butterfly in the stomach

when I was with other people, I started to think I might never be happy staying in a relationship with anyone because I always so badly missed the new, butterflies in your stomach, can’t believe this is happening feeling of kissing someone for the first time; but now I’m with you and every time I kiss you it still feels like the first time all over again. 


Butterflies erupt into your stomach as you watch the boy you’ve loved for years approach you. Rapid thumps of your heart beat against your chest as Wonwoo gives you a warm smile.

“ Hey Y/N” He said as he stares at you.

“ Hi” You manage to squeak, a red blush coloring your cheeks.

“ Wow, that’s it? That’s how you’re going to greet your best friend after not seeing him for over a year?” He chuckles. You smack his arm playfully, a pout on you lips as you stare up at the tall boy. “What’s that?” He questions, seeing an envelope peeking out from your sweater pocket.

“ I-It’s nothing!” You start to say, but Wonwoo already swooped in and took the letter.

“ Oooh, it’s for me?” He asks ripping it open. You bite your lip nervously as his eyes widen, reading your confession letter.

“ I wanted to give it to you before you left but I didn’t.” You said as Wonwoo avoids your eyes. “ Don’t do that Woo, say something.”

Wonwoo looks into your eyes, a sad smile on his face.

“ I don’t love you Y/N.”  

Soooo, I haven’t written anything and I’m so sorry!! This was from a short story I made like a year ago…ANyways school is kicking my ass but OMFG OT13 HIGHLIGHT!?!? 

-RI <3

20 Years ago today..

Her heart hurts a little today..

She remembers the girl she was when she met you..

Young, tender hearted, hopeful, oh so painfully naive..

She remembers the girl she was the first time she kissed you and the butterflies it caused to take flight in her stomach..

She remembers the first time you made love to her and the tornado of emotions and feelings it caused..

She remembers the day her name changed and the hope she felt becoming yours..

She remembers when it changed..

She remembers when the smile left her face..

When she became bitter and angry..

She remembers the first text she found, the first picture, the first email, the first girl who called to gloat..

She remembers the first time you slapped her, the shock, total disbelief, the bruises left on her neck, the feel of shame after you hit her..

The pain the first time you took what wasn’t yours to take in anger, the cruel taunts, the disrespect, the total lack of emotion as she lay used and broken..

She cried today..

In the silence of the car..with darkness all around, memories dancing with her demons..

She cried for the girl she was when she married you, the woman she became as your wife, the weight that has been removed and for the survivor she is today..


DCTV Ladies Appreciation Week: Day Four - Favorite Relationship (Romantic)
∟Alex Danvers & Maggie Sawyer “I was so stupid. I thought that… And I guess I was kind of right, that you came out for me. And that scared me. But life is too short. And we should be who we are. And we should kiss the girls that we want to kiss. And I really just… I want to kiss you.“


#But can we talk about the genuine nervousness that you can see Alec displaying? #How he wants to make this so good he doesn’t want to mess up #He doesn’t want Magnus to think he comes second or isn’t important he wants him to know that he’s so important in such a short time #And he’s always been shy and quiet and he doesn’t have the experience his siblings have #But by the angel he wants to do so good make the man in front of him so happy # Alec Gideon Lightwood is acting like a straight up 12 year old with butterflies in his stomach and its the cutest thing in the world 

