Love Core - Tumblr Posts
There are moments when I catch glimpses of the teenager you once were in the man you've become now. A playful glint in your eyes during a pillow fight, the way you hum the melody from that first summer when you think I'm not listening. It's a sweet reminder that the core of our love remains strong and true.
—Flynn Caulfield
jade drew this for the ship crew to get them to stop fighting
it didnt work, but they appreciate the effort
I believe in nerd kid supremacy. I know they're socially awkward but they're real smart to give you unexpected kisses. Hold your hand secretly between your classes. Look up to you from their fat ass books. Help you academically. Try their best to impress you at everything. Afterall, nerd kids are the coolest to do so.
at the last breath your soul keeps looking for some dead lost portions of yours. You wreathed each and every corner of the place you called home. Magical box present at the most left side of your cupboard took your attention. The red box reminds you of someone and some precious days. You cannot hold the inner elation at finding something you already lost the memories of. The steady grip to protect the last pieces of your lover is breathtaking.
You smiled as the memories flashed about the box. How happy and blessed you felt when you got the most unexpected gift from the most expected person. You cannot content the feeling of starting your love life on the sweetest note. With the calmness you opened the old wood.
The torn and old petals of rose justify the trueness of your lover. You still preserved those blood red roses which hide a long brief love letter. Rusted pale sheet inked few portions about you yet the feelings are still freash. That love letter which you repeatedly read each time you missed your lover. The feeling of love is in air back then also and still now. The surprise box still carries your lover locket. You asked him for that. Believing in love started from wearing a piece of your lover. Blissfully you touches all your last remiances of your partner. The heart feels like a rose garden, filled with red roses and freash aroma. Yet the presence of thrones drag you to the reality of not sharing the acceptance of love again with your lover. He left the soul of the earth but you still have his soul inside you.
It's always been me tiptoeing to kiss you and not you bend down to kiss me.
you felt like the red blooming roses that I loved to hold on my birthdays; you felt like the sunrise that I waited for all nightlight; you felt like the gloss on my lips that shines more than my soul; you felt like the romcom movie that I always want to be a part of; you felt like the fresh morning breeze that awakens me; you felt like the cream berries that your tounge tasted last night; you felt like the butterflies in my stomach that I never knew been there; you felt like my favorite Cafe that always lift my spirit; you felt like those hidden art museums that nobody knows; you felt like the dark cologne that I always wanted to smell on a man; you felt like the love words on a novel that written by women for men; you felt like a warm hug on a breezy winter evening; you felt like a piece of my heart puzzle that atlast I found.
It's always been me tiptoeing to kiss you and not you bend down to kiss me.
Gojirin!
I uh... I ran out of regular paper... I'm working on getting actual sketchbook paper, it's just going to be a hot minute before then.
Cupid core
I saw this picture and now I wanna have cake so bad 😭😭
My house of stone, your ivy grows, and now I'm covered in you.