#we rarely get cold 😂💀

[freefolkfightorflight]

Lol my pipes are frozen even though I did what the old mean man landlord said and he’s gonna lose his shit 💀🥺 I don’t have the capacity to deal with angry men in my life anymore. I just do not. Sob

[rendezvouz-fling]

Astro observations #5

Moon signs edition!🍂

• Aries moons, are not even the type to hold grudges or be mad for that long. My bestie has this placement and—we rarely get mad at each other but when we used to she’d literally get so sarcastic (she’s a libra rising) after trying to call me out on my BS. But then would literally text me half an hour later and act like it never happened lol.

• Fire moons are the type to explode in the moment but put it behind them and just continue about like it never happened.

• Air moons are the types to ghost their friends lmao.

• Aquarius moons tend to avoid their partner if they start feeling suffocated in a relationship or if they start losing feelings they’ll just start detaching.

• Libra moons are so indecisive!! They’ll literally reason their pro and cons about something but never really make up their minds.

• Gemini moons give me more Gemini rising vibes than Gemini risings do! Lol 😭.

• Also what is it with some Gemini moons’ moms not giving them attention? To the point of not even checking on them to see how they’re doing or to ask how their mental health’s going…

• Sagittarius moons and never admitting they’re wrong>>>

• Fire moons have some of the biggest hearts!!

• Aquarius/Capricorn moons DO have feelings and they DO feel them. They’re just forced to internalize them most of the times in their home environment so that’s why they come across as “cold”.

• Moons at Capricorn degree (10/22) tend to have to raise themselves in a way.

• I love how bold and raw Aries moons are! Definitely ride or die type friends.

• Virgo moons tend to be heavily attached to their mothers even if their mothers aren’t the most emotional.

• Cancer moons are hella sweet and nurturing! My heart goes out to these people.<3

• Taurus moons cook so well?🤠

• Leo moons can have emotionally immature mothers or mothers that don’t know how to be moms. My heart goes out to these people too! I know that apart from that ego there’s a big genuine heart that’s tired of being hurt. 🤎

• Scorpio moons may be well reserved but once you get close with them they are the sweetest, most kindest people with big hearts. 💞

• Once a Sagittarius moon or Aries moon is vulnerable around you, that’s when you know you’ve won them over.

• Might I add with Sag moons it could be more spontaneous, like, you won’t see it coming.

• Pisces moons are literally the sweetest people ever! But the men—if underdeveloped can the most manipulative people ever.

• I see so many Cancer moons act like superficial Aries moons lol. Very fiesty too and funny May I add!

• Virgo moons could literally be having a mental breakdown but won’t tell you even if you ask them. You’ll probably notice it if they’re biting their nails.

• Earth moons are the type who will know important stuff and you won’t even know they know unless you ask them lol.

• Aquarius moons are the ones you go to for advice. ☝🏽

• Aries moons be having the craziest yet funnest ideas ever loll. “When we see that girl we’re gonna go up to her and confront her, oh and I’ll make sure to bring my baseball bat with the spikes.” Said by my Aries moon bestie💀

• Leo moons literally be holding back on their crazy ideas when they like someone! Even in a relationship. Unless you prove to them that you’re down with whatever then you’ll never really hear them suggest some out of pocket ideas.

• Remember that cousin/sibling with the crazy ideas? Yeah they were probably an Aquarius moon lmao.😂

• Gemini/Sag moon culture is giving somebody advice or encouraging them to take impulsive risks but then saying “That’s just what my opinion though/But that’s just me.” 🌚

• If Saturnian moons are venting then Capricorn moons would be the first to cry, hands down.

