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punkpandapatrixk · 4 months

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🌈Would You Marry Me, Honey? ★ Concept Affirmations

🌈ideally🌈

I dream of an ideal relationship. I’ve always believed in my ideal relationship. I know I am worthy of my ideal relationship. I attract my ideal relationship. I call forth now my ideal person. My ideal person has all the best qualities of a divine lover. My ideal person is my dream come true. I am so happy with my ideal person. I am so grateful for my ideal person. I love my ideal person and they love me back; in the most ideal way we have dreamt of each other.

🌈cordially🌈

I have a nice and warm relationship with my ideal person. My ideal person is kind and caring towards me. My ideal person and I spend the sweetest times together in perpetual happiness. The world is very kind and gentle when I am with my ideal person. The whole world lights up when I am with my ideal person. Life finally makes sense and it is good because now my ideal person has entered my life. I love my ideal person and they love me back, cordially.

🌈platonically🌈

My ideal person is my best friend for life. My ideal person is the bestest best friend I ever have. My ideal person has my best interests at heart. My ideal person cares for me in the most genuine way. My ideal person cares for my wellbeing just as a friend would. My ideal person and I care about the little innocent parts of a relationship. My ideal person and I have the best friendship! I love my ideal person and they love me back, platonically.

🌈romantically🌈

I live in an ideal world of romance. It is a world of romance that’s filled with Love. I entertain only romance that’s filled with Love. I have my ideal romance. I am living and breathing my ideal romance. My ideal romance leads me to my ideal person. I manifest my ideal romance. I manifest my ideal person. Romance with my ideal person is exciting; it is cute and loving. The Love I share with my ideal person is true and unconditional. I do truly love my ideal person and they love me back, romantically.

🌈spiritually🌈

My ideal person and I are pure spiritual beings having a Human experience. Even in this mortal world our Souls recognise each other’s Divinity. I am attracted to my ideal person’s soul and spirit. My ideal person is attracted to my soul and spirit. My ideal person and I are connected on a profound spiritual level. My ideal person and I do truly vibrate what people call True Love. I do truly love my ideal person and they love me back, spiritually.

🌈cosmically🌈

My ideal person and I are true cosmic lovers. My ideal person and I are destined for each other’s highest good. I am so happy to know my destined person. I am so grateful for meeting my destined person. I am glad that my destined person is who they are. My destined person completes my life. My destined person elevates all that I am. The Universe supports the rendezvous of my destined person and I. Our union in this world serves the evolution of all Souls in the known Universe. I am thankful to have found my destined person. I do truly love my destined person and they love me back, cosmically.

☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・.

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cocoabuttavasa · 1 month

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while we evolve and bloom, our hair gets greyer in colour, our conversations increasingly become more conscious and liberating for our souls and our love continues to flourish and get wiser. imagine. 🪻

21/03/2024

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itsjustvane · 11 days

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My success is inevitable.

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ghosttotheparty · 1 year

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can I request 31 and/or 70 on the prompts list you just posted for platonic!steveandrobin? I've been on a major stranger things kick recently and I love your writing :)

ok first of all i wanna thank you for this prompt bc this is the first time i’ve ever cried while *planning* a fic like i hadn’t even started writing it but i was in my kitchen making myself buttered noodles with tears streaming down my face just thinking about what i wanted to write

that being said i used both prompts bc i couldn’t not

31. “If we’re going to keep ending up in life-or-death situations, trust that I will save you every single time.” 70. “It’s three a.m. Why are you making soup?” dialogue prompts!!

Steve is a light sleeper.

He’s always been a light sleeper, waking up to loud wind or thunder, to sunlight pressing to his eyelids early in the morning if he forgot to pull his curtains shut the night before, but it’s gotten worse since the Upside Down. Any quiet noise of the house settling, of a branch tapping a window, has him blinking his eyes open and sitting up.

There’s a quiet clatter in the kitchen downstairs, and he sits up, his heart pounding. The room is mostly dark except for the nightlight by the bathroom door. Eddie is still asleep, laying on his belly with his face on Steve’s pillow, his cheek squished. Steve exhales, looking at him, touching his hair for a moment, but he freezes when there’s another noise.

