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#love is hard
soulless-bex · 1 year
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i see you jily and jegulus shippers, but i raise you: polyamorous bisexual disaster james potter.
the poor boy is in the midst of a constant mental breakdown over his two crushes, lily evans and regulus black, aka the girl who’s been rejecting him since day one and his best friend’s evil brother.
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from-books-with-love · 9 months
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To love is also good, for love is hard. Love between one person and another: that is perhaps the hardest thing it is laid on us to do, the utmost, the ultimate trial and test, the work for which all other work is just preparation.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet.
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27coughs27 · 6 months
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Why am I in love with someone who makes me worry about them all the time? Anyways I know ppl don’t care abt that so have a silly Max picture instead. I wish I could have a fun relationship like Sam and Max do. I wish my partner would accept outside help. I wish my partner wasn’t depressed.
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julies-room · 7 months
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Feeling better today? 😂 You were fucked up! So much fun with you though. You were rocking the fuck out! ❤️
😂😂! Shut up! I had fun! Those guys were awesome! So cool they hung out with us afterwards! Thank you for getting me home safe and staying with me. ❤️
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antu-artt · 1 year
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Do I feel affection for them?
IG: @antu_artt
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Does anyone else has ever felt like this before?
Lately I'm having this difficult situations with my parents, which make myself to cry until fall asleep because unfair things happen. But I think this will be a topic for another time.
Right now, due to a conversation with my mother, I'm more aware that I don't show much love to them. And when I do, I realized that one of my love languages is giving gifts. Which I don't usually do because currently I'm not earning money.
Another love language I have are words of affirmation. Which, also, is difficult for me to say them. Even to my friends, to whom I just text. I know this is because, in general, it's complicated for me to show love, again. To demonstrate my feelings (you know, childhood wounds). But I make an effort for them, however not for my parents.
And THERE is the problem. It's like I can't, I just can't say to them: "I love you". Or just a simple: "How are you?". It's so fucking hard to bring those words out of me.
And I think one of the reasons why is so hard is because I feel resentment towards them. I can't help it. I have been working on that, but I think there'll be a long path yet. The patterns still repeating and it won't change because my parents are just them. I frecuently feel hurt again and again, even when I do know I can't expect anything else from them.
So my feelings towards them are so fucking frustrating. I think I do. I do feel affection for them. I mean, they are my parents. I know they have done a lot for me. But the way I am plus the resentment I keep on them make hard for me to feel or demonstrate affection.
So that's it. I made this fast illustration, very different to what I'm used to doing, because I needed to clear the mind. Not just with a drawing, but with words too.
Tell me if you also had a difficult relationship with your parents and if maybe could relate to the illustration or my thoughts.
Sending you a big hug 🫂💞 and wonderful vibes for the rest of the week 💖.
𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐮 ♥︎
IG: @antu_artt
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kayventa · 2 months
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idk if i should tell her
but then again idk if i actually love her
im so confused
@ncgz
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minim236 · 1 year
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People Watching
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"I like him very much. You're all coy and stuff." Kate teased, making her roll her eyes, "It's a good thing. It feels like a long time since I've seen you like this." "Like what?" "Happy." Kate said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Edwina hugged her back.
@spitefularmand  @viscountessevie  @angel-starbeam  @alrightsnaps  @newtonsheffield  @queenaryastark    @jeanvanjer    @goodqueenalicunt    @torchwood-99    @lizzibennet   @harnitbee   @datsusara84
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ghostlune · 11 months
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he’s saying she’s a she’s a lady and I’m just a boy
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sickofbeingloved · 10 months
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What is love, if it is not hard and painful surrounded by delusions, delusion of being the person that is once being loved.
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imsotiredokay · 1 year
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i have loved you since we were sixteen.
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gothicenochian · 1 year
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melancholy in intimacy
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taivansupremacy · 11 months
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thinking of writing a character study on taissa’s relationship with love. kind of as a parallel to van’s. what are our thoughts ?
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howtomakelovestay · 7 months
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I put the cards
over the table
for you to see it
and the game ended.
