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prcreativeartworks · 1 year

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Divine Feminine Series: "Unfulfilled Desires" Mixed Medium on Paper (((SALE))) © Pavana Rani www.prcreativeartworks.com/about “When by the flood of your tears the inner and outer have fused into one, you will find Her whom you sought with such anguish, nearer than the nearest, the very breath of life, the very core of every heart.” (Sri Anandamayi Ma) @pavanarani @prcreativeartworks #selfdiscovery #artadventure #artistic #drawings #selfportraits #myheart #soulfulwoman #selflove #dreamy #pencilart #longingheart #protectmyheart #loveyourself #hibiscusflower #naturalwoman https://www.instagram.com/p/BvtTLI0D_8q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#selfdiscovery #artadventure #artistic #drawings #selfportraits #myheart #soulfulwoman #selflove #dreamy #pencilart #longingheart #protectmyheart #loveyourself #hibiscusflower #naturalwoman

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chardaearchive · 11 months

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A Sky Altered by Absence

these can't be the same stars that lit up the the sky on nights we laid together,

it used to be enough to know that we still see the same sunsets

your absence is the weight that keeps my lungs from expanding

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thezcount · 1 year

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https://pratilipi.page.link/Lgft1Gjps3zq4H2Z7 #poem #poet #lifeofagirl #dreamsofagirl #longingheart #valueyourself (at Visakhapatnam City of Destiny) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmKR8bHS5HD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#poem #poet #lifeofagirl #dreamsofagirl #longingheart #valueyourself

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mangled-little-bones · 2 years

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He answered his phone; even though he was sleeping when I called… What beautiful feeling it brings me to know that he would allow me to disturb something as precious as his resting time.

Could this, perhaps, make me precious too?

— m.c.

#alwaysfollowback #love #followforfollow #love quotes #depressing quotes #text #original prose #prose #relationshipquotes #relationship #heartbreak quotes #longingheart #longing for love

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unravelling-mess · 4 years

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A boyfriend doesn't make the loneliness go away.

When I look at you with eyes full of love and admiration and am met with a set of vacant eyes, it makes me wonder if the love you say you have for me is simply out of comfort. When we are out and you look at everything and everyone around us but not me, I wonder if I'm not good enough. I wonder why there isn't a sparkle in your eye anymore and if you're happy with me. Being held makes me feel taken cared for and when you don't touch me, I wonder if hugging me has become a chore.

#journaling #thoughts #hopeless romantic #depressed #loner life #longingheart #loner #alone #sadgirl #sad poetry #healing through writing

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mohsinitoo · 4 years

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Where to next? #instagood #instamood #instahome #instaquotes #instadaily #instakashmir #instapoetry #instacool #wanderlust #longingheart #moods_in_frame #travelgram #tumblr #tumblraesthetic #tumblrboy #beautifulmatters #twitterquotes #tumblrquotes #tumblrtextpost #tumblrdaily #yourquote #spicollective #myquotes #mohsinitoo https://www.instagram.com/p/CBZrwHDFl9I/?igshid=i71ult0olnou

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whenlifestrikes · 5 years

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Finding Love

I remember lying in bed next to you. All I wanted to do was kiss you, but you fell asleep and I was left lying in your arms enjoying the bliss of the moment. You started to snore, and I just lied there, listening to your heartbeat and thinking how lucky I am that you are mine and I am yours and we are each others. I’m the luckiest girl on the planet to have someone as loving and kind-hearted as you. In just the short amount of time I’ve known you, I’ve fallen head-over-heels in love with you. I can’t imagine a world without you. My future is forever changed for the better because of you. I love you.💕

-whenlifestrikes

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ilusiones-del-amor · 5 years

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Pillow Talk

Your silence fills the deepest corners of my heart,

Causing me pain that is all too familiar.

I am consumed by the disappointment,

I tried so graciously to avoid, but can never escape

Why is it, that I feel the need to ask the question,

When my heart already knows the answer?

#poetry #love #love poem #Chicanx #Latina #longingheart #pillowtalk

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dreamingitoff · 5 years

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Musings #17

I want to tell you to go ahead, move on. I want to tell you that I will be fine, that I can do this without you. Just don't know how, just can't decide when. You know I'm not here to stay, why are we trying to pull it off anyway?