Slowly, he gets out of bed, careful not to wake Eddie up, and he steps across the room as quietly as he can, holding the nail bat as he creeps out of the room and down the hall. He lowers the bat when he sees that the kitchen light is on, and he glances down the hall, his heart still pounding to see that Robin’s bedroom door is open.

He lowers the bat as he descends the stairs, carrying it by his side as he enters the kitchen, squinting in the light to find Robin at the stove, wearing one of Eddie’s t-shirts, a 1979 AC/DC shirt that goes down to her knees, and a pair of mismatched fuzzy socks that Will gifted her a while ago.

“Rob?”

She glances over her shoulder at him.

“Hi.”

He sets the bat by the entryway, glancing at the time on the clock above the window as he steps up behind her and looks at what she’s doing.

“Rob, it’s three am,” he says quietly. “Why are you making soup?”

She shrugs without looking at him, stirring the pot slowly. He watches the vegetables shift in the soup. It smells good.

“Just wanted some soup,” she says softly. Her voice is thick.

“What’s going on?” he asks gently, touching her back.

“Couldn’t sleep.” Her voice cracks. Steve blinks at her, quiet for a moment he reaches slowly for the spoon in her hand. She lets him take it, sniffling, and he sets it over the pot, turning down the burner, and he pulls at her hand.

“What’s going on?” he asks again, quieter. She glances up into his eyes but looks at the floor, and he pulls her to the dining table, nudging her into a chair and sitting across from her. “Talk to me.”

She takes a shaky breath, her fingers knotting in her lap.

“You know that… bad feeling I had?” she says quietly. “Before we fought Vecna?”

“Yeah,” Steve says, leaning closer.

“…It’s back.”

Steve’s chest tightens, but she speaks before he can say anything.

“I know it’s— I know everything is fine,” she says. “And Vecna’s dead, and all the gates are closed, and everyone is— everyone is fine, but I… It’s like there’s just this… perpetual pit in my stomach.” Her voice is shaking. “And I don’t…”

“Hey,” Steve says gently, reaching out and taking her hand. He moves his chair closer noisily, and she laughs wetly, squeezing his hand. “You listening?”

“Mhmm.”

“You know everything is okay,” he says slowly. “And you know it’s normal to have anxiety after all that,” he adds gently. “Right?”

“I know,” she says weakly. “It’s just…” Her lip wobbles and her eyes glisten. A tear slips down her cheek, and he reaches out to wipe it away.

“Deep breath,” he says softly. She inhales shakily, closing her eyes, and he leans forward to kiss her forehead. “It’s okay, Rob.”

She sighs, squeezing his hand tightly.

“What else?” he says quietly. She smiles at the floor, squeezing his hand again.

“I think we might actually telepathic,” she mutters. “‘S ridiculous.”

“We definitely are,” he says, smiling. “But you still gotta say what’s wrong out loud for me.”

She lets out a soft laugh again before she looks at the ground.

Her smile falters and falls, and her eyes glaze over, and she hesitates, holding Steve’s hand tightly.

“I have this… this thing in my head. That’s just kind of… I don’t know. Stuck.”

“Tell me,” Steve prompts quietly.

Her lip wobbles again. She bites it, blinking hard and taking a breath.

“I know it’s shitty,” she says weakly. “And if— if you, or Eddie or Nance, or any of kids said this about themselves, I would be so pissed, and I—”

“Robin. What is it?” Steve whispers. She takes a deep breath.

“I feel…” She swallows, breathing heavily, biting her lip. He wipes another tear from her cheek tenderly, his chest aching. “…Disposable.”

His stomach falls, and he squeezes her hand.

“What do you mean?”

She shakes her head, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Just… I don’t know, just, like, I can… I can be left behind.”

