Franz Kafka 🥀

I love so seriously. When I say I love you, I mean it with more of me than you can imagine. It breaks me when people play along, and I learn it was just a game to them. Don't get me wrong, I am all poems, and romantic notes, flowers, candies, inside jokes, personal little games, but if I give you my heart, it is all vulnerability and trust. I'm letting my walls down so I can give you the love and the me I feel like you deserve. I'm letting go. I'm holding on for dear life. I'm tired of being heartbroken because everyone wants to pretend to offer that kind of love, but nobody's actually delivering

@promptsh20 brings you:

“Can we just stay like this?” A deep cuddling prompt list.

Digging at each others clothing in search of skin to feel even closer.

Tracing scars and pressing into beauty/birth marks.

Quietly waiting for their breathing to sync.

The silent agreement to only speak in whispers and murmurs.

“I’m sorry, I’m probably suffocating you.” “No, I don’t mind. If I do happen to suffocate, just know I died happy.”

Pecks and nose grazes over all areas of exposed skin.

“Do you want to cuddle?” “Yes, a million times yes.”

The small inkling of panic that the other may leave when they shift positions and then the relief when that’s all it was.

Falling in and out of sleep holding each other and admiring the other while they sleep.

“I needed this.”

Shared excitement over the prospect of a cuddle session after a long day.

One throwing their limbs over the other and the other holding them in place.

“I don’t really want to get up. I’m so comfortable right now.”

Rubbing gentle circles over the other’s back/lower back.

“Is this okay?”

Resting their head on the other’s chest and feeling completely relaxed by their heartbeat.

“I look forward to this everyday.”

Holding and cradling their face to study it, perhaps noticing something new. Something else to love.

“It’s that time already?”

Neither moving for hours, unless it’s to give the other a kiss or to move closer.

“Do you want me to hold you closer?” “No that’s not it, ugh—I just want to curl up inside you. Is that weird?”

Setting up or prepping a place together for cuddling purposes .

“Cuddling has never felt like this. I honestly feel like I’m melting into a puddle and my brain is mush. Or is it just this way with you?”

Heavily doting on each other, feeling lucky seeing the other vulnerable like this, even just knowing them like this.

“I’m sorry, I can’t do anything that’s going to take away from the cuddling.”

Helping each other find a comfortable cuddling position, it doesn’t take very long.

If by any means the other has to get up, a series releasing and detangling ensues.

“Oh my god, your such a cuddle bug.”

Being so wrap up in one another they forget about important bodily functions for example, hunger.

“Ah, there you go. Safe and sound, hm?”

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Unfortunately, people have a right to decline your love no matter how pure your intentions are. You are not what they want, and that's okay.

No because pride and prejudice isn't "I changed myself for you so you would love me back." It's "your blatant rejection and disdain for me made me realize things about myself no one had ever been bold enough to tell me so I sat down and evaluated all my behavior patterns and why they came about and came to the realization myself that I had to work on myself. Also I don't expect you to love me now that I'm a work in progress, so I'm just going to do nice things for you because I don't like seeing you hurt." No wonder P&P fans refuse to settle.

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

My pen has fallen in love with you.

Letters, Franz Kafka

Red Letter No. 8 by Jen Mazza