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Under the Surface

Joseph Quinn x Fem Reader

Chapter 1. // Chapter 2. // Chapter 3. // Chapter 4. // Chapter 5. // Chapter 6.

Summary: You show up at his door, soaked and aching for him. You don’t need words. Joseph knows. He pulls you in, kisses you breathless, and drops to his knees. He eats your pussy like he’s starving—tongue on your clit, fingers in your cunt, whispering filth while you cry out his name. He makes you come hard. Then fucks you slow. Deep. Filthy. Over and over until your legs shake. And when you collapse in his arms, he holds you like something precious. Something his.

Author’s Note: This is it. The raw, soaked, filthy moment you’ve been waiting for. Joseph’s mouth, Joseph’s fingers, Joseph’s cock—and every filthy thing he’s wanted to do to you from the moment you met. And when it’s over? He holds you. Kisses your forehead. Tells you you’re perfect. This is fucking worship. This is love disguised as filth.

—xoxo

Word Count: 4k words

Disclaimer: 18+ Mature.. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!! Oral sex female receiving.. penetration

CHAPTER 7: TAKE ME

(2nd Person POV)

You don’t knock.

You just stand there, heart pounding, skin flushed, pussy throbbing under your dress.

The door opens.

Joseph sees you—and stops breathing.

No words.

No questions.

Just… need.

His hand slides around the back of your neck, pulls you in, and his mouth crashes into yours.

It’s not sweet. It’s starving.

Tongues. Teeth. Moans swallowed between lips that can’t stop touching.

He drags you inside, slams the door, and presses you against it like you might disappear if he doesn’t pin you down.

“Tell me you’re here for this,” he growls against your lips.

“I’m here to beg for it,” you pant.

He groans like you just wrecked him.

Then he’s on his knees.

“Dress. Up.” His voice is gravel. Command.

You lift your dress. He growls.

“No fucking panties,” he breathes. “You really came here with that wet little pussy bare for me?”

You nod.

He presses his face between your thighs like he belongs there.

And he does.

Tongue flat against your slit. One long, slow lick from dripping hole to pulsing clit.

You gasp. He groans.

“Fuck, you taste—fuck.”

He eats you like a starved man. Mouth open, tongue fucking into your cunt, nose nudging your clit.

Your hands tangle in his curls, hips rocking against his face, moaning his name.

“Joseph, Joseph—fuck—don’t stop—”

He doesn’t.

One hand grabs your ass. The other slips two fingers into your soaked cunt—deep and curling, rubbing that spot inside that makes your knees buckle.

“Wanna come on my tongue, baby?” he mutters against your clit. “Gimme that pussy. Fuck my face. Use me.”

You cry out—loud, raw.

“God—yes—yes—Joseph—”

You come.

Shaking. Gushing. Pussy clenching around his fingers, clit pulsing under his tongue.

Your orgasm rips through you.

But he’s not done.

He stands. Lifts you up like you weigh nothing.

Carries you to the couch. Lays you down.

He’s rock hard—cock straining against his jeans, precum darkening the fabric.

You reach for him.

He grabs your wrist. Eyes dark.

“Not yet,” he pants. “I want—fuck. I need to be inside you. Now.”

He undoes his jeans. His cock springs free—thick, flushed, leaking.

You moan. “Joseph…”

He slides between your legs, head of his cock dragging through your wetness.

“Still want it?” he whispers.

You nod, breathless. “Please.”

He pushes in.

Slow. Stretching you. Filling your cunt inch by thick, aching inch.

You moan—high and desperate.

“Fuck—you’re so big—”

“Too much?” he asks, voice shaking.

“Perfect.”

He bottoms out.

You both groan.

Then he fucks you.

Slow. Deep. Hard.

His hips snap. His cock drags against your walls. The sound is wet and obscene.

He leans over you. Mouth at your ear.

“You feel that?” he growls. “How tight you grip my cock?”

You nod, crying out as he thrusts harder.

“I was made for this pussy,” he says. “Fucking perfect. You’re mine now.”

You come again.

Cunt spasming. Screaming his name. Body arching as you gush around his cock.

He groans.

“Fuck—fuck—”

He doesn’t pull out.

