#true feelings

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[uaravsh]

"I'm not the type to cycle in and out of relationships. I experience true connection rarely and would never dare settle for less. I'd rather wait a lifetime in isolation for something that genuinely captivates me, than rush into something shallow or ordinary just to feel needed."

- Beau Taplin, "The Revolving Door" (@uaravsh )

[xtom-darling-x17]

True Feelings

- Marcus Baker x Reader fluff.. slightly angst

Summary - Marcus shows his true feelings towards you after everything this month.

Word count - 2122

You were sitting on your bed doing homework, Your mom was out with your brother which you're thankful for.. you didn’t need anymore distributions.

“Why? Maths gotta be so hard,” You mostly say to yourself, however a little birdy heard through your window.

“I could help you,” Marcus Baker, the boy next door. Ever since he laid eyes on you he can’t help himself not climb into your window almost every day.

“Wtf, what are you doing here!” You nearly screamed, Paper flying off of the bed, “You made me jump,”

“Mm,” he hums, listening to your voice as he picks up your maths paper off of the floor to give it to you.

“Thanks,” You whisper, with a small smile taking the papers out of his large, callous hands.

“What?” You ask, nearly giggling. Marcus’s eyes are boring into yours with hope knowing he should have made a move before but he was too scared for his feelings to be destroyed.

“Mar,” You began, him taking you by surprise as his hand tucked your hair behind your ear as he pressed his rough yet soft lips to yours.

You immediately close your eyes, following his lead by running your hand through his hair and the other on his jaw line, kissing him back.

“What was that?” You breathily asked, after pulling away, Marcus gulps.

He wants to run away, go back out of the window away from all of this chaos. However, he will stand his ground of fear because his heart aches at looking at you, not being able to touch you or to make you his.

You feel like you've been running around in circles with Marcus ever since you two both had sex. You being the new girl, dumb enough to kiss the first guy that interacts with you.

You both took it with a pinch of salt until you ended up being friends with Max, his twin sister.

That day Max invited you over for the first time. You were in her room together until she left to go to the bathroom. Not thinking much of it, you were still typing things on your laptop until Marcus came in the room.

Looking up, your breath hitched as Marcus came close rather quickly. Without a second glance he cups your jaw, smoothly kissing you passionately. Even though you had no idea why he did that, you ended up kissing him back in the moment.

“Weed?” Marcus grins, showing you the bag as he pulls away from you. You seem to shake your head, confused.

You remember you were thankful that Max came back screaming at her brother to get out. Her saying sorry for him talking to you, you didn’t have the guts to tell her that it was everything but talking.

Since then you are talking, sometimes you get a kiss or two off of him but nothing close to this ever since the first time.

“I want to hold you,” Marcus lets his words out, weirdly as he lifts you up, putting you onto his lap.

You didn’t say anything against it. secretly, wanting him to show you any type of fluffy affection other than kissing.

You sigh happily out of content, Marcus ears picks up on your little sound.

“You like that pretty girl?” You can feel Marcus’s smirk as he nozzles his nose to your ear. You feel butterflies through your tummy at hearing the pet name.. he has never called you such things.

“You like that don’t You?” He kisses your temple as his arms wrap around your waist tighter, making you sink more into his chest.

You let out a small hum to his question, his fingers run along your hair again.

You know it might take a while for him to speak but that’s definitely ok, you got all the time in the world for him.

The maths homework is long forgotten as you sit in comfortable Silence, enjoying each other’s warm embrace.

Marcus knows he should tell you about his true feelings, right now! Even more right now. You are sitting gorgeously on his lap, head on his shoulders yet his lips won’t move into words.

You feel him shake against you, startling you as he is in deep thought.

“What’s wrong? Marcus..” You run your hand through his hair to try and calm him down, he squeezes you tight.

“Hey, it’s ok,” You hug Marcus into a full hug just as tight to let him know you here, “It’s going to ok, I’m here for you,”

“I don’t know how to express my feelings to you,” Marcus let’s put a painful sigh, “I really, really want to tell you how I feel towards you,” his breathing calms down, he talks feeling your fingers through his hair.

“Marcus you tell me your feelings when you are ready,” You kiss his forehead, giving him comfort like he does to you when you are crying.

Marcus lifts you up with him, laying you guys on the bed as he pulls you into his chest.

He turns around to face you, “No, I want to tell you now!” He gently grabs your hand into his own, looking at you in your beautiful orbs.

“Then don’t be afraid to tell me,” You look up to him with a gentle smile, “You won’t hurt me, pretty boy,”

Marcus smiles at the cute pet name that he has started but you're using it for himself this time.

