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𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒. ( ♡ 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝙲𝚁𝙰𝚉𝚈 )

𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚄 promised himself that he wouldn't touch you, his newly arranged wife. but he swears that you're trying to give him a heart attack with how bad you want him, someone twice your age.

꒰ age gap (40s/20s) :: arranged marriage :: suggestive ꒱

𝓞𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳!𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚄ᅠ🌷͏͏♡ ͏͏ᅠ𝓐𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝙵𝙴!𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁

Satoru should have known you'd be a problem from the moment you said I do.

You were nothing he expected, everything he wanted, and something he couldn't have.

He knew he was in trouble from the day you flashed him those pearly white and crooked your head at him so cutely. Fresh out of your wedding ceremony and sprawled across your now shared bed. Waiting for a man with more creases settling into his skin than years to your name.

He sat still on the bed's edge. Quiet.

"You okay?" You asked. Sweet, sweeter than his scars deserved.

"Y'know," he drawled, cocking his head to mimic you. "You're awfully calm for a girl who just got married to someone old enough to be her dad."

He should have known the clan would pull something like this. Unfortunately, he could not outrun his elders. Forty four and without an heir was a stain on their name.

And now, you're here. Sweet, pretty, young you.

Smiling at him as if he hung the stars in the sky.

"Well," you intentionally mimicked his drawl. Huh, so you had spunk?

The mattress dipped beside him. Your soft knees brushed on his thigh's side. Your hands looked softer. Delicate. Probably fragile in his scarred ones.

"I guess that's right. You're twice my age— buuuuut."

Warmth bubbled in his side as you nudged him. A smile on your strawberry balmed lips.

"You seem nice enough." A dramatic? Sigh. "Real handsome too. Wouldn't say you're pushing fifty at all."

He blinked.

You stretched, still smiling. "Experienced, attractive, rich— what more could a girl ask for?"

His brows shot up. In all of his years as the Strongest, Satoru could only count on one hand the number of times in which his breath hitched.

You'd be responsible for it becoming two hands. Three, even.

What, with the way you batted your eyes at him at the dinner table. How you hung off of him during meetings.

It was odd. Not what he was expecting in the slightest. You should feel disgusted. Or unnerved.

He was your father's age.

Hell, his hands were wrinkling.

So why. The hell. Were you more into this than he bargained for?

"Don't you want a guy your age?" He scoffed at you one day during dinner.

You arched your brow. Huffed as you fixed one of your golden hoop earrings.

"Now why wouldn't I want my lobster buttery?"

Yeah. That's when he realised you were crazy.

Or maybe that should have been only a few days after your wedding, when he walked in to the sinful sight of you lounged on the bed. Silk kissing your soft skin. Teasing.

In a baby blue. Lingerie.

"What the hell are you wearing?" His hand covered his eyes. Over the blindfold. Not that it mattered. His six eyes knew what it wanted to see.

"A surprise for my husband." You smiled.

It felt like a taunt. He slept on the couch that day.

You were a little too excited about the thought of giving yourself away to a man who had finished school by the time you were born. A little too eager to press against his aging skin.

"We're married." You'd claim.

"Am I so wrong for wanting you?"

Of course not. But he sure as hell wasn't going to let your first time be with someone like him.

Not to mention the day that you—

"Remember how I said you're suppeerrr rich?" You cooed.

Satoru stared down at you. Mapping the morning sun that caressed half of your face in the dining hall.

His arms folded, the white fabric of his haori tucking against his chest. "Yes?"

He couldn't help but drawl, amused. Because his pretty arranged wife was full of surprises.

"Well, I was wondering."

Satoru really should keep his infinity up around crazy girls like you.

Your delicate fingers surged sparks into his veins. Your softness pressed into every inch of him.

As your hand treaded his bicep, so his sanity threaded. Thinned.

Doll eyes. Oh fuck. Why were you giving him doll eyes? Stop that.

"Could you maybe. . . spare your wife a little gift?" You asked.

Sweet.

Sinful.

The devil sure was pretty.

He cleared his throat, but he was still thirsty. Starving, even. White lashes hung low over blues as he watched every inch of you.

"What do you want?" He asked.

You leaned closer than he should have allowed you to. Pouted.

"There's this new pair of shoes on the market. Real pretty. Pink. I think it'd look soooo good on me."

