Was Sitting Cross-legged On The Ground Applying My Mascara Last Night When I Finally. Mind Body And Soul.

Was sitting cross-legged on the ground applying my mascara last night when I finally. Mind body and soul. Let go of the whole “we COULD’VE been” mentality that has haunted me all my life. Like for the past month I’ve pretty much been stuck on this one boy bc “we could’ve been really cute” “we could’ve been something” actually no we couldn’t have been bc I don’t even know him that well and the version of him in my head doesn’t exist and it’s just time to let go of that (and of every other time I’ve extrapolated my own fantasies to someone, friend or crush or otherwise). If we actually could’ve been, then we would be. But we are not. Next .

quiet acts of love that make me cry 🫂

prompt list by @novelbear

always giving the other the first bite of their food

^ or the last bite

gently resting their head on their shoulder when taking a picture/peeking at something

kisses. on. the. tip. of. the. nose.

zipping or buttoning their jacket for them

when they follow the sidewalk rule :(

^ like imagine realizing it as they gently take the other's wrist and guide them to the other side...omg

waiting until they safely reach the front of the door or get inside before driving off

"did you eat today?"

softly dusting crumbs from their cheeks when eating

^ or even better: kissing it off

"wear a jacket, it's cold out."

watching a movie or show that they know they're interested in.

^ not because they asked them to, but to be able to engage in more conversation related to it when they adorably ramble on and on.

doing their makeup for them

"i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?"

keeping a few of their favorite snacks in the house for when they visit.

opening the door for them or pulling their seat out before they sit down

lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos

absentmindedly playing with their hair at all times

fixing their clothes a little for them when noticing something is off

i'm evilly excited to write this next scene in my book that i have to take a short break. when i say EVILLY excited i mean i have a maniacal grin on my face.

nothing good is about to happen

@glorious-destruction @orphicpoieses

i need someone to hold me in their arms, tell me that they're mine and give me forehead kisses

falling in love ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡.

contents by @bonbonbee

the silent eye contact from across the room.

^ & the flirty glances especially when there are people around

always turning their head if your name is mentioned

will always eventually turn the conversation topic to you

immediately looking for your reaction once telling a joke

^ caring how you perceive things

cares for your opinions more than their own

the first smile you share.

^ not a small half-smile, a real smile. differs between a hearty laugh, a beaming smile with their teeth, or the smirk after a kiss.

slowing becoming like each other

the subtle things they notice.. become not so subtle.

^ "i've always loved the freckles on your cheeks, and your eyes, and your lips. no i just like you."

finding things that remind them of you.

"i like this candle." "i know." "how?" "it reminded me of your perfume."

being shy around each other

"why are you so jittery?" "i just saw _____, they're so beautiful."

denial. realization. obsession.

^ their responses to falling in love w/ you, sometimes in that exact order.

denial: "whaaaaattt, i don't like _____..." "yeah, and i don't breath oxygen."

realization: all the butterflies in their stomach, why their gaze always falls on you, the urge to seek your approval.

& good ol' obsession.

So Sally Jackson dropped a match in a milkshake and immediately Poseidon showed up

Which means that her milkshake did in fact bring all the boys to the yard