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How men see you vs how women see you ((pac))




Pile 1
Men-
Men see you as someone who’s mysterious, dangerous and elusive. They think you have the ability to trick or con them, they feel like you always know everything and you might be someone who spy’s on people for information. They think you’re someone they should keep tabs on, some men think you’re such a good match for them and they assume you’re their soulmate. Men see you as someone they can have a long term relationship with, men view you as social and they think you have a lot of friends or you know a lot of people. Signs-Capricorn/pisces, Taurus in 3rd house/leo in 1st house. Initials- X, S, U, E
Women-
Women see you as someone who has a lot of love options or you’re always dating someone new, they see you as someone people constantly go back to or they see you as someone people don’t want to forget or let go of. Women see you as someone who mirrors other people energy, they think you absorb others energy and it affects you with you being aware. They think you’re emotional or you have mood swings often, they think you can make someone sad or emotional if they rub you the wrong way. Signs- Scorpio/taurus, Sagittarius in 1st house/ Scorpio in 11th house. Initials- H, S, D, W
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Men-
Men view you as stable and secure, they think you’re someone who cares a lot about the people close to them or they feel like family is important to you. They feel like you’re like a fantasy or your appearance/energy feels unreal, they think you have a lot of depth and layers to you. They think they’ve met you in a past life because your energy feels familiar and comforting, some men think you’re in their life for them to learn a karmic lesson. Signs- Sagittarius/libra, Pisces in 1st house/ Aries in 7th house. Initial- R, X, D, A, Z
Women-
Women think of you as someone who’s focused and determined, they think you’re working hard to reach your goals. Some women don’t like you or they feel like their energy is incompatible with yours, some women think you’re attractive and they think you would be a great friend or partner. They think you’re sensual and passionate, they think nice or get along with most people. Signs- Sagittarius/gemini, Taurus in 5th house/ Libra in 12th house. Initials- Q, W, V, M, B, N
Pile 3
Men-
Men think you’re unapologetically you and you don’t let other people’s opinions get to you, they think you’re someone people can’t get a second chance with. They think you’re someone who’s confusing or surprising and they can’t read you, they feel like you give mixed signals or they can’t tell what you’re thinking. They think you’re someone who is empathetic and emotionally mature, they think you’re comforting and you’re a good listener. They think you’re someone who brings luck into their life or makes their life better. Signs- Capricorn/libra, Sagittarius in 6th or 7th house. Initial- C, U, P, E, A, V, G
Women-
Women see you as someone who’s very peaceful and calm, they see you as someone who’s very loyal/trustworthy and strict about who they let in their life. They see you as someone who doesn’t give second chances and they feel like you really know your worth so you have high expectations for people around you, they see you as someone who takes their family seriously. They think you would be a good parent, they see you as someone people always want to come back to and as someone that nobody wants conflict with. Signs- libra/taurus, Leo in 9th house/ Sagittarius in 6th house. Initials- Q, E, S, I, D
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Men-
Men see you as someone a lot of people long after and admire, they see you as someone who’s very hard to lie to. They see you as someone who’s easy to catch feelings for, some view you as a heartbreaker. They view you as someone who has very strong boundaries and they think you don’t let a lot of people get close to you, they think that you’re good in rela stretching because a lot of people who dated you can’t let go of you or they think whenever you’re in a relationship it’s usually a long time. They think you’re someone who’s detached and you move on easily, they think you love new things and new beginnings or they can tell you’re changing/always changing. They think you have a lot of secrets but you know a lot of secrets about other people, they think that you looks sweeter than what you are or you physically portray as someone who’s more soft/shy when you’re actually intense and intimidating. Signs-Scorpio, libra,virgo. Leo in 9th house/sagittarius in 8th. Initials- P, W, M
Women-
Women see you as very influential, they think you’re popular or you hang around a lot of people. They think you’re energy is magnetic and draws a lot of people in with out you trying, they think you’re someone who’s went through a lot in the past which affected you and shaped you to who you are now. They think you’re detached and you don’t really show your emotions or let things affect you, they think you’re surprising because you always do the opposite of what others expect of you. They think you’re unforgettable and you make big impacts on people’s life. Signs- Virgo/cancer, cancer or Virgo in 6th house. Initials- M, A, P, X, Q, N
Personal readings always available
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Happy Valentine's day from Norma, the magical Valentine's Day Cat ❤️
Reblog for an amazing day 😀
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──── ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇꜱ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ .ᐟ





ᡣ𐭩 ❝ ꜱʜʏ¡ᴘᴏɢᴜᴇ ⟡ ݁₊ ❞
⌗ with rafe cameron .ᐟ.ᐟ
ᝰ summary .ᐟ His hands roam, slow and knowing, teasing every inch of your trembling body. Heat coils deep as he whispers against your lips, voice thick with need. You’re aching, desperate, completely at his mercy—until he finally gives in, wrecking you completely.