• I’ve noticed singers with really big status or influence tend to have mostly Water moons and musicians mostly Air moons. E.g. Michael Jackson & Prince were Pisces moons, Beyoncé is a Scorpio moon, Eddie Van Halen & Randy Rhodes were Aquarius moons, etc…

• Fire moons are also the type to start talking to you first after an argument. Sag moons will try to get close to you again by bringing a topic you both enjoy. Aries moons will bring something random up and continue like y’all didn’t just argue moments ago. Leo moons will tell you not to talk to them then they’ll start talking to you a minute later and if you bring it up they’ll get angry again lol. But they’re not the type to stay mad that long. <3

• Virgo moons will either stay mad at you then if you try to talk to them they’ll hit you with what they think you did/said wrong. Then after 5 minutes they’ll be alright again. Or they’re the type to try to offer you something after they’ve made you mad to smooth things out lol.

• Sag moons 🤝 being unapologetically unfiltered

[aclowntiny]

Down the Drain- Barista!San x Female!Reader (College AU)

San has literally said he likes the idea of being a barista so here you go Sannie boy 😘😂 first time getting one of the boys as a barista hehe. Also, we’ve all had that professor 💀

Word Count: 2571 | College AU | Warnings: very slight language, me throwing in a blackpink reference cuz we love the bangers 😌

All your money was going to go down the drain. You couldn’t believe your campus had found yet another way to scam you. Yet you couldn’t really find it in yourself to complain this time. You knew they had to know exactly what they were doing, though. Whether it worker or not, your eyes were on them.

That day, you’d decided to make a rare stop at the campus café for a cold drink; it was just one of those days, a long one that could use a little refreshing pick-me-up, and you really didn’t take advantage of there being student baristas right around the corner of a big study floor enough. As per usual, the line was sort of long, but not out to the door, and you had a few hours of classes, so in went the airpods as you stood, trying not to stare at the girl in front of you’s bright pink backpack with its dangly Kuromi keychain the whole time. You did wonder where she got it from, though.

Two songs later, you were next, pulling your airpods out and popping them into your case as you glanced up toward the barista counter. And that was where you saw your campus’s latest scam.

Cafés hiring hot people was the biggest money pit ever and they knew it. The guy working the left register had your heart pounding the moment you laid eyes on him. He was average height with short dark hair, sharp eyes and even sharper cheekbones. The way his arms flexed from their rolled-up sleeves made you suspect he was quite fit beneath the oversized black button-up beneath his apron. As he waved to Kuromi girl, he gave a dazzlingly bright smile. Oh, no, he had dimples. Come on.

“I can help you right here.”

Snapping out of your reverie, you stepped forward to his register. San, his name was, according to the handwritten chalk name tag pinned onto his green apron fabric. Suddenly, you could hardly remember how to speak. “Uh, hi.”

“Hi.” There went that smile again. Sir, your mother must be proud. “What can I get started for you?”

“Oh, well, I…” Internally you cursed yourself for stuttering so much, but finally you remembered the name of your favorite iced drink.

“That’s a good one! Have you ever tried it with flavoring in it?”

“No,” you shook your head, “I haven’t.” You were a creature of habit, pretty much reciting the same thing every time you approached the register.

“You should! It’s so good!”

You asked him which one he recommended, and after he told you you inquired how much extra it was.

“Since you’ve never tried it and it’s my fault you are,” he chuckled, “I’ll just throw it in for free!”

And he wasn’t even a dickish frat boy. Great. “Wow, thank you!”

“Hey, it’s my pleasure, er…what’s your name?”

“It’s (y/n).”

“(y/n),” he repeats as he scribbles it on your cup and sets it down, and you hate that he even makes that sound good, “well, I hope you like your drink like this, (y/n)!”

“I’m sure I will,” you reply with a smile as you return San’s wave, heart leaping as he follows the gesture with running a hand through his shiny black locks.

Curse that café for making you spend money.

~

Two days later, you had the same class schedule, that same long break, and what the heck, why not see if San was working? It was kind of stupid how much you looked forward to the possibility of seeing him, you mused as you passed beneath the green rows of trees planted along the walkway, but that didn’t really change the feeling, so along you went with your stupid hopes of coinciding schedules.