"Yeah? That why you married me? For my money?"

"Well I could always work for it."

Your hands traced to his chest. That's where he should have stopped you.

He didn't.

You were nothing he expected.

Everything he wanted.

And something he couldn't have.

"Sweetheart," the words dripped dark. His brow quirked. Your fingers were getting a bit too comfortable with his haori ties.

His eyes hung heavy. Voice heavier.

"You know I've got scars older than you, right?"

It was meant to scare you off. But Satoru should have known better.

Again. He should really put his infinity up around crazy girls like you.

Instead of flinching. Or wincing. Or even curling your lip— you smiled.

Fucking. Dazed.

Were those hearts in your eyes?

Your fingers fiddled with his belt. Your giggle slipped into a sigh. Too dreamy. Too sweet.

"Yeah?" You hummed.

He laid a hand over yours. Gentle, because that's what pretty things deserved. But firm, because they never listened either.

Pulling you away, Satoru shook his head with a deep sigh.

"Anyone ever tell you you're crazy?"

Your pout returned. "So is that a yes to the shoes and a no to the sex?"

"Yes."

"Well, can you call me sweetheart again, then?"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. As you hung on his arm with those big, bambi eyes of yours. Oh, he sure had his hands full with you.

© 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎. no plagiarism or ai training authorised. divider: @/cheriisoda.

Okay. Guys.

let me be serious rq though.

These two driving each other insane and up the wall because they both want each other however Satoru is not letting it happen and it makes you want to eat him up even more.

We gotta ride this old man dick to oblivion guys.

GATHER.

pookie biscuits I promise I wanna write but I have med school entrance exams coming and sue me but I really wanna be a doctor 🥹 please bear me with once I get locked in and my mock tests grade go up and my exam goes well enough for me to get a decent med school mama promises she’ll return with all the pending Valentine’s Event fics and the requests and the fics I PROMISE.

pleasseeeeee pray for your girl it’s only until 3rd May I’m trying so hard I wanna get in so bad ugh I sound like a needy whore BUT I PROMISE I’LL GET BACK I just need a med school to get into I love you all please. feel free to spam my inbox and everything I’ll cherish it deeply mwah mwah mwah I love you all <33

*please note these look better in dark mode!

husband!caleb is undeniably the best domestic househusband in existence. that is, if you want him to be. not that he wouldn’t jump at the opportunity to cook every meal for you, fix up your car using his bionic arm as a jack stand, iron all your laundry using his evol, install all the furniture in the house for you without even needing to look at the instructions, date nights anytime, provide you with everything you might possibly want…you don’t even need to ask, and it would be already done.

husband!caleb who gifted you fresh bouquets of your favorite flower every morning in your first two months of marriage. he only stopped after you complained you were running out of spaces to put them. but then he only offered to buy a bigger house to combat the space issue (sigh*).

husband!caleb who’s a big believer of breakfast in bed. he gets up early and sneaks around the house to not wake you up in order to present you with the perfect breakfast spread when you open your eyes. he somehow comes up with something new each week. he asks for nothing in return, obviously, only that he gets to have his breakfast too…he says, as his eyes trail down. ahem, in bed with you, of course. don’t give him that look, did you think he could possibly wait till dessert?

husband!caleb who after seeing another married couple’s rings, always turns to you and say ‘but i think our rings are better, pips’. he once made an origami paper ring for you and for himself, and he still wears it alongside his actual wedding ring to this day.

husband!caleb who was the one who did your hair on your wedding day instead of hiring someone. he still loves to do your hair ever so intricately, even braiding in little fresh blossoms from the garden. he loves to do all sorts of intricate things, so don’t be surprised when he also presents you with handmade trinkets along with his regular gifts. at this point, your home is just so full of caleb’s gifts for you since he practically snaps up anything and everything that reminds him of you, his lovely wife.

husband!caleb who sits outside the walk in closet like a dog while you change into your sleepwear. if he’s good you let him sit in.

husband!caleb who still carries your bags like he did when you were on your way to school when you were younger. who still always pulls the chair out for you first before you sit down, who still holds out your coat for you to put on, who willingly ties your shoelaces if you asked or carry you down the stairs if you couldn’t be bothered to walk.

husband!caleb who no matter how many days you spend with him as a married couple, never seems to get ‘bored’ of being married and treats every single day as if it’s the first day of being your husband. you’ll never feel the need to renew your vows when he’s your husband.