He buries himself deep. Thrusts once. Twice. Growls.

And then he comes.

Hard.

Spilling inside you. Filling your cunt with hot, desperate release.

His body collapses over yours.

Both of you panting.

Shaking.

Ruined.

He presses kisses to your jaw. Your neck. Your mouth.

“Still breathing?” he whispers.

You nod. Barely.

“Good.”

He lifts you. Carries you to the bed.

Cleans you gently. Warm towel. Soft kisses to your thighs.

“Too much?” he asks.

“Not enough.”

He laughs—quiet, sweet.

Then pulls you into his arms.

You fall asleep with his hand between your legs and his lips on your temple.

And you already know—

he’s not letting you go.

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UPDATE

Hey everyone, sorry that it’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything. There’s been a lot going on in my personal life that I have to get through. I know I haven’t done any tarot readings lately and I promise to get to them as soon as possible. And I haven’t been writing lately either and I do promise to get back to that soon. I’m a mother of 3 kids and life can get pretty hectic sometimes lol, with school ending and trying to find myself a job, everything is just everywhere at the moment. But I will start writing again and I’ll do some readings.

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I wholeheartedly believe that Joseph Quinn has like a burner account on Instagram. Who else agrees!???

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Dirty Pretty Things

Eddie Munson x Fem Reader

Eddie Munson Fanfiction

Chapter 1. // Chapter 2. // Chapter 3. // Chapter 4. // Chapter 5. // Chapter 6. // Chapter 7. // Chapter 8.

Summary: This is the chapter where it shifts from desire to devotion. The walls finally come down. Eddie confesses how much this means, and you let him know you feel it too. The sex is soft, slow, and emotional—every thrust, every kiss, every word soaked in love neither of you knows how to say yet. But it’s there. And it’s real. And when he tells you that you feel like home, you realize he already is yours.

Author’s Note: This chapter… this chapter. It’s the one where lust meets love. Where Eddie stops hiding behind dirty talk and really lets you see him. The way he touches you here? It’s not just about getting off—it’s about feeling safe, held, and wanted in a way that breaks both of you. And yes, there’s still sex. But it’s different now. Filthy, yes—but emotional. Heavy. Real. Thank you for falling with me.

Word Count: 3,040 words

Disclaimer: 18+ Mature

Chapter 9.

Say It Like You Mean It

You don’t know how long you lay there afterward.

The room is still. Warm. Quiet except for the soft hum of the fan overhead and Eddie’s breathing against your neck. His arm is heavy over your waist, his chest pressed to your back, and his cock is still buried inside you, soft now—but he hasn’t moved. Not even a little.

You don’t want him to.

It feels like everything in the world is outside that room, and right now, you don’t care if it ever comes back in.

Then, softly, his voice:

“You feel like home.”

Your heart skips.

You turn your head slightly, just enough to see his eyes—wide open, staring at the ceiling like he can’t believe he said it out loud.

“Eddie…”

He blinks. “Fuck. Sorry. That was… dumb.”

“It wasn’t,” you whisper.

He doesn’t move. Doesn’t breathe.

You reach up and gently touch his jaw, turning him to face you.

“Say it again.”

He swallows, voice rough. “You feel like home.”

You lean in, kiss him slow—soft, deep, meaningful.

And when you pull back, you rest your forehead against his and whisper, “Then let me stay.”

His whole body shudders.

You don’t say I love you.

Not yet.

But it’s in every kiss, every touch, every breathless sound he makes when you shift your hips and tighten around him again.

He pulls out slowly, gently, and you gasp at the loss—until he pushes you onto your back and moves between your thighs, mouth soft on your belly, your hips, your thighs.

“Wanna take my time this time,” he murmurs. “Wanna make you feel it.”

You’re already shaking when his tongue finds your clit—slow circles, then soft suction, then gentle flicks. He groans into you, like he can’t get enough, like tasting you is the only thing keeping him alive.

“Eddie,” you whisper, your hand in his hair. “Please…”

“Shhh,” he soothes, licking up your folds, teasing your entrance. “I got you.”

You come quietly this time. Moaning into your arm, legs trembling, cunt clenching, your thighs locked around his shoulders as he rides it out with you, licking until you’re whimpering from overstimulation.

