Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound.

© everlark


Okay, cool. Yeah, it’s somewhat refreshing to be more mature than others that are ten years my senior. [Smiles.] I like cups of tea with no milk or sugar, I don’t like clubbing much but it’s just stuff like that. But I’m not full-grandpa… I do like eighteen year old stuff too.


Tea without milk and sugar is like a human without a brain and heart, man! I’m kidding. I need milk and sugar in my tea. You’re very different to the people living here. Have fun fitting in is all I can say.


Thank you. I can only assume Benji is short for Benjamin? Which is a very nice name. [Nods.] Not necessarily old fashioned, just a bit more mature and I like older things. Like, I like knitting sometimes.


You would be very correct. Benjamin is my name, but everyone usually calls me Benji. Well, I guess it’s always nice to be mature. I can’t knit to save a life. What older things do you like?


Thank you dearly. I’m James. 18 at appearance and 50 at heart. 


Love that name, man. Always been a fan of the name James. Aw, you’re fairly young, wow. I feel slightly old. So you’re old fashioned?


Because I look cute? [Grins.] Nah, I’m not that cocky… I get this thing, where I get freezing cold, even when it’s hot.


That’s weird. Well the beanie looks nice anyway, ha. I’m Benji.


'M tryin' to figure out, if 'm one of those people who suit beanies? I think I look pretty cute.


Why are you wearing a beanie in this weather? It’s so hot man!


"You’ve got something on your nose," he grinned.

She rubbed her face self consciously.


"No, not quite." He smirked. "Here, let me."

She froze as he placed his broad hands on her shoulders and bent down so their faces were inches apart.

Using just his index finger he tapped her chin so she was forced to make eye contact.

Her breath caught and she blinked rapidly.

"Hold still." He told her with a seriousness that sent shivers down her spine.

He flicked something from the tip of her nose and leant back, looking satisfied.

She opened her mouth to say ‘thanks’, but he grabbed her waist before the words could come out, pressing his lips to hers.

She made a muffled sound of surprise and he grinned.

"I was lying. Your nose is perfect, but your lips looked awfully lonely and it seemed such an easily fixable problem I couldn’t help myself."

She flushed.

"I hope you didn’t mind too much."


- Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #13 (via blossomfully)

#i gotta stop reading these #likes #wants #alter ego


Love her with your fingers in her hair, pulling, pulling until she’s breathing in time with each thrust and jolt.

Kiss her hard enough to bruise and when she pulls away grab her waist so she’s never far enough to resist, so she falls asleep with your name on her lips and the feeling of your skin on her skin.

Touch her like she’s fire and you’re no longer scared of getting burned, as though being lost in her has made you braver than you ever knew was possible.

And when she looks at you, brimming with desire, slow down so her knees don’t give way and her eyelashes don’t flutter into oblivion. Slow down so the nails digging into your back and the heart pounding in your chest are brought to a halt.

Slow down and ask her what she wants, and watch her crumple in front of you like a thousand falling stars. Ask her again and watch her breathe your name over and over until the words are lost and she swears she’s never felt like this before.


- Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #33 (via blossomfully)

#likes #wants

#future future noah #likes #this is kind of what i imagine noah to look like in the future


He smiled.

"You’re the kind of girl people read about in fairy tales."

I scoffed.

"I don’t want to be a princess. I don’t need saving."

He cocked his head to the side and considered me for a second. I could feel his eyes on me and I looked up to meet his gaze only to look away again. Those grey pools bore into me and I shrugged the shivers off.

"You’re not a princess." He began, "you’re the side character who nobody ever gives a second thought to. You’re the friend who takes the fall; the companion who’s always second best; the under-appreciated, forgotten character. You’re softly spoken yet always opinionated."

He sat down in front of me and lifted my chin so our eyes met. I shook my head and he paused.

"You act so strong, so on top of everything. You’re the girl who no one knows even though they think they do."

And then he kissed me and my heart flipped.

"You’re the girl authors dream of. You’re the symbol whose so understated only the select few understand. I would never demean you by comparing you to a princess."


- Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #1 (via blossomfully)

#likes #alter ego

#baby girl #wants