#theme: love
araekni · 7 days ago
open requests woo!! 🥹
would you be able to do a web about being conflicted about love , choosing between yourself and another person , or loving someone else while being with someone
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Louise O’Neill, Only Ever Yours
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Empire (2015–2020), 5x18: The Roughest Day
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Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily
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I’d Rather Be Me from Mean Girls
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Paulo Coelho, The Zahir (trans. Margaret Jull Costa)
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Rupi Kaur, ‘What Love Looks Like’, from The Sun and Her Flowers
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Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
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Kiera Cass, The Selection
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lilllium · 6 months ago
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—Li-Young Lee, from This Room and Everything In It
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flohrativity · 6 months ago
2016, august
your footsteps weave poetry in the dust my corpse left behind.
- not all stories have happy endings. 
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destinyspoke · 2 years ago
― love, love, love. ♡
bold what applies / applied always for your muse, italics sometimes, leave the rest untouched or striked through if your muse really doesn’t vibe w/ it.
tws: death, messy relationship nonsense
falling in love / confessions fell in love with their best friend | fell in love with someone they shouldn’t | spent long nights staring at the ceiling, daydreaming about their crush | wrote a confession letter | didn’t confess to a crush | has been confessed to more than once | has been rejected | has rejected someone
in love / first bloom has had more than 1 partner | has had more than 3 partners | has lived with a partner before | has fell asleep in a lover’s arms | has given flowers to a partner | has received flowers | has spoke about marriage with a partner | knew it was too good to be true | has ignored the flaws of a partner despite obvious warning signs 
in for the long haul  has had a child / children with a partner ( adopted or biological ) | has had a small or private wedding ceremony | has had a large wedding ceremony with family and friends | has proposed | has been proposed to | has felt safe in the arms of a lover |  has been kissed or kissed a partner on the cheek before work | would have died for their lover without a second thought
i can’t believe you’ve done this  has broken up on good terms | has broken up and it was a disaster | has given the shovel talk | has received the shovel talk | has been divorced | has been widowed | is not divorced but is not on speaking terms with spouse | has given the old “it’s not me, it’s you” speech at least once | lost custody of the kids | kept the kids | has split custody | misses their ex | wonders what could have been done differently 
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brittanyballwrites · 2 years ago
Declarations: A Crown of Thorns Prompt
Prompt: “You broke me and you expect me to follow you onto the battlefield?                    No. The answer is no.” taken from @drink-it-write-it‘s list of 200           prompts.
 Triana was satisfied when she had been the one tasked with retrieving Dimikov and the feeling as his face hit her fist was one she had needed.  It was a special kind of closure, much needed given the fact he hadn't even given her that before leaving.  But that had been hours ago.  It had felt infinitely longer given the events that had transpired.  Truth be told, Triana could scarcely believe it had occurred a mere half-day ago.
 All of this was too much, Triana had decided, more than anyone could bare.  When she had set out on this trip she'd had a partner, the first she had taken since Dimikov.  Now she didn't.  In mere hours she had found out he had been a plant, engineered by her Great and Terrible father, as everyone seemed so insistent upon calling him.  She had found out his forces were on the way to reclaim them both.  It was pretty much over at this point.  Which is why she was over halfway through a bottle of some, delightfully smooth, whiskey.
 "That's a terrible habit you're nursing,"  Dimikov said from his position on the bed in the corner of the room.  She sat on the floor in the opposite corner.
 "Don't know what you are talking about,"  Triana mumbled in response. 
 "No one drinks whiskey for pleasure, little lion, it's for pushing down the things that eat at you."  He observed quite astutely.  Triana is just now remembering how much she hated that about him.  He'd always seen through all of her bullshit.
 "What the fuck does that have to do with anything?"  She snapped.  "We're both boned and you know it."  She shook her head, tossing the keys to his cuffs to him.  "We can't fight them, so if you escape, please knock me out first."