He kisses up your body afterward, trailing warmth up your ribs, your breasts, your throat. When he gets to your mouth, you pull him in and kiss him like you’ll never get the chance again.

“Let me inside you,” he breathes. “Slow. Just once. Just like this.”

You nod, wrapping your legs around his waist, and he slides in with a low moan, forehead pressed to yours.

He starts moving—gentle, deep, tender.

No dirty talk this time.

No growling.

No teasing.

Just soft moans, slow thrusts, skin on skin, and fingers that never stop touching you.

“I’m scared,” he whispers, buried deep inside you.

You blink up at him. “Of what?”

“Of how much I fucking feel.”

Your heart cracks open.

“Me too,” you whisper.

He kisses you again. And again. And again.

You don’t rush. You don’t need to.

You make love.

Real, slow, consuming love.

You cry a little.

He does too.

And when you both come, it’s quiet. Shaky. Intense. Like the kind of orgasm that only happens when your heart’s in it.

After, he stays inside you, one hand on your heart, the other tangled in your fingers.

And for the first time, neither of you is scared of the silence.

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Fanfiction Update:

I have a new Chapter of Under the Surface up on here, my Joseph Quinn fanfiction. And in a few minutes a new chapter of Dirty Pretty Things my Eddie Munson fanfic will be up. Hope you enjoy the new chapters. Like I said a while ago I think I’m posting only a few more chapters of Dirty Pretty Things. I hope you all enjoyed that story. And like I’ve said before I have so many ideas for all these fanfiction stories, and it’s been so much fun posting these stories for all of you.

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Under the Surface

Joseph Quinn x Fem Reader

Chapter 1. // Chapter 2. // Chapter 3. // Chapter 4. // Chapter 5.

Summary: He didn’t expect a video. Not of your legs spread wide, fingers buried in your cunt, whispering his name like it was the only thing that mattered. The moment he opens it, he’s fucked. Stroking his cock, gripping the sheets, imagining your mouth, your pussy, your soaked clit under his tongue. He watches you come—and then he loses it. When it’s over, he texts you one thing: Next time, you come on my cock.

Author’s Note: Joseph is feral. He watches the video in silence, jaw tight, cock already hard in his hand before you even moan his name. This is the messiest solo male POV you’ve ever read—full of cock, cunt, obsession, filthy strokes, and desperate need. He needs to fuck you now. And next chapter? He will.

—xoxo

Word Count: 2,962

Disclaimer: 18+ Mature … MINORS DNI

CHAPTER SIX: WATCH

(2nd Person POV)

He’s home when it happens.

Alone. Still hard from earlier. Still tasting you in his head. Still picturing your pretty cunt riding his thigh and moaning please.

When his phone buzzes, he checks it like it’s nothing.

But it’s not nothing.

It’s you.

A video.

No caption.

No explanation.

Just… a clip. 1:38 long.

His name on the sender.

His chest tightens.

He opens it.

And immediately—he stops breathing.

Your legs are spread.

Your cunt is soaked.

Your fingers are glistening.

And your voice?

“Fuck, Joseph…”

He drops his phone. Catches it just before it hits the bed.

His cock is already hard.

Throbbing.

He rewinds. Starts the video again.

Volume up.

Full screen.

You’re touching your pussy like you belong to him.

Like he owns every moan, every rub of your clit, every wet gasp.

He doesn’t think—just reacts.

His hand fists his cock.

Hard.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he groans, head tipping back.

You’re panting on the screen, back arching, fingers working your cunt in tight, wet circles. Your clit is swollen, your pussy so slick it glistens under the light.

He’s obsessed.

“Just like that,” he mutters. “Fuck, just like that, baby…”

You’re moaning his name. Whimpering.

He grips the base of his cock and strokes—slow and tight.

His thumb swipes over the head, catching pre-cum, imagining your tongue doing the same.

“Bet you’d suck me so good,” he breathes. “Take my cock in that filthy mouth. Fuck…”

You’re getting closer in the video. You say his name again—higher, needier.

And then you come.

Hard.