.ᐟ smut, explicit sexual content, fingering, p in v, dirty talk, praise and overstimulation
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The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts flickering shadows across the room, the air thick with warmth, with love. The two of you have spent the evening wrapped in each other, tangled up in lazy conversation and the kind of comfortable silence that only comes with being completely and utterly at home in someone. Rafe is sprawled against the pillows, all golden skin and mussed hair, his arm lazily draped around your waist as you rest against his chest, scrolling through your phone.
But your attention isn’t really on the screen. Not when your fingers keep trailing up and down his torso, tracing the dips and ridges of his muscles, the faint scars, the warmth of his skin. You don’t even realise what you’re doing at first, lost in the absentminded rhythm of it, the way his body reacts beneath your touch—how his breath hitches, how his fingers twitch against your hip.
“You trying’ to kill me, angel?” Rafe’s voice is thick, teasing, but there’s an edge to it—something darker, something desperate.
You hesitate, suddenly shy, but his hand catches yours before you can pull away. He guides your fingers across his chest, pressing your palm over his heart, letting you feel how hard it’s pounding.
"See what you do to me?" His voice is softer now, reverent, full of something so raw it makes your own breath hitch.
You swallow, suddenly aware of how close he is, of the way his lips hover just inches from yours, his eyes hooded and dark, drinking you in. You could stop this, could turn back—but you don’t. Instead, you let your fingers wander again, bolder this time, dragging down the centre of his chest, feeling the way his abs tense beneath your touch.
Rafe groans softly, his restraint hanging by a thread. “Angel,” he warns, but there’s no real bite to it. Just longing.
“Can I kiss you?” you whisper, voice barely above a breath.
Something in him snaps.
His hand is at your jaw, tilting your face up, and then his lips crash against yours. The kiss starts slow, achingly soft, his mouth warm and patient as he coaxes you into it, letting you feel every shift, every sigh. But when you sigh against his lips, pressing closer, his control frays, and suddenly he’s rolling you beneath him, his body a solid weight between your thighs.
He kisses you deeper, his tongue teasing against yours, swallowing every little whimper, every sharp intake of breath. His hands roam, fingers tracing over the thin straps of your nightgown before pushing them down, baring your skin inch by inch. He takes his time, savouring it, kissing along your jaw, your throat, and your collarbone, pressing his lips over your racing pulse.
“You’re so perfect,” he murmurs against your skin, his voice thick with awe. “Can’t believe you’re mine.”
Rafe’s hands roam lower, his fingers trailing featherlight touches across your stomach, teasing over your hips before slipping beneath the soft fabric of your panties. His touch is warm, slow, deliberate—like he’s savouring every little reaction, every sharp inhale, every quiver of your skin beneath his fingertips.
The second he brushes against your slick heat, his breath shudders, a deep groan vibrating in his chest. His forehead drops to your shoulder, his other hand tightening on your hip, holding you still as his fingers stroke through your wetness, gathering it, spreading it, teasing you with soft, lazy circles over your clit.