“Why would you think that?” Steve asks brokenly, his hand shaking as he holds hers tightly. “Robbie…”

“I think—” She pauses, taking a deep breath, wiping her nose on her wrist. “When I was a kid, I… I didn’t have many friends? And the friends I did have were… I don’t know. I was always the one that didn’t go if there were limited invitations. I always walked behind everyone on narrow sidewalks.” Steve wants to cry. “I… I never really talked much because I never knew what to say, and I never had… anything to add. And when I tried, I… They would just…” She sniffs, squeezing his hand tightly, taking a hiccuping breath. “They would just stare at me, like— like I was speaking gibberish. And then they’d just… move on.”

“Robin,” Steve tries to say, but she just takes a gasping breath and squeezes his hand again.

“And then I didn’t go with them one day,” she says, staring at the floor. “And nobody… called. Or came by to check on me, or anything, so I just… gave up. And then on the first day of seventh grade, I sat all alone at lunch, and I—” She cuts off with a gasp, closing her eyes as tears fall, and Steve releases her hand to wipe them away gently, his own eyes burning. “They were all sitting together, laughing, and smiling, and— and it was like they didn’t even notice I wasn’t there, because they didn’t need me.”

Steve’s whole body hurts. He wants to run her brain under water, wash away all the self-deprecating thoughts she’s ever had. He wants to tell her that he needs her. He needs her more than air.

“And I think— I think also my parents?” she says, her hand finding his wrist and holding it tightly. Her voice is weak and squeaking and almost broken, and Steve can feel his heart breaking with it. “They always— They always went to dinner and— and on day trips, and I thought all parents did that until my friends said their parents didn’t do that, so I just… thought they loved each other and went on— on, like, dates, but then they— they went out on my thirteenth birthday—”

She sobs, squeezing his wrist, and he leans in to kiss her forehead again, trying to take a steady breath as a tear falls from his eye.

“And I realised they just don’t like me.”

“I like you,” Steve says firmly. She laughs wetly, wiping her face, but he holds her face and moves to kneel on the floor in front of her, looking up at her. “Robbie.”

“I just…” She takes a stuttering breath, closing her eyes. “Feel like I’m the… left behind one.”

He takes her hands.

“What does that mean?”

“Like I’m… If something happens,” she says, avoiding his eyes. There’s a pit in his stomach. “I’ll be… I’ll be the one that’s left behind so everyone can get away.”

“Robin,” he says breathlessly, his eyes burning, because she's wrong. He can’t even put into words how fucking wrong she is.

“I know,” she says, crying. “I just… That’s me.”

“No,” he says firmly, desperately. “It’s not. You’re not fucking disposable, Robin.”

She finally looks into his eyes, and they’re swimming with tears.

“I love you,” he says firmly. “I love you so much.”

She sniffs, staring back at him.

“I know,” she says weakly.

“No,” he says, his voice too loud. “You don’t know, Robin, you’re— you’re the best fucking friend I’ve ever had, and I love you.”

She sobs, squeezing her eyes shut, and he reaches up, wrapping his arms around her neck, pulling her down into a hug. Her hands grip his shirt tightly. She’s trembling.

“I love you so much,” he says softly, running a hand over the back of her head gently. His knees ache on the tile floor, but he doesn’t care. “You are not disposable, Robin Buckley. I don’t know where the fuck I’d be without you.”

When her crying quiets, he pulls away enough to touch her face, wiping her tears and under her nose before he wipes his hand on her leg, on the t-shirt. She scoffs, still crying, and he smiles up at her, his chest still aching.

“Look at me,” he says softly, wiping away a tear that falls down his cheek. She does, holding the fabric of his shirt at his shoulders tightly, like she’s scared to let go. “If we’re going to keep ending up in life-or-death situations,” he says slowly, watching her smile weakly, “trust that I will save you every single time.

She closes her eyes, letting her head fall to his, pressing their foreheads together.

“…Okay.”

“I love you, Robbie.”

“I love you too, Stevie.”

She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug, and he closes his eyes, his arms sliding around her waist. He buries his face in her shoulder. Her shirt smells like some odd combination of her and Eddie. It smells like home.

“Okay?” he asks when they pull away slowly. She nods, her eyes still closed. He kisses her forehead. “Your brain is lying to you,” he says softly.

“She’s really mean,” Robin murmurs.

“Yeah, fuck her.”

