he was divinely crafted to be, nestled inside you. The tempting knowledge that he could cum as many times as he wanted, over and over again, until you were dripping of him, if he really wanted to since you were already pregnant that made his vision hot.

But this moment belongs to you and this pleasure is all for him.

"Right there. Give it to me..."

Your cries are ushered into his mouth where they melt and weep into his tongue as you tremble with the warm waves of your release. He also shakes, ever so slightly as he slowly withdraws his dripping fingers, smiling down at you with a quivering breath, both your foreheads stained with sweat.

It is here where his love consistently transcends whatever worldy measure he could foolishly try and compare it to.

It was overwhelming and everlasting like the showers of rain, and now snow, that kissed this pocket of earth that he inexplicably lost himself in with you all those years ago.

It was in the form of those eyes of yours, ripe with sleep that gazed over the rim of the coffee mug that sat next to his in the peeling cupboard, that tousle in your hair, that much resembled the one he was gazing at right now that he knew he was responsible for creating in the steamy hours of the night before.

And, obediently as your breath finds its way back into your lungs, you give him that saccharine smile as you swirl your tongue around the fresh nectar from his fingers, sucking them clean.

"You'll be my demise one day, you insatiable little thing." He leans in, nuzzling the tip of your noses together.

"Oh, how'd you know, darling?"

"Wouldn't be from anything else. Only you."

He utters before leaning into your soft kiss so as not to miss out on the taste of you he just couldn't bear to let you have all for yourself.

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starrysunbeam · 1 year ago

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my first astrology observations post! ✰

-every cancer moon i've known is very close to their mother, sometimes codependent (makes sense, as the moon can represent our mother and cancer is ruled by it). a celebrity example is taylor swift - her mom is her best friend and it seems she relies on her for a lot of emotional support.

-leos aren't the selfish sign they are always portrayed as. i mean, many sterotypes in astrology for sun signs don't fit since you need to look at the whole chart. but i think aries is more self-centered - they are ruled by the first house of self, and the "babies" of the zodiac. they tend to think about their own needs first, and act impulsively from ego sometimes i've seen.

-the house that your asteroid narcissus(37117) is in can indicate how you've been ego-driven/selfish in certain areas of your life. mine is in the 3rd house (rules over siblings) and my brother and i were always at each others throats, hitting each other where it bruises our self-esteem. are not on speaking terms. interestingly enough we're twins so he also has this placement.

-my bf is a virgo venus and his love language is acts of service! i imagine this goes for most with this placement, since virgo rules over the 6th house (keywords: service, routine, etc). he also has a moon trine ceres, super nurturing placement

-(tw: weight) he also has pluto in his first house and lost a lotttt of weight years back. it's common for individuals with this placement to undergo a physical transformation, maybe even plastic surgery.

-leo and capricorn risings often have thick hair!

-sooooo i think health is a tricky subject with astrology but hear me out. i have my mars in the 6th house and i had my gallbladder removed, plus i have gut issues. the 6th house is linked to health and specifically the digestive system, and mars is tension. it just makes sense haha

#astrology observations #astro observations #astro notes #cancer moon #virgo venus #6th house

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avalordream · 1 year ago

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Prompt: Imagine you get isekaied in Our Life. Only thing is that you wake up as a child and remember everything. You can only save at this point but you can still access the save and load menu and see your previous runs.

Meanwhile your precious neighbor is slowly becoming self aware, getting deja vu with every passing second- as if this has all happened before...

A/N: A few days after I posted this- a few other thoughts came to mind- SO HERE IS MY ATTEMPT AT VOCALIZING THEM

You’re keenly aware of how small and tiny you are the moment you wake up.

For the first few days, you started to acclimate to…the family home.

It wasn’t YOUR family though. It never was. It was MC’s. Not your’s.

You could project all you wanted onto MC but it was never your family or your life to experience. It was theirs.

Even so, you quickly found yourself missing the life you were used to. More specifically:

The cuisine.

It was hard not to draw suspicion to the fact that you were craving different food genres aside from Mom’s Pamela’s mac and cheese and cheeseburgers.

Ma’s Noelani’s Hawaiian food helped quite a bit to hold you over as you started to ponder over how to approach it.

Kind of hard to bring it up to your MC’s parents that you wanted Asian/Middle eastern/Indian/Pakistani/Mexican/etc food when there was none of that for miles around

For the time being, you had to quietly hint and nudge their thoughts into that direction but not enough to make them suspicious. Noelani obviously had her suspicions about Cove getting into the house from Step 2-3 but never brought it up once. From what you could tell, she was scary observant

Another issue was how clumsy your new body was.

Your mind might be able to remember how to do everyday tasks like writing and such but this tiny body didn’t have the muscle memory to match it

Much to Liz’s dismay, you spent quite a bit of your time forcing your hands and legs to train to do things your adult body could do in a snap

Time wise- technology was a huge sucker punch. It made you feel bad for taking your own devices for granted.

