#romantic crap

[dameronalone]

i’ll be your percy jackson if you be my annabeth chase

i’ll be your clarke griffin if you be my bellamy blake

[sweetiecelin]

Okay, Hear Me Out

I know like it’s sappy or whatever but like I just wanna be with someone who i love hearing laugh.

Or the way their face crinkles when they look at something

Or the way their face wrinkles when their about to sneeze

or the way their eyes dilate when they look at something they love and their eyes just- just fill with love

It wouldn’t hurt if if we were doing something together and I just look at your eyes as they look at the flowers, and the bees- oh they love bees, if if im terrified of them, they love looking at me switch between terrified and frightened to nuturing and happy over a small ass bee.

Oh, they way they smile, its the best. It makes me feel like i’m witnessing heaven on earth y’know

But their voice.. don’t get me started, i love it its the best thing in the world, i cant even begin to describe it because i couldnt do it justice. When they whisper under their breath or or when they hum a song and hey end up singing no matter what.

Would it be so bad to like experience this?

[legionsuniverseodoodles]

"All I want " Happy Holidays!

[maid-of-the-golden-deer]

shit man even more than kissed i wanna be held and to hear someone mutter sweet shit to me and to feel my face turn red and ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

[insertcleverk-projecturlhere]

I suddenly got this really strong need to read a Mikorei fic that involves them kissing in the rain...

[creativefog]

Breathing songs

I sit in the room with the incandescent bulbs silenced, shadows may creep up on me but I don’t move. The child inside who believes the shadow monsters are here sits wide eyed, distracted by the stars. They rule the skies tonight. The soft glow from the distant burning giants in the cosmos leaves a silvery puddle on the duvet. I pull my toes into the safety. Tonight I am not scared.  The cicadas hum lovingly into the night. Tomorrow there may be clouds, hawks may circle and blot out the stars, the hush of the night may be filled with synthetic music. But I push that away. I am only safe from the monsters in my mind when I can sit quiet and safe under the stars.

One day I met the person who stepped through the cobwebs in the corners of my soul, dancing around silver strands. The laughter made my heart shiver in a golden liquid feeling; that I remember from when I was small, and the world was endless possibility. There was no discernible change, I was not wiser, funnier or prettier. I didn’t notice, at first, the fingerprints he left on my bones, hidden as they were under skin and sinew. I didn’t realise the shimmering of far off oceans in irises blue grey was there just for me. We tiptoed lightly in each others’ minds scuffing our toes through dust, watching memories swirl amongst the motes. the notes of muffled songs slumber in our chests. Over weeks and months I listen. I strain to hear snippets, a clear ringing chime one moment, somber slipping chords the next. Cloaked in velvety night I lay my ear against soft heated cotton and listen to the underlying rhythm. I learned you, and I think you were listening too.

In moments of salty slick heated despair, rolling down cheeks, puddling in  stomachs I claw for breath. I use yours which is stirring my hair, steady I breathe with you, for you. In moments where you are lost and empty I remember your song, I hum it back to you willing my voice to slip into your throat and soothe the hole it finds.

Because I know yours, its painted on the walls of my vocal chords. You’ve changed the colour of the dreams I breathe.

And I trust that when time comes and I lose my way wandering down the dim labyrinths of my mind; you’ll kiss my song back into me.

I am quiet and safe, you are my stars.

[simpleforestmoth]

DO YOU EVER JUST WANT TO CUDDLE SOMEONE SO BAD

[simpleforestmoth]

i want to kiss you the way the stars kiss the evening sky