Robin laughs softly, wiping her nose one last time.

“Thanks, Steve.”

He lowers back to sit on his calves, looking up at her, almost in physical pain from how much he loves her. Like every cell in his body is bursting with it.

It looks like she’s wearing heavy mascara, her eyelashes clumped with tears, her cheeks and nose rosy red, her eyes still shining as she looks down at him, holding his hands. His lip quivers and his eyes burn.

“Let’s have some soup,” he says.

A giggle escapes her.

“It’s three am.”

He shrugs.

“Let’s not waste anything,” he says. “Let’s have soup.”

“Okay.”

“What do you need help with?” he asks, using her knees to stand up, and she snorts.

“Like I’m letting you near the stove.”

“Wow.”

“Go get Eddie.”

“Yes ma’am.”

He takes the bat back upstairs as Robin takes a deep breath, turning the burner back up at the stove.

“Eddie,” Steve says softly, sitting in the bed next to him. “Baby.” He touches his hair, gently nudging him awake.

“Hm?”

“Robin’s making soup.”

Eddie blinks blankly at him in the dimness of the room, squinting, his face still squished on the pillow.

“Am I awake right now?” he asks, his voice rough. Steve laughs softly, leaning in to kiss him.

“Yes,” he says. “C’mon.”

Eddie sits up slowly, stretching.

“What time is it?” he mumbles.

“Like three.”

“Why’s Robin making soup at three in the morning?”

“Uh…” Steve hesitates, looking at him. “She’s having a rough night.”

“Nightmares?” Eddie asks, looking at him. “Or something different?”

“Something different.”

Eddie nods.

“Will she want a hug?”

“Probably,” Steve says softly, smiling. “Maybe ask her.”

“I will.”

He kisses Steve chastely before he follows him down to the kitchen. He’s wearing one of Steve’s sweatshirts from high school, with a tiger on the front. Steve realises he’s wearing one of Robin’s old sweaters, a size too big for any of them. And he almost laughs. They might as well just move all their clothes into one wardrobe.

“What’s cookin’, good lookin’?” Eddie asks, stepping up next to Robin to see into the pot. She laughs softly.

“Veggie soup.”

“Veggie?” Eddie says dramatically, making her laugh again. Steve sits on the table, watching them. (He never got to sit on the table as a kid. Now it’s his favourite place.)

“Keep an open mind, Munson,” Robin says, stirring the soup.

“Only for you, pretty lady.”

Eddie can tell she’s been crying. Steve watches as he goes to the sink and pours a glass of water, bringing it to her and murmuring something quietly to her. She nods, taking the glass, and he hugs her, kissing her temple as she sips the water. Steve wants to cry again.

They join him on the table to eat the soup, all three of them with their legs crossed, holding the bowls carefully. Robin beams when Eddie says firmly that it’s good shit.

And when the sun finally rises, they’re all tangled together on the sofa, snoring quietly.

#and now trauma for robin #physical affection!!!#words of affirmation!!!#quality time!!!#acts of service!!!#you get a love language!! you get a love language!! you get a love language!!#robin buckley #steve harrington #eddie munson #stobin #steddie #stranger things #platonic soulmates stobin

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chocoqtelle · 1 year

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Soulmate Reading ☕

Pile one Pile two

Pile three Pile four

Pile One

your soul mate is someone who seems like a reward or a possible manifestation. they could possibly be a divine masculine or have heavy masculine energy ( remember that doesn't determine their gender) or have heavy duality of femininity and masculinity. this person seems soft but protective. like they'll treat you gently but might not be as gentle with other people. this doesn't mean theyre mean to other ppl ofc. you've gone through quite a bit and this person will treat you better than how others have treated you before. they'll seem like a new fresh beginning for you and will bring gifts and fortune into your life. they might have issues with mood swings and mental health as well as possessiveness. this person could have borderline personality disorder or possible bipolar but take what resonates. they will always make you feel cared for and appreciated which is something you probably don't feel much of now 😭 but you deserve it. you could be a very stubborn person or have low self esteem but remember that this was brought for a reason. it will get better and you do deserve this connection. this is good karma for you. the best advice is to accept this gift without being too skeptical about it like you most likely are most of the time. don't push this person away to feel safe. if you aren't ready then take your time but you have to open up your emotions and self to love at some point.

