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One of my favourite themes in literature/movies/fanfic, etc. are star-crossed lovers who are destined to be together but either can’t be because of fate, or they voluntarily choose not to be together in order to serve a greater good. The latter is especially beautiful and I don’t see that a lot in many modern interpretations. I once read a quote that said love is an action, an act of will to be precise - to will the good of the other for the sake of the other. True love includes sacrifice - it is the ultimate form of love because it echoes divine, unconditional love. 

Below are some of my favourite couples from both books and real life. Martin and Rose will always be my OTP. No matter how many times I read that book, I tear up.

1. Martin and Rose from Martin the Warrior, by Brian Jacques

2. Abelard and Heloise (real-life historical couple)

3. Henriette Deluzy-Desportes and the Duc of Praslin (historic couple that was turned into a book called All This, and Heaven Too by Rachel Field and later a film with Bette Davis. Both are excellent). It was never certain if they were lovers but they were certainly very close as friends.

4. Catherine and Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights, by Emily Bronte

5. Turin and Nienor from The Children of Hurin, by Christopher Tolkien

6. Lupin III and Clarisse d’Cagliostro from Hayao Miyazaki’s The Castle of Cagliostro

7. Prince Ashitaka and San from Princess Mononoke (also by Hayao Miyazaki)

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28.05.2020>>

Dear Ditto,

How wonderful was this evening? I’m so touched that you took the trouble to come all the way to my side of the city to spend fifteen minutes with me! I loved hurrying out of my house to meet you and knowing that you were nearby. I loved that you were on my turf, near my home, closer to my life for the first time - and I love that you unknowingly changed my neighborhood forever; for it now contains a memory of you. From now onward when I walk past that narrow road huddled with trees, I will think of our stolen kisses when no one was looking. I really wanted to dive deep into your arms and stay there for those few minutes but I had to pull away and look at you. Your hair falls on your face so effortlessly, and I love that you let me play with it mindlessly while talking to you. I so badly wanted to show you around the farm, take each stone and fallen leaf on the ground into consideration and stare far out at the lake, and watch the cows grazing in the field. We had to ride past all of that in such a hurry but I’m glad you at least know of its existence now. And within a matter of minutes, the skies turned grey - signalling your time to bid adieu. I could have shown you the fastest route back to the main road so that you can head back home quickly, but I’m glad I deliberately chose not to. I wished to cling on for a little longer and decided you may enjoy the longer serpentine route instead. It filled my heart to know that each time I looked in the mirror of my bike as I led you down that long winding road, you would be riding not far behind with triumph. It meant having you for a few more seconds to myself. We probably spent more time on our bikes today than in person but I still count that as quality time. You were there - in close proximity to me - and that alone made my day.

Love,

Rome

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The titles of the Amelia Peabody mystery series might seem strange but a lot of them are based on Egyptian literature.

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Crocodile on the Sandbank was no different it’s based on an Egyptian love poem

“The love of the sister is upon yonder side;

A stretch of water is between

And a crocodile waiteth upon the sandbank.

But I go down into the water, I walk upon the flood;

My heart is brave upon the water

It is the love of her that makes me strong.”


Although the Crocodile on the Sandbank by Elizabeth Peters is an adventure mystery story it’s also a love story. As Amelia put it herself, the crocodile is a symbol of the dangers and difficulties any true lover would risk to win his sweetheart.