“Fuck, angel,” he murmurs, his voice strained with restraint, but his touch is anything but restrained. “You’re already so wet for me.”
A soft whimper escapes your lips as pleasure sparks through you, sharp and electric, your thighs twitching instinctively. The slow, teasing pressure of his fingers makes your stomach tighten, heat pooling low, deep, heavy. Your breath stutters when he presses a little firmer, his strokes languid and precise, circling, pressing, pulling the pleasure out of you in long, rolling waves.
Your hips shift without thinking, seeking more, and Rafe hisses through his teeth, his other hand splaying against your stomach, holding you still. He kisses you, swallowing your little gasps as he eases a finger inside you, just enough to stretch you, to make you feel it.
A sharp little gasp escapes you at the intrusion, the way he fills you, even just a little, and Rafe groans into your mouth, feeling the way you tighten around him.
“Rafe,” you whisper, voice trembling, your fingers digging into his shoulders.
He kisses you again, softer this time, soothing, his lips brushing against yours as his free hand strokes over your thigh. “I got you, sweetheart,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to your temple. “Just relax for me, yeah?”
He moves slowly, pushing deeper, curling his finger just right, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through your spine. Your whole body tenses at the sensation, a breathy moan slipping from your lips as a delicious, aching pressure builds deep inside you.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Rafe hums, his voice dark and wrecked, watching every little twitch of your body, every flutter of your lashes, every little gasp you make as he works another finger inside you. The stretch is more, but it’s good—so good—his fingers filling you perfectly, stroking against that sensitive spot inside you, coaxing soft, broken sounds from your lips.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight,” he groans, his forehead pressing against yours. “Christ, you feel like heaven, sweetheart.”
Your breath stutters as heat coils deep in your belly, tightening with every slow roll of his wrist. The pleasure is thick and warm, spreading through your veins like honey, making your limbs feel loose and weightless. His fingers never stop moving—pressing, curling, stroking that spot inside you that has your thighs trembling, your stomach tightening, the pleasure twisting, building, threatening to spill over.
“Tell me how it feels,” he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear.
“S’good,” you gasp, your fingers curling in the sheets. “Rafe, please—”
He groans at your desperate little plea, his fingers pulling away just long enough to hook into your panties, dragging them down your thighs. His eyes darken as he spreads you open, lining himself up, his tip pressing against your entrance, already leaking, already so hard it makes your stomach flip.
But before he pushes in, he takes your hands, threading his fingers through yours, pressing them into the mattress beside your head. He holds you there, his grip warm and strong, grounding you. His eyes search yours, soft and reverent, full of something deep and overwhelming.
“You okay, angel?” He breathes.
You nod quickly, breathless. “Want you.”
His jaw clenches, and he curses softly, kissing you slow and deep as he finally pushes inside, inch by inch. The stretch is intense, a slow, steady pressure that makes your breath catch, your nails digging into his hands. He’s so thick, filling you so perfectly, that all you can do is gasp, overwhelmed by the sheer sensation of it, the deep, consuming fullness of him inside you.
Rafe shudders, a wrecked groan spilling from his lips as he bottoms out, his chest heaving, his grip on your hands tightening. “Fuck,” he groans, his voice barely above a whisper. “You’re so tight, sweetheart—so perfect for me.”
Your body clenches instinctively around him, and the noise he makes—low, deep, needy—sends another pulse of heat through you. He stays still, kissing your forehead, your cheeks, and your lips, giving you time, letting you feel every inch of him.
“Tell me when,” he murmurs.
You take a shaky breath, adjusting to the deep, pulsing stretch of him, before slowly rolling your hips, just enough to feel that delicious friction. The pleasure sparks sharp and immediate, and you let out a breathless moan, gripping his hands tighter.
That’s all it takes for Rafe’s restraint to break.