That being said, self learning everything was going to be hard without a phone or computer on hand, especially knowing that you’d have to go through the cursed education system all over again- but most likely much harder

There had to be a reason older folk complained about it, right?...

Your MC’s birthday was the same as your own, just that the birth year is 1997. That being said, the current year was 2006… Funny. You were only two in 2006…

…

Back to self learning, you tried to practice what you considered basic math long after everyone had fallen asleep

Usually, your day was filled with entertaining Shiloh and Liz, playing in the park or going along with whatever Liz said. Judging by the giant for sale sign across the street and the date, you figured out that you got isekaied roughly at least a month or two before Cove and Mr. Holden would move in.

Who knew how that would go now that you weren’t subjected to just three choices?

Even after playing around, your body was exhausted and your baby mind was just as pooped out.

The first few days you would wake up early as children do and tried doing your math and remembering as much as you could at that time

Yeah, Liz nearly gave you a heart attack after she barged in and you had to play it off as you scribbling absolute nonsense cause you were bored

After that near collision, you changed your prep time to being at night. Sure, you woke up to Liz shaking you and not getting enough sleep in the morning, but you needed to refresh your memory the best you could

You couldn’t do it every night though and did your best to keep some sort of schedule so you wouldn’t forget - and worry your MC’s moms

They noticed the first few times of how sleepy you’d be when you’d wake up later than usual - granted if Liz didn’t wake you up - and a few nights after, you nearly got caught right in the middle of your review.

Pam was more sneaky than Noelani, so you should’ve seen this coming- but even so, you had everything spread out on your rug when you just barely heard her footsteps come to your MC’s door

You had enough time to shove everything underneath your bed - your room was messy enough but better safe than sorry - and quickly dive under the covers before you heard your door open with the softest of clicks

She was around for a good while before you heard the door close again but you didn’t relax until you were sure her footsteps went back to the master bedroom

After that, you were much more careful about how long you spent studying and when. You haven’t been caught since.

Occasionally, you’d have to sneak in your MC’s parent’s room to grab any books that you needed. Good thing Noelani was a book nerd.

You did have to be careful about your self learning- you didn’t want them getting any suspicions that their kid was suddenly…different out of nowhere.

You had no idea what MC was like as a kid before the events of Our Life so you tried your best to piece together what you could

Speaking of, there were a bunch of things you quickly realized about Our Life, one of which is that game didn’t go over nearly everything that MC went through, let alone before Cove came or others that it only touched on briefly

For example, the tourists that came and went every year happened to be close friends of Pamela’s from her time in university, hence why they were so friendly to you and Liz in particular.

It was also why they knew how to… handle your ever changing moods. At least-

That’s what it looked like to them.

To you- it was because you had to battle MC’s initial responses to these scenarios.

Go figure, this body still had its fair share of emotions inside of it, leaving you to figure out if this sharp pang of fear or worry was your own or not.

It left you second guessing everything you did, especially when you’d be up at night, studying and practicing your writing

It seriously irked you, knowing your writing was sloppy even though you knew this body couldn’t help it. It didn’t make seeing your scrappy writing less frustrating though

Despite how much you tried to hide how YOU felt, not MC, Noelani still picked up on the small shifts in your behavior.

One of these being the irritation you harbored for your writing.

Speaking of emotions, you found your body easily overwhelmed by any stronger ones- your own irritation making you cry- an alien feeling and one that took even you by surprise.

Worse part? The first time happened was in front of Noelani when she tried to help you practice your penmanship

Naturally, she tried to comfort you MC by trying to console you, saying it’d be better with practice and wiping away your tears but no matter how YOU tried, the tears wouldn’t stop flowing

It wasn’t until much later that you realized that MC’s tiny self had their own limits and by pushing those adult feelings and expectations that YOU had onto it sent it into a messy overdrive.

After that, you had learned to slow down- the world wasn’t ending…even if it felt like it.

…

The nail in the coffin for you that made YOU cry. Not MC’s body: Your dreams started to resemble parts of your life.

You’d dream that you were back at your desk job or filling out mundane paperwork but no matter how boring it’d be, it was YOUR life.

The one YOU were used to and familiar with

You’d always feel so relieved to be back where you were supposed to, whether you were happy with that life or not

It was that feeling of having all your choices in your hand and being in control of where you wanted to go, if that made sense.

Nobody made those choices for you except well…you.

Only to have that feeling of familiarity ripped away once you registered Liz waking you up to play while “Ma and Mom snooze the day away!”

…

You just want to go home…

To YOUR home…

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kxsagi · 3 months ago

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Hii i would like to make a request for bllk guys!

