smell and sound of a summer

Thinking about a love that insists on sinking teeth and claws into them and holding on with every fiber of your being. Something filled with deep adoration but laced with desperate want as you cling to them fiercely. Lovers whose affection holds an almost frantic need to clutch their beloved tight, to drop anchor in safe harbor and never, ever, ever draw it back up. Lovers whose need for constancy and steadfastness intertwine with a very real and potent affection. I think about it often for characters who have known grief or loss or abandonment, where the intensity of their love becomes something almost violent in its neediness, something fierce to mask the fear underneath. Things have slipped through their fingers before. Please don’t let this be one. Please stay. Please let them make a home here, without fearing what comes next.

sunshiney characters who adore the mean grumpy character, platonically or romantically, but not DESPITE them being mean as if that isn’t who the other “really” is deep down. they love it. they think the other is the funniest cleverest most delightful person alive

if the sunshiney character doesn’t have to cover their mouth up trying not to laugh at every sharp comment, completely altering how everyone else thinks abt the sunshiney character, then what’s the point

number one rule! never believe ur thoughts after 10 pm . unless its about The Character then believe all of your thoughts wholeheartedly