Fingers still moving, pussy clenching, thighs trembling, your cunt gushing as you whisper, “Joseph…”

He loses it.

“Fucking hell—” he groans, stroking faster now, hips bucking into his hand. “That’s it, baby, show me—fuck yes—”

His balls tighten.

His jaw locks.

And then—he explodes.

Hot cum spills over his fist, dripping down his cock, his stomach, soaking the hem of his shirt. He jerks through it, breathing hard, the echo of your orgasm still playing in his ears.

He doesn’t stop until it hurts.

Until his body slumps back against the pillows, wrecked.

Until he’s trembling.

Silent.

Destroyed.

He watches the video again.

And again.

And again.

Then he opens his messages. Types with one hand.

Joseph:

Next time, you come on my cock.

I want your pussy spread on my face first.

Then you ride me.

And I don’t stop until I feel that cunt pulse around my cock while you scream my name.

He stares at the screen.

Then:

Delivered.

Read.

And just like that—

He’s hard again.

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Hi, how are you doing? If still available I would like to ask for a reading about the chemistry between me and my future spouse and their physical characteristics, please, and thank you in advance! <3

Question 1: What will the chemistry be like between me and my future spouse?

Page of Cups reversed, Two of Pentacles, The World reversed, Page of Swords

Your chemistry with your future spouse will feel a little clumsy at first—awkward in the cutest way—but grow into something curious, playful, and emotionally deep.

The Page of Cups reversed shows that one or both of you may feel emotionally shy or hesitant when the spark first begins. There could be a little emotional confusion or misunderstanding at the start. Think: butterflies, daydreaming, maybe a few missed signals. But that’s only the beginning.

Two of Pentacles brings balance—this person will challenge you to juggle real life and emotional connection, and vice versa. There’s chemistry in the banter, the back-and-forth, the quiet moments where you sync up in unexpected ways. The connection will be playful but grounded, and both of you will likely learn to grow through each other.

The World reversed shows that this relationship will feel unfinished without each other. There’s always something to discover, explore, fix, or build together. You’ll both feel like “there’s more to this”—even after years together. That ongoing curiosity? That’s part of what keeps the chemistry alive.

And Page of Swords seals it—you’ll stimulate each other mentally. Expect lots of conversation, teasing, intellectual flirting, deep dives into random topics, and feeling like best friends who just can’t stop observing each other. The Page energy means you’ll both be curious about each other forever—and that’s where the spark stays alive.

✨ Final Vibe:

Your chemistry is curious, playful, and emotionally rich.

It’ll grow over time—from innocent awkwardness to deeply rooted connection.

There may be emotional stops and starts, but once you both “click”? It’s game over.

You’ll never stop discovering each other—and that’s what makes the bond magnetic.

Question 2: What physical traits might my future spouse have?

Nine of Wands, Two of Swords reversed, The Hermit, Knight of Pentacles

Your future spouse has a quiet, magnetic presence—someone who keeps to themselves but carries a strength you feel the moment they walk in.

✨ Physical Vibe:

Nine of Wands suggests they’ve been through a lot—and you might even see it in their eyes. There’s a kind of “tired warrior” energy. Their appearance may reflect endurance and quiet resilience: a bit rugged, maybe athletic or toned from life experience more than vanity. Possibly a guarded expression, a serious gaze, or posture that says “I’ve been through things.”

Two of Swords gives symmetry. They may have strikingly balanced facial features—clear bone structure, thoughtful eyes, a soft-spoken or neutral expression that hides more than it reveals. Not someone who gives everything away with a glance. They’re hard to read, but hard to forget.

The Hermit shows a person who’s attractive in a subtle, lowkey way. They’re probably not flashy—they might dress simply, in earth tones or soft fabrics, but they pull attention without trying. This card hints at someone with a “cool loner” vibe: maybe dark hair, sharp eyes, calm voice. Think: quiet in the corner, but you can’t stop glancing at them.

Knight of Pentacles adds the grounded, physical element. This person is likely strong, steady, and naturally well-built. They might have a broader frame, strong hands, or a warm, practical energy. The kind of person who makes you feel safe just by standing beside them. Their attractiveness isn’t about style—it’s about presence.