How are they gonna react with reader can do astrology, like analyzing birth chart? I love Karasu, Barou and Yukimiya so much if you can please include them thank you 🥰

“𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫-𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬”

a/n: i know NOTHING about astrology other than how i am a sagittarius, so PLEASE lmk if i got anything wrong so i can edit this post! (i used AI for help BYE)

ft. karasu tabito, barou shoei, yukimiya kenyu

karasu tabito – the “so i’m a walking red flag?” guy (august 15th)

(leo sun, libra moon, scorpio venus)

you casually mention that you’re into astrology one day, and karasu instantly pounces. “oh? so you’re one of those people?” he teases, draping an arm around you and giving you that signature smug grin. but he’s so down bad for you that when you offer to read his birth chart, he immediately throws his birth date, time, and location at you like he’s handing over his credit card.

when you tell him he’s a leo sun with a scorpio venus, he throws his head back dramatically. “scorpio venus? wait, wait, wait. doesn’t that mean i’m… possessive? oh nooo, i’m soooo toxic, babe. you should leave me immediately,” he drawls with faux despair, clutching his chest.

when you start analyzing his libra moon, pointing out that he uses charm and humor to deflect his deeper emotions, he freezes. like, mid-flirt. "damn, that was kinda specific," he mutters, suddenly way too self-aware.

“wait, wait. so you’re telling me i come across as a laid-back flirt, but deep down, i’m actually a jealous psycho with abandonment issues? babe, that’s hot.” he flashes you a grin and winks. "makes sense why you're so into me, huh?"

after you read his chart, he starts using astrology references in the most unserious way. when he teases you, he’s like, “babe, is your mars in capricorn or something? cuz you’re working way too hard tryna resist me.” or if you get annoyed, he’s like, “ugh, so typical virgo behavior.” (you might not even be a virgo.)

barou shoei – the “don’t bullshit me” skeptic turned believer (june 27th)

(cancer sun, capricorn moon, leo venus)

when you first bring up astrology, barou deadass just goes: “that’s fake.” immediate dismissal. “stars have nothing to do with how i score goals,” he mutters, folding his arms across his massive chest.

but you? you take that as a personal challenge. you start casually slipping little observations into your conversations. “you’re a cancer sun, of course you’re so protective,” you murmur when he grumbles about you not drinking enough water. or, “ugh, your capricorn moon is showing again,” when he insists on sticking to his strict diet.

he hates how accurate you are. he’ll glare at you from across the room like, stop analyzing me. but then you point out that his leo venus makes him lowkey crave praise and admiration despite his tough exterior, and he just scowls.

“i do not need validation,” he mutters, but when you praise him for scoring a goal during his match, he’s suddenly in an extra good mood for the rest of the day.

the moment he realizes you’re right about his chart is when you call him out for being emotionally guarded. “your cap moon makes you bottle up your feelings, but your cancer sun makes you feel everything so deeply. you act like nothing gets to you, but you secretly take everything to heart.”

he just… stares at you. long and hard.

“stop looking at me like that,” he mutters gruffly, but his ears are red. you got him good.

lowkey? he starts letting you analyze his teammates’ charts. “hey,” he says casually one day. “what’s shidou’s sign? just curious.” (totally not so he can beat him)

yukimiya kenyu – the “omg, tell me more” golden retriever bf” (april 28th)

(taurus sun, leo moon, gemini venus)

when you mention you’re into astrology, yukimiya is immediately invested. like, he’s leaning forward with sparkly eyes, chin in his hand, giving you his full attention. “wait, you can read birth charts? no way. baby. you have to do mine.”

he’s so into it that he literally reminds you, even if you’re busy. “did you figure out what my rising sign is yet?” he texts you at 2 AM.

when you finally analyze his chart, you mention his taurus sun makes him loyal and steady, but also stubborn as hell. he grins, leaning closer. “stubborn? me? nooo,” he drawls with faux innocence, knowing damn well he once argued with a ref for 15 minutes over an offside call.

the second you tell him he’s got a gemini venus, he GASPED. “wait… does that mean i’m flirty?” he asks, looking genuinely concerned. you assure him it just makes him charming and witty, and he immediately relaxes.

“oh, good. i was worried for a second,” he says, dramatically placing a hand over his heart.

yukimiya becomes your astrology hype man. when you’re explaining a planet transit or some random astrological phenomenon, he’s so into it. “wait, wait, wait. so mercury retrograde is why you’re grumpy this week?? omg. i knew it.”

he’s so sweet about it too. if you ever mention you’re checking transits or reading charts for your friends, he’ll pop his head in and be like, “who are we analyzing today, baby? any juicy placements?”

he’ll also 100% blame his leo moon for everything. he buys a new jacket? “it’s my leo moon. i need to make an entrance.” he takes a selfie in good lighting? “baby, my leo moon needs to be seen.”

when you’re in public, he’s the guy casually guessing people’s sun signs with you. “that guy’s totally an aries,” he whispers with a knowing nod. (he’s never right.)

#blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk #bllk x reader #astrology #blue lock headcanons #karasu tabito x reader #tabito karasu x reader #barou shoei x reader #shoei barou x reader #yukimiya kenyu x reader #kenyu yukimiya x reader #blue lock x fem reader #star-crossed lovers

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bayetea · 1 month ago

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there's something really bizarre about what may or may not be excessive wariness of adultifying black girls that's resulted in not only treating hazel like some moronish baby but sweeping oversimplification of the person that she is. by refusing to observe hazel in a more mature light (and by this I only mean taking her seriously) there's a pervasive dumbing down of her character in the fandom that really does not occur as much for other characters. she's 14 in hoo. not 13. she's 15 in toa. for comparison the second youngest member of the prophecy 7 is jason, who was 15 himself for the first half of hoo and does not experience nearly as much character infantilization by the fandom at large

as a hazel enjoyer it's all pretty disappointing; I see so much to appreciate and unpack in the frankly gothic nature of her story but when I go looking for hazel fanworks (not just fanfics but fanart, headcanons, hazel ships, textposts to reblog, etc) I can't help but sense an unwillingness to just THINK about how her experiences might impact her. there's little more regard for hazel in the fandom than her merely being nico's cute and sweet little sister. and she is cute and she is sweet that much is true. she also grew up during jim crow while black and was violently bullied and killed herself and her mother when she was 13 years old. genuinely I don't understand reading horrific parts of her story like this and thinking that she's just a cute and soft tweenaged girl and not much else

like let's just be candid about this - abused and neglected children are forced to grow up fast (something that will almost inevitably have consequences in their adulthood). they are forced to be mature in ways that other kids aren't. hazel is not written like a "normal" 14 year old in part because she is not a normal 14 year old. you don't spend your life consciously wasting away in asphodel surrounded by ghosts and rejoin the living as a normal teenager. she was mistreated her entire life by everyone but sammy and then she died. and upon her resurrection the nature of her quest is more horrific than anyone else's - she has to "redeem" herself for helping gaea+giving her mom asphodel in the eyes of the underworld judges by killing herself again. that's literally what going on the son of neptune quest is for hazel; freeing thanatos = he takes her back to the underworld. there could not be a more literal confrontation of her discordant mortality than this. the only reason her life doesn't end that way is because of pluto's leniency towards his own children, and the narrative does nothing to justify something so objectively unjustifiable. even positing this as pluto's self-redemption of his failure to protect her in her first life, rather than hazel's own self-redemption, would have been something but hoo simply doesn't resolve this glaring conflict about its messagings on the unchangeable nature of life/death. but that's a post for another day

I cannot emphasize enough that hazel is every bit as deep and angsty as popular SadBoy™ characters like nico and leo but the interest in her sorrow and complexities is simply not there. this is not an insult to nico/leo themselves but a notation of how SadGirls™ (especially black girls) will never receive comparable acknowledgment of their miseries or the way said miseries have impacted them. hazel is deeply contemplative and world-weary and struggles so much with alienation from the world around her - alienation from the modern world as a person of color from the segregated past, alienation from the living as an undead girl, alienation towards her own powers because they ruin lives, including her own. if you just observe her character and her story I think you'll find more meaning about how life is a thing to be cherished than anywhere else in the franchise

#sorry I saw a bad hazel post with a lot of notes that really ticked me off the other day lol #have I said before that son of neptune is a top 3 book in the franchise. it is and I'm right #I won't act like there isn't anything good about toa or the second half of hoo but man............. things fell OFF after son #including hazel's story. how do u write a character like hazel and only put her povs in 2/5 books. and she only has 28 total. crazy work #anyways........... (me after posting a strongly worded rant) whatever I don't even care #hazel levesque #hazelposting #bayemeta #baye.txt #pjo #pjo fandom crit #do I need to tag this as rr cr/t. I don't think so #nico di angelo #cw sui mention #heroes of olympus

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pyrographic-memory · 3 months ago

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Holy shit, great to see the internet imploding once again lmao (srsly I'm also pouring one out for the discord mods holy fuck. I joined that server when it was at 17k people and THAT was already too many people for me...)

So uh. I know my * post * talking about us seeing Vessel prepare for war didn't blow up quite as much as my tritanopia post (still fucking stoked about that actually sosjehshjwh), BUT I am happily back again with the military jargon breakdown!

I'm going to say now, everything I mention here is declassified, you can find it with a Google search. Please don't freak out on me lmao

The Morse code from the Pan and Echo audio files was summed up into eight lines of dialogue (for lack of a better word).

At first I thought it was a 9 Line, which is a call for medevac report, due to the SOS. But it is missing a ninth line, so I asked a friend of mine what they thought. And they said it looks like a weird mix of two report formats: BLUE 2 and GREEN 6.

BLUE 2 is SITREP, or situation report - rather self explanatory. Brief summary of threat activity, then you list off how ready your men and your vehicles/equipment are, and then you give a summary of The Gameplan.

GREEN 6 is EPW (enemy prisoner of war)/Captured Material Report. You've executed The Gameplan, and you've captured people and stuff. This one is a two-parter technically, because you list off who you've captured first and then what you've captured (this can include land and buildings, so like if you captured a hilltop or castle or smth), you state the unit that did the capturing, when the capture happened, and a brief summary of how you did it.

So now, we break the message down. The first two lines don't really align with any report, so we'll focus on 3 onward.

