being individuals together is so intimate. let’s read different books but curled up next to each other, let’s visit a coffee shop so you can study & i can write, let’s just be near each other
not to be nsfw but i wish someone was playing with my hair and giving me sweet kisses on the cheek and forehead rn
The being a vampire to LGBT+ pipeline
#it’s a raylla thing
oh to be called "my love" by your favourite person in the whole world
“You imagine a world where the two of you can go out to dinner together on a Saturday night and no one thinks twice about it. It makes you want to cry, the simplicity of it, the smallness of it. You have worked so hard for a life so grand. And now all you want are the smallest freedoms. The daily peace of loving plainly.”
— The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (p. 176)
Netflix, blankets, rain on the window, movie on the background while we’re making out and all cuddly.
Need that.
Imagine a girl sitting between your legs, leaning against you as you run your fingers through her hair, and watch a mindless movie, which ends with you both asleep and cuddled up together
Me: *flirts with girl*
Her: *flirts back*
Me: *was not expecting that and am now panicking*
i grab your hand in the grocery store. i kiss you in the back to school section of target. somewhere in between the water filters and the paper plates, i slide my arms around you from behind, pulling you into me. i can’t keep my hands off of you. i need everyone to know that you’re mine - not that you belong to me, but that you chose me. that you love me. that i am the luckiest woman in the world and i will never be anything but lovestruck and proud.