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xsssy · 5 months
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The Godfather: Part III (1990)
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rawrrkiyomi · 1 year
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It’s a tad bittersweet seeing the person I like not know they have my heart in their hands, and see them next to you go on in their life. I  want to move on from this infatuation, I want to stop seeing your smile brighter than the winter sun, I want to stop looking at your figure when you walk, I want to stop searching for your gaze, but I also want to be the sun of your brightest smile, I want our figures to unite through our hands as we walk, and search for each others heart. 
Damn, J. 14 of January, 2023.
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scribbledbyshreya · 2 years
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Philip Sidney , 'Astrophel and Stella'
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oogly-oogly · 2 years
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Just an angsty-ish story idk this is the first time ive done anything like this hope you enjoy. Oh and this is kinda long so be warned
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It hurt me to see them come up to me every day with a gleam of hope in their eyes. To see them desperately trying to gain my attention and feelings. To try and win me over my gifting me things that i enjoyed and talked with me about my interests the they didn't quite get. I loved the thought put into all of it but i knew that this situation wouldn't end well. I felt a pain in my chest knowing i would be the one to break their heart and be the reason they deteriorated. But the one thing i will say is that i tried, i hung out with them got to know their friends, went over to their house in hopes to spark something but it never happened. They eventually confessed to me and it just confirmed my worst fear. I was at a loss for words and couldn't give them an answer right away even if i wanted to my lungs physically wouldn't let me speak. I hoped that they would take that as a hint and give up so i didn't have to say anything but they didn't. They came up to me the very next day with the same old smile and still talked and hung out with me waiting for my answer. Their friends said that i should except and that we would be cute while my only friend since the first grade said they thought it would be good for me. But i didn't want to give them fake feelings and lead them on i didn't want to be that person. I knew deep down i was though the longer i didn't give them an answer the more and more hope they would have and the more i would be leading them in the wrong direction. When it finally did happen and i declined their gift with a sad smile, i watched as their smile slowly faded and the tears well up in their eyes. I watched as they ran over to their friends and break down crying while a big pool of guilt bubbled in my chest. As time when on they would avoid me in the hallways, block me on all social media and their friends wouldn't even spare me a glance. I tried to return the gifts given i felt bad that they meant a symbol of their love that i didn't return. They told me to keep it though as a memory of them. I would give it to them i admired their persistence i really did but i didn't love them and i didn't want to except their feelings and lead them into a relationship where it would only be one sided. I just hoped they found someone else to grace with their presence. Later on we hit a spot where we started to talk and hang out again. I realized how much i missed them in my life but when i finally caught feelings and realized it, my wishes from earlier had come true. They moves on and were in a relationship and as much as it pained me they were happy and thats all i cared about. Even though it pained me to see them in a relationship i knew that i did what was best earlier on and i eventually was able to give up on my feelings and find someone else. My now to be lover, my everything... my best friend.
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nerdunboxed · 2 years
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Springtime Love Story
We sit under the blue sky, the colour of your bright eyes. Holding hands, fingers locked, our breathing warm, and souls longing.
Until the sun sets yet again, bleeding red like a wounded soldier, and blending shades of pink and orange slowly into the movie like landscape.
Emerald green grass, yellow tulips, my lilac dress with a satin sash, your crisp white shirt and cheap cologne - classic setting for a springtime love story.
Your lips tremble, eager to say a truth, about yourself, or me, or us. Crimson - indigo : the wounds on my soul. Don't shy away, tell me again. You don't feel the way I do.
I'll spend another night wondering how does one manage to not fall miles and miles into the pit of love when they lie in my arms all day, their hands all over me at night.
Maybe I am what's wrong, lacking. My love is crippled, it does not give you wings.
- Ak
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secshrimp · 5 months
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"wasted potential" you are still living!!! your potential is still here, you can carry on
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lovekismet · 3 months
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02/02 Friday, when I met someone and fell in love with him. My favorite memory.
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chuchaitiu · 17 days
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Feeling safe in someone's energy is a different type of intimacy. That peace of mind and security is very underrated and I cannot emphasize this enough.
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jayvespertine · 7 months
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– Juansen Dizon
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wolkenleere · 9 months
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And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.