Line 1: "I've been waiting long for you"

Line 2: "Behold"

Line 3 (friendly locations as from a BLUE 2): WA and RL, which ended up being WRAL, which is the news channel for Raleigh, NC (NORTH CAROLINA BABY, LET'S GOOO). Their meteorologist made a * post * about 3/29 on Instagram.

Line 4 (DTG [Date Time Group] of capture, as from the second half of a GREEN 6): "Two days in the morning", two days from now it'll be 3/29, AND there's a partial solar eclipse that day (though it's very close to full), and where the eclipse will be most prominent over the Atlantic, it'll be at maximum around 10:47 AM UTC. So the DTG would be written as 291047MAR2025.

Line 5 (place of capture, as from a GREEN 6): "In Arcadia"

Line 6 (circumstances of capture, as from a GREEN 6): "Carpe" (Latin for "seize")

Line 7: "Broadcast interruption, nothing"

Line 8: SOS SOS SOS KN AS

Everyone knows the mayday call. But KN and AS are CW radio signs (telegraphing, Morse code, all that shit they used in both world wars). KN means "only the station named should respond", and AS means "wait". The broadcast was interrupted, but the broadcaster didn't hear anything from the interruption. They're still calling for help because the interruption means someone is listening in when they shouldn't be, so the broadcaster may be compromised, and they're asking for an answer from whoever they were broadcasting to before saying "wait" (maybe as in "don't send rescue immediately").

Now, let's look at something else rq. The metadata of the audio files.

Uploaded by: The Observer

Another report to mention: BLUE 1, SPOTREP. These are written up when scouts observe any known or suspected threat activity in the AO (area of operation).

And I want to amend rq, the emails from a few weeks ago with the respective wording: House Veridian "observe", and Feathered Host "seize".

This is a House Veridian SPOTREP of a Feathered Host SITREP/capture broadcast, probably done by our Observer doing what the green bois call channel hopping, and the Broadcaster not securing their comms line.

I really want to know who Vessel knows. Cuz while ts is available to the public, you gotta know someone who can tell you that these report documents even exist. The US Army has like a thousand reporting documents, something for everything. Every country does a lot of this stuff differently and has differing names for it, but I just find it really neat that it seems to be US-based (unless the UK military also operates this way 👀👀👀)

#sleep token #theories #HERE WE GO AGAIN LADS #i do hope this one hits off a bit; im quite proud of myself in how much of this i explained in even more shorthand than the army uses ksnjg #military #again rip to the server; i hope the mods start getting paid after ts

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olliepop718 · 3 days ago

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Type of boyfriend: Ateez

1. Hongjoong – The Protective Leader Boyfriend

• Always makes sure you’re safe, warm, and taken care of—no matter what

• Inspires you constantly; pushes you to chase your dreams and never give up

• Deep talks at 2am about life, success, and the universe

• Quietly jealous—won’t say much, but his hand will stay on your lower back all night

• Makes you playlists and writes you tiny love notes on napkins or sticky notes

• Constantly busy, but still remembers every detail about you

• Looks at you like you’re his muse

⸻

2. Seonghwa – The Soft Gentleman Boyfriend

• Carries your bag, opens doors, and fixes your hair without thinking

• So gentle with you but deeply passionate when it counts

• Keeps your shared space immaculate, but never nags—he’ll just do it himself

• Gets you little gifts “just because”—like your favorite tea or hand lotion

• Encourages your self-care and takes it seriously when you��re not okay

• Always looks at you like you’re the most beautiful person in the room

• Would sit in silence with you for hours just to be near you

⸻

3. Yunho – The Golden Retriever Boyfriend

• Always laughing, hugging you, picking you up and spinning you around

• Turns everything into an adventure—yes, even grocery shopping

• Gets pouty if you ignore him too long, then smothers you with affection

• Brags about you constantly to everyone

• Will watch shows with you, even if he hates them, just because you like them

• Protective but never controlling—always checks if you’re okay first

• Will dance with you in the kitchen wearing matching slippers

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4. Yeosang – The Quiet but Loyal Boyfriend

• Reserved in public, soft and clingy in private

• Says “I love you” through acts of service—charging your phone, fixing your laptop, bringing you snacks

• Secretly takes photos of you all the time and keeps them in a hidden album

• Can be blunt, but only because he wants to be honest with you

• Gives the best silent support—just sits with you, holding your hand, letting you breathe

• Once he lets you in, you are his whole world

• Looks at you like you’re art, even when you’re a mess

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5. San – The Passionate & Playful Boyfriend

• Teases you relentlessly, flirts non-stop, and calls you “baby” like it’s your name

• Super clingy—always touching you: your hand, your face, your waist

• Gets very protective when you’re out, especially if someone looks at you the wrong way

• Melts when you’re affectionate—acts tough but turns to mush when you kiss his cheek

• Randomly stares at you and says, “You’re so pretty it’s actually unfair”

• Loves doing everything together—workouts, watching dramas, even laundry

• When he loves you, it’s full intensity. No half-measures.