💬 Final Vibe:

Your future spouse is the type who doesn’t chase attention—but ends up with it anyway.

They’re deep, observant, emotionally grounded… and their appearance reflects all of that.

A little guarded. A little intense. A lot unforgettable.

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Hey, im the anon that asked about M.S here, I just wanted to say your reading was very acurate , like spot on ! You are very good at reading tarot, thanks again 😭🙏

You’re welcome.

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Hey if you are still doing readings I would like to ask "what does M.S currently think about me?" Thanks have a nice day.

The Moon reversed, Strength reversed, Queen of wands reversed, Page of cups, Knight of wands reversed, King of cups reversed

M.S. is thinking about you—but through a fog.

There’s confusion, unspoken emotion, and maybe even mixed signals in their energy. It’s not that they don’t feel anything—it’s that they may not even fully understand what they feel yet.

The Moon reversed shows that something they were hiding—feelings, thoughts, fears—might be starting to rise to the surface. They may be realizing something about you, or about how they treated the connection. But it’s murky. Like emotional static. There’s a desire for clarity… but not the emotional courage (yet) to face it directly.

Strength reversed shows vulnerability, insecurity, or even emotional burnout. They may feel overwhelmed by your presence—like you challenge them without even trying. And if you’ve pulled your energy back recently? Oh, they’ve noticed. This card shows emotional resistance when someone feels exposed or not in control.

Queen of Wands reversed is how they’re seeing you: strong, radiant, but distant. Maybe even intimidating. They feel your power, and it might even throw them off. You’re coming through as someone who knows their worth—and that’s either drawing them in… or making them freeze.

Page of Cups is the softest card here. Underneath it all, there’s still curiosity. Affection. Maybe even a quiet “what if?” But it’s immature energy—emotion without direction. They may think of you fondly, miss your energy, or feel drawn back in… but not know what to do with those feelings.

Then there’s Knight of Wands reversed and King of Cups reversed—together, this is unstable emotional energy. Hot and cold. Passion and retreat. One minute they think about you with longing, the next they shut it down. They may have a lot going on emotionally—internally or externally—that makes it hard for them to show up consistently.

💬 Final Message:

M.S. is still thinking about you.

But their energy is scattered, emotionally blocked, and confused.

They may admire you, miss you, or wonder about you—but they aren’t in the space to truly express it yet.

You’re on their mind. But not in a way they fully understand.

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hello! physical characteristics of my future bf? if you don't do this type of reading, please answer this one: what will the chemistry be like with my future bf?

i'm ef

Physical characteristics:

Ace of Pentacles, Knight of Pentacles, Knight of swords, The Hierophant

Okay EF, your future boyfriend? Total earthy slow-burn heartthrob.

He has that “walks in quiet but owns the room” energy. The kind of guy who doesn’t even realize how hot he is—and that’s what makes him hotter.

✨ Physical Vibes:

Ace + Knight of Pentacles = earthy, grounded, strong build. He may have broad shoulders, solid arms, and a “reliable” look—like the kind of man who can carry literal and emotional weight. He might work out or just have a natural strong body. Nothing flashy—just solid, masculine, and lowkey irresistible. Think: slow strides, deep voice, eyes that linger.

Knight of Swords brings in contrast: he may have sharp features—intense eyes, strong jawline, expressive eyebrows. Possibly leaner in build or fast-moving when he wants to be. He may dress neatly, with practical style, and carry himself like someone who’s focused and efficient (even if his mind is racing inside).

The Hierophant adds a traditional, classic vibe. He might favor clean looks: nice haircuts, tidy appearance, button-downs or neutral tones. He’s the type people respect without even knowing why. There’s structure in the way he moves, dresses, and holds himself.

He’s not the loud, flashy kind. But once you notice him? You really notice him. There’s something serious, sexy, and slow-burning about his energy. He’s the kind of guy you didn’t realize was your type… until you can’t stop thinking about him.

Chemistry between you two: Two of cups, Nine of cups, Four of Pentacles, Three of Pentacles reversed

You and your future boyfriend? Instant connection—but it deepens the longer you know him.