Pile Two

your soulmate is a bit immature 💀 a lot of your friends probably won't like them at first. they present themselves as immature and childish to people and as a person with a carefree energy. in reality, they really just had a bad past and possibly bad childhood too and use immaturity to distance from their feelings and anything serious. they do wanna let go of their past but they haven't confronted it 😞 they might have a lot to work on before getting in a new relationship. could be a former "player 🤪" who's now regretful of their actions. picking up mommy issues 🤕 they aren't used to receiving gentle love and care which is probably your main form of showing affection. they never received much love when they were younger and now they don't know how to accept it from others. they also don't know how to accept their own feelings because they were dismissed so many times and constantly invalidated. the advice for you is that if you have a bad past with this person then let it go. you might have to be generous and take your time with them. even though they don't like gentle love they have to learn how to heal and be comfortable with it so it's best to slowly ease them into it. im channeling the imagine of a traumatized dog who's still learning to not be afraid. they might still need help with coping and emotions. don't feel like you have to do anything though. you don't have to people-please and worship this person. they need a lot of care but you dont have to be the one to supply that either. you could always get them into therapy or counseling if it's too much. don't overwork yourself like you always do.

Pile Three

your soulmate is kinda like the perfect partner. this is a dreamy romantic person with a big heart. they're like one of those manhwa boys (regardless of gender) with the charming behaviors and pretty smiles. they're very committed and romantic. they like cuddles, cafes, and soft casual dates. im channeling moment by vierre cloud/ new kind of love by fro fro (they're the same song anyway 😞) . your person is giving very much simp energy. they might tend to stay alone or prefer being alone than to being around others. they seem very soft and introverted but attractive and mysterious at the same time. they wanna make sure you feel safe and comforted. they're really good with emotions and care (the ace of cups fell out right after I typed that so there's your conformation ig 💀) . they're caring about your mental health and trauma. they are trustworthy for you to open up to and won't judge you for what you went through before. this person could have a lot of options but they're still specifically focused on you. one of your fears is of abandonment and this is a confirmation that you won't be left behind. they're a hard worker especially financially but struggle with over thinking things too much. they can read people well which can come off as intimidating. sometimes they neglect their own feelings and can be scared to commit even though they want to. your advice is to remember they aren't actually perfect and you can't rely on them for everything. they're still a real person with feelings. remember to take care of yourself instead of just having them take care of you and if you're worrying about "will things actually get better? " then they will.

Pile Four

i channeled the Lana del ray version of the other woman the moment I started this reading. also picking up on dealer? ykw 🙄 get over your ex/ ex crush first of all. they sucked fr 💀 what is there to like??? they aren't your soulmate and you gotta let them go. they were immature and possessive and possibly abusive. you have another person as your soulmate and they're much better. heal yourself and learn to be independent first before dating. you might already know your soulmate. they're the perfect match for you. when you start talking with them you'll realize they just get you like that one episode from girl from nowhere with the anonymous chat and the lesbian teachers (I love them 😭). this person is all you've ever dreamed of and possibly how you imagined your ex/ex crush would be even though they weren't. you're keeping yourself back from isolating from people and avoiding catching feelings on anyone. they like to think and reflect a lot. like one of those people who psychoanalyzes themselves 24/7 to better understand themselves. because of that, they might be feeling insecure or inadequate. they place high standards on themselves and get upset when they don't reach them. my advice for you is that you don't have to be completely innocent or completely oversexualize yourself to be valid. you can find a balance yk. nobody has to fit in just one category and you really weren't meant to.

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thelawofattraction3690 · 1 year

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999 angel number meaning

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connectingwithsoul · 10 months

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When the love is real, goodbyes are nothing more than an illusion. @connectingwithsoul

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loveulikealovesong · 3 months

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--- 𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝑅𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 —

❀ Boyfriend Affirmations ❀

❀Thank you universe for your divine protection.

❀My boyfriend and I experience a sweet romance.