A deep groan rumbles in his chest as he starts moving, rocking into you slow and deep, each deliberate thrust pushing the pleasure higher, making you tremble beneath him. His forehead stays pressed against yours, his breath mingling with yours, his hands still twined with yours, keeping you grounded as he fucks you with slow, aching intensity.
“Love you,” he breathes, his voice thick with devotion, with something so raw it makes your chest ache.
“Love you,” you whisper back, squeezing his hands, and Rafe groans, kissing you hard.
The pleasure builds, slow and steady, each roll of his hips hitting something deep inside you that makes your breath catch, your body tightening, trembling, your nails biting into his skin. He keeps you close, never letting go, his lips brushing against yours with every deep thrust, his body moving against yours in perfect, effortless sync.
When it finally hits, it’s overwhelming—a sharp, breathtaking explosion of pleasure that sears through you, your whole body locking up as waves of heat crash over you. A sharp cry spills from your lips, your thighs squeezing around his waist, your walls clenching down on him so tight it pulls a wrecked groan from his throat.
Rafe curses, his thrusts turning sloppy, desperate, his hands gripping yours so tight it’s almost bruising. “Fuck, fuck—” His breath stutters, his whole body shuddering as he buries himself deep, spilling inside you with a deep, wrecked moan.
For a long moment, the only sound in the room is your ragged breathing, the soft hum of the bedside lamp, and the quiet, lingering aftershocks pulsing through your body. Then Rafe shifts, pulling you against his chest, his arms wrapping tightly around you, like he can’t bear to be apart from you even for a second.
But he’s not done with you.
“C’mere, angel,” Rafe murmurs, voice thick with something dark and desperate, his hands already tugging you up, guiding you into his lap. His skin is flushed, damp with sweat, and his pupils are blown wide, drunk on you.
Your thighs tremble as you settle over him, his cock pressing against your slick folds, still sensitive and aching from your last orgasm. His hands are warm and steady, holding your waist as he helps you position yourself, the broad head nudging against your entrance. The stretch as you sink down is almost too much, your walls still fluttering around him, but it’s good—so good, so deep that you swear you can feel him in your stomach.
A soft whimper spills from your lips, and Rafe groans, his fingers tightening on your hips.
“Too much?” He rasps, his voice wrecked, but his body betrays his restraint—his thighs flexing, his jaw clenching, his cock twitching inside you, like he’s barely holding himself back from flipping you over and fucking you senseless.
You shake your head quickly, even as your breath stutters. “Wanna make you feel good,” you whisper, hands pressed against his chest for balance, nails digging in just slightly.
His head tilts back against the pillows, a deep groan ripping from his throat. “Fuck, sweetheart—you already do.” His grip on you tightens, guiding you, encouraging you to move, even though the sensitivity makes your whole body shudder.
You start slow, rolling your hips tentatively, adjusting to the deep, intoxicating stretch of him. Every inch of you feels raw, overstimulated, but the burn only makes it better—the sharp pleasure twisting into something even sweeter as he fills you up perfectly, hitting deep with every slow, deliberate shift of your hips.
“That’s it,” he breathes, eyes locked onto where your bodies are joined, watching himself disappear inside you, slick and swollen. “Christ, you’re so fuckin’ wet, sweetheart—feels like you’re milking my cock.”
His words make you whimper, your body shivering from head to toe as you try to keep up the rhythm, your movements turning shaky, desperate. Rafe’s hands roam, stroking over your trembling thighs, up your stomach, brushing reverently over your breasts before gliding back down to your waist, gripping you so tight you’ll definitely feel it tomorrow.
He watches you through heavy-lidded eyes, pure worship written across his face, his lips parted, sweat beading at his temple. He’s letting you take him like this, but you both know he’s hanging on by a thread, every muscle in his body tense with restraint.
“You’re so beautiful,” he mutters, voice thick with devotion, his hands moving to cup your face as he pulls you down for a kiss—deep and messy, tongues tangling, breath mingling. “My perfect fuckin’ girl.”