#love #longingheart #writers #writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writeaway #missing piece

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nyyxbby · 6 years

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Forever Adventure Buddy

Adventures were always our thing

Italy, Fiji, space,

and everything in between

We wanted to explore everything together

finding feelings we haven’t felt before

i didn’t know it would bring so much pain

but lets just call it bad weather

You left me here adventure buddy

you’re out exploring the best adventure of all

but for you i will patiently wait

to receive that other-worldly call

And I’ll be with you again

all the galaxies to explore and stars to create

I’ll make a constellation of my pure love for you

because you’re more than worth all this pain.

(t.s)

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aesthesiapoetry · 5 years

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She could be anywhere and she was with him. She could touch anyone and she chose him. He breathed her into his chest. He felt her brush his cheeks. He kissed her. He loved the wind. And The wind loved him back. #aesthesiapoetry #longingheart #windbreaker #lovequotes #relationshipgoals #breathe #breezy #refreshing #instapoets #poetrylovers #poetryislife #poetryislove #poetryflow #instapoetry #instaquote #quotes #instagrampoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetsociety https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu-cjxMAVLL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=14zzhiv2inel3

#aesthesiapoetry #longingheart #windbreaker #lovequotes #relationshipgoals #breathe #breezy #refreshing #instapoets #poetrylovers #poetryislife #poetryislove #poetryflow #instapoetry #instaquote #quotes #instagrampoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetsociety

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writers-muse · 3 years

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🥀Longing........ . . #poetsofinstagram #poems #poetrycommunity #poetsofig #poetrylovers #quoteslover #qoutes #quotestagram #quotestags #love #lovepoems #longdistancerelationship #longingheart #longing #longingforyou #missyousomuch #soulmates #soulmatequotes #trendingreels #trendingpost #2021 #august21 #summer2021 #fashionart #artist #artofinstagram #memesdaily #digitalinfluencer #influencers #jodiellenmalpasbooks https://www.instagram.com/p/CTApo3io93z/?utm_medium=tumblr

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mangled-little-bones · 4 years

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“I don’t want to be somebody’s fun once in a while. I want to be somebody’s everything all at once. Somebody’s sun and moon, someone’s everyday.”

m.c.

#love #longingheart #love quotes #longing for love #heartache #poetry #original prose

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mangled-dreams · 6 years

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Café

For @destinggirl who requested:

Okay so... Wilford or Dark x Reader with the lines, "I'd kill for coffee... literally." "It's six o'clock in the morning, you're not having vodka!" "Did you just hiss at me?" "Do you really need all that candy?"

I was able to use 3/4 of the quotes, so the fourth “Do you really need all that candy?” Will be in a second story. Now, without further ado, here is’ Café,

Laughing over your cup of coffee you look to your long time friend, Vanessa. Tall, athletic, with wavy black red hair you envy her. She's beautiful inside and out and you love having her as your best friend. Currently it's just before six in the morning and you both just got off the night shift, sharing a cup of decaf before heading to bed for the night... well day. It's your last night shift so it's not so important for you to go to sleep right away.

"I can't believe you manage to keep living here with them both. I'd have a hard time not sleeping with either of them." Vanessa says sipping the last bit of her coffee and sets it down. Somehow the conversation always seems to come back to Wilford and Dark and the lack of sex escapades that doesn't happen.

"Vee, please, not this again. I'm living with them because Wilford accidentally burnt my house down. I'm not here to sleep with my roommates." You tell her hearing the front door slam shut and sigh. "Sounds like Will is home." You say gathering up your dirty dishes and take them to the sink.

Vanessa watches you with a shrewd gaze but does decide it's time for her to head home. She chuckles, stands up, and walks over to you patting your back. You pause in your washing and dry your hands turning to face her with a neutral expression.

"I'm going to head home. I still have to stop by the store and get a few groceries." Vanessa tells you with a half smile on her lips.

You nod, tell her you'll see her later, give her a hug, and see her out. Usually Wilford comes into the kitchen to say good morning or at the very least to check up on you. Today he doesn't. It's a little worrying for you to have not seen him yet. "Will?" You call leaning on the banister peering up the stairs where your rooms are.

He doesn't talk but you hear him clamoring around in the kitchen and go to investigate what Wilford could be doing at this early hour. He's never been one to make breakfast or to make a mess after you've just cleaned. Peeking into the kitchen you spot Wilford at the coffee maker pouring a cup, it's not the coffee that instantly catches your attention.