The line was, once again, not quite to the door. Pretty good. This time, the girl in front of you had a blink hammer keychain, so you chatted with her for a bit. Apparently her name was Rina and she was an engineering major. Good for her. San called you up by the time you guys finished exchanging socials, mouth falling into an o shape the moment you stepped up.

Your heartbeat went erratic again, momentary friendship and engineering talk distracting you from preparing intelligent conversation like you told yourself you were going to.

“(y/n), right?”

Your jaw dropped. “Oh, uh, yeah. I can’t believe you remembered with all the people you see in a day!”

“I try to remember people. Plus, you tried my concoction, so that was extra memorable!”

Well, whatever made you memorable. “I’m good with names, too. I remember yours.”

He clapped a hand over his name tag. “What is it?”

“San!” You giggled.

“Be honest, was it the free add-in?”

You shook your head, grip tightening on your backpack straps. “I would have remembered anyway.”

Luckily, he smiled at that. “I’m glad. Well, what am I getting started today?”

~

There you were again. All your income going down the drain.

“Hey, (y/n)!”

“Hey, San!” You waved; your heart still had a few things to say about that dimpled smile and- as you saw on the day he wore a t-shirt, your suspicions confirmed- those arms, but by now you’ve become enough of a regular at the campus café that talking to the incredibly cute barista was practically part of your weekly assignments.

“Is it hot outside?”

“Not too bad,” you replied, “I think the weather people over-exaggerated. It’s, like, short sleeves and jeans weather.”

“Not long sleeves and shorts weather?” San teased.

“Short sleeves and jeans weather and long sleeves and shorts weather are different and you know it!”

San’s dark, shiny eyes drifted upward in thought. “You know what? They really are. Jeans one is more on the warm side, sleeves is more on the chilly.”

“See? Thank you. You appreciate me.”

“I always do, (y/n),” San agreed with a nod, setting your cup on the counter, “my favorite regular!”

“Oh, you have to say that to everyone,” you waved him off with a blush.

“I don’t have to say anything except ‘What can I get started for you?’”

“Well, thanks,” you giggled, pulling off to sit on the café couch and fake-scroll instagram while you snuck surreptitious glances at San.

Soon the harsh fluorescent institutional lights of your college’s building complex didn’t seem so bright, your focus having been centralized for a little too long. You’d ordered a drink with whipped cream on top, and the way the baristas deftly handled the compressed canisters, loading them into an actual whipped cream gun, made you almost want to become one.

Maybe you’d apply once that huge project for history was done. The next day, you planned on shopping for materials in order to build it at a table in the library on the following Monday. It was an insanely elaborate diorama that probably would have been more fun if the entire unit wasn’t crammed into two weeks’ time. You didn’t generally have any problems with your professor, but couldn’t help wondering if he’d lost his mind with that one.

Oh, well. If he wanted all those countries to have a ‘history tower’ as he called them, then you’d give him a history tower. The toweriest darn history tower he could ask for…or whatever would earn you praise and an A.

“(y/n)?” San’s voice cut through your historic reverie.

Shaking your head, you grabbed your backpack and rose from the couch once more, crossing the forest green tile floor to the drink drop-off. “Sorry, I was just thinking about assignments and stuff.”

“Oh, yeah, I totally get it, my dance class is getting intense with the choreographies we have to make. I almost gave someone who ordered a hot cocoa someone else’s strawberry smoothie earlier I was so distracted.”

Dance class? Choreography? At this point, it was practically a drinking game for ever time your brain dropped a wow. “Oh, that’s really cool. Mine’s just a history diorama,” you chuckle.

“On what?”

“The Netherlands of all places.”

“That’s so cool! I don’t know much about them, so maybe you can teach me.”

“I’ll do my best. It’ll be a crash course for sure- not exactly my specialty.”

“Well, whatever it is, I’m sure you’ll do great,” he told you warmly before his coworker handed him another drink; he gave you an apologetic glance. “I have a large cafe latte for Omar!”

You waved.

“See you next week,” he loudly whispered with a wink.