Unknown
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writing-fanics · 3 months
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more than anything
Lucifer Morningstar x F!Reader
chapter i > chapter ii > chapter iii
[summary: Charlie Morningstar arrives in hell and meets someone from her dad's past when he was an angel.]
warning: mentions of depression: angst: seemingly unrequited love: loneliness: charlie might be ooc:
Charlie gasped her eyes widened with joy, clasping her hands together jumping up and down excitedly. "Are you Y/n?!" She asked, and the angel looked at her shocked, "You already know about me?" the angel looked at the princess of hell, in disbelief.
"Of course, I do!" She exclaimed, remembering the stories her father used to tell her about, [Y/n].
"My dad would tell me stories about you when I was little!" She said smiling, at [Y/n] who's body tensed up for a moment and her cheeks darkened a little. "Really?" She mumbled, under her breath looking away from the princess for a moment. "I thought he'd forgotten about me." She mumbled, her smile faltering for a moment. Before shaking her head. Forcing a smile on her face.
Charlie looked around the angel's office curiously, "So, your father?" said [Y/n], looking over at Charlie, smiling as she continued to look around the room. "So what did your father tell you about me?" She asked, and the princess of hell nodded.
"Good things I hope?" She said, and the princess of hell looked at the angel. "Of course, he said you were the only angel that believed in him." said Charlie, and the angel smiled reminiscing on times that have long since passed.
"We shared the same dream even adding some ideas onto each others, expanding on them. " said [Y/n], looking down her angelic wings seemed to go limp at her side as she frowned, "That was eons ago," She said, looking down.
Their conversation went on for what seemed like hours, the angel saw so much of the one she loved in his daughter. [Y/n] talked about Lucifer, and stories that he never told Charlie. Charlie watched as the angel's eyes sparkled as she talked about memories. [Y/n]'s heart seemed to swell, and then to suddenly falter back to sadness as she remembered, that she was to shy too scared to confess her feelings for the man she loved.
“You loved him didn’t you?” asked Charlie, and the angel looked over at her in shock and smiled softly, and chuckled softly. “Loved?” said [Y/n], and she smiled her eyes closed as she turned towards Charlie. “I still love him?” She said, her smile forced.
She said, “I couldn't bring myself to tell him,” She wrapped her arms around herself, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh. “I was afraid of ruining the friendship we already had.” She said, placing her hand on her head her thumb resting on her cheek, as she turned away from Charlie. Letting out a sigh, “I-If he didn’t accept my feelings, I didn't wanna lose what we already had." She bit her lip nervously, and turned back towards Charlie.
“S-So I didn’t." She said, looking at Charlie. The Princess of Hell, could see the sadness and loneliness in her eyes. Eyes that were filled with so much regret, "So, I watched as he fell in love with another." Her voice cracking slightly, clearing her throat she continued.
She pursed her lips inward, "Did and said nothing as he was banished to Hell," She looked down, "But, I can't take back what happened eons ago." She said, forcing a smile on her face as she looked at Charlie.
"So tell me about this Hazbin Hotel, I've been hearing so much about?" She asked, curiously and Charlie's eyes lit up. "Your father, wouldn't of set up a meeting with Heaven, without a reason." She said, and Charlie nodded.
[Y/n] listened intently about Charlie's plan, even though she was going to hear it again in court. She nodded in response smiling, "Sounds intriguing." the angel said, looking at the girl. "I do agree that everyone deserves a second chance." She said, a smile growing across Charlie's face.
"If those sinners that come to the hotel are willing." She added, placing her hands on her desk and sighed. "But, it isn't me who you are going to have too convince." She added, and Charlie looked at her, "But, I believe in the cause." She said, smiling looking at the princess of hell.
[Y/n] looked at Charlie and saw so much of her father in her, her heart couldn't help but ache. "You remind me of your father." Charlie looked at her and smiled, "Thank you, if it wasn't for him I wouldn't be here right now." said Charlie, “The apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree.” said [Y/n] a hint of sadness in her voice.