 "We could you know."  He said as he rubbed circulation into his wrist after unfastening her binds.
 "What is this nonsense that you speak of?"  She snapped.  Honestly, she was so sick of this, of the way he acted as if all the answers were so plain to see.  A lot has happened in the two years since they parted ways and the time of her solo career was some of the darkest of her life.  There was so much blood on her hands.  She had done so many things, so many horrible things in the name of someone who had lied to her and manipulated her entire life to his design.  And for what?
                ...Spiraling will do none of us any good...
 Triana had heard this before, this voice in her head.  It is the same voice she uses when she's being an agent. It's not like when she is Mistress Lenore or Codename: Dreamstrike.  It is the kind of strong and capable working she seeks to become.  To fulfill her destiny, whatever that may be.  So much different than now.  That wasn't especially good either, odd things tended to happen when she was upset like this.
 "Triana, you as well as I know, that we could leave and kill anyone who comes after us.  You aren't a child anymore.  You could leave and never look back."  Dimikov seriously impressed upon her, the longer she stayed the more dangerous it was for her.
 He was right.  Triana knew this in her heart of hearts.
 "You know what he would see that as, my leaving."  She breathed nervously.  "Officially declaring myself as a candidate and rival to his role as leader of our branch of Detrix.  He is favored directly by the Partners of the company.  However, the shareholders and the Partners already prefer me, from what I have heard and he is unnerved by this already.  There will be no love lost, you realize this, yes?  The fact that I am his daughter will be completely irrelevant."  The mere thought sends chills down her spine and she drops the bottle watching it shatter.
 "Yes, it would essentially mean all-out war."  He nodded, crossing his arms across his chest as he leaned against the wall.  
 "Let me get this straight.  You broke me and you expect me to follow you onto the battlefield?  No.  The answer is no."  Triana looked at him wide-eyed, she turned and made to move passed him through the doorway.  However, his hand caught her upper arm anchoring her into place.
 "Triana...."  His voice is solid and heavy; like an anchor, the weight of it forcing a reaction within her.
 "What?"  The way she whined the words pulled at his heartstrings, but he couldn't coddle her at this moment.
 "This is one of those defining moments we talked about years ago.  Now you could bo back to whatever Traheal has been having you do.  That is a choice you could make.  But the next time you see me may  well possibly be the day your father is executing me in front of you."  He paused and lightly grabbed her arms.  "But you could come with me.  We could get away and yes that would mean all-out war with  your father, but some would help you if you had but the courage to act.  So I ask you: What is your answer?"
 Triana paused, emotion thick in her throat as she weighed her options.
 "Then war it is."
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ialwayscomewhenyoucall · 3 years ago
The Fall
Supernatural Poetry Challenge | @ialwayscomewhenyoucall vs @randomperson2167
Prompt: Heart
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Do you ever look at the night sky?
At the heavy face of the moon
and the stars attending her?
So predictable.
So steady.
The moon grows and shrinks,
grows and shrinks.
The stars follow their paths,
forever chasing what they will
never catch.
I was a star,
stuck in my path,
traversing the sky for millennia.
Then I met you.
The only thing steady about you is
    your hand on the wheel of the Impala,
    your hold on any weapon,
    your gaze into my soul.
Sometimes, to distract myself from that gaze,
I count the beats of your heart.
Sometimes it even works.
I’ve become a blazing meteor,
crashing to earth.
I do not fear the fall.
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goldenlit · 4 years ago
If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: In love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.
The Nightingale (Kristin Hannah) 
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jenovva-nikki · 4 years ago
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I love the doable themes~
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araekni · 24 days ago
hello i adore your work so much!! i hope you’re having a lovely day. i’d like to request a web-weave on the intersection between love and fruit (like peeling oranges for someone or sharing a peach etc.)