~

Next week was a bit different than your usual café run. This time, you’d been long situated at a library table, an intensely focused mess of glue, toothpicks, printed photos, paragraphs, drawings, plastic, and far, far too much more. You were going to build that tower until it broke you, then get some sugar, caffeine, and whatever adrenaline boost the glow in your heart from San gave you, then build some more. So far, it was murder to get the thing to stand despite its plastic supports. It was far later in the afternoon than you usually even got a drink, but such was a three-dimensional cultural history of the Netherlands.

“Aw, come on,” you muttered as a paragraph about Dutch paintings- Vanitas still lives, ironically- slid off its toothpick, “you were just fine a minute ago.”

It was sliding off the plastic dowels you were using to hold up the miniature spire. Sighing, you affixed it to a papier-mâché flower instead. This was ridiculous; you were busting your ass over basically a high school assignment all because your teacher wanted to send you off on your own for two weeks. Maybe, you thought venomously, he should have gotten caught up on grading papers so he could treat us like adults in return. Yeah, the fun had definitely leaked out of the project along with the last milliliter of glue, probably because it was individual. If you had a partner, you reflected as you crumpled more paper and cut another dowel.

Little did you know the effect that dowel would have on your day. As soon as you lifted your tower to insert it, a flower drifted ominously down. Your gaze softened. You blinked as a paragraph fell.

“No,” you whispered, but it was too late. The entire top decoration slid out along with the main support dowel, flopping miserably onto the table. Face crumpling, you joined it.

Bringing yourself to lift your head up was going to be hard. This was a whole day’s work down the drain. You just needed a good grade, wanted to do well and have something cute and fun, but all your energy had gone to-

“(y/n)?”

You peeled your face from between your crossed, horizontally-lain arms, despondent eyes falling upon San. You perked up slightly, getting your hair in place even if you could only muster a small smile. It didn’t escape your notice that he had a drink in each hand, but wasn’t wearing his apron. Maybe he had a date or a study session or something. If you weren’t already sad, you might’ve been at that.

“I saw how hard you were working on that,” he pouted, “I made you a drink to celebrate and everything.”

“You- you made that for me?” You asked, nodding toward what appeared to be your usual in his left hand.

“Of course. You’ve earned it. Working hard and all that.”

“Yeah,” you waved an arm over the carnage on the table, “but look at where that got me. I can’t believe I thought I had it.”

“Well,” San pushed back the chair next to yours, “I always say these things are more fun with a partner.”

“Right?” You started up your mental rant on your professor, this time verbally. “Like, what is he going to do with all these? Has he got space for them? Make these a two-person thing at least.”

“Well, he doesn’t have to know that yours is,” San winks at you, picking up a bottle of glue.

“You’re going to build this with me?”

“Sure,” he shrugs happily, “it looks fun, I’m off, and I said I wanted to learn about the Netherlands, right?”

“The skull paintings are probably the coolest part.”

“Ooh,” San stares down at the images, “emo.”

“Yet also spiritual.”

“And here I thought it was all tulips and windmills over there.”

You giggled softly at that, giving a little sigh before you picked up the center dowel. “Would you mind handing me the base, then?”

“Sure. Here, I’ll hold it down, you really jam that in there and I’ll reinforce it with the glue.”

“Ugh, that’s such a good idea,” you smacked your forehead, “why did I think the foam was enough?”

“Hey,” San put his hand on your shoulder, peering into your eyes, “it’s ok. It’s just a silly craft project.”

“Y- you’re right,” you replied, forcing yourself to stare as deeply back, even if you did blush.

“Well, I mean, your work isn’t silly, just the concept of-”

“You’re good. I know what you mean.”

~

An hour later, it was finished. The tower sat on the end of your table, keeping watch over you and San, you had his hands folded on the table as you told him your favorite embarrassing story of your eccentric great-grandfather.

“The mustard got in her glasses and everything!”

San doubled over, one hand slapping the table and the other falling onto your shoulder. You smiled in satisfaction, pausing to take a proud sip of your drink.