What would any of us do for true love 😍, swim a river full of crocodiles?! 🐊😬


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Let me share my latest stupid argument with the wife.   It centered on a couple, we were aware of getting married.  They announced they want a SPECIAL WEDDING.  THEY DONT CARE ABOUT HAVING MOST relative’s families BE A PART OF THEIR SPECIAL DAY. (Our disagreement started because I used the word “Ridiculous”.  Don’t be upset kids, but aunt Trudy wants a destination wedding in Aruba so our money for Disney world is now spoken for. (Sorry but children aren’t welcome, besides we can’t afford to pay for everyone to go anyway.)  Our one major family vacation for the summer now will be at the state park down the road for a week. (We’ll try and get a campsite close to the latrines.)   For some reason, I’m not a romantic. (So my lady informed me.  I got misty-eyed during the Notebook.)  I was then presented with this question from my lovely wife;  "So what would you say to them if they were asking you to participate in their destination wedding?“ I’m all ready if that were to ever happen to me.  I’d say; I’m happy for your love, just not enough to use a bunch of vacation days on your beautiful love story.  When your wedding costs me more than a tux rental, part of a bachelor party and a Wedding Present.  No no no…If I’m going to travel out of the country, it’ll be to participate in an episode of Naked and Afraid.  I love people in love.  I enjoy celebrating the union of two people with no children and a belief that they have life figured out and know everything most of us already married couples are doing wrong.  (I want to be there the first time your 3-year-old throws a tantrum at Target.)  PRICELESS!  In the end, the wife and I agreed to disagree.  I did mention how I’m willing to give a little on this subject.  I mentioned how I’d attend the wedding in Aruba if we could Zoom it.  I’m in favor of attending a couple’s destination wedding, virtually online.  My wife asked; "Why is that?”  Because it would virtually cost me nothing.

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24.05.20

Dear Ditto,

This afternoon was swell - the rain tapping against my window, cold winds blowing fiercely and knowing that you were looking outside your balcony towards mine, was an incredible feeling. Finding love during a lockdown can be trying; it’s difficult knowing that you’re a few miles away from me yet so out of reach. But this afternoon made up for the distance - I felt connected to you in a way I hadn’t before. Our rooms were gloomy and grey; the palette of a rain kissed sky. We were playing the same tunes, looking outside and indulging in a sexual fantasy at the same time. ‘It’s been a long long time’ by Harry James Orchestra played in the background and I found myself falling hard for you - I love that you have a song playing in your head at any given moment. I found myself sitting on the window sill, thinking that life was pretty damn good right about now and just wondering what today would have been like if you hadn’t been in my life. We really are beneficiaries of chance. My Tinder profile coming up on your radius, you super-liking the profile, me swiping right as well on yours - all of this led to today. It could have just as easily not happened as well. One left swipe and none of this would have existed. I am grateful that my stars aligned with yours for a brief moment that day - for it’s made all the difference. I know that we’ve been seeing each other for less than a week - but this feels a lot like the reality version of my day dreams. I never thought I’d find someone who loved me as much as you do. It’s strange - there is so much I don’t know about you - but I’m not apprehensive at all. I’ll learn to love the good and the bad and everything will be okay - because at the end of the day, I get to hug you and see you smile and somehow I just know it’ll be okay and we’ll deal with whatever comes our way. I know this is dreadfully fast. We’re like a train running on greased tracks going 1,000 mph but we’re at least going in the same direction - so I’ve decided to run with it. Run with you. Run all the way into endless possibilities and remain hopeful about tomorrow. I can’t believe I fell in love with someone I’ve known for less than a week but this is our story and I don’t care what people have to say about it. It feels right. It feels like “where have you been all this while”. And I’m not letting go. I want this feeling for all the days to come and I want it amplified. I want you terribly.

Love,

Rome

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We never cliff dived;

never found ourselves lost.

We had a plan; a plan to be anything

except our parents. A plan to be

okay; thriving. In love. Happy.

And we’ve come so far but

I’m tired of safety; maybe this

feeling is coming from my

self destructive heart.

We both know that sometimes it

tends to boil over but maybe it’s just

that I feel safe anywhere you are.

So let’s jump. Let’s move to France

and learn a new language. Let’s

raise the children with love

and freedom and cultures that

aren’t our own. Let them bear

witness to our love story.

Let them tell their friends and

spouses stories of us laughing

hysterically while dancing in the

kitchen at midnight in a new

country, our kitchen is feeling a little

small lately and I would love

to spend a night lost in Paris with you.

Lost. Blissfully lost.


ReBecca DeFazio

More Than A Flower

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