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justmystyles · 9 months

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hi! your angst is so so good! could you please write something angsty around the Selena Gomez song “Lose You to Love Me” kind of about a girl learning to love herself after a toxic love with Harry and then them reuniting after growing up years later, please?

Lose You to Love Me

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pairing: Harry Styles x plus size reader

word count: 4.2k

summary: a run-in with your childhood sweetheart brings up old memories, and lingering feelings.

a/n: my friend, you have no idea what you've done sending this ask in. technically you do, because I posted about it after i received it. but this song popped into my head a little over a week ago, and has been running up there on repeat. it's been making me think about my life and relationships, and being all reflective or whatever. i hate it. 😂

I have been thinking about this story pretty much non-stop since you sent the ask, and was so exited to finally get it written. i hope it's what you were looking for, and that you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it.

also, a note about the story, the italicized parts are flashbacks.

i know we’re on all on edge after last night, so why not throw some angst in there to make it worse!

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As you moved through the streets of London, you were so focused on making it to your destination that you weren’t paying attention to the faces passing you by.

But he was, and he recognized yours immediately.

“Y/N?”

You froze in place, causing the person walking behind you to crash into you. You apologized and stepped off to the side, looking in the direction of the voice. “Harry,” you breathed out.

Before you could fully process what was happening, Harry had rushed up to you, pulling you into his arms. You closed your eyes, even after all this time he still gave the best hugs. Your mind flashed with memories of all the times you found yourself in his arms. Good and bad.

“I can’t believe it’s you!” He spoke against your neck before pulling back, taking your hands in his as he looked you up and down. “You look amazing. All grown up.”

“Yeah, you too.” You took him in, he had definitely filled out since the last time you saw him. Of course you knew that, no matter how hard you tried to get away from him, you never could get that clean break you so desired. That’s what happens when your ex is one of the biggest stars in the world.

“Gosh, it’s been ages.” He muses.

You purse your lips and nod. “Eleven years.” You feel a knot in your stomach, thinking back to the last time you two spoke.

“Harry, it’s just not fair to me.” You move the speaker away from your mouth, hoping he doesn’t hear your breath hitch.

“And you think you’re being fair to me? This is my dream, Y/N, and I can’t even enjoy it because I’ve got you making me feel bad, or like I’m doing something wrong every time I talk to you!”

“Yeah, well you were my dream.” Your voice is quiet, defeated. “But I guess it’s time for me to wake up.”

Harry is silent on the other end of the phone for a moment. “What,” he lets out a deep breath. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You wipe your eyes, sniffling softly. “It means I can’t do this anymore. You’re living your life, you’re finding your way in the world. I need to go off and do the same. Alone.”

Harry gives you a sad smile. “I tried to reach out a few times, I didn’t like how we left things.”

“I know, me either.” You agreed. “But I needed to just sever the tie. It would have been too hard otherwise.”

“I’m sorry,” you look at him curiously. “For how I handled things, for how it ended…”

You held your hand up to stop him. “We were just kids, you were eighteen and an international pop star, you handled things as best you could.”

He smiled gratefully at you. “Do you, uh… do you have some time? Maybe we could grab a coffee and catch up?”

Your mind is begging you to say no, but your mouth doesn’t listen, agreeing immediately. “But I’ll pass on the coffee.’

“Still?” He smirks, remembering how much you hated coffee. “Some things never change.”

****

The two of you order drinks, and get settled at a quiet corner table in a small coffee shop, the conversation starts off simple enough, you catch each other up on your families, you tell him about your career, and how you had relocated to London three years ago for a big promotion. He shares a couple of stories of some of his more memorable moments over the years.

Even after a decade apart, you still managed to fall into conversation with ease. From the moment you had met when you were kids, there was this instant comfort between the two of you. It was no surprise to anyone when you started dating at fifteen. You were inseparable, going everywhere together. You were there at his XFactor audition, you supported him every step of the way. It was when things really started taking off for him that everything changed.

“Hi angel,” Harry’s voice was low and raspy, that’s when you realized you forgot to take the time change into consideration before you called.

“Oh my gosh H, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up, I–”

You’re cut off by his laughter. “It’s alright, I like when you wake me up. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Mum is taking me dress shopping for formal today, I just wanted to see if you had any ideas what you’d be wearing. We could coordinate!” There was a long silence as you waited for him to respond. “Harry?” You asked. Maybe he had fallen back to sleep.