“And she stayed for the game?”

“Are you kidding? The office was paying for the tickets!”

“Oh, that’s great!” He laughed.

“I know.”

“We should go to a game,” San said, his eyes suddenly falling to the table as he played with his hands, “you know, at the campus stadium. Our baseball team has a game on friday. U-unless you're not comfortable with that, then my friend Jongho can come with us and-"

Your, surely baggy by now, eyes widened slightly, a smile rising back to your lips through your intent listening. "Not comfortable? Like, go as in a date?"

"We don't have to, though, we can totally just get a group to-"

"Tell Jongho I said he can stay home," you cut him off with a grin, joking to play off the backflips your ribcage was doing, especially when San smiled at you like that, I mean come on it's like you told him you were handing him his dreams and sheesh those dimples, "I mean, I don't even know him."

"Are you sure? Because he's one of my roommates, and he was building a Japan tower on our kitchen counter this morning."

"Oh. Well in that case, just tell him you found a girl who likes cute baristas."

This time, it was San's turn to blush, though he covered it by reaching for your hands, seemingly not caring about the glue splotches sullying your skin. "I- I will."

~

If you weren't already sure you made the right choice by San helping you secure an A on your project or the way he looked at you, you knew you did when he insisted on buying you a school mascot plushie and including it in your fieldside selfie together and when he practically tackled you into his arms upon hearing you confess that you only went to the café to see him.

[tarotwithavi]

WHICH SPY×FAMILY CHARACTER YOU WOULD BE AND WHY?

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Pile 1

Right off the bat you would be Anya . Why? You may ask , because you have a very childlike energy to you and very innocent too. But people should never underestimate you because you know how to make people do the things you want just like Anya. She is very sweet little kid but she can read minds and she can prevent bad things from happening. Just like Anya you have two different sides to you. One side is very childish and innocent and the other side is cunning and smart. I mean you're very interesting pile 1 😂 would love to know you more.

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Pile 2

Hey pile 2 , I'm getting that you would be Yor forger . You carry a fear that people won't love you if you show them the real you, so you always try to fit in and be the best. You are Afraid to show people the real you. Yor is an assassin and she is afraid of people finding this out. She always tries to be the best mom for Anya. She is afraid of herself what if she accidentally hurt others? But we know Yor is not a bad person , in fact she is the best mother of all. But we know she can't cook but it's alright 💀 jkjk. But remember pile one you don't have to hide yourself. You're a great creation of this universe.

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Hey! Pile 3 , you would be Yuri briar. You would do anything and I mean ANYTHING for the people you love. Even if it means fighting the rest of the population alone. Especially for your family and the people you consider your family. However you also don't tolerate people mistreating others. You might not LOVE people but still you won't let other mistreat them or any kind of unfairness. I mean I love him personally lol he is my favorite soo. You may have some kind of issues or you might have lost someone dear to you. And you don't want to lose someone dear to you.

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You would be Loid forger . Because you're very logical and rational. Once you put your mind to something you'll anything to complete it . You are also very goal oriented and might be a workaholic. Sometimes people might even call you rude or cold hearted but you're a baby on the inside. You're very work driven. But somehow people can't still understand you. And also you always have something to hide or have a hard time opening up. But when you open up you're like Marshmellow lol. You're a perfect example of hard exterior and soft interior.

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Sjsjs pile 5 , you would be Damian Desmond. I mean this very funny because you don't realize or just don't want to consider that you have feelings for someone. You're that kind of person who'll never admit that they like someone even if they have a crush for 2 whole years. But still somehow you can't easily move on from your past crush or love. You're scared of the name of love . You see this as some kind of disease lol. But on the inside you're very protective and possessive too and maybe this is the reason that you don't want to fall for someone.