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6. Mingi – The Loyal, Flirty, Deep-in-Love Boyfriend

• Total flirt—but only with you

• Calls you pet names with his deep voice that makes you blush every time

• Looks intimidating but is such a softie when it comes to you

• Has deep insecurities, so your affection means the world to him

• Would write you random love texts when he’s on the road—like “I miss your laugh today”

• Pulls you into his lap and refuses to let you go

• Gives you his full trust and expects the same

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7. Wooyoung – The Chaotic Romantic Boyfriend

• Loud, affectionate, dramatic—he wants the world to know he loves you

• Posts you on his socials with captions like “Mine 🖤”

• Gets jealous fast but needs reassurance more than confrontation

• Buys matching outfits or accessories without asking, just shows up like “Couple fit!!”

• Gives the best hugs—tight, long, and with little kisses

• Laughs with you constantly, but takes your pain very seriously

• Calls you his best friend and his baby

⸻

8. Jongho – The Protective Soft-Teddy Boyfriend

• Strong as hell but so gentle with you

• The type to carry you to bed when you fall asleep on the couch

• Doesn’t drink if you’re drinking—just wants to take care of you

• Quietly observant—knows when something’s wrong without you saying it

• Rarely flirty, but when he says “you’re mine,” it hits hard

• Always remembers the things you like, and surprises you with them

• Sings to you softly when you’re sad—his voice will be your comfort zone

#ateez fic #ateez smut #ateez imagines #ateez yunho #san ateez #ateez seonghwa #ateez jongho #ateez scenarios #ateez mingi #ateez x reader #ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez rpf

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thecharacterchronicler · 10 months ago

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Muse || Benedict Bridgerton x reader || Smut

GIF credits: @vengerb3rg

Outline: Your husband wants to paint your portrait but you feel a bit insecure about yourself.

Word count: 2’939

Warnings: parenthood with a newborn baby, insecurities/self deprecation about post-partum body, explicit smut.

Author’s note: this is prompt # 25 as requested. It gave me a whole new obsession for Benedict Bridgerton. Yikes.

You sat on the sofa, trying to focus on the book you were reading but couldn’t help but glance in Benedict’s direction instead. You were always eager to see what beautiful paintings he may be working on but tonight, it felt all the more special as his model was sound asleep in the crib next to him. A little over a year ago, when you had said your vows and became Mrs Bridgerton, you were absolutely certain that it wouldn’t be possible for you to love him more than you already did, you were head over heels for him, in admiration in front of his artistic talents, in adoration of his personality and unconditionally in love with every part of his soul… Yet, watching him so focused on his task, as he carefully observed his son before painting his traits on the canvas in front of him, eyes so full of tenderness for the sleeping infant and a smile that told the world how incredibly proud he felt to be a father was making your heart melt.

Even if you didn’t want to disturb him in his work, you couldn’t help but stand and saunter up behind him, to take a look at the progressing portrait. Your husband was blessed with a rare talent for art, his paintings always captured a beauty overlooked by most and displayed emotions in the most poetical ways, the first portrait of his son was no exception, already a masterpiece in your eyes.

“Perhaps it was preposterous of me to think myself capable of painting his portrait, I fear that, no matter how much time I spend on it, I’ll never do justice to how angelic our baby looks.” He said, as he added some pink hues to the image.

“I think you are doing well, it looks beautiful.” You reassured him, your arms coming around his shoulders to hug him from behind. He placed his palette on his lap to bring a hand up to touch yours, his thumb stroking your wrist as he leaned back against you.

“But look at him, no one could possibly paint such beauty accurately.”

You both turned to look at your baby, both of you sighing in admiration in unison as your son yawned in his sleep.

“It is true that he is particularly gorgeous.” You admitted, still having trouble to believe how blessed you had been to bring such a healthy and beautiful child into this world.

“It’s because he looks like you.” Benedict replied, without hesitation. “Ethereal beauty just like his mother.”

You blushed and hugged him a bit more tightly.

“He takes after you too.” You added, because it was the truth. If Benedict found your son beautiful because of the features you had passed on to him, you thought your baby was extremely handsome because of how much he resembled the love of your life too. “He has your eyes and your smile. The ton better be prepared for such a devastatingly handsome gentleman.”

Benedict huffed a laugh and planted a kiss on the back of your hand. He tilted his head up to look at you, with a familiar spark of mischief in his eyes.

“How about we bless the ton with a few more of our divine offsprings ?” He suggested, his fingers already trailing up your arm in a tantalizing caress. “Or perhaps I could paint another nude portrait of you tonight ?”

“Wouldn’t that lead to the same result ?” You playfully replied, which made him laugh loud enough to cause the baby to grimace and stir in his small crib. “I don’t think we need another portrait of me - especially naked - there are already too many in this house, and if anyone sees them I’ll be mortified.”

“Don’t worry about that, darling, the nude ones are for my personal enjoyement only.” He said, standing up from the stool and turning around to plant a feverish kiss on your lips.

You kissed him back, arms around his neck as he stepped forward with the intention of guiding you to the couch. But you stopped him with a hand on his chest, turning your head before he could press his mouth to yours again.