“Yeah, I’m here. Sorry.” You could hear him shifting on the other end of the phone. “I have some bad news actually.” He sighed before continuing. “They booked us a bunch of shows in the US, I’m not going to be able to come home for the dance.”

“Oh,” you did your best to mask the disappointment. It was just a dance, Harry was doing amazing things, and you needed to be supportive of that.

“Angel, I’m so sorry, I really tried…”

“No, don’t worry. It’s fine, really.” You assured him while also trying to assure yourself.

You heard a knocking on the other side of the phone, and muffled voices. “Fuck, I’ve gotta go Y/N. I’m so sorry, I love you. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, I know H. I love you too.”

“Okay, we’ll talk soon. I promise.” The call disconnects before you can respond.

That was the beginning of the end for your young love. You had put on a happy face for everyone, especially Harry, but your family and friends were able to see right through it. He probably would have too had he actually been there.

You ended up going to your formal with your friends, but as they danced and laughed, you sat on the sidelines, staring at your phone waiting for a call or a text from Harry. And that’s what your life became from there on.

When Harry would come home, things would be better, but still not what it was. Because he’d be gone for such long stretches, his time was spread so thin when he was home. He would want to spend time with everyone, which didn’t leave enough time for the two of you. You would tag along as much as you could, but your one on one time was lacking. It got to a point where you couldn’t even go out on dates, constantly being bombarded by people asking for pictures or autographs.

That’s when you decided to spend your time behind closed doors. Harry said it was so he could focus on you, but part of you wondered if it was so that he could keep you secret. You knew that there were girls all over the world that wanted to be with him, his team knew that was part of the marketability of him, of the whole group. The second the two of you stopped hanging out publicly, the insecurities started creeping in. From then on, every time you saw a picture of him with another girl, you wondered who she was, why it was okay for him to be seen with her and not you.

As the two of you continued to talk, you glanced down at your watch. “Oh shit,” you interrupt him. “I’m so sorry Harry, I actually have to go. I have a meeting I need to get to.” You stand from your seat and collect your things. Harry stands with you.

“Yeah, of course.” You could have sworn there was a hint of disappointment in his tone. “Hey, you should come to the show tonight. If you’re free I mean.”

You look up at him with wide eyes. “Are you sure?”

“Of course, it’s Wembley. How many times did we talk about this?”

“A lot,” you smile wistfully, remembering those conversations. Whenever he was feeling discouraged about his journey, you would always be right there to pick him up, assuring him it was going to work out. That he’d be onstage at the famed stadium, and you’d be right there cheering him on.

“It would mean a lot to me to have you there. Full circle and all that.” He said with a smile. “Besides, the whole family is going to be there. I’m sure mum and Gem would love to see you.”

It would be nice to see his family again. You had been all but officially adopted into the clan, spending holidays, dinners, birthdays with them. You were at Harry’s house just as much as you were at your own, possibly more. Sure, you had mourned the loss of your relationship with Harry, but it also broke you that you lost that second family.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll be there.” You agree.

“Amazing.” He pulled you in for a tight hug. “I’ll see you tonight. Just check in at the box office when you get there, I’ll take care of everything.”

****

You made it to your meeting on time, but you were anything but present. Your mind kept going back to Harry, how great he looked, how happy he was to see you. And then the memories started flooding back.

“Y/N?” Your mother’s voice and gentle knock on the door call your attention away from your phone.

“Yeah?”

She sticks her head into your room. “We’re leaving in five minutes, are you ready?”

“Ready?” You suddenly remember that your parents were supposed to be taking you and your sister out to dinner. “Oh, I uh… no. I think I’m going to pass if that’s okay?”

“But honey, we’re going to your favorite restaurant.” You could see the concern spread across her face.

“I know, but Harry is supposed to call and check in. We haven’t had a proper phone date in weeks. I want to make sure I don’t miss him.”

“Y/N…” your mother says in a warning tone. After Harry missed out on formal, you had completely changed. You’d go to school, and then immediately come home waiting to hear from him. You would drop everything the second his name popped up on your phone screen.

“Mum, next time. I promise.”

Your mother lets out a sigh and nods, leaving you alone.

About an hour later, your phone pinged with a text from Harry.

Sorry love, can’t call tonight. Talk to you soon, promise. XO

****

After your meeting, you slipped out of the office. You knew you weren’t going to get anything done today. Besides, you needed to find something to wear tonight. You called Heather, your oldest and closest friends, asking her to meet you at one of your favorite shops.

You told her about your run-in with Harry, and his invitation to go to his show.

“You said no, right?”