The Two of Cups is soulmate-level chemistry. You’ll feel it from the beginning—this magnetic pull, the sense that he sees you in a way no one else really has. It’s emotional, yes—but also romantic. This is “we sit too close and no one moves away” energy. Eye contact that lingers. Gentle touches that say more than words. It’s balanced, mutual, and honestly… beautiful.

The Nine of Cups says: this person will feel like a wish granted. The chemistry will feel good. Comforting. Like you don’t have to pretend or push to be close—it just happens. You’ll feel safe being yourself. And the sexual chemistry? Yeah, it’s quietly powerful. Nothing performative—just deeply satisfying.

Now—Four of Pentacles shows that one or both of you may hold back at first. Maybe he’s more reserved, maybe you are. There’s this sense of “I’m scared to lose this so I’m gripping too tightly.” Just know: the connection is strong. You don’t have to overthink it. Let it breathe.

Three of Pentacles reversed suggests that your chemistry won’t thrive in group settings or shared spaces. You’ll feel the strongest spark alone—when it’s just the two of you. The world will fade a little when you’re together. It’s not flashy or loud—it’s private, personal, sacred.

✨ Final Vibe:

Your chemistry is soul-deep, emotionally rich, and physically fulfilling.

It starts soft. Grows quietly. Then becomes unforgettable.

You’ll build trust slowly—but once it’s there? You’ll feel like home to each other.

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Hi

I'd like to ask how's my ex-friend been doing?

❤️‍🩹

The Star, Queen of Pentacles, Two of Swords

Your ex-friend is in a quiet healing phase right now.

With The Star, they’re working on finding their peace again—emotionally, spiritually, maybe even physically. This is someone who may have gone through something difficult (or is still going through it), but they’re trying to hold onto hope. They’re reaching for light again. There’s a softness in this card—a sense of trying to reconnect with what matters, even if it’s slow.

But the Queen of Pentacles reversed shows they may still be struggling with self-worth, stability, or even their ability to take care of themselves. They could be feeling untethered—financially, emotionally, or energetically. It’s like they’re pouring energy into everything around them… but forgetting to refill their own cup. There may also be guilt or confusion surrounding their relationships (possibly including yours).

Two of Swords is where the heart of it lies: indecision, emotional blockage, and quiet avoidance. Your ex-friend is caught in the middle of something emotionally unresolved—maybe still unsure how they feel about the past, or unsure how to process it. This card often shows up when someone has shut off their heart to protect themselves. They’re not cold… they’re overwhelmed.

💬 Final Message:

Your ex-friend is healing—but they’re also navigating emotional weight quietly.

They may not know how to face certain feelings yet.

They’re not in a bad place—but they’re still figuring themselves out.

There’s still a lot they’re holding inside.

Whether or not you reconnect, there’s softness in their energy now. They’re trying. In their own way.

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Heyyy! I happened to see ur post Abt offering free tarot readings and I'd love to participate please!

My initials are M.S and I'm a ♑ moon. I'd like to know if I could take up medicine as career and become a renowned surgeon one day?😊

Tysm! 💓

Knight of Swords reversed, King of Wands, The World

Yes—this path is absolutely possible for you.

But it’s not about rushing. It’s about mastering the long game.

The Knight of Swords reversed shows that your desire to move fast or “get there” quickly could actually be your biggest obstacle. This is a journey that demands patience, strategy, and emotional pacing. You might feel pressure to prove yourself early on, or compare your pace to others—but trust: your timing is divine. Take it slow. Build it solid.

The King of Wands is where your magic lives. This card screams visionary leader. You’re not just meant to succeed in medicine—you’re meant to lead, inspire, and possibly even innovate. You have the charisma, discipline, and presence to be someone others look up to. You’re not just going to be a surgeon—you’re going to be known for how you lead and how you show up.

And The World? That’s your confirmation: yes.

Yes to completing this journey. Yes to earning recognition. Yes to fulfilling your potential on a global scale if you choose to. You may end up working internationally, speaking, teaching, or even pioneering something new in your field. This isn’t just a dream. It’s a soul calling.

🩺 Final Message:

You’re made for this.

You have the mind, the fire, and the long-term vision.

Keep your focus. Don’t rush the process.

You’re not just going to be a surgeon. You’re going to be a name people remember.