"Ugh, it's annoying when people are really drunk on the bus."

"Oh, so you think people with substance abuse issues should just be banned from society? They should be locked up and executed?"

There's no big gap in experience/knowledge. They're both immortal, only with a 7 years difference. After centuries alive, a less than a decade age gap is practically the same age. They're both smart and well travelled.

There's no difference in power. Hua Cheng is also a god in all but name. In fact, Hua Cheng would be the only person Xie Lian has known besides the heavenly emperor who can actually measure up to him in strength and power.

Hua Cheng does not put Xie Lian on a pedestal (in the negative sense of the phrase) He deeply admires him, but he does not have unrealistic/self-centered expectations about what Xie Lian can do for him. The story separates him from those who did this because the latter condemned and abandoned Xie Lian once he didn't fit the image of him they created.

Buying books related to witchcraft, folk magick practice, and tarot might be difficult for Ph-based practitioners because of the following:

Limited budget

Other people might see the physical books

Here are some resources and individuals that helped me delve deeper into my craft. Please do remember that it is important to not only have these resources at hand, but also to consume them, learn from them, and apply what you learned or what resonates with you. What we are doing is a "practice" after all.

I'm still trying to learn tumblr, so I don't know how to link yet, or if multiple links are allowed in a post on this platform. I will edit and add links once I figure it out.

TOPIC: ALBULARYOS & FAITH HEALERS

Interviews by Off the Record (YT) - these interviews are in Filipino language

Lihim na Karunungan (FB Group) - this is where you see the the real albularyos and how they work

BhesTV (YT) - this account focuses on medicinal properties of Ph plants and herbs, and also information about the amulets & talismans in the Philippines

TOPIC: PHILIPPINE HISTORY

Nick Joaquin (Filipino Journalist Writer), Ambeth Ocampo (Filipino Historian) and Lualhati Bautista (Filipino author) - research about their books. Their research and studies focus mainly on Ph artifacts, and Ph history during different colonial periods, and also pre-colonial era. You can also follow Ambeth Ocampo on FB or IG.

The Aswang Project (website) - these have blog entries pertaining to esoteric practices, mythical creatures, and urban legends from Ph.

The Pinay Writer (IG) - also here in tumblr. Their content is mostly focused on pre-colonial history of Ph. You can follow them on IG, and other platforms as well.

TOPIC: TAROT AND COMMUNITIES

Rob Rubin Philippine Tarot Authority (FB/IG) - one the tarot pioneers here in Ph. He also practices the craft.

Mysterium Philippines by Rob Rubin - the Intro to Tarot course they have is like the most official here in Ph. They do offer other courses aside from tarot studies, so check their page out.

Mysterium after Dark by Rob Rubin - a Spotify Podcast about Tarot

FB Groups/Pages - Tarot Philippines Community, Project Tarot: Filipino Tarot Community, Soluna Esoterica Ph

Legitimate Ph Tarot Shops (IG/Shopee) - LunaBrujeria, ArtemisPaints, Shelfscape... National Bookstore and Fully Booked also sell some Tarot Decks & Book Guides

Joe Monteleone (YT) - Tarot Practitioner and mentor. They have great & easy to understand lessons on learning tarot, they also have free guides on their website. You can follow them and subsribe to their YT.

TOPIC: CONTENT CREATORS (you can find them on different social media platforms)

Witch of Wonderlust (IG) - She is Filipinx descent, so you might resonate with her content. (She's a pole instructor too!)

The Mestizo Mystic (IG) - He is Filipinx descent as well. He is a Santa Muerte Devotee, but he also incorporates Catholicism/Christianity in his practice.

Chaotic Witch Aunt (IG) - they are Italian Folk Practitioner. But since their practice is kind of related to our dominating religion here in Ph, you might resonate with their content as well.

These are some of the free and accessible resources out there, and people who you can follow. I hope I was able to help. Please correct me if there are any wrong or outdated information above.

Books are awesome resources. But while we're trying to save up funds, you can follow these amazing people, join public communities, and learn from free resources. Give thanks and appreciation by following & interacting with their socials.