❀When I'm with him, the passion and desire is so great that it's difficult to keep it under control.

❀My boyfriend is so excited to be here with me.

❀He knows how lucky he is to have me.

❀What I want is already mine.

❀I never chase, I always attract.

❀I attract handsome, financially wealthy, and caring men.

❀The universe is blessing me with love beyond what I dream of.

❀The men I want always come to me.

❀The universe allows for me to experience the love I dream of.

❀My boyfriend and I are so meant for each other that we could even get married.

❀I am grateful to have an exciting love life.

❀It's easy for me to be charismatic and seductive.

❀My significant other respects and values me.

❀I am grateful my lover truly loves me.

❀I am the girl of my dreams and I love my life.

❀My boyfriend gets jealous when other boys look at me!

❀I'm like a drug to my boyfriend.

❀I attract anyone I want.

❀I am proud of how far I have come.

❀ I have been granted an amazing romantic life filled with love, respect, support and affection.

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asmiusme · 2 days

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I want my man to literally give me a plant in a cute little tub, so that it doesn't dies and we get to spend time while doing the mundane task of taking care of them, as the fragrance fills the air around, tingling our minds and bodies to be near each other. What a beautiful excuse to be in each other's embrace.

#love #soulmates #coffee #soft girl #soft hours #soft thoughts #if he wanted to he would #relationship #affirming #manifesation #dreams #pink moodboard #romantic #healthy relationships #high standards #i have standards

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punkpandapatrixk · 5 months

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🌻Thinking About You ★ Concept Affirmations

🌻dreaming🌻

I have dreamt of a sweet romance, with a sweet someone, whose soul is true and blue. In my dreams, that someone treats me with respect and gives me so much tender care. What a gentle soul, I thought. This person feels special, and most of all, strangely familiar. Have I met this dreamy someone elsewhere before? Oh, but I’ve had so many dreams of this silhouette.

🌻connecting🌻

I have so many ideals in my mind. Impractical a few of them may be, I should think that I am deserving of such wonderful qualities. When I’m thinking of my ideal person, surely I must be thinking of the person destined for me. Why wouldn’t it be so? After all, I know for a fact I am destined for so much happiness. That special someone I’ve seen in my dreams and daydreams, surely this is the one destined for my highest intended good. I just know it in my heart of hearts♥︎

🌻a map to you🌻

The whole galaxy has so many stars, yet I see only you, my Destined One, the brightest one of them all. You are my North Star and to your side I sail. In all of the worlds, you’re the kindest and most empathetic, whose charisma emanates from a heart that cares and a mind that seeks to understand. I see how strong you are in your character and morality, and that virtue of yours is exactly what makes you so handsome, so beautiful from the inside. You are an ancient gem that reflects back to me my own value that leads my soul back to you☆

🌻a higher romance🌻

I am awakened to your expression of Love that is kind and noble. And I declare now that what I want in this world is only a Love like yours. I take it upon myself to pursue a higher romance. I manifest now a Love that’s pure and soft. My connection to you that’s light and innocent. Never will I entertain any offer lower than this. I do not tolerate any person or being, seen or unseen, seeking to convince me that I must settle for less than YOU.

🌻divine protection🌻

For we exist in a world that can be full of envy, for its inhabitants know not what Love can be, I pray that our connection be shielded from harm by the divine protection of the ever benevolent Universe. I command the positive forces of the Universe in service to the Light to protect your soul connection to mine forevermore from all of the world’s envy, rage, and any other kind of negative thought-pattern fuelled by a lack mindset, self-pity or self-undeserving. My Destined Person and I are forever in divine protection from the beady eyes of those with dishonourable intentions.

🌻divine orchestration🌻

Our souls belong to each other. I know my world is going to be alright as long as I’m with you. My heart has known you for a long time and it is only natural that we rendezvous again. I know your Soul will find me again, where ever I may be. As my Soul calls only to you, the dearest one of them all—the brightest Star in my little universe of Love and Light★For that alone, the whole Universe conspires to orchestrate the most magical, meaningful rendezvous for us.

☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・. ☆♪°・.

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