Charlie smiled softly, "You really do love my dad don't you?" asked Charlie, and the angel looked away closing her eyes for a moment. Taking a deep breath and with a solemn look on her face, she turned back towards Charlie. "More than anything." said [Y/n] sadly, the room filled with silence. She still loves him even after eons have since passed they've last seen each other, "Sorry, I shouldn't even be saying this to you." She said shaking her head.
She scoffed at herself, "Telling you his daughter that I've got some silly crush on him," She shook her head and placed her head on her desk, "Ugh, I'm so pathetic!" She groaned, into her desk. For eons, after Lucifer was banished to Hell. [Y/n] hasn't been the same since forcing a fake smile on her face, while doing her daily angelic duties. With a fake smile plastered on her face.
One the inside she was hurting. She was lonely. She was depressed. Filled with so much regret being the cause of her own lonely existence. If she wasn't such a coward maybe things would've ended up differently maybe they wouldn't?
Charlie placed a hand on shoulder causing [Y/n], to lift her head and look up at her. "I'm sure he misses you just as you miss him." said Charlie smiling, trying to comfort the angel as much as she could.
"He used to tell me so many amazing and wonderful things about you," She said. [Y/n]'s lower lip started to quiver as tears welled up in her eyes, hiding her head into desk. She glanced over at the clock on the wall; lifting her head up from the desk. She wiped away her tears, "I-It's almost time for the court meeting. You should probably get ready." said [Y/n], as she stood up from her chair.
"Maybe, you can visit once this is all over?" Charlie said, and the angel looked at her and smiled, "I'm sure that would make both his and yours day." The angel really could see so much of the man she loved in his daughter, "That sounds like a dream to me." said [Y/n], as she walked towards the door and placing her hand on the door knob.
She missed him dearly and for many years she stayed in heaven, wallowing in self-pity and regret. Loneliness and heartbreak. Grieving over the lover she was to cowards to confess her feelings towards.
"But, I don't know. Right now you should focus on convincing the angels." She said looking at the young demon, as her gaze drifted towards the ground. "I-I shouldn't of even mentioned what I said today." She said a solemn look on her face.
"You have nothing to apologize for." She said, looking at Charlie and smiling, "I have only myself to blame." She smiled sadly, and Charlie and the princess of hell a gave her a sympathetic smile. As Charlie left the room, "Charlie?" The Princess stopped and turned around, "When you see him again." She said, "L-Let him know." She stammered, nervously biting her lip her wings limp at her side.
"L-Let him know that I miss him more than anything," She said sadly, and Charlie smiled and nodded. [Y/n] watched as she walked away, and closed the door behind her and turned away. Leaning her back against the door, she sank to the ground and brought her knees to her chest and cried. "I really am pathetic," She sniffled, once again wallowing in self-pity.
"E-Even, if I were to go and visit would he even wanna see me?" She mumbled, maybe she should. She didn't expect anything from it but, maybe it would fill the hole in her immortal heart. The thought of seeing him again brought a smile to her face, she really did love him with every fiber of her being. She envied Lilith and was jealous of her not in a hateful or spiteful way.
She just..[Y/n] sighed, wiping away her tears. Standing to her feet and dusting herself off, taking a deep breath in and exhaling. As she placed her hand on the doorknob, sighed, leaving her office and making her way towards the courthouse.
If only she knew how much he truly did miss her, as on his desk. Sat a rubber duck that shared the same angelic features as her, wings and all. If only she knew how is heart would ache, as he would glance at it.
if only she knew
how much she truly means to him
a/n: ngl..i kinda wanna maybe make her charlie's stepmom.. i mean she still loves lilth of course but.. i mean.. like.. come on.. i should..
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whirlwindofstuff · 1 year
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sscarletvenus · 7 months
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i love unrequited love, i love blind devotion, i love guard dogs. i love being desperately obsessed with the object of your affections. i love when devotion rots into cruelty, i love when love doesn't know any better, i love when love is ugly. i love defanging and declawing yourself just to be loved. i love when a character will wait for the next time they will be loved like a bird or a dog at their beloved’s door. i love when love is insanity and by the LORD do i love betting on losing dogs
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maniccherrygirl · 8 months
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silent-insanities · 3 months
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Tell me I'm worth the risk.
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