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Hello! Pile 6 ! I'm getting that you sound be Becky blackbell . Because you are very kind and prideful. You always try to or appear more mature mature than your age. You always try to solve disputes and fights and like to maintain an order of things. But you won't let anyone know that you're a sucker for romance novels and Dramas hehe. But you can also be mean and cold sometimes. You just won't tolerate any kind of bullshit. Though you rarely show this side of yourself. You also have a great self control and know how to control your temper. Which is great !

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Hiya people!! You would be Anya's headmaster Henry Henderson. This might seem weird but let me complete you seem to be a perfection. You have certain beliefs and think that things should always be in order. And you are ELEGANCE. Henry remained calm when loid smashed the table while everyone was shocked . From this you always have a cool and calm demeanor. People won't know what's going on in your head and you won't even let them know. And you have a very extreme presence to you. Like people stop talking when they see you entering the room.

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I personally believe that spy × family has a deep meaning to it. Because somehow every individual hides a part of them from others and even from their family. This is what I think, you can completely disagree on that hehe :)

[melis-writes]

would u care to rank some of Al Pacino’s characters based on how submissive they would be in bed and how often you think they’d do it?? it would be funny LMAOOO

Why the hell not?! 😂🤭 From Bobby Axel to Vincent Hanna, this is my list of submissiveness. 😏

Number 1... 💀❤️ Sonny Wortzig is definitely the most submissive. That's not a bad thing whatsoever. 😂 But I feel like he would do it all the time, no problem!!

2. Francis Lionel Delbuchi. 👀💓 He's actually my beloved and I can definitely see him being submissive in bed to tease and please his partner soooo... Mhmm. 🥰 And we love that!

3. Steve Burns. Enough said. 😂🤣 I mean I think a remember in scene in the film where he was just laying there where homegirl was going to town on him, lower and lower... 😶😳 He definitely enjoys it and would do it as often as his partner would like!

4. Ivan Travalian. 🤭 The DILF of all DILFs, everybody's baby daddy. 🤣 More than half of the time I can definitely see him being submissive in bed!

5. Arthur Kirkland. 😏 He won't submit in the courts but he'll definitely submit to you in bed so as long as you ask!

6. Bobby Deerfield! 🤪 I definitely see him as more of the loving, teasing and pleasing kind of man. I think it's all about submissiveness automatically until things are switched up. Get on top of that man! 🥵

7. Bobby Axel. 😌 Now I feel like Bobby would only be submissive here and there, enjoying a good ride if you know what I mean... 🥴

8. Carlito Brigante. 🥴 I see him as the last-ish of Al's characters who would be like to be submissive maybe at least half of the time. I feel like he honestly doesn't care, because he's having good sex anyway and it's just hot.

9. Frank Serpico. 👀 I don't really see him as very submissive at all in bed, but he seems like he would every now and then but not too often!

10. Tony Montana!! 🥵 I definitely feel like he would love for his gal to put on a good show and submit to her teasing and pleasing but definitely just to a point where he then takes control after all that arousal and sexual tension is built up lmao.

11. Vincent Hanna. 🤭 I don't even think the poor man has time to be submissive because his ass is always at work. Maybe very rarely, here and there but not too much at all. I see him as dominant in bed all year round.

12. Last but not least, the LEAST submissive man of all time in my list... The Michael Corleone. 💀💀 The word "submissive" doesn't exist to this man, let alone in bed lmfao. Hell no, it's not his thing. The Don is dominant and in power. It'll be a cold day in hell when Michael's submissive in bed. 😭

That's it, that's my list!! 😂😂 Definitely how I see it if I had to rank them all in order!

[solar-serpent]

Guyyyys, I'm finally here to share the tea on my allegedly twin flame (I won't address him as the legitimately one until I'm fully convinced so please take this story with a grain of salt).

The legend tells Asteria wanted human warmth and someone to call "hers" somewhere around this time last year, so she decided to give dating apps a chance. After one disgraceful disappointment after another, I (let's stop using third person to speak atm) realized I needed to heal myself if I ever wanted to have a normal intimate life with someone else and that not all men were trash... Just traumatized by their parents? Probably as much as I was, lol.