“What?” You break into a grin, smoothing his hair out, “Nothing,” Marcus tries to deny.

“Is it because you like being called a pretty boy?” You lick your lips playfully, teasing him.

He sits up a little towards you, giving you a single glance from your eyes to your lips, “Shut up,” Pressing his lips to yours softly.

“I want to tell you,” Marcus pulls away, “And you can kick me out of your room, say I’m no good or anything but I can’t stop thinking about you..”

Marcus runs his hand through his hair, “It’s all you, my mind keeps me awake thinking of you, I can’t get enough of-“ You cut him off by kissing his lips full of passion as you see what he is trying to say.

“Of you, Pretty girl,”

“I can’t stop thinking about you, either,” You go back in for another soft kiss on his lips.

“I want you to be my girlfriend,” Marcus closes his eyes, you feel him getting nervous.

“Are you sure?” You take his hand, softly rubbing it.

“Yes, will you be my girlfriend?” Marcus plays with your fingers, waiting for your answer even if it is 0.2seconds.

“Yes, Marcus,” As soon as you said those words Marcus lips were on yours.

“You have a beautiful smile,” Marcus boops your nose, giggling, “You have got a beautiful giggle,” You tease, smiling.

“Marcus,” You gasp giggling as you feel his hands tickling you, “No,” You laugh, trying to tickle him back as you crawl off of the bed.

“Pretty girl come back I want to tickle you more,” He manages to get hold of you, lifting you up on the bed again as you laugh together.

“God I fucking love you,” Marcus let’s out as he pins you playfully to the bed, the laughter dyes down when the Realisation hits the both of you.

“Wait, you love me?” You question.

“Fuck, I’m such an idiot,” Marcus gets up to walk out of your door.

“Marcus?” You furrow your eyebrows, following him. You hope that your mom and brother haven’t come back, this would be very bad.

Marcus locks the door to the bathroom, spraying his face with water as he reminds himself that he Potentially fucked things up.

Asking you to be your girlfriend is one thing but saying that he loves you is another.

“Marcus, it’s ok,” You sigh against the door, releasing that he locked it, “Don’t be ashamed that you said Love you,”

Marcus opens the door, “Why?” He tilts his head intrigued, staring intensely at you, “It is a dumb thing to say when my feelings are on the line,”

“I’ll tell you if you come out, stand in front of me and not hiding behind the door,” You Clarify, seeing half of his face shift unsettling, “Mar, I know you're scared but can you please let me explain,”

Marcus moves into the hallway with you, letting you take his hand.

“It is not dumb, you shouldn’t be ashamed either because I love when you tell me your feelings,” You say sincerely, rubbing his hands again for comfort, his orbs boring into every word you say out of your mouth.

“Saying what you just said, I love you so much too you Idiot,” You smile, feeling Marcus relax but still confused as he processes the whole situation.

“You?” He points to you, you nod, “Love me?” You giggle as he points to himself.

“Yes, how is that so hard to believe?” You furrow your eyebrows, you are full of love towards this boy that you are so gratefully blessed with everyday.

You understand that he went through a lot since the past few months, it’s hitting hard. Maybe he doesn’t believe that a broken person can be loved, you are a broken person too.. So how can he love you?

However, you believe in this guy because not only he held and showed you great adventures of taking your mind off such things.. but he does it with pure love and passion. Even if he doesn't realise that he is capable of having those traits, you know.

“I do believe you, I just thought..” Marcus takes a pause, looking at you while he takes your hair to play with it, “I thought that I won’t be loved back, it will destroy me.. better to stay away from a real relationship than getting your heart broken,”

“Why didn’t you think you was going to be loved back?” You pressed him gently, Marcus knew you care, knew you loved him. You won’t be able to help any further if you don’t know the truth.

“Because I’m broken..” Marcus, let’s out your predicted guess.

“I see who you truly are.. Marcus.. every single day, how can I not love you?” You reassure him, “You are a real spark to a flame,match sticks to the fire, you glow!” You take his toned jawline into your hands giving him an unexpected well deserved passion kiss onto his lips.

“I know people think you can fix a person but you can’t, I’m not going to be sorry that I can’t fix you, Marcus but,” You kiss his cheek to reassure him, “I can help you get through said things such as be here to take care and the time to support you, love you unconditionally and to ease every step you take,”

“And that is why I love you, Y/N.. you” Marus picks you up, spinning you around as you squeal his name.

Going back to your room, you're glad that you sorted things out without your family coming into the house to watch. Explaining things is so hard.

Marcus held you in his arms, drawing soft small patterns on your arm.

“Thank you for being patient,” he hums, smelling your scent from your hair.

“Always,”

“Your hair,” he sniffs again, “Smells really good,”

“Why are you smelling my hair?” You laugh, snoozing into him more.

“What can’t I smell my girlfriend now?” Marcus raises his eyebrow, smiling just as much.

“Idiot

“Your idiot,”

“I suppose so,” You agree, shifting under the covers to get comfortable once more, you are like a starfish In bed.

Doubting Marcus actually knows that..

“I should get back but I’m not going to,” Marcus closes his eyes, “Your too comfy,”

“Oh.. I see how it is!” You playfully tut, “Using me for comfort now, are we?” You giggle.

“No at all,” Marcus shook his head, “I’m using you as a pillow,” he sticks his tongue out as he corrects you.

“My, my.. you have a lot of guts.. sir,”

“Not as much as you,” Marcus kisses you gently, letting out a cute yawn as he falls back onto his back.

“You should get back, I don’t want you getting in trouble,” You run your fingers through his hair.

“I know but I want to actually sleep with you, I’ll deal with the consequences later,” Marcus clings onto you under the covers, letting himself drift off to sleep as you except the fact you can’t not let him stay.

You close your eyes, snuggling closer, “Goodnight,” You kiss his forehead.

“Mm, Goodnight,” Marcus smiles, kissing your forehead before closing his eyes again smiling.

[stareastsea]

Yizhan's True Feelings as Wangxian (1) 💚❤.

[tierra-tee]

This art shit gotta come from your soul

[mysticwolfentertainment]

Me actively trying (and failing) to suppress the sudden urge to binge watch four seasons of hermitcraft:

[randik-86]

Give me a chance to get to know you,

Let me introduce you to a world of beauty and pain,

Show you the different nuances of love and hate,

Making you into a us, as that is what true love is all about...

©️randik86

[euesworld]

"Ink spills from my veins, poetry pours from my brain.. words fall from my lips, as every love letter gets sealed with a kiss. Ocean waves flow from my warm heart in tender waves of love, as the the solemn moon sighs so softly from up above.. I would pluck you a bouquet of stars if my fists weren't full of sunshine, we could walk through a dark garden lit only by moonlight. But I couldn't never keep my hands to myself, to be with you is like being granted three wishes from a giant wishing well.. sit a spell, cause I heard a little Birdy say you were expecting mail. Just sit for a little bit miss, and lick your lips wet cause what did you expect, just a little bliss.. your letter must be sealed with a kiss."

I licked that letter myself, maybe she will press it to her lips - eUë

[soulinkpoetry]

When you read someone’s words and you feel them deep in your soul it’s as if you’re gazing into theirs.

.

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[rymiersnape]

Scarce

I said...

"I was too in love with you",

at that time

and you said...

"I can't love you, my feelings are scarce"

It's you the one who lost,

not me

because I was bringing a sincerity,

while you were only drowning in a lust

— rSnape

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I felt so much, that I started to feel nothing.

[lettersonyourscreen]

ɪᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴡ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀꜰʟɪᴇꜱ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ ᴀᴄʜᴇ.

[candylandtimelord]

Ok, I’m not going to lie. One of my most favorite moments in all of Star Wars is at the end of ROTJ when Anakin appears as a force ghost. A ton of people took a massive shit on it (toxic much?), but it was truly a beautiful moment. After all the suffering, anger, heartbreak, loss, etc. during his time as a padawan and as Vader, we finally find the innocent little boy we met in Phantom Menace who was lost to the dark side found in the light and redeemed. Following The Phantom Menace, that same boy is seen in black and shrouded in darkness. In ROTJ, he appears as a force ghost, redeemed as he is dressed in traditional Jedi robes (appearing in light clothing we hadn’t seen him featured in since Phantom Menace, before he was seduced by the dark side). I love it. It brings me pure joy.

[gemini-sensei]

Feeling really shitty today, about a lot of things. I don't want to leave the house but I have to.

I feel silly and stupid for worrying about any of this even though my body image has been tied to my self esteem for years, my anxiety is slowly climbing because of the DMV, and I feel guilty for even thinking about food.

I feel like I have to magically get myself together but that's literally impossible rn. I just have to go to class and act like everything is fine when my head is full of so much doubt. I'm hurt, I'm unmotivated and uninspired, and it fucking sucks.

[agapoulinikekaki]

Don't ever be afraid to show people your true feelings, tell them how you feel. 99% of the times people are just negatively affected from the rest of the world, holding them back from what the true meaning of life is, from being free. You have nothing to lose just do your best and don't forget to smile. :)

[latenightpillowtalk]

“I am yours. Don’t give myself back to me.”

-Pretty please. :)

@blossombutterflyandpixiedust