Moving with purpose you snatch up the small silver flask and open it getting a strong whiff of some kind of vodka--you believe, before capping it again. "Wilford, it's six in the morning, you are not having vodka."

Wilford whips around nearly spilling his cup in the process and reaches out for the flask. Instinctively you back pedal from his reach and skirt around the table keeping it between you and him.

"I demand you had that back to me!" Wilford bellows at you. It's rather startling to see him so worked up over his booze.

Shaking your head you tell Wilford, "No, Wilford, you can't be drinking this early in the morning! I can honestly say I've never see you act like this." Circling the table in time with Wilford's attempts to reach you, you wait for your moment to get to the sink and pour the vodka out.

"You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do. Now, hand over my flask." Wilford shouts attempting to catch you by reaching across the four chair table. Jumping back you loosen the cap and shove it spout first into the sink. Wilford cries out and quickly rounds the table trying to salvage what little is still in the container. "What have you done! How dare you do this?" Glaring at you, Wilford actually hisses at you.

Backing away again your head swirls a little at the amount of alcohol coming off Wilford. Knitting your brows together you look at him, really take a good look at the state he's in and ask "Did you just hiss at me?" His hair is a mess--more so than normal, and his clothing is crumpled and there are a few stains you hadn't seen the day before. He looks in a bad way and it hurts a little. You've been with Wilford and Dark for close to a year now and haven't seen Wilford look so unkempt.

"Wilford, what's going on? Are you okay?" You ask easily slipping to his chest, one hand pressed against his the wall of his chest and the other on his arm steadying him as he sways. There is a glaze you hadn't noticed over his eyes. Alarm bells are going off on high right now.

Wilford doesn't respond, his body wavering as he takes in a deep breath to say something but instead burps. His whole body falls forward and you push against him to keep him from squishing you under his weight. "Steady! Here, let's get you in a chair." You offer walking Wilford over to your empty seat from earlier and help him to sit. It's not accomplished with any sense of grace, Wilford just seemed to plop into the chair, the chair skidding back a little under the force.

Stepping away from Wilford for a glass of cold water he snags your hand. Halting you turn your torso to look back at Wilford with confusion. "Will? Are you feeling sick?" You ask moving back to stand in front of Wilford. You don't pull your hand from his, your eyes meeting for a few seconds before he opens to speak to you.

"Don't go."

You frown at him unsure why he would say that. "Will, I was just going to get you some water and maybe some crackers... How much did you drink? When did you stop drinking?" You ask spying his pistol and sigh with relief. At least he didn't lose his favorite shooty.

His grip on your hand tightens and he pulls you closer. You comply not wanting to get him upset walking forward until you're standing just half a foot from him between his legs. You sigh. He really is a handsome man and any woman in their right mind would fall madly in love with him...

You included, but he is your roommate and you feel it would be awkward to sleep with one of your roommates out of the blue. Looking up at the clock you realize it's been nearly a half hour since Wilford got home. "Will, let me get you into bed. You need to sleep." You offer watching Wilford drop his head. It's times like these that you have to fight your own reactions. You'd love to sink your fingers into his soft pink and black colored hair, but know better.

Without warning Wilford releases your hand and wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him, close enough to rest his head against against your abdomen. It's startling to be so close and have Wilford wrapped around you like his, but you remain still.

Mentally you say fuck it and run your fingers through his hair, the strands almost silky smooth. You feel Wilford tense as you lightly scratch his scalp before relaxing into your touch. Neither of you speak for a good long while. Whatever Wilford is going through he doesn't seem to need your council.

At some point Wilford's hands get under your shirt caressing your bare skin. His finger tips press into your muscles in a rhythmic fashion, easing whatever tension you hold there. You don't mind it until his hands creep up your shirt.

"Whoa, Will, stop, what are you doing?" You ask removing your hands from his hair and push his hands down. He doesn't release you, instead letting you pushing his hands down to rest on the outside of your thighs.

"Why do you push me away?" Wilford asks, his broken accent hurting your very soul. Bending just slightly your take his face into your hands and lift it up so you can see his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Will, it's me. Did you forget who's in front of you?" You ask him in the softest tone imaginable. He's so sad looking and pathetic your heart squeezes.

"Y/n, please, don't... don't leave me." Wilford pleads pressing his fingers into your thighs anchoring you to him.

