intp: syzygy (n) an alignment of celestial bodies istj: vellichor (n) the strange wistfulness of used bookshops infp: nefelibata (n) “cloud walker” one who lives in the clouds of their own imaginations or dreams; one who does not obey the conventions of society, literature, or art estp: clinomania (n) excessive desire to stay in bed istp: pluviophile (n) someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days esfj: eloquence (n) the art of using language in an apt, fluent way estj: petrichor (n) the pleasant, earthy smell after rain isfp: phosphenes (n) the light and colors produced by rubbing your eyes infj: sonder (n) the realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own enfj: limerence (n) the state of being infatuated with another person isfj: ethereal (adj) extremely delicate, light, not of this world esfp: supine (adj) lying face upwards intj: luminescence (n) light produced by chemical, electrical, or physiological means enfp: chatoyant (adj) varying in colour when seen in different lights or from different angles entj: denouement (n) the final resolution of a plot entp: defenestration (n) the act of throwing someone out of a window
INTJ: You are the coldest shard of ice, but also the hottest flash of lightning. You are the sofest velvet in a rose petal, and also the sharpest thorns underneath. You’re the terrifying depth to the ocean, and yet you are also the sun twinkling on the waves. You may be the sultriest summer day, but often you choose to be the quiet coldness of a winter morning. You are the calmest logic and also the roil of blood boiling under your skin. Of all these things, INTJ, you are a Paradox.
ENTJ: You are a screaming crowd, the rush of adrenaline pushing you further. The words I will not give up, a business contract with all signatures in place. You are droplets of blood-red ink, and the glint of sunlight off a reflective glass building. You are the gory beauty of a sunset before a storm, the soft certainty of a plant blooming each year. You are a mountain threatening to crumble, and a young tree that refuses to snap in the wind. You, ENTJ, are the confounding fluidity of Strength.
INTP: You are the rapid clicking of a rubix cube under clever fingers, the glint of dark steel, the soft sigh of rain on concrete. You are the flash of unexpected rage, the sound of a chair scraping against the floor as it is pushed hastily back. You are the flipping pages of a textbook, and the squint of eyebrows while reading scrawled writing. It is no wonder that you love asking questions so much, INTP, for you yourself are a Question.
ENTP: You are the flash of an old camera as a photograph is taken. You are the tinest licks of flame in a fireplace, and also the devastating blaze in a forest at the tops of the trees. You are a bright red canvas, washed over with every shade imaginable. You are the blackness of a pupil, going ever deeper in. You are the grafitti I see on street walls as I walk home at night, and the glimmer of icicles on a cold morning. You are the snapping of scissors being suddenly closed, and the sound of ripping fabric as it is pulled apart. You are the irregular motion of fingers tapping against the wooden table. You are both pleasantly warm and dangerously hot, ENTP, because you are Flame incarnate.
INFJ: I see the quiet strength in a mountain side in you, and yet I also see the dangerous temptation of a cliff face. You are the smooth rustling of a stream past rocks, but somewhere you become the roaring power of a waterfall. You are pure white sand and the burning heat on your feet from the sun; I see the softness of vanilla and also the sharpness of peppercorn in you. You are the warmth of the sun on one’s back, and the burning blaze of a desert’s surface. You are power in reserve and power in extremes, you are a dam holding back an entire lake and also the cracks threatening the stone deep beneath the surface. You are mocked as the ‘unicorn’, INFJ, but you prove yourself as something much deeper as the Moment Before a Wave Breaks.
INFP: You are the silken tinkling of water in a cave, and you are the echo of a terrified voice lost somewhere far beyond. You are gentle like a sheet of new paper, yes, but you are the stinging pain of a thousand inflicted papercuts. You are the burst of a flower blooming fast-motion on a camera, and you are the wilted petals underneath. I see the blur of water colours on the white of a desk, and also a room with no visible end or beginning. You are the sudden smile that appears for no reason, and the ugliest frown appearing like a storm. You are early mornings and quiet whispers, but most of all, you are Changes.