“He is sleeping like an angel, I do not want to wake him.” You told your husband, glancing in direction of the crib.

“You are right, we do not want him to wake up to the sound of his mother’s screams.” Benedict nodded, leaving you to go back to his son.

“Excuse me ? I do not scream.” You retorted, crossing your arms over your chest in an attempt to look vexed by his remark.

“Oh you do scream, my darling. I don’t think you realize but you are very loud when you’re enjoying yourself, it’s my favorite thing.” He confirmed, a laugh escaping his lips when he noticed how you blushed at his words. “So I’m going to bring little mister Bridgerton back to his room, where he hopefully won’t hear you and then I’ll make you shout louder than ever.”

You exchanged a smile with him, your heart melting once more as you watched him carefully and gently pick up the baby from the small crib, cradling him in his arms with tenderness. He walked in your direction so that you could place a kiss goodnight on your baby’s forehead before he left the living room with him, already humming a soft lullaby to keep him sound asleep.

Once he got back, he stopped on the threshold to speak to one of the employees of your estate, requesting to not be disturbed for the rest of the night. You felt yourself blushing yet again at how painfully obvious what he was up to might be for your staff.

He closed the living room doors behind him with a satisfied smile but it instantly disappeared as his mouth dropped open and his eyes widened at the sight of you, waiting for him with your dress already off.

He sat back on the stool in front of his easel, carefully placing the portrait of your son next to him as he switched it for a blank canvas. He looked over at you with attention, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips and a slight blush coloring his cheeks.

You did your best to pose, not daring to do it as suggestively as you used to back when you were newlyweds. Benedict had painted some filthy scenes involving you, and sometimes him too, and kept those paintings locked up in his office upstairs, making it a gallery devoted to his passion for you.

However, despite him being very clear on how much he loved every part of you, you couldn’t help but feel self conscious since the birth of your child. Your body had changed in ways you weren’t prepared for and, if your husband had seen you without garments on since, he had not painted your portrait in a while. The way his eyes were scrutinizing you, tracing round curves and long lines on the canvas, made you feel increasingly uncomfortable.

“Could you rest your arm over the edge of the sofa ? And perhaps part your legs slightly ?” Your husband asked, his brows furrowed in concentration.

You positioned yourself as requested, unable to silence the trembling breath that escaped your lips.

“Is something wrong, darling ? You seem tense.” He remarked, letting go of his pencil to fully focus his attention on you.

“It’s nothing to worry about.” You assured him, forcing a smile but he looked at you as if he could see straight through you.

“Mrs Bridgerton,” his tone was playfully severe, but hearing him call you by your new last name - his last name - sent a wave of emotion through your body. “If something - or someone - is bothering you, I must know immediately. I will not tolerate for my wife to be upset about anything as I vowed to care for you, always.”

“And you do it perfectly.”

“Then tell me, so I can take care of this issue too, whatever it is.” He pleaded.

“It’s nothing, really. I just don’t feel comfortable with the way I look lately.”

“The way you look ?” He repeated, standing up to keep the canvas from stealing his attention away from you. “What do you mean ?”

“I mean this.” You placed your hand on your belly, the skin not as firm and elastic as it used to be. Then, you moved it to your chest to point at your breasts, swollen and hanging lower than they used to. “And this.”

“But these are some of the best things about your body!” He exclaimed, clearly shocked that you could be so rude to yourself.

He walked to you with determination, getting down on his knees next to the sofa to level his face with yours, looking at you with a concerned expression on his face and heartbreak in his eyes, as if he was hurt about your own feelings about yourself.

He brought his hand to your belly, gently caressing it like he used to do when it was round and stretched out by your baby’s kicks..

“You grew a healthy and particularly gorgeous son in here.” He told you, tenderly. Then he moved his hand upwards, until he could caress the tender flesh of your breast. “And these are even bigger and softer than before, there is really no reason to feel so bad about yourself, you are a goddess, darling, you created life within your body.”

“So you’re not disappointed that I don’t look like I used to anymore ?”

“Absolutely not, how could I be ? I adored your body then, I still adore it now. I could fill a museum with my paintings of you, you obsess my every thoughts, you’re the only one I want to worship, for the rest of my life.”

“Benedict…” You breathed, your heart swelling with the intensity of your love for him.

“If you don’t believe me, darling, then I can show you exactly what the sight of your perfect body does to mine.” He suggested, his familiar somewhat mischievous grin returning to his face. He approached the couch on which you were lying down and began undoing his trousers, an eager expression on his face.

“Did you not want to paint me ?” You playfully asked him, with a knowing smirk.

“Always, darling. You know there is nothing I enjoy more than to look at the alluring curves of your body for hours but right now, I believe I’ll do a better job if I get my muse to relax a bit first.”