“Yeah, I said no. That’s why we’re here, you’re helping me pick an outfit for a concert I’m not going to.” you rolled your eyes.

“Y/N, I say this as your friend, this is a terrible idea and you definitely shouldn’t go.” She says completely seriously. “Do you even remember what life was like for you back then?”

“Come on!” Heather grabbed your arm, trying to pull you out of the booth. “Come dance with us!”

You pull out of her grip, checking your phone for a notification. “I can’t H-”

“Harry’s going to call,” she finishes your sentence. “Y/N, you’re both my friends, but you’re my best friend, so I’m going to be real with you. Harry’s a wakner.”

“Hey,” you reply defensively. “He is not, he’s just really busy. He’s kind of a big deal, you know?”

“I do know. And I also know that while you’re sitting here staring at your phone, you’re missing out on life. But he’s out there living it. You deserve better than that.”

“Right, and in a couple of months I’ll be living that life with him.”

Heather’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“I’m not going to university.” You state plainly, her eyes go wide in shock. “Harry is going to get me a job on his team. It won’t be glamorous, and it probably won’t pay much, but we’ll be together and everything will be good again.”

“Have you told your parents about this plan?”

“I have, they aren’t happy about it, but I’m eighteen, so there isn’t really anything they can do about it.”

“And you really think this is the best idea?” She asks you.

“Yes,” you say, a little louder than intended but you needed to get your point across. “Harry and I are supposed to be together, and if this is how it needs to happen, this is how it’s going to happen.” You grab your purse and stand from your seat. “I’m going home, it’s too loud here for me to hear him anyway.”

After that, you stopped going out when your friends invited you. They didn’t understand your relationship, and they were always on your case about it. It was easier to just stay home and wait for Harry. Eventually, the invitations stopped coming. You were fine with that. It made it easier for you to focus on Harry, and be there when he had time for you.

As far as the job, that never happened. About a week after you graduated, you received a call from Harry. He told you that he fought for you, all the guys did, but his team said they weren’t able to make a spot for you.

You were devastated, but you did your best to hide it from him. That didn’t last very long, however, as that was the point where the cracks in your facade of ‘supportive girlfriend’ started coming through. You started seeing what everyone had been telling you, that Harry was out there conquering the world while you were putting your life on hold, spending your life by the phone waiting for a quick text or five minute phone call.

****

When you arrived at Wembley, you gave your name at the window and were immediately ushered to a backstage VIP area. You walked in and smiled to yourself at the turnout. You recognized almost everyone in the room. You stayed by the door, not wanting to interrupt when Gemma’s eyes traveled in your direction, She did a double take before smiling wide and running to you.

“Y/N, I can’t believe it!” She pulled you into a tight hug, which you quickly returned. “Harry told us he ran into you, and invited you to the show. But I wasn’t sure you’d actually come!”

You giggled at her excitement. “Of course I’m here, I told him I’d come.”

“I know, but you’re so nice, I figured you’d say that to his face and then just disappear.” You both laughed, before she took you by the hand, leading you into the group. “Come on, we have so much to catch up on!”

You went around the room, greeting those you had known a decade ago, and meeting the new members of Harry’s entourage. Everyone was so happy to see you, you were being pulled in a million different directions trying to catch up with everyone. They had told you that Harry was with them earlier, but had to leave to get ready. You were grateful for that. It would have been too much to be there with him, and his family.

**** When it was time to go out to the front of house, Gemma locked her arm in yours and you walked together. She stayed by your side the whole night. The two of you were always close, she had always treated you like you were sisters. Often joking that someday Harry would make it official. She made you promise not to leave without giving her your number, she said she wasn’t about to let another ten years go by without seeing you again.

The show was incredible. Harry was incredible. As you watched him up there, you felt your chest swell with pride. Despite what had transpired between the two of you, you couldn’t help but get emotional watching him live the dream that the two of you had spent so much time talking about. He had done it, but on a level that neither of you could have even imagined.

As you listened on, your mind wandered, thinking about the girls those songs were about. The girls that had come after you. You felt tears begin to pool in your eyes as you remembered the first one.

“Come on guys, put it away. Y/N is going to be here any minute.” You heard Heather plead. “This is her first time out since the breakup, she doesn’t need to see it.”

After the phone call where you ended your relationship, you were inconsolable. You cried nonstop, mourning your relationship, the future you were supposed to have, and all the time you wasted waiting for him. Your friends would come over often, but they would mostly just hold you and offer words of encouragement to you as you cried. Nobody was able to get through to you, they weren’t even sure how.