ENFJ: You are a mirage; the image of a shallow pool with a thousand feet of water underneath. You are dirt lining the cracks in one’s hands, and the threatening pull of mud under one’s feet. You are the purest feeling of happiness, and you are a maze with level after level. You are a bright blue shirt flipping on a clothesline in the breeze, and you are the flick of a light illuminating a dark room. You go many places and love to see new things, and that is well, for you are an Adventure.
ENFP: You of all others are a perennial favourite. You are the favourite younger sibling in a family, you are the warmth of protection glowing in one’s chest. You are waking up late on a slow day, and you are the beat of a song that plays during work. You are a child skipping rope on the sidewalk, and the wonder of a scientist testing an Element. You are pens scattered on a table in every shade of the rainbow, and the hopeless scrubbing of an eraser over paper. You are notebooks sitting in a shelf unused and half-finished art projects left for a soon-due essay. You, ENFP, are the Glow of Praise.
ISTJ: You are the crisp of white sheets being put on a bed. You are pancakes on a china plate, and black shoes polished to a shine. You are hair in graceful waves, and the graciousness of a smile. You are the furrowing brow of brewing anger, and the sudden splash of cool water on overheated skin. You are the beep of a heart monitor, and the prick of a needle on your finger. I see the quiet, far reaches of the ocean’s surface in you, and the grey shadow of sharks swimming somewhere below. You are not so easily stereotyped as boring, ISTJ; for you are Deep Water, slow to move and full of changes underneath unseen by those on the shore.
ISFJ: You are the glint of a sword being drawn free, and the warm smell of leather. You are the glossiness of a horse’s back, but also the sudden kick of fear. You are tiny smiles and curling fingers; a garden full of colourful flowers. You are the unexpected sting of poison ivy under one’s feet, and the soothing balm of chapstick over cracked, bleeding lips. You are a train rushing forwards, carrying thousands of pounds of cargo. You are the steady thrum of a heartbeat, a yellow ribbon wrapped around a present. You are still water in a vase, and the sudden frustration of broken glass and spilled liquid on the floor. Well are you called a defendor, ISFJ, because you are a Strong Wall, full of the tiny cracks that come with humanity and yet standing strong for all those who need you.
ESTJ: You are the click of an old typewriter’s keys, the soothing hum of a printer completing its task. You are a smile showing teeth, and the biting nip of the cold outside. You are the comfortable feeling of coming home, and a suitcase lying, half-packed, on the floor. You are the beautiful sound of a violin playing, and you are the sobs it so often draws out. You are an army of baked goods resting on a kitchen counter, and the smile on a child’s face. You are the secret desire for untested things, and you are a kind email directed at someone who needs it most. You are always accomplishing things, ESTJ, for you are an accomplishment yourself. Finally, you are spinning in a desk chair unobserved, for you are the Sense of Satisfaction.
ESFJ: You are the flick of long hair over shoulders. You are gift bags resting on the floor at a party, and the sparkling bubbles of champagne. You are the terrifying shriek of a hurricane and hands wrapped around a warm mug. You are striped colours on a wall and the ticking beat of a watch on one’s wrist. A lively tune on the piano, the blur of 3D movies without glasses. You are the feeling of wandering across a busy city at night, and shaking hands gripping each other. You are as delightful to some as you are strange to others, ESFJ: you are an Unexpected Surprise.
ISTP: You are bubbles rising in a beaker, a baseball slamming into a glove. You are the curl of lazy smoke, and the sheen of sunglasses in the daytime. You are the age-old familiarity of denim, and the crisp cleanness of a white t-shirt. You are a smooth voice making love to the microphone in your hand, and the faint rasp of a speaking voice afterwards. You are a comb moving through hair over and over again, and the yawn unrestricted by a covering hand in a classroom. You are narrowed eyes moments before a game, and the passionate sting of a sudden kiss to the mouth. You and your eagerness, ISTP, are the easy impatience of a Rumbling Engine, desperate to move.