Someone might think
I'm the one who lost
but I'm not.
There are no winners
nor losers
in love.
Just players.
And I would do it
again and again
with somebody else.
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perfecttwo16 · 1 year
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“How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache for me as mine does for you?”
“My heart loves you so much I can barely contain myself when I see you.”
“Desperately I search for a piece of you in other women, and knowingly I fail as no other can see through me as you do.”
“I kissed her tonight, but tasted your lips instead. Tell me, love, have I gone mad?”
— some poems Talbott wrote on his journal when my MC and him were separated. (1991-1997)
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hope-less12 · 7 months
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To, że nie potrafi cię kochać, tak jak tego chcesz, nie znaczy że nie kocha cię ze wszystkich sił.
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thedarknesssings · 2 years
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Prompt 13:  Sweet as Salt
Prompt 13: Confluence - FFXIV Write 2022 Characters: Spider and Viper, with Seraphin @knight-in-exile and Thorstyr @aces-and-kings​
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Emotion flows like rivers.  
Sometimes bright and bubbly like the pair of siblings emerging from the cargo hold of the airship newly docked in Limsa Lominsa.  Laughter drifted easily from the pair alongside their light banter.  Crates soon piled up on the dock, crew members coming and going with the twins and porters working to move the crates further on toward wagons and warehouses beyond the docks.  
“Hey, Viper?”
The taller of the brothers lifted his head and turned to watch a tall elezen stroll from the airship.  The man was garbed in the colourful silks of Thavnair, his handsome features hidden behind a veil of cloth that only partially hid his wealth of chestnut hair.  His stride held a marked confidence and one that did not waver when he stepped in close to the duskwight waiting for him.  The smile that curved along Viper’s lips held the welcoming warmth one saved for a lover.  This pair flowed like rivers converging, a clash at times but more often than not threading into a single force not easily divided again.  For where could one say this one began and the other ended?
Their chatter dispersed into near whispers, heads bowed together and a hand resting on the other’s hip.  Spider straightened from setting down his last crate, his gaze sliding fondly over the pair and then out across the dock.  A shock of white hair caught his attention, his eyes narrowing sharply.  Emotion cut as sharp as rapids against rock walls in a narrow canyon.  
“I’ll catch you two later.”  Spider flashed his brother and Seraphin a quick smile and headed off down the dock.  Their responses flowed behind him, but he didn’t look back.  Didn’t give Viper any reason to think there was more purpose to his departure than merely being glad to be home.  
Thorstyr cut a figure in the crowd working the docks unlike any other.  Too broad for an elezen, not quite hulking enough for a roegadyn and plenty tall enough for Spider to track his position.  Soon enough Spider stepped up behind him, his arms folding over his chest.  He was shorter than Viper, shorter than Thorstyr standing rock still before him.  Spider didn’t need to follow his gaze to know it was locked on his twin on the upper docks. What flowed between Viper and Seraphin was hard to mistake and briefly Spider’s emotions were tempered with understanding, forgiving as the wide sea when the river splays its fingers pleading for company.  
“Let me save you from a black eye,” Spider said, trying to inject the start of this warning with a hint of humour.  Viper’s response if he caught sight of Thor was something they both could take a good guess at, violent as the maelstrom.  Spider tipped his head to the side and studied Thorstyr, the emotion rumbling raw inside him was painted plainly on his stormy features.  “He’s moved on. Let him go, Thor. Gauvain makes him happy.”
The words weren’t welcome, but needed.  The man’s gaze was slow to lower from Viper to Spider, and nothing more than a nod was provided to indicate that he heard what was said.  They stared at one another for a few moments more, until Spider shifted and arched an eyebrow, unsure whether to expect a verbal reply or rage at this point.  And then Thorstyr left, blended into the crowd and vanished from his view.  Spider’s gaze rose to watch Viper and Seraphin, the pair laughing over Twelve knew what.  
Emotions flow like rivers.  Endless, unceasing in a circle between sky and earth, and somewhere in the pattern there was always the taste of salt.  
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