idea: a witch doing a casual tarot reading in their apartment with their crush as they lay sprawled out over the carpet, when their crush sees the tarot deck shoved under the witch’s bed and wants to know more about it (because they secretly like the witch back)

“So, how does this work?” they asked as I flipped the cards over one at a time. “How does what work?” I asked distracted by the cards before me. “This tarot thing. I mean I’ve heard it’s all a bunch of bull, but I’m not sure. You seem to put a lot of stock into it.”Continue reading “idea: a witch doing a casual tarot reading in their apartment with their crush as they lay sprawled out over the carpet, when their crush sees the tarot deck shoved under the witch’s bed and wants to know more about it (because they secretly like the witch back)”

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