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Hi!! I wanted to ask you about what is my destined career in life and about my soulmate. I’m Tania and I’m born on 4th february 2007

Nine of cups, Knight of Swords Reversed, 10 of Wands, Three of pentacles:

Your destined career path is one that brings you emotional fulfillment, creative recognition, and influence—but it will take patience and balance to achieve lasting success.

With the Nine of Cups, we see a big yes to the idea of achieving personal success, joy, and even public recognition. This is the “wish fulfillment” card—it suggests that something you’ve dreamed of can come true. So yes, fame is possible for you—but it’s the kind of fame that comes when you stay deeply aligned with what feels authentic and joyful to you. You’re meant to do work that feels good for your soul—not just for attention.

The Knight of Swords reversed is a warning not to rush or act out of impulse. You might have a million ideas and feel like you want to “get there now,” but this card says: slow down. There’s no shortcut to true success. If you try to force it or prove yourself too quickly, it could lead to burnout or missed opportunities. Stay focused, but let the process unfold with intention.

And speaking of burnout… the Ten of Wands is a sign that you may carry a lot on your shoulders—pressure, expectations, even emotional weight. You might feel like you have to work extra hard to prove your worth. This card encourages you to ask for help, share the load, and remember: success isn’t supposed to crush you. It’s okay to rest. You don’t have to do it all alone.

The Three of Pentacles is really important here—it shows your success will come through collaboration. You’re not just a solo star—you’re someone who works well in teams, who can thrive when you’re learning from mentors or building something with others. This could point to a career in a creative, educational, or even public space where teamwork and growth are key (think: music, acting, writing, design, even wellness or social advocacy). You have leadership energy, but you shine when you work with others, not just above them.

So… will you be famous?

You have the potential to be recognized, respected, and admired—especially if you align with something creative, expressive, or heart-centered. It may not be overnight or “celebrity” status (unless you really want to pursue that), but if you stay true to yourself, people will know your name. And they’ll admire you for what you create and how you show up in the world.

You’re here to inspire, not just impress.

Potential Soulmate: The Chariot reversed, Ace of wands reversed, death reversed, Seven of wands Reversed

Your soulmate connection will be unlike anything you’ve experienced before—but it won’t come easily or quickly. This is a slow-burning, deeply transformative bond that requires both of you to unlearn patterns and choose love from a place of courage.

The Chariot reversed suggests your soulmate journey may feel “delayed” or blocked at times. You might experience people who aren’t ready, or find yourself unsure if you want to open your heart fully. This card speaks to control—maybe you’ve had to protect your heart for a long time, or you’re afraid of being vulnerable. Your soulmate may reflect that same energy. The bond will ask both of you to surrender control and let love move at its own pace.

The Ace of Wands reversed says there was or will be a spark—but it may feel like it fizzles out before it really ignites. This could be due to timing, fear, or missed opportunity. But here’s the thing: if it’s real, it will return. This is a connection that might pause, not end. It’s a soulmate, not just a crush. There’s something powerful under the surface, but it needs nurturing, patience, and time.

Death reversed shows resistance to change. Either you or your soulmate (or both) may struggle to let go of past wounds, fears, or expectations of how love “should” look. This card is all about transformation—and it’s happening behind the scenes. The moment one or both of you fully release the past? That’s when this connection truly begins.

And with the Seven of Wands reversed, we’re looking at emotional exhaustion. This relationship won’t thrive in defensiveness or fear. It asks for honesty, softness, and learning how to let someone in without building walls. This person may challenge you to trust—and you’ll challenge them too.

So what does this mean for your love life?

Your soulmate will come into your life when you’re both ready to stop running and start healing. This won’t be a fairytale beginning—it’ll feel real, maybe even uncomfortable at first. But there’s something beautifully fated about it. You’ll learn to grow together, shed old versions of yourselves, and create something lasting.

This person may have fire or water sign placements (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius or Scorpio, Pisces). They might seem distant at first—or you might—but there will be something undeniable between you. Something that keeps pulling you back, even after silence or time apart.

In the end…

This soulmate isn’t here to save you. They’re here to meet you. In your power. In your truth. In your healing. And when it happens, it’ll be worth every bit of the wait.

