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nakajimeow

WORDS/PHRASES TO USE INSTEAD OF

very:

extremely

strikingly

incredibly

overly

awfully

damn

dreadfully

totally

genuinely

unusually

highly

quite

talk/whisper:

speak

tell

chatter

discuss

gossip

converse

prattle

blab

mention

utter

chitchat

verbalize

mouthed

voice out

murmur

mutter

mumble

suddenly:

unexpectedly

out of the blue

all at once

without warning/notice

instantly

surprisingly

in a flash

out of nowhere

in an instant

like a shot

abruptly

on spur of moment

by surprise

before you know it

with one's guard down

look/saw:

watch

view

glance

glare

gawk

set eys on

stare

peek

gaze

glimpse

sight

scan

peep

eyed out

perceive

noticed

witness

these are just some words that are often redundant in texts but of course, these synonyms would still depend on the context of what you are writing. i will add more if i can !! you guys can also add more if you want to.

urfriendlywriter

" oh, shit. I'm in love with you ?? " prompts:

(feel free to use <3 @urfriendlywriter | req by @president--namjoon yall 6th, 7th omg 17th, and 19th yall tag me when u write! )

absent-mindedly playing with their hair.

smiling a little too much around them

wanting to do things for them [ie. gifts, surprises, writing letters etc etc]

having them hug you tight

them running into your arms

catching them lost in your eyes. AAAAH.

glancing at them when they aren't looking at you. and thinking oh shit im screwed for life.

wanting to capture that smile of theirs.

accidental touches and then thinking about it for days.

platonic forehead kisses starting to give u the feels. LIKE ITS SOMETHING MAGICAL.

"is that really all 'A' is to you?"

trusting each other with your lives.

when they aren't hesitant to defend you in your absence

they laugh at your 'not-so-funny' jokes.

always wondering what the other will do in your situation

"your smile brings me so much joy." >>>

tight hugs where both/either of you feel super safe in.

having them give something of importance to them for you, as a gift (ie. "oh this is a necklace my late mum owned.. she always wanted me to gift this to someone i cherish.. have it. :)" )

the moment of eye-contact from across the room that magically blurs everyone out of the world. it's just u two.

a third person pointing out how beautiful they're and suddenly you're seeing them in a different light (shalalallalaaa)

momdusa

From 3DBearnadette on tweeter...

fangorn-forest

her eyes were the sickly green of the sky before a tornado, and to his horror he discovered she could throw cows around just as easily

that-house

to his horror? weak shit. outta my way gayboy im boutta get it

that-house

all of our trobles seem so small from up here

sosuperawesome

Giant Plush Moth // Janin Creatures on Etsy

tempii

So i finished Blood Moon yesterday and wooow, what a game, it was amazing!🌚

Farro and Marco from @barbwritesstuff

soyrisotto

Let’s put a minor inconvenience in this story

What do you think will happen next?

(Part 6 of young hassius)

soyrisotto

It’s them

soyrisotto

Valentine’s date

soyrisotto

I don’t know about you but I think he looks kinda cute

This is part 5 of young Hassel and Brassius

soyrisotto

Valentine’s date

boykeats

The Strawberry Poem by Keaton St. James

(patreon)

[ID: poem titled ‘The Strawberry Poem’ reading,

“i tell myself that once i make it to tomorrow, i will get up with the gold glow of the sun, tighten my scarf against the restless cold, & walk to the nearest grocery store. i will buy the biggest box of strawberries i can find, sit on my kitchen floor, eat them with my hands all in one shot. like a child or like god, i will stain some things red on accident. & still the foam-mouthed seas will churn under the gaze of the moon, & cardinals with snow- brushed wings will nestle themselves into pine branches the way a heart nestles itself into the ribs, & still i will have my laughter, yes, even when pain fills up my pockets like stones. but isn’t that the miracle? i was close enough to the river to kiss it, & i went home anyway. home, where it is so easy to spill sugar on the counter, drop tea leaves on the floor, forget splinters of cinnamon sticks & find them later behind the kettle, your mess the proof that you were not a ghost here but a body, solid & awake & true. home, where it is so easy to make a big joy from a small strawberry, to hold that sweet- ness in your mouth, its red as bright as wanting. its red that says, & how much more joy can we hold in another year, another decade, a whole recklessly beautiful life?”

/end ID]