Being in love is great, don’t get me wrong. The kisses, the “I miss you” hugs, the cuddling, the love. Everything about falling in love is what makes a person remember how great it feels to have butterflies in your stomach and to have your heart beat so fast that your chest is going to explode. Being in love with someone is amazing. But being in love with your best friend, god that is fucking the best thing I could ever ask for. Being in love with the person that makes you laugh so hard that you nearly have snot coming out your right nostril and makes your stomach turn inside out. Being in love with the person that you share secrets with and gossip about people with, the person that says “fuck her baby, she don’t know a damn thing” kind of best friend. The person that you can lay next to at night and can’t sleep until 3 am because you were talking about how people can’t learn their damn differences between they’re, their, and there, and then laugh about it. The person that you argue with about what kind of food you want to eat, or who’s going to be the one to get up from the bed and turn off the light. The person that you can lick their face and they won’t look back at you with a confused face, but sticks their finger up your nose. The person that won’t only being the shoulder to cry on, but the shoulder that will bring you back up and make you stronger than before. The person that will tell you whats wrong and whats bothering them instead of being distant and ignore the situation. Loving someone that you can share memories and laughs with, god it is beautiful. Being in love is great, don’t get me wrong. But being in love with your best friend, that is the most wonderful thing I could ever ask for.
—  I’m in love with my best friend
Fall in love with the way the Suns rays hit her eyes in a way that makes them look like honey on a summers day. With the way she giggles when you kiss her neck because it tickles. With how excited she gets when she talks about her passions and how her eyes glow and her voice gets all high pitched and happy. With the way she holds you when you feel like the world is falling to pieces and tells you that together you can weather even the toughest storm. With how when she holds your hand she rubs her thumb along the side of yours and you feel little goosebumps erupting on your skin like tiny volcanoes. With how when she kisses you it feels like you’ve come home, how the tiny butterflies in your stomach still flutter to the beat of your heart every time her soft cherry lips touch yours. With the way her eyes flutter as she drifts off to sleep and how she often utters your name in the midst of her far off dreams. With the way her mouth curls up into a crooked smile meant just for you and the way her laugh still echoes through your body even when she’s not there and how her heart holds so much love that it spills from her eyes in the form of precious stars that you hold inside the palms of your hands the way she holds your heart in hers.
—  inked-universe 

don’t mistake panic attacks for butterflies in your stomach. some people are just abusing and manipulating you. there’s nothing romantic about that

i’ll pretend not to know how you are doing when my friends ask me about you  
i’ll pretend not to miss you when that’s the only thing i feel
i’ll pretend that i don’t want to see you when everywhere i  go yours is the only face i look for
i’ll pretend i don’t think of you when i am all alone when you are the only thing on my mind
i’ll pretend that the butterflies i feel in my stomach when you text me aren’t butterflies but leeches trying to suck my blood
i’ll pretend i never wrote a word about you when you are the only person i have ever written about  
i’ll pretend i don’t feel anything for you when you are the only person that has ever made me feel  
i’ll pretend that you don’t mean anything to me when you are the centre of my universe, have been for longer than you should be
i’ll pretend that i don’t even like you when i am in love with you
—  i’ll pretend that i have moved on from you like i never ever held onto you // JustScribbledWords

can you imagine how excited even must’ve felt when he came into the room and noticed isak right there, sitting at the front? can you imagine the butterflies in his stomach? his heart racing a little? he joined the group to get a chance to interact with isak, but he didn’t know for sure that isak would show up. isak could’ve not been there. but isak DID show up, and after all this time, after only being able to look at isak from a distance and not getting the chance to actually talk to him, even knew that the moment had finally come. that this was all when it all begins. and i think even was probably smiling so big on the inside at that point and just trying to keep his cool and not let it show

you make waking up at 4 am worth it.
and waking up beside you makes the
butterflies in my stomach flare up.
exploding of orange and pink
as it overcomes my blues and purple.
just like sunrise. you are my sunrise.
your touch crawls inside my body.
tingling every inch of my temporal soul.
your baby blue eyes
gives me warmth and joy.
just like sunrise. you are my sunrise.
then you wrapped me in your arms.
your presence became my blanket of security.
i felt like home as we watch the world together.
then you said I’m the only one in
this world that matters.
then you kissed my lips
and i touched your face.
and our souls danced together
as we become one.
and when you look at me
you reach my deepest trench.
and when i look at you
i see an embodiment of paradise.
you said i touched your oceans.
i said you touched my skies.
and the world witnessed everything.
i am your twilight and you are my sunrise.
—  secnarfile