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calicoheartz · 2 days
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overworked reader and paige forcing her to go to bed🙏🙏 need some hurt/comfort
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Anchored Affection ; Paige Bueckers ♡﹕
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꣑୧ — summary | overworked & anxious reader , paige comforting reader :) happy ending yay
wc ; 709
— warnings | hurt & angst , mature themes + topics , fluff at the end
my master list ㇀♡
a/n : this hit waaaay too close to home , tried my best to accurately represent mental health while giving you guys some angst with a happy ending ! Enjoy ◡̈
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The ambient lighting in your room helped you feel a little bit at ease, the light reflecting onto the scattered books sprawled out on top of your desk, as your eyes darted across your computer screen.
You had always been a high achiever, always pushing yourself to excel in every aspect of your life. Whether it was constantly studying for exams, or finishing your homework wayyy in advance, you always centered your life around academics.
You had struggled with anxiety since you were a kid, often struggling to express your feelings, and having a tendency of bottling everything up. With the pressure to succeed, to meet the expectations of others, weighed heavily on their shoulders, a burden that seemed to grow heavier with each passing day.
Paige had started to notice your habits were starting to take a toll on your mental health, but as much as she tried to support you and be there for you, it felt like she was helplessly watching you slip deeper and deeper into the darkness of your own mind.
The clock on the wall ticks, the lines of exhaustion etched into your face were unmistakable, a silent testament to the toll your overworked schedule was taking.
Your girlfriend Paige on the other hand, was already in bed. She knew you had work that had to be finished, but once it passed a certain time, she knew she had to drag you into bed with her.
The blonde simply sighed, slowly getting up from your shared bed and made her way to the living room, where she discovered you sprawled out against the floor, with papers scattered in every direction around you.
"y/n, it's past midnight," Paige's voice was gentle but firm, cutting through the silence of the room. "You need to rest. You've been pushing yourself too hard lately."
But you simply waved off her concern with a tired smile, their eyes fixed on the glowing screen in front of them. "I just need to finish this one thing," you insisted, your voice strained with fatigue.
Paige's heart ached at the sight of your stubborn resolve, knowing all too well the dangers of neglecting one's own well-being in pursuit of perfection. With a sigh, she approached you and gently closed the laptop, ignoring your whines of protest.
"y/n, listen to me," Paige's voice was soft but unwavering as she took your hands in hers, her eyes searching yours with an intensity born of love and concern. "I know you have a lot on your plate, but you can't keep burning yourself out like this. You need to take care of yourself, okay? You're important to me, and I hate seeing you like this."
You felt the weight of Paige's words settle over them like a comforting blanket, warming them from the inside out. Tears pricked at the corners of their eyes as they finally allowed themselves to release the pent-up tension they had been carrying for so long.
"I'm sorry, Paige," your voice slightly cracked with emotion as you buried your face in Paige's shoulder, allowing yourself to be held in her comforting embrace. "I just...I'm so afraid of letting people down. I feel like I have to be perfect all the time, and I'm so tired of it."
Paige's heart broke at the raw vulnerability in your voice, the weight of your shared struggles hanging heavy in the air between them. But she also felt a surge of determination, a fierce desire to protect you from the relentless pressure of their own expectations.
"You don't have to be perfect, baby," Paige whispered, her arms tightening around them in a gesture of unwavering support. "You're already more than enough, just the way you are. And I'll be here every step of the way, cheering you on and reminding you to take care of yourself."
With Paige's words echoing in their ears, you finally allowed yourself to surrender to the sweet embrace of sleep, their weary body finding solace in the warmth of Paige's love. And as they drifted off into dreams, they knew that no matter what challenges the future may hold, they would face them together, hand in hand, bound by a love that could weather any storm.
tbh idk how to feel about this yet. I’m trying to put out the best content while also writing fast enough to finish all the reqs. As always , tysm for reading ❤️
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thinkdifferent70 · 1 day
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You deserve happiness - Luke C - 🏳️‍🌈
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I’m having a hard day today. I’ve been thinking about you so much and I miss you more everyday. You shared your wings with me and helped me fly higher than I ever have. You shared your heart and your soul with me and and you loved me like no one else has ever loved me. You will always have a home in my soul, a place in my heart and my love forever. I think about you every day and I like to hope that you are thinking about me. You know how to find me if you ever need me…I’m right here where you left me. I love you! Always and forever ♾️💗🪽
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googiejar · 2 days
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concept 1 #RM #namjoon #rkive @rkive @rpwprpwprpwp #bts #bangtan
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tightsstuff · 3 days
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From the gym 😍 I'm gonna shower next, who wants to see me after shower💦😻😻
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letterstoyourlove · 2 days
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This claim, shared widely, reworded, and filtered into the media, is false.
Mahmoud Darwish did not date a Mossad agent. (Rita was not a Mossad spy) He did, however, in the 1960s, date a Jewish woman named Tamar Ben-Ami. The name Rita, which is often cited in these posts, is the pseudonym Darwish used to refer to her in his poetry. He was 22 and she was 16 ½. Ben-Ami was a member of the youth movement The Young Communist League of Israel.
Quickly, Darwish and Ben-Ami developed strong feelings for each other and, while they wrote and saw each other often, neither was eager to publicize their union. “I kept our relationship a secret. I didn’t open it up. I think it was because of Communism, because he was an Arab, I was a Jew,” said Ben-Ami.