About two months after the breakup, you got this surge of determination. Harry had taken away enough of your life, you weren’t going to let him do it anymore. You texted Heather, and she agreed to gather all your friends for dinner.

You walked in and saw her trying to pull the phone out of her boyfriend’s hands. “What don’t I need to see?” You ask, everyone’s attention snapping to you.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it.” Heather assured you.

You nodded, leaning in to hug your friend, quickly diverting and grabbing the phone out of her hand. You looked down at the screen and saw a paparazzi shot of Harry walking hand in hand with Taylor Swift, it was an article about the budding relationship between the two singers.

“Oh,” you said, dropping the phone on the table. “I uh… I just remembered I’ve got to…” your brain was too cloudy to come up with an excuse, not that they would believe it anyway. You turned and rushed out of the restaurant. Heather hot on your heels.

“Y/N, wait!” She followed you as you ducked into a nearby alleyway, getting to you just in time to watch your back slide down the wall.

You wrapped your arms around your knees and began sobbing uncontrollably. Heather sat down next to you, wrapping her arm around your shoulder and pulling you into her.

“I… he… I…” You couldn’t form words, too upset to do anything but cry.

“I know babe, I know.” Heather said in a soft tone, rubbing your back comfortably. “I told you he was a wanker.”

You chuckled lightly, your breathing starting to return to normal. You looked up at your friend with tear stained cheeks, your breath hitching as you regained composure. “We just broke up. I’ve been locked in my room crying, and he’s been with her.”

“He’s a piece of shit. He doesn’t deserve you. You’re so much better than all of this.” She held your face in her hands and gave you a determined look. “You’re a fucking catch Y/N, he’s an idiot for not seeing that.” You nod, pretending you agree with her. “Let’s get you home. We’ll get a bunch of junk food and watch sad movies. Get all the tears out.”

“Hey Y/N, you alright?” Gemma pulls you from your thoughts.

You suddenly realize the house lights are up, and people are filing out of the stadium. “Oh yeah, sorry. It’s just crazy to think that he went from the weird boy with the dumb jokes to that,” you gesture toward the stage.

“Oh, he’s still the weird boy, he’s just telling his dumb jokes to a whole lot more people.” She joked, slinging her arm around your shoulder. “C’mon, let’s go backstage.”

“Oh, no no no, you go. I should…”

“Not a chance,” she interrupted you. “You’ve gotta come back and see him.” You narrow your eyes at her, wondering why it was so important that you see him, but she just smiles innocently and leads you back to the VIP room.

****

You and Gemma get comfortable on a couch in the back corner of the room, so lost in conversation that you don’t even notice when all eyes in the room land on the door, cheering Harry as he enters. He walks through, offering hugs and handshakes, thanking people for coming and graciously receiving compliments on his performance.

Once he’s made his way to the back, he stops, silently observing you and his sister gossiping and giggling just like you always had.

“You’d better not be talking about me, or I’m telling mum.” His voice pulls you from your conversation, and you both turn to look at him.

Gemma grins and jumps from her seat. “You were outstanding.” She pulled him into a hug, saying something to him in a hushed tone.

He smiled gratefully at her as she sat back down, Harry turned to you with a curious expression. “Well? What did you think?”

“H,” his nickname fell so easily from your lips, as if you had never been apart. You stood up, looking at him with so much awe that he was taken aback. “You did it. I’m so,” you sigh with a shrug. “It was incredible.”

He smiled, dimples on full display. “Thank you, angel. You have no idea what that means to me.” He steps in front of you, pulling you into a firm embrace. You were so lost in the moment that it didn’t even register that he had called you by his pet name for you.

Gemma stood behind you, making sure to get Harry’s attention, she winked at him with a smirk before matriculating back into the crowd, allowing you two a moment.

When you finally separated, Harry looked down at you, his gaze so intense that you felt your cheeks heating up. “I should probably go,” you finally speak up.

“No, wait.” He says in a panicked tone. “Can I talk to you alone for a minute?”

You furrow your brow, not expecting that. He’s in a room full of the most important people in his life, and he wants to be alone with you? “Yeah, sure.”

He leads you out of the VIP area and down the hall to his dressing room. He opens the door, signaling for you to enter. He follows behind you, closing the door once you both cross the threshold.

You both stand there awkwardly for a few moments before Harry finally breaks the silence. “I’m really glad you came tonight.”

“Me too, thank you for inviting me.” You smile, trying to hide your nerves.

“I, uh…” he takes a breath, running his hand through his hair. “I miss you.”