He pushed his pants down, his erection gloriously swinging up in your direction, hard and ready. It always amazed you how, knowing some of the promiscuous things he did in the past, the mere sight of your bare skin could get him in such a state. Sometimes, it happened during dinner, when you’d lean over the table slightly too far and he’d catch a glimpse of your décolletage. Sometimes, it was more inconveniencing, like when you shared your carriage with someone and the simple proximity of your body pressed up against his caused the blood to flow down to his shaft, always so alert and ready to take you, no matter if alone or not.

You knew he wasn’t lying when he said he loved your body as it was now, his puppy eyes and his gentle smile told you everything you needed to know when it came to his sincerity. Yet, you still felt slightly uncomfortable.

“Maybe I’d feel better if you were naked too.” You suggested, and he didn’t hesitate an instant, popping the buttons of his shirt one by one and letting it fall down to the luxurious carpet that covered the living room floor.

He dropped back on his knees next to the couch, his hands careful and gentle as they caressed your thighs, very subtly positioning you so that he could have access to the most intimate part of you. When, finally, your last bit of restraint faded underneath the warm kisses he pressed against your thighs, you allowed him to spread your legs apart and bury his face between them.

You instantly felt his tongue swirling around your clit and hungrily sucking on it until a moan fell from your lips. The tip of his tongue then continued its downward slide between your folds, tasting your arousal and mixing it with his saliva. Once he was as far down as the couch allowed him to go, you felt his tongue tentatively exploring your entrance, as if he was waiting for another moan to confirm that he was on the right track.

He placed his hand over your center, pressing down on your lower abdomen and flicking your clit with his thumb as he pushed his tongue past your tight walls, gently penetrating you with delight. His other hand went up to your chest, finding hold of your boob and squeezing it between his fingers as he increased the speed of his movements to follow the rythym of your whimpers that now were filling the room and his ears.

When you looked down at him, your head swimming from the intense jolts of pleasure he kept provoking inside you, you saw his gaze fixed to you, attentive to your reactions and sounds to tailor his next actions. They were filled with lust and adoration, as if you, writhing in front of him while he relished in your taste, was the most beautiful image he had ever had the privilege to witness.

You couldn’t help but buck your hips up in tune with his tongue, trying to get him in deeper. Since it still wasn’t enough to give you some relief from the intense pressure building in your core, you reached down to him, your hands pushing his head against you, probably suffocating him but you couldn’t help it, you needed to feel the bliss only he knew how to give you immediately.

Your orgasm suddenly washed over you, your entire body becoming oversensitive to eveything as it trembled and tensed. You squeezed his head between your thighs to stop him from continuing, unable to take it anymore, your chest heaving and your sounds of contentment still resounding in the room.

“Look at you, my darling. You’re absolutely bewitching when your pleasure makes you blush and your eyes shine with grateful tears.” Your husband said, freeing himself from the snare of your thighs around him. “There’s only one thing missing.”

You opened your mouth to ask what but you still were panting too rapidly to say a word. He rose to his feet, stroking his impressive cock in his hands a few times and you noticed how the pink tip glistened with precum, his thumb gently spreading its wetness along his entire length.

Then, he pressed his tip at your entrance and thrusted his hips forward, making you gasp from the sudden sensation. He buried himself entirely inside you, effortlessly, thanks to how soaked he had made you.

His rythym started out slow and gentle, giving him the opportunity to lean down to lovingly kiss your lips. But his speed progressively increased. You were already close again, the sensitivity between your legs still persisting, intensifying every sensation.

When his thrusts grew deeper and brutal, you had to hold yourself to the couch, your finger digging into the expensive fabric for support as you cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. His mouth was still on yours, tugging at your lower lip and swallowing your moans each time they uncontrollably dripped from your mouth.

His eyes were still on you, intense and focused, as if he was trying to memorize every single inch of you so that he could paint it later on his canvas. You reached another orgasm, mouth wide open as you gasped but no sound made it to his ears. You squeezed your eyes shut, trembling from the power of your climax, wondering if such extreme pleasure could kill you, because sometimes it sure felt like it.

“There it is, the way your mouth hangs open when you come for me, with your lips dark and swollen from how hard I kissed you… You are a masterpiece, my love.”

As soon as he said those words, he groaned and released himself deeply inside you, his body suddenly growing weak and numb.

With one more kiss to your lips, he pulled out of you with a satisfied sigh and a tender smile.

As if on cue, the cries of your newborn son suddenly pierced the brief moment of silence in the house.

“He probably misses us.” You said, and attempted to get up but Benedict stopped you, desperate.

“No, no, no! Don’t move, you’re perfect like this, that’s exactly what I want to immortalize on my canvas.” He pleaded, quickly putting his clothes back on. “I’ll go see him and make sure that he is okay. But please, stay exactly like this.”

He left the living room with his shirt roughly tucked in his pants and his hair disheveled, a sight making what you both had been up to pretty clear to all the employees he may meet on the way.

Eventually, the cries came to a stop, meaning that Benedict had probably reached your son and managed to soothe him back to sleep like only he knew how to. So you relaxed on the couch, still naked and ready to shamelessly pose for your adoring husband, already wondering if it would lead to another passionate moment of lovemaking later on.

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