In 1967, after the 6-day war, Ben-Ami joined the Israeli Navy as part of the naval band. Upon discovering this, Darwish wrote her the following:
“Tamari, this week I thought of you often. My thoughts made me feel bad. I could see only the criminal in you. I was forced to forget the sweet, beautiful aspects. Do those aspects exist? I hope they do.”
Darvish also wrote-
“I love you despite the nose of my tribe, my city, and the chains of customs. But I’m afraid if I sell everyone, you will sell me, and I’ll return with disappointments.”
A heartbroken Darwish then wrote –
“I felt like my homeland was occupied again.”
After their relationship was over, Darwish continued authoring poems revolving around this failed relationship, as he wrote,
“All roads lead to you, even those I took to forget you.”
He also wrote:
“Maybe it wasn’t important to you, Rita, but it was my heart!”
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For her, he also wrote his famous poem, “Rita and the Rifle.”
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Finally, he also wrote:
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silent-insanities · 2 days
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I want to stay with you.
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poetrybyonur · 2 days
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I don’t just throw those three words around. Those words are sacred to me. When I utter the words, “I love you,” I don’t just say it, I live it. I feel it deeply to my very bones.
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notfavghost · 3 days
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He tasted sweet and warm, like honey and sunshine.
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desorden-en-letras · 3 days
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Me acostumbré tanto a tu calor que solo pensar en dejar de tenerlo, siento que moriré de hipotermia.
— Caótica.
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I want to put him in a pizza oven with garlic sauce
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poetryforall · 11 hours
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To my fellow peeps and creatures with depression
i’m proud of those who are too depressed to keep clean.
too depressed to take showers on the regular, to brush their teeth on the regular, to brush their hair on the regular, to even have hair to begin with cuz you know you won’t take care of it.
too depressed to do any of that, so you start stinking all the time, your teeth are yellow and have bits of stuff in them, your hair is matted/knotty, and you’re tired of how you don’t have much hair at all. you have nothing to be ashamed about. you have nothing to feel bad about. life is hard, your mind tells you lies, it all drains the energy out of you, and it’s absolutely understandable that you can’t do any of that stuff as much as you would like to.
you aren’t gross. you aren’t nasty. and you aren’t ugly. you’re going through so much, and i am so damn proud of you for existing right now, you hear me? so damn proud of you for existing, for doing the best you can. you know, that best that you put out into the world and everything you do right now is absolutely enough. you’re so enough, understand? you’re enough.
and i will gladly give you a hug, make you smile, help you get your hair somewhat manageable so it’s not bothering you so much, and compliment you on your lack of hair.
you’re more than the bad times. you’re more than your worst moments. okay? if someone judges you for struggling and automatically assumes what kinda person you are or any shit like that, just come to me, and i’ll beat the shit out of em and give you the biggest hug in the world. anybody who shames someone for struggling is a total jackass, and do we listen to jackasses? no. no, we do not. cuz all jackasses say is nonsense and stupidity.
you’ve got a beautiful smile. your personality is lovely, your looks are amazing, you don’t gotta smell so nice for that to show and for you to be someone amazing to be around. your hair is super cool in that messy hairdo of yours. and your hair is absolutely badass in that buzzcut style. aight? you understand me? you’re lovely and wonderful and more than your bad moments, and we don’t listen to those who judge us for the bad moments.
i love you. go get some water or juice or even a soda of some sort, anything that’s liquid, even if it’s just a little sip, if you can. go grab a small snack, if you can, could be anything, anything you want or that’s in reach, i don’t fucking care if all you want right now is junkfood, eat the junkfood, it’s something, and that’s awesome. i’m fucking proud of you. and you’re lovely and wonderful and beautiful. and it’s okay to struggle and you don’t have to be ashamed about those struggles. 🤍
get some rest too, by the way. take a nap or two, get to bed now or before midnight if you can.
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thinkdifferent70 · 3 days
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You can see your heart even from your eyes
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om-is-ok · 3 days
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I love you...
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I love you even in my thoughts, I love you even in my dreams, I love you even in my nightmares, I love you even in the moments of crisis, I love you even in the bliss, I love you during our kiss, I love you even when our lips don't meet, I love you in the ongoing conversations, I love you even in my silence.
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I love you even when I'm lost, I love you in your presence, I love you even in your absence, I love you in my prayers, I love you even in my sins, I love you when I breathe, I love you even when I scream, I love you when things go downhill.
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I love you even in the moments of heat, I love you in the daylights, I love you even in the dread of nights, I love you even when I'm angry at you, I love you even during our fights, I love you whenever I'm writing, I love you even when I'm reading.
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I love you when things are not in my favor, I love you when things get better, I love you even when I'm doing the most random thing, I love you when there's an eclipse, I love you when stars twinkle, I love you when moon hides behind the clouds.
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I love you when you smile, I love you when you get angry, I love you when you say my name, I love you when you lock our fingers. I love you even when you are vulnerable, I love you even when you are cold and distance.
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I love you when you look at me with eyes full of love, I love you when you are getting ready in front of the mirror, I love you when you are singing without care, I love you even when you are eating, I love you when you are lying in bed with messy hair.
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I love you when you speak about what you love, I love you when you are being just you, I loved you in my yesterdays and I will love you in all of my tomorrows. I just love you and only you. -Om
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yourlovelyspace · 17 hours
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Among other things 💝
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