Confused you say, "I'm not going anywhere Wilford. Come on, it's okay." Rubbing Wilford's cheek you sweep away a few stray tears. "What makes you think I'm leaving?" You ask when he almost refuses to say anything more.

Wilford seems to pout up at you like a child, more tears gathering in his eyes. He must really be hammered. "Dark said you're leaving--moving out!" Wilford finally tells you once again wrapping his arms around you, locking to him with his face in your stomach again.

What...What? No, no you're not moving. As much as you know you can leave at anytime you chose not to because of your relationships with Dark and Wilford. "Is that why you're drinking? Wil, I'm not leaving. I told Dark I was going to stay with my mom in a few weeks for her wedding, but I'm coming back. There's no need to go off the deep end." You say petting Wilford's face, at least the part you can see. You feel Wilford hug you tighter.

"Do you like it here?" Wilford asks his voice muffled by your clothing and flesh.

"Of course I do. I love being here with you and Dark. You both make me smile way more than you upset me." You tell him honestly. "Come one, you should get some coffee in you."

"Don't go." Wilford pleads his grip tightening.

You sigh, run your hand through your hair, and look at Wilford. "How much did you drink? You must be pretty gone to be acting this way." You muse quietly.

Wilford doesn't respond to your question. Running your fingers through his hair once more you look to the window and watch the sun slowly rise up. Your mind begins to wonder while teasing Wilford's tresses. You wonder when Wilford will release you and go to sleep.

A yawn hits you out of no where. Covering your mouth with your hand your chest fills with air and your shirt rises exposing your stomach. At that every moment you feel lips touch just beside you navel. Shrieking your arms drop down and you stare at Wilford's head half hidden by your shirt.

“W-Wilford!” You gasp pulling your shirt from over his head.

“Shh,” Wilford whispers against your heated skin. You shiver at the feeling of his breath against such sensitive skin. He kisses your stomach again sending more shivers through your spine.

"Wilford, please." You whisper not sure if you're asking him to stop or continue. It's been a long time since you've had anyone touch you like this--too be so close to your bare skin. As much as you need this skin to skin contact you know it's not right. Taking a steady breath you sternly remove his hand and pull away from him shoving your shirt back down.

Wilford whines at you in his drunken state pawing at you to allow him to continue. Shaking your hand you push his hands down to his legs. "Y/n!" He whines looking up into your eyes.

"Will, you're drunk and I'm a woman of standards." you tell him without hesitation. "If you were sober this would go a little further, but I am not taking advantage of a drunken man."

Thick black eye brows shoot up in surprise and what you can see of his bottom lip makes an O at your admission. For the first time since Wilford has entered the house you get the feeling he's not as intoxicated at you thought.

"Y-you would..."

"You'd have to ask me out first! Like on an actual date and everything!" You say quickly pointing your finger at him. "And you couldn't get like this," you motion to his state of being, "every again! I'm not about to...to date... someone with a drinking..." Your voice dies as Wilford gets to his feet with a smug smile on his lips. Your eyes are trained on his face as he stares down at you. "You're not drunk are you?" You ask.

"I was, however that was much earlier." Wilford says still looking so smug.

You glare at him. "Then what the hell was all that?" You ask motioning to the skin and the flask discarded in it. "Are you just screwing with me again?" You ask feeling angry at Wilford's action, even as you know you shouldn't be too surprised by his antics.

"It was simply a joke, however it has lead to something much more promising." Wilford says easily taking your hand into his. Your glare waivers at the look in his dark brown eyes. He looks so...happy?

"W-Wilford..." You whisper, your voice failing you.

"My dear, Y/n, would you do me the honor of joining me for dinner tonight?" Wilford asks his mustache moving with his over animated lip movements. It's funny but also a large part of Wilford's charm.

"I... are you sure?" you ask knowing it's never good to date your roommate.

Wilford smiles at you with a quick nod. Without any words Wilford pulls you to him and kisses you, stealing your breath and any sort of thought. Bursting into a fit of giggles you agree to the dinner date. Wilford is such a suave SOB, and you adore him for it.

Before you could do anything more Dark enters the kitchen muttering, “I’d kill for coffee... literally.” His eyes quickly spot you and Wilford wrapped up in each others arms and pauses. “I was wondering when this would finally come to a close,” and walks over to the coffee maker, pours himself a cup and adds creamer, then leaves sipping on the steaming nectar of the Gods.