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This is for entertainment purposes, and honestly use your discernment, take it with a grain of salt.

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Under the Surface

Joseph Quinn x Fem Reader

Chapter 1. // Chapter 2. // Chapter 3. // Chapter 4.

Summary: You tried to wait. Tried to hold off. But your soaked, aching pussy had other plans. You couldn’t stop thinking about Joseph—his voice, his hands, his cock, the way he told you to go home and touch yourself for him. So you do. You strip. Spread your legs. Press record. And give him a personal show: moaning his name, rubbing your clit, and fingering your cunt until you’re gasping. And then, without even hesitating… you send it to him.

Author’s Note: This is unapologetically filthy. You’re soaked, horny, and desperate—and it’s all for him. This chapter is pure masturbation smut, full of filthy thoughts, dirty talk, and explicit descriptions. No one else could make you this wet. Your cunt is his already, and you show him.

—xoxo

Word Count: 3,168

Disclaimer: 18+ mature.. MINORS DNI

CHAPTER 5: OBEY

(2nd person POV)

You tried.

You really fucking tried.

You got home, peeled off your dress, and told yourself to just breathe. To shower. To go to sleep. To pretend you weren’t still soaked from grinding against Joseph’s thigh and hearing him whisper cunt, clit, pussy like it was his personal prayer.

But that ache? That tight, throbbing need between your legs?

It doesn’t go away.

So you sit on the edge of your bed, slip out of your panties, and stare at your phone like it’s burning through your hand.

Because his number is there.

You didn’t ask for it. He gave it to you.

Slipped a card into your palm just before you left the club. Leaned down with that voice of his, rough and low and British as sin.

“Use it when you’re thinking about me with your hand between your thighs.”

Fuck.

You open your camera.

You set the phone down against a pillow, just enough angle to see between your legs. Just enough to watch your own fingers work your soaked pussy while thinking of him.

You hit record.

And then—your thighs fall open.

Your fingers trail down, slow, soft, teasing the slick mess already dripping down your cunt. You’re so wet you could cry. Your clit pulses before you even touch it.

“Fuck, Joseph…”

You whisper his name like a moan.

Your middle finger circles your clit. Slow. Lazy. The kind of touch that makes your thighs shake.

“Bet this is what you wanted, huh?” you whisper, voice breathy. “Me… wet. Desperate. Touching my pussy for you…”

Your finger dips lower. Slides into your cunt with ease.

You’re soaked.

You moan—loud, raw, uninhibited. And then two fingers. Stretching your pussy open, fucking into yourself as your hips roll.

The sound is filthy—wet, slick, obscene.

You wish it were his cock. You imagine it is.

“God, your cock would feel so good,” you gasp, “right here. Stretching me open. Fucking my cunt so deep I scream…”

You fuck yourself harder. Your fingers curl. Your other hand drifts to your clit, rubbing tight, fast little circles.

You pant his name.

“Joseph… Joseph, please…”

You imagine him above you. Holding your legs open. Watching. Smirking. Whispering filth about how pretty your cunt looks all pink and swollen, how wet you are, how needy.

You come like that—fingers deep, clit pulsing, cunt spasming around nothing.

You arch, thighs trembling, back bowing, moaning his name like it’s the only word you know.

The orgasm rolls through you, hot and hard and messy. Your pussy gushes. Your fingers slow but don’t stop.

“Fuck,” you whisper, breath hitching. “Fuck…”

When the spasms fade and your body collapses against the mattress, you reach for your phone. Your hand shakes.

You watch the video.

It’s obscene.

You look wrecked. Wet. Shameless.

Your cunt shines. Your voice is soaked in need. Your fingers are covered in slick.

And your mouth?

Breathless. Whispering his name like a prayer.

You hover over the send button.

Your pulse pounds in your ears.

Then—

you press it.

Sent.

Delivered.

Read.

Your phone buzzes less than a minute later.

Joseph:

You’re gonna regret that.

In the best fucking way.

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He can ruin his appetite all he wants 🥵😘😉

If you know what I mean.

Honestly, the thoughts that are running through my head right now with him doing that. Oof!!!