You look up at him in confusion. “Harry, it’s been eleven years.”

“And I’ve missed you the entire time.” He took a couple of cautious steps towards you. “I was so stupid back then, so stupid. I know I wasn’t fair to you.”

“I told you, it’s fine, you were a kid. You did the best you could.” You assured him.

“I think running into you today was fate.” He ignores your words and keeps going. “We’ve both grown up, I’ve grown up. I see what’s important in life now.”

“Harry…”

“There were so many times I wanted to call you. So many things that happened that I wanted to celebrate with you, but I couldn’t. Every sold out show, every award, all of it, you were the first person I wanted to tell.”

You were speechless. You were listening to his words, watching the vulnerability in his face, all of it completely overwhelming you. Out of everything that could have come from your run in with Harry, this was probably the last thing you would have expected.

“I don’t… what?” Was all you managed to choke out.

“Listen, I’m not saying we jump right back in and pick up where we left off,” your eyes went wide at his words. “I broke your trust, that’s something I need to earn back. But I’d like to try, if you’d let me.”

“Try…”

He reached out, taking your hand and sighing in relief when you didn’t pull away. “I want to show you that I can be what you need, what you deserve.”

“What are you asking?” You ask, searching his face as if it held the answers.

“I just want to be in your life again, be your friend. I want to get to know you now, I want you to get to know me now, and see where things go from there.”

You stood in silence, looking into Harry’s eyes, butterflies filling your stomach at the way he’s looking at you. You nod your head slowly. “Okay,” you respond, barely above a whisper.

“Yeah?” He asks hopefully, you nod with a smile and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. “Thank you thank you thank you. I promise I’m not going to mess this up.” You chuckle against his chest. “What’s so funny?”

“Heather is going to kill me.”

A bark of laughter escapes him. “I’ll protect you,” he places a kiss on the top of your head. “I’m not going to lose you again.”

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astroismypassion · 1 year

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Astrology observations 🌙🌙🌙

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The highest vote in the poll was request for astrology observations by readers, so enjoy!

🌙 Pisces Moon people are surrounded with close friends that physically reflect their subconscious mind and mirror them, but Pisces Moon is not aware of it. If Pisces Moon native overuses certain substances, they could have friends that are drunkards just as an example. Or they have friends that live in their own reality which physically reflects that Pisces Moon native might not be completely in touch with their own reality or not accept certain facts of reality.

🌙 Neptune, Uranus in the 2nd and 3rd house, Saturn in the 3rd house people might not own TV, but they could own other gadgets, such as laptop, tablet... With that being said, Uranus in the 3rd house still use Kindle in 2023 and they just love it. They also love reading from an electronic device, such as tablet or computer.

🌙 Pisces Moon can return to the home they grew up in once they retire (or they never left in the first place).

🌙 If you have Sun in the 8th house, Leo over the 8th house, Sun Pluto negative aspect you might have witnessed your father experience great challenges with money, might have even declared personal bankrupt at some point. Pisces Moon, along with Pisces IC people experienced other people providing for their basic neccesities in their family. Like they didn't have to pay electricity bill, phone bill instead a family member paid that for them.

🌙 Gemini IC, Gemini Moon, Cancer over the 6th house find everyday life really really tiring. They literally feel weighted down by life on a daily basis and find dealing with daily life very challenging. Just washing the dishes, going to work, showering and also those mundane duties can be overwhelming to them much more than most people.

🌙 Neptune in the 4th house, Pisces over the 4th house and Pisces Moon might experience poverty like retirement, they could live below the poverty line after retirement and majority of money will go only towards providing food. They could also not have any idea how they will spend their old age and how life after retirement will look like for them. This is the type that doesn't really have an retirement account at all. They might not really understand the whole meaning of savings until retirement or they could have low pension.

🌙 People with Pisces Sun, Sun at Pisces degree or Sun in the 12th house have huge fandoms (Pedro Pascal (Sun at Pisces degree), Justin Bieber (Pisces Sun), Selena Gomez (Sun in the 12th house) as examples.

🌙 Chiron in the 7th house, Libra Chiron, Venus Chiron could have a partner that makes more money than them, but the Chiron person is still the one paying more or treating them when out or with gifts.

🌙 Taurus Sun 🤝Cancer Sun holding a grudge, who would win?

🌙 Cancer over the 6th house lived with a very changeable mother in the past and usually results in a very moody, not very stable partner with huge mood swings.

🌙 Libra Chiron are self-conscious about their marriage. They might have second thoughts about their partner, if they are settling or people harshly judge their marriage.