I was on my way to uninstall Bumble from my phone when I got a text from the last match I got. I checked his profile and he honestly looked like a cute and empathetic guy, yet I was fed up with hoping from one man to another and I ignored the last message I received from him.

3 moths later I came back to this app, but I wasn't interested in using the dating option. There's a bff service on the app and I was looking for female friends from the city I lived to hang out with. Unfortunately, all chats were paired up in the same place and I couldn't stop seeing that unanswered chat from the cute guy. I waited for one week until I was fully convinced I should text him and expect no reply. I literally ghosted him for months and he could've been one of those hypersensitive guys that would give you the cold shoulder to ground you for getting them to feel ignored 🤷🏻‍♀️

HE REPLIED.

Afterwards we kept ghosting each other for weeks and coming back in between 😂 we exchanged phone numbers and continued talking over messages about philosophy, films, and astrology. Dynamics have not changed from the start, except I stopped ghosting him because I got interested in him as a person. He felt weirdly familiar to me, like we had been neighbors for years or like we went to the same school but different grades, you know? I felt like I could read his mind but you know I'm psychic so it's not that uncommon coming from me 😅 but this guy got the power to help me sort my thoughts out really quickly. We speak the same language and my soul does not need to translate anything for him to get me on the spot.

Then I went berserk after I found I've fallen for him. 'Why? What's wrong with liking anyone, Asteria?', you must be wondering. Well, let me tell you now the unsavory side to this story. I realized my feelings for him were deep and not the ones you usually had for a friend after he stood me up twice and stopped talking to me for a month. Yup. He disappeared and I was left to grieve for this connection alone. I thought he had made me a great favor for showing his true colors sooner rather than later. Then, he came back and didn't apologize to me 💀 that prick pretended like nothing ever happened while I thought, 'from this moment forward we're going to stay like good friends from the internet and I'm never inviting you to hang out again'. Ha! Things only turned wilder afterwards 🙃🙃 I don't want this story to drag on forever, so I'm going to list everything that have happened recently and weird shit I noticed in his one month absent.

The latest guy I dated was Gemini sun and Aquarius moon. My tf? Same, plus we both were born in June.

I had dreams about meeting a man that was obviously a Gemini months before I got to meet him. He told me in my dreams, "we are going to be friends, but you shouldn't fall in love with me *sigh dramatically*. If you do, who could blame you? I'm awesome~. Honestly, I'm going to like you too, but I would be dealing with so much at that time that I might not pay much attention to you". I thought that dream was a fabrication from the trauma inflicted by Gemini people from my past 💀

Angels numbers could be seen all day along. Specially 111 or 1111.

Archangels rarely summon me. That's my relatives thing, not mine as I work directly with the gods. But Saint Raphael was practically begging me to sit down and speak to him, so I went for a meditation to try and see what he wanted. First thing I saw was the image of a male and female angels holding hands and then I heard, "the lovers". I was bit taken aback... I was expecting the archangel to give me a warning on my poor health or any advice related to my recent life decisions.

I pulled some cards for further clarification and right there was my crush depicted on the spread 💀 I went berserk for the second time since I couldn't believe my guides were speaking about someone that didn't belong to my family or wasn't actually close to me.

I guessed it was a twin flame connection because my guides had told me even before Saint Raphael did, "that man is your closest mirror at the moment. Both share fate". Ha ha, they love being cryptic in the most critical moments 🤠

He's currently outside the country and we haven't spoken for one week maybe? I don't know what might happen in the future, but I'm glad for the silence and time I was left with as it helped me to analyze things in peace. One month ago I had promised myself to decline future invitations coming from him, but now? I'm jumping at the first chance to see him and I might even confess my feelings for him *sigh*. I did understand my angels were addressing I was possessed by fears of rejection and being emotionally vulnerable, blocking the learning I'm supposed to get from this experience. Now, I feel ready to be rejected or accepted. Either way I would take it as a great challenge I managed to overcome.

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