ISFP: You are paint rubbed smudged on a nose, and freckles washed over cheeks. A whisper louder than any scream could be, steam rising from a cup of hot chocolate. You are the bright green of grass in the summertime, and the wilting curl as it shies away in the Autumn. You are a picture of two lovers hugging, their faces absolutely at peace. You are the tossing of a ship in a storm, and the glint of a seashell on damp sand. You are the trusting curl of a child’s hand in your own, and the flash of pain when one bites their tongue. You are Rafflesia arnoldii and Wolffia growing together in a field, some strange combination that manages to be beautiful. You, ISFP, are the Beat of a Dragonfly’s Wings, beautiful and fragile and quick to escape.
ESTP: You are a thousand screaming voices in a stadium, and also the shaking earth underneath. You are a building standing proud and tall, full of life and energy and bustling movement. You are a fist holding the ribbon attached to a medal, and the rumbling growl of a motorcycle’s engine. You are the sting of cold air in the lungs on an early morning, and sparks crackling off a bonfire. You are a tree in the woods, being hacked to the ground, and you are a weed growing rampant in an abandoned garden. You are a force to be reckoned with, ESTP, and a formidable one at that, for you are Determination.
ESFP: You are the twirl of a new dress in the mirror, and the shredding of fabric under a foot. You are a newly polished mirror and shards of a broken glass on the floor. You are the pettiness of envy and also the beauty of magnitude, the gloss over pictures in a magazine and the sound of feet moving on a dance floor. You are the excited shout of a new discovery, and the shattering loss of a loved one. I see the allure of a late night, and the glow of string lights in you, and the rapid beat of a lunar moth’s wings. It is easy to see why you have such quickness in everything, ESFP, for you are Movement.
It’s not that their love lacks depth, intensity or commitment – quite the opposite, in fact – but when an ENFP says they love you, you can guarantee their heart is turning a thousand miniature cartwheels every time you enter the room. This type loves the way they do everything else – passionately, fully and enthusiastically. The thought of you drives them wild and their ‘I love you’ roughly translates to ‘My heart is basically BURSTING OUT OF MY CHEST every time I think about you, which is approximately all of the time.’
ENTP: I’m fascinated by you.
ENTPs view relationships the way they view everything in their lives – as an exciting puzzle to be explored and investigated. This type falls into fascination with the people in their lives – wanting to learn as much as they can about them and piece together their intricacies. When this type says ‘I love you,’ they are not just promising to care for you, they are letting you know that they are absolutely fascinated by you – and that they want to spend a significant amount of time trying to figure you out.
ISTJ: I will maintain my commitment to you come hell or high water.
When an ISTJ loves you, he or she is in it for the long haul. So long as both of you are on the same page, this dedicated type is willing to put in a seemingly endless amount of effort to make a relationship work. ‘Love’ truly is a verb to the ISTJ, and when they tell you ‘I love you,’ they’re preaching their unshakeable commitment to you.
INFP: Loving you has become a part of who I am.
Love is a deeply personal experience to the INFP and they take the feeling anything but lightly. When an INFP loves you, they aren’t just concerned for your wellbeing – they feel all of your pains, your struggles and your triumphs as their own. Loving you becomes a part of their core identity and part of the way in which they define their very selves. When this type says ‘I love you,’ they are letting you know that the way they feel about you has infiltrated their most intimate thoughts and emotions.
INTP: I will never stop trying to understand you.
INTPs may not be the most showy or romantic lovers, but they display their devotion subtly – by consistently trying to understand their partner (and their needs) better. This type enjoys analysing and dissecting what makes their loved ones tick – and the more they love you, the more invested they will be in this process. When an INTP says ‘I love you,’ what they’re really saying is that they’re committed to getting to understand you better and better every day.
ESTJ: I will spend my life striving to provide for you.