The words send a bolt of heat straight through you, making your walls clench around him, and he groans, his hips jerking up instinctively, meeting your movements with a slow, rolling thrust. The shift makes you gasp, pleasure twisting sharp and overwhelming in your gut.
You don’t even realise you’re crying until Rafe’s thumb swipes at the tear slipping down your cheek.
“Too much, angel?” His voice is softer now, but his hips don’t stop moving, rocking into you slow and deep, like he’s savouring every second.
You shake your head, breathless. “Feels so good,” you whimper, thighs tightening around his waist.
Rafe curses under his breath, his hands gripping your hips as he picks up the pace, guiding you into a slow, relentless grind, dragging pleasure out of you with every movement. The pressure builds impossibly fast, your body wound so tight you’re shaking, and then it snaps—your vision going white as you shatter around him, your nails sinking into his skin.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck—” Rafe groans, his head pressing back against the pillows, his grip on you bruising as he thrusts up into you one last time, spilling deep inside you with a guttural moan.
For a moment, the only sound in the room is the heavy, ragged pull of your breaths, the quiet hum of the bedside lamp. Then Rafe pulls you down against his chest, arms wrapping tightly around you, like he never wants to let go.
“You okay, angel?” He murmurs, voice hoarse, his fingers brushing up and down your spine.
You nod, burying your face in his throat, pressing a lazy kiss against his damp skin. “M’tired.”
Rafe chuckles, soft and warm, pressing his lips to the top of your head. “Sleep, sweetheart. I got you.”
And he does. He holds you close, stroking his hands over your back, whispering soft, reverent praises against your hair, keeping you safe in the afterglow.

ᝰ Avery yaps .ᐟ So I guess it's a softer piece for them. Let me know what you think + smut requests, and this is a part of my Valentine's series, which you can find similar pieces and more parts for all my readers here.
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Uregent Update
My last donation was €10 a day ago. We need more support to buy the necessary weekly medication which costs more than €500. Now in North Gaza we need to buy a solar panel because at night we can no longer see each other and we have gone back to using candles. I hope everyone will support us. The solar panel costs €3,000. Don't leave us drowning in the dark.
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6-year-old Joan Al-Habil is has been repeatedly hospitalized due to severe gastrointestinal problems and overwhelming fatigue. This poor girl has been to multiple facilities and seen multiple doctors, undergone extensive testing (as extensive as is possible in Gaza's collapsed medical system), even having to endure an unsedated endoscopy.
She has now been diagnosed with severe gastritis due to starvation and hazardous living conditions. Remember, she and her family are living on the streets, which are cold and wet due to winter rain. Homelessness, stress, exposure to the elements, her previous injury when the lOF firebombed her tent, and malnutrition all conspire to sap little Joan of her strength.
Her condition is so serious that she even had to undergo surgery. Gastritis very rarely requires surgery to treat, so this is an indication of how dire her condition is. The surgery was successful to a degree, but she is going to need ongoing treatment to manage her symptoms.
The treatments are administered weekly and cost $500 USD (just under €500 EUR). Her family has no income and cannot afford this. If Joan goes more than a few days without treatment, her symptoms worsen rapidly, and she sometimes has to be hospitalized. It is vital that we help her family procure her treatments so that her condition does not worsen!
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Simply Lovely 💙🩵🔥🔥


Prince of Ferrari ❤️🔥🔥
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HAPPY VALENTINES TO MY GF💙
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What is everyone’s thoughts? Comment on the OG vid or this post below.
"I lost my hearing because I was electrocuted behind my ear."
Freed Palestinian hostage, Thabet Al-Haddad recounts details of his torture in Israeli prisons following his release after 14 months in captivity.
Zionists are psychopathic sadists.
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GET OUT OF MY HEAD
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This episode was amazing!😍😍💜✨️💫










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