🌙 Moon in the 7th house and Cancer Descendant people, along with Cancer over the 7th house attract people that are much more sensitive then them and also much moodier.

🌙 Cancer Sun men physically resemble their father so much.

🌙 Libra Chiron might have a marriage spouse that they keep a shared account with. Yet, they could later discover that their spouse is not really such team player as they initially thought, they could have a separate savings account or another secret bank account.

🌙 Moon in the 4th house, Aries Moon women often get told they look like their mother. But the difference is also in that Moon in the 4th house native processes feelings, experiences emotions the same way their mother does.

🌙 There is often Aries Moon or Scorpio Moon found in the home of two same Sun signs. You could have a mother Taurus Sun, a daughter Taurus Sun and most likely the child of the parent of the same Sun sign as them would have Aries or Scorpio Moon. Their basic identity (Taurus Sun) is the same, so they are much more easily and freely direct with their gut reactions and more straight-forward with emotions since there is no character barrier due to the shared Sun sign.

🌙 On that note, Pisces Moon is often found in children that have opposing signs or a sign that is next to the other sign. In examples of a parent being Gemini Sun, the child is Sagittarius Sun with a Pisces Moon. Or Capricorn Sun parent, Aquarius Sun child, then this child would often have Pisces Moon due to already intuitive understanding of neighbouring or opposing Sun signs, so the child often has Pisces Moon. Also, Gemini Sun parent, Cancer Sun child would often have Pisces Moon.

🌙 Feminine signs (Taurus, Cancer, Virgo, Scorpio, Capricorn and Pisces Sun) in astrology often have a daughter as first born child.

🌙 Mercury in the 4th house native have overbearing mothers much like Saturn in the 4th house, but Mercury in the 4th house native’s mother is more apparent and vocal, mostly always questioning the native or just asking them a lot a lot of questions.

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spiritualitywithtally · 1 year

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natal chart & solar return observations (12/24/22)

natal :

🧠 i just saw one of my fav astro blogs (@astroismypassion) say they have mercury in the 5th house (like me) & it makes sense for people with this placement to have blogs/social medias centered around their favorite interests. because we love to talk about & teach others about whatever we’re passionate about

🧠 hmm, just a theory but it’s been true in my case. we have all our nodal returns around age 18. maybe before that time, you attract more people with placements conjunct your south node. and then after is when you attract more people with placements conjuct your north node

🧠 another theory on the same topic, attracting people with placements conjunct your north node can be a sign of growth. & with south node, a sign of being stuck and/or returning to some old habits. but it’s definitely just a theory tho guys!

🧠 i think it’s really interesting that scorpio is in my 11th house, so it’s pluto ruled. & then all my closest friends for years have their birthday on houses/planets in my chart that are pluto related. one on my moon, which is in scorpio. one on my 8th house. & one on my pluto. & bonus : the same one on my pluto is also on my mars 🤔🤔🤔🤔 surely there’s a connection/reason to all of that

🧠 leo venus ppl have very public relationships!! both selena gomez & whitney houston have this placement. their relationships to justin bieber & bobby brown is something the public still talks about today despite the relationship being over for years

solar return :

🧠 having venus in gemini in your solar return chart can indicate having a love triangle that year

🧠 12th house stellium in the solar return chart, especially if the moon is there, is likely to be a year full of escapism. but then can also be a year of spiritual enlightenment. it was both for me

🧠 virgo rising in the solar return chart can be a year of getting yourself back on track & creating better habits for yourself

🧠 your natal chiron conjunct your solar return descendant indicates a painful breakup, & because it’s opposite your ascendent, this really triggers you to change

🧠 this is 100% just a shot in the dark theory but uranus in the 11th house might mean making a friend & also losing them within that same year

🧠 my sr jupiter was conjunct my moon the year my sister was born so that placement is probably an indication of an addition to the family (most likely female since it is the moon. but the moon IS family so goes either way)

#astro notes #astrology observations #astro observations #astrology psychic #astrology notes #astrology #solar return chart #leo venus #pluto #11th house #gemini venus

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(Series) Just like the Movies

Summary: you and Joe go out on your date and it ends up being the most amazing night.

Warnings: fluff (some smut)

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September 12 2017

Y/n pov

I was getting ready I’m my bathroom for my date with Joe. I was so nervous. I kept shaking when trying to put my makeup on. But I reminded myself that it’s Joe. The one you talked to for hours and the one you feel safe with. Joe and I have been texting nonstop for the past few days. It’s been really nice. He always makes me laugh and always knows how to put a big smile on my face.