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Chaia Heller, After Language
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Anne Carson, Decreation
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Elvis Presley, I Slipped, I Stumbled, I Fell
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William Adolphe Bouguereau, Les Oranges (detail)
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Wikipedia definition of the Albanian word for ‘grape’, rrush
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Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
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Richard Siken, Scheherazade
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A vandalised Wikipedia article on mandarins (via @goopy-amethyst)
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Nana Mouskouri, Love Tastes Like Strawberries
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Lady Lamb, Bird Balloons
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Ross Gay, Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude
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Denis Sarazhin
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Danusha Laméris, Small Kindnesses
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Christopher Citro, Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks
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Haley Heynderickx, Jo
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lilllium · 7 months ago
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—Salvador Plascencia, from The People Of Paper
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the-six-month-novel · 4 years ago
Earlier in the week we wrote about loss. Today I want you to write about love. Love is an incredibly powerful driving force. It is central to so many of our motives. Who or what does your character love? How does this love affect their actions? Their motives? Where does love fit inside your broader, overarching themes? Exploring this might just open up a subplot you hadn't yet thought to explore.
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nyoseka · 5 years ago
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#YuuriWeek2017 🌼 Day #6: Love 「Celebration/Beach Themed」 This is a Yuri's picture from Ensenada (I went here in this time). He looks happy with this mochi-Victor xD ▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫ #YuuriWeek2017 🌼 Day #6: Amor 「Celebración」 Una foto de Yuri en su viaje por Ensenada (Este fue mi viaje de esta ocasión). Se nota muy feliz con ese mochi-Victor xD
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mferret9 · 5 years ago
Yuuri Week! Day Six
Ahh I’m late!! I ended up working really late last night and could not keep my eyes open to finish this. But I refuse to admit defeat!! The theme for Day Six is LOVE, and I wanted to do something super fluffy and domestic. This also incorporates the optional theme “home”.
Shoutout to tfw you’re just trying to grab some zoodles off the top shelf for a quick dinner before bed but your sleepy husband is clinging to you like a sloth and you’re now stuck just standing awkwardly on a stool because you don’t really want him to move. 
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(Sorry guys, I legit only have two drawing styles...super thick clean lines or messy sketches with flat colours...also I hate drawing backgrounds)
I will be posting Day 7 later this afternoon!!
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xixi-land · 5 years ago
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I’m pretty late but I really wanted to draw Yuuri at wedding for @yuuriweek2017~
Day: 6 Theme: Love
Love can be powerful enough to make you cry out of happiness.^^.. Be happy with Victor, yuuri. Always!
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spookyfoot · 5 years ago
Rating: Teen Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, Christophe Giacometti/Christophe Giacometti’s Boyfriend Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov, Christophe Giacometti, Christophe Giacometti’s Boyfriend Additional Tags: Yuuri Week 2017, Day 6, Theme: Love, Post-Canon, Yuri!!! In Russia, Wine Trains, Katsuki Yuuri's Big Gay Crush, Insecure Victor Nikiforov Series: yuuri week 2017
In the early days of Victor's stay in Hasetsu—when Yuuri's skittishness meant he skirted every one of Victor's touches—Victor had called Chris in tears, asking if Chris thought Yuuri even liked him. After Chris laughed at Victor for a solid ten minutes, he texted Victor a flurry of Youtube links, supercuts of Yuuri's interviews with titles like "My Big Gay Crush: The Katsuki Chronicles, Vol.1, Directors Cut", "Katsuki Yuuri Supercut: A Thirst for the Ages", and "Touch-a Touch-a Touch me: Victor Please Love Yuuri!"
(Victor had even left a comment on the last one to congratulate them on developing psychic abilities. They'd reported him as a spam bot.)
Then Victor had repaid the favor by sending Chris an audio file of fake sex noises that he could play whenever Josef called and Chris didn't feel like talking. Of course, Chris had used Victor's own sex noises against him the last time he'd called too late. As though Victor wouldn't recognize his own moans like some amateur. ___________________ The recipe for disaster is four cups of salt, two couples, and one wine train.
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