Read, Write, Watch, Repeat.

Total Dieheart Fangirl and Proud Bibliophile

[storyiwillneverwrite-blog]

I just want to be good at something,” she says dejectedly. “I mean, you’re good at football and basketball, and everyone else has something they’re just really, really good at. But I don’t,” she continues, then sighs. “Shut up,” he says, turning to face her. “You’re good at lots of things, and you know what you’re the best at?” By this point he’s close enough that she can practically taste the mint gum on his breath. “What?” she asks. He brushes her lips with his. “You,” he whispers, “are really fucking great at making me fall in love with you.

excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via storyiwillneverwrite)

[storyiwillneverwrite-blog]

Sometimes I wish I could forget everything,” she sighs. “But you’ve got me,” he points out. “Would you want to forget about me?” “Everything except you,” she says, correcting herself. “Well, maybe I can make that happen, if only for a moment,” he murmurs, nuzzling her neck. She smiles, then whispers, “Go ahead.

go ahead. (via storyiwillneverwrite)

[crinkled-hellos]

[imethimandtherestishistory]

Friendly Dancing

I met him through a friend. We were introduced at the place where I swing dance every Thursday night and my friend walks up and takes my hand, putting it in the hand of a guy he was dragging behind him. “This is —–, dance with him.” He said. So we danced. And his friend was better than he was. We practically danced the night away. “So, you’re a music major right?” This guy asks. “Sure am. How could you tell?” I laughed, was it obvious somehow? “Well if the passion in your eyes hadn’t given you away, our friend certainly did give me the low down on you.” “The low down huh? What’d he tell you?” “That you’re beautiful, obviously true. That you’re a music major at bethel university. That you’re an incredible dancer. That you have the best laugh and cutest smile. Not to mention the freckles and jokes.” “Ah yes my jokes” I said, laughing. “He read a few off of your Facebook. You’re hilarious.” “I like to think so!” “I think if I hung around you enough I’d know what true joy is. Wanna go for a walk?” And like they say, the rest is history.

[sheriff-caitlyn]

"How we first met"

She is three years old, and walking through the house in the middle of the night for a glass of water.

She is four years old, and her grandmother’s cat pulls apart a struggling bird.

She is five years old, and she sees a man abuse a woman in an alley.

The same sense of uncomprehending terror pervades the air now, as it did then.

He extends his hand, and smiles. Soulfire flickers around him.

He doesn’t smell like death.

He smells like pain.

The Summoners keep him restrained, but she doesn’t get any closer. She certainly doesn’t shake his hand. She just stays frozen, staring, until he laughs and passes her by.

They think they have him caged. But I can see keys hanging from his belt.

She tries to remember how to breathe.

[ohmytia]

[scribblingwithstardust-deactiva]

If we lived in a storybook, I imagine we would have met by now. You and me, I could write us a hundred different love stories, a hundred different beginnings.  We could meet by the fountain in front of the library. You ask me if I believe in destiny and we let a penny decide if a coffee date is in our future. We could meet in the middle of June. I’m wearing my favorite white sundress and you have a smile that could give me sunburns. We could meet by accident. I’ll be apologetic running off a million ‘I’m sorry’s,’ and you’ll tell me not to be. We could meet today, tomorrow, in 23 full moons. I don’t have to know the ending, but given the chance we could be wonderful. Given the luck, at least we’d begin. I like to imagine all the possibilities, and I could dream it all in ink.

A scribbler // Dreaming in Ink (via scribblingwithstardust)

[humans-of-seoul]

“(Girl) I first saw my now boyfriend when I was riding on the subway. I checked his school uniform and searched for him on Facebook. It turned out that he was my friend’s friend. I got his number from my friend and kept on writing messages and deleting them until about 12am when I finally summoned up the courage to send it, however I didn’t get a reply. I was shaking so much that night, I couldn’t sleep. The next day though he replied. I don’t think I’ve had such a happy morning like that before in my life.” “(Boy) We really met by chance. I also didn’t realize that I would end up liking a girl like this.”

“(여자) 지하철을 타고 가다 제가 먼저 지금의 남자친구를 발견했어요. 교복을 보고 혹시나해서 페이스북을 찾아봤는데 제 친구의 친구였어요. 친구한테 번호를 받은 다음 문자메세지를 썼다 지웠다 반복하다가 밤 12시쯤 용기를 내서 문자 했어요. 근데 답문이 안 오는 거예요. 떨려서 잠이 오질 않았어요. 다음 날 답장이 왔는데, 그렇게 기뻤던 아침이 없었을거예요.” “(남자) 정말 어쩌다 만났는데, 저도 이렇게 여자친구를 좋아하게 될 줄 몰랐어요.”

[certifiedmultifangirl]

So cute❤️

[certifiedmultifangirl]

That hurts.

[certifiedmultifangirl]

GIRL MEETS WORLD....

Ava just said "Emma Weathersby" in their little "vows".... Taken Reference?¿

[certifiedmultifangirl]

Old picture, but I love it.

[certifiedmultifangirl]

You'll love her and she won't love you.

[snogfairy]

but imagine, really imagine your OTP….

leaning their foreheads together, completely out of breath after a long kiss

waking up together after their first time

as grandparents

holding hands romantically for the first time

falling asleep on the couch

staring at each other from across the room like the lovestruck idiots they are

meeting again after being separated for a year

being incredibly, absolutely, blissfully happy

having a mental breakdown after watching the other die

[chilladelphiaa]

youre safe as long as you dont imagine your otp slow dancing to ‘the way you look tonight’ in their pjs in the kitchen of their new house at 3am with their heads resting on each others shoulders if you do imagine that youre ruined im sorry

[baby-blue-bones-deactivated2025]

Okay but imagine person A of your otp picking up sleepy person B and carrying them to bed and person B just snuggles their face into person A’s shoulder you know on second thought don’t imagine that

[gameboygod-deactivated20190729]