I am wearing a black skirt but not too short obviously, a white shirt, boots, and an old leather jacket. My hair was curled and my makeup was on point! After finishing my hair I got a text from Joe saying to meet him downstairs. I ran down the stairs as soon as I saw the text. The girls in my sorority were wishing me good luck as i ran down the big marble stairs. As I got out the door I saw Joe. He had a black OSU black leather jacket on with grey skinny jeans of course.

“Hey Joe!”-you

I walked down to him and gave him a hug

“Hi y/n! You look beautiful!”-joe

“Haha! Thank you! You don’t look to bad yourself!”-you

“Haha! Thanks!”-joe

Once we were done greeting each other Joe opened his car door for me. He had a very cool black jeep.

“Thank you!”-you

“Of course!”-joe

He closed the door and walked around to his side.

“So what do you want to listen to?”-joe

“Ooo! I can’t pick you choose!”-you

“Ok! I choose kid Cudi.”-joe

“A big Kid Cudi fan?”-you

“Yes! Ever since I was in middle school!”-joe

“Wow! That’s been a long time!”-you

“Yeah! I’ve always loved his music.”-joe

“That’s cool! I listen to him sometimes. I like his music!”-you

“Yeah! What do you listen to?”

“Well, I listen to Taylor Swift obviously and don’t be a hater she is actually a great singer! I also listen to drake, Tame Impala, and some Selena Gomez.”-you

“Haha! I’m not a hater trust me. But I don’t listen to her music a lot. And I love Tame Impala! I didn’t know you liked that!”-joe

“Yeah! Something about his music just makes me feel good!”-you

“Same!”-joe

Turns out me and Joe have some stuff in common. That’s a good sign! We talked for a bit more about music. By the time we were done talking we were at the theater.

“Here let me help you get out!”-joe

He came around to my side,Opened the door for me and put out his hand. Such a gentleman!

“Thank you Joey!”-you

“Of course! And I don’t think I’ve ever been called Joey before by anyone else rather than my mom!”-joe

“Oh! I don’t have to call you that if you don’t want me to.”-you

“No! I like it!”-joe

“Oh haha, ok!”-you

As we found our seats in the theater I got the candy out as Joe had his popcorn in hand. We were in a good row. Not to upfront.

“ So, you excited to see your favorite movie?”-you

“Yes! I’m also happy you are here to watch it with me!”-joe

“Aww! I’m happy I’m here to watch it with you to!”-you

Joe looks at me and I swear I got so many butterflies at that moment. His beautiful eyes staring into my soul. I smiled and turned my head back to the screen but I could still feel joes eyes on me.

After the movie started I found my hand brushing past joes a little too much. The movie was going good and I liked it but I couldn’t focus with joes hand brushing past mine. After a few more minutes I felt joes hand move closer to mine. I inched my had a little closer and BOOM! Fireworks just exploded! Mine and joes hand were locked together. Joe and I both smiled as we watched the movie on that moment. I couldn’t believe it! I was holding hands with Mr QB himself.

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Joes POV

I got into my car and drove to y/n’s house. I was so nervous. She is the only girl I ever have had strong feelings about and the only girl I ever talked to my parents about. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I knew I wanted to make her mine. But I get it takes time and I want to respect her and her choices to. I think it’s going pretty well so far because I’m taking her out on a date.

As I was driving thinking about seeing y/n I got a phone call from my mom.

“Hi mom!”-joe

“Hey hon!”-Robin

“So,are you nervous?”-robin

“A little bit. But I know it will be a perfect night! She makes me so happy and I’m honestly really excited to see her tonight.”-joe

“Awww Joe! It will be a great night! From the way I hear you talk about her I know she is an amazing girl and will make you happy. Just don’t mess up Joey!”-Robin

“I won’t mess up mom! I promise!”-joe

“Good! We’ll have fun sweetie! Not to much fun!”-robin

“MOM!”- joe

“Haha! I’m kidding! I love you and have a great night!”-Robin

“I will mom. Love you!”-joe

I ended the call and a few minutes later I was at y/n’s. She lives in a sorority so the house is pretty huge. I texted y/n that I was outside and before I knew it she was walking to my car looking so effortlessly beautiful.

“Hey Joe!”-Y/n

“Hi y/n! You look beautiful!”-joe

I opened the car door for her and went to my side of the car. As we were driving we were talking about music. She has a wide range of music taste I will say. But it fits her personality well. I feel like music kinda makes up who a person is. She listens to music that creates her personality. Funny, sweet, bubbly, kind, and happy. I like that!

