Beyond the Stars|Beneath the Canopy
|Romance Rooted in the Earth, Lit by the Stars, Carried by the Cosmos
Beyond the Stars|Beneath the Canopy
|Romance Rooted in the Earth, Lit by the Stars, Carried by the Cosmos
William & Anastasia
Photo Nebula
Eight years ago, it began with laughter and a spark we couldn’t identify—more a cosmic accident than a calculated match. Best friends turned soulmates, complete with the occasional space battle. We didn’t need a classroom; we’ve taught each other evolution, grace, and streetwise wisdom. Midnight conversations blossomed into galaxies of trust. Arguments transformed into motivation. Growth? Interstellar. Ours is a telenovela-style love—loud, loyal, and just chaotic enough. Unpredictable, explosive, soft where it counts, always ride-or-die. Where passion intersects with patience, instinct meets intellect, and loyalty is non-negotiable. No test, no title—just two celestial forces repeatedly drawing each other into orbit. Part scholar, part chaos, all heart. Gangsta for life, lovers until the stars burn out. This is our gallery: a visual mixtape of eight years in motion.
We weren’t made to be small....
Not perfect. Just powerful.
Rebels with a cause: each other.
Still curious. Still captivated
From notebooks to night skies — we’ve always been building.
The first "I love you" dropped at Made in America 2017 — somewhere between the music, the madness, and us getting real cray.
The glam, the grit, the deep-space softness. A love story penned in stardust and a few mixtapes along the way.
Unbothered. Unmatched. Unapologetically in it.
8 years, 0 chill.
Powered by love, memes, and mutual delusion.
Where galaxies collide, we began |||
Our love: lunar, loud, and legendary.
This isn’t chemistry — it’s combustion.
We don’t just love. We ignite.
Love like this doesn’t whisper — it roars.
They said tone it down. We turned it up doe in dis jawn
This is us. No rehearsal, all impact.
Warning: contains traces of hot mess.
He asked. The animals watched. The stars approved.
Evolved | not tamed||
Not a phase — it’s the becoming.
Beauty with bite. Brains with battle.
Didn’t come here to be understood. Came to feel everything
Still making bad decisions together — in matching fits.
Flirting with destiny since day one.
The universe showed up in animal print and a diamond.
In the middle of the wild — a stillness, a question, a yes.
A proposal written in stardust and witnessed by eagles.
Messy. Meaningful. Magic.
Learned to be my own moonlight. Now I glow on purpose.
Just two icons making each other late since forever.
Gravity never felt like this.
Stars aligned, then we set them on fire.
We built constellations out of moments.
From falling down hills to falling deeper in love.
In every lifetime, I’d still choose your light.
Built from passion, made to last.
Style. Story. Stardust.
From Philly to the land of stroopwafels — still making the sidewalk our runway.
He proposed. The giraffe blinked twice in approval.
Where the wild things are… and also, us.
Two lovers and one apex predator — who’s who?
Giraffes were tall, but the moment was taller.
Even the eagles were speechless.
For all the days along the way
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