#asterrology

“What the fuck why are there so many people? Where’s everyone? What the fuck?”

Her vision was a mosaic of lights and blurry figures. Even though her voice was loud and obnoxious, to her, it felt like she was drowning underneath the chatter of the pub. She staggered around, trying to find her way to the bathroom. Or was it the exit? There was no other way to say it, but Frankie Kwon was blind drunk. At this point, it only seemed like a toss-up between her collapsing on the floor of Ginger’s or vomiting all over it.

Just as she was being ushered out by a very frustrated Ginger, she felt a hand on her arm. The familiar voice assuring Ginger that she would take Frankie home lit up an emotion she has not felt the whole night--joy. Her lips cracked into a lopsided smile as she faced Aster. “Delphi, you’re here !! You’re really here !! I can’t believe it.” She pushed forward, attempting to hug Aster, but merely collapsed into her arms. Frankie felt something warm and fuzzy stir up inside her. Sober, she always had the self-control to shut this feeling down the moment she felt inklings of it surface whenever she’s with Aster. Drunk, she reveled in it. She lingered for a few moments in the hug before standing up, suddenly apologetic. The warm feeling that stirred up inside her morphed into sinking guilt. “No, no, no, no...,” she shook her head, words hardly coherent. “You shouldn’t be here. I’m fine, I’m fine.” She attempted to let go of Aster’s grasp, but she could hardly walk a meter before needing to lean on something for support. “Aster, I’m so sorry. I c-can do thi-this. I can get my self home.” She heard whispers of discouragement from Aster, something about how the stars probably lead her the bar. Frankie giggled and sighed. She was scared of making the same mistakes, wished the stars would stop writing the same goddamn script for her. She’s never been a believer, but that night as she walked home in Aster’s arms, she finally asked the stars for happiness. 

no hes a boy

accepted!! welcome to oceantown

would love for our nina to have a twin!! other than that def the pretty little liars cast, justin beiber, harry styles, ariana grande, taylor swift, selena gomez, mathew daddario, kj apa, tyler posey, zack efron

taster: do you believe that someone out there is made for you?

“no i’m not really into all that ‘fate’ stuff. i think that in the moment one person can gel more with you than anyone else but i don’t think you have one soulmate forever. i’ve never pictured myself with one person forever.”

roliza: when it comes to relationships, if you had to choose, would you choose security or chemistry?

“oh chemistry for sure. whats the point of even being with someone at all if there’s no chemistry there ? in that case the security just seems like a burden.”

fralex: what’s your favorite romcom?

“does wolf of wall street count ?”

mooks: how affectionate are you in a relationship?

taster: answered! 

elico: would you risk your friendship with someone for a chance at lifelong love? 

“yeah...yeah, for sure. i’ve risked friendships over a lot less; love seems like a pretty high-reward bet, y’know?” say nothing of the obvious part, here: that he had recently done just that. “plus, i kinda couldn’t say no, all things considering.” 

luward: would you get back together with an ex?

raphin: what makes you lose control?

answered here !!

luman: do you think love can persist despite distance?

“ this is a tough one. i’ve seen it work for some people then fail spectacularly for others. for instance, my high school boyfriend and i broke up because he was moving to the pacific northwest while i stayed here on the east. but my parents and i still call each other every two days or so. i guess they’re on different playing fields but all i’m saying is it could potentially work if both parties are invested. i’d personally try to make it work if that were the case and if it didn’t work out, the at least i could say i tried. ”  

taster: do you believe that someone out there is made for you?

“ this is a definite no. that’s a .0000000001% chance of meeting that ‘someone’. i’m not a mathematician by any means but that number seems very, very, extremely, small. i don’t think we’re a couple of jigsaw puzzles waiting to find the other perfect piece. we’re more like a bunch of play-doh, i guess? a little more willing to be molded if you do it right. that probably didn’t make sense and i should have just left it at math but yeah, you gotta make your own fate, honey! ” 

rilco: who was your childhood crush?

answered here !!

elico: would you risk your friendship with someone for a chance at lifelong love?

“ tried it twice, didn’t work out as i intended it to but i don’t think that’s stopping me from doing it again anytime soon. friendship seems like a solid base for a romantic relationship, don’t you think? it certainly made my life a whole lot more interesting. heartbreaks aside, i’d do it. if it feels right and they’re on the same boat with me then i’d give it a go and i’d give it my all. ”

roliza: when it comes to relationships, if you had to choose, would you choose security or chemistry?

answered here !!

gingers: your muse gets drunk and mine has to drag them out of the bar 

murphy didn’t get drunk enough to blackout that often, preferring to remember his nights out, but tonight was different. he had really fucked up a play in practice, one of the newly drafted players had made a comment about nepotism- a word murphy did not know until playing professionally, before he thought it had had something to do with neopets- and so, murphy had gone straight from the locker room to ginger’s to drown his sorrows. thankfully, his savior was there in the form of aster- this time, she was his guardian angel, “asterrrr, i don’ think i hafta go home...” he slurred, his arm laying heavily over her shoulders. she was probably far too tiny to have a huge ass hockey player putting half of his weight on her, “your hair smells good, though.” he mumbled, tilting his head to the side, “d’you think ‘m good at hockey? like actually good, though. not like good, like good!” not that aster was an expert on hockey, but he was just looking for some sort of validation that he deserved his place on the team, that it wasn’t just because his dad was so great at it. as they made their way into the street, murphy tried to stand up straighter, but stumbled, bracing himself on a parking meter momentarily, “’m lucky that you’re my neighbor, what if i passed out in the, ya know, stairs or whatever? you’re such an... an... an? no a! a saint.” he told her, “can i sleep on your couch tonight? i don’t wanna wake up in my apartment alone.” he swallowed hard, eyes almost pleading- though, he doubted the redhead would say no, she was too kind, “wait... is there a hangover crystal?”