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(Hello everyone, this is my first time posting on tumblr and sharing my writing. This one here is a poem and this is a first poem I wrote so hope you like it :) )
This Was Supposed To Be Sensual
By: Me
The title of this was written, “How Did It Feel.” I was gonna write how you felt melted all over me, and that I was on Cloud 9 since I knew the phrase, but didn’t know what it felt like. The exciting adrenaline running through my veins, my blood rushing, scorching my insides. But that feeling soon died. I had thought I finally found someone comfortable to touch and feel me, appreciate me a bit, but I guess that wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted the full experience; skipping the two hour ride and hopping straight on the rollercoaster. I thank you for being slow, patient at first. Your heart was pumping blood, and as was mine. I guess it wasn’t enough though. There were minor breaks in between, complications. The controls were broken? No, they shouldn’t be. Even though they haven’t been navigated, it’s always kept clean and protected till now. We finally did one ride, and I know you wanted to do the others, and so did I, but the ride kept stopping and breaking. I kept apologizing and you said it was okay. I know you were trying to comfort me, but was it really okay?
Isn't this the truth though ~
Once we start loving ourselves, people no longer seem good to us unless they are actually good for us.
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I saw him today. His laughter was music, the kind of music you’d never get enough of, the kind that you will always remember and smile to, the kind that makes your day, the kind of laughter wherein when you wake up to it you’d always have a good start, the kind that could have you sleepless at night and make you sleep peacefully - both, at once. The kind that makes you fall in love. But now is too early to fall in love again.
- 1/365
I just realized how growing up in a toxic environment completely changes our minds, it makes us grow up earlier, develop insecurities that a child shouldn't have, it's so frustrating to see parents doing THEIR DUTY as parents, and wanting their children to be immensely grateful for it, making their children think they owe something to their parents, like what the hell is this?
did anyone hear the sound of my heart breaking
𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 | yoongi
𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 min yoongi / reader royal guard au genre: angst words: 3.2k
Imagine the first time they say I love you. Imagine them shouted at top volume, in the middle of an argument, never meant to come out that way.
warnings: cursing, guard yoongi, major character deaths, violent deaths, graphic details
a/n: very inspired by game of thrones (the ending of the story).
Growing up, Yoongi had rarely thought of anybody other than himself. He was selfish, arrogant, cold and standoffish to his friends and family, brooding in his chambers and isolated from children his age. And so, really, he can’t complain about the fact that his father got fed up by his antics and sent him to a facility outside of his village, grooming boys into men, men into Gods who would later serve Lords and Ladies. Yoongi had never expected to go up in the world, but he did; quite possibly, Yoongi had the biggest task on hand after his graduation- like every great Kingdom, there was a monarchy. And, as it so happened, their princess was in need of a protector.
He’d been doing that since he was nineteen, standing like a shadow behind the young princess and watching without judgement as she cried, as she obeyed, as she writhed under the stares of suitors and yells from the monarchy behind closed doors. Yoongi was still selfish, despising the King and Queen and at the same time, needing every moment of his life to be by your side, making sure nobody hurt you or even thought of touching you. Princess Y/N, the only daughter and heir to this Kingdom; his Princess and his life, who he’d do anything for.
Should the city fall, Yoongi had a conditioned procedure and a network of exits, a well-known passage out of the city towards the Sacred Temple of the Anders, where he had trained meticulously for eight years of his life. Naturally, Yoongi had never felt the need to practise this with you; because this Kingdom was safe and secure, and would never fall under siege.
Of course, now, he curses himself; outside the window, Yoongi can see turrets of thick grey smoke rising to the sky and glimpses of flames inside shop windows, the screams of the people- by extension, his people- as they fled on foot, on horse, on all fours, escaping the flames and the gunshots and the arrows that were being shot from trees and dugouts, men on horseback.
“Your Grace, it is of paramount importance that we leave right this instant.”
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kiss me like the oxygen from my lungs is the only air you need, pull away as if you are being forced to.
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