Once in the theater y/n got some candy and I got some popcorn.

“ So, you excited to see your favorite movie?”-y/n

“Yes! I’m also happy you are here to watch it with me!”-joe

It’s true. I was so happy that y/n was here with me and out on this date.

I looked up at her and I swear so many butterflies swarmed my stomach. My god she is beautiful.

As we were watching the movie my hand kept inching closer to hers and then our fingers locked and BOOM! Fireworks exploded!

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After the movie

Y/n POV

“That was awesome! Thank you for taking me to see it!”-you

“Of course! I’m glad you liked it!”-joe

We were walking back to the car still hand in hand. As we got in the car Joe turned back on the music and I laughed as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. He turned to me and smiled then laughed.

“So, I was thinking only if you want we can go back to my place! Or I can bring you straight home.”-joe

I looked at him in shock! Did he just ask me to come to his place! Of course I didn’t really show I was in shock on my face but I juts smiled because I was also so excited!

“Yeah! We can go back to your place!”-you

“Cool! My friends aren’t home btw. They are at some weird all night weekend party thing.”-joe

“Haha ok, and what kind of party is that! They are going to be whipped on Monday!”-you

“I know! I told they it wasn’t a good idea but whatever.”-you

I knew some of his friends because some of my friends are friends with them. That’s kinda how I knew Joe.

“Here we are!”-joe

“Nice place you have here!”-you

“Thanks!”-joe

It was surprisingly clean once I walked through the door and took off my shoes.

“Do you want a drink?”-joe

“Sure! Soda please!”-you

“Coming up!”-joe

I was walking around admiring what they have. There was some family pictures and some pictures of Joe and his friends. There was a OSU banner and a leather couch. A lot of rooms and a narrow kitchen.

“Here you go!”-joe

“Thx!”-you

I took a sip and walked into the hallway.

“Is this your room?”-you

“Yeah! You can go in!”-joe

Joe followed me in.

“Wow burrow! Very clean!”-you

“Thanks! Got to keep it tidy!”-joe

I walked over to his desk where he had a picture of his family as he sat on his bed.

“Is this your family?”-you

“Yeah!”-joe

“Aww!”-you

Joe laughed and kept his eyes on me. I leaned against the desk and looked at him.

“So what do you want to do?”-you

“We could study!”-joe

“Haha! yeah right!”-you said sarcastically

Joe got up and was inches away from my face

“We could!”-joe

“Yeah, we could.”-you

You know how boys eyes smile before they kiss you? Well that’s what Joe was doing. His eyes looking into mine sparkling. And then before I knew it his lips were on mine. I kissed him back more passionately. We moved from leaning on the desk to the twin bed that surprisingly could fit two.

I fell onto the bed and Joe was on top of me smiling then leaning down for a kiss. He then moved to my neck and pulled off my shirt as I did the same to him. And before we knew it we were both nude.

“Are you good?”-joe

“Yeah!”-you

“You?”-you

“Perfect!”-joe

Joe was on top of me placing soft kisses on my neck. After a few minutes he rolled over to his side. We both breathed heavily. I looked over at him as he looked over at me and we both laughed so hard!

“Wow!”-you

“Yeah! Wow!”-joe

I moved my head onto his chest and placed my hand over his shoulder.

“What time is it?”-you

Joe rolled over to his nightstand with one of his arms still around me reaching for his phone.

“1:30am.”-joe

“Maybe I should get going.”-you

I moved my head off his chest and as I was about to pull the sheet off to get out Joe stopped me.

“Don’t go! Stay! It’s the weekend and my friends aren’t here and I bet your friends are out too and probably not expecting you back knowing them.” -Joe gave a smirk

“Ok! I will stay then.”-you

“Yay!”-joe

I laughed and moved back into his embrace.

“I had a great time tonight Joe!”-you

“Good! I’m glad!”-joe

“Hey! Maybe tomorrow you can teach me physics!”-you

“Haha ok, will do!”-joe

“Yay!”-you

Joe and I both laughed and moved into each other’s embrace even more.

“Good night Joe!”-you

I gave him a kiss on the check and put my head back on his chest.

“Good night y/n”-joe

He placed a kiss on my head and the night slipped away as I was embraced in joes arms.

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Authors note: so cute! Not a lot of smut because I’m not a big fan of writing it honestly but I will incorporate some here and there. Hope y’all enjoyed!🩷

#joe burrow

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