ESTJs are extremely invested in the wellbeing of their loved ones. Though they may not be gushy or showy when it comes to their affection, they make sure that the people they care about want and need for nothing. When an ESTJ says ‘I love you,’ they are telling you that they plan to work hard to make sure your needs are met – in whichever way they’re able to – for as long as they possibly can.
ESFJ: I want the world to know that you’re on my team.
To an ESFJ, love means being in sync with someone – and committing to tackle life together long-term. This affectionate type adores showering their loved ones with care and attention. They want to shout it from the rooftops when they’re deeply in love – and when they say ‘I love you,’ they’re really saying that they aren’t afraid to tell the world that you’re together – because they plan to be in it for the long run.
ISFJ: I value your happiness as my own.
ISFJs are selective about who they fall in love with – but once they fall, they fall deeply and completely. This huge-hearted type takes on the needs of their lovers as their own. They genuinely find it difficult to be personally happy if their loved ones are distressed, and therefore take it upon themselves to provide diligently for the people they care about. When an ISFJ says ‘I love you,’ they are telling you that they are incredibly invested in your happiness – and that they want to help you achieve it at any cost.
INTJ: I see a future with you.
To the future-focused INTJ, saying ‘I love you’ is not just an expression of affection – it’s a promise. This type is highly selective about who they invest themselves in emotionally – and if they have allowed themselves to fall in love with you, you can bet they’re picturing you in their future long-term. When an INTJ tells you ‘I love you,’ they’re telling you that you’re someone they hope to have in their lives for a very long time.
INFJ: I trust you with my heart.
INFJs are both overwhelmingly caring and notoriously skeptical of others – which results in them being highly selective about whom they place their trust in. For this type to fall fully in love, they need to feel completely comfortable with their partner – and to believe that they are someone they could fit with longterm. If an INFJ says ‘I love you,’ they are letting you know that they trust you – and that they see a future alongside you.
ENFJ: I will never stop trying to make you happy.
There is nothing the ENFJ type loves more than fostering deep, supportive relationships with their loved ones. When this type truly cares for someone, there is nothing they will not do to make that person happy. If an ENFJ tells you ‘I love you,’ you can rest assured that what they really mean is, ‘Your happiness is my happiness from this point onward.’
ENTJ: I would do anything on earth to protect you.
ENTJs may not be particularly expressive when it comes to their emotions, but the truth about this type is that they would absolutely take a bullet for the people they are devoted to. When an ENTJ says ‘I love you,’ what they’re really saying is that there’s nothing they wouldn’t do to help you succeed and to keep you protected from harm.
ESTP: I want to be your superhero.
ESTPs are notoriously adventurous and daring – but what is underrated about this type is their protective and softhearted side. When an ESTP loves you, they will eternally want to swoop in to save the day when things are falling apart for you. This type shows love through action – and when they tell you ‘I love you,’ what they really mean is, ‘I will be here to care and look out for you.’
ESFP: I choose you.
ESFPs live in a world of people possibilities – so when they’re willing to settle down with just one person, you can rest assured that they aren’t just blindly falling for you – they’re choosing you. Deliberately and pointedly. An ESFP saying ‘I love you,’ is them saying ‘I prioritise you above other people’ – and for a type as people-focused as the ESFP, that’s no small feat.
ISFP: We are meant for each other.
ISFPs are cautious and slow when it comes to falling in love – but when they do so, it’s because they feel as though they’ve truly found their other half. This type craves a deep, soulful connection with their significant other, and they are not quick to hand out ‘I love you’s.’ When this type tells you those three little words, it means they truly see you as the person their life has been missing all along.
ISTP: I want to prioritise you.
ISTPs may not be showy romantics, but they can always be counted on to tangibly demonstrate their love. When an ISTP truly cares about someone, they don’t mind making a few compromises and rearranging their lifestyle in order to accommodate them. When this type tells you ‘I love you,’ they’re making a promise to prioritise